Among the two islands in front of the step, the number of immortal cultivators is the largest. There are many generations of two and two cankou, but on the side of the demon clan, there are only less than fifty or sixty thousand, on the cloud bridge, there are dense immortals everywhere, and the demon clan is even more obvious, many demon beasts give full play to the advantages of their demon bodies. The demon clan at the level of demon beasts has been reincarnated into its main body. The body brake is huge, dozens of zhang high, and more than ten zhang of bias, compared to immortal cultivators, that is a behemoth.

On the cloud bridge, it is also quite obvious.

With one swallow of his mouth, he could easily swallow dozens or hundreds of immortal cultivators. With a wave of his claws, the immortal cultivator's body, which seemed to be incomparably weak compared to the demon clan, was torn apart one after another.

And the immortal cultivators didn't come up specifically to send them to death, and all kinds of spirit runes turned into terrifying attacks in a crisp burst sound.

The most basic fireball, the Ice Blade, the sky thundersinks. Earth thorns, blades, etc., to those extremely powerful spells: Nine Fire Flame Dragon, Five Thunder Blast, Demon God Thunder, Frozen Ten Thousand Miles, etc., those high-grade spirit runes that are rarely seen in the world of cultivating immortals. The best spell. At this time, there was no stinginess in the sky.

All kinds of defensive charms are even more like worthless to shoot on the body, those one-time attack weapons. What a day thunder. Cai Shui Yin Thunder, the thunder beads condensed by the Yimu Divine Thunder kept ringing with a roar.

When the demon clan fiercely killed a large number of immortal cultivators, these overwhelming attacks also blurred and shattered the flesh and blood of many demon clans. Although the demon body is strong, it can't resist the endless bombardment.

The blood of immortal cultivators, the blood of the demon clan. Sprinkled on the bridge, the snow-white cloud bridge slowly turned into a blood-red, and the blood penetrated into the bridge strangely, and not half a drop rolled out. The brake is mysterious. After death, even the soul can't be saved, there is a mysterious power in the Yellow Spring, as long as the soul appears, it will be immediately pulled into the Yellow Spring. Eternity is hard to transcend.

Immortal cultivators can use all kinds of treasures, and the demon clan relies on its strong demon body, and a short contact has already made the scene white-hot, holding each other together, and not falling behind each other. Moreover, in front, whether it was the demon clan or the immortal cultivators, they were fighting and running forward desperately. I want to rush to the other end first.

Unfortunately, on the bridge, anyone who wants to cross the bridge can only rely on their own feet, and no one is faster than the other.

"Bang bang bang!!" said the Emperor in a black robe. "Boom, dance, with a domineering wind, every step, naturally exudes an indomitable, only I respect the powerful momentum. In front, the demon clans who had not yet been on the bridge felt it, and they involuntarily moved their steps to get out of the way.

This is the momentum emanating from the body of Emperor Shakti, a subconscious move!!

Unconsciously, he was already standing at the top of the current demon clan.

"Could it be that this is the uniqueness of the demon king who climbed all the way up from the bottom as my uncle said?" Yu'er watched as the Emperor Shakti Tiger stepped forward, full of my figure, as if. At this moment, nothing in the heavens and the earth could hide the light on his body.

"No, Yu'er will definitely not disgrace her uncle. Yu'er swore secretly in her heart, and followed closely forward.

Following the path where the demons parted, the Emperor Shakti walked all the way through smoothly and straight.

"Smack!!"

With a soft sound, his left foot had already stepped on the ancient bridge, and at this moment, Emperor Shakti clearly felt that the demon yuan in his body, under a mysterious power, forcibly retreated from the meridians into the demon mansion and returned to the three-rank black company in the demon refining ding. Then, the connection between himself and the demon mansion was strangely imprisoned, not severed. It's that the mind can no longer drive the demon mansion and enter it. Not to mention the use of demon elements.

Cultivation, like other demon clans and lowly immortals who stepped on the ancient bridge, was imprisoned by ,.

"Smack!!"

Emperor Shakti already knew that there would be such a result, and he was not surprised at all, and his footsteps did not stop, and his eyes looked ahead. Step by step, step by step, in front of him, there were dense immortal cultivators everywhere, and most of the demon clans were caught in the tide of the sea of people, and they were subjected to a tragic siege.

Looking up, in the ten-meter-long distance in front of him, almost all of them were filled with the figures of immortal cultivators.

"Another demon clan has come up, and he is still a shapeshifting demon king, brothers, everyone joined hands to destroy him. "A man of great power. Wearing brocade clothes and jade silk, at first glance it is not an ordinary colored clothing, and at the waist, wearing a piece of jade, the jade match has a mysterious mirror that differentiates the five elements. It looks like it's extraordinary. Around him were a group of young monks, all wearing the same jade match around their waists, which seemed to be a status symbol. It's just that there is no wonder of the handsome young man who is clustered in the middle.

