Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly: "Ancestor Qianji, every time you sacrifice a clone, your strength will become weaker. How long can you last like this?"
"Zhuo Yifan, why bother to kill them all?"
Ancestor Qianji vomited blood and ran wildly while shouting angrily.
"Ancestor Qianji, you know very well that you will definitely die in this battle, so why bother struggling."
Zhuo Yifan locked onto the aura of Qianjibian, and his air escape was astonishing, even faster than teleportation.
The confusing clone thrown by Qianji Ancestor had no effect on him at all.
On the contrary, Xuanyuan Lieyang followed closely and aimed at the clone with a flurry of old punches.
These clones were no match for Xuanyuan Lieyang, and they were all destroyed one after another, causing the Qianji Ancestor's strength to continue to decline.
Ancestor Qianji gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he could not get rid of Zhuo Yifan.
Between chasing and escaping, he unknowingly came to the Fang Family Continent again.
Ancestor Qianji laughed wildly: "Zhuo Yifan, this is my territory. If you dare to chase me, you are seeking death."
Thousands of soldiers were ordered to come, with various weapons aimed at the sky.
It's a pity that such a formation can be used to deal with a large army, but it has nowhere to deal with a super master like Zhuo Yifan who can escape from the void.
He follows closely the Thousand Machine Ancestor, not to mention whether he can accurately attack the fast-moving target. Once the gun is fired, even the Thousand Machine Ancestor must be within the striking range.
These warriors regard the Qianji Ancestor as a god, so how could they fire on him?
Ancestor Qianji gritted his teeth when he saw this: "Don't worry about it so much, just give it to me."
Boom boom boom!
The magic cannon tore through the void, leaving clear marks in the sky.
Suddenly, the entire sky seemed to be divided by a sharp knife, showing traces of fragments.
Zhuo Yifan laughed, but he perfectly avoided these fluctuations and followed closely.
On the contrary, Qianji Ancestor did not have Zhuo Yifan's super long spiritual sense, so he seemed very passive. He was hit by magic cannons several times, which was terrible.
"Damn it, stop attacking."
Ancestor Qianji was so depressed that he vomited blood.
Zhuo Yifan missed, but he was hit a few times. It was a joke.
It is no exaggeration to describe the movement speed of the two people as lightning. One moment they were hundreds of miles away, and the next moment they disappeared from sight without a moment's pause.
Suddenly, the running Ancestor Qianji let out a cry of surprise.
This voice was full of horror and disbelief.
Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a very bad feeling arose.
Without thinking, he immediately spread out the void and fled away.
"In the name of my god of death, sacrifice hundreds of lives."
I never expected that the location of the Qianji Ancestor was actually a sacrificial formation!
Dongfang Liang was caught by him and had no strength to resist. But for some reason, when he came to the sacrifice formation, he suddenly took action, broke free from the restraint, and began to sacrifice.
Dongfang Liang mastered the ancient method of sacrifice and signed a contract with an unknown god. When he sacrificed, he usually did not need a large sacrifice formation.
But now he is extremely weak and his magic power has been sealed, so he has no choice but to resort to a large formation.
Ancestor Qianji couldn't believe his ears. He said angrily: "Who do you think you are? You are so lowly. How can you sacrifice me and my people? Who gave you the right?"
Dongfang Liang laughed strangely: "Ancestor Qianji, you finally fell into my trap."
Boom boom boom!
The hundred-mile formation was activated, and the creatures inside exploded one after another, and blood rained all over the sky.
Although the ancestor of Qianji was powerful, he fought for ten days and ten nights, and was accidentally attacked and injured by Zhuo Yifan. He even sacrificed several clones along the way. He was already at the end of his strength. Facing the pull of the sacrifice formation, he simply could not
Can't resist.
A heart beats violently, the soul expands, and is about to burst.
But at this moment, a strange fluctuation suddenly came from the distance, which made his nervously beating heart calm down.
Ancestor Qianji couldn't help but be overjoyed, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and he slapped Dongfang Liang with one palm,
Poof!
Before he could take out the palm, he saw a cold light flash before his eyes, and the Death Scythe appeared out of nowhere, crossed his neck, and hooked lightly.
The devil's body is comparable to a top-notch magic weapon.
But under the death sickle, it was cut easily like tofu.
A head rolled out.
Ancestor Qianji's mouth was still opening and closing, his face full of disbelief.
boom!
Although his head fell off, his powerful soul consciousness still controlled his body, hugging Dongfang Liang tightly and bending him hard.
Click!
Dongfang Liang's body was actually bent into two pieces from behind by the Demon King's body.
His last consciousness condensed into an arrow of soul, which was aimed at Dongfang Liang's brain and struck hard.
The death sickle in Dongfang Liang's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and his eyes were also filled with disbelief.
Originally, he could easily handle the attack from the Thousand Machine Ancestor, but at this critical moment, a strange fluctuation sounded in the depths of his soul.
For a moment, he felt confused and his heart was beating rapidly as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
Even someone as tyrannical as him can't control it.
Just this second of delay allowed Qianji Ancestor's demonic body to succeed and break his body directly.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, another extremely strong wave sounded in the depths of his soul, and he felt that his heart suddenly exploded, and a big black hole appeared.
Dongfang Liang looked behind him and found Zhuo Yifan standing outside the sacrifice formation, looking at him with a cold smile.
"Zhuo Yifan, you...you are so insidious."
Dongfang Liang roared hoarsely.
Halfway through the sacrifice, it came to an abrupt end.
Because the owners of the sacrifice were all dead, it naturally could not continue.
Zhuo Yifan waved his hand, and the exploding flesh and blood condensed into blood pills and flew to his side.
Dongfang Liang fell to the ground, since he didn't move.
Xuanyuan Lieyang came over and happened to see this scene. He was shocked and almost couldn't believe it.
When Qianji Ancestor and Dongfang Liang broke out, they were both the most powerful demon king-level forces in the lower world, and they could be called invincible existences.
But now, the two of them are dead like this!
He died in the hands of a true immortal who had just successfully overcome the tribulation.
Even if he witnessed this kind of thing with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it, as if he was dreaming.
Besides being shocked, he was also ecstatic.!
In this way, the Dark Plane took over the entire demon world!
It's so easy.
Seeing the black clouds in the sky dissipate, Zhuo Yifan was about to walk into the formation and collect his loot. Suddenly, Dongfang Liang's body fell into the earth like smoke of nothingness.
Falling into the trap with him was the Death Scythe.
Zhuo Yifan's expression changed drastically, and he came to the place where Dongfang Liang disappeared in one step, dumbfounded.
There was nothing there, as if Dongfang Liang had never existed.
Dongfang Liang's body and breath disappeared without a trace.
Xuanyuan Lieyang's face also changed drastically, and his powerful spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire earth, and found nothing.
All this is like a phantom.
Zhuo Yifan's heart sank, Dongfang Liang was not dead, there would be endless troubles!
No one knows when he will come out and stir up trouble again.