"No! The patriarch is a great demon at the eighth level of the True Demon. He is the strongest person in our clan. There is no way that the patriarch will be defeated!"
"Don't forget, the patriarch has not used the ancestor's holy relic yet!"
"That is the sacred relic of the ancient ancestor of our demon clan, the legendary sacred horn on the head of the ancestor of the demon!"
"Once the patriarch uses the holy relic, that human monk will definitely be defeated!"
"That's right! As long as the holy relic is used, that human monk will be dead!"
Although Lin Yang was now beating up Naitian, the leader of the True Demon Clan without mercy, it made the members of the True Demon Clan feel fear.
But they still trust Naitian and don't think Naitian will be defeated by Lin Yang.
Whether it's Naitian's power or the unused holy relics.
Everything is the source of confidence for the True Demon Clan.
How can humans be compared with the Demon God Clan!
Outside Tianjin City, under Lin Yang's continuous punch after punch, a huge deep pit had appeared.
But just when Lin Yang punched the 3212th punch, he suddenly felt a powerful impact coming from behind him.
His body suddenly paused, and he crossed his hands to block behind him. Then he was thrown heavily and flew directly through a mountain.
Half of the mountain was shattered into pieces, and countless huge rocks collapsed, quickly burying him with a loud crash.
But the next moment, the rocks were shattered into pieces in an instant, and Lin Yang stepped out of it unscathed.
At this time, he looked again and saw that Naitian had climbed up from the pit, stretched out his hand, and the huge horn flew into his hand.
The horn that knocked him away just now was like a giant hammer in Naitian's hand.
Naitian's body also looked miserable, his clothes were in shreds, and only the tattered trousers were left to cover his key parts. All the flesh and bones in his body were crackling at this moment, his muscles were bulging, and his veins were popping out.
He held a giant horn in his hand, his eyes filled with a biting chill.
Just now, he was almost suppressed by Lin Yang but couldn't break free. Lin Yang's power was actually stronger than him, which made him feel endless murderous intent.
If he wanted to kill Lin Yang at first, it was because Lin Yang broke into the Demon Realm and killed his people.
He just wanted to kill Lin Yang to avenge his tribe.
Now he wants to kill Lin Yang because Lin Yang's physical strength has surpassed that of him, the strongest member of the demon clan.
This terrifying physical power is even more powerful and terrifying than when he was a demon god.
If the Demon God clan wants to leave the Demon Realm and enter the real world, they must not allow such terrifying enemies to exist.
Otherwise, the Demon God clan will always be completely suppressed by Lin Yang.
As long as Lin Yang is killed, the Demon God clan will always be the most physically powerful race in the entire real world, bar none!
He just wants to prove that even the ultimate in physical training cannot compare with the racial talents of the Demon God clan!
So at this moment, the murderous intention in Naitian's heart would only become stronger.
He held a giant horn in his hand, which was a sacred relic from the ancestral demon god and the most precious thing of the demon god clan.
A large amount of blood and demonic energy surged out of his body, completely connecting him to the giant horn.
Using his own demon body as the handle and the ancestral horn as the hammer, although the size gap between the two is also very large. Naitian's height is only half of the giant horn, but it does not affect him in the slightest when wielding the giant horn.
The one-horned horn makes the entire demonic realm tremble!
His hand held up a giant horn and pointed it toward the sky.
The aura coming from a large amount of energy, blood and demonic energy caused huge changes in the entire sky of the Demon Realm in an instant.
Countless black clouds gathered quickly, and the red energy and blood seemed to turn into crazy lightning, falling suddenly and hitting the horn directly.
For a moment, the giant horn held by Naitian was covered with a layer of blood red, as if it were a substance.
Ordinary shell.
He suddenly waved his giant horn and hit Lin Yang with a hammer.
As soon as Lin Yang stepped out of the smashed mountain, facing the oncoming giant horn, he clenched his fists, and the golden lightning all over his body began to expand rapidly until it exploded.
boom!
A golden thunderous light and shadow instantly rushed towards the giant horn that was swinging, and hit the horn directly.
In an instant, the entire world suddenly fell into darkness, with no light.
After another breath, the world suddenly returned to light, but the dazzling light became stronger and stronger, as if penetrating the entire demonic realm.
The next moment, everything within a radius of hundreds of miles was shattered into pieces, like a dream bubble, shattered at the touch of Lin Yang and Naitian.
A figure flew out heavily and was instantly dropped hundreds of miles away, flattening a town.
Lin Yang got up from the ground, his hands were soaked in blood-red blood, which was constantly corroding his flesh and blood, but was directly killed by the golden thunder.
He was not injured, but under the blow just now, the power erupted from the giant horn obviously surpassed him again.
Just as he stood up, Naitian waved his giant horn and stepped forward, spanning hundreds of miles in an instant, and appeared in front of him again.
This time, the giant horn fell from the sky and headed towards Lin Yang's head.
Infused with blood and demonic energy, this giant horn is no longer a dead object, but a real demon god appearing in the world, carrying the power of heaven and earth and the terrifying aura of the ancient demon god.
The sudden heavy pressure was like a devil coming to the world, and it seemed that he wanted to smash Lin Yang into a puddle of rotten flesh.
Lin Yang even suddenly almost fell to his knees under this heavy pressure. His legs trembled to support his body. He raised his head with difficulty under this heavy pressure.
The next moment.
An inexplicable and violent aura suddenly filled his whole body.
His eyes also turned into some kind of wild beast in an instant.
Eight thick, solid arms suddenly spread out on his body, and a phantom like a snake's tail appeared behind him in an instant.
There are a row of black inverted blades growing on the joints of the torso all over the body.
The eight illusory arms suddenly lifted up like arms waving their fingers, clenched into fists, and terrifying power accumulated on the arms.
A large amount of golden thunder began to gather on his eight arms, condensing the phantom into substance.
It was at this moment that the heavy pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and Lin Yang's movements returned to normal, but the giant horn was about to fall on his head.
"Eight-armed Golden Dragon Lotus God!"
The shadow outside Lin Yang's body suddenly grew in size, and his original size of thirty feet suddenly increased to fifty feet.
Eight thick and powerful arms clenched into fists and punched out simultaneously at this moment.
"die!"
Seeing that the aura on Lin Yang's body surged again, Naitian held the giant horn in his hand. Without any hesitation, he violently absorbed the demonic aura in the demon realm and pressed down again.
At this moment, in the huge demon realm, it seemed as if the end was coming, and the sky was falling and the earth was falling!