The fishy wind is gusting, and the eyes are full of red clouds.

The Thousand-Faced Demon King used self-harm to cast a vicious blood seal** and sealed Dongfang Dragon into an independent blood-red space.

Because the Thousand-Faced Demon King is controlled by this space, it can be called invincible here, and Dongfang Long is facing the danger of his body being corroded!

"We must not go on like this!" Dongfang Long secretly gritted his teeth, and even tried several methods, but he did not succeed in extricating himself.

The clothes worn by Dongfang Long were all corroded and clean, they were really clean and slippery! Scars had begun to appear on his body, and they were constantly expanding.

"Oh no!" Dongfang Long felt a chill between his legs, and a bad thought came to his mind, "Don't hurt my baby, I don't want to be a eunuch!"

Boom!

Dongfang Long used his divine sense to communicate with the Sky Devouring Ring, summoned the Nine Heavens Fulong Ding, and then controlled the lid to open, used all the spiritual power of his body, and jumped into the Nine Heavens Fulong Ding, and the lid was quickly closed.

took out the Nine Heavens Fulong Ding, went to Dongfang Long to jump in, closed the lid of the Ding, and it only took less than a second before and after.

"Ugh!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon King was dumbfounded all of a sudden, looking at the huge divine tripod in front of him, and he was a little at a loss.

Dongfang Long was in Fulong Ding, isolating the space of the outside world, and after three and two clicks, he lifted the shackles on his body, took out a new set of casual clothes from the Sky Devouring Ring, and wore it on his body. If there are beautiful women outside, it's still okay, but when he thinks about being looked down on by a bad old man, Dongfang Long is very aggrieved in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Dongfang Long had a way, he placed a few handprints in Fu Long Ding, withdrew the spiritual power that sealed Fu Long Ding's breath, and urged the spiritual power, causing Fu Long Ding's powerful aura to be released violently.

Airplanes!

"Ahh

A ripple visible to the naked eye suddenly rushed out, and the Thousand-Faced Demon King, who was carefully observing the surroundings of the Great Ding, was about to break the Ding and take people, and was unexpectedly swept away by this huge shock wave, sprinkling a rain of blood on the ground.

"Sample, don't think that I can't do anything about you, master!" Dongfang Long jumped out of Ding, sat on it, looked at a black spot in the distance, and reached out to slap it heavily on Ding's body.

Boom!

An even more powerful shockwave swept out, ruthlessly tearing through the blood-colored space, and pieces of space debris were swept into nothingness, and the moonlight outside shone in.

Dongfang Long waved his hand, put away the Nine Heavens Fulong Ding, summoned the Divine Spear, and flew into the air, chasing the Thousand-Faced Demon King who was fleeing.

The Thousand-Faced Demon King was already frightened at this time, and he flew into the air without looking back, and began to run away after choosing a direction.

Dongfang Long suffered a late start, but he used his divine sense to lock on to the Thousand-Faced Demon King from afar, and unleashed the Divine Footwork, chasing after him, and constantly closing the distance.

The people below who were originally watching the battle had already broken out in a cold sweat at this time, Dongfang Long was first wrapped in a cloud of blood mist, but after a while, a huge coercion as if it was the arrival of the Nine Heavens God came out from the blood mist, and then he saw that the blood mist broke, and the Thousand-Faced Demon King was thrown into the air like a ball.

The bones of everyone who were oppressed by this huge coercion were creaking, and it seemed that when they were about to turn into pulp, the coercion suddenly disappeared, but Dongfang Long stepped on a black spear, flew into the air, and chased the Thousand-Faced Demon King away.

These monks let out a long sigh of relief, and after greeting each other, they said goodbye to Shui Yunhan and rushed back to their sect.

Shui Yunhan looked at Xue Hanxiang thoughtfully, and found that Xue Hanxiang was looking at the uninhabited sky with an obsessive face, like a statue.

"Alas!" Shui Yunhan turned around and left helplessly, without disturbing Xue Hanxiang.

"Will you ever come back, will I ever see you again in this life?" Xue Hanxiang muttered to herself, and the faint sound was gently blown away by the night breeze and spread into the distance

"Today you just escaped to the sky, and I want to pull you back!" Dongfang Long continued to increase his spiritual power, and the blade of the Divine Spear emitted a faint blue light, as deep as the sea.

"Hey!"

Dongfang Long stomped his foot violently, the blade of the shocking spear flashed, and a faint blue light shot out from the tip of the spear, silently shooting towards the Thousand-Faced Demon King who was desperately fleeing in front.

Laugh at!

The Thousand-Faced Demon King suddenly felt a pain in his thigh, his body trembled, and he almost fell from the air, and when he looked down, he saw that one thigh was quickly wrapped in a blue ice armor, and he had lost consciousness.

"What is this?" The Thousand-Faced Demon King stretched out his hand and patted the ice armor, and a cold breath burrowed into it along the meridians of his palm.

Just when the Thousand-Faced Demon King was in a hurry, Dongfang Long had already caught up, and without saying a word, the spear was picked up as a big stick and smashed into the head of the Thousand-Faced Demon King.

"Little cub, you actually have a yin hand!" "The Thousand-Faced Demon King was busy dragging a stump leg, barely flashing aside.

Dongfang Long bullied the Thousand-Faced Demon King's legs and feet, and with a wave of the spear, his body rotated, driving the shocking spear to sweep over.

The Thousand-Faced Demon King hurriedly cast a jack pendant, his body sank down suddenly, and with a swipe of the shocking spear, it swept over his scalp, and a large piece of hair was shaved off.

On the ground was the edge of the Forest of the Dead, a relatively flat wasteland, and the Thousand-Faced Demon King fell to the ground, and he didn't have time to cast a spell attack, so he had to summon a dry bone claw, threw it into the sky, and grabbed the lower abdomen of the Eastern Dragon.

