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The chains of the lock fell down with a loud bang, trapping the hall into a solid cage.

The depression that had been suppressed in Ling Bufei's chest for thirty years now surged up.

I have been patient for so many years, practiced desperately, and planned with all my energy, all for this moment!
He jumped up, facing the top of the hall, and shouted: "Demon Lord, why don't you show up?"

After a brief silence, a huge force rose from the hall. The chains of the forbidden locks were washed away with a "cracking" sound. The cold wind from the underworld swirled back and forth, condensing into a thick devilish cloud.

"Your Majesty!" Shen Hou shouted.

Bai Mengjin did not respond, but the aura continued to grow. Countless demons were born in the demon cloud, rushing out one after another, making strange laughter.

The pressure descended from all around, becoming stronger and stronger, making people tremble.

"Puff!" The little demons with low cultivation were the first to give up. They vomited demon blood and struggled to find a place to hide.

The remaining Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators were also trembling, crouching in fear, and calling out, "Your Majesty!"

For thirty years, Her Majesty had been living in seclusion in the palace, and people had almost forgotten how powerful she was. The familiar pressure at this moment reminded them of the figure that they once looked up to.

She once subdued all the gods and demons by herself!
"Ancestor!" Shang Liancheng ran out from the group of demons, ecstatic.

For the past thirty years, in order to survive in the Demon Sect, he had been trembling with fear, working hard, and not daring to do anything out of line. Finally, today he received reinforcements!

Shang Shaoyang raised his hand to help him fight off the demon that was blocking his way, and looked gently at the younger generation who ran to his side: "Liancheng, I'm sorry for having wronged you over the years."

This sentence made Shang Liancheng burst into tears. He wiped his eyes and said, "I don't feel wronged. I know that the ancestors will come back to save me."

His cultivation level did not improve at all, but regressed. Shang Shaoyang did not care. The Yellow Springs was filled with either Yin Qi or Demon Qi. It was good enough to be able to avoid being corroded. If he could return alive this time, he would just repair it.

Goldman Sachs and Hua Ruzhuo also showed up, but neither of them came over.

They are different from Shang Shaoyang. Their lives are connected with Bai Mengjin. When she is in the immortal realm, they are in the immortal realm. When she is in the devil realm, they can only be in the devil realm.

The wind blew even more violently, and the roofs and palaces seemed to be shaking. On the high platform behind the hall, the runes painted on the stone pillars began to glow.

Ling Bufei and the others looked solemn. Shang Shaoyang gently pushed Shang Liancheng to a safe area and threw him a defensive magic weapon: "Wait for a while."

At this time, the demonic cloud condensed to the extreme, and with a loud bang, it turned into a huge shadow above the hall.

The surroundings became quiet.

When the evil wind died down, the demon folded its wings, lowered its body, and surrendered obediently.

Lian Shenhou also bowed and saluted respectfully: "Greetings, Your Excellency."

Many demon cultivators bowed their heads and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

The demons' strange voices merged together, rumbling and echoing: "Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Ling Bufei raised his head and looked at the falling shadow.

The dark purple sleeves swayed gently in the wind, bringing a frightening chill, and the originally slender figure was now unattainable. Above was a cold jade-like face, with eyes that were emotionless and emotionless, as if the supreme god or Buddha was watching the rise and fall of the world with cold eyes.

"Meng Jin..." He said softly, looking at the face he had been thinking about day and night.

This time they had been apart for too long, so long that the new generation of disciples might not even know of such a person, but her appearance had never lost its color in his heart.

"Junior Sister Bai!" It has been thirty years, and Ji Xingge is almost in tears.

Only Ying Shaoguang remained calm and reminded: "This is the Dharmakaya of the Demon Lord. It is different."

The Dharmakaya of the Demon Lord! This sentence quickly made the others regain their vigilance. Yes, although it looks like Bai Mengjin, it cannot be regarded as Bai Mengjin. To be precise, only by defeating it can we see the real Bai Mengjin!
The demonic energy was too thick, and the phoenix feathers were automatically activated. With a phoenix cry, the phoenix true fire ignited on the chain and burned towards the Demon Lord's Dharma body.

