Crack!
Intense punches hit the bones, making a series of explosions.
The head of the main body of the Golden Crow has been beaten into a pile of pulp.
But his voice came out of his body, filled with resentment and resentment: "Zhao Huaizhong, I will kill you. Because of you, I will devour the entire Qin Dynasty, and everyone you know will die..."
The so-called incompetence and rage, only words can be said, and the Golden Crow at this moment is the best interpretation.
He is bound by the origin text and cannot break free.
Zhao Huaizhong seized the opportunity and punched like a gust of wind. Every time Jinwu gathered some thoughts of counterattack, he was shattered and defeated, completely becoming a target.
He released golden flames all over his body, but Zhao Huaizhong's fists were transformed by mana. After being burned, the mana flowed and quickly generated two new fists, which exploded endlessly.
"We'll see if you can survive today."
There was a sharp contrast between the expression on Zhao Huaizhong's face and his fierce attack, and he was calm and without any fluctuations.
"This leader of the Qin people does have some tricks up his sleeve."
A little further away from the battlefield, hidden in the chaos, was another team watching the battle.
They came from a distance with flying swords, their speed was extremely fast, their bodies flashed and disappeared, and they gathered together, it was the person who intercepted the teaching.
There were three or four people standing at the front of the team. The leader was a tall and thin middle-aged man with an immortal spirit. He wore a light blue robe and a jade belt around his waist.
The magic light in his eyes flashed, penetrating the barrier of chaos, and he paid attention to the changes on the battlefield: "But King Qin doesn't understand the demon clan at all, let alone the demon master.
Even if he had the upper hand for a moment, he was no match for the Demon Lord after all.
It won't be long before he will be defeated miserably."
Next to him was a young man who was less than thirty years old. He nodded and said: "He came to attack the demon clan rashly. It was just nonsense. He ruined our arrangements without realizing it. It would be a shame to die."
The middle-aged man at the head is a deputy Taoist master of Jie Sect, who controls a side of the cave: "But after his death, the Qin Dynasty is in turmoil, and the demon clan can take advantage of the situation to break through the human race's defense line, which is detrimental to our sect's plan."
The young man frowned: "Then what does the Taoist think we should do?"
"Let's watch the battle first and act based on the situation. Whichever side has the upper hand, we will suppress that side. This is balance." The middle-aged man said.
Click!
At the core of the battlefield, the other eight Golden Crow Dharmakayas tried to surround Zhao Huaizhong and rescue the main body.
They gathered together to form a big sun, shining in the void, and their endless heat pressed towards Zhao Huaizhong.
However, in the Xuanyuan Sword and the Great Moon Ge, there are golden true dragons and divine bird peacocks respectively manifesting their dharma, breathing in and out of energy, and resisting the great sun.
Within the thick earth beads, the thick Qi of Buzhou Mountain is also emerging, blocking and suppressing all the heat of the scorching sun.
At this time, Zhao Huaizhong's fist power gathered together, forming a ball as bright as a natal star at the edge of his fist.
The ball slowly rotated and was pressed into the Golden Crow's main body, which had turned into a pool of flesh and blood.
The remaining flesh and blood of the Golden Crow was wiped out.
Zhao Huaizhong didn't stop throwing them. He reached out and pulled off the three halos of saints from the back of his head, pinched them with his hands, and turned them into a golden fireball, burning the void.
The flesh and blood of the Golden Crow's main body was burned by the saint's fire, evaporated instantly, and disappeared into ashes.
At the same moment, because the main body was obliterated, the other eight dharma bodies collapsed and disappeared.
The sun also suddenly dispersed, exploding into thousands of flames.
Jinwu was defeated by Zhao Huaizhong, and his main body was almost beaten into nothingness.
"The demon lord has been defeated!"
"The Golden Crow Demon Lord is dead?!"
"This is impossible!"
