Endless gravity flows silently into the battlefield, and a trace of wind appears in the universe. It is like a gentle breeze, which can soothe people's mood, but it also makes people feel surprised when they encounter it in a vacuum.
The power of earth, fire, feng shui, and Bagua represents the foundation of the world. If the eight monarchs work together, they can create a false world, a world that can allow ordinary creatures to survive.
But if these monarchs have malicious intentions, it will become the enemy's worst nightmare.
Suddenly, a shrill roar came from the battlefield, causing all the monarchs to pause, including Shen Zhao, who was a little surprised. Ximu seemed to have killed a sword cultivator by himself?
"Hehehehe, you are not only scum, but you are also scum that can kill each other. Look at this pile of flesh and blood, they are all your companions. Sure enough, you might as well find a piece of tofu and kill them."
Ximu rarely revealed his figure, the demon's noble words still stimulated these swordsmen, and in front of him was a figure in white who was chopped into pieces.
In fact, his plan is very simple. First of all, he doesn't need a group of swordsmen who still have some sense. Secondly, although he can't cause trauma to these people, they can themselves.
So when the sword cultivator's sanity was dissipating, he had already entered the devil's web. The immortality of the devil was of course the core of the plan.
In his expectation, one of his own demons could at least eliminate this group of people until there was only one left, and then the eight demons worked together to kill the last "heavily injured" swordsman.
As for why Ximu was so sure, it was all from observation, his vague contempt for Bo Gang, his fear of Xiaoyu, and his indifference to other demons.
So sometimes you don't have to rely entirely on yourself, and enemy attacks are also a good help.
Roar~!
As soon as Ximu finished speaking, the violent sword cultivator became more and more violent. Endless sword light erupted without blind spots. The protective sword light around each sword cultivator became even more intense. It seemed that the death of their companions had stimulated them.
A big smile appeared on Ximu's face, and his body merged into scarlet again. He continued to taunt: "Oh, I'm angry, why are you still conscious? Don't you feel ashamed? You were obviously exterminated by others,
If you are still helping these crazy people now, it turns out that they are all a bunch of scum of the human race."
clank clank.
Endless sword light cut through everything, rushing in all directions with extreme fury. Bo Gang, who had just entered scarlet, was instantly killed, and was slowly reorganizing with the power of immortality.
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Shen Zhao outside. He originally thought that the demons could not solve this crushing battle, but now it seems that he underestimated the demons.
However, this is not to blame Shen Zhao, the gap between the two sides is really huge. If they were really compared, it would be like the difference between an immortal magic apprentice and a group of magic gods.
After all, this is a force that can compete with the gods. Although some figures are missing, the confrontation of twenty thousand years is still certain.
"It seems that Ximu doesn't need our help anymore." Curlan calmly withdrew his gravity, and the other demons did the same.
To be honest, demons all like to be alone, even Sao Feng, who has the best relationship with other demons. Perhaps this is caused by his strange arrogance and self-esteem.
But no matter what, the devil's thinking from the beginning was not to solve the problem together, but to think about how to defeat a hundred with one, such as Ximu now.
Of course, Curse Lan will not keep watching. After all, judging from the fact that he is willing to summon other demons, he will still consider it comprehensively. But when there is hope, he is actually no different from other demons.
Shen Zhao didn't say anything. He also had that weird arrogance, but what he was thinking about now was: Where did these ghost things come from? Did they come out automatically when the time is up? Or is it?
Shenzhao looked into the depths of the universe. He didn't believe that the gods couldn't solve this level of swordsmanship. If it wasn't impossible to solve it, then he didn't want to solve it.
Or. Places beyond the jurisdiction of gods?
And why is it 50,000 years shorter than the Age of Behemoths? Shouldn’t such a powerful enemy appear 100,000 years after the iteration begins?
Fearful figures emerged from his body and rushed towards the battlefield. The fearful king was afraid that his strength would be weakened, so the effect of these fears was to weaken his strength.
Shen Zhao had more and more doubts in his heart, and his eyes flashed solemnly when he looked at the battlefield. If he really lost fifty thousand years, it would be troublesome.
In the battlefield.
Ximu was still taunting Laman, and the bloody smell in this scarlet battlefield was getting stronger and stronger. Five people had already been cut into pieces by his own sword light, and Ximu's voice eliminated all the sword cultivators' remaining efforts.
"Another one, what should I say? Oh, I'm so scared, a group of swordsmen are coming to kill demons and save the common people?"
"It's a pity that all those killed were our own people."
clank clank.
Every time the sound appeared, countless sword rays cut through Scarlet, slashing in the direction of the sound. Even when there was no sound, the indiscriminate sword rays were flying around, and the invisible Ximu also turned into stumps from time to time.
But immortality is the basis of this drama, and the devil is already invincible.