"Your Majesty!" Shen Hou flew up and tried to help. But he was stopped by Leng Qiufeng again: "I said, your opponent is me!"

A cold look flashed across Shen Hou's masked face, and the devilish energy on his body spread out: "Since you want to die, I'll deal with you, the traitor, first!"

If he didn't get rid of Leng Qiufeng, he would have no time to spare, so a huge iron fist emerged from his demonic energy and struck without mercy.

Leng Qiufeng's figure flashed, and the gray fog condensed into a blood-red magic knife in his hand, and he slashed forward!
The explosive sound of the collision between the demonic energy and the jade directly triggered a fierce battle.

Shang Shaoyang came back to his senses and shouted, "Its Dharma body is temporarily imprisoned, let's act quickly! As long as we consume its energy, Fairy Bai will be able to escape!"

After saying that, he took the lead in pointing out the magic pen, and the chains and ropes were wrapped around the Dharma body of the Demon Lord.

Ying Shaoguang waved his folding fan, and the shadow of the mountain appeared in the air and pressed over.

Under continuous attacks, a cold light flashed in the Dharma body's eyes, his long sleeves waved, and magic light descended.

"Crack..." The shadow of the mountain was caught by the devil's hand, and with a light crush, it turned into nothingness again.

The chain transformed from the magic pen wrapped around it, and the magic mist shook, and it was torn off.

Instead, Shang Shaoyang was hit by the counterattack and retreated repeatedly.

Ji Xingge opened his mouth and spat out a spiritual bead, which turned into a bright rainbow light and blocked the attack of the Dharma body. When it touched the devil's hand, it suddenly turned into flames and burned past.

Ling Bufei moved at this moment, and the Killing Sword swept out, one turned into two, two turned into four, and in a blink of an eye they became a vast piece, each piece was filled with clear green light, illuminating the sky.

"Go!" He stretched out his hand and pointed, and densely packed flying swords shot towards the Dharma body and arrived in front of him in an instant.

"Master Ling, I'm here to help you!" Shang Shaoyang threw out the magic pen again, and the dots of ink intertwined, quickly forming a net.

The net wrapped around the devil's hand, trying to confine it, but the devil's hand shattered it with a slight turn, and at the same time faced the sword formation.

The sword light intersected with the evil spirit, and the sword body trembled continuously, but soon stopped moving forward.

Ji Xingge's Fire Spirit Pearl exploded again, helping the sword energy.

Ying Shaoguang opened his folding fan, and a towering tree fell from the sky. The wind fanned the fire, and the wood helped the fire burn. Combined with the sword energy in the sky, it dealt a heavy blow to the Demon Lord's Dharma body.

The four of them did not dare to relax at all, and used all their magic and special skills without reservation.

The magic circle that they had spent many years researching could only trap the Demon Lord temporarily. If they could not defeat his Dharma body during this time, there would be no hope for him to escape from the chains.

At the same time, under the Yinshan stone pillar, Ning Yanzhi stopped temporarily after killing a demon.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Huo Chongxiao shouted at him.

Ning Yanzhi looked at those demon cultivators, then looked at Yuan Songqiao and the others, and frowned: "Something is wrong, there are fewer people in the Wuji Sect."

"Didn't Sect Master Ling just leave? Brother Ying...the formation was broken earlier, maybe he got stuck there and ran into trouble."

Ning Yanzhi stared at him for a long time: "You really don't know?"

Huo Chongxiao shook his head, his eyes pure.

Ning Yanzhi chose to believe him and said, "With Ying Shaoguang's strength, how could he not be able to escape after the formation was broken? And Ji Xingge is also missing. What good can come of the three of them getting together?"

"..."

Before Huo Chongxiao could respond, he heard Yang Xiangtian shouting, "Where do you want to go, devil? Leave your life behind!" (End of this chapter)