"Okay, having said so much, it's time to end. After hundreds of millions of years of waiting, I finally waited until the day of harvest."

The old man of the Saint Demon Race walked in the void, step by step towards the Demon Tree of the Ten Thousand Realms, with endless magic light surging through his body. Around it, the endless rules of the magic way linger. the power of. As for Ao Lie and others below, they were completely ignored by it. The devil's corpse was closed. Everyