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Six hundred and thirtieth chapters strong debut

suddenly!

"Is this the demon clan?"

"Doesn't it look scary?"

"And it's pretty ugly."



A large group of monks suddenly appeared on the scene.

Including the four demon kings, no demon or human could see clearly how they appeared!

It's like...

It just appears out of nowhere!

These people wore different styles of Taoist robes, and some even looked like they were draped in quilts.

Everyone’s eyes are shining with wisdom and excitement!

The bodies were crooked and no one could stand straight.

Although the expressions are different, they give people the impression that they are not very bright...

Especially the two leaders are even more conspicuous.

One had white hair and was wearing a tattered white robe.

One was wearing a black robe, and the reflection of his bald head was particularly dazzling.

But the strange thing is that their cultivation level seems to be only in the Qi refining stage.

The appearance of such a scum-level existence on this battlefield seems particularly inconsistent.

And these two people were the two contestants that Ye Fan saw competing on the Holy Mountain before.

certainly.

Speaking of exchanging ideas, they were just gesticulating with Xia Jiba from a distance.

If you say it's a child's play house, no one will doubt it!

And the identities of the people behind them are about to be revealed!

The vast number of spiritual powerhouses from the Holy Mountain!

Strangely, the two top men, the Second Elder and Master Xieyan, did not appear.

And their appearance finally gave the four demon kings an "official" look in their eyes for the first time!

Because they really didn't see clearly how these guys appeared just now!

There is no trail to follow!

Their intuition told them that there was something wrong with these guys!

And there is a big problem!

"This guy seems to be dying." The white-haired monk glanced at the surviving tribulation-level monk: "Hua Feng, take him down for treatment."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

A one-eyed young man walked out of the crowd and walked towards the tribulation-transcending monk.

Never imagined.

This guy in black robes and white hair is actually the sect leader of the Holy Mountain!

Hua Feng just flew over in a daze, and naturally those demon commanders refused to do it.

He immediately picked up the guy in his hand and greeted him!

However, the next moment, Huafeng mysteriously disappeared!

Instead of quickly dodging, it disappears completely!

When he appeared again, he had already returned to the Holy Mountain team!

And what he was holding in his hand was the half-dead monk in the Tribulation Stage!

"Sect Master, can we start it now?!"

"That's right, I can't wait!"

"Those demon women are good-looking, no one can steal them from me!"



The people in the Holy Mountain shouted loudly, each one of them was worse than a bandit!

"Everyone is free to move!"

The sect leader gave an order!

Everyone in the Holy Mountain rushed out like wild dogs on the loose!

The scene that happened next completely shut down the monks hiding in the Dengxian Sect!

Although these monks from the Holy Mountain seem to have different realms, overall they are all on the low side.

The tallest ones seem to be only in the Nascent Soul realm.

Anyone who can come to the Dengxian Sect alive must start at the peak of Dongxu.

To them, the Nascent Soul Realm is a scum-level existence.

But these scum-level existences in their eyes now showed strength that was seriously inconsistent with their cultivation!

For example, a certain Holy Mountain monk in the Golden Core realm.

The fluctuations of the spell attacks he launched were indeed only at the level of the Golden Core realm.

But with an attack of this magnitude, a shadow-level demon was instantly killed in one move!

Shadow-level demons are equivalent to the strength of human beings in the combined realm!

Another example is the Holy Mountain monk who is in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He doesn’t even have any magic attacks!

He raised his fist and hit a demon general!

It doesn't have any moves or skills, it's just the bastard boxing of street gangsters.

But with such a fist without any skill or power, he smashed the demon general into pulp with one punch!!!



This scene that happened completely shattered the worldview of those ordinary monks...

Putting aside these monks who are down, these spiritual powerhouses in the Holy Mountain are having a great time!

Regardless of whether it was a magic attack or a bastard punch, a large group of demons fell down with one move!

Needless to say, the demon who was hit by the fist was beaten to pieces, and even the surrounding demons were affected!

This attack method with its own range of AOE is similar to the previous Ye Fan.

The difference is that their AOE range is obviously not as large as Ye Fan's, usually around a dozen feet in radius.

Otherwise, the demons will only suffer more heavy casualties.

But even so.

In one encounter, hundreds of thousands of demons were killed!

Although it seems small compared to the total amount of tens of millions, it cannot be sustained like this.

During this period, the Demon Commander was also involved.

Although some monks from the Holy Mountain were repelled, they did not cause any substantial damage.

