"Thunder Fist!"

In the Xutian, the great elder Zheng Yuanshi roared, and his body turned into a lightning bolt. He appeared behind a powerful demon soul in an instant. His right fist surrounded by thunder punched him behind him, directly knocking him into the ground.

In the earth below.

"Ten directions of silver rings!"

At the same time, the Great Elder shouted again, and saw ten silver rings instantly transforming out to protect himself, just blocking the attack from the three powerful demons from the left, right and behind.

"puff!"

However, even so, the great elder could not bear the power of the four soul-powered ones, and was bombarded by the three demon soul-powered ones.

"Yuanshi, is it okay!"

Behind him, Sun Tong, an old elder of the Fenglei Sect, had a palm against the demon soul elder who was fighting with him, and with the power of countershock, he flew to the side of the elder.

"Damn it!"

After wiping the blood at the corner of his mouth, the elder looked around at the seven demon soul powerful men gathered together again in front of him, and his heart was already cold. Sun Tong beside him couldn't help but sigh.

At this point, the ten soul elders led by the Great Elder had already killed eight of them. Only he and his uncle Sun Tong were left with the thunder attributes in their martial arts to barely restrain the demonic energy, and they lived to this day.

It's not that they are not strong, but the demons' souls are too weird, as if they are painless. No matter how attacks hit them, they have no reaction. All they have is silent attack, fearless

Dead attack.

What made the elder even more helpless was that no matter how much damage these demon soul elders were injured, as long as they were not fatal to one blow or killed by a series of attacks, they could rely on the demonic energy that was wandering in the battlefield and the demon objects on the earth.

The demonic energy can recover your own injuries and spiritual power in a short period of time.

It was also after he died in battle with three powerful souls on his own side that the elder saw that the situation was not good, so he carried the attack of three powerful souls of the demon clan and used the Eight Desolate Thunder Technique to kill a demon clan.

A strong soul.

"Only one move can be used!"

Taking a deep breath, the Great Elder had made a decision in his heart, and countless thunders shone in his body.

"Yuanshi, no!"

Sun Tong was shocked and hurriedly said, "With this trick, your chances of survival are very small. Anyway, you can't do anything. Go back first and then make plans!"

"I have fought with the sect leader for half a lifetime, and the disciple I have trained has also died at the hands of that boy. Now, I have to participate in that boy's plan. It's really ironic..."

The elder shook his head in disappointment and said with a hint of firmness: "Those core disciples are the future of the sect. If these demon soul powerful people are immortalized, even if they succeed, they will never be able to evacuate safely, let alone I am not.

There is no way out.”

"Yuanshi, you..."

At this moment, Sun Tong looked at the elder in surprise, and finally could only shake his head helplessly and said, "In this way, don't worry, I will definitely take your body back to the sect with the Thunder Pool left by the ancestor.

Help you recover.”

"good!"

"The Eight Desolations of Thunders and Body Turns into Thunders!"

With a loud shout, the elder's whole body turned into a ball of light that burst into thousands of thunder, and then directly shot among the seven demon soul powerhouses in the realm!

boom!

The next moment, accompanied by a huge roar, countless thunders raged the world, instantly devouring seven demon soul powerhouses.

In his sight, the thunder light curtain in the void lasted for thirty breaths before gradually dissipating, and finally turned into a great elder and fell down weakly. In the void, there was no other powerful demon soul survivor!

Sun Tong flashed and hurriedly caught the elder.

"Uncle Master, you..."

However, before fainting, the elder suddenly saw his uncle's hideous smile on his face, and his palm was raised high, and thunder lingered!

"Mr. Nephew, for the sake of the master's plan, you can die. Don't worry, you are not the only one, but all of them will die in the seven teams!"

After saying that, Sun Tong turned into a thunder palm knife and inserted it into the body of the Great Elder, pinching the beating heart and directly penetrated the body, and then directly pinching the Great Elder's heart to burst.

