Feng Li opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of black water at him, then soared into the air and continued to entangle the gray hair. The speed of the black water was not slow, but He Yi was prepared and easily dodged it, so that a pig demon next to him suffered.

originally thought that he would have a fight with King Jiao, but He Yi was still enthusiastic, but he didn't expect that people just glanced at him and ignored him. No way, who made his breath weak?

In the melee, a large number of spell sword qi flew in all directions, and the battle array, which was originally very rhythmic, gradually began to lose shape under the impact of the demons. He took the time to take a look, and the most dazzling thing in the battlefield at this time was the white hero fighting the three demon kings alone. The three of them were all leaders with high cultivation, and with one punch and one sword, the power that escaped was enough to kill dozens or hundreds of minions around them.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, Bai Daxia has been rushing to the front before, and now that the scuffle is fighting, there are almost no Terran monks around him. Every time he made a move, he was a terrifying sword qi that was thousands of feet long, and the surrounding groups of small demons and big demons were suffering from the pond fish, and they all cried out in pain, and they rushed to the battle formation like a strangulation machine, fleeing from the dangerous strong battle group.

Although Bai Daxia has one enemy and three enemies, his cultivation has reached the peak of the gods, and his swordsmanship makes him superb, not declining at all, and even slightly superior. The Moon Fairy did not join them in the battle because she had to guard against the Shadow King's surprise attack. Compared to the Immortal Spherical Battle Array that was hastily formed, the Xuanhuo Sect's Liuhe Fire Formation was much more mature. Although the lethality is much inferior to that of nearly 10,000 people, the rhythm change between advance and retreat is extremely appropriate, and pieces of golden flames are gushing and flying, and I don't know how many big and small demon clans have been burned.

On the ground, the dead corpses were stacked one by one, whether it was the foundation building period or the Yuan infant stage, in this melee of tens of thousands of people, a few flying spells could hit someone's vital point and take his life.

In comparison, He Yi is much luckier. He is a loose man, he has no formation bonds, and he can dodge flexibly. And the physical body is strong, even if it is occasionally hit by the spell sword qi, it will not die directly. But Rao is like this, he has also been attacked several times, and the cloth on his body is torn, and he is very embarrassed.

The firewood knife is wielded, and the wind and fire knife sails are slashed one after another. His sword qi was slightly different from that of the Purple Mansion monks, and most of the sword qi was condensed by mana, and through various methods, it released powerful lethality through flying swords. And he doesn't have mana, and what he fights out can't be qi and blood power, but part of his comprehension of the true meaning of wind and fire, as well as his own strength. In terms of the range and distance of the attack, his sword qi was far inferior to the sword qi, but in terms of close-range killing, it was much better.

One after another sword qi carried scorching waves of qi and majestic power, and the little demon was directly swept away and scorched, and even the big demon collided, and he had to be cautious to avoid it. His cultivation in the early stage of Dongxuan, in this melee, was almost no worse than the immortal cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period, and he was even a few points stronger in terms of self-preservation.

However, he also has a big drawback, that is, he has no magic weapon.

Whenever a knife was slashed and punched, but he was blocked by the talisman weapon released by the big demon, he couldn't help but want to curse.

In the melee, fancy moves and powerful spells that require charging are useless, and everyone tries to kill or protect themselves as quickly and efficiently as possible.

He Yi kicked the corpse of the snake demon on the ground, flew into the sky, and faced the gray wolf demon that was shot down.

In the muffled sound, the ninefold dark energy erupted at the same time, and the eyes of the big demon who had not had time to fly again widened, and his internal organs had already broken into a ball, and he died on the spot.

He had just killed a big demon, and before he could rejoice, a huge force suddenly collided from the side and knocked him flying. When I looked down, my clothes were torn open on the side of my waist, and a wisp of blood flowed from a hole that had been stabbed by a sharp cone.

"Wow, give my brother back!!"

A half-human, half-beast, one-horned demon roared towards him, apparently the one that had delivered the previous blow.

Seeing him coming, He Yi's eyes narrowed, and the firewood knife in his hand had already accumulated great strength.

"Death!"

The rhinoceros roared, silencing the noise around it. The blue light on his body flickered, and a horn like a substance broke out, magnified a hundred times, and spun towards He Yi.

The latter does not dodge or dodge, the sixth style of wind and fire knife and sail: once gone, it will not return, and it will be cut out blatantly!

A female cultivator in her twenties fell from the sky, and it happened that she landed between the two, and the fierce sword qi and the natal spell of the rhinoceros spirit collided on her, and she was wrenched into a rain of blood in an instant!

He Yi frowned when he saw this, kicked the three little demons that flew in, and turned around with another knife qi.

The rhinoceros spirit had just become a big demon, relying on the hard characteristics of the horn to sneak attack and hurt him, and at this moment he cast a natal spell, and immediately weakened, and he was powerless to fight back under the sinking of his sword and clouds, and was knocked out with a miserable scream.

When he was still in the air, his epidermis was scorched by the scorching clouds of the volcanic eruption, and then a flying sword flew from nowhere through his chest, and he swallowed with a face full of unwillingness.

