He raised his eyes to look around the periphery, only to see that his nine demons, in addition to the one that was killed by Chen Zhi, the other eight didn't know when they were dragged out of the void by Chen Zhi's Qili Yuanchen White Bone Demon, the Qili Demon was already fierce at this time, and he spit light and suppressed the eight sub-demons to retreat, and what surprised him even more was that among the Qili Yuanchen Demons, I don't know when a pale-faced middle-aged man appeared, holding a spear entwined with electric light, piercing his two Jiuzi Demons' bodies at once.

Seeing that the Nine Demons who had been carefully cultivated by themselves were too busy to take care of themselves, they were pressed back by the other party. The old man immediately understood that there was no hope for reinforcements. After looking at it like this, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body. Reaching out to his waist, he was about to pull out something again.

But Chen Zhi, who was outside the Eight Desolation Sword Array, saw his actions clearly, how could he let him take action, and immediately took out a small jade bottle, poured a drop of ten thousand years of spiritual milk into his mouth, and after no longer speaking, his palm condensed, and the flying spell seal sped up more than ten times, and he recited the magic trick in his mouth, and immediately urged all the mana.

Like a divine sword out of the sheath, another polar golden light swept towards the old Dao, and then, there were countless sword lights flashing out, reflecting the surrounding brightness, the sword light around the old man shuttled back and forth, the golden wire was vertical and horizontal, and the bright golden wire of the Dao Dao in the sword light seemed to send out a powerful suction, and the killing Gengjin Qi between heaven and earth gathered into the sword array endlessly.

Chen Zhi didn't know when, and quietly laid out this set of Eight Desolation Sword Formations.

There was a soft sound of "dang". After a golden wire flashed, a shield-shaped magic weapon that the old man had just sacrificed was cut into seven or eight pieces by the golden wire emitted by the sword array, and with a "bang", it fell to the dust.

The old man was furious, and took out a jade ruler, the ruler was fluorescent, the characters flashed, it seemed quite extraordinary, the old man immediately waved the ruler, and several silver rulers shot out, shooting straight towards Chen Zhi's location.

As a result, dozens of gold wires appeared at the same time and flashed several times. In an instant, the ruler was cut into countless pieces. also turned into a little spiritual light and disappeared without a trace.

The old man was stunned. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a long howl from the sky, his voice was subdued, and an invisible wave of qi surged out. It shook the sky nearby. Boom and boom.

Not long after this roar was issued, a blinding light flew down from a distance, and the speed was unusually fast.

Chen Zhi's expression moved, his sleeves shook, and an awl with an arcing surface and a hammer wrapped in flames appeared there at the same time, "Dang!" With a sound of "Dang!", the backfire hammer immediately turned into a ball of flames. Hit the thundercone hard!

A slender silver arc burst out!

After a thunderclap, countless thick arcs and rolling fireballs shot out from the thunder cone and backfire hammer, and after a tumble, it turned into a huge silver electric Jiao dozens of zhang long, and the fire light on its body was entangled, and it swooped down on the two flying figures.

"Xuantian Spirit Treasure!"

As soon as he felt the terrifying spiritual power contained in the body of this electric fire jiao, an angry voice suddenly came out from the two rays of light, and he actually called out the origin of the thunder cone and the backfire hammer.

The two rays of light that were originally rushing towards him in a hurry shook their figures, avoided the entanglement of the electric fire Jiao, and disappeared. But the Thundercone and the Backfire Hammer struck another blow, and the arc fireballs in the sky rolled down, enveloping half of the sky at once.

Chen Zhi let out a low roar in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to point at the two magic weapons.

The electric fire suddenly flew up, and a thunderclap sounded, and it suddenly burst open.

In the air, two figures had just been forced by the thunder and fireballs in the sky to stagger, and immediately two silver giant nets were wrapped in the thunder and fire in the sky, covering them in one fell swoop.

These two monks, one of them was wearing earthy yellow armor that glittered at first sight, and the other was wrapped around a blue chain of light that was not ordinary at first glance, but as soon as they were wrapped in a thunder net, they were immediately wiped out with magic weapons.

When the old man saw this, his face became more and more pale. The two supporting monks were his two personal disciples, but they had always been treated as sons and nephews, but they didn't expect to end up like this because they wanted to rescue him.

The old man's face was pale, and after gritting his teeth, he suddenly slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a red blood knife with a thick bloody aura appeared in his hand. The knife was blood-red and crystal red, radiating a dazzling blood light. And in this sword body, there is still a faint trace of black qi wandering in it, which is even more weird.

As soon as this knife appeared, it buzzed on its own without waiting for the old man to urge it, and a bloody breath suddenly filled the entire sky.

The old man held the knife, and a trace of hesitation flashed on his face, but when he saw that those sword lights had gradually approached, even the murderous aura inside was clearly felt. Let the last trace of hesitation in his heart be shattered. In the end, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed on the blood knife, and he pinched the magic of both hands. The bloody knife immediately turned red and demonic, and the bloody breath was even more disgusting.

