Shusheng held a hammer in his hand. Although there was blood on the hammer, the aura of the hammer did not change at all.
The innate energy has not diminished at all.
As powerful as ever!
A hammer hit Qingluan Demon Saint until he was dizzy.
Qingluan Demon Saint himself was extremely puzzled.
It is obvious that his demon blood has tainted this innate spiritual treasure. It stands to reason that within at least three hours, this innate spiritual treasure will no longer have any power.
Why does it hurt so much when I hit it with a hammer?
"Master Ye's treasure is indeed extraordinary!"
Shu Sheng looked at the hammer in his hand and was extremely surprised.
He was originally worried that the demon blood of Qingluan Demon Saint would really make the hammer lose its effectiveness.
But now take a look.
No impact at all.
The power is still so strong.
Shusheng took it for granted that this must be because of Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun must have cast some magical spell on this treasure so that the treasure would not be affected in any way.
Even the strange demon blood of Qingluan Demon Saint will not have any effect.
"Young master Ye is truly a man of great powers and unfathomable."
"This way, I will have no worries anymore."
Shusheng's confidence was greatly boosted. Seeing that Qingluan Demon Saint was still confused, he picked up the hammer and rushed over.
Although the hammer is not very easy to use, in order to defeat Qingluan Demon Saint, how can Shusheng care whether it is easy or not?
Just one word!
Swing!
Nothing fancy or fancy.
That’s his motherfucker!
One effort will bring down ten!
What's more, for such a powerful treasure, you don't need any moves or methods.
Just swing it out.
Just leave the rest to the hammer.
Seeing the hammer attack again, Qingluan Demon Saint had no time to react.
boom!!!
Another hit on the head.
This time, Qingluan Demon Saint's head was bleeding.
The body fell down like a kite with its string broken.
The demon blood sprayed all over the sky, just like pouring rain.
This scene made everyone in the Baijia family feel excited again.
"It seems that Mr. Ye's treasure is different from ordinary innate spiritual treasures and is not affected by the demon blood!"
Yan Wuqiu said in surprise.
"Does this hammer also belong to that person?"
Sheng Xiaozi looked at Ye Qingyun in surprise.
"Where did this person come from with such a unique innate spiritual treasure?"
Sheng Xiaozi was even more curious about Ye Qingyun.
She really wanted to go to Ye Qingyun and ask for clarification. >
But the war is not over yet, so it is obviously not a good time.
I can only suppress my curiosity for the time being.
Ye Qingyun naturally didn't know that Sheng Xiaozi had been secretly sizing him up.
He was always staring at the battle in the distance.
Seeing that the hammer was unharmed, Ye Qingyun's anxious heart was finally relieved.
"It seems that this hammer is different from ordinary treasures and will not be contaminated by the demon blood."
Ye Qingyun said secretly in his heart.
"This piece of shit, the system, has run away, but what's left behind is still very powerful."
Da Mao raised his head and glanced at Ye Qingyun, as if he could hear Ye Qingyun muttering something in his heart.
at this time.
The battle situation has tilted to one side.
Qingluan Demon Saint was no match for the hammer. He was already beaten to a bloody head and was wailing again and again.
Shu Shengze felt unprecedented joy.
Is swinging a hammer so enjoyable?
I'm so happy!
There is no need to use your own brain at all, just do it.
Although he is an old Confucian and a scholar, no one can resist the joy of swinging a hammer.
It’s just fun!
The demons in Tianjiang were already ashen-faced.
Everyone showed a look of despair.
It’s over!
Completely finished!
Qingluan Demon Saint, who was originally the trump card, has two souls in one body and is not afraid of any treasures. He is enough to deal with any strong person from Baijia who holds an innate spiritual treasure.
The result was unexpected.
Demon blood is ineffective.
Qingluan Demon Saint was helpless with the hammer and was beaten too badly.
Seeing Qingluan Demon Saint being hit one after another, the demons in Tianjiang seriously doubted whether Qingluan Demon Saint would be directly beaten to death like this?
The several demon saints who had fought before, whether it was the Tiger Mighty Demon Saint, the Bone Lady, or the Yellow-Eyebrow Ancestor, were all secretly lucky.
Fortunately, we are not facing this Confucian sage.
The hammer was so strong that they couldn't withstand it.
Only the Heaven-Shaking Ant Saint not only had no fear in his heart, but even had the idea of wanting to compete with the hammer.
The Five Poison Demon Saint and the Nine Spirit Demon Saint have completely stopped talking.
This battle is destined to be lost.
Although it is unexpected and somewhat unacceptable, it does not mean that Tianjiang has no backup plans.
"It's almost time to finish."
Sword Master Gu Chen immediately came forward.
"Stop it."
Accompanied by the voice of Gu Chen Sword Master
When it sounded, Shu Sheng immediately stopped.
