Tushan Ancient Spirit appeared again, looking at the two dead people indifferently. Although his face was expressionless, he felt happy in his heart.
"Xuanyuan Ya, Fang Qingye, and Hou Yi, you three are all dead now. No one in this world can influence me." Tushan Guling said calmly.
Just when Fang Qingye and Bai Qingxue both fell, a golden light rose into the sky from another part of the Ancient Demon Ridge, and a vast and vast demonic energy filled the entire sky.
"kill!!!!!"
With a roar, Demon Saint Qitian rose up with his stick, his whole body shining as brightly as the golden sun.
Lava is armor! Become a robe with flames!
At this moment, the Qitian Demon Saint has actually reached the level of the ancient Demon Ancestor. He is superior to the four great beasts and is even stronger than the first generation Demon Saint.
Tushan Ancient Spirit was moved, looking at the Qitian Demon Saint who was swinging towards him with a stick, as if he saw the figure of Hou Yi.
Although the two people have different auras, they have the same powerful physique!
Boom! ! !
The golden rod turned into a huge pillar holding the sky in the moment that Demon Saint Qitian waved it. It seemed that under this rod, everything in the world would be reduced to nothing.
Tushan Ancient Spirit waved his hand, and the majestic Tushan fell directly towards Demon Saint Qitian, trying to suppress it.
The next moment, the golden giant stick was standing with Tushan. In an instant, the sky and the earth shook together, and even the sun above the sky lost its light, as if it was in fear.
Demon Saint Qitian fell, but the golden light around his body did not diminish at all, and the power of the golden rod in his hand remained the same.
Although he could not shake Tushan, Qitian Demon Saint relied on the same powerful physique as Hou Yi and was able to escape unscathed.
"What a contemporary Demon Saint. It's a pity that no matter how strong you are, you can only reach this level. You are not even as good as Fang Qingye. How can you kill me?" Tushan Ancient Spirit said with a sneer, and struck at Demon Saint Qitian with a palm.
Demon Saint Qitian watched with cold eyes. The moment the giant palm that covered the sky struck, he swung the golden rod in his hand again, shattering the giant palm in an instant.
Not only that, Monkey King Qitian plucked out many golden monkey hairs on his head. In one breath, those golden monkey hairs transformed into Demon Saint Monkey King Qitian, standing densely on the sky. Each one had an extremely powerful aura and held the same hand. The golden rod is not weaker than the body of Qitian Demon Saint.
"Kill!!!" Countless Qitian Demon Saints simultaneously let out deafening roars and attacked Tushan Ancient Spirit like a tide.
"Good means!" Tushan Ancient Spirit praised, but still did not show any fear. It seemed that he never took Demon Saint Qi Tian seriously.
A faint light appeared around the ancient spirit of Tushan. When those Qitian Demon Saints transformed from monkey hair rushed towards him, the faint light spread suddenly.
All the Demon Saints of Qitian who were swept by the dim light turned into nothingness. In the blink of an eye, most of the Demon Saints of Qitian were directly obliterated.
Tushan Ancient Spirit waited patiently and looked directly at the main body among the many clones. For it, there is no existence in this world that it cannot see through. The difference between the main body and the clones is even more important. Nothing to hide from.
"Although the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth is uniquely endowed, even the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth cannot compare to Tushan." Tushan ancient spirit said, and as soon as he pointed out, he saw a sharp finger piercing the sky, directly smashing countless Qi Tian The demon saint's clone was killed and penetrated the demon saint Qitian's body.
puff!
Even the most powerful body could not completely neutralize the power of Tushan Ancient Spirit's finger. After his heart was pierced by the finger, Demon Saint Qitian fell down again as if he had been hit hard.
At the same time, Tushan Ancient Spirit appeared behind Demon Saint Qitian and grabbed the neck of Demon Saint Qitian.
"Um?"
But at this moment, Tu Shan Guling frowned, immediately let go of his hand, and did not touch Demon Saint Qitian again.
Tu Shan Guling glanced at his palm, which showed some traces of melting. When he looked at Demon Saint Qi Tian, there was finally a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Holy Tree, you actually gave your power to this monkey, do you even want to be my enemy?" Tushan Ancient Spirit was furious.
At that moment, Tushan Ancient Spirit came into contact with the original power of the Demon Clan's Holy Tree from Qitian Demon Saint. It was an extremely terrifying power that could turn everything in the world into nothingness, even Tushan Ancient Spirit , which is also very taboo.
After all, the Holy Tree of the Demon Clan is essentially the same as the Ancient Spirit of Tushan. They are both creatures born from Mount Tu, but the Ancient Spirit of Tushan was born slightly earlier than the Holy Tree of the Demon Clan.
This is also the reason why the ancient spirit of Tushan is helpless against the sacred tree of the demon clan. It also takes away a considerable part of Tushan's power, so naturally no one can do anything about it.
Demon Saint Qitian's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he also knew that he could not be the opponent of Tushan Ancient Spirit.
Even Fang Qingye was defeated. Even if he became the Ancient Demon Ancestor, he would not be able to surpass Fang Qingye in terms of strength.
Moreover, its current state cannot be maintained for long, and the power in its body will soon fade away, and due to excessive stimulation of the power hidden in the body, it may cause its realm to fall.
It's just that Qitian Demon Saint can't care about this at the moment. The three great martial masters have fallen one after another, and Fang Lin's situation is unknown. It must stand up and fight Tushan Ancient Spirit.
Neither Tushan Ancient Spirit nor Qitian Demon Saint noticed that the bodies of Fang Qingye and Bai Qingxue disappeared silently.
In the Ancient Demon Ridge, Fang Lin looked at the two corpses in front of him, his heart as calm as water, without any disturbance.
"Father, mother, I finally see you." Fang Lin murmured.
The next moment, Fang Lin raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes falling on the Tushan ancient spirit.
Tushan Ancient Spirit had just knocked down Demon Saint Qi Tian, when he suddenly felt a chill all over his body and noticed something was wrong.
Suddenly looking down at the Ancient Demon Ridge, Tushan Ancient Spirit finally spotted Fang Lin.
"I didn't notice his existence!" Tushan Ancient Spirit's eyes changed again, a little unbelievable. With its ability, any changes in the world are under its eyes, but Fang Lin appeared but it didn't notice it. , this is really strange.
The next moment, Fang Lin came to Tushan Ancient Spirit and stood opposite him.
"Fang Lin!" Demon Saint Qitian exclaimed in surprise when he saw Fang Lin appear, but he was also seriously injured, and the consumption was extremely huge, and it was already unsustainable.
"Leave it to me." Fang Lin said to Qi Tian Demon Saint.
The latter was startled for a moment, feeling that Fang Lin seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't tell what was different.
At that moment, Demon Saint Qitian could only tell him to be careful, and then flew back to the Ancient Demon Ridge.
"Fang Qingye's son, I have cared about you for a long time." Tushan Guling said with a smile.