The armor began to disintegrate and the demon king retreated madly.
However, after a flash of sword light passed, the ten immortals roared again, and another flash of sword light appeared. It was still bright and murderous. Knowing the gap between the two sides, the ten immortals did not dare to relax!
The demon king roared silently, ready to strike back.
A huge hammer from behind suddenly hit the top of the demon king's head horizontally, and the purple gold crown on his head was knocked off.
The devil himself was knocked sideways by the sudden attack like a flipped wheel, with a bloody head.
He Bojiang continued to control the sword light to fly over and hit the devil's chest.
Then Master Taixuan also attacked frantically. But after the explosion, Master Taixuan's attack power seemed insufficient, and he was shaken for a while, and the Demon King was just reacting.
Upon seeing this, He Bojiang suddenly took out a one-liter bottle and threw it to Master Taixuan.
Master Taixuan took it, opened the bottle, and gulped it down without hesitation. But after finishing the drink, Master Taixuan's eyes widened. This bottle turned out to be a bottle of pure liquid fairy spirit!
But due to this delay, the Demon King finally reacted.
One of them turned over and hid in the distance, quietly but somewhat foolishly looking at the ten immortals who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Where did these ten immortals come from? Moreover, these immortals seemed to be armed to the teeth. Moreover, these immortals seemed to be well prepared, and they were wasting their immortal spirits like they didn't need any money.
Suddenly, the devil sent a voice message: "Were you the ones who rescued people last time?"
He Bojiang didn't answer at all: "Kill!"
The ten men formed a battle formation and attacked frantically. They knew that fighting alone would not work, and they also knew that the opponent was strong and difficult to deal with. The previous two attacks could not cause fatal damage to the enemy, so He Bojiang and his ten men did not distract at all and attacked frantically.
Next to him, Master Taixuan, who was also catching his breath, also attacked frantically. Master Taixuan had too many doubts in his mind, but he also knew that this was not the time to ask.
The situation has reversed. Originally, the gap between Master Taixuan and the Demon King was not insurmountable. Now with the full support of the ten Shang Dynasty immortals, the two sides cooperated very well in just a moment.
At this time, Master Taixuan continued to swallow mouthfuls of immortal spirit energy, and his fighting power began to slowly soar. On the other hand, the Demon King gradually began to wilted as his consumption and injuries increased.
At this time, the devil wanted to escape, but how easy was it to escape at this time!
Fight, fight, and fight again, without stopping. The Demon King was tired, Master Taixuan was tired, and He Bojiang and his ten men were tired. The spirit of the immortals could replenish the spiritual power consumed, but it could not replenish the soul. After all, the Demon King was a master from the immortal world.
Fortunately, such a crazy attack prevented the Demon King from using many of his tricks, such as the Horn of Sin that he had used earlier.
The crazy attack lasted for more than an hour, and dozens of bottles of fairy spirit were thrown around. The demon king was in a state of disarray, but the attacker's eyes were dim and his spirit was weak. Both sides were almost at their limit.
Suddenly, He Bojiang roared and transmitted his voice: "Close combat, use our magic weapon to fight the devil's magic weapon head-on!"