After Lei Kun and Phantom killed their opponents, the cheers of the monks of the Donghong Continent resounded through the sky from above the battle city, although the Phantom and Lei Kun felt that the opponent was too weak, but those Donghong monks who participated in the battle, especially those middle and low-level monks below the distraction period, would not think so.

In their eyes, there was only one one, the two early demon masters of the Brahma Realm were killed by their two early ancestors, and in less than ten rounds, this was a battle between monks in the Tribulation Period, not a fight between Qi cultivation period monks, so fast, so fast, it was obviously beyond their understanding, beyond their cognition, but they only had one mood now, that is, to call to their heart's content, to vent their anger and ridicule at the Demon Cultivators outside the realm in their hearts.

"Look, look, the two ancestors we just came here only took seven rounds to kill the two Demon Masters who are not one world away, seven rounds! ”

"Haha, now look at how rampant those out-of-realm demon cultivators are, our battle city is guarded by such ancestors, this is the nightmare place of out-of-realm demon cultivators, keep them as many as they come, and kill them without leaving a piece of armor. ”

"Look, look, the other two mid-stage ancestors are even more ingenious, it's over, it's over, look!"

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When the monks of the Donghong Continent above the battle city were discussing, they turned their attention to the battle groups of Wind and Fire and Lu Tong.

"Ah, poof. "The Fire Control Demon Lord who fought against Wind and Fire has been struck by Wind and Fire with three palms, and each palm almost killed him.

At this moment, he had vomited blood again and again, but compared to the injury, it was the shock in his heart. Among the Brahma realm demon cultivators, his fire control technique is definitely not the first, but in the face of the battle between the same ranks, since his debut, there are really few opponents, even if he is not defeated, he will flee as soon as possible.

But now, the ancestor of the Donghong Continent he encountered, a Heavenly Phoenix Demon Cultivator, was more than one level stronger than him in fire control and figure skills. Each time he unleashed a flame that didn't have much lethality to his opponent at all. And most of them will be controlled and absorbed by the opponent, and the most important thing is that the blue flame released by the opponent is obviously the fire of Nirvana, which is the kind of flame that their demon cultivators fear the most.

After being hit for the third time in the fifth turn, the mid-game demon no longer wanted to escape. But there was a cold voice from Feng Huo in his ears: "The ability to control fire is average." It's not as powerful as you might think. This Ancestor has said that if the power of your flame can satisfy me, this Ancestor can leave you a whole corpse. But right now, I'm disappointed in what you're capable of. ”

If it was ordinary, such a voice would have sneered at the ears of this mid-stage demon lord, but now, such a sound was like emptying the thunder and urging the spirit talisman, directly scaring the mid-stage demon lord and desperately retreating backwards, but it was only ten zhang through the void, and the void in the void suddenly turned into a sea of fire, a blue sea of flames.

"Ahh The blue flames burned in the void, and the next moment there was the scream of the mid-stage demon lord, but for some reason, the demon lord finally said such a childlike word.

"Hmph!" Hearing such words, Feng Huo snorted coldly, and then said: "Bully, why didn't you think like this when you came to the Cave Heaven Realm? I bullied you today, what can you do?"

"Burn it! the power of the fire of Nirvana. With a loud shout, accompanied by a thick blue flame, the mid-stage demon lord let out a few screams at first, but after only two breaths, the screams stopped, and a huge demon core flew out of the flames, and Feng Huo took it and a black storage bracelet in his hand as soon as he retracted his palm.

"Brother Fenghuo, it seems that the essence blood of your ancestors and Qinglong Ancestor is really a good thing!

Feng Huo successfully killed the opponent, and the phantom stood aside and secretly spoke, boasting about Feng Huo, but Feng Huo smiled slightly, turned his head to the two of them very calmly and said, "Look at the eldest brother, it seems that he has the intention to test his physical strength." ”

Following the words of Feng Huo, the three of them looked at Lu Tong's battle group, at this time, the mid-stage demon lord who was fighting against Lu Tong had a panicked face, and there was a feeling of madness, and now it was his third magic treasure that Lu Tong had caught, and looking at Lu Tong's always calm face, this demon lord wanted to cry and escape, but it was impossible to achieve it.

