Feng Qixi was disdainful, but she really didn't try to grab it. Indeed, with her fighting power now, she is not Luo Yan's opponent.

"Is it okay for you to deal with the other second-order demon kings?"

With Qing Niu on his back, Ling Tian didn't show any intention of taking action now.

"One, two, three...ah, Ling Tian, ​​there are still six second-level demon kings left. If you don't take action, we may not be able to cope with them for a while. There will be more than us!"

Feng Qixi frowned.

"It's just one more, I'll fight two!"

Mo Yu said disdainfully.

"That won't work either. Xianzhi is the Qinyin Immortal Master and cannot come forward. You have to fight three demon kings one by one!"

Mo Yu: "..."

"Haha, what are you afraid of? I will help you!"

Ling Tian smiled, then raised his big hand, and the clone appeared in front of everyone.

"What...what's going on, two Lingtians!?"

Seeing the clone appear, everyone was stunned.

"It's just a clone. Stop inking. I'll take two of the clones. I'll leave the rest to you. We can resolve the battle in half a shot!"

The clone gave a faint smile, and immediately the Wentian Qilin War Halberd appeared in his hand, turning into a silver light that shot down from the sky like a meteor.

Dangdang!

The clone of Ling Tian at this time is not the clone from two years ago.

Not only is the spirit's toughness far greater than before, but its strength is even comparable to that of a second-level Immortal King.

What's more, he also has the Wentian Qilin Halberd in his hand, as well as powerful magical powers.

Shaking God Fist!

Before the clone arrived, Ling Tian raised a horizontal fist, boundless silver light condensed, and a punch fell, knocking a second-level demon king down into the mountain peak.

Immediately, the Wentian Qilin halberd in his hand danced and stopped another demon king.

Sparks burst out one after another. Ling Tian's clone was fearless and invincible. The two demon kings he killed retreated continuously and could only parry.

"Damn, is it really just a clone? Isn't it too strong?"

Feng Qixi and others were also fighting with the Demon King. At this moment, they looked at the silver halberd and Ling Tian on the back of the green bull, and they were filled with shock.

"Alas, in the end, I am not as powerful as the master's clone!"

"Failure, such a failure!"

Mo Yu sighed.

On the green bull's back, Ling Tian sat still, observing the Three Avenues Palace far away from the observer.

Because of the existence of Ling Tian's clone, the second-level demon king is almost one-sided.

In the blink of an eye, the two second-level demon kings were killed by the crazy and explosive slashes of the Wentian Qilin Halberd.

Immediately, Ling Tian's clones continued to kill the third-order demon king who was fighting fiercely with Luo Yan at the center of the formation.

This third-level demon king is not weak, and is even stronger than the top tutor in the palace!

Although Luo Yan's combat power has skyrocketed now, he still cannot kill the third-level demon king in a short period of time.

"No need for you to help me!"

Luo Yan saw Ling Tian's clone coming, and the familiar aura instantly reminded her of the scene in the pool at the place of ancient inheritance two years ago.

Immediately I felt ashamed and angry.

Besides, she has a way to kill the third-level demon king in front of her, but it will take time.

"Don't be brave, we don't have much time. If we ruin this moment, we have to go to the next place!"

Ling Tian's clone was cold.

In this moment of distraction, the third-level demon king found an opportunity and knocked Luo Yan away with an axe.

puff!

Blood spurted out and Luo Yan was injured.

"Haha, you still want to destroy other formations?! You have no chance!"

The demon king sneered, raised the dark giant ax in his hand, and slashed at Na Luo Yan again.

How terrifying is it to be struck down by the huge shadow of an axe!?

The fighting power of the third-level demon king is by no means empty.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian's clone stepped forward, raised the Qilin halberd in his hand, and immediately cut off a bloody halberd.

Sky-Splitting Blood Halberd Slash!

The blood halberd tore through the sky and shook the giant axe, but the blood halberd shattered and Ling Tian was also knocked away.

Although the clone is strong, it is no match for the third-level Immortal King without full strength.

it's over!

The third-level demon king stepped forward again, appeared above Luo Yan's head, and slashed with the second axe!

Luo Yan clenched his teeth, and in the palm of his hand, there were more than a dozen bloody soul-killing arrows condensed.

Worse still, she still has the top treasure of the Immortal King that she has yet to use.

At the very least, a third-level demon king cannot kill her!

"Enough!"

But at this moment, above the sky, Ling Tian on the back of the green bull suddenly stood up.

The big hand pressed forward, and the next moment, boundless immortal energy condensed above the formation eye, immortal fire surged wildly, and between the wind and thunder, five fingers turned into a big palm and slammed down.

Prajna Palm!

Everyone and the Demon King were trembling as they looked at the big handprint that reached the sky and fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!