"It hurts so much. My wings fell off again. Oh yo, they grew back again. I'm coming out now. You have to see clearly." Ximu's voice at this time was even a bit mean and abnormal.
Annoying.
The moment he finished speaking, he appeared behind a sword cultivator, unlocked the devil's automatic defense, and hugged the sword cultivator gently from behind like a lover.
"Goodbye, cutie."
Ximu whispered softly in the sword cultivator's ears. The next moment, Ximu was torn apart by the sword cultivator's body-protecting sword energy. At the same time, a large chopping sound appeared, causing Ximu and the sword cultivator to directly turn into pieces.
But those black fragments were disappearing, just like they had disappeared five times before, and then there was a sound that sounded mean no matter how it sounded, and it seemed to be specifically trying to mess with people's mentality.
"It's the sixth one. I count ninety-one left. We can still play for a long time."
No matter how strange this scene looks, if an ordinary strong person has already begun to arrange spells to catch Ximu, it may be a sword formation, or a formation, or it may be something else.
But it's so weird now. These swordsmen only know how to slash wildly. Although there are sword moves, and even many large-scale sword moves, they are tricked by a little devil.
"Bah chirp."
Suddenly the sound of chewing came, and many sword cultivators chopped directly in that direction. In an instant, Bo Gang, who secretly ate the sword cultivator's body, was chopped into pieces, and then slowly reunited due to his immortality.
"Bo Gang, what are you doing here? If you want something to eat, go out and wait, I'll bring it to you." Ximu's voice sounded, with some dissatisfaction.
It's obviously his home court now, why not come together with everyone when there are only a few left? I'm angry that I came here at this time.
"They cut me, I want to eat them!" Bo Gang said angrily.
clank clank.
The body that had just been condensed was chopped into pieces again. The gap was too big. This also represented the gap between the demon era and the true peak era.
The development time of demons is too short, of course, not counting the 30,000 years before Shen Zhao came. At that time, these bad players were the existence that made the world anxious.
"It's up to you. Just be quiet and don't disturb me while I play games."
Before Ximu could finish his words, some black ghosts rushed into the battlefield and rushed towards each sword cultivator.
Just the next moment, these black wandering souls were chopped into pieces and disappeared directly.
Ximu looked helplessly outside the battlefield. He finally found the fun. Why would anyone want to get involved?
But that's Shen Zhao's method and he can't do anything about it. Who makes him the boss now?
Just when Ximu was about to continue to sacrifice heroically with those sword cultivators, darkness instantly enveloped Scarlet, gravity, thunder, earth, water, fire, wind, and even purification. Layers of authority directly enveloped the entire Scarlet and formed layers of barriers.
Ximu was a little confused, but the next moment, his heart suddenly sank, and a sense of crisis was strong enough to suffocate him.
This sense of crisis made him feel that even immortality could not completely eliminate the trauma of this thing. Maybe he would be attached to this trauma like he was 20,000 years ago until another 20,000 years.
Ximu instantly grabbed the newly resurrected Bo Gang and took him away from the battlefield.
And at this moment, a sword light struck from the depths of the universe, cutting off all the stars in its way, and a huge coercion instantly filled everything.
The battlefield spread out by the nine authorities was directly cut and split from the middle, with no intention of blocking the sword light.
Ximu glanced back, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, he knew he couldn't escape!
He flapped his wings and quickly lifted up. Bo Gang was kicked away by him and flew to the left, trying to avoid the sword light.
Curse Lan took action, and a black hole rune directly surpassed Ximu and Bo Gang and exploded behind them, blocking everyone.
But this sword light seemed to be unstoppable, instantly cutting through the black hole and annihilating it, and then rushed straight towards the demon without losing any power.
Ximu was split in half from the middle, and a low groan of pain spread across the starry sky. That was Ximu who was still laughing even after being chopped into clay. You can imagine how intense his pain is now.
Shen Zhao frowned deeply, he could feel that the real target of this sword light was Xiaoyu!
This monster that is so powerful that it makes demons suffocate is also afraid of her purification!
Shen Zhao directly grabbed Xiao Yu, and the Eye of Aurora was used without any hesitation. The sword light cut through the direction of Xiao Yu's original position without any accident, leaving a crack that tore apart the space.
And that sword light continued to rush into the depths of the universe, seemingly cutting through the entire universe unstoppably.
The demons that had dispersed long ago returned to their original positions. Looking at this gap in space, the solemnity in their eyes became stronger and stronger.
The Western wood that was cut in the distance was still not assembled at this time, and the two neat halves were floating in the vacuum, as if they were truly dead.
Shen Zhao and Xiao Yu appeared again. He looked back at the sword light that was gradually flying away behind him. Stars were blooming like fireworks.
Looking at the space cracks again, Shen Zhao realized something very serious.
Maybe the world lord of the sword cultivation era is here!