Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 306 Realm crushing
Qing Ling Demon King held the gun head in his hand and pressed it down bit by bit.

This is the magic weapon of Youwei Old Dragon.

He has been nourishing it with the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and with the help of the washing of warm water, it has been given the power of divine thunder.

Its palms were blown to pieces, and the remaining finger bones were burnt black.

But after all, he is a demon emperor comparable to a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god.

"Roar!"

Amidst its violent roar, the Ghost Tail Gun was finally pressed down, saving most of its head.

The golden body had lost its arms, so he jumped up and stepped on it hard from a high place.

The huge soles of its feet suddenly fell, causing the Qing Ling Demon Emperor's entire body to stoop. It slowly raised its head and stared coldly at the golden statue above: "You are looking for death..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Yuan had already used the magic formula again.

First, it shattered the weapon in Tang Yuan's hand, and then the dense feathers penetrated his body.

It was also crushed by Ling Yu.

Shen Yi held a spear, and a faint light bloomed in the black scales of his right arm, blocking all the feathers outside.

In the entire world, only two figures remained as they were.

When the gap between realms reaches such a terrifying level, it is difficult to use any treasures to make up for it.

Following his roar, the four chains tightened instantly, tearing the Qing Ling Demon Emperor into a "big" shape.

He is a disciple of Master Qingfeng, and he learned the precious method of Wutong Mountain.

puff!puff!puff!
Countless blood holes suddenly appeared on Tang Yun's body, and his plasma was evaporated by the hot heat and turned into wisps of white mist.

The messy feathers on its body suddenly glowed with green light, and transformed into a brand new appearance in an instant. Each feather was as sharp as a sharp blade, and then they all shot out!

He tightened his grip on the sword hilt and stabbed the Qing Ling Demon Emperor hard in the face!
At the moment when the sharp edge was about to touch the ghost's face.

Most of his body collapsed, and he could barely keep himself standing.

He staggered to his knees.

He is a genius in the true sense.

The broken golden body peeled off piece by piece, turning into invisible incense and wishing power to disperse.

Qing Ling Demon Emperor's face suddenly became rosy, and even the corners of his eyes were covered with blood.

Six rays of red light overflowed from the blood hole, reshaped into lotus seeds and scattered on the ground, then became dim.

The blazing flames condensed into chains and hung from the sky, quickly binding the Qing Ling Demon King's limbs.

"Want to tear me apart? Tang will tear you apart first today!"

The reason why he can ignore this terrifying method is also very simple.

Tang Yuan stretched out his hand and waved, and a sword with spiritual light swimming appeared in his palm.

The fate of the golden body Dharmaxiang was not much better than his.

Realm crushing.

However, it was not Shen Yi himself who crushed the Qing Ling Demon Emperor, but the spear.

It is a living creature and part of the You Tail Demon Emperor.

At this moment, Shen Yi became part of the tailbone.

Even as time passed, Qing Ling Demon King found that he could no longer shake the spear even if it consumed its original essence and blood and used all its strength!

It looked behind it in shock.

I saw that the lower jaw of the young man's handsome face was completely covered with black scales, and his eyes with rising red mist looked extremely violent.

Rather than dealing with a Hunyuan Grandmaster, he was clearly fighting with Master Sixteen.

"Fellow Taoist Shen?"

Tang Yuan raised his head in fear, feeling the vast demonic power as well.

I really don’t know if the other party is still a monk now.

Shen Yi made another move. He suddenly drew out his spear and swept it with great force. Like a dragon, the spear shattered half of Qing Ling Demon King's body with a snap.

"puff!"

The Qingling Demon King was smashed away like a bald chicken.

Beautiful blood-stained feathers were scattered all over the sky.

Before it even hit the ground, it saw the young man leaping down from the air, and the tip of a sharp spear penetrated its left shoulder.

"Ahh!!" Qing Ling Demon King howled miserably, and without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and tore off his entire shoulder and his left arm!

Then his right arm turned into a slender wing and suddenly flew into the air.

It was no match for the You Tail Demon Emperor. Even a tail bone from the other party could easily kill it.

But it still couldn't figure it out. If the Ghost Tail Gun was the leader, why was it constantly killing it? !

Can't you see the bunch of monks below?

Is it possible that a mere Hunyuan Grandmaster could turn against Tiangang and control the Nether Tail Spear?
"Don't drag me with you if you are looking for death."

Qing Ling Demon King angrily scolded him, and then tried to escape back to Thousand Demon Cave without looking back.

With its speed, this group of people had no chance of keeping it.

This is also the reason why no matter what injuries it suffered before, it remained calm and composed.

At this moment, there was a corner that no one noticed.

Under the protection of several Daqian masters, A Qing held his eyelids in Xu Wanyun's arms and fiddled with the formation disk with trembling hands.

Countless shadows shot out, all lying on the body of the green-feathered ghost-faced eagle, frantically eating its soul.

Hundred Ghosts Concentration Formation!

The Qing Ling Demon King's vision was in a trance for a moment. When he woke up again, there was only a glinting spear tip in front of him, and the indifferent face of the man holding the gun.

The straight spear body penetrated the Qingling Demon Emperor's head and penetrated his entire body.

The famous Demon King revealed his true form on the body of the gun. The only remaining wing was unable to hang down, and the blue feathers also lost their brilliance.

Shen Yi held the gun at an angle, with purple flames accompanying him, and black lin covering his arms. The demonic aura that pervaded it was no weaker than that of the green-feathered ghost-faced eagle.

It's like the birth of the new emperor of Thousand Monster Cave.

Tang Yuan struggled to hold himself up, stumbled and hid behind the golden body, and whispered: "Did he turn into a demon?"

Qinghua lowered her eyes and glanced at him: "..."

He kicked it out with his broken calves.

"aunt……"

Ah Qing shouted softly, like a seriously injured cat: "Take us home."

Xu Wanyun hugged her niece with red eyes: "You...you guys?"

She looked up to the sky in horror. Want to bring such a terrifying existence back to the Xu family?

Suddenly she felt that her sleeve was gently pulled by Ah Qing. She looked away and saw her niece looking up pitifully, staring at her longingly, bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corners of her lips, and even her voice was as weak as a mosquito: "Auntie, go home."

Xu Wanyun's heart suddenly trembled: "Okay."

Before he finished speaking, the figure in the sky slowly fell down.

Shen Yi looked at a few people.

Before the two women could respond, several Daqian masters felt a little suffocated. They seemed to be in the wrong position for friendship and vigilance. They stood there blankly for a while.

"Give me a moment."

Shen Yi walked through the crowd towards Ah Qing and stretched out her hand.

Ah Qing, who was still angry just now, hurriedly rummaged around his body and quickly took out a handful of black-green fruits.

It was when she was collecting this thing that she was injured by the roar of the dragon.

"Here, Brother Shen."

"Spit the blood out and don't scare her if it's okay."

Shen Yi took the fruit and glanced at the girl helplessly.

"Oh."

Ah Qing spit out the blood in her mouth obediently. She was indeed seriously injured, but she was not in a state of death.

The next moment, Xu Wanyun grabbed her little face and gritted her teeth angrily: "I asked you to pretend! My aunt also lied!"

She was angry, but through Shen Yi's words, she also reacted.

Under the influence of that evil gun, Shen Yi obviously still maintained his sanity and was not controlled by a demon.

That would be terrible.

For a monk, as long as he can control the power, it is part of his strength.

Now Shen Yi has actually reached the level where he can kill the Qing Ling Demon Emperor.

(End of this chapter)