It turned into a black lotus, slowly blooming, and along with it, a strong smell of blood entered the nose.
What kind of magic skill is this? Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, and then he heard the Demon Emperor of Falsehood shout loudly, and a circle of black ripples spread out with the lotus as the center.
Among the ripples, some squirming monsters appeared, but their figures were very blurry and could not be seen clearly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression became more solemn, and at this moment the Zhoujin Destruction Sword finally struck.
The monster standing in front of him was over three feet tall, with a burly figure and bull-like horns on both sides of its temples. It held a mace in its hand and slammed into the Zhoujin Destruction Sword.
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Boom! The aura was radiating, and the demonic energy was surging. This monster was extremely powerful, but the sword of the fused Chaos Sky Fire was no small feat. The monster's figure trembled, and it was knocked back several steps.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was not happy. Instead, he showed a bit of surprise on his face, and then his face became gloomy. However, it was just an incarnation of demonic energy, and it was actually able to block the full force of the Zhoujin Destruction Sword.
This was a bit tricky, and Yuwen Zhouyuan began to reconsider whether he should oil the soles of his shoes immediately.
Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack had no effect, the Desert Wolf King remained unmoved. The nine incarnations raised their hands together, surrounded the False Demon King, and then struck down the magic weapon fiercely.
A sound like a thunderbolt from the blue passed into his ears. The Desert Wolf King's attack seemed to have no tricks, but its power was shocking. The monsters in front of him looked like paper. Either their heads were cut off, or their heads were cut off.
It was split in half from the center of the eyebrow.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed. It was the second time he had seen the strength of the great monk. As expected, it was far beyond his own, and he couldn't help but be very frightened.
After a slight hesitation, he summoned the Zhoujin Destruction Sword back, and then sacrificed the Zhoujin Destruction Sword. At this time, he heard the shocked and angry shouts of the False Demon Emperor, but it was after the Desert Wolf King chopped down the monster.
He took the opportunity to strike into the middle of the black lotus.
Suddenly, the demonic mist was like a hornet's nest that had been poked by someone. It began to surge with unprecedented intensity, and the demonic energy exploded. It was obvious that the Desert Wolf King was also going all out.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was a little dumbfounded that it turned out like this. Originally, he thought that even if the outcome of this battle could be determined, it would not be a short one, and it would probably be a very difficult and protracted battle.
Unexpectedly, from the very beginning, this old desert wolf would confront the opponent head-on. No! Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that he was desperate.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with strange light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The "rumbling" explosion continued to reach the ears. After only half a cup of tea, two loud roars suddenly came from the magic mist. They were the Desert Wolf King and the False Demon Emperor. Both of their voices were full of pain, and they didn't know it.
Who wins and who loses?
Yuwen Zhouyuan held the Zhoujin Destruction Sword in his palm. Even with his palace, a trace of nervousness appeared on his face as he unleashed his divine consciousness with all his strength.
At the same time, he raised his hand, and a white hurricane suddenly appeared in the air, but it was not in vain, it just blew the devilish energy to both sides.
Everything in front of him became clear again. When Yu Wen Zhouyuan saw it, his expression changed drastically!
First, the Desert Wolf King came into view. At this moment, this great demon clan in the late stage of the True King was in an extremely embarrassed state. His secret technique was broken and all his incarnations disappeared. What was especially terrifying was that he only had half of his body left.
He was cut into two pieces starting from the waist.
His face was as pale as paper, and a talisman was placed on his lower abdomen to stop the bleeding, but his whole body was shaking with pain.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands and feet were a little cold. The great demon beast in the late True King period was seriously injured when he encountered it. If it were him, wouldn't it be even worse? Could it be that he died here today?
Unexpectedly, the False Demon Emperor was not just bragging. He was so powerful after using real Kung Fu. Yu Wen Zhouyuan regretted it in his heart. He had known that he had greased the soles of his shoes while the two were fighting.
He was frightened in his heart, but after all, Yuwen Zhouyuan was far from being comparable to ordinary monks. He took a breath and suppressed his anxiety forcibly. Panic would not solve the problem, but would only put himself in an even more unfavorable situation.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his hand and fired several spells one after another. The Zhoujin Destruction Sword began to whistle, and at the same time, the sword arrays of other sword subordinates also activated their strongest defense.
The defense of the Chaos Fire Shield was also activated to the maximum. At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body was surrounded by bright red flames except for the sword light. Then Yuwen Zhouyuan felt relieved and looked up at the Demon Emperor of Falsehood again.
This sight made him take a breath of cold air. It turned out that this was the true face of the False Demon Emperor.
The apricot-huang Taoist robe had been completely torn. The upper body of this guy did not look like a human body at all. His height had soared to more than three feet.
The hair has turned into countless thin and silky tentacles, but each one is like a living snake, twisting and swaying constantly.
The forehead protrudes, and a sharp horn about a foot long emerges. The horn is gray-white, and there are countless electric lights twining on the surface.
In fact, this is slightly different from the initial form of the False Demon Emperor. After Liuli Patriarch merged with him, there will naturally be some changes in the mutual influence.
