The Demon Dragon King's spear was raised obliquely, and countless lightnings slashed down frantically under the pull of his cathode magic energy, gathering on his spear. His entire body was shrouded in a purple current, looking like a god. The "creaking" sound kept ringing, and the Demon Dragon King's body swelled again, and thicker and longer bone spurs kept protruding from each joint. The fine purple current made a "crackling" sound, and bright electric arcs were raised.

Yi Chen took a long breath, grabbed Chu Hongye casually, and threw her back. Chu Hongye frowned and struggled, floated to him, and whispered: "It seems that my skills are a little deeper than you?"

Yi Chen shook his head, then nodded, subconsciously moved his hands and feet, and let out a long breath. Jester was already trembling all over excitedly, moaning like an orgasm: "Oh my God, what are these people? It must be very interesting. Boss, they are very strong, really strong."

The crimson cherry floated to Chu Hongye's side and pressed it tightly on Chu Hongye's hand. When he heard Jester's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "They are immortals, of course they are strong."

As soon as the words were finished, seven golden figures arrived with golden clouds all over the sky. The three leading men raised their hands rudely, and three golden lights slashed down with a roar. The Demon Dragon King roared angrily, and the spear turned into a purple rainbow and shot away. With a crisp sound, the Demon Dragon King's spear was smashed into pieces like thin glass. Then, three golden lights hit the Demon Dragon King's chest. The purple scale armor on his chest exploded like a tofu. The blood and flesh flew everywhere. The Demon Dragon King spurted out blood, knocking thousands of subordinates of the Demon Dragon Palace, and was hit hard to the ground.

With a loud "boom", the three golden lights, carrying the huge body of the Demon Dragon King, hit a huge hole on the ground. Then there was a series of dense explosions. The Demon Dragon King's howl continued to emit, and a circle of golden arcs rose from the ground and then spread to all sides.

The strong wind was blowing, and the Nascent Souls of the Demon Dragon Palace warriors whose body was smashed to pieces by the Demon Dragon King's body just flew out, and were swept away by the scattered golden arcs. With the howlings, their Nascent Souls shattered and their souls scattered.

After everything calmed down, a huge pit of about five miles in diameter suddenly appeared on the ground. It was not known how deep, and a trace of black smoke emerged from below. Then, a pillar of lava fire that soared into the sky roared out. The Demon Dragon King let out a shrill howl, and almost all of his scales and armor were broken, revealing the body of muscles and flesh. A stream of golden blood dripped down. A white bone was already exposed on his chest, and he was almost penetrated by this blow.

Kuangtian and the others were anxious. Kuangtian and the others were crazy. Kuangtian and the crazy demon roared towards the figures covered by the seven golden lights, while Ketu and Kesha flew quickly to the seriously injured Demon Dragon King. Morgan and his group of Demon Dragon Guards had their eyes red, and purple smoke gradually emerged from their bodies...

All the Demon Palace subordinates present had a sense of air conditioning. This was too terrifying, it was really terrifying. The number one master of the Demon Palace master, the invincible killing god in the Demon Palace except the Demon Palace master, was actually hit like this by the three of them with a random blow. Although the three of them attacked together, they definitely did not use their full strength. Faced with such a situation, there was only one explanation, that is, none of these seven people were human.

The golden figure in the center snorted coldly: "You guys dare to fight with us? Get out of here."

The seven people spread their sleeves at the same time, and immediately a golden storm blew out. Kuangtian and the other two were like feathers, and were dizzy in the huge storm, and then they broke the scales on the ground.

The man laughed: "You are so weak. You guys who are so entangled in the wealth and honor of the human world and do not seek to make progress. Although you have powerful power, what are you compared with us? Humph, you fallen monks who violated the etiquette of heaven and earth will all die for me. I, Guanghuang, once again, you will all die."

The six golden figures behind him heard the promise in unison, and then thousands of golden lights shot down.

Without any fancy moves, they did not even use the flying sword they practiced. They just sprayed out a mouthful of innate vitality and turned into such a terrifying offensive, sprinkling like raindrops. The screams were loud, and the bodies of more than 20,000 monks gradually disintegrated in the golden light, and the Nascent Soul was shot into the golden light one after another and exploded to pieces.

Baktu roared: "Who are you? What do you want to do?" The first attack, the people in the angry battle hall were killed and injured the most. How could he not be anxious?