The defense power of these Holy Mountain monks seems to be more abnormal than their attack power!

For example, before, Sanming Demon Commander's combined attack could injure Overhaul in the Tribulation Stage.

But now the attacks of seven or eight demon commanders fell on the monks of the Holy Mountain, and their clothes were only broken.

Not even a mark was left on the skin on my body!

Oh, not entirely.

For example, the person in front of me.

The clothes were cut, revealing the dark skin underneath.

As for why it is pitch black...

From the smell emanating from his skin, there is every reason to suspect that this guy has never taken a shower in his life!

Even a terrifying existence like the Demon Commander was so smoked that his brain was a little dazed...

The attacks of the demon commanders were not so much separating his skin as cutting through the layer of mud on the surface of his body...

And it's not completely melted, it's just the surface layer of the mud...

Um……

It's about four to five millimeters...

The black mud on his body was melted away, and the monk was obviously a little panicked!

"Damn it, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!"

The monk shouted loudly, "The Bastard Fist is just one pass through Xia Ji's Eight Swings!"

His movements seemed unpleasant, but these demon commanders just couldn't escape...

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang—!”

After being punched in the chest, these demon commanders flew out immediately!

Before I even hit the ground, I spit out a mouthful of blood...

At this moment, the four demon kings finally could no longer stand!

If you let these guys go on, you will become a polished commander!

Just when they were about to take action, four figures stopped in front of them!

The leader of the Holy Mountain with white hair and black robe!

The bald monk in white clothes who played house with the sect leader before!

The monk who was banging his head on the road earlier!

A monk practicing incarnation with a shovel on the roof!

And their identities are not simple either!

Apart from the sect leader, the remaining three are the top three elders of the Holy Mountain!

Due to the strange behavior of the people in the Holy Mountain before, the four demon kings no longer dare to underestimate their enemies!

Even though the opponent's cultivation and aura didn't even seem worthy of being called Zhazha, it still made them become more serious than ever before.

The demonic energy of the four demon kings is constantly surging, and the next attack must be very terrifying!

finally!

The Northern Demon King raised his right index finger, and a ten-foot-sized ball of demonic energy appeared in front of Elder Iron Head!

It didn't shoot out from between the fingers, but appeared directly like that!

And the power exuded by the magic ball is also terrifying!

As soon as this thing appeared, some of the surrounding demons were sucked in by the magic ball uncontrollably!

It instantly blended into the black ball, increasing the black ball's energy even more!

Elder Tietou didn’t panic at all!

Tilting his neck, his head swung towards the black ball!

"Bang——!"

With a headbutt, the black ball was knocked back!

Although the attack was launched by himself, the Northern Demon King did not dare to take it head-on.

After a lot of fuss, he neutralized his attack.

What the West Demon King uses is a black whip made of unknown material.

Every time you wave it, it will bring up a large amount of terrifying demonic energy!

And wherever these demonic energies passed, they actually tore some small cracks in the space!

The person facing him was Elder Shovel!

"Well done!"

Elder Shovel shouted, and slapped the shovel in his hand hard!

The West Demon King was about to fight back when suddenly there was a blur in front of his eyes!

Next, hundreds of figures suddenly appeared around!

Each of them looks exactly like Elder Shovel, and each holds a big, shiny shovel in his hand!

External incarnation!

The bald elder faced the Southern Demon King.

The weapon of the Southern Demon King is his fists.

Every time you punch, you will bring up a large amount of demonic energy!

The power is even greater than the two demon kings of the west and north!

Facing the attack of the Southern Demon King, the bald elder assumed his previous posture.

"I am free!"

He still shouted out the name of the technique very well.

But this time, it’s completely different from before!

The surging true energy exploded without any warning!

Hundreds of thousands of demons hundreds of feet away were instantly killed by his burst of zhenqi!

And the white-haired sect leader faced off against the strongest East Demon King!

The attack method of the East Demon King is relatively traditional.

The demonic energy condensed into a thick spell and shot towards the white-haired sect master!

"Hunyuan Wuji!"

With a loud shout, the white-haired sect master's body began to tremble rapidly at a strange frequency, causing a large afterimage!

And between the afterimages, there was a large flash of lightning!

The lightning surged and surged, vaguely forming five long whips!

Although the process seems complicated, it actually only takes a moment.

When the East Demon King's spell arrived, the white-haired sect master successfully counterattacked!

The five lightning whips turned into swimming dragons and twisted towards the magic energy technique!


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