This is almost the most swan song in Song Qing's life, once the golden pill is destroyed, then the cultivation will be completely lost. Everything has to start all over again, but now does he have a chance to start all over again after he fails?

The long sword turned into a meteor, with a bright afterimage, and rushed towards the old demon with an unstoppable and earth-destroying momentum. The old demon was taken aback in his heart, there was no reason why he was so powerful by relying on the pill to temporarily raise it to the Golden Pill Stage! There was a faint stinging pain between his eyebrows, and cold sweat was dripping behind his back, this was the reason why the sword was in danger of dying to himself would have such a reaction.

Roar, the old demon with dry bones hurriedly summoned the ancestral demon back.

Boom, the ghost head and the long sword collided, and the air wave rolled. Bang, the long sword actually stabbed through the ghost head, and the golden sword rushed towards the dry bone old demon unabated.

The old demon saw that the long sword was about to stab his body, and the ancestral demon flag he held in his right hand had already rolled up against the long sword.

Snort, the black mist kept corroding the golden light, consuming the true qi in the long sword.

And Song Qing, who was pale and drenched in cold sweat below, smiled coldly.

Bang, the golden light on the long sword shrank, and all of it was recycled into the golden pill in the sword's body. The old devil wondered, did he give up the attack? Is he desperate? Just when the old devil was puzzled, suddenly, the old devil's face changed, and he seemed to think of something.

It's just that it's obviously too late at this time, boom, an earth-shattering explosion, this explosion is more than dozens of times more powerful than the explosion that has just broken through the black fog barrier. It's just that Song Qing is controlled near the old demon, otherwise, I'm afraid that even other living people will be killed by the explosion.

The continuous explosion of the medium-grade magic weapon and the golden pill seemed to bloom in the sky with extremely gorgeous fireworks, which could be clearly seen within a radius of fifty miles. It's just the black spatial rifts that crack from time to time, but they can tell you how powerful this firework is.

When Pan Hao seized the faith of Rongjun, he also fought with the evil dragon and opened the spatial rift, but that space was the consciousness space, and the material space that was extremely stable in reality from time to time.

The slightest crack was like a lightning black snake that appeared, fleeting. The earth below shook the mountains, and the valleys shook. The rest of the tourists, Zhang Jun and others were already dumbfounded.

At some point, the black fog around him drifted away, and the surrounding barrier was opened. Everyone is at ease, this old devil is afraid that his bones will be blown away by that explosion! Everyone is rejoicing, Zhang Jun and their hearts are also very happy, the old devil must have died in a dead soul. Song Qing, who had already lost Jin Dan on one side, fell to the ground with a bang.

"Senior Brother Song, it's okay!" the three of them hurriedly ran over.

"It's okay!" Song Qing smiled bitterly. He has run out of energy, and now he is just an existence that is a little stronger than ordinary people, and his cultivation is exhausted.

"Let's go!" Song Qing said in a pale voice.

Pan Hao, who had been staying with everyone on the side, was staring closely at the other side of the mountain peak at this time, and suddenly he smiled with relief. It turned out that the old demon was not dead, and I don't know what means Lu Dao used to escape such a terrifying explosion.

Zhang Jun helped Song Qing and prepared to leave, and the tourists also hurriedly wanted to escape from this devil-like place, just as they were about to leave.

"Chatter!" a strange laugh sounded that made them feel horrified. This voice made them unforgettable for life, Zhang Jun's face turned pale, and he turned around to look at a figure slowly rising in the small mountain pass.

The Bone Devil's left hand vanished, and at the severed arm, a cloud of black mist repaired his wounds. It's just that he can't be reborn with a broken limb, and his clothes are in tatters, like an old beggar. It's just that everyone present has a feeling of despair, the old devil is not dead!

"Chatter, there is still a teleportation charm in the ancestor, otherwise you will really die in your hands!" The old devil with dry bones seemed to be laughing, but his gloomy gaze had been staring at Song Qing tightly. Looking at Song Qing coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man, he had already hated it in his heart.

Everyone's hearts have sunk to the bottom, and the old devil seems to be the victor after the worst. Scanning everyone with arrogant and cold eyes, he was the one who judged their life and death.

At this time, Pan Hao's heart was awe-inspiring, and sure enough, the monk's life-saving means should not be underestimated, especially the demon monk. The old devil was already victorious, and he held the flag in his right hand, and the black qi of the flag had become sparse. There were slight cracks in the flag, like years of worn cloth. Obviously, the explosion just now didn't kill him, but the damage to him was definitely not light.

With a wave of the old demon's hand, dozens of soldiers were bred from the sparse black qi. As soon as these soldiers appeared, they pounced on everyone, while the old demon with dry bones rushed towards Zhang Jun and his party.

Boom, a giant palm formed by a huge black mist, volleyed down.

Zhang Jun hurriedly flew up and threw out a lampshade-like magic weapon with his hand. The magic weapon rose when it saw the wind, and instantly surrounded and protected Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun took out a seal-like magic weapon and threw it on as well.

The seal becomes the size of two zhang and faces the black palm.

Boom, the huge black palm slapped down.

"Poof. Zhang Jun fell from the sky, injured his internal organs, and spurted a mouthful of blood. The seal artifact became fragmented and fell to the ground. Even an injured old demon with dry bones is not something that a monk in the early stage of pregnancy can stop.

The two women behind him also threw out two magic weapons, one was a hosta, and the whole hosta turned into a sword. The other is a sword that glows faintly clear, Ding Ding...... , two sounds.

Boom, the palm and magic weapon formed by the black mist were shattered at the same time.

Poof, they spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The magic weapon is connected to them, and if the magic weapon is damaged, they are naturally implicated.

Boom, another black palm the size of two zhang slapped down. Song Qing, who has lost his cultivation, and Zhang Jun, who was seriously injured, are left with only two girls who have been slightly injured by Condensation, this is a dead end!

"Bold, who is making trouble within the jurisdiction of this official!" Just when everyone could only close their eyes and wait for death, a cold, hard, majestic voice sounded.

Bang bang, the demon servants who rushed towards the tourists one by one will burst, turn into black fog and disappear. A red light across the jade peak shot down, and boom, the huge black palm burst instantly, and the black mist dissipated, as if the feeling of seeing the moon through the clouds.

"Who!" the old devil trembled with anger, and there was another variable.

"Qingyu County City God is here!" A figure wearing a gorgeous official uniform, an official hat, and an official seal emitting a heavy red light appeared all over his body.

This figure exudes a magnificent, broad, and noble atmosphere. The authority is in his hands, the nobility is awe-inspiring, everyone wants to see his face clearly, but it is always vague, as soon as he appears, it seems that the whole world is shouting for him and supporting him.

Pan Hao stood in the void, and the power of heaven and earth in the entire Qingyu County was blessed on him, and the entire heaven and earth were his domain. His gaze was majestic, and he looked down at the old demon with dry bones, as if he were looking at a tiny ant.