Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1137: Here Comes the Devil Taming Garden
"Senior Brother Dai!" Mo Qingqing's pupils contracted and she was angry.

"Damn it! Use me to wait at this time." The other three Wanmo Sect disciples had no choice but to use their trump cards to attack Chen Xinghe.

At this moment, with mountains and seas of clouds overhead, the purple thunder directly pressed to the ground.

Countless earth and rocks exploded, with terrifying power.

While Mo Qingqing was thinking, the avatar stood in front of him, and thousands of magic blades attacked Chen Xinghe.

However, the catastrophe was too terrifying, the purple thunder was raging, and the magic blades were all destroyed before they could get close.

"At this time, do you still want to chop me a few times?" Chen Xinghe said happily, not doing anything, just sticking to the source.

Dai Yuhe moved quickly, trying to get out of the suppression range of Heavenly Tribulation.

Want to run?

The nine-mouthed flying sword twirled, attracting the purple Jielei to come. When the sword trembled, it forced the Primordial Demon Realm, unable to go anywhere.

"Fellow Daoist Dai, please help me avoid the catastrophe! This catastrophe is too great to meet your desperate requirements. Of course, I will also fight."

"Chen Xinghe, what else can you do besides attract robbery?" Dai Yuhe was furious, this was not the duel he wanted.

"Accepting fellow Taoist's criticism, I still need to practice and strengthen myself. Asking everyone to help me resist the catastrophe is not a hero."

"You..." Dai Yuhe was furious.

Cultivator fights only look at the result, as for the process?The monks of the Wan Mo Sect played even more ugly, using everything to the extreme.

"Ah..." A disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect screamed. He was the weakest among them, so he was the first to belch.

"Kill!" There was a Wanmo Sect disciple who was a ruthless character, and approached against the Wanjun Thunder, wanting to burn everything while he was still able to persevere.

Chen Xinghe didn't have the time to pay attention to him, and there were two flying swords with nine regiments of Taiji Flywheel beside him, the upper limit was 27, no amount of Tibetan swords could carry it.

Therefore, Heavenly Tribulation is like a life-threatening talisman, you can't consume more Tribulation Power, and it will become very difficult later.

At this moment, a vision appeared in the sky, a huge figure pierced through the clouds, and stared at it with a divine eye.

The thick dark purple thunder shadow like a ten thousand year old tree shot down, scaring Chen Xinghe to shout: "Open!"

Eighteen flying swords surround the whole body, accumulating tribulation force to generate a Tai Chi flywheel, and at the same time, shoot sword shadows towards the surroundings.

But if the energy explodes, it will be over if it doesn't explode.

"Sword array, guard with me!"

"Yes!" The [-] monks under his command immediately mobilized their mana to share the power of calamity for Chen Xinghe.

"Hey..." A group of Taiji flywheels appeared on each flying sword, which could be big or small, depending on the carrying capacity of the flying sword itself.

At the same time, Tai Chi flywheels also appeared on the many measuring scales, and the speed of mobilizing mana suddenly increased by ten times, and they all exerted their strength to enhance the sharpness of the sword array.

I saw Feijian flying towards the surrounding area like a flock of eagles, shattering everything they went.

The Demon Emperor and several Ten Thousand Demon Sect monks were suppressed by the flying sword group, so they had to back away with lingering fear.

"Is this the Nine Tribulations of the Underworld?"

"This is the supreme skill of the Qingtian Sect that established the glorious years of 20,000 years!"

Some disciples of Wanmo Sect were dormant a little far away, and they didn't dare to reveal their aura at this moment, for fear that Feijian would come to kill him in a mighty manner with supreme power.

The flying swords had nowhere to go, so they could only expand the area to wipe them out. However, the coercion of the catastrophe was too strong, and those monsters who could run would have already run away.

Chen Xinghe had no choice but to ask everyone to call back Feijian and trouble Mo Qingqing.

"Buzz buzz..." The flying swords flew back and shot at Mo Qingqing from top to bottom.

