"Hahaha! You can't stop it, give it to me!"
"Roar!"
For a moment, the Yin Feng screamed, and all the heads let out a gruesome howl, and the power of magic repair enveloped an area of a thousand meters.
Xiao Yu and Zi Ji seemed to be in a graveyard.
Countless heads are densely packed, covering the sky, the power of magic repair, as if hit, it will disappear in an instant.
"Boom boom boom!"
The offensives of Xiao Yu and Zi Ji collided with these thousands of heads, and they violently attacked this space.
Although Xiao Yu's divine mark power was only at the level of the fourth rank, it was the nemesis of the power of demonic cultivation. Every punch and every palm of his hand shook out with purple-black energy.
Every time it blasted out, there was a wailing of a head, which turned into fragments all over the ground, and the power of repairing demons, like seeing the devil, all collapsed away.
Similarly, Zi Ji's offensive is extremely large.
The power condensed in her mouth contained the power of her bloodline, and the purple ball of light exploded, motivating the area one after another.
A radius of one thousand meters has become a battlefield.
Seeing that his Ten Thousand-Bone Flying Soul had been broken in half in a short period of time, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Unexpectedly, you two are really capable! Solve you at once! Ten Thousand Bone·Soul Slash!"
I saw that the remaining white heads of the forest all turned into a cold white light and gathered towards the sky.
For a time, it has evolved into a huge sharp blade of one hundred meters.
The sharp blade exudes a cold white color, and it looks strange in the air, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding scene.
And this blade of white light seemed to give people a feeling of cutting off everything and devouring the soul.
"Be careful, this sharp blade will die if you touch it, and your soul will disappear if you touch it." Xiao Yu reminded Zi Ji next to her.
He is too familiar with the power of magic repair.
And this power of cultivating demons is simply more than a million times stronger than Black Crow.
This kind of power is due to the power of cultivating demons, and it gives people the feeling that it is very pure, like an abyss.
What Xiao Yu didn't know was that the Black Crow was just a survivor from the ancient continent, a leftover from a higher plane of demons.
And in the process of tens of thousands of years, the black crow's power of magic cultivation has also passed, and when it enters the lower plane, its power has also been suppressed.
Another thing is, bloodhoof said that the black crow is just the lowest existence in the ancient continent, and the bloodhoof is the lord of the ten directions, and a single look is enough to kill the black crow.
It is conceivable that the Black Crow must also be very weak among the demonic cultivation groups of the higher planes.
But it must come up, this person's breath, the depth of the power of magic cultivation, is not as good as 10,000 black crows.
"Boy, it seems that you are very familiar with our demons!" The middle-aged man gave a dark smile.
"I wanted to seize the girl's physical body, but when I thought, your physical body is suitable. The pattern you used just now?" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with greed and murder.
He has been imprisoned in this secret realm for too long, so he has such an extreme desire for the flesh.
Only after taking away his body can he have a chance to go out of this world.
As a human body, Xiao Yu, who also had a pattern, was the best candidate.
"My physical body is suitable, and it depends on whether you have this appetite, but in my opinion, you are imprisoned here because of your sins. You will never be able to transcend life."
"what did you say!?"
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