Counting the rhinoceros spirit, this is already the sixth great demon to die at his hands! This kind of record is also the top among all the Yuan Infant Cultivators!

Killing the rhinoceros essence, he flew up, fished over an old man who fell down, said a word of caution, and raised his knife to break the skull of a cat demon next to him.

The breath of blood permeated the entire battlefield, and as the battle unfolded, the battle array composed of nearly 10,000 monks began to crumble under the impact of the demon group that was not afraid of death again and again. The originally neat team, after the death of some people, began to be difficult to take care of, and dangers were frequent.

He Yi took the time to take a look and found that the two brothers and sisters of the Lu family were already stained with blood, and Lu Lingzhao had a long scratch on his left leg, directly exposing the white bones. is still alive, it is their luck that is good, but after a long time of scuffle, I am afraid that they will still be unable to escape death.

He Yi saw him, and he also turned back with some feeling. Opening his mouth, Lu Lingzhao seemed to say something, but the distance was too far, and the surroundings were too noisy, he couldn't hear it at all.

The red light slashed, and a bee demon's tail needle pierced Lu Lingzhao's abdomen, and he opened his mouth and fell down in horror.

Lu Lingyan next to him looked incredulous, shouted a word, directly broke away from the formation, and fell down to grab his brother's body. At that moment, an ice pick flew and hit her on the back, and blood splattered out.

He Yi sighed in his heart, kicked away the few little demons that were entangled, and hurried towards them.

After all, he knew each other once, and he felt uncomfortable watching them die.

Two hundred zhang away, with his speed, can be reached quickly. But in between, he encountered four blockades, and it took a few breaths. In just a few breaths, there was already a blood mark on Lu Lingyan's white and tender face, and his calf was also injured by a blunt object, and his delicate skin turned into a shocking mass of flesh and blood.

The look of grief appeared in the eyes of the brother and sister. He Yi arrived at this time.

Raising his knife to slash an attacking demon, he grabbed the two of them in one hand and quickly flew down.

"Brother He......"

Lu Lingyan opened his mouth, and his guilt was overflowing.

He Yi didn't reply, and before the pile of corpses that fell to the ground, he slashed down.

The empty wave of sword qi flew and pushed away a large number of corpses. He threw them down to the bottom, slashed two little demons, and threw them on top of them.

After a few breaths, he killed and threw over, and the corpse of the demon clan that he deliberately kicked completely covered the two of them and disappeared from the demon clan's field of vision.

On this battlefield, no place is absolutely safe, and this is the only thing he can do.

After settling the two of them, he no longer fights around, but stays where he is, fights when a demon attacks, and rests if he doesn't.

After killing hundreds of big demons and small demons, he is worthy of his identity as a human race, and if he continues to fight, in case he runs out of strength and is accidentally killed, it will be too cost-effective.

Unconsciously, the battle had been fought for half an hour, and within dozens of miles of the coast of Meiyue Bay, the corpses of the human race or the demon race could be seen everywhere. The huge cactus ball battle array in the sky had turned into a broken "briquette", and after losing many members, this battle array had completely lost its original edge. Even the Liuhe Separation Fire Array at the Xuanhuo Sect was torn apart at this moment under the impact of dozens of big demons, but fortunately, the Singing Moon Fairy was in danger, and after killing a few big demons, the two parts of the people who were scattered formed two smaller Liuhe Separation Fire Arrays. Despite this, the disciples of the Xuanhuo Sect had already died more than a hundred, and their power had weakened a lot. Under the siege of a large number of demon clans, it began to become unstable.

At this time, the only thing that the Terran side still has an advantage is the master battle circle. Bai Daxia fought the Jiao King, the Eight Kings and the Turtle King alone, although he was a little overwhelmed by the Turtle King's strong defense, but he also forced the three demon kings to keep retreating, and he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

The Eight Kings Shui Zhizi turned into his own body, an eight-clawed octopus as big as a hundred feet, trying to trap Bai Daxia. As a result, the trapped person failed, but was cut off by the broken sword in the hand of Bai Daxia, and he was severely injured.

The battle situation was stalemate, and the victorious scales began to lean towards the side of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect under the gap in numbers.

At this moment, one more person suddenly appeared in the pile of corpses on the ground. The man was covered in a black cloth and could not see his face. He moved and flew towards the battle formation of thousands of monks. A person is almost imperceptible on this battlefield, but the next moment he makes a move, almost everyone is shocked!

A black curtain suddenly appeared in the center of the battle array!

The next moment someone noticed it, the black curtain had already turned into a huge skull shape, enveloping thousands of immortal cultivators.

"Ahh

"What the hell is this!"

"Help!"

"Don't come here!"

The terrible screams instantly spread throughout the battlefield, and the people who were still on the periphery of the battle formation looked back and immediately turned pale with fright.

The black skull was made up of the faces of countless ghosts!

On the top of the skull's forehead, a black flag half a foot high whistled in the wind, a small flag, but dominated millions of souls!

That's the Soul Flag!