In the crowd, Lin Batian cursed secretly. This move of the Li Patriarch was undoubtedly raising the prestige of the Mad Chu.
"It's all in vain. As long as Chu Kuangren is dead, we will make another move. Then people will help the crowd. The people will remember only us." Next to him, Ao Cang said lightly.
Public opinion is always in the hands of powerful people. As long as the Mad Chu is dead, they are not allowed to write history books.
"With so many demon repairs, one sword is enough to kill Madman Chu with a thousand swords. I see how he will survive this time."
"Yes, some of his protectors have been dragged by the high-level monks of the magic way a long time ago. Hey, he is really fighting alone this time. The two are against one hundred thousand? It is strange if they can win."
No one among the arrogances is optimistic about Madman Chu.
In their opinion, Madman Chu is no different from a dead man.
…………
At the other end of the mountain range, there is a horrible Taoist rhyme in the void.
I saw a few people fighting in a melee.
The strength of these people is very terrifying, they are all supreme, and they are enough to frighten the vast majority of the powerful in the world.
And this is the magical powerhouse that the Seventh Ancestors intercepted.
One of the gray-robed old men is entangled with the Seventh Patriarch, and the cultivation bases of the two sides are almost the same. Every collision makes the void violently turbulent.
"Who are you? The magic way of the Azure Dragon Region has never heard of you as the number one person?" Seventh Ancestor looked at the gray robe old man in surprise.
If there is a supreme-level demon monk in the Azure Dragon Realm, he has no reason not to know, unless it is from another realm...
"I'm from... the underworld!"
The gray-robed old man said lightly.
As soon as he said this, everyone present changed their faces slightly.
Hell!
This is not the rumored place that the man would go to when he died, but the most terrifying and mysterious magic organization in the sky star!
"If I remember correctly, the underworld is generally active in the Xuanwu realm. Why did you get here?" Seventh Ancestor said coldly.
"Naturally, just like everyone else, for the devil spear of Tianhuang."
"With your cultivation base, you won't be a small role in the underground palace, among the ten palaces, who are you?"
"In the next runner-up."
The words fell, the gray-robed old man runner dynasty pointed a finger at the Seventh Ancestor, and a terrifying Taoist rhyme broke out at his fingertips!
Seven ancestors did not dare to be careless, the Qingteng sword cut out a sword light.
Elsewhere, Qinglan Supreme and the two old women of the Qingyun Dynasty also stopped some of the remaining demon masters.
Another place.
In the middle of the mountain range, a group of demons gathered, Madman Chu and Lan Yu faced the 100,000 demons in front of them, with no sadness or joy in their eyes.
"Lan Yu, would you like to kill demons with me?"
"You bow to your best, and you die!" Lan Yu burst into a blazing white light, wings spread out, silver armor covering the body, holding a light scepter, surging with sacred meaning.
This sacred meaning makes many demons feel very uncomfortable.
"Madman Chu, hand over the Tianhuang Demon Spear, I can keep your corpse!" The big man headed by Shurazong said coldly.
The madman of Chu took out the Tianhuang Demon Spear, inserted it in front of him, and scanned the group of demons, "The spear is here, if you want, come up and get it yourself."
After Tianhuang Magic Spear appeared, the breathing of the Mo Xiu present became heavy, staring at the magic spear one by one, their eyes red.
"Is this the magic spear? What a great rhyme!"
"Back then, the Promise Demon Venerable crossed the Azure Dragon Realm with this spear. If I could get this spear, so would I."
"Go!"
"Kill!!"
Before the leader could give orders, a group of magic repairs could not restrain their desire for magic spear, and rushed towards the madman of Chu.
Boom! !
An incomparably tyrannical sword aura gushed from the Chu madman's body, and the dozens of demonic cultivators who approached first were completely bombarded and killed by the sword aura!
Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy surging between heaven and earth, the rhyme of swordsmanship condenses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turning into twelve long pillars of sword energy that seal heaven and earth!
At this moment, a hundred li radius, turned into prison!
is another horrible sword rhyme condensed into a heavenly sword on the top of Chu Kuangren's head. The sword body trembles, and the sword aura dances freely like an endless wind, sweeping the audience!
Suddenly, bursts of mysterious Taoist sounds echoed in the sky, and there was a green lotus blooming under the Kuangren Chu's feet, and each petal was condensed by pure sword energy, with extremely mysterious Tao patterns flowing on it.
Nine Heavens Sword Prison, Sword of Heaven, Sword Song of Qinglian...
The three-dimensional anomaly, all of them broke out!
"Come!" Madman Chu held the Kunwu Sacred Sword in his hand, swept the horizontal sword, and swallowed out a domineering purple sword light.
Where the sword light passed, all the magic repairs were torn apart.
"The Spear of Judgment!" Lan Yu waved his wings and rose into the air, and a large number of bright Taoist rhymes gathered and turned into a white spear.
A spear burst out, smashed into the crowd and exploded, violent energy swept out, dozens of magic repairs were blown up on the spot.
"kill!!"
The demons roared and rushed up.
Various attacks were directed at the two Madman Chu. In the void, colorful energy slapped the void like a torrent of colors.
Most of these demon cultivators are golden cores, in the Nascent Soul realm, and a small part of them can reach the void. It is not a great person to take them out alone, but if a hundred thousand demon cultivators make a move together, it is extremely terrifying.
"White lotus cleansing the world!" There were ripples around the madman of Chu, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme condensed into blossoming white lotus, various energy attacks fell on it, and bursts of roaring sound erupted.
Smoke and dust are everywhere, and the dust is rolling, because the energy storm that this energy swept away ~EbookFREE.me~ caused the surrounding mountains to burst frantically!
Some magic repairs were affected by this energy storm, and they were blown out slightly weaker, and died suddenly on the spot!
"Did you make it?"
"Haha, even the Madman Chu, under such an attack, even the Venerable will definitely die."
A crowd of demons laughed wildly.
A purple sword light burst out from the dust, and the heads of several smiling Moxiu were split on the spot.
"how is this possible!"
"The Madman Chu is not dead yet!"
A sword aura swept out from the dust, dispelling the smoke and dust at the same time, beheading hundreds of demons around.
"Why, is this the only way for you?" Madman Chu and Lan Yu stood in place, surrounded by white lotus, they were unscathed!
The madman Chu glanced over the Moxiu present, indifferent, as if watching a group of ants.
"This white lotus is capable of defense!"
"Hmph, so what? I don't believe he can keep on defending. Let's go together. Don't forget, we have a hundred thousand people!"
"kill!"
Although a group of demonic cultivators were shocked by the madman's strength, they never had any retreat.
Whether it is the desire for Tianhuang Magic Spear, or the confidence in their own strength, this has prompted them to launch the second round of attack.
The madman Chu’s spiritual power surged, Dao Yun manifested, urging the Bailian Jingshi chapter, protecting himself and Lan Yu, and at the same time the attack on his hand did not stop, whether it was his sword aura or Lan Yu’s trial spear , Every time it is displayed, it can always take away a large amount of life of magic repair.
There are too many people, so they don’t have to lock them, as long as one shot, they can always hit.
One hundred thousand magic repairs are like cutting grass to the two of them.
