Wildfires rolled across the deserted platform, and the wind brought by Feng Jingji quickly spread in the turbid air.
The Qianyuan Cauldron hangs high in the sky, and the sound of the rolling fire is like thunder.
The place where Bai Lian was standing was against the backlight of the Qianyuan Cauldron, and the firelight could not come in. Their eyebrows flickered in the embers of the beacon fire.
The intense heat emanating from the smoke of the war still lingers in the air.
The moment Shen Qiuzhi appeared in the Qianyuan Cauldron, Demon Lord A'luo was fighting from the end of the long steps to the other end. Every time she took a step, there would be indescribable demons who would be torn apart by the violent madness in her body.
broken.
Although she was surrounded by demons, the only ones who survived a direct confrontation with her were Erhe Zangxin, who was seriously injured and lost an arm, and King Daoman, who succeeded in several sneak attacks.
But even so, neither Zhanxin nor King Daoman dared to approach Arao's three-foot circle at will, as if they were extremely afraid of her terrifying state of being violent and out of control at this moment.
The phoenix crown was shattered, and half of Ah Rao's sinister and pale face was covered by her long hair, like a devil who had just woken up from hell.
But Balian succeeded in getting closer to her.
The cold sword in her hand was pressed against her heart.
With a little effort, it seemed that it could penetrate her thin figure.
Even though he didn't do anything, he could easily and simply restrain the demon king who was killing everyone with just one simple action.
The seventy-two hell magic generals reacted very quickly to seize this flaw, each held a binding technique, bit the tip of their tongue and recited the incantation silently quickly.
The demonic energy around him surged wildly, turning into slender chains that jumped out like poisonous snakes.
They danced wildly from all directions, tightly binding and locking A'rao's limbs, waist and abdomen!
The entire Shinto became quiet.
A heart-wrenching smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
King Daoman looked at Balian with a playful look.
Even Yun Rong, who was regarded as a mascot and was sitting high in the hall, heard the shocking sounds of fighting outside the palace.
He couldn't help but curiously took off his fine clothes and walked out of the palace.
Yun Rong is the real outsider at today's banquet, so she is holding a banana in her hand, leaning leisurely on the doorpost, looking over from a distance as if watching a show.
She was entrusted by her own demons to come here, and the fourth sword of Tiandang Tianxi actually watched and presided over the ceremony for the demon king in this demon world.
Early in the morning, Yun Rong allowed herself to be manipulated by the female officials in this devil's palace. Who knows why she was finally placed in the high hall where the elders respected her.
If it hadn't been for this sudden and major change, she would have already drank tea from the two newlyweds at this moment.
When the female officials respectfully invited her to the high seat, Yun Rong finally understood why her inner demon wanted to exchange identities with her.
She simply didn't want to experience this ridiculous thing about drinking 'wife tea' again.
She is not the Demon Lord's mother, she is only about two hundred years old, and the Demon Lord is probably over a thousand years old.
After sitting in that seat for just over an hour, Yun Rong couldn't get rid of the awkwardness all over his body.
Just as he was about to go out, he saw Balian's sword pointing at the Demon Lord, and he was about to get blood splattered on the spot.
Yun Rong knew that he might not be able to drink the 'daughter-in-law's tea' today.
This little corpse demon is really coming of age. Less than a year after he was released from the coffin, he has turned Xianling City and the demon world upside down.
In Xianling City, not only did Fang Geyu, the richest young woman in the world, climb on his golden chariot, but now he could even climb on the embroidered couch of the mighty Demon Lord.
But looking at the tense posture, I guess it won't work out today.
The little corpse demon is still too young. It is obvious that he was used as a spearman by the old fox of Burial Heart. How can he be the opponent of the demon king with his little cultivation.
I'm afraid it's not that I can't kill the king, but it's the truth to let him go at night and be pressed on the bed by His Majesty the Demon King to tidy him up.
Baili'an stepped down the stairs, the sword in his hand being delivered steadily with his footsteps.
But after all, Tiance Junshan can only be regarded as a 'spiritual sword' that has just awakened. If it is important rather than sharp, how can it destroy the demon king's physical body.
