The Great Sage Qingtian Barbarian Bull, the Great Sage Hundian Dapeng Demon King, the Great Sage Dragon Turtle King of Moving Mountains, the Great Sage Monkey King Ventilation, the White Clothes Great Sage Bai Zilong, and the Great Sage Yun Shanhai of Sleeping Dreams.
These six demons and humans surrounded the Dragon Tomb of the Dragon Demon King. Seeing their former brothers now like this, suppressed by thirty-six long swords and unable to move, they felt angry.
"This set of sword formations has suppressed you for decades, can't you break free?" asked the Great Sage Dapeng Demon King Huntian.
This is a very tall man with a hooked nose, a fierce and thin face, a pair of very sharp eyes, and the charm of a roc.
The Great Sage Huntian also wanted to come to the imperial capital and join the Demon King in persecuting the emperor of the world.
But as the Jiao Demon King was suppressed, he became silent and looked for a place with surging spiritual energy to practice quietly and improve himself. Until now, everyone is gathered together.
"Although I was suppressed, the other party did not restrict me from absorbing spiritual energy, nor did they restrict me from improving myself and restoring my strength." The Demon King said.
"But the problem is, no matter how I break through or recover, I can't shake these thirty-six demonic swords. The power of this formation is also getting stronger." Demon King Jiao said bitterly.
"You mean, the person who suppressed you back then is gradually becoming stronger and still suppressing you?" asked the Dragon Turtle King, the Great Sage of Yishan.
It did not change its human form, but maintained its true form. It was a dragon turtle, like a big millstone. Like the Qingtian Barbarian Bull, it did not like to turn into a human form.
"Yes, now I have returned to the immeasurable realm and have climbed ten steps. Over the past few decades, I have not dared to stop for a moment. I have worked hard to absorb spiritual energy and practice every moment, but I am still incomparable. Fuck him." The Jiao Demon King burst into tears. Just saying this made him want to cry.
He was very aggrieved by being suppressed by the sword array for decades and unable to move.
In his heart, he hated Lin Jiufeng to death.
But on the other hand, he clearly felt that as he improved, Lin Jiufeng's strength also increased, making it difficult for him to overcome and unable to escape.
He was afraid of Lin Jiufeng.
If this were to be told to others, I'm afraid the masters of the last era would die of laughter.
The Demon King, the most arrogant among the Seven Holy Demons who fear neither heaven nor earth, is actually afraid of a person from the new era
It's magical when you say it.
But the Demon King was just afraid.
The Great Sage Monkey King of Ventilation, dressed in purple, suddenly grabbed a magic sword, exerted all his strength, his muscles bulged, and he gritted his teeth.
"Get up!" The Great Sage Monkey King of Ventilation did not lie, and directly helped the Demon King draw his sword to save the Demon King.
But he tried his best to suck the milk, but still couldn't pull it out.
The thirty-six magic swords inserted into the body of the Dragon Demon King cannot be pulled out at all.
"This requires everyone to pull it out together. Pulling it out individually is very difficult. You can fight this formation alone. I have tried countless times, but it doesn't work at all." The Demon King said immediately.
If one person could pull it out, then the Great Sage Qingtian Barbarian Bull would have rescued him long ago.
"Then let's work together to rescue the Jiao Demon King. Even if he did something wrong back then, he was punished for decades. Now it's time to release him." Bai Zilong, the great sage in white, said in a deep voice. He is as powerful as jade. Dressed in white, he is a human descendant.
But there is still demon blood in his body, but it is hidden very deep.
The Great Sage of Sleeping Dreams, Yun Shanhai, the Great Sage of Pingtian, the Bull of Heaven, the Great Sage of Huntian, Dapeng Demon King, the Great Sage of Moving Mountains, the Dragon Turtle King, and the Great Sage of Ventilation, the Ape King all grabbed a few long swords and then used their strength together.
Boom!
The Wei River boiled, rolled up, and flooded the Dragon Tomb, and the Jiao Demon King also exerted his strength.
