Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 681: Thunder Destroys
Prince Honghe said proudly.

"My Evil God Temple has joined the ranks of the demons and is reorganizing the order of the East China Sea. This is the only way to set things right and get back to the source!"

"After you guys are a bunch of traitors, you still have the nerve to call others traitors?"

"I know what you are waiting for. Don't wait any longer. No matter how powerful Master Lu is, he is only at the level of a spirit being."

"I don't know where he got a chance back then, but he got many corpses of the same level as his helpers. I'm afraid my own strength is no more than this."

“Don’t even mention that he was cursed and disappeared. Even if he showed up, there are eleven Divine Transformation cultivators outside the formation!”

"He has the ability to kill us all!"

"Does he have this ability?"

"If I call him, will he dare to come out?"

Prince Honghe laughed wildly and arrogantly, and the people in the army were furious, but they could do nothing.

No matter how much nonsense Prince Hong said, one thing was true. There were eleven gods and demons gathered outside. Even if Master Lu came back, he couldn't fight eleven alone, right?
The human race is indeed in great danger in this battle.

Prince Honghe also made excuses. He said he was right to be a traitor and that the demons were the masters of our ancestors and they were just returning to the original order. What qualifications did you have to call me a traitor?

The cultivators in the formation were startled by him, and thought of the absolute numerical advantage of the Ten Transformation Gods and Demons cultivators surrounding them outside. Compared to their own side, the spiritual veins of the Void Valley were almost drained, and there were no spirit stones in stock. The demon clan's divine corpse puppets were almost on the verge of collapse.

Everyone was in low spirits, while the demons outside the formation were shouting and laughing arrogantly.

Just now.

A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and a figure emerged from the void and smashed down towards Prince Honghe at an incredible speed.

"Who dares to attack?"

Prince Honghe's rage domain blossomed, and dark red circles spread hundreds of feet throughout his body, with effects such as blood-sucking, numbness, toxicity, and hallucinations.

Although he is of the demon clan, his allegiance to the demon clan is only temporary. He believes that if he fights alone, those demon clan members who have transformed into gods will not be able to withstand him for long. He has always been extremely confident in the various magical powers of his hybrid blood of the Evil God Temple.

However, the figure in the air seemed unaffected and crashed directly into his territory.

The red ball of light exploded, and the field was like a piece of paper that was torn by a poke.

"what?"

Prince Honghe was shocked and turned around to escape.

However, it was too late, the figure passed right through him.

Boom!

A bloody rain burst out from the sky.

The body of Prince Hong He, who had been so arrogant just now, was smashed to pieces. The evil god's body, which had been tempered thousands of times and was famous for its solidity, was destroyed in one move.

Swish!
How capable is Prince Hong He? A green light flew out from the blood rain. It was his Nascent Soul Dharma Body. It quickly fled to the nearby Divine Demon Cultivator and shouted, "Master, save me..."

He was afraid, and he also knew how to humbly call the demon cultivator of the same level his master.

But he shouted too late.

He was fast, but the person behind him was even faster. There was a flash of lightning around that figure, and he was the first to arrive behind him. He stretched out one hand and grabbed his Nascent Soul body in the palm of his hand.

He even had time to smash the body of the demon clan member who was supposed to help Prince Hong He into pieces with one palm.

The humans in the formation were shocked and delighted.

The demons outside the formation were shocked and terrified.

The nine demons who had transformed into gods were like frightened birds and immediately scattered.

They surrounded the man in a circle, terrified.

At this moment, the man in the blood mist had revealed his figure. He grasped Prince Hong He's Nascent Soul body in one hand and ignored the nine demons who were surrounding him as if they were a formidable enemy. He just grinned at Prince Hong He and whispered.

"I heard that you were looking for me?"

To Prince Honghe, the man looked like an ordinary face, as if he had never seen him before, yet it seemed as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"who are you?"

He asked in fear and trepidation. Just now he felt that he was instantly defeated by a tremendous force. The opponent's magic power, consciousness, and rules of the field were all crushing him. In front of him, he was like a child against a strong man and was defeated miserably.

The visitor smiled gently and spoke softly.

"Didn't you call me and I came?"

Prince Honghe's eyes suddenly widened.

"Lu Ye...you are the missing Lu Zhenjun..."

The nine demon cultivators who had gathered around them no longer hesitated. They worked together to cast their domains and each used their spiritual weapons to smash down together.

In an instant.

boom!
Lu Ye directly grabbed Prince Hong He's Nascent Soul body and exploded it, then pulled out the Dinghai Shenzhen and thrust it upwards to meet the attack.

Boom!

Within the formation.

Everyone looked up at the sky, which was changing rapidly, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

"It seems to be Master Lu?" Princess Longfu exclaimed in surprise?

"Why do you look younger?" Huang Liangsheng was a little unsure.

Pan Furong's eyes were filled with tears and her lips were trembling so that she could not speak.

Wang Hu appeared out of nowhere, one hand still tightly pinching Wang Zikuan's neck. Now he had no time to take care of his own son and jumped three feet high.

"That's my big brother!"

"I would recognize him even if he was burned to ashes."

"Go and help! The demons have no moral principles and will fight one person at a time!"

Everyone finally reacted and hurriedly arranged for the battle.

Shuai Daozi took the lead without hesitation.

Princess Longfu, Qingyangzi and Huang Liangsheng control the green snake corpse puppet.

Everyone on Nakago Island rode on the toad corpse puppet.

The remaining Nangong Xing, Jian Qiuyi, Yin Yijia, Shuai Bufan and Jin Tianwang went to fight the Golden Winged Poison Bee together.

And Master Futu personally entered the center of the formation and temporarily served as a supplier of spiritual power to stabilize the defense of the Xuanci Fierce Wind Formation to prevent the demons from taking advantage of it.

A group of people were running around in the formation in a hurry.

Lu Zhenjun is very fierce and powerful, but he cannot fight against nine at a time. His body is precious and cannot be thrown away lightly. It is better to come back quickly and slowly fight the demons.

It's just that they are busy arranging things.

The Three Corpse Puppets were originally staying in the center of the formation, and their entire bodies were connected to the formation runes, so it was not easy to cut them off quickly.

Everyone looked at the sky outside the formation, where the lights of magical powers and spells collided with each other, and the dazzling light had completely burned the sky into a magnificent light band.

There, it is completely impossible to capture any useful information just by visual means; and the spiritual sense exploration will be disturbed by the runaway spiritual energy before it even gets close to the battle group.

No one knows what happened to the Chapter.

It's not just the humans in the formation who are anxious.

Outside the array.

Today, the demons and the Evil God Temple have mobilized an army of tens of thousands of monks, preparing to wipe out the Void Valley in one fell swoop.

As a result, Prince Honghe was beheaded first.

A leader of the God-Transforming Sect was destroyed.

Two high-ranking officials died in the blink of an eye. They all had loyal subordinates, who immediately rushed into the battle with red eyes.

There were only ten people fighting inside, almost forming a desperate situation.

Countless demons and monsters rushed over, but before they could get close to the battle group, they were shattered into vapor by the aftermath of the spiritual energy.

After hundreds of revenge-seeking demons and half-blooded deep-sea monsters died, they became scared and dared not rush in anymore. They could only surround that splendid Jedi.

As a result, the monks on both sides inside and outside the formation were anxious.

The monks outside the formation were close to the battle group, but could not rush over. As soon as they got close, they evaporated on the spot.

The monks in the formation were far away from the battle group. They wanted to provide assistance, but they were unable to change from a purely defensive stance to an offensive stance in a short period of time, and they could not get out either.

I wonder how many monks on both the demon and human sides are praying anxiously, our side will definitely be the winner in the end!
Countless pairs of eyes stared at the death area in the sky.

Suddenly there was a scream of pain.

Crash... The sky seemed to have broken open, and a column-like waterfall of blood flowed down from the sky, shocking and terrifying.

Occasionally, pieces of debris about ten feet in size would fall down. They were hard in texture, and contained runes of broken rules and hidden starlight. At first glance, they looked extraordinary and one could tell that they were spiritual weapons of the divine treasure level that had been shattered and scattered.

"what……"

"It's the ancestor's star-breaking hammer."

"how is this possible?"

"I saw the purple jade arms of my head."

Some of the demons with sharp eyes have already seen that among the fragments of spiritual weapons falling from the sky, they are familiar in style, appearance and material. They are clearly the spiritual weapons in the hands of their own leaders.

If the spiritual soldiers were shattered, would they still be able to remain intact?
The demon army suddenly fell silent. Many people's legs were trembling. They wanted to escape but did not dare to. After all, it was nine against one. With more people against fewer, they should win even if it cost their lives, right?

"Run away..."

Suddenly a loud roar filled the sky.

The leading Nascent Soul Great Perfection demon cultivator was furious and turned back to see which blind demon had lost his nerve and shouted to escape, thus ruining the morale of the army.

As a result, when he looked back, he saw countless monks with shocked faces, looking up at the sky with their mouths wide open, as if they had seen something incredible.

The commander turned his head and looked up at the sky.

I saw a figure several dozen feet long rushing out from the dazzling light. No, to be precise, it was half a figure.

He was wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe embroidered with stars, and had purple skin and wings with a single horn. He was the leader of the Star Sect, one of the ten major sects of the Two-Winged Demon Clan.

The head of the sect no longer had his usual calm demeanor, and his robe was stained with blood. It turned out that there was nothing from the waist down, and the broken end was not smooth, with bones and flesh sticking together and hanging down, as if his body had been smashed to pieces by some blunt spiritual weapon.

Because he was missing half of his body, he flapped his wings and ran away faster than usual.

He screamed miserably as he ran away, and panic was almost visible on his usually calm and confident face.

"Run away..."

"I can't beat him, I can't beat him..."

"He is a Refining Void Saint!"

The leader of the Xingchen Sect had just shouted a few words when a flash of lightning flashed behind his head.

Boom!

No one knew what kind of magic power had hit him, but his fleeing figure exploded in an instant. The great master of the Divine Transformation Sect died in the sky in full view of everyone, and was blown into a ball of blood rain. Even his Nascent Soul body could not escape, and no trace of his body was left.

Under the sky.

The demon army that was preparing to provide support fell into complete silence, staring blankly at the sight before them, because the scene was too shocking.

After the demon connected the two words "escape" and "Sage of Refining Void" together, reason returned to his body.

"Escape..."

The army of 10,000 monks instantly collapsed and fled in all directions, letting the sheep go in the blink of an eye.

And in the bright light in the sky.

Three figures flew out successively, running in panic in all directions.

They were the three leaders of the Demon Clan who had transformed into gods. They all suffered the same injuries. The parts below their waists were completely gone, and even their wings were torn off.

The cultivators knew at a glance that even if these three gods were lucky enough to escape, their ranks and cultivation would definitely be ruined.

The three demons had no spiritual weapons in their hands, their hair was disheveled, their bodies were covered in blood, their eyes were panicked, and they only knew how to run away.

No one was fighting, the dazzling light in the sky gradually dissipated, and peace returned.

at this time.

The Terrans were just getting ready to attack.

The defensive formation below has just been opened.

Then five huge, headless, purple-skinned corpses fell from the sky one after another, smashing into the ground of the Void Valley island and forming a deep pit.

These corpses were dressed in exquisite Taoist robes and gorgeous armor. Although they were dead, the power of their domains was still there. They were all gods and demons.

air.

Lu Ye walked out slowly.

He held the Dinghai Shenzhen in his left hand and a bone sword in his right hand. A golden wheel of merit behind his head slowly dissipated, and there was not a single wrinkle on his Taoist robe.

But a horizontal rope magic weapon flew out from his waist, and on it were five huge heads tied, all with shocked expressions, wide eyes, and faces full of horror.

