Following the Fengcheng monks who emerged from behind, they were shocked to see the chaotic scene.They originally thought it would be a fierce battle, but who knows, this kills more than half of them without having to do these demons.

Seeing those frenzied demons fighting with red eyes, they were secretly startled.The master's ability is terrible, and fortunately, they are the people who followed the master, otherwise, it is estimated that the people who are fighting here with red eyes and irrational will be them.

"Do it! Don't keep one!"

The ancient calm voice gave orders to let the people behind him take action to annihilate the demon cultivators whose combat power was gradually weakening. I saw hundreds of people rushing out from the dark, waving their swords and attacking those demon cultivators, joining them. In the melee...

In the sky, Feng Jiu's Demon Venerable crossed hands with each other. Once the hands were longitude, the Demon Venerable's complexion changed, and his heart was shocked: "You are not a strong immortal saint's cultivation base! You are an intermediate monk of the immortal Venerable!"

"What about that? You just need to know that today, none of you can escape!" Feng Jiu's hand attacked Hun Tian Ling, as sharp as a sword, and the breath of Hong Ling's attack carried the antiquity. The pressure of the divine beast struck forward and slammed the body of the demon venerable.

"Ok!"

He retreated with a muffled groan, a trace of blood spilled from his mouth, his eyes widened in shock, and he murmured in his mouth: "The breath of ancient mythical beasts! How can I have the breath of ancient mythical beasts? Who the hell are you!"

"Someone who can kill you!"

As soon as Feng Jiu's voice fell, the red figure flashed out again, and when Hun Tian Ling rolled and struck out, a blast of flame burst out, and suddenly leaped towards the demon venerable by Hun Tian Ling.

The Demon Lord was about to resist, but found that the spiritual power in his body suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but startled. A flash of fire rushed to his body and burned his hair...

"what!"

The scorching sound entered his nose with an unpleasant smell, and the hot pain made him exhale in pain, and the flames on his body could not be extinguished, so that he quickly took off his robe, and his palm was cut into a knife.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The embarrassed appearance made him roar in anger, and only when he twisted his hands into fists did he remember that his body had lost his spiritual power for some reason, and his whole body fell down in midair.

Feeling something wrong with his body, he immediately gritted his teeth and reluctantly gave up the body to sacrifice the Yuan Ying and flee.

Seeing him decisively sacrifice Yuan Ying to flee, Feng Jiu was a little surprised. After all, Yuan Ying had to re-practice when his strength fell. What's more, they couldn't advance at all in such a place, even facing death. Few people would think of using Nascent Soul to escape to survive, not to mention this Demon Venerable who hasn't been driven into desperation yet, but has just lost his spiritual power?

Unexpectedly, he made his Nasal Infant escape the range of the spike instantly. However, this place is guarded by the enchantment. Even if he escapes with Nasal Infant, he can't escape from her enchantment. For this, she is not. anxious.

Looking down, seeing that Demon Venerable's corpse fell and was trampled on by everyone, her eyes flickered, looking forward, she couldn't help but startled slightly.

I saw that when the Demon Venerable Yuan Ying found nowhere to escape, he actually fled back, rushing into a demon cultivator's body with a scream to seize the house.

Seeing this, when she was about to kill him, she saw a sharp arrow shoot out...