With a loud shout, a young man in black robes was seen, his legs pulled out afterimages in the air, he flipped his fingers, and then pushed towards the labor net.
"Rumble..."
Giant peaks appeared out of thin air, connecting into mountains, pressing towards the labor network.
"Du Zhan, have I also broken through to the Martial Saint level?" Bu Haishan was surprised.
On the other side, Fa Ruxue also looked at Du Zhan, bursting with ice and snow fighting intent.
"Boom boom boom..."
The long knife of Laowang tilted like a pillar of heaven, breaking through the mountains. Bu Haishan and Fa Ruxue also continued to release Taoism and entangled the labor net. Of course, the main force blocking Laowang is not avenged. His cultivation level is at the peak of the eighth level of Martial Saint, which is similar to that of the ninth level of Demon Saint Lao Wang. At this time, there are three early stage martial saints helping him to entangle Lao Wang, and they violently slash out with swords, killing Lao Wang. Deadly blocked from the line of defense.
But no, even if the four of them joined forces, they still fell into Dongfeng.
"It's good that there is a Demon Saint. If there was another Demon Saint, Mingyue would have died there." Shen Qiu tried his best to resist Lao Wang, but was very happy at the same time. Little did he know that all the demon saints from the demon world had entered the small spirit world.
In the small spirit world.
Qin Shuang's sword-drawing gesture collided with Futian's flags, creating mushroom clouds, each one bigger than the other, stirring the sky and sending thunder.
Suddenly, the ancient aura of Ye Chang came from the east. Although the aura of Ye Chang was weak, it did not disperse. It was getting thicker and thicker. Even Futian and Qin Shuang were fighting fiercely. He couldn't help but look up, and then his expression froze, and he couldn't help but pause as he released the Taofa from his legs.
Feng Ming over there couldn't help but stop his attack and stared blankly at the sky. At this time, the remaining thirty Demon Saints also stared blankly at the sky.
"What... exactly... what is it?"
A Demon Saint stammered in horror. At this time, a gap opened in the sky. It was unclear what was in the gap, but the ancient aura was descending from the gap.
The sky seemed to be torn open by the fierce battle between Qin Shuang and Futian, and then it couldn't bear the weight of something inside.
good!
Just be under heavy pressure!
At this time, the crack in the sky bulged toward the east, as if a heavy object was squeezing it. The crack was squeezed by the heavy object, making it wider and wider and longer.
"Kacha kacha..."
The cracks in the sky suddenly increased, cracking in all directions, and then shattered suddenly. A palace appeared in the broken mid-air, and the ancient atmosphere poured eastward like the Yangtze River.
It is not a palace, but a group of palaces, stretching as far as the eye can see, majestic and magnificent.
"Is that a miracle!" Qin Shuang's heart skipped a beat.
"Whoosh..."
Futian no longer played the piano, but stepped on the void, and headed straight towards the palaces in the sky, while laughing loudly:
"Hehehe... I never thought that before he ascended, God would give him such a great gift, hehehe..."
Qin Shuang's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward and rushed towards the palaces in the sky. At this time, Feng Ming and the thirty demon saints also flew towards the palaces in the sky.
Qin Shuang has reached the edge of the palace complex, but the closer he gets to the endless palace complex, the more he feels the richness of the ancient atmosphere, and there is a mighty coercion in the ancient atmosphere, which makes Qin Shuang They couldn't help but feel a little heavy in their souls.
good!
It’s not that the body is heavy, but that the soul is heavy.
As if being put in shackles!
Qin Shuang stood in the east of the broken sky, turned around and glanced at Futian not far away, Futian's eyes also happened to look over, and then the two people looked away from each other and took a step towards the broken sky.
Taking that step, the scene in front of me was amazing.
When looking in the east, you can vaguely see a group of palaces through the broken sky. But after passing through the broken sky, what appeared in front of Qin Shuang was a vast world.
Blue sky, blue sea, green mountains, green water...
Picturesque!
"Qin Shuang, I don't want to die there, wait until he gets the treasure, then come and kill me." Futian's figure rushed out of that world and quickly disappeared.
"Whoosh..."
Feng Ming landed next to Qin Shuang and looked at the world in his field of vision: "They should hurry up, don't let those demon saints rob all the treasures."
Qin Shuang shook his head and said: "Don't worry, treasure hunting does not mean whoever is quick will get the most, but it depends on chance."
Feng Ming was startled when he heard this, then nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it would be good to let those demon saints explore the way for them first."
Qin Shuang nodded and said, "Let's do it." "
The two figures flew into the air and flew forward at a leisurely pace. Their eyes searched everywhere, and their spiritual consciousness spread out.
Outside the demon world.
The human army finally retreated to the defense line, and the city gate was also covered by the formation. Laowang and the demon monks furiously bombarded the formation, causing the formation to send out ripples from time to time, which not only made the human coalition forces nervous.
"It's not a big deal for those demons to keep bombarding the formation like that!" Bu Haishan said worriedly: "No matter how strong the formation is, it will be destroyed one day. And I think it's very demonic. The clan monks are coming in a steady stream."
"Don't worry!" Shen Chou said calmly: "He has notified the Demon Gate's defense line, and reinforcements will come soon. They will fight out when the time comes."
"Kill out?" Bu Haishan's expression changed.
Shen Chou's eyes were full of murderous intent, looking at the labor net outside the formation.
"The Demon Clan has a Demon Saint. Although he is not at the ninth level of Demon Saint, if they had more Martial Saints, they might not be able to kill him east of the defense line."
"Wrong!" Bu Haishan said with a look on his face: "Why is there a Demon Saint? Is there any ambush from the Demons?"
Shen Chou's expression suddenly changed. At that moment, a line of blood was drawn in the sky from behind them. Shen Chou suddenly looked back, with a happy expression on his face and said:
"The bloody clothes are coming!"
"Whoosh..."
The figure in blood clothes fell beside Shen Chou. Looking at the demons outside the defense line, his expression became solemn. He turned to look at Shen Chou and said in surprise:
"I'm injured?"
"Yes!" Shen Chou nodded and said, "The wrong person is a ninth-level demon saint who is very powerful. Thanks to the help of Du Zhan and Fa Ruxue who broke through the Mahayana stage, otherwise he might have died."
Xueyi nodded towards Fa Ruxue and Du Zhan, then looked at the demon monks outside the defense line. At first, he locked his eyes on Lao Wang and said coldly:
"Everyone is coming. When everyone arrives, we will kill the Demon Saint here."
At this time, Shen Qiu calmed down and said: "The demons came to attack the defense line, but there is a demon saint. That is not normal, to prevent conspiracy."
Xueyi looked stunned and nodded. But then his expression changed slightly and he said:
"Did I see the Moon Emperor?"
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