Supreme Killer

"Bastard!"

Youtian roared fiercely, and he struggled to reorganize his body, but Shuluo Zumo and Huang Mo were bombarding and violently attacking him, so that he had no chance to reorganize.

If this continues, he will inevitably be crushed into mashed flesh and turned into powder.

Although he is the top-notch Po Eight Immortal King, but the Asura Zumo and Huang Mo, who is not the Po Eight Immortal King?

With one enemy and one, the two naturally couldn't help Youtian.

But right now, when the two join hands, how can Youtian be the enemy?

"You Tian, ​​today you are dead." Huang Mo laughed up to the sky, the immortal power in his body was surging, almost without any reservations, just thinking of killing You Tian.

Shura Zumo was silent, but every attack was extremely deadly.

"Seal him."

At this moment, a voice came from a distance, no one saw it, but he saw a huge blood-black coffin piercing through the void, and instantly came to the front.

Zhenshi copper coffin!

Asura Zumo saw a figure through the endless chaos and nodded slightly.

That person is not someone else, he is the Great Wutian Demon.

The two were originally one, but they were seriously injured back then, unable to recover in a short time, and had to find another way.

The Great Wutian Devil chopped off his own soul, sealed most of his memories in the soul, and allowed his body to cultivate on its own.

Otherwise, how could the Asura Ancestor Demon reach the peak of the Ten Thousand Realms in just a few decades?

Asura Zumo did not hesitate, his hands opened the lid of the bronze coffin of Zhenshi, and his hands were sealed.

In a short time, the bronze coffin of Zhenshi grew rapidly, covering the heavens.

"Do not!"

Youtian roared wildly, the time and space he was in was instantly compressed, and then swallowed by a supreme mighty force, no matter how he struggled, it didn't make any sense.

In the distance, the battlefield between the Great Wutian Demon and the market.

Although the Big Wutian Demon is extremely domineering and tyrannical, the ruins of the sky right now is not his clone, but the deity, the real Po Eight Immortal King.

For a time, the Big Wutian Demon was suppressed.

However, when Xu Tian saw the Great Wu Tian demon throwing the Zhenshi copper coffin to the Shura Zumo, he couldn't help laughing: "The dying person still thinks of others?"

Xu Tian peeped his hand and slapped the big Wutian demon's chest with a palm.

The internal organs of the Great Wu Tian devil shattered instantly, and the body almost collapsed, and the body flew out like a meteor.

However, Xu Tian never thought of letting him go, his figure flashed, and he quickly followed.

In his opinion, there is no doubt that the Big Wutian will die.

A broken seven immortal king, dare to compete with himself?

It's not bad to be able to persist until now.

Originally his opponent was the old grave guard, but the big Wutian demon took the initiative to deal with himself in order to free the old grave guard to deal with Thirty.

What is the difference between this and death?

"die!"

Xu Tian screamed, an aura of great destruction instantly swept across the world, and headed towards the Great Wutian Demon.

The Big Wutian Demon coughed up blood, and his deep eyes shot out awe-inspiring light.

He is unwilling and unyielding.

Death was not so terrible to him. He gave the Zhenshi bronze coffin to the Asura Zumo, and he didn't regret it.

With one's own life and one of Youtian's life, why not do it?

Seeing that Xu Tian's attack was about to drown the Great Wutian Demon.

Suddenly, a black and white light curtain appeared out of thin air, instantly blocking the body of the Great Wutian Demon.

Xu Tian's eyes widened, and he watched his attack, completely wiped out, and finally turned into fly ash.

"It's you!" Xu Tian was extremely angry, staring coldly at the figure in front of the Big Wutian Demon.

"Thanks." The old tomb guard grinned and said without looking back, "Can you still fight?"

"kill!"

The Big Wutian Demon didn't respond to the old man tomb guard, very simply, a black long knife appeared out of thin air in his hand, and behind him, a huge magical shadow emerged.

"Magic Sutra?" The old grave guard frowned.

He naturally knows the side effects of the Evocation Sutra, but at this moment, he has not stopped the Big Wutian Demon.

Not only the Big Wutian Demon, but even himself, he has long had the ambition to die.

As long as it can destroy the 30 and Ruins Clan, any power can be used, even if it is the cost of life.

"Devil destroys the heavens."

The Great Wutian Demon roared wildly, and the huge demon shadow behind him suddenly merged with his body, and the whole person's momentum suddenly skyrocketed.

"Broken Eight Immortals?"

Xu Tian felt the momentum of the Big Wutian Demon, and his eyelids twitched.

He obviously didn't expect that the Great Wutian Demon had hidden strength.

If he was only dealing with the Big Wutian Demon, he still wouldn't mind it.

After all, even if the Great Wutian Demon had promoted himself to the strength of the Po Eight Immortal King in a short time, it was a method after all, and it was still a method that would do a lot of harm to itself.

However, he had to face not only the Big Wutian Demon, but also the more unfathomable old grave guards.

"Yin and Yang revolve!"

Before he could react, the old tomb guard uttered a long scream, throwing out the grinding plate in his hand, covering the world in an instant.

Two huge roulettes, one black and one white, appeared above Xu Tian's head and feet, and the entire space seemed to have been crushed by great force.

Xu Tian gritted his teeth, he clearly felt that his physical body was actually worn out and collapsed bit by bit.

The palpitating breath made him feel fear.

"Damn it!"

Xu Tian roared, the first thing he thought of was to retreat and leave this area.

However, black and white roulette blocked everything, and he wanted to escape, impossible.

"die!"

At the same time, the Big Wutian Demon took the opportunity to kill him, the magic knife in his hand poured all his power into it, and he slashed down in anger.

"This is?"

Xiao Fan, on the top of the endless mountain, felt the aura of destruction emanating from this knife, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This knife is much stronger than the eighth sword of Niluanba Modao.

boom!

The blade light shreds everything and passes through the two black and white roulettes.

Xu Tian's eyes widened, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Ah~"

He roared furiously and fearfully, trying to break free from the crushing of the millstone, but where would the old man to keep the tomb let him succeed?

He could only watch the peerless blade mang tear his body apart, and then completely lost his power and was swallowed by the two grinding discs of black and white.

Seeing this, the old man guarding the tomb made a trick, and the wheel of the world shrank instantly and became a big slap.

If you observe carefully, you can see that in the middle of the grinding wheel, there is a figure still struggling.

However, his struggle was completely futile. Just after reorganizing his body, he was instantly crushed by the power of the grinding plate, and so on.

Compared with Youtian's being sealed, Xu Tian may be more painful.

As long as the old man who guards the tomb is not dead and the grinding wheel is not broken, he will inevitably be ground to death by the grinding wheel.

"call!"

The old man guarding the tomb let out a sigh of breath, and appeared next to the already somewhat illusory Big Wutian Demon.

"Dead?" The Great Wutian Demon's voice was very weak, and the vitality in his body was as thin as a gossamer.

"It's almost there." The old grave guard nodded. "Send me to his side." The Big Wutian demon let out a relieved smile and faintly uttered a word.