I saw an old man wearing a black robe appeared in front of everyone. It looked like a human old man, with dry skin and no moisture, like a corpse.
A black skull-like inscription appeared between its eyebrows, as if there was a dark world in the depth of the inscription. It had absorbed countless ghosts and wraiths in this universe, and the whole body exuded a dark curse.
This old man stood in the air and looked down without emotion, as if he was the god of death, the peerless demon who came out from the depths of darkness, representing curse, darkness, and death.
"Curse the demon saint!"
Fang Yang and the others couldn't say a word. When the old man appeared, the surrounding void was completely filled with an inexplicable breath, depressed, desperate, and dark.
Even when the soul race was annihilated, the body of Cursing the Demon Saint did not appear, only a ray of divine thought came over, but now not only the divine thought came over, but its true body also came.
It is conceivable that Cursed Kill Demon Saint is now angry.
"Ants!"
Cursing the Demon Sage was condescending, looking at Fang Yang and the others, it was just a glance.
Boom!
In an instant, Fang Yang, Fang Xin and other Soul Race fighters, together with the blue-clothed maid’s body, burst into pieces in an instant, breaking into a ball of meat sauce.
They couldn't even struggle, just one glance, from the inside out, and their souls were shattered.
Poorly, they didn't know how long they had fled, and they had to work so hard to reach the forbidden area of blood mist, thinking that they could survive, but they are still dead. The cursed demon saint died after seeing it.
Obviously, Fang Yang and others had use value before, but now they have entered the depths of the blood mist forbidden area, these people are useless.
As a vent, Cursed Demon Saint glared at them and killed them.
Even if the blue-clothed maid was its subordinate, for the demon saint, it would not be a pity for these mortals to die.
"Human, you angered me, how do you want to die?"
Cursed Demon Sage stared at Xia Ping proudly, looking at his eyes, as if looking at those ants that were stared to death by himself, without paying any attention to Xia Ping.
This is also a matter of course.
After all, it is an immortal demon saint, with endless lifespan, how can a mere mortal compare? It doesn't know how many prisoners like this have killed.
"Are you cursing the demon saint?"
Xia Ping blinked, unmoved: "Why does it look so weak, not as strong as I thought?"
He has also seen saints, such as his master Beiming saint. The aura on his body is simply boundless, like a universe in itself, unfathomable.
Even if Gaia Xiaodai, who had just been promoted to the Immortal level, the mana on her body was vast, with no end in sight, like an abyss, to an incredible degree.
But although the cursed Demon Saint in front of him is also very powerful, far surpassing the title of Demon King, but in his perception, it is not invincible, and it has not reached the level that it can't be matched at a glance.
"weak?"
Hearing this, cursed the demon saint furiously, and smirked: "It's just an ant, and dare to say such a big thing. It seems that you don't know the horror of the saint. Let you see and see today, and I will kill you. It's like killing a chicken."
Boom~~
As soon as the voice fell, it immediately shot its hand and slapped it with one palm, overwhelmingly overwhelming, as if this palm encompassed the entire world, and the vitality of the world with a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers was held in its hand.
Then the huge vitality quickly condensed and turned into a huge grinding disc, and countless holy talismans were engraved in the depth of the grinding disc, exuding an immortal and sacred atmosphere.
This grinding disc was extremely fast, and under the control of Cursed Killing Demon Saint, bombarded from mid-air, it seemed that it was going to flatten and completely destroy this whole world.
"The idols support the sky!"
When Xia Ping's thoughts moved, an image of heaven and earth flew out of her body. It was an idol, like a god and demon from ancient times, exuding a terrifying aura.
It was covered with dense runes of idols, huge in size, horrifying, and fearless, just like this, it rushed towards the huge grinding disc.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a huge sound in the midair, standing upright, the indestructible giant vitality grinding disc was immediately withstood by the power of the idol, no matter how huge the grinding disc was, it could not crush the body of the idol.
The earth was also suddenly collapsed, and a pit of hundreds of kilometers appeared, making a clicking sound.
"So strong."
Liu Rulan stared at her beautiful eyes, and felt the strong air current nearby, and every path turned into a storm. She quickly backed away to avoid the center of the two of them, so as not to endanger the fish pond.
She looked at Xia Ping in disbelief, even though she knew that Xia Ping's strength was far superior to the titled Demon King, otherwise she wouldn't kill the titled Demon King like a chicken.
But being able to withstand the blow of the immortal saint still made her feel shocked. If this incident spreads out, it will definitely cause a shock to the entire universe.
Fighting immortality with thunder catastrophe is simply sensational!
"Sure enough, this force is nothing more than that."
Xia Ping raised his eyebrows, and he felt the power of the Immortal Demon Saint a little bit, but he was just between him and he didn't surpass himself too much.
In fact, he didn't know how strong he was.
Let's talk about the soul first, absorbing the soul energy of countless creatures, making his primordial spirit extremely powerful, far surpassing the title Demon King, and it is estimated that it can be compared to the Immortal Demon Saint.
Next is mana. He cultivated the Panwu Scriptures and opened up nine purple mansion spaces. The area of each purple mansion space is also a hundred times larger than that of ordinary cultivators.
As a result, his body's content is mana, which is inherently hundreds or even thousands of times more mana than ordinary cultivators, and his mana is unimaginable.
Not to mention that he contains the blood of the Hell Golden Crow, has awakened 550 million, his physique has been strengthened to an incredible level, and there are already some prototypes of mythical creatures.
Such advantages continue to add up, and he is enough to sweep the Thunder Tribulation Realm.
In terms of strength and mana alone, he is no less than an ordinary Immortal Saint.
"Bastard thing, damn ant."
But Cursing the Demon Saint didn't know this, it just felt ashamed, extremely embarrassed, and blushed.
As an immortal demon saint, he is incomparable and far superior to a mortal. It is a shame that he can't kill this mortal with a single blow of his own.
If the fox friends around it knew about this, knowing that it couldn't kill a mortal with a single blow, it would definitely laugh at its weak strength to such a point.
Such a shameful thing will shame it for hundreds of millions of years.
All the blood in this mortal body must be used to wash away its shame!