"Boom..." Dai Yuhe didn't just sit still, he shattered the five magic pianos with his left hand and the magic seal with his right hand, and immeasurable magic energy gathered here.

Numerous gaps in the space were suddenly torn open near the sword array, and the breath of the demon world burst out wildly, and some gaps spewed out torrents.

The sea in the Demon Realm is red, like a sea of ​​blood, and there are a lot of monsters living in it.

The ground quickly filled with a pool of blood, and the water was getting bigger and bigger.

Without Chen Xinghe's command, Han Zhongshu took out the command flag and waved it outside the formation, the flying sword shot out immediately, shaking all the torrents of the demon world.

Suddenly, a mass of darkness appeared in the sword formation, and as the mass of darkness spread, a demon kingdom turned from illusion to reality.

"here is?"

"Fake, right? A lot of demons."

"Very true, very true, be careful!"

So many human monks suddenly appeared in the Demon Kingdom, and the demons from far and near roared and rushed towards them at the fastest speed.

Chen Xinghe was ecstatic when he saw this scene, he raised his arms and controlled all the flying swords around him to attack the ground.

Suddenly, a ring of ripples spread, followed by another ring.

The ground arched towards the surroundings, and Dai Yuhe's complexion changed suddenly.

The thunder was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. It was pulled into the ground by a huge force, and then with the sword array as the center, there were layers of mountains around it, getting farther and higher.

"No!" With a loud roar, Dai Yuhe spurted blood wildly, and his whole body fell like a kite with a broken string.

The Wanli Demon Kingdom, which has been painstakingly built, cannot bear the large-scale changes in the landscape, so it ends here!The backlash force galloped towards him like ten thousand horses galloping towards him, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't bear it.

Mo Qingqing lowered her head, knowing that the situation was over.

Chen Xinghe shook off the dust on his body, looked up at the more intense Jieyun, and cursed: "Grandma is a hammer, it hasn't weakened, it's still strengthening."

When the breeze came, Dai Yuhe was slightly taken aback, and found that the flying sword had passed by and his head fell downward.

"Pfft..." His body and head turned into bats and flew away at the same time, his breath suddenly disappeared.

"Escaped?" Chen Xinghe closed his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, fifteen sword shadows filled with Tai Chi flywheels burst out, killing bats one after another.

"Found it!" The flying swords all attacked a silver bat.

The ear-piercing noise spread, and the flying sword failed to pierce the bat, only leaving some moderate sword wounds on the bat.

"Huh? A monster at the fusion stage?" Chen Xinghe praised Dai Yuhe's life-saving means.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation is still on the rise, and with the help of such power, the Nine Tribulations of the Yellow Springs Jue forcibly rose to the peak of the transformation stage, and the flying sword pierced the silver bat with a sky full of thunder.

The body left by such a fusion monster exploded in the blink of an eye, which shows how tough this catastrophe is.

Dai Yuhe revealed his primordial spirit, divided into nine parts, and fled away with a ray of silver light under his feet.

He was still able to escape, and he had already left the sword array, and he was about to disappear in a blink of an eye, but he was not as fast as Feijian.

"Qiang..." Under the operation of the Tai Chi flywheel, these flying swords are not at the level of the transformation stage, and have steadily crossed the boundary and entered the fusion stage.

So no matter how clever Dai Yuhe's methods are, the nine avatars of the primordial spirit will be shattered at the same time.

There was also a flying sword that went into the ground and hit the real Dai Yuhe Primordial Spirit.

"You actually killed me?" The No.1 disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect did not believe that he would die at the hands of Chen Xinghe until his death.

"Boom..." Tianjie climbed to the top, Chen Xinghe grabbed Mo Qingqing and left a voice message: "Be careful to defend against the enemy, I will go back as soon as I go."

"Boom, boom..." Mo Qingqing turned into flying ash, only blocking [-]% of the thunder.

Dai Yuhe completely collapsed with unwillingness, and his soul was completely destroyed.

Chen Xinghe recalled the flying swords and joined them at his feet, the Taiji flywheel was about to be full, he shouted in his heart: "Demon Taming Garden, I'm here!"

(End of this chapter)