A'luo raised his dark eyebrows and took a step back when the sword edge hit the ground.
Tiance Junshan's sword didn't even cut through her clothes.
Where is the person who promised to save your life?
Why is it so much like child's play?
The corners of Zangxin's curved lips froze, and she frowned and warned: "Master Si Chen, the evil beast may lose control at any time. If we don't deal with her in time, there will be endless troubles!"
Bailian looked sideways and suddenly smiled: "It's true that I have a deal with Lord Burian Xin, but Lord Burian Xin seems to think too highly of me.
This is His Majesty the Demon Lord, even if I stand still and let me chop her alive, I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave the slightest trace on her body, right?”
For a moment, Zang Xin was a little unsure of Bai Lian's thoughts. His eyes darkened and he said, "Now you and I are just grasshoppers on the same rope. Lord Si Chen can't retreat temporarily."
King Daoman turned the pole-devouring cone in his hand and looked at Balian with interest. His angry face actually smiled in an extremely friendly manner:
"If this little brother finds it difficult to do it, do you need me to lend you this treasure?"
Bai Lian took back Tiance Junshan in his hand and smiled, a innocent and harmless smile: "Can this thing kill her?"
A'luo, who was standing in front of her, did not move. The wild energy around her body floated quietly. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the smile on Bai Lian's face in a strange and quiet way.
At this moment, the Demon Lord has flaws all over his body, and even the many Demon Generals on both sides of the Jade Steps can clearly see it.
However, Zang Xin and King Dao Man did not move, and no one dared to step forward and risk their lives.
Just as Balian asked.
Can you kill her?
If she couldn't be killed, it would only further arouse her madness, and it would be another bloody battle to the death.
A beast that is cornered and on the verge of death is often more dangerous and deadly.
King Daoman gently placed his fingers between his eyebrows a few times, as if he was thinking about this issue seriously.
Bailian didn't give him time to answer. He raised his head and glanced at the sky and said, "Isn't the Yang Yan in the Qianyuan Cauldron unable to suppress these evil beasts?"
The implication is that there is not much time left for you.
Zhanxin looked impatient, winked at King Daoman, and whispered: "This kid is a restless master, let's do it ourselves!"
King Daoman nodded slightly, as if he had not heard the whisper of Zhan Xin. His An Ran expression was full of patience, but this patience was directed towards Bai Lian: "Then how can this little brother need my help?
Woolen cloth?"
Bai Lian pointed to the Qianyuan Cauldron above his head.
The demons were horrified in their hearts.
Good guy, I thought Lord Suga was thinking of His Majesty the Demon Lord's affection and wanted to be merciful.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the idea was to make her immortal forever.
The Qianyuan Cauldron can burn the souls of all living things, but even the Taiyin Emperor holding the Yin scroll in his hand cannot recover any soul that is destroyed by the Yang Yan Yin Thunder.
With His Majesty the Demon Lord's cultivation, even if a hundred thousand Yang Yan Yin Thunder bites his body, he may not fall.
This Qian Yuan Cauldron may melt her body, but it cannot completely transfer the soul of a Thousand Tribulation Realm.
But if we want to trace the origin, the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit were taken from the oven Yangyan in the Qianyuan Cauldron. It would be better if it is a mature Burning Heart Fruit. If it is a young Burning Heart Fruit that has not yet been activated and matured, once it is
It is refined by the human body and then put back into the oven.
Then the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit in the body will be activated and ripened by the sun flames in the oven in an instant. The power of the Burning Heart Fruit explodes instantly, and even the demon king in the Thousand Tribulation Realm can only be swallowed up.
A clean portion.
Sure enough, if this man becomes cruel, women will really have nothing to do with him.
The impatience in Zang Xin's eyes was instantly wiped away, and he couldn't help but look at Bai Lian differently.
I thought that this guy was indecisive and easily restrained by irrelevant emotions, but I never thought that he had such a ruthless and decisive side.
He is also an unexpectedly ruthless person.
King Daoman took a serious look at Balian again, and without saying anything else, he snapped his fingers.
