Zhou Yu had no time to analyze some of the mysteries in the black-clothed demon god's words, and quickly asked the radio senior to activate the surrounding formations.

This is a place he specially selected, and the cores of five planets are used as energy supply. A great array of heaven and earth is laid here, which can disrupt space and trap it into the formation, and cannot teleport over.

Sure enough, at the moment the formation was activated, a figure appeared directly in the formation, and it was the black-clothed demon god.

"I didn't expect you to have some space..." Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by attacks from all directions in the formation.

Now that the black-clothed demon god is trapped in the formation, Zhou Yu will not just talk and show off like the villain in the movie and TV series. He cannot be relaxed at all. He must use all the means that can be used.

At this moment, there are space rules and lightning rules in the formation, including Haoran Fire.

The power of space rules constantly compresses the surrounding space. The countless lightning formed under the lightning rules continue to strike at the black-clothed demon god, almost illuminating this space like a star.

And the Haoran fire formed under the rules of Haoran also rushed towards the black-clothed demon from all directions, turning that space into a sea of ​​fire.

While attacking the formation, Lan Suxin played the piano music beside him, making a psychedelic sound, trying to pull the black-clothed demon into the illusion.

As for the radio, it did not help the attack at this time, but controlled the formation while accumulating strength. After the black-clothed demon god showed his flaws, he would kill him with one blow.

Because he handed over the control of the formation to the radio, Zhou Yu also freed up his hand, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to write some attacking poems.

The first thing he wrote was a sword-making poem. After mastering the rules of Haoran, he forged a sword with Haoran's righteousness, and constantly accepted the tempering and forging of Haoran's rules, and had become almost physical.

"I have been sharpening a sword for ten years, but the Frost Blade has never tried. Today I will show you, who will have any unfair things?"

When Zhou Yu was writing the sword casting, the black-clothed demon god fell into the formation. The series of sudden powers of rules made him groan, and a look of horror appeared on his face. He had already had some defense against these two guys from the Tianyuan Secret Realm. After all, he could kill his clones who came to the Tianyuan Secret Realm and should not be underestimated.

But he felt that it must be with the help of some immortal cultivators that he could kill, but he never expected that this guy could drive so much power of rules.

He didn't believe that the three rules of space, lightning, and Haoran were mastered by this kid in front of him. He didn't even have to ascend to an immortal. Being able to cultivate spiritual power to the extreme is already reaching the limit. How could he comprehend the power of the rules?

What's even more amazing is that the power of these three rules is extremely difficult to understand. It's okay to have thunder and lightning, but the space and Haoran rules are the top. Even if you become an immortal king, you may not be able to get the threshold for space.

Haoran's rules are even more mysterious. As far as he knows, the cultivation method of this kind of Haoran righteousness that exists in the universe has declined, and there are not many people practicing, because they have no experience of their predecessors to follow, and they can only break through to a new realm by themselves, or even create their own realm.

Therefore, no one could understand such mysterious rules, but there was a person in front of him, so how could he believe it?

He didn't care much about the power of space rules, but Thunder and Lightning and Haoran Rules are the biggest nemesis of their magic path. Haoran Fire transformed by Haoran Rules is also the nemesis of the nemesis.

Now he understood why the clone he had descended to the Tianyuan Secret Realm could not even send back a little information, and could only plant cause and effect. Under the influence of so many rules, the space was already in chaos and no information could be conveyed.

If it were an ordinary immortal demon, it would have been wiped out in this attack, but he was different. His magical skills had already been practiced to the realm of transformation, and the damage to him by lightning was minimal. Only the fire of Haoran would cause him some trouble.

What's more, these rules are incomplete. If they were complete rules, then he would have turned into ashes at the moment the power of the rules was opened.

However, he still didn't believe it now. The boy in front of him had mastered these rules, and there must be a mysterious master next to him.

"Which immortal friend is rushing to the formation? Come out quickly. Although there are many rules, I still have some delusions to kill me." The black-clothed demon god came out of black smoke, resisting the power of these rules, and shouted to the surroundings at the same time.

Zhou Yu did not pay any attention to it. After writing the last stroke of the sword-making poem, a white sword flew out of his body, full of righteousness, as if it appeared, it illuminated the dark universe and starry sky around it.

This is the sword of righteousness he has used for decades to forge. Even when he is in seclusion, he will separate his mind and temper it.

After the appearance of this flying sword, the hammer formed by Haoran's righteous energy was constantly tempered, and the whetstone continued to flash on the blade, as if it was necessary to sharpen the sword faster.

"Oh, you can actually trigger the rules of sound, but it's still too far to let the deity enter the illusion, hahaha, this is..." The black-clad demon felt Lan Suxin's illusion piano sound, and showed some surprise on his face, and then suddenly began to laugh.

However, his laughter lasted only a few times and then closed his mouth directly because he saw the Haoran sword emerging above Zhou Yu. At this moment, his expression became solemn.

He could feel that this sword contained a powerful righteous spirit.

Even though his laughter lasted only a few times, Lan Suxin's piano sound was broken in the laughter, the strings were broken directly, and she was also subjected to a backlash. With a muffled groan, a mouthful of blood spilled out of the corner of her mouth.

This is the strings of the immortal zither dragon bird. It is almost invincible in the world in the Tianyuan Continent, but it is directly disconnected by the few laughs of the demon god.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu was anxious and hurriedly held Lan Suxin's hand and input some Haoran righteousness. Then he thought about it. The Haoran lightsaber slashed directly at the black-clothed demon god. As the process of flying over, the Haoran lightsaber became bigger and bigger.

The black-clothed demon god's face changed, and a magic seal formed with both hands. A huge figure of the demon god appeared around his body. The figure was so huge that it could hold the planet next to him as a ball to kick it.

The phantom suddenly struggled, and the rule powers that attacked the black-clothed demon god were all dispersed to the side, and then they were about to escape from the formation.

These formations are not connected to Zhou Yu's mind, but are controlled by the radio. Otherwise, the formation will be stretched out and his mind will definitely be severely hit.

"Brother Yu, don't worry about me, please concentrate on writing." Lan Suxin said to Zhou Yu, then pulled out seven strings and swept it violently. A wave of light of nothingness headed towards the black-clothed demon god, which directly slowed down his body a lot.

Then, she couldn't play the piano music, trying to hold back the black-clad demon god's movements.

At this moment, the huge Haoran light sword also reached the sky above the Demon God and slashed directly with one sword.

At this time, Zhou Yu also asked the radio senior to open the next attack method of the formation. He had to use this intensive attack to find the flaws of the demon god and then give him severe damage.

He was also not idle, even though he had a few attack methods, he felt that it was not enough to kill the demon god.

A piece of rice paper appeared in front of Zhou Yu again, holding a divine sound bamboo pen in his hand, ready to write the song of righteousness that has been famous throughout the ages with the power of the great rules.

The huge phantom of the black-clothed demon god was directly touched by the Haoran Lightsaber. The black phantom was burned under the powerful power of the Haoran Lightsaber, and the place where it touched disappeared. The black-clothed demon god couldn't help but groan.

He roared angrily, countless smoke rose from his body, and the black phantom became a little more solid. He endured the pain and held the Haoran lightsaber directly with his huge hands, trying to tear the lightsaber apart directly with brute force.

After decades of casting, the Haoran Lightsaber has already possessed some consciousness. After detecting the idea of ​​the black-clothed demon god, a Haoran fire rose above the lightsaber, and the lightsaber directly turned into a flame sword.

The Haoran fire directly penetrated into the soul-like burning, causing the black-clothed demon to scream in pain, "Damn Haoran's righteousness, let me break it."

He endured the pain, and the huge phantom sprayed out a breath of pure black air. The Haoran fire on it was actually extinguished by this black air. Then smoke flew out of his body again, trying to cover the Haoran Fire Sword. It was originally a nourishment for Haoran's righteous energy. Once it was touched, the demonic energy would burn more and more vigorously, and it actually slowly covered the Haoran Sword.

At this time, the sword of Haoran felt the crisis, whistled reluctantly, and directly chose to self-destruct, forging the righteous spirit of Haoran that had been tempered for decades, exploded in an instant, directly scattering the huge phantom.

The black-clothed demon even screamed, "You have successfully angered me. I have made you unable to survive or die."

He originally wanted to retain his strength and deal with the mysterious masters that might appear. Now, he no longer wanted to care about anything else, and just wanted to torture the two people in front of him until they died.

The self-destruction of the Haoran sword also shocked Zhou Yu's body and his mind suffered some damage. However, the Haoran sword was cast from poetry. If it were his natal flying sword, he would have vomited blood long ago.

The black-clothed demon god did not transform into a phantom, but directly transformed into a huge demon god with its original body. A faint black light appeared around his body. He waved his arms and struggled hard. The formation could not withstand such huge energy and was soon broken. Explosions were made on the five planets as the eye of the formation.

However, the next stage of the attack has begun. Five cyclones emerged from the five planets, heading towards the huge black-clothed demon god in the center at an extremely fast speed.
Chapter completed!