The explosion of the "Black Smoke Ball" had already caused the aura on the shield of the Xuanyue Gate to be disrupted.

It was followed by the fire dragon conjured by the "Fire Demon Technique".

The fire dragon's blow was under the combined force of the demon generals, and it scattered the aura on the shield.

The demon generals were still unforgiving, and they struck again, and the "rattan archery" issued by more than 100,000 big and small demons and demon generals was even more directly inserted into the altar shield, and where it passed, it was like fire into oil, and its momentum was already unstoppable.

At this imminent time, the cultivators and cultivators on the altar still had no intention of resisting.

The people of Xuanyue Gate did not react, but let the "rattan arrow" keep going deeper, constantly penetrating the green network cable, and quickly plunged into the center of the altar.

The "rattan arrow" quickly penetrated the aura and penetrated the net-like green line, and its speed was slightly slow, but it was still firm and fast, and its momentum was even more unstoppable.

A millimeter!

Two milli!!

Three millimeters !!

It has come to such a time, and Xuanyue Gate is still unmoved.

This is not something that can be described by a calm and calm person.

Fang Tian, who had been waiting to see the Xuanyue Gate's methods, the eyeballs in his starry eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and in addition to being nervous, his heartbeat was also three points faster for a while.

"Definitely..."

What should come is always coming, just like the Xuanyue Gate has not come out for a long time.

And Xuanyuemen's first counterattack was only one word.

This word came out of the altar, this one was as loud as a bell, this one sounded slow and silky, but like a myth, it was a voice that could not be doubted and could not be ignored.

This voice is sincere and respectful, and its authority is arrogant.

This voice is dedicated to the presiding God, and the words come from the law.

The metaphor is out. When it is the way of heaven.

As soon as the parable comes out, all evils are easily dispelled.

As soon as the metaphor came out, the "rattan arrow", which was already unstoppable, had borne the brunt of it, and it had stopped for a moment when it heard the sound.

As soon as this myth came out, the huge tail behind the "rattan arrow" stopped abruptly with the "rattan arrow", and it also wanted to take off but did not take off.

As soon as this metaphor came out, the body was like Mount Tai's stable Da Ri Ming Wu Zun and Di Guang Wu Zun were also slightly shocked.

This divine metaphor came out, and Fang Tian, who was standing far away from the altar, also felt that he couldn't even move his body.

Fang Tian knew in his heart that this was the magic technique he had always wanted to see.

The oracle sounded.

Fang Tian's body stiffened. only stiffened, but the cyan power in his body shook gently with the sound of the divine metaphor.

With a slight shake of cyan force, Fang Tian shuddered, and only then did he realize that he had already recovered to normal after a stiff moment.

At this time, the Earth Wide Witch Venerable beside Fang Tian was still staring at the huge "rattan arrow" that flew into the altar. He also frowned and stared at the huge tail behind the "rattan arrow".

Sha Yi in front of Fang Tian glanced back at Fang Tian in surprise, full of surprise at his rapid recovery.

"What is this. It's not surprising that you can move. I can't move it?" Fang Tian said secretly, and also returned a sneer.

After a pair of cold eyes snapped in the air, Sha Yi snorted, and turned her head to ignore Fang Tian anymore, but she really admired Fang Tian in her heart.

Under this large-scale divine art. As a disrespectful ghost, he only respects the shaman's Sha Yi of the inheritance. It was only by virtue of having the witch weapon passed down by the witch ancestor on his body that he could recover slightly faster than Fang Tian, and although Fang Tian was also wearing the same linen clothes as them, it was obvious that Fang Tian had no witch weapon on his body, and Fang Tian could recover so quickly. Not only Sha Yi, but even Diguang Wuzun was also very strange.

The myth of "Ding...", the situation on the battlefield has been turned upside down.

As soon as the fall of the rattan arrows that were still shooting down at a rapid pace stopped, the huge tail stopped with the "rattan arrows", but when they still wanted to get rid of it, another voice came from the altar, which sounded a little desolate, like the sad sound of heaven and earth, but in the desolate voice, the words spoken were equally unquestionable and could not be violated: "Life is for life, and destruction is for destruction; ”

"The ...... of Disgust and Abandonment"

This sound came out, and the attack power of the demonic qi in the imposing "rattan arrow" changed clearly.

The "rattan archery" itself is a small demon technique performed by the big and small demons, although it is under the joint efforts of hundreds of demon generals, this small demon technique is kneaded in one place, and it seems that the attack power is extremely strong, and even the ordinary middle-level demon art is far inferior.

But with the word "Ding" divine metaphor fixing the "rattan archery" for a moment, it seemed that in this period of time, all the demon generals, including the demon king, did not react at all. They seem to have fallen into the control of magic without realizing it, and they cannot be retracted.

And after there was a "disgusting abandonment...", which was said by the Xuanyue Gate Divine Cultivator, the power of life and destruction in the demon art began to differentiate on its own.

It seems that the power of life and death can really only be the will of God, and can only be manipulated by God.

Mortals are either born or destroyed.

Mortals are either perishable or born.

To be born is to perish, and to perish is to live, but this can only be the realm of God.

As a result, the originally indestructible "rattan archery technique" became almost disintegrated under the opposite direction of the two forces of life and destruction, and under the separation of the forces that coexisted in the two demonic qis, and was about to be broken.

The two sentences of Xuanyuemen's divine cultivation are two divine techniques.

Finished in two simple and clear sentences.

The huge "rattan arrow" dragged its huge tail wing, and once again swooped down quickly towards the altar guard.

At this time, the demon king who disguised the tail wing attached to the "rattan arrow" was the first to notice that something was wrong.

He got out of the "rattan arrow" in time.

At the same time, the demon king's palace abuse also passed through the demon sense, and a transmission signaled that the demons would get out quickly. After getting the warning of the demon king, the more than 30 tails of the "rattan arrow" began to leave the "rattan arrow" one after another, but after all, some of the demon generals had slowed down for a moment at this time.

In just this moment, the green net formed by the green silk around the altar surrounded the entire "rattan arrow", along with the more than ten tail wings of the "rattan arrow", in the middle of the green net.

Only then came a neat and sharp voice that seemed to be grinding its teeth from below: "The God of Life is great, he controls the power of life, the God of Death is the Justice, he destroys the evil of the world, life belongs to God, and the destruction of life is still to God, and what God points to is glory." ”

After this ugly sound like grinding teeth came out, the huge and terrifying "rattan arrow" suddenly disappeared into the sky.

At the top of the altar, I saw more than a dozen demons tightly bound in the green light.

The demon generals who found something wrong were still struggling unwillingly, and their bodies kept getting bigger and smaller.

They kept letting out unwilling roars from their mouths, struggling to destroy the demon skills and demon senses.

"Plop, pounce, pounce..."

The struggles of the demon generals didn't change anything.

In the altar, a dense rain of swords, shining with a dazzling light like silk, suddenly emerged from the altar shield, cut straight into the sky, and slashed down in turn towards the angry and unwilling demon generals who fell into the green net. (To be continued......)