"division……"

With a look of disbelief and unwillingness on his face, the Great Elder fell on the ground and was instantly torn apart by a group of monsters.

Looking at the monsters surging below, Sun Tong said expressionlessly: "Yuanshi, it's easy to go all the way. The Sect Master will avenge your disciple's revenge."

...

In the battlefield of the passage plain

"Look, that's the weird demon cannon dragon beast!"

When he saw dozens of strange demon cannon dragon beasts in front of him, Bi Qiuying couldn't hide his excitement and quickly shouted at the dozen people behind him. An Xiangyun next to him also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was really difficult to go along the way. Five core disciples died in battle, and only less than ten disciples in the Bone Forging Realm were left, and almost all disciples in the Blood Coagulation Realm were destroyed.

The price is too high!

Fortunately, they have found the magical demon cannon dragon beast.

"Second Brother, it depends on you next!"

After taking a look, Yan Feng, the second-ranked core disciple of the Fenglei Sect who had been protecting everyone, slapped out with a palm, frozen the rushing monster, and said to the rest: "Everyone will hold on!"

"good!"

"Terrently protect Senior Brother Yan!"

“…”

The remaining ten people shouted, fighting with the surrounding monsters with all their might, and buying time for Yan Feng as much as possible!

"I'm sorry, everyone!"

Yan Feng did not delay at the moment. He flipped his big hand and a long sword appeared in his hand, then jumped into the sky. Then, he twisted the seal technique with his hand and brushed his fingers like a sword across the sword body. At the same time, his spiritual power was poured into the long

In the sword!

Suddenly, thunder runes shone on the sword body. After a few breaths, a fifty-foot thunder sword light spewed out from the sword body.

However

Just when everyone thought Yan Feng was holding the Xuanlei Sword, one of the treasures of Fenglei Sect's sect, and killed the Dragon Beast of the Devil Cannon, he was surprised to find that Yan Feng had a expressionless sword slashed towards them!

"Second Brother, you..."

boom!

This sudden change made everyone stunned and was instantly overwhelmed by the thunder sword light.

In the cracked earth, among the splattered rocks, two figures flew backwards, all of which were vomiting blood, and there was a deep sword wound on their bodies.

"Senior sister, are you okay!"

"I can't die!"

An Xiangyun and Bi Qiuying supported each other and looked at Yan Feng who was coming from the sky with a serious face.

Under that blow, if the two of them had not finally reacted with the Fire Sword Shield and Ice Prison Han Lan, they would have died under the sword light like those brothers. However, although they survived,

But the two of them were unable to fight again after the consumption and injuries along the way.

"Second Brother, why do you do this?"

Covering the sword wound on his chest and holding a long sword, Bi Qiuying looked at Yan Feng in despair and asked coldly.

"If you want to blame me, blame Hu Mingxian."

Without saying much, Yan Feng just ruthlessly cut off the Xuan Lei Sword!

At this moment, a voice with some doubt echoed in the battlefield.

"Blame me?"

boom!

The moment he landed, the terrifying energy suddenly shattered all the monsters within a hundred feet of the surrounding area. Hu Mingxian punched him and directly smashed the sword light of the treasure. Then, he stepped into the void and stepped to Yan Feng's body.

Before, another punch was shot out!

"you!"

In amazement, Yan Feng quickly placed the Xuan Lei long sword in front of his chest.

However, the punch that came was extremely domineering, directly shattering the Xuan Lei Sword, and even directly knocked Yan Feng backwards Xu Tian and smashed directly into the group of strange demon cannon dragon beasts.

"Save...save me..."

Amid the miserable and desperate wailings, the huge demon cannon dragon beast stepped Yan Feng into flesh mud with one kick.

"Luo... Luo Fan...is it...you..."

"Little...Little Junior Brother..."

All this came too quickly and too suddenly. From the moment the young man appeared in front of him to the moment Yan Feng died, in just ten breaths, the original situation of death had been resolved.

I was shocked for a long time with An Xiangyun.
To be continued...