Wu alchemy body

Chapter 400 Miserable Battle

"Don't even think about it." The envoy's eyes trembled, and he shot out the turtle shell, blocking the dragon. This blow made the turtle shell tremble and buzz, and then moved towards the devil under the protection of the turtle shell. A black light suddenly appeared above the messenger's head. As a big monster who has lived for almost ten thousand years, it is terrifying to erupt at this moment.

Five black lights from the Xuanwu claws tore through the space, and blasted towards the Demon Lord with a terrifying aura.

"You want to stop me just because you are not yet at the level of a god-king. You are looking for death." The demon lord didn't take the envoy into his heart at all. It cannot be merged, and there are still terrifying cracks all around.Annihilate Xuanwu's claw light, then turned to look at the human team, saw many people fleeing frantically, and shouted: "Stop them for me, none of them can escape for this king."

"Yes, Lord Demon Lord."

After hearing the order, the demon army laughed grimly one by one, and shot from behind the demon lord, like a steel city wall, blocking everyone in front of them. At this moment, Murong Qing in the team gave a wry smile and said to Sun Yi: "It seems We are going to die here, does this count as dying together?"

Hearing Murong Qing's despair, Sun Yi first comforted the little greedy cat on his shoulder, and said solemnly to Murong Qing: "Believe me, we will not die today, I will never let you die here, we will definitely live leave."

Sun Yi made a heavy promise to Murong Qing, the sonorous and forceful words moved Murong Qing's heart, let go of the last scruples, and leaned tightly on Sun Yi's shoulders, at this moment, she still couldn't participate in the battle with her seventh-level cultivation , She only took Sun Yi's words as the last consolation. For some reason, she always couldn't see through this man who was much younger than herself.

Feeling the sound of Murong Qing's heartbeat, what Sun Yi was thinking was to find a suitable time, to expose himself to the fact that he collected Yutian Temple and to take Murong Qing away, plus he still had a holy beast in his hand. Two hits, with the speed of Yutian Temple, there is still a chance of escaping back to the Demon Hall.

At this moment, the battle between the demon lord and the envoy in the void is still going on. The demon lord's aura looks down at the world, and he slams the sky with one palm. Every palm can blow the envoy into the air, and he can't stop spitting blood from his throat. With the existence of the king's tortoise shell, I am afraid that the messenger would have died in the hands of the devil long ago.

"Today, even if I try my best to die, I will make you feel uncomfortable."

The envoy was furious, surging black light gushed out from his body, his aura surged crazily, his strength increased a lot in the blink of an eye, and he buzzed away with a palm, the black light shattered the space, and his whole body was like a mysterious tortoise suppressing the sky. To the devil.

"The gap between you and me is like the sky and the earth. Even if you burn your lifespan and essence, it still can't change the ending of you becoming the king's stepping stone." Wuhua, protruding into the big hole in space.

There was only a puffing sound, and one of the messenger's arms was held by the demon lord. Then he looked, and the messenger let out a miserable howl. The left half of his body was dry and his face was sluggish. Obviously, the palm just now not only tore his body The arm also sucked his essence.

The strength of the demon lord can be called terrifying, even if the envoy burns his life, he is still not his single-handed enemy.

"What a pure energy, it already contains a trace of the artistic conception of a king, not bad." The devil's face was intoxicated, and he waved his hand again, and the wind and waves in the void suddenly rose, like a billowing tide, rushing the messenger towards him, and the messenger in the wind and waves Roaring and struggling, black light shot up to the sky, but all the struggling was just struggling and futile, and he arrived in front of the devil in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing and rioting sound in the void.

"Demon Lord, don't be rampant, let go of the demon messenger."

One figure after another came across from the void, and the aura of each person was not weaker than that of the messenger at the peak moment. There were five people who stepped over and shot together. The demon lord Fenglang pulled the messenger back to the front of the five people.

"Very good, you five are masters who are only one step away from breaking through to the god king. Your human race is really a wonderful race. If there is no such restriction, it is terrifying that this sea of ​​exile will be your human race's world." The demon lord stared at the five people , smiled and said: "But even so, you are just the existence that came to deliver feed to the emperor."

"Leave it to us five old immortals here, you go to the rear first, the emissary of the monster clan."

One of the middle-aged men was full of sword energy, holding a seemingly ordinary sword in his hand, but it exuded terrifying sword energy, and there was an intoxicating air about him. I saw him shuttle into the void like a sword, a ten-foot-long sword slashed away, broke the siege of the demons, sent the messenger into the human team, and when he returned, he slashed away with a sword, bright Jianmang killed a three-eyed commander by the way, and the sword cultivator's killing was extremely terrifying.

Seeing this scene, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in the desperate hearts of everyone, and they became active, and finally another strong man came to save them.

"The last foundation of my human race, if the half-king and strong can't hit the devil seriously, then it's really over." The pale Patriarch Zhan muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the battle situation on the other side in despair, and he didn't report much in his heart. Hopefully, these five and a half kings have never appeared before, and they will bloom their brightest light when the clan is exterminated, and they will be the last barrier to protect the human race.

"That old man turned out to be the senior in the palace that day." Sun Yi's eyes trembled, and he looked at one of the five old men. It turned out that the old man that Patriarch Zhan respected was a half-king strong man. He is not as sloppy as he was back then. Cleaned up very cleanly, wearing a golden battle suit, his complexion shone with golden light, like a twilight god of war.

"Hey, after winning or losing this battle, my Zhan Family's old Patriarch will die no matter what. The old Patriarch has lived to be three thousand years old, and has already reached the limit of his lifespan. He just used my Zhan Family's secret method, the method of rejuvenating a dead tree. , reducing the consumption of the breath of the whole body to the minimum, delaying the time for the war.

There are also those few people, two of them are from the Lei family and the sword sect's half-king heritage, and the other two are Jiu Zhenren and Jiang Banwang are scattered people and do not belong to any family. "

Patriarch Zhan sighed and poured a basin of cold water on everyone, which made Sun Yi sigh inwardly. Today is the last battle of this half-king. Sect Master He Dao had a grudge with him, but Sun Yi was moved and moved by the generosity of the two and a half kings to die.

(End of this chapter)