The man laughed: "I, Guanghuang, is the third immortal envoy under the Immortal World Palm Recitation, Haha, you people who dare to take away the 'Yan Shen Crystal' is a death sentence."

Another golden light shone in the sky, Soster roared angrily: "Brothers, they are determined to kill us... Although we are monks, we cannot let them kill them in vain, and fight for it."

The subordinates of the Demon Palace have a strong evil spirit. Yes, they have already ordered to silence them. What's the use of not fighting? It depends on their momentum. Instead of being killed by them in vain, it's better to fight for it and maybe kill them. After all, there are nearly 100,000 subordinates present in the Demon Palace. It's still unknown who will win to death. Moreover, these guys are used to being arrogant and blessings on weekdays, but this time they suddenly suffered humiliation and are in a strong sense. They absolutely do not think that they are the objects of killing like others' prey. They also have their own status and dignity.

Invisibly, the psychological pressure brought by Guanghuang and others was disintegrated, and the people in the Demon Palace had at least the courage to fight against them.

The sound of breaking through the air was loud. The people in the Demon Palace drew their swords at the same time, gathering into a colorful light in the air, breaking through the air and attacking seven golden figures. Guanghuang laughed out loud: "How is it possible? If you defeated, we can commit suicide in front of the emperor when we go back. This is definitely a shame." Jinxia in the sky suddenly restrained, and then a huge golden gossip pattern appeared in the air.

Yi Chen looked at the extremely familiar pattern in amazement, and Gleam was already shouting: "'The Great Technique of Conquering Demons with One Qi', let you see what is the real power."

The hazy golden light shrouded from the sky, and the beams of light formed by countless flying swords suddenly stopped in the air, and then exploded with a bang. Countless top-quality flying swords shattered one after another. Their master was also shocked by his mind, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and they all retreated one after another.

The hazy, almost gentle golden light contained infinite power, especially the combined force of the seven superior immortals, which reached a terrifying level. More than 10,000 people disappeared silently in the golden light, and even a little flash was not emitted, as if they did not exist.

Chu Hongye beside Yi Chen suddenly screamed. This was the first time she had seen such a strange thing in her years of cultivator career. No matter when, no matter who is facing an enemy, if she wanted to destroy the opponent's soul, at least a little sound would be made. At this moment, more than 10,000 cultivators with profound cultivation were actually destroyed by a blow, which was beyond the limit that Chu Hongye could imagine. Perhaps his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and Chu Hongye flew out regardless of the consequences and stabbed Guanghuang.

At the same time, Morgan and the others had recovered their true nature in the thick purple smoke. More than three thousand thousand black dragons long roared and rushed over frantically. Their bodies became bigger, and the true energy they could use was 50%, especially this was their most familiar combat form. For a time, Morgan and the others had powerful strength that was almost a scattered immortal.

More than three thousand dragon flames spurted out from their mouths, and a purple sea of ​​fire wrapped around Guanghuang and the seven people.

Guanghuang and the others were secretly shocked. Who would have thought that there were so many dragon clans here? More than 3,000 dragon clans that did not ascend, were difficult to deal with. These natural creatures were the most loved by God. If they were slaughtered randomly, wouldn’t they cause trouble for themselves? It would be bad if God was furious and provoked the heavenly tribulation for no reason.

It is precisely because of this that their demon-subduing array stopped operating. Facing Chu Hongye's sword light, Guanghuang just popped out with a finger and bounced back ten times the speed. A thick golden light thrust towards him, thrusting straight into Chu Hongye's heart.

Fierce cherry blossoms were shocked and screamed: "Sister Hongye." They waved their hand and flew out, and hundreds of short pink sword lights met them.

With a 'clang', all the sword lights of Crimson Cherry were destroyed, and the golden light still shot in. With a 'sweep', Yi Chen had already issued a sword with all his strength, and then pulled Chu Hongye in a daze with one hand. Crimson Cherry turned around and left. At the same time, Yi Chen whispered: "Don't worry about so much, damn, it's obviously not an opponent, go quickly, go quickly."

When Jester and the others heard this, they immediately secretly smeared their feet and left. While there were a large number of people behind the palace, when would they wait until they didn't leave? More than 100,000 people killed one of Fanxin and suffered such heavy casualties, let alone seven now? What's more, Guanghuang is a person who is only higher than Fanxin's level and not lower?