He actually killed five masters of the God Transformation Realm in a row.

No wonder the remaining demons were so frightened after being killed that they wanted to flee.

That’s not the whole story.

As Lu Ye stepped down from the air step by step, a domain expanded around him.

It was a vast domain that far exceeded the Divine Transformation Realm, reaching over two hundred feet. As the domain expanded, spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured in crazily.

In a moment of his spiritual consciousness, no one in his domain can compete with him for spiritual energy. This is the terrifying power of the spiritual energy deprivation of the domain of the Refining Void Saint.

Above Lu Ye’s head, his Nascent Soul body was suspended, almost the same as his real body, presiding over the domain.

He was watched by countless humans and demons in the air, with either respect, admiration, fear, or hatred.

Lu Ye's voice spread like thunder in all directions.

"Little ones."

"Give your two ancestors a message."

"I will visit you in person someday."

"We humans value friendship the most and like to exchange gifts."

"I wonder if our friends in the demon tribe are ready to open the door to welcome guests?"

As Lu Ye used his magic power to make a huge sound that spread throughout the earth, the demon army that was already fleeing and disintegrating collapsed even more violently.

The three masters of the Divine Realm who were fleeing for their lives in the air suddenly fell down, frightened to the point of trembling, and almost fell from the air.

If the leader of the Ten Transformations Gods is either dead or seriously injured one day, the demon army will no longer be able to stand in the human world.

We must return to the demon world as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the loss of realm for the three people was a foregone conclusion, and they could pass through the space channel together.

By the way, that space channel must also be destroyed!
If I keep it, I'm afraid that you, Saint Lu, will really find a way to run to the demon world to exchange gifts!
They were frightened out of their wits.

Just now, the God of Killing was surrounded and he opened his territory, holding his stick and sword and started to crush and kill indiscriminately.

The opponent's territory is as hard as a turtle and cannot be broken through at all.

But their own territory is as fragile as tofu and will break at the slightest touch.

How is this played?
It's better to be demoted than those fellows who had their heads chopped off.

I can't stay in this human world anymore, so I might as well lead the army and escape back to the demon world.

Who could have thought that when the human race was forced to the bottom of the valley, they would first produce a God Transformation Saint and then a Void Refining Saint. What's even more bizarre is that the God Transformation Saint and the Void Refining Saint are the same person.

The last time this evildoer showed up fifty years ago, he was still in the state of transformation, right? How come he suddenly became a virtual being?

It seems that the heavens are not blessing our demon clan. I must explain to the ancestors when I go back and tell them not to plot against the human world. We can’t afford to offend them...

at this time.

Countless monks in the Void Valley rushed out of the magic circle amid shouting and killing, each with excitement on their faces.

Everyone had rushed out shouting the name of Lu Zhenjun, but now they all changed their words to Lu Shengren.

Many people shouted with tears streaming down their faces.

The Demonic Chaos lasted nearly seventy years, with the East Sea Continent suffering the worst. More than half of the cultivators died, and how many sects and family inheritances were cut off?

I thought today would be the day when the East China Sea would sink, but I didn’t expect happiness to come so quickly and too much.

Lu Sheng reappeared, fighting against ten demons alone. Seven were killed and three escaped. Including Prince Hong who died before, there were eight enemies who had reached the state of divine transformation who had died.

The enemy's top monks were almost wiped out.

More importantly, Lu Ye is a saint. He is in a state of complete crushing. The demons have been defeated and have no chance of turning things around, unless the two saints of the demon clan can cross over and come for a fight. However, the space channel cannot withstand the passage of such a powerful cultivator.

So, the demonic rebellion in Donghaizhou has finally been quelled!
How can I not cry in this situation?
If Shuai Daozi doesn't seize the opportunity, he is not a qualified leader. Under his arrangement, the backbone forces of various factions riding on the Three Corpse Puppets quickly changed their targets and beat the fallen dogs.

(End of this chapter)