The Oriental Dragon was a little frightened, and the blue blade of the spear glowed with a wave of brilliance, freezing the dry bone claws at once, and then turning into a little ice flower and disappearing with the wind.

"My magic weapon!" "The Thousand-Faced Demon King wanted to cry without tears, and one of his favorite magic weapons was destroyed like this, and the shocking murderous aura from the Divine Spear made the Thousand-Faced Demon King unable to resist at all.

"Wanbao, you little brute, you really don't regret dying! It's really bad luck to provoke such a difficult lord for me!"

Dragging his frozen thighs, the Thousand-Faced Demon King hugged his head and ran away, hoping to escape and never provoke Dongfang Long again.

However, the wish was quickly shattered by reality, and Dongfang Long stretched out his hand and shook it: "Want to run?"

Rumble!

The ice armor that wrapped the thighs of the Thousand-Faced Demon King exploded all at once, and one thigh disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Thump!

The Thousand-Faced Demon King didn't pay attention, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

Saying it makes people laugh off their big teeth, and cultivators in the out-of-body period will actually fall, even if they don't have legs, they won't fall to the ground.

But the sad Thousand-Faced Demon King was first injured by the Dongfang Dragon, then by the Nine Heavens Fulong Ding, and then by the cold air that froze thousands of miles of the Divine Spear invaded his body, and that poor spiritual power was not enough to suppress the injury, so he fell to the ground in a posture of snatching.

Dongfang Long carried the Divine Spear and walked over step by step, and the powerful power pressed up like a storm.

"You" The Thousand-Faced Demon King struggled and turned over, wanting to beg Dongfang Long for mercy.

Poof!

The cold tip of the spear stabbed into the chest of the Thousand-Faced Demon King at once, revealing a long tip from the back.

The Thousand-Faced Demon King only said one word, and he was pierced by the Dongfang Dragon, his pupils slowly dilated, and his body was gradually covered with a layer of dark blue ice armor.

This was the first time that Dongfang Long had used the special function of the Divine Spear Blade, because he was afraid that the Thousand Faced Demon King was using some trick to escape. Let such a dangerous demon cultivator escape, I'm afraid I have to sleep with one eye open, and I have to always be on guard if the Thousand-Faced Demon King will transform into someone around him and suddenly attack.

The Thousand-Faced Demon King first wanted to abandon his physical body, sink his divine consciousness into the Yuan Infant, and then control the Yuan Infant to escape, and then find an opportunity to take away and be reborn.

However, what the Thousand Faced Demon King didn't expect was that Dongfang Long actually froze his entire body, and the Yuan Ying of the Dantian didn't have time to escape, so he was frozen in.

The consciousness dissipated little by little, and the Thousand-Faced Demon King, a figure who had crisscrossed the Undead Mountain Range for thousands of years and had been very feared by both the good and evil forces, finally came to the end of his life.

Click!

Dongfang Dragon drew a terrifying spear, and at the same time shattered the body of the Thousand-Faced Demon King. A silver object on the ground caught the attention of the Eastern Dragon.

Leaning over to pick it up, it turned out to be the storage ring of the Thousand-Faced Demon King.

Dongfang Dragon's Divine Sense easily shattered the Thousand-Faced Demon King's Divine Sense Imprint and entered the storage ring.

It's just a storage ring the size of a room, and there are a few magic weapons used by demon cultivators in it, as well as some gold and silver items, and there is actually an elixir in a jade bottle, which is the barrier-breaking pill refined by Dongfang Dragon.

Presumably, this Thousand-Faced Demon King took the opportunity to take out medicinal materials and let Dongfang Long refine them. In a few large boxes in the corner, Dongfang Long really found a large number of precious medicinal materials.

An inconspicuous small sandalwood box attracted the attention of Dongfang Long, and as soon as his mind moved, this box appeared in Dongfang Long's hand.

When opened, it was just a simple jade slip. Dongfang Long was overjoyed, "The reason why the Thousand-Faced Demon King is called a Thousand Faces must be the magic effect of this **." ”

Taking out the jade slip, the Dongfang Dragon Divine Sense swept away, and all the information about the jade slip was imprinted in his mind. "Phantom Technique!" These three big words shone brightly, highlighting the difference between **.

"It's really a good thing!It's just ruined by the Thousand-Faced Demon King!" After reading **, Dongfang Long sighed, then jumped onto the Amazing Spear, applied stealth techniques, and flew towards Wutong City.

As for Li Ming, Dongfang Long can be completely assured, after this battle, in the Undead Mountain Range, it is estimated that there are no more people who dare to calculate Li Ming. After all, no one dares to offend the only alchemy master, the tragic fate of the Thousand-Faced Demon King, but everyone can see it!

After returning home, Dongfang Long immediately entered Sanssouci Palace.

"Hello palace master!"

Two hundred orphans stood respectfully in five rows, bowed to the Dongfang Dragon together, and greeted loudly.

"What's going on, when did I become the palace master?" Dongfang Long was a little confused.

"Hehe!" Wen Zhibin walked out from behind and bowed respectfully, "Disciple Wen Zhibin of Sanssouci Palace, meet the palace master!"

"Okay, you well-dressed beast, which one is this singing!" Dongfang Long stopped Wen Zhibin and asked loudly.

"I think we will ascend in the future after all, and the customs that have been handed down since ancient times are not easy to change at once," Wen Zhibin explained carefully, he knew that this was a sect founded by Dongfang Long.

"I'm talking about Sanssouci Palace, a sect of cultivators, what kind of academy is it, you think this is a university!" Li Ruoyi walked out of the main hall and saw Dongfang Long asking Wen Zhibin, so he said from afar.