With a crisp sound, the sword energy that Yi Chen slashed out shattered, and Chu Hongye's golden light momentum also stopped. Chu Hongye came to his senses and tried to pull his flying sword back with a move. When he looked again, he was frightened to find that there was a peanut-sized gap on the sword edge, and the spiritual energy of the flying sword had dissipated a lot. However, Guanghuang's finger force just now almost destroyed Chu Hongye's flying sword.

Crimson Sakura whispered: "Oh my god, these bastards."

Yi Chen grabbed Feihongying's shoulder tightly, flew quickly, and shouted softly: "Stop the sound, no matter how bad they are, we can't beat them."

Over there, Kuang Tian and the others also recovered their original bodies. Under the leadership of the Demon Dragon King, whose body was ten thousand meters away, they spit out flames frantically. The purple flames wrapped Guanghuang and the others tightly together, and the sky was shining brightly, looking like a purple glass cover wrapped in a golden bead. Outside the glass cover, thousands of flying dragons were flying; inside the golden beads, seven golden figures were covered with golden light.

The other subordinates of the Demon Palace were already shouting in Bucktu and Soster, and arranged into a strange formation, and began to gather everyone's strength, preparing to trigger the strongest thunder. Bucktu didn't believe it, and with the joint efforts of tens of thousands of people, even a star would be shattered. No matter how powerful the seven immortals were, they still had a side after all, right? Could it be that they could resist the attacks launched by these tens of thousands of people?

Gradually, Guanghuang and the others couldn't bear it anymore. Even immortals were burned by thousands of dragon clans like scattered immortals and used their natal dragon flames. Over time, the light and spiritual energy in their bodies would be consumed. They were immortals, not gods, and it was impossible for them to use the true energy continuously. Guanghuang was about to launch a command to change the formation, and the thunder emitted by tens of thousands of subordinates in the Demon Palace had already roared and descended.

Yi Chen and the others stopped two or three miles away to see the results. Chu Hongye and Fei Hongying were struggling to go back to the battlefield, and Yi Chen had already used a trace of "Sky-Splitting Sword Energy" to control their meridians and kept muttering: "Don't look at me like this fiercely, I'm also for your own good. Those seven guys are rare to win. Alas, just after saying that, why did your true energy start to make trouble again? Don't reverse the shock, okay? It's useless for you to add it."

Thousands of huge groups of thunder and fire suddenly appeared in the void. Immediately afterwards, these thunder and fires blasted from all directions with huge roars towards Guanghuang and the others.

Guanghuang could no longer hold back his anger, and he angrily shouted: "Take action and kill them all. Aren't it just a few dragons? If you kill them, what can the Dragon God do to us?"

The wonderful music sounded out of thin air, and the seven ritual instruments that were commonly used in the fairy world for tribute to the seven ritual instruments.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Chen and the others could not see anything. A dazzling golden light burst out in front of them. Their eyes were almost shot blindly, and their bodies were instinctively twisted. A huge impact force forced them to fly hundreds of miles, and their muscles were about to break. The "huh" wind kept blowing through their heads, and huge black shadows kept passing by. Yi Chen took a barely glance with his eyes that were constantly dripping with tears, but the huge bodies of the Demon Dragon King and the others were shocked like a candle, their scales were broken, and their horns were broken, and they fell out miserably.

Especially the huge body of the Demon Dragon King, which was tens of thousands of meters long, was flying in the air like a mountain. Hundreds of lucky escaped Demon Lords were hit by him and immediately turned into meat sauce. However, the Nascent Soul of these monks avoided the golden light of chasing the soul and snatching the deadly body of the Demon Dragon King.

Yi Chen and the others hurriedly looked back, but saw that more than one-quarter of the entire "Rain Meteor" had been blown away. A golden light enveloped the damaged place and forcibly suppressed the bursting lava. Guanghuang and the other seven were suspended proudly at the center of the explosion, with golden light on their bodies. The seven magic weapons emitted a strong golden light, and a huge domineering aura enveloped the entire "Rain Meteor".

The subordinates of the Demon Palace are still alive at this moment, but only over 10,000 people. Except for the more than 3,000 members of the Demon Dragon clan who survived with their extremely strong body, the others were all wise men such as the Demon Dragon Guard, the God of War General, and the Xuanyin Envoy, but they all had only breathe and fell to the ground and barely breathed.