Although the form is a bit scary, Yuwen Zhouyuan has been in the immortal path for so long that he has never seen any monsters. What really makes him feel afraid is that the demonic energy on the opponent's body has become more and more intense, and it has become as substantial, at least in terms of momentum.
, this guy has already surpassed the great monks of the late True King period.
No wonder he was able to beat the Desert Wolf King half to death. Of course, as one of the three demon kings, this overlord of the lost desert is not just a superficial figure. The False Demon King was also seriously injured, and his lower abdomen and chest were opened.
A hole larger than the mouth of a bowl.
However, there was still no blood flowing out, and the demonic energy and granulation were constantly being repaired. This kind of injury was not a trivial matter for the monk, but the Demon Emperor of Falsehood didn't care at all.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes moved slightly, and then fell on his right hand. The thick magic arm had turned into a scimitar, about ten feet long, and his left hand was covered with scales, completely turning into a strange claw-like thing.
hateful!
The eyes of the Desert Wolf King were full of resentment. He still underestimated this monster, but he ended up with this result. He raised his left hand, and countless cyan light groups flew out of his sleeves. Then there was a blur, and each light group changed into
A little bird with sharp teeth and claws flapped its wings and swarmed towards the ancient demon!
The Desert Wolf King himself turned into a white frightening rainbow and flew downwards, where his body was chopped into half.
Although this kind of injury is a bit more terrifying, the Desert Wolf King still has a way to connect the two bodies together. For the great demon clan of the True King Stage, this is not an embarrassing problem.
But the False Demon Emperor naturally would not let him have his way. With a grin on his face, thick demonic energy surged up like a hurricane. Not only did those little birds fail to prevent the enemy from being injured, but they were easily swallowed by the enemy.
Then the Demon Emperor of Falsehood raised his demonic arm again, and the sound of "chichi" pierced the air was heard. Countless black shadows emerged, densely connected together, and flew forward at a jaw-dropping speed.
The target is the head of the Desert Wolf King. Naturally, he will not let go of this great demon clan in the True King Stage. This state of full demonic energy is also extremely dangerous for Ancestor Liuli. If he is not careful, Yuanying may be
Assimilated by the body of this false demon emperor.
It must be resolved quickly, otherwise the consequences may be disastrous.
Unexpectedly, the secret technique he released did not have the slightest blocking effect. The Desert Wolf King's face turned pale. At this moment, it was too late to dodge. He opened his mouth, and a stream of green clouds spurted out from his mouth, turning into a
A thick screen of dazzling green light appeared a few feet in front of him.
"Stab it." Those claw shadows grabbed hard, and the light curtain flickered for a while, and then a crack of about ten feet long was easily torn open, and the cut claw shadows filed in one after another.
"Am I going to perish too?" This thought suddenly came to the Desert Wolf King's mind, and he regretted it to the extreme. If he had known that the False Demon King after his transformation was so powerful, he should not have had a head-on confrontation with him.
However, it is too late to say anything now! Of course, as the overlord of one party, in his belief, he will never give up. His cheeks bulged, and his whole face turned blood red. This great demon king,
Just as he was about to use some taboo secret technique at all costs, a "wuwu" sound suddenly entered his ears, and countless sword shadows appeared beside him.
Needless to say, it was Yu Wen Zhouyuan who came to help. As Yu Wen Zhouyuan's city government, of course he understood the truth of death and coldness. Although he had also thought about oiling the soles of his shoes, the time was not right now.
Even though the Demon Emperor of Falsehood was attacking the Desert Wolf King, Yuwen Zhouyuan always felt that there was a ray of divine consciousness locking him tightly. If he ran away now, he might fall into the opponent's trap.
"Huh?" Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan did not leave, but instead came to the rescue of the Desert Wolf King, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Demon King of Falsehood. The shadows of his claws became thicker and thicker with the force of his magic power, and the speed almost increased by three points.
Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned and hurriedly fired out a spell. Hundreds of sword shadows flashed before appearing in front of the Desert Wolf King.
Just in time to collide with the claw shadow! Suddenly, the sound of explosions came, as dense as raindrops.
The two disappeared at the same time, and the False Demon Emperor frowned. It was indeed a soul magic weapon with the power of destruction. The magical power was much stronger than he imagined, and he was actually able to break his own claws.
But the Demon Emperor of Falsehood is not in the mood to pay attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan now. He has to eat his food one bite at a time, and his enemies have to be cut off one by one. As long as the Desert Wolf King is destroyed, although this kid is not weak in magical powers, in the final analysis, he is no more than the early stage of Yizhenjun.
Monk, destroying him is just a matter of effort.
Thinking of this, the False Demon Emperor burst out laughing wildly, and his figure turned into a faint stream of light and disappeared.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart froze, and there was no longer any sense in his consciousness. This method of concealment was similar to the method of concealment he was currently practicing in the Chaos Art of Creation.
As expected of the demons from the upper world! At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally couldn't care less about helping the Desert Wolf King. He returned his hands to form a ball and fired several magic formulas in succession.
Zhou Jin's Destruction Sword trembled, and an ice wall appeared in front of him. On the surface of the ice wall, there were blazing flames.