Liu Yunmeng's silver hair was flying, and a huge amount of silver lightning suddenly surged in front of him, dark red pillars of fire, dazzling cold light, overwhelming green wind blades, and golden light like the scorching sun.

The five types of five elements of energy intertwined and rotated each other, forming three huge energy vortexes, which attacked three armored demon cultivators at the same time when they were shaking the sky and the earth.

"Oh shit!"

The head-headed armored monk with two horns was shocked and cursed inwardly, saying, "This female cultivator is really troublesome."

The three armored monks released the overwhelming black storm with all their strength, defending against the three Zhenwu Kongming spells released by Liu Yunmeng.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The heavy explosion sounded endlessly, the sky was torn apart, and the strong light covered everything around.

With the powerful defense of reversing the Yin-Yang Curse, Liu Yunmeng resisted the energy impact generated by the explosion.

After one blow, except for the armor monks in the lead, there was nothing wrong with them, a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of their mouths. In order to resist Liu Yunmeng's full-strength attack just now, their body was injured.

Liu Yunmeng consumed a lot of essence, blood and vitality, and his aura was weakened, but he still tried hard to resolute Yin and Yang curse, not wanting to show his decline.

If I had known that the situation in Beiyuan was turbulent, I should have left early. Liu Yunmeng regretted it.

Recently, some crises appear to have occurred in the ancient demon world, which has led some demon monks to cross the border to the ancient spiritual world.

These demon cultivators who were in chaos in the Beiyuan land at this moment were the Wind Demon Clan in the ancient demon world. The Wind Demon Clan is strong and has a high race in the ancient demon world, and is extremely cruel and bloodthirsty.

The Wind Demon Clan, who broke through the boundary, relied on its powerful power to occupy the land of the North Abyss, kill all the casual cultivators here, and plunder resources as much as possible.

Liu Yunmeng originally didn't want to wade into this muddy water, but when she left Beiyuan, she was unfortunately targeted by the other party's patriarch. The monk in front of her, with an ugly face, horns on her head, and wearing black armor, was the patriarch of the Feng Demon clan.

I wanted to escape, but I was restricted by the dimensional blockade used by the other party. Liu Yunmeng was forced to fight with the three senior leaders of the Wind Demon clan.

"Little beauty, I am the patriarch of the Wind Demon Clan of the ancient demon world. I have a noble status and it is your blessing to follow me. Now I will give you the last chance. If you surrender obediently and become my concubine, I will let you go! If you don't follow, the patriarch will kill you now!"

The head of the Wind Demon Clan stared at Liu Yunmeng with his expression already looking a little impatient.

"Ugly, you want me to be your concubine too? Bah! Kill me if you have the ability, otherwise don't swear here."

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Liu Yunmeng's mouth. She knew that she could not leave now but wanted to leave, so she could only sacrifice her life to seek a glimmer of hope.

The patriarch of the Wind Demon clan was furious: "Very good, bitch, since you don't eat the punishment for toasting, then the patriarch will fulfill you!"

As soon as the roar fell, the leader of the Wind Demon clan sacrificed a blood-colored whip lock and frantically poured spiritual power into the whip lock.

"boom!"

The whip lock suddenly gushed out blood light into the sky, and the violent spiritual pressure swept across the world, making people frightened and terrified!

"Pseudo-immortal weapon!"

Liu Yunmeng's pretty face turned pale. She had seen Xi Feng's broken blue axe. The whip lock sacrificed by the leader of the Wind Demon Clan was not weaker than the broken blue axe. It was undoubtedly a pseudo-immortal weapon.

The head of the Wind Demon clan opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood into the blood-colored whip lock, shouting: "Thorn chain, go!"

As soon as the roar fell, the blood-colored whip lock absorbed a large amount of essence and blood provided by the patriarch of the Wind Demon clan, and turned into a red meteor, attacking Liu Yunmeng with lightning speed.

Liu Yunmeng bit her teeth and tried her best to push away the reverse Yin-Yang Curse, trying to defend against this attack.

However, a scene that she never expected appeared.

The thorn whip lock turned into countless chain shadows, like layers of red giant nets, swallowing Liu Yunmeng directly.

Although Liu Yunmeng has a Yin-Yang barrier that reversals the Yin-Yang Curse, the thorn chains seem to be able to swallow spiritual power, and the energy of the Yin-Yang barrier is rapidly weakening until it collapses.

“Buzz!”

Soon, the defense against the Yin-Yang Curse finally disappeared, and the thorns tied Liu Yunmeng tightly like maggots on the tarsal bones.

"Oops!"

Liu Yunmeng was in a state of confusion and struggled desperately, but her spiritual power was absorbed by the whip lock and was empty.

"Hahaha, bitch, I think you dare to be stubborn?"

The Wind Demon Clan smiled proudly.

"Don't struggle with it, the thorn chain is the treasure of our Wind Demon clan."

"Beauty, if you surrender earlier, you wouldn't end like this."

Seeing that Liu Yunmeng was tied up, the other two elders of the Wind Demon Clan looked playful.

A trace of despair and fear flashed through Liu Yunmeng's beautiful eyes. She was not afraid of death, but was extremely afraid of being defiled.

The leader of the Fengmo tribe came forward, raised Liu Yunmeng's chin, and said intoxicatedly: "The beauty in the ancient spiritual world is really good. It would be a pity if the leader of this tribe killed you directly."

Liu Yunmeng had a very good temperament and appearance, which made the patriarch of the Wind Demon Clan feel a little surprised. For a moment, he was reluctant to kill this woman directly.

"roll!"

Liu Yunmeng's delicate body trembled and her voice shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Bitch, seeking death!"

The head of the Wind Demon Clan turned cold and slapped Liu Yunmeng.

"Bang!"

Liu Yunmeng was slapped, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and the resentment in her eyes did not diminish at all. She sneered and sneered: "Ugly demons, you have only this ability. If you really have the ability, you will not bully me, a female cultivator, because of others. Don't think that the ancient spiritual world is your territory. You wastes will die sooner or later without a burial place. Before you die, I'd better give this girl a little more happiness!"

"Bitch, as you wish!"

The leader of the Wind Demon Clan was furious. He was really angry by Liu Yunmeng's words. He raised his right palm and slapped Liu Yunmeng's forehead, preparing to kill this ignorant bitch.

At this critical moment.

"Stop it!"

A roar like thunder came from the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light passed in a flash!

"Puff!"

Before the leader of the Wind Demon clan could react, his right hand that had just been raised suddenly broke into two pieces!

A large amount of blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering everywhere.

"ah!!!"

The head of the Wind Demon clan held his broken arm and let out a shrill scream. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and he roared like crazy: "Who dares to sneak attack on this clan leader?"

"who?!"

The two elders of the Wind Demon Clan were also shocked.

"It's me!"

A golden light came to them like a teleportation. As soon as the light subsided, it was Shen Lang in a white robe.

Shen Lang's face was gloomy and terrible.

The silver light that flashed just now turned into a white shadow sword and flew back to his hands.

"Shen...Shen Lang?"
Chapter completed!