A breath that was extremely powerful came from Guanghuang and the others, sweeping over the entire "roasted meteor", and rolling up a storm in the sky. Yi Chen hurriedly pulled Chu Hongye and the others and landed on the ground. After all, if they were still intact, it would be too suspicious. Especially if they were discovered by seven immortals, wouldn't they still be the target of making a name for themselves, and would they be the first to be unlucky?

Where they fell, a Xuanyin messenger from Xuanyin Temple landed there. He opened his swollen eyes and hummed in a weak voice: "Why are you not injured?"

Yi Chen snorted coldly, and saw that there was no one everywhere, he immediately pointed at his fontanelle. The powerful "Sky-Splitting Sword Qi" shocked him to pieces, as if the candle in the wind was broken by Yi Chen. Yi Chen sighed in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I can't let you tell the three bosses, saying that I'll escape in the battle, right?"

Chu Hongye and Feihongying felt cold all over their bodies, and Jester and the others took it for granted that they nodded and began to look around to see if anyone else saw this scene. In short, silence was a must.

Guanghuang's voice spread throughout the "roasted meteor": "You should die too. The head of the demon dragon has not handed over the "Yan Shen Crystal" in your belly. When will you wait? If you take the initiative to give the "Yan Shen Crystal", I can let you die happily. Otherwise, I will detain your soul to the fairy world and suffer the pain of the nine heavens' thunder for thousands of years, so that you will never be reborn."

A muffled groan passed, and in the distance, the huge body of the Demon Dragon King barely climbed up from the ground. He roared in a low voice: "Then, just detain my soul. I will bite you even if I die... Damn, I never surrender, especially to bastard immortals like you. Hahaha... Look at me, I have digested your bullshit "Yan Shen Crystal". "A faint purple aura appeared on him, and it seemed that he was using his natal true fire to melt the "Yan Shen Crystal" that was swallowed into his stomach.

Another golden light shot down, and a figure floated in front of the Demon Dragon King for a considerable place. He shook his head and sighed, "Soetuk, you don't know the function of the 'Yan Shen Crystal'. It's impossible for you to melt him, so it's better to hand it over and let me take it away."

The Demon Dragon King roared in surprise: "Shenhua, you bastard, how could you become what you are now? Roar... you haven't ascended, but why have you become an immortal? You, what are you doing? Ha, did these seven pieces of miscellaneous things colluded with?"

Shenhua smiled faintly, and his voice spread from afar: "Don't waste your energy when handing over the 'Yan Shen Crystal'. Soetuk, if you hand over him, I can give you a chance to fight fairly. I will heal your injuries and let you fight fairly with me. How about?" As he said that, Shenhua's divine eyes looked at the place where Yi Chen and the others were hiding. The Demon Dragon King and the others were all seriously injured, and they could not feel the breath of the outside world at all, but Shenhua was different and he clearly felt the fluctuations of Yi Chen and the others' integrity.

Yi Chen knew in his heart that there was no place to run away now, and Shenhua had locked their breath. Instead of being caught by Shenhua and letting his colleagues in the Demon Palace know that they did not make any efforts to attack in the end, it would be better to go out and make a good reputation even before they died. Thinking of this, Yi Chen's sword energy came out subtly, and in an instant he cut his whole body with broken wounds. Then he slashed hard on Chu Hongye and the others more than a dozen times. After they lie on the ground and pretended to be dead, Yi Chen flew over alone.

A distance of more than ten miles arrived in an instant, and Yi Chen shouted palely: "Shenhua, you bastard, I really regret not killing you."

The purple light flashed, and several guys with very strong flesh and blood arrived one after another, looking at Shenhua fiercely.

A strong golden flame suddenly appeared on Shenhua's body. He punched Yi Chen and roared angrily: "It's you."

A golden light flashed, Yi Chen was knocked away for more than ten miles, his chest and ribs were almost broken, and blood was sprayed out. This time, Yi Chen was seriously injured without pretending, and he was almost killed.

Kuangtian roared: "Do you dare to hit my brother?" He stabbed him in the chest with a halberd.

Guanghuang and the other seven had already teleported over. A fairy waved her hand and had no strength. Kuang Tian, ​​who had broken bones on his body, immediately flew out with blood.