Since the battle, Lu Tong is a move, when he sacrifices the magic treasure to attack Lu Tong, Lu Tong will flash in front of him with a strange figure, and then reach out his right hand to grab his magic treasure in an incredible way, and finally he has to give up his innate magic treasure.

And during this period, he has performed several attacks in a row, and the opponent either resists the past with his body, or it is weirdly avoided, so that all his attacks have no effect, and this is not what he is most afraid of, the most terrifying thing for him is that fighting with the opponent in front of him gives him the feeling of fighting with a super ancestor, the depth of the opponent's background, the calmness of the opponent's expression, so that he is at a loss.

Now in the eyes of this demon lord, he is like a monkey being played, but the line that controls his life is caught by Lu Tong in his hands, and in the face of Lu Tong, he completely collapsed for the first time in his life.

"You...... Who the hell are you?What do you want to do?" In the end, the mid-stage demon lord tried many times, and found that he was also incomparable to his opponent on the same time and space, and could no longer endure Lu Tong's tricks and the fear of threatening his life, and asked desperate questions.

"Surrender or die, you have a breath to think about. Feeling that this demon lord was on the verge of collapse, Lu Tong looked down at this demon lord like a god and said such cold words.

"This demon lord surrenders, I surrender completely, please, please don't play me like this, please. As soon as Lu Yu's voice fell, the demon lord almost didn't think about it, and knelt directly on the ground, prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, and didn't dare to get up again.

With a stretch of his palm, he took the storage bracelet of the mid-term demon lord, and then released a multicolored light, firmly binding the mid-term demon lord, and then with a wave of one arm, the restrained mid-term demon lord was directly thrown to the feet of Ma Liang above the battle city.

Looking at this mid-stage demon lord who was restrained under his feet and his face was full of despair, Ma Liang was stunned, Lu Shengyang and Zhang Ding were also stunned, just using their bodies to force a mid-stage demon lord's will to completely collapse and completely surrender, this is not just something that can be done by cultivating to be stronger than the opponent!

But Lu Tong's little uncle did it, and he did it so neatly, listening to the shouts in the sky above the entire battle city, Ma Liang, who was quite wooden, was the first to react: "Shengyang, Zhang Ding, the demon cultivators outside the realm are starting to retreat, pursue, pursue!"

"The whole army pursued and annihilated the enemy. Being said by Ma Liang, Lu Shengyang and Zhang Ding reacted, they didn't care about anything else, turned around, their bodies rose into the air, and then issued an order, and suddenly the tide of Donghong Continent monks began to frantically pursue the demon cultivators outside the realm.

At the moment when the mid-stage demon lord knelt on his knees and expressed his submission, Yuan Ye Old Ancestor coldly glanced at Liu Miyan, who was full of fright, and then didn't care about anyone anymore, just hugged his fists and said: "Brother Liu, mourning, it's not appropriate to fight at this time." ”

After finishing speaking, he led the monks of the Tonghe Realm to begin to retreat quickly, and as soon as the nearly 10,000 troops of the Tonghe Realm retreated, the other demon cultivators outside the realm suddenly fell into a panic, the result of the battle just now was too shocking to them, ten rounds, that is, a matter of an instant, but they lost four demon masters.

That's the four demon lords! They were killed by the enemy in this way, and the most powerful demon lord among them also took the initiative to surrender, which was unheard of before, but in the blink of an eye, it happened in front of their eyes, how can this battle be fought? I am afraid that it is not impossible for the four ancestors of the Donghong Continent to rush into their army and destroy them all.

The middle and low-level demon cultivators had such and such thoughts, and Liu Miyan didn't think so in his heart at this time, especially when he saw the eyes of Lu Tong and Fenghuo looking at him, he didn't think about it, and gave an order: "Retreat." (To be continued......)