The Qianyuan Cauldron in the sky shook heavily and fell into the ground, under the long steps.
The smile on Bailian's face disappeared and he said indifferently: "I reminded you to cancel this canonization ceremony."
"But you don't want to."
"Then you can't blame anyone else."
He raised his palm, and spiritual power condensed in his palm. The blue-white spiritual power reflected his palm lines extremely clearly.
Bai Lian stepped down and crushed a golden bead that fell on the white jade steps. It was a golden bead that fell to pieces with the phoenix crown.
A'rao's limbs were bound by chains, seemingly unable to move, but the madness around her was not subdued. In fact, with just a slight movement of her fingers, she could break the shackles and even severely injure the seventy-two hell magic generals.
But she seemed to have her heart and soul frozen. She didn't move for a long time, and there was a gloomy turbidity in her eyes.
In Balian's peripheral vision, the outline of Shen Qiuzhi's soul was reflected.
Next, a palm condensed with spiritual power was imprinted on Aluo's chest without any reservation.
The terrifying palm force could not cause her substantial harm, but it shattered the shackles all over her body.
With his heart pounding, A'luo fell down from the tall steps, and his slender figure fell like a weightless autumn leaf.
Like a nightmare that finally came, as if it were a lifetime ago.
Whether it was because the light of the fire was too strong or the mist in her eyes was too deep, Bailian's figure standing coldly on the steps gradually became distant and blurry in her eyes.
She couldn't see his appearance clearly...
It seemed as if someone important was ambushed and killed last night.
The palm that landed on my chest didn't hurt.
But it hollowed out her heart.
The burning fire that invaded her back suddenly made her feel a deep sense of fatigue.
After two lifetimes, it turns out that no matter how powerful she becomes, he can still hurt her deeply so easily.
She got a hug and a red rope in the beacon battlefield. She once thought she saw gods and light.
When she was abandoned by this world again, she suddenly realized that all these things were nothing but the wind and dust, and she had nothing to rely on.
The heart is burning with fire, it is really painful and painful!
The entire palace was silent for a long time, until the fire rolled and swallowed up the last bit of madness, and everyone felt as if they were in a big dream.
That Demon King who could not be killed even after a thousand years of immortal calamity... just fell like this?
But she clearly still has the strength to fight again, why...
The demons glanced at Balian and wondered why she lost all will to fight as soon as Master Si Chen stepped forward.
The first person to break the silence was Burial Xin. He gave a big salute to Bai Li'an and said loudly: "Master Si Chenhe is righteous!"
Although Mi Lu was unwilling to give in, for today's great achievement, Bai Lian took the most credit and had to bow his head for a moment: "Si Chen He is a righteous man."
The demon officers of the whole court looked at the young man on the long white jade path, and they all bowed their heads in reverence: "Master Si Chenhe is righteous!"
Balian clenched his fist and coughed lightly, with a vague look on his face that suggested he was sighing. He clearly didn't do anything, but simply and easily struck the most crucial palm.
At this moment, it looked like he had been fighting a bloody battle for ten days and ten nights. His lips were white and bloodless, and his thin cheeks also showed a sickly transparency.
He coughed twice and said: "I am already beyond my power to fight the Demon Lord. I hope you can resolve the rest of the game."
Looking at his sickly appearance, he obviously wanted to leave early.
No one in the room believed that he was really exhausted. During the battle with the Demon Lord, he just raised his hand without a single wound on his body. Compared to them who had broken arms and legs, he was simply not too comfortable.
.
However, the Demon King has been eliminated, and the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit will probably be assimilated and swallowed by the Yang Yan. The group of evil beasts in the sky that are eyeing them can disperse without attacking, so it is not a big trouble.
As for the endgame, it was just to prevent big people like them from sharing the post-war results.
"Roar!!!"
But it happened to be at this moment that something unexpected happened.
It was like a roar from another world roaring past, as if exploding in everyone's ears.
What followed was an explosive heat wave, and the black curtain above the sky flowed down like ink, easily eroding the protective barrier.
The existence that looks like ink slurry cannot be just pure ink, but a black and endless sea of evil beasts.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In an instant, the bodies of thousands of demon generals turned into blood and were eaten up.