Shenhua said gloomyly: "Guanghuang Immortal Envoy, please deal with these bastards. I want to greet the villain named Yi Chen. I want me, I want to kill him."

Shenhua flew towards Yi Chen who was lying on the ground. He had forgotten the warning of the temple master and was determined to kill Yi Chen so as to eliminate the shame of being deceived by Yi Chen in the Senke Federation. In the distance, Jester and the others exclaimed and were about to rush over to rescue, but where was there? Their speed was the difference between a snail and a rabbit compared to Shenhua.

On the other side, Guanghuang and the others showed a grim smile that should not have appeared on the immortal's face, and their golden light flashed all over their bodies and forced themselves towards the Demon Dragon King and others. On this side, Shenhua's eyes seemed to be dripping from bleeding, and he slashed at Yi Chen's forehead with a palm. He was preparing to destroy Yi Chen's purple palace, take out Yi Chen's Yuanying, abuse it well, and then let Yi Chen's soul scatter.

Seeing that Yi Chen was about to be pounced by Shenhua, with a 'sweep' sound, a thin, extremely short and bright golden light suddenly slashed from the sky and slashed straight towards Shenhua's arm.

Shenhua felt the terrifying power of this golden light and quickly stopped. However, the golden light turned lightly and slashed towards Shenhua's lower body with a sharp turn in the air. Shenhua retreated rapidly, and the golden light exploded into more than a dozen more subtle golden light threads with a "crackling" sound, and flew towards Shenhua...

Retreat, retreat quickly, and retreat wildly until Shenhua retreated to Guanghuang. Guanghuang grabbed the dozen golden light threads with one palm.

With a "puff", Guanghuang's entire right palm was blown to pieces, and golden blood mist flew all over the sky.

Looking at the bare wrist, Guanghuang and the others were stunned. After a long time, Guanghuang finally felt the severe pain coming from his wrist, and he screamed wildly.

Yi Chen, who was lying on the ground, had already smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and began to use his skills to take care of his almost shattered ribs, and at the same time he wanted to open up the shattered meridians. A lazy voice had already sounded: "Oh, it's really strange. I'm just going back to my hometown to see if my great-grandson, who has been thousands of generations, is good enough to be successful. He also said, "Master, I can finally be purified for a while and can put down the butcher knife. Who knows that some people just don't make me happy, and insist on trying to bully my children. Oh, how do you calculate this account?"

The black scabbard was under the butt, and several holes had been hung in the white coarse robe. It was obvious that a man with weak hands and feet had patched up a few random patches, but his feet were extremely inconsistently wearing a pair of long boots labeled by the Oster Empire. Hua Guang, who was still holding a chicken leg in his mouth, sat cross-legged in the air, as if it was such a comfortable grass.

A sharp sword energy emerged from Hua Guang's body. Jin Xia in the air was no match for these invisible sword energy at all. A crisp sound of "Swallowing" was all torn into pieces and turned into smoke and clouds and drifted away.

Guanghuang and seven other immortals had pale faces, and the golden light on their bodies was restrained a lot. They looked blankly at Hua Guang who was chewing with big mouths and couldn't speak.

Shenhua, who looked shocked, asked a little scaredly: "You, who are you?"

Hua Guang gave a very standard answer: "I'm not a human... You guy is waiting, bullying my kid, I will cut you down after I'll... Haha, Guanghuang, you seven bastards dare to run away? You dare to run away, I will kill you now, I will tear your palace, burn your medicine shop, and also cut off the legs of your apprentices. Do you dare to move and try?"

Guanghuang and the others were shaking their whole body as if they saw a tiger's cat, and stood there blankly.

Yi Chen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly: "Brother, what is the 'Yan Shen Crystal'? They want to grab the 'Yan Shen Crystal'."

Hua Guang and Guanghuang's faces all changed. Hua Guang slowly stood up, and the long sword flew out of the sword sheath inch by inch. A huge pressure that made everyone present want to commit suicide immediately emanate from Hua Guang's body. One, two, three... one golden sword light slowly appeared in the air. Hua Guang showed a strange smile and smiled faintly: "'Yan Shen Crystal'?"

Yi Chen seemed to have discovered something fun and laughed in a low voice, "Yes, 'Yan Shen Crystal'."

"Full of the Year, Next Time"
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