Many demon clans in the surrounding area were stunned because of the defeat of the Golden Crow, and their three views were completely wiped out, as if their faith had collapsed.
But Zhao Huaizhong looked solemn and did not relax.
He stared in one direction, where a golden halo was glowing in the void.
"Not dead yet..."
Zhao Huaizhong frowned slightly.
Suddenly, he sensed danger. In addition to the direction he was looking at, another force of energy emerged behind him.
Zhao Huaizhong's back was slightly arched, and the power in his body was like a frenzy.
He took advantage of the situation and launched the art of traveling around the body, and disappeared in an instant, as if he had entered another world, jumped out of the three realms, and was no longer in the five elements.
A moment later, Zhao Huaizhong reappeared.
The Sendai Immortal Body and the Emperor's Body, which have been perfected within the body, are operating at full strength.
At that moment, even though he reacted very quickly and was prepared, he was still swept away by a force of energy from behind and was slightly injured.
Fortunately, the strength in his body spread, and the injury was quickly recovered and healed.
He looked not far away.
In the void there, a Golden Crow was born from the pervasive chaos, reappeared, and became the Golden Crow Demon Lord.
His eyes were joking: "Do you think you can kill me?
The main body of the demon lord has the characteristics of immortality, and our three demon bodies are one with it and are immortal and will never be destroyed through calamities!"
The deafening sound spread throughout the battlefield.
Inside and outside the Demon Ruins, countless demon clans were excited. The decline brought about by Zhao Huaizhong's defeat of the Golden Crow just now was wiped out.
In the distance, many of the spectators watching the battle also had gloomy faces.
"Sure enough, the Lord of the Qin people has no idea that the Demon Lord's body can be reshaped even if it is wiped out."
The leader, the middle-aged Jie Jiao, said: "If the demon lord could be killed easily, we would have destroyed the demon clan long ago and it would not be his turn to take action."
On the battlefield, Jinwu stared at Zhao Huaizhong: "Your blood is also a great benefit to me. I will kill you today, and then attack Xianyang. All your Qin officials will die, and your women will become demon slaves. They will be killed day and night.
Slavery, obscenity and humiliation.”
Behind the Golden Crow, another shadow of the sun appeared.
An ancient golden tree rose among them, and eight other golden crows squatted on the tree, staring at Zhao Huaizhong.
"Besides being able to talk trash, he's good for nothing."
Zhao Huaizhong knocked the Xuanyuan Sword and Dayue Ge in his hand, and yelled: "Come again!"
After saying this, he rushed closer and appeared beside the Golden Crow.
Click!
This time the Golden Crow Demon Lord also became cautious.
As soon as the two of them fought, they actually penetrated the void wall and returned to the normal space from the chaos.
At this time, Yaoxu is also breaking through the space wall and returning to Kunlun Mountain.
Behind Zhao Huaizhong and Jin Wu, many monsters, the bronze man who fought with the monsters, Zou Yan, and the entire monster market returned to the normal space one after another.
It is worth mentioning that on the peaks around the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, monsters led tens of thousands of monsters under his command and were stationed in Kunlun Mountain, and were killing them from a distance.
Densely packed, monsters are flying across the sky!
"Kill!"
The monster waved his hand and led the crowd towards the many monster clans pouring out of the monster ruins.
Two groups of monsters confront each other, and the scale of the battle expands.
In the demon ruins, the Sky Fox Demon Lord who controlled the demon ruins and flew out of the sky gasped slightly.
Her fox eyes were full of charm as she looked outside the demon ruins at the confrontation between Zhao Huaizhong and Jin Wu.
At noon, the sun rising behind the Golden Crow competes with the real scorching sun in the sky.
And under Zhao Huaizhong's step, a giant amethyst-like dragon was manifesting, with purple energy stretching for hundreds of miles behind him.
In the purple energy and the rays of the scorching sun, the two fought thousands of times every moment, fighting for their skills and strength.
To be continued...