"Okay, let's take out the talisman together, kill this demon king, if you really want to succeed, senior brother, you will definitely be praised by the head of the house when you go back." "The workers around are obviously the ones who make the powder. They all responded to each other, and the Fengwu spirit talisman was grabbed out of his pocket.

"Puff puff!!"

Just hear a soft sound. The spirit rune shattered, turning into a series of sharp attacks and smashing down on the emperor's head, those fireballs, wind blades. Without slashing the Xuan Ice Blade and the others, there were huge thigh-thick thunderbolts on the top of his head, which roared in bursts. It smashed into his head at an unimaginable speed.

"Spider!".

Emperor Shakti's eyes swept away the group of monks who were blocking in front of him, and his footsteps did not stop because of this, and he still took a heavy step forward, and the momentum on his body was like a tide, under the traction of the momentum. A gust of wind "boom." rolled up beside him, and stepped out in one step, as if the majestic momentum of Mount Tai was pressed down.

I don't know when my right hand has landed on the slender hilt of the tiger's sword, and the moment my hand rests on the hilt, the momentum emanating from my body is exuding. Suddenly, like a tidal wave, all of them poured into the tiger's spirit. In an instant, it completely entered the knife, and no momentum was revealed. Shakti was like an ordinary person at the moment, but when he looked closely, there was a chilling fear.

"Kill!".

Qiang!!

A crisp unsheath sound that could not be concealed even in countless tears suddenly sounded, and behind the emperor, golden light burst out like the sun, and with a twist of the wrist, the tiger spirit came out of the sheath. The golden blade glows like running water. The pitch-black Soul Eater Orb between the blade and the hilt of the knife was glowing with a strange black light.

With the help of the momentum of stepping forward, Tiger Spirit waved "Horizontal Slash!"

The golden sword light burst out, and with a swing, it directly pulled out a golden afterimage around him. A terrifying knife circle was formed around him, this one, gathered all the momentum of his body, in the knife, with an awe-inspiring domineering, although there was no demon yuan infusion, but the tip of the tiger spirit knife was forced out inch by inch.

The sharp, lightning-fast speed of the tiger itself. Condensing almost seventy percent of the strength of the whole body, this knife, even without the demon element in it, still has immeasurable terrifying power.

The sword light flashed, and all kinds of spell attacks, fireballs, and smashes were smashed all around. The wind blade was split, and the roaring fire crow was slain,

Countless sword shadows were connected into a piece, covering the whole body, attacking, without any dead ends, on the top of the head, in front of the body, in an instant, countless sword lights burst out, and the attacks in the sky were all shattered in an instant.

Break ten thousand laws with one sword!!

"Smack!".

How sharp the tiger spirit is, its quality can be said to be difficult to find in the divine soldiers, even if there is no demon element, with its own sharpness, it can cut off the magic weapon of the same grade. Divine soldiers, even if they don't have the skills, can still kill. With a single sword, he broke through all the laws, and Shakti took a step forward with his eyes fixed on the group of monks who were attacking him. The tiger spirit in his hand moves with him. Drag the knife and slash!!

"Poof!!"

After a large number of creatures poured into the ancient bridge. The space was originally stepped forward, and with the tiger spirit, the net was slashed on the body of a monk at the front. The tiger is from the bottom up, dragging the knife and slashing. Fall on him. Hearing the sound of a knife entering flesh and blood, the immortal cultivator was slashed diagonally.

The blood flashed at a glance, but it did not fall on the ancient bridge, but was swallowed into the knife by the tiger spirit in an instant. Drain one of their blood. Even the spirits were swallowed into the sword.

"Kill!!"

With a knife to the blood, Emperor Shakti's subordinates were even more merciless. In every inch of flesh and blood in his body, there was a surging force rolling, wielding the tiger's spirit, as if there was no trace of weight.

Chopping, chopping, horizontal, dragging, sweeping, all kinds of knife skills are shown under his hands like flowing water, if you look closely, you can find that by now, his knife skills have reached another realm, waving up, like antelope hanging horns. It is natural, there is no trace of axe carving, it is difficult to find traces, often the front is still chopped, and then there is no sign of oblique chopping. All kinds of knife intent, pinched at will in my heart.

It can be said that the knife technique has been completed. Further onwards. It's the realm of combat skills!!

"Quick, quick, stop him, use magic weapons, smash with yin thunder. Can't let him rush over. "The handsome monk saw that Emperor Shakti could easily break through the ten thousand laws with one sword. Moreover, with a wave of his hand, he killed a cultivator of his own side, and felt the awe-inspiring murderous aura emanating from him, and his face suddenly changed. Hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Boom, boom!!"

One after another, the yin thunder smashed out.

However, the sword light flashed in mid-air, and the golden sword light of the tiger spirit slashed like lightning, and it actually broke away the Yin Thunder in an impossible posture. Another swing of the knife, "Click." With a bang, another monk was split in half. A life ends under a knife.

Blood, killing, it's that simple one