Hell descends on the earth, and the shadow of fangs engulfs the sky.
All of this happened so suddenly, without any warning or preparation.
"Meet the enemy! Form the formation!" Even Zhanxin, who had seen strong winds and waves, could not help but be horrified by this shocking scene and lost his sense of proportion.
The chaos that seemed like the end of the world once again ushered in a chaotic and fierce battle throughout the palace.
King Daoman casually used the pole-devouring awl to blast through the two evil beasts that were biting him. He casually bumped Zang Xin's back with his shoulder and said with a joking smile: "You didn't tell me that there was such a thing.
It’s a big trouble, so I’ll have to pay more.”
Zhan Xin glared at him bitterly and said, "Is now the time to say these things? You brought these things to me, please quickly find a way to deal with them!"
King Daoman shrugged his shoulders and said with a meaningless smile: "Who would have thought that your Highness Shaojun's body bones are so weak that he couldn't even survive for an hour. I really doubt that the Wang Xie Taoyan in his body is fake.
Woolen cloth."
As he spoke, he moved his eyes lightly and looked at Milu, whose face was gradually becoming strange. His expression was painful, and the skin on his cheeks was undulating, as if something was trying to pierce his skin and rush out.
King Daoman whistled and smiled playfully: "Although your Royal Highness is not strong enough, he does have a big heart. If he dares to provoke such a thing, he should have thought that a day like today would come."
The pole-devouring cone in his hand flew out, sweeping away the surrounding evil beasts into a sheet of blood foam.
The weapon that he would only take seriously when dealing with the Demon Lord was now taken out and actually used by him.
It seems that these rampaging evil beasts have truly become deadly things.
The number of evil beasts is huge, falling from the sky, and the other side of the sky seems to be connected to an endless space, and these evil beasts also seem to be endless existences.
The Demon City Palace soon became a Shura purgatory.
"Hey, aren't you going to help your righteous Si Chen River Master?" Even King Daoman gradually felt a trace of uneasy pressure. His cheeks were bruised and the blood flowing out was particularly bright red and clear.
Zang Xin was concentrating on fending off the enemy and was distracted from protecting Milu. He only glanced at Bai Lian's direction from the corner of his eye and then turned back.
"If you can't protect yourself, don't pretend to be a good person. We, the Demon River, are not that easy to die."
An obvious perfunctory statement.
For some reason, the evil beasts on Balian's side are especially numerous and ferocious. Even the evil beasts whose legs were cut off by Balian's horizontal sword did not care about their serious injuries and were extremely violent and crazy.
Biting towards him.
The red mark between Balian's eyebrows became thicker and thicker, and the red line between his eyebrows dragged longer and longer. Finally, a wisp of real blood overflowed from the vertical mark between his eyebrows and slowly snaked from the bridge of his nose.
Down.
His head felt like a needle pricking his head, and the uncontrollable and powerful pain suddenly made Bai Lian's movements a little slower.
An evil beast took advantage of the opportunity, swung its long scarlet tongue, and bit down on Balian's arm with its sharp teeth.
The sharp teeth easily broke through the corpse demon's body, but they could not break through the bones of Balian's immortal body.
The evil beast thought it was easy to bite at first, but as it bit harder, its teeth suddenly became hot, as if it had bitten on a red-hot iron.
It swallowed in pain, and was kicked right in the abdomen by Bai Lian. It flew out hard, and its body flew high in the air. Before it even hit the ground, it exploded into a piece of flesh and blood, which was scattered among the white jade paths.
But there were so many evil beasts coming to attack and kill Bailian, they were like a tidal wave rushing towards them, and they came in an endless stream.
Yun Rong, who was watching the fun, finally couldn't stand it anymore. She pinched her fingers and used her sword to cut out thousands of silver butterflies and flying frosts, creating a gap. She stepped on the sword technique and was about to rescue Bai Lian from the trouble.
But she underestimated the terror of the evil beast after all, and the gap she finally made through the killing was quickly closed tightly by the huge number. If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search Novel Website
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