"Break it for me!!!"
The seven great saints roared together and worked together with all their might, causing the whole body's true energy to vibrate.
The Thirty-Six Demonic Swords were trembling and loose, and cracks appeared in the Dragon Tomb.
The Demon King hiding inside saw the light of day.
The day when he is unblocked is just around the corner.
Thousands of miles away, in the cold palace of the imperial capital, Lin Jiufeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the Weishui River.
Boom!
The tide of spiritual energy between heaven and earth is rolling and roaring. It is invisible to the naked eye, but if you have a higher level of cultivation, you will see it.
The Seven Great Sages of Demons, seven terrifying beings, are trying their best to break free from the prison that Lin Jiufeng set decades ago.
Lin Jiufeng looked into the void. Above the Wei River, there appeared a green bull mooing, a roc spreading its wings, a dragon turtle suppressing it, and an ape roaring.
The seven demon sages are all trying their best to show their abilities and help the Demon King get out of trouble.
The little white cat was on his shoulder and said: "They are going to break free of your Thirty-six Demonic Swords. What don't you do?"
Lin Jiufeng looked at them like this, shook his head and said: "If this is all, they will not be able to escape from the thirty-six swords of the devil."
The Thirty-six Demonic Swords are not just long swords.
The combined formation can summon a demonic dragon.
When the dragon appears, they cannot resist it.
Lin Jiufeng watched calmly.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Sure enough, as Lin Jiufeng finished speaking, the magic dragon appeared.
Thirty-six demonic long swords vibrated together, converging into a demonic dragon with a ferocious look and cold eyes, roaring loudly, and then swept it with its tail.
Bang bang bang bang!
The six people among the seven saints were swept away directly. In front of the demon dragon, the seven demon saints who had not fully recovered their strength were not worth mentioning.
puff!
The six demons vomited blood together and looked on in shock, completely unbelievable.
It was just a formation, and they all tried to do it together, but to no avail.
Instead, they were swept away by this formation.
Many experts watched this scene and couldn't help but gasp.
This Yuhua Shen Dynasty does not seem that simple.
"What kind of terrifying formation is this?" Great Sage Huntian Dapeng Demon King said in shock.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and looked at it in horror, not daring to move forward easily.
This is terrible!
The suppressed Jiao Demon King underneath was also suffering terribly at this moment, as if it was back to that day when the Lin Jiufeng Sword suppressed the Jiao Dragon, rendering it unable to fight back.
"The power of this sword formation increases with the strength of the master of the sword formation." The Great Sage Dragon Turtle King of Yishan said in shock. Only now did he remember how powerful the master of this sword formation was.
"There is no hope for the Jiao Demon King to come out." Pingtian Great Sage Qingtian Barbarian Niu said bitterly.
The other great sages were silent.
They had tried their best just now, and they had shaken thirty-six demonic swords. Almost pulled it out.
But the moment the dragon appeared, everything was over.
They couldn't shake the magic dragon that was born from the combination of thirty-six demonic long swords and Lin Jiufeng's current strength.
"Am I really unable to come out?" The psychological shadow of the Dragon Demon King is now infinitely huge, and one or two drops of Dragon Tears are falling.
It is easy for a demon not to shed tears, but it is not the time to feel sad.
Lin Jiufeng, who was far away in the cold palace of the imperial capital, saw this scene and shook his head helplessly: "This strength is too weak."
"Then continue to suppress it." The little white cat said nonchalantly.
"No need, continuing to suppress will only waste my thirty-six demonic swords." Lin Jiufeng shook his head and made a move with one hand. This time he took the initiative to release the Demon King.
Weishui River, Dragon Tomb.
The thirty-six magic swords were trembling and stirring, and in the incredulous expressions of the seven great saints, they took the initiative to untie the formation.
Click, click, click!
Thirty-six demonic swords flew directly into the sky, disappeared in an instant, and disappeared towards the direction of the imperial capital.
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