Everyone was slightly stunned, what is a demon?

Yang Zhao couldn't help but ask: "I have seen countless demons in this Tower of Babel, but I have never seen any demons stronger than you, what kind of demon are you?"

The black smoke calmly responded: "Visitors from outside the sky have become demons in their hearts." ”

The very simple eight words made Yang Zhao silent for a long time, and he asked in a complicated way, "Outside the Heavens?"

The black smoke could not be seen, but the eyes were very resolute, and the black light emitted from the eyes shot outward, even making the entire corridor dark.

But Yang Zhao sighed a little, no wonder he couldn't figure it out, sure enough, this Babel Tower connected to the outer world.

And die, or give way...... When a cultivator says this kind of thing, he will appear very strong and confident, but the Outer Heaven Demon will not say this kind of thing, it will not say anything, and will directly let the other party die, even if the other party is a Chaotic Star Immortal, which can only prove that this inner demon has become very weak.

But the magic sound was great, and there was a black light that permeated everyone's minds, triggering the demonic desire in the sea of consciousness, and I saw a stream of blood flowing down from the corner of everyone's lips and scattering into the green bricks.

It's just that in an instant, everyone has already suffered a fierce blow, and they really deserve to be demons outside the sky!

Everyone didn't talk to the demon outside the sky again, and each of them drove the magic weapon to shoot out towards the black mist.

That day, the eyes of the demon in the outer heart were resolute, and suddenly his mouth opened, and he began to scream bitterly.

Ten thousand monsters also roared out at the same time as this scream, and an invisible barrier seemed to grow in the area of several feet in front of the bone elephant.

No matter how powerful the magic weapon of the people is, it is impossible to pass through that barrier. And it was already eroded by the black fog in mid-air.

Everyone's magic weapon was eroded by the black mist, everyone's mind was traumatized, there were wounds everywhere, the clothes were tattered and bleeding, and countless monsters were inspired by the scream, and flew to everyone's body along the magic mist, desperately rushing towards those wounds, although they had just touched the light, they were purified by the righteousness contained in it, but there were still a lot of monsters rushing out. And accumulate more and more. The edges of the light faded black.

At this time, the bone elephant that was dozens of feet tall and had a huge head also rushed over, and Yang Zhao landed on top of its head, as if it had landed in an extremely spacious mansion. It makes his figure so small.

Yang Zhao walked towards the elephant's back. It's getting closer and closer to the outer demons of that day.

The bone elephant howled angrily. The trunk burst into light and whipped at him like a whip.

Yang Zhao was right at first, there were no bones in the trunk. Even an elephant outside the sky has no bones, and the reason why this elephant has a long nose composed of white bones is because it has its own demons, and it is still unforgettable before its death, so it picked countless broken bones outside the sky and made a nose by itself.

The broken white bones in the trunk of the elephant are all human bones. The bone elephant has been listening to the magic sound in the sky for countless thousands of years, and he has already refined these bones into his magic weapon, and the magic power is boundless, so he was able to bind Yang Zhao so lightly before, even if he was in the realm of Jindan, he couldn't break free.

In the angry howl, the bone nose was like a white shadow. Pumped to Sangsang, its momentum is as powerful as thunder, the light is shaking and turbulent, once it is drawn, it will be a tragic end of death and soul.

There were countless monsters around, and I don't know how many companions were killed by the nose of this skull elephant, and when they saw this scene, they instinctively feared and didn't dare to continue looking.

Everyone didn't look at it, and Yang Zhao didn't seem to know that the bone elephant under him was attacking him, and he didn't know that the elephant trunk made of human bones was about to fall on his body, so he continued to move forward expressionlessly.

He took a step forward, and the elephant's trunk was trampled under his feet! This step seems simple, but in fact, it is indescribable, and the bone elephant is like stretching its trunk there, waiting for him to step on it!

A terrible howl resounded through the corridor!

The bone elephant was in pain, shaking its head desperately, using all the strength of his body, and finally pulled his nose out of the soles of Yang Zhao's feet, half of the bone nose was broken, and the white bones flew around!

Yang Zhao flew over the bone elephant, stepped on the treasure mirror and came to the body of the outer demon of the day, and reached out to hold the Void Sword.

The Outer Heaven Demon looked at him quietly, and the demonic mist around him suddenly became several times larger, enveloping the entire world of the corridor, and then falling towards the top of his head.

The corridor of light became dim and gloomy again, as if night was coming, and countless sharp and ugly screams sounded in the night, and countless monsters were roaring angrily!

A monster represents the distraction of the demons outside the sky, and these countless monsters represent the consciousness of countless distractions, as well as their unwillingness!

Yang Zhao was torn out of more wounds, and his eardrums were instantly ruptured, if he wasn't wearing that cloak and the five-color flag was erected above his head, it would be difficult for all evils to invade, otherwise he would inevitably be torn to pieces by these whistlings.

The real terrifying injury was not in his body or in his heart, his heart suddenly beat faster, like a torrential rain, beating a thousand times per breath, and it could burst at any time!

Yang Zhao's consciousness was very clear, very painful, very afraid, and the instinct to survive made him very much want to leave the front of this black smoke, and wanted to stay away from the demons outside the sky and return to the crowd again, but he couldn't do it.

As if he had lost consciousness, he began to ignore what kind of damage his body was suffering, and he didn't seem to care that this body might be destroyed at any time, and his eyes were still cold and calm.