He didn't continue swinging the hammer.
Very martial arts.
On the other side, Qingluan Demon Saint was already covered in bruises and dripping with demon blood.
His head was flattened.
It looks extremely miserable.
This means that the Qingluan Demon Saint's body is very powerful, and some of the ancient blood flows in his body, so he can withstand so many blows.
If it had been any other monster, his physical body would have completely collapsed at this moment.
certainly.
If Qingluan Demon Saint takes a few more blows, her physical body will collapse on the spot.
"In this battle, there is no doubt that Baijia will win."
Sword Master Gu Chen glanced at the bruised Qingluan Demon Saint, and immediately announced the result.
"good!!!"
"Hahahaha! Win!"
"After all, my family is better."
Hundreds of people cheered and were excited.
At this moment, no matter which family the cultivators belong to, they enjoy the victory without distinction.
Mu Yangzi and other saints also breathed a long sigh of relief, and a big stone weighing on their hearts finally fell.
Before the war started, everyone in the Bai family did not have much confidence in the battle.
I have always been worried.
Fortunately, we finally won!
Although the process is somewhat difficult, as long as you win, the right to speak and the initiative will be in the hands of hundreds of families in the Central Plains.
"Winning this battle is all thanks to Young Master Ye."
"Yes, without Mr. Ye's help, I'm afraid we would have lost three games in a row."
"Don't forget, if it weren't for Mr. Ye, we in the Central Plains would have been overthrown by Tianjiang."
While everyone cheered, they did not forget Ye Qingyun.
All people from hundreds of families know it very well.
Although Ye Qingyun did not participate in the battle, Ye Qingyun was the one who truly controlled everything.
It was Ye Qingyun who went into danger alone, met with the demons in Tianjiang, and won this battle for the Baijia.
Later.
The return of Tai Zhenzi and the two innate spiritual treasures were all arranged by Ye Qingyun.
It can be said.
Ye Qingyun didn't take any action, but he made clear arrangements for the hundreds of families in the Central Plains and the demon clan in Tianjiang.
Therefore, at this moment, everyone from hundreds of families felt extremely awe and gratitude towards Ye Qingyun.
"I'm afraid it will take a hundred thousand years to repay the debt I owe Mr. Ye."
Mu Yangzi was filled with emotion.
Compared to the hundreds of families in the Central Plains who were cheering and ecstatic, the demons in Tianjiang were completely silent.
All the monsters are extremely unwilling.
It was clear that my side was stronger, but we lost instead. Naturally, I felt aggrieved.
Sword Master Gu Chen glanced at the Five Poison Demon Saint and the Nine Spirit Demon Saint, and seemed to be a little worried that these two peak demon saints would turn against each other directly.
At this time, Shusheng was about to return to Baijia with his hammer in hand.
But he saw the Qingluan Demon Saint, who was covered in bruises and bruises, suddenly flew over again.
"Um?"
This scene made everyone frown.
Shusheng also frowned.
"This battle is over, do you still want to persist?"
Sword Master Gu Chen was also a little dissatisfied.
You are still standing here, how dare this Qingluan Demon Saint be so presumptuous?
Do you really don’t take me, Gu Chen, seriously?
"Back off!"
Sword Master Gu Chen shouted loudly, with a look of majesty on his face, and the sword energy around him was even more ready to go.
"I don't want to fight anymore."
But I heard the somewhat weak voice of Qingluan Demon Saint.
Sword Master Gu Chen and Shu Sheng were both stunned.
Don't you want to fight again?
Then what is the Qingluan Demon Saint doing here?
But he saw Qingluan Demon Saint staring straight at Shu Saint.
To be precise, he was staring at the hammer in Shu Sheng's hand.
"Can you hit me with this hammer again?"
The holy words of Qingluan Demon are astonishing.
Everyone was stunned.
What the hell is this?
You actually want to take the hammer twice more?
Isn't this a serious illness?
Didn’t that blast just now convince you?
"Does this girl have any special hobbies?"
"This is a bit perverted."
Ye Qingyun clicked his tongue and immediately started to speculate in some weird directions.
But only Qingluan Demon Saint himself knows.
She didn't want to be abused.
It's not like he has any special hobbies.
But the pain that had troubled her for many years actually eased a lot after being blasted with a hammer.
Two souls exist in one body.
They have been in conflict with each other for tens of thousands of years!
It can be said that Qingluan Demon Saint is suffering from the pain of such conflicts all the time.
She needs to use her demon power to suppress this pain all the time.
And just now.
After Qingluan Demon Saint was beaten violently with a hammer, he found that the pain in his body had actually eased a lot.
Even the constant conflict between the two souls has been alleviated.
This made Qingluan Demon Saint extremely surprised.