"Magic Weapon!"

Chen Zhi saw the strange magic weapon in the other party's hand that exuded a completely different aura from the ordinary magic weapon, and his eyes shrank!

Magic weapons, no one can tell their origins, only know that they not only can't be included in the body like ordinary magic weapons, but also can't be refined like ordinary magic weapons to recognize the master, almost anyone who gets a magic weapon can exert amazing power.

However, when using magic weapons, in addition to using a large amount of essence and blood vitality, we must always beware of the backlash of demonic energy in magic weapons.

Because after using the magic weapon, according to the length of time, the true element in the body will be contaminated with a trace of demonic nature, if the accumulation of demonic nature is too much, there will be a demonic energy back, so that the owner of the magic weapon who lost his mind will eventually demonize and dance wildly and die.

This type of treasure, all known as magic weapons, is extremely powerful, but after being used, there are endless troubles, so that countless monks love and hate them.

"Hmph, boy, since you recognize this magic knife in the old man's hand, you should take the sword formation and let the old man out, otherwise, the old man will destroy these sword formation magic weapons of yours in a while, and let your cultivation be a big loss! Even if the old man dies, you can't please it!" The old man was ruthless, gritting his teeth and threatening.

"Hmph!" Chen Zhi didn't care about the old man's threat at all. As soon as his eyes closed, those sword lights were still the same as they began, rolling towards the middle, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Seeing this, the old man finally roared, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose. The face was extremely terrifying, and after a loud roar, he sacrificed the bloody knife!

After a flash of blood, the blood knife instantly swelled, turning into a blood-colored big knife six or seven feet long, the blood-colored runes on the surface loomed, and a lifelike grimace loomed on the knife surface, looking sharp and abnormal.

The blood-colored broadsword flicked lightly and slashed into the void.

A burst of ghost crying wolf howl with a thick bloody aura of blood light rolled up a large area of yin wind, and a layer of gloomy black light covered the places within a few feet. Huge and incomparable killing intent gathered from all directions. Turning into a huge black sword, it slashed down in one direction, and the ground within a radius of ten zhang with a huge roar trembled, and the end was incomparably powerful, and the momentum was incomparable.

This seemingly indestructible sword is really extraordinary, and after cutting dozens of gold wires in a row, it shot out more than ten zhang away, and the gold wires that emerged in the distance were densely packed. The gold threads shuttling back and forth intertwined into a huge web of light, enveloping the blood knife in it. The sword light on the net was swallowed, and the sound of the sky-breaking sword qi was faintly loud, and the momentum was grand, judging from the scene alone, it seemed that it was not as good as this magic weapon blood knife, but the blood knife had just broken a few feet later. The sword light collapsed under the joint strangulation of the golden thread.

The old man's face finally changed greatly. There was no more blood on his face.

Under the traction of Chen Zhiqi, he didn't give the old man any chance, the sword array rose violently, and then collapsed rapidly, the light network intertwined by the sword array scattered, and ten thousand golden lights jumped out,

As a result, the old man didn't even say a word this time, and his body was cut into countless pieces by the sword lights. The original god also had no chance to escape, and directly dissolved under the golden wire.

Manpower will eventually be exhausted, and the power of heaven and earth is infinite, although the power of magic weapons is incomparable, but the sword array is the way of the formation, borrowing the power of the sky, doing what has been done, the power is not a single can be compared.

At the same time that Chen Zhigang used the Eight Desolation Sword Array to strangle an old man who was carrying the Nine Sons Demon and the Demon Weapon, in the distance, a hundred zhang clouds suddenly let out a scream, and a figure wearing a Taoist robe fell straight down from the clouds. Then a woman's coquettish voice rang out, and a petite green figure shot out from the clouds. Straight into the distance and fleeing like a fly.

Soon after, the woman's body trembled, and there was no trace of her.

And the warbands in several other places, the same thing happened at the same time, and the few Middle-earth monks who had no opponent were still a little stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

At this time, in the tent where the Turkic Array was originally located, several astonishing spiritual waves suddenly rose.

Chen Zhi looked up in shock, only to see that in the direction of the camp of the Turkic army, there was a faint red light lit up, and a red glow like a burning cloud spread all over the sky in the distance, and quickly rolled towards this side, dozens of huge fireballs like the scorching sun in the red glow were forming and condensing.

Chen Zhi's heart was slightly touched, he only felt that there was something subtle, but he couldn't say it for a while, after his eyes swept into the Turkic camp below, he only saw nearly a hundred Turkic monks each holding a black flag, forming a mysterious formation below, and shaking at the same time, under the shaking of these black flags together, the dark clouds suddenly shook in the air, the dark clouds surged, the ghost qi was full of misery, the yin wind shouted, and the blood and qi rolled, straight through the nine clouds.