And that day, the demon in the outer heart closed his eyes and shouted at the monsters behind him: "It's noisy!"

The shouts were like thunder, echoing in the dark corridor, suppressing the magic sounds of countless monsters' chantings, and the bone elephant was also shattered instantly, and the scene became quiet in an instant.

But after a few moments, the monsters came to their senses and screamed with rage.

Countless subtle cracking sounds suddenly sounded in the black mist, crackling, and countless monsters were shocked into extremely fine bone powder, turning into a wisp of black smoke, and it was impossible to make any sound again!

These monsters are shattered by their own screams!

The Heavenly Demon said that these monsters were noisy to death, since they dared to be disobedient and continue to quarrel like this, then they would die, this is the quarrel to death, this is the will of the Heavenly Demon!

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Yang Zhao laughed, ignoring the coercion of the Heavenly Demon. He continued to wield the Void Sword and slashed at the so-called Outer Demon.

With a bang, the blade cut through a layer of black mist on the Heavenly Demon's body, cut countless black lines, and cut the connection between the black mist and the Heavenly Demon, but only cut out a slight deep wound, and the black blood slowly oozed out and did not flow.

Yang Zhao didn't like it, so he frowned again.

He stretched out his left hand and came out with several prohibitions. Fell in front of the Heavenly Demon.

And those several prohibitions revolve around the Heavenly Demon. It seems that he wants to cut the heavenly demons, this is already an unpredictable magical method of heaven's will, but is this really Yang Zhao's performance?

Looking at the black blood on the Void Sword, Yang Zhao was a little disgusted. Those prohibitions were aimed at the body and mind of the Heavenly Demon. Even touched each other.

An aura spread around. Enveloping the Heavenly Demons, the black mist was already broken, drifting away from the void. But it didn't float away, as if there was an invisible barrier in its way.

He used the prohibition to aim at the eyebrows of the Outer Heart Demon, and the Outer Heart Demon failed to dodge that day.

The Heavenly Demon held the tip of the forbidden thread with his left hand.

Yang Zhao quietly looked at him in the prohibition, and a divine thought fell in the prohibition.

The eyes of the demon outside the sky were solemn, and he pronounced a magic sound.

Yang Zhao waved the Void Sword, and the sword intent left the sword.

The sword did not move.

The Heavenly Demon held those forbidden lines, and the black light in his left hand was sheng.

There was a wail from outside the demonic mist, and it slowly sank downward, and countless monsters were swallowed by this black light!

Between Yang Zhao and the Heavenly Demon, it was so quiet, as if the sword intent had not been emitted. In fact, the power of the sword intent has been fully released!

Yang Zhao put away the sword, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and sent it forward.

He turned his mind into a sword.

There was a soft "poof".

The center of the Heavenly Demon's eyebrows finally broke, and a drop of black blood oozed out, like a mole.

The mole formed by the condensation of black blood floated away from the center of the Heavenly Demon's eyebrows, drifting forward in the void very slowly, but giving people an unstoppable feeling, and finally landed on Yang Zhao's brow, and landed on the heart behind that heart.

Black blood reached his body, demonic thoughts attacked, Yang Zhao spurted out a mouthful of blood in pain, but he was still unmoved, holding the Void Sword in his hand, and continued to send it forward.

More black blood gushed out from the center of the demon's eyebrows that day, and the injury became more and more serious, and at the same time, the magic light in those black blood also made Yang Zhao more and more painful.

Who will die first?

The people did not know, and they did not dare to go forward again.

Xiaobai and Xuanyu wanted to go up to help, but they were stopped by Yang Zhao.

The Heavenly Demon looked at Yang Zhao, who was covered in blood, looked at the one outside his heart, and said with a dignified look in his eyes: "I will be happy to exchange your body for your death." ”

Yang Zhao's face was expressionless, and he took another step forward, and the Void Sword was one point deeper.

The Heavenly Demon could no longer maintain a calm and dignified expression, his eyes were full of horror, he roared angrily, his right hand scattered black light, and black mist slapped Yang Zhao's chest with one palm.

But Yang Zhaoli ignored it and continued to take a step forward, the Void Sword in his hand pierced deeply into the Heavenly Demon's eyebrows, and black demon blood splattered everywhere.

From the beginning, the magic power suddenly dispersed and disappeared!

Before he died, the Heavenly Demon's eyes were a little confused, because he couldn't understand why the person who controlled Yang Zhao already had an endless life, so why did he dare to gamble with himself?

He didn't know that the monks were originally gambling for their lives.

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Yang Zhao stood up, his expression a little confused, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

With a pop, the void was suddenly dripping.

The blood-stained corridor, the demonic fog is in the void, and naturally it is also in the blood.

The heavenly demon scattered lightly, as if with great joy, and then turned and walked into the depths of the sky, gradually disappearing.

Everyone looked at this scene, and suddenly felt very sad and happy, it seemed that it was as simple as that.

The fog dissipated, the magic sound gradually dissipated, the monsters began to disappear, and even the corridor began to collapse in an instant, it turned out that it was all fake.

Everyone looked back at the glimmer of light behind them, and it turned out that the light was also fake.

Looking at the main hall outside the long corridor, it turned out that the main hall was fake, and the gate behind it was also fake.

Looking overhead, his eyes fell on the top of the gray Tower of Babel through the transparent void.

This hall is fake, and so is the promenade.

What about the Tower of Babel? (To be continued......