But he had just retreated a few dozen meters away, and Li Xuan had already chased after him.
Then, a five-colored light flashed in his eyes, and a tingling pain in his eyebrows. Then he felt his demon soul dissipating.
After killing these two powerful demon cultivators, Li Xuan continued to kill ahead, and the demon clans fell one by one.
But there are too many demon clans, and Li Xuan can't kill them all.
And the situation of those human races is very tragic.
Many human races were swallowed by these demon cultivators, and a large number of ordinary people were trampled on the ground by others and trampled into meat paste.
Shocking fear permeated the sky, and the whole sky became darkened by the power of this negative emotion.
Li Xuan was still killing and killing. Now he has almost lost his mind and only killing in his mind!
He felt that the demon blood splashed into his mouth was sweet. The shouts of the demon race were a beautiful music, and the screams of each demon race seemed to make his soul happy.
Before he knew it, Li Xuan's swastika method had reached 80%.
The phantom of the magic sword behind him was pitch black, as if it was the darkest matter in the world, like a black hole, and you will sink at a glance.
Li Xuan felt that the Di Jun Divine Sword behind him was heavy, and obviously had absorbed too much death energy.
"You haven't woken up yet, are you going to be dragged to death here?"
Suddenly hearing Luo Xiyue say this, Li Xuan suddenly woke up and then suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart.
He felt the heavy Di Jun Divine Sword.
However, Li Xuan was a little troubled.
If you fire this sword, your physical strength, blood and spiritual power will be directly drained.
Then we will be unable to support Shuiyue and the others.
But if he didn't fire this sword, his back would be like he was carrying a mountain on his back. The powerful gravity made him unable to fly.
"You go and find a stronger demon clan and ask him to help you fire this sword, wouldn't it be better?" Luo Xiyue said.
When Li Xuan heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he looked at a third-level human-shaped demon cultivator.
Li Xuan's figure rushed towards him.
This third-level demon cultivator had just swallowed the corpse of a human race and suddenly saw a powerful figure rushing towards him.
Seeing this, his face became horrified and he quickly wanted to fly away from Li Xuan.
But Li Xuan's speed was too fast. In just a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at his side. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the demon cultivator's tail, pulled it down, and immediately pulled him down.
The ground.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The demon cultivator begged for mercy in fear and urinated.
Li Xuan handed the Di Jun Divine Sword directly behind him to his hands.
"Help me fire this sword, I will give you a way out."
The demon cultivator was still in fear. With this instinct, his body held the Di Jun Divine Sword, but his whole body was trembling constantly, and it was obvious that he could not hear what Li Xuan was saying.
Seeing this, Li Xuan reached out and grabbed his hand. The demon cultivator's hand grabbed Di Jun's Divine Sword.
Then, Li Xuan raised his hand and swung Di Jun's sword towards the densest place.
Suddenly, a superb momentum filled the air, and the terrifying black sword light was extremely huge, killing towards the dense demon clan.
Although it is not a sword of life and death, it can also emit a pure death aura. The terrifying sword light continues to harvest the lives of these demons. In the sky, corpses fell down one by one, like dumplings.
It seemed as if this sword had cut the entire sky, and the empty area one to three meters wide and one hundred meters long was displayed in the sky.
Li Xuan felt a wave of negative emotions coming, and his swastika method directly increased by three percentage points, reaching 83%.
However, Li Xuan was not happy because the human race behind him was experiencing a catastrophe!
And those demons looked at the sword light that had just been shocked, in great fear.
Fortunately, the sword just now did not cover me, otherwise I would be doomed.
The person who fired this sword for Li Xuan turned into a mummy-like body.
"It's time to leave here, otherwise you will be lost in the inner demon and lost here."
Li Xuan exhaled a long breath, and there was endless grief between his eyebrows.
Then, he forced himself to leave, ignoring the demon clan here.
Now, a area outside the stone city has become a feast for the demon race, and the target of the feast is the poor human race.
At this moment, Li Xuan felt that his distracting thoughts were frequent, and it was already a sign of the inner demon. However, Li Xuan didn't have time to pay attention to it. He had more important things.
Li Xuan turned into a golden light and then came to the battlefield outside the stone city, three hundred miles away.
This place is also extremely tragic. A human monk fell, and of course, there are also demon clans.
Li Xuan returned to the battlefield, but no one noticed that he was back.
Li Xuan ignored the battlefield of the low-level monks beside him, but looked at the sky.
In that sky, four god-transforming cultivators fought hard against three demon clans who were suppressed in their realm.
Especially the young man with snake hair, he was extremely powerful. The illusory white tiger was like a toy in front of him. With a random blow, he had already beaten the white tiger out.
Then he attacked the Xuanwu again.
At this time, the Four Symbols Magic Formation was already shaking.
The situation is very critical. If he was allowed to attack like this, I am afraid that the Four Symbols Magic Formation will not last long.
These three demon cultivators were originally in the Tribulation Period. Now they have entered the Stone City and have been suppressed by a great realm, and are still extremely powerful.
At this time, Pang Yuan and others couldn't help but feel a little confused. Will Li Xuan come back?
Could he have escaped from the Stone City after seeing the strength of these demon races?
On the battlefield next to it, one-third of the forty-three teams have been disbanded, and many people have also died.
Li Xuan also saw that Shui Xinrou was constantly fighting against the demon clan in a team.
Seeing that she was fine, Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Xuan sat cross-legged, restrained his breath, constantly absorbed his spiritual power, and restored the spiritual power he had consumed before.
He had to return to his peak state. At the same time, the Di Jun Divine Sword behind him also began to absorb the huge dead aura that permeated the world.
Li Xuan's Wanxiang Divine Body recovered very quickly, and in a quarter of an hour, he had recovered.