call out.

The aperture was shrouded, and the suction force suddenly surged. Lang Pojun's huge body flew into the air, and then projected towards the ancient demon king's huge mouth like an abyss.

roar!

Lang Pojun was howling in the wolf and struggling violently. Black and white light kept gushing out of his body, trying to resist the suction force, but it was useless. He could only watch himself getting closer and closer to the giant mouth. In the depths of the giant mouth, it was like an abyss of death, and an indescribable sense of danger spread out from his heart.

When Xiao Hei saw Lang Pojun in danger, his face changed. The huge dragon suddenly flapped, and his body suddenly flew out, trying to save Lang Pojun.

However, as soon as his body moved, the evil spirit Fangtian Painted Spear in the hands of the evil demon in the sky swung out. As the vast demonic energy surged, he forced Xiao Hei back.

"Haha, no one can survive if he falls into this Devouring Demon Cave!"

The ancient demon king said with a strange smile, and his laughter was full of evil and cruelty.

Lang Pojun struggled fiercely, but when he found that he could not break free, a fierce light suddenly flashed in the wolf's eyes, and blood was seeping out of his huge body. An extremely violent energy emanated from his body, which was a sign of self-destruction.

Bang!

However, just as Lang Pojun was about to try his best to give the three giants of the Yuanmen, a golden light suddenly enveloped him, and a huge golden dragon tail was thrown on his body. The powerful force actually pulled Lang Pojun out.

Lang Pojun was stunned, and then he hurriedly looked at it, and his soul was so scared that he saw that the golden dragon transformed by Liu Chu replaced his previous position, and then he was swallowed in one bite by the black hole emitting endless demonic energy.

"Master!"

The violent scarlet red almost instantly surged out of Xiao Hei's eyes, and then he turned around and rushed towards the ancient demon king, but he was stopped by Lang Pojun who appeared in front of him.

"What are you going to do? Don't stop me! My master died to save you. Are you afraid of death like this?"

Xiao Hei was stunned and then roared.

"Of course not, but when we go now, we will die. And who said Liu Chu is dead? Our reinforcements have arrived!"

As soon as Lang Pojun finished speaking, a figure rushed out of the void. It was Liu Chu, and next to him was Zhang He who had just arrived.

"Haha, it seems that I'm here at the right time!"

Immediately, he punched the ancient demon king fiercely. As the ancient demon king staggered back, the aura in his body was also extremely weak, falling halfway!

Zhang He sat cross-legged in the air, and between his eyebrows, a mysterious and rune-like eye slowly opened. In that mysterious eye, it seemed like a great way was flowing, and there was a light of thunder, which was extremely mysterious.

The runes are deep, and the thunder is violent.

Two equally mysterious but extremely powerful forces became vivid in that eye.

"That's the Eye of the Great Way!"

The Demon Lord of Heavenly Heart also noticed the fluctuations emitted by Zhang He and hurriedly said.

This battle is closely related to the tragic tragedy of his own Sumeru land, so Zhang He doesn't want to let them go. Now, Zhang He also has the trump card and ability to dare to turn the situation around!

call.

Zhang He lightly exhaled a ball of white air and glanced at Xiao Hei and Lang Pojun, who were covered in bruises. Although the two of them were still extremely fierce at this time, there was a hint of fatigue in their eyes. In order to be able to fight with the ancient demon king, they also tried their best.

But even so, they still showed no sign of giving up. The ancient demon king was indeed very strong, but no matter what, the scene where China was defeated and many monks were slaughtered would never allow him to appear again!

"Accept death."

Zhang He's Chinese language, which was so calm that it was not at all turbulent, resounded through this world with a faint but extremely majestic nature.

Zhang He smiled, and then his gradually cold gaze slowly turned to the ancient demon king. At this time, the strange face on it was staring at him with a little discoloration.

"Traitor, it's time to pay off the debt."

Zhang He looked at the ancient demon king, and the eyes of the great way between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, but his face turned pale at an astonishing speed.

"I'm crazy!"

The harsh laughter of the ancient demon king came out, but their faces became solemn at this time. They could feel the amazing dangerous aura emanating from Zhang He's eyes.

Moreover, they were no longer in their peak state at this time. After experiencing the previous battle, coupled with Zhang He's full-strength attack just now, they also consumed a lot.

Of course, although their condition is not the best, the ancient demon king still has great confidence. They don’t believe that with their extremely strong fighting form, they will lose to Zhang He!

"boom!"

The rolling demonic energy swept out madly from the ancient demon king's body at this time. Only the ancient demon king's body could hear roars like ghosts. The strong demonic energy gathered madly in the clutches of the ancient demon king.

And while the strong demonic energy gathered wildly, I saw that the huge body of the ancient demon king was gradually shrinking, but with the shrinking of the ancient demon king's body, an extremely terrifying fluctuation began to emanate from his clutches.

Xiao Hei and the others felt the actions of the evil demon in the sky, and their eyes changed. They could feel that the ancient demon king seemed to be using killer tricks.

The surging demonic energy rolled, but compared with the madness of the ancient demon king, Zhang He seemed extremely calm, and there was no slight spiritual power fluctuation around him.

On one side, it was moving and on the other side was extremely quiet. The strong contrast made me frightened.

As if the noise here was too great, even in the extremely chaotic battlefield in the distance, there were many gazes coming to support and couldn't help but project. Everyone here knew that the most critical point of this war was between Zhang He and Luo Xiao He. No matter which side failed, it would be a fatal blow to that side!

boom.

When the ancient demon king's huge body shrank to only a hundred feet, he finally stopped. At this time, at the clutch of his demon, the liquid-like demonic energy flowed slowly like a black waterfall, and the space around him was gradually shattering and spreading in the flow of this sticky waterfall.

"Ha ha."

The ancient demon king laughed to the sky, his laughter filled with tyranny, and then the murderous aura condensed in his eyes, and the loud shout suddenly resounded.

"The Power of Satan: Three Thousand Demonic Ways!"

Boom!

The viscous waterfall suddenly burst out loud, and then the waterfall roared out directly, and then carried a shocking demonic energy, and rushed towards Liu Chu in a mad manner with a force that swept the world.

Wherever the Demon River passes, the world seems to be torn apart...
Chapter completed!