Contempt appeared in the gun demon's eyes, and he shot out with a single shot.
"Roar."
A red dragon flew out, a hundred feet long, with blazing flames burning outside its body, and the dragon was so powerful that it was unparalleled.
"Boom."
The brilliant sword light struck by Pei Yutian shattered instantly, unable to compete with the red dragon.
The nine dragon souls were blocked by the red dragon and could not move forward. Then they all exploded and the golden dragon chariot retreated backwards at an extremely fast speed.
If the Jinbulong Chariot had not been upgraded, it would not have been damaged after this collision.
Ji Fanxin sat firmly in the dragon chariot, and the holy energy was injected into the nine dragon heads. The nine dragon souls suddenly appeared again, and they were more solid than before.
"Wow."
Countless purple petals flew out from the golden dragon chariot, like dancing butterflies.
It¡¯s just that although these petals look beautiful, they are very dangerous, and even the space has faint signs of being split.
In an instant, the red dragon was submerged by the purple petals, and then disappeared without a trace. It was already cut into pieces by the purple petals and dissipated.
After getting rid of the red dragon, the purple petals continued to sweep towards the gun demon.
After the evil body of Shen Nian was suppressed, Ji Fanxin's mental power was no longer suppressed too much and he could cast spells to his heart's content.
With her extremely high-quality and powerful mental power that is infinitely close to the sixtieth level, the spells she casts are undoubtedly extremely terrifying. Few people under the Great Sage can not be afraid of them.
"break."
The gun demon let out a loud roar, and the red spear slashed down towards him.
The majestic evil energy poured into the red long spear, causing countless king's inscriptions to appear on the red long sword, and suddenly split the purple petals sweeping through it, which was unstoppable.
Don¡¯t forget, he is not fighting alone now. There are also thirty-five Rakshasa princes with cultivation levels above the Dao realm, concentrating their power on him through the battle formation.
With the exquisite battle formation amplification, the power of the thirty-five Rakshasa princes is by no means as simple as one plus one, but is increasing exponentially.
"A third-class prince is so powerful. How powerful are a second-class prince and a first-class prince?" Xiang Chunan looked shocked.
In his mind, the third-class prince is the weakest Lin Dao realm expert. The strength he can exert is much stronger than that of the black flame general who works hard. It shouldn't be too difficult to deal with him.
Feng Yan's eyes were a little solemn and he said: "I'm afraid this person is not an ordinary third-class prince. In my opinion, his strength should be enough to be canonized as a second-class prince, but he has not been canonized yet."
"There are countless opportunities in Kunlun Realm, and top experts can be created in a very short time. The information in "The Record of Ten Tribes of Hell and All Evils" has become inaccurate. Many monks in the hell realm are far better than the "Record of Ten Tribes of Hell and All Evils" The ones recorded above are stronger.¡±
There is basis for what he said. For example, the Emperor of the Martial Realm who was killed by Zhang Ruochen, before coming to the Kunlun Realm, was only at the eight-step Holy King realm. But after entering the Kunlun Realm, he absorbed a large amount of holy blood. , his cultivation quickly reached the realm of Taoism, and his strength was many times stronger than before.
"The Record of the Ten Tribes of Hell and the Ten Thousand Evils" can only let people know that it is those powerful monks from the hell realm who have entered the Kunlun realm and understood their methods in advance.
But this is not absolute either. For example, Xia Wenxin possesses the God-Destroying Cross Shield, and the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King possesses the incomplete Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror, but they are not recorded in the "Record of Ten Tribes of Hell and Ten Thousand Evils".
"The second-class prince is at the top level of the Dao Realm. He also has the king's weapon in his hand and the blessing of the battle formation. It is really difficult to deal with. Unfortunately, my cultivation is too weak and I have not yet condensed the Dao realm. , he can't even use the Supreme Sacred Artifact." Xiang Chunan said a little discouraged.
The gap in cultivation strength is too big, and it is difficult for external forces to make up for it.
Unless you can master the complete Supreme Sacred Artifact, you will be almost invincible under the Great Sage.
"Fairy Baihua has restrained this person. Let's go help the elder brother and snatch the sacred stone first." Feng Yan said thoughtfully.
With the strength of the three of them, it is really difficult for them to pose a threat to the gun demon. It is also a waste of energy to continue to entangle.
Immediately, the three of them changed their attack targets, and the holy arts and holy weapons all bombarded Luo Yi.
"You dare."
The gun demon was furious and struck out with a palm.
A massive amount of evil energy condensed and turned into a giant hand dozens of feet long.
"Boom."
The attacks of Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian were all blocked and failed to hit Luo Yi.
"boom."
landCut off the infusion and be ready to attack at any time.
He was still thinking about Luo Yi's whereabouts in his mind. If there was nothing extremely important, Luo Yi would never be able to use a stand-in puppet to contain him. He must have a major conspiracy.
At this moment, outside the cave, some people were trying to break in, including the strong men of the dead tribe. However, they were blocked by the battle array arranged by the five hundred Rakshasa dukes.
"Bang."
Thousands of miles away from the cliff of life and death, the body of a dead general broke into several pieces and fell from the sky.
On a white cloud, Zhenyuan was sitting cross-legged, with a jade table in front of him, drinking tea leisurely.
The general of the dead clan was beaten to pieces by his palm, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back.
"If you want to kill my general, you must die."
A very angry voice sounded, and the overwhelming evil energy of death emerged from the horizon, rushing toward Zhenyuan like a stormy sea.
Zhenyuan smiled, showing no sign of panic. He calmly took a sip of tea and said, "Son of Red Star God, I have been waiting here for you for a long time!"
The evil energy of death surged violently and quickly condensed into a giant hand hundreds of feet tall, covering the sky and the sun, as if it could pluck the stars from the sky.
"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."
Zhenyuan recited a Taoist slogan and slowly stretched out a hand.
I saw that his hand grew rapidly and glowed with earthy yellow light. Countless rules were intertwined on it, and the vast power of heaven and earth was mobilized.
"Bang."
The two giant hands collided together. Zhenyuan¡¯s khaki-colored hand was intact, but the giant hand condensed with the evil energy of death exploded into pieces.
The next moment, the evil spirit of death receded like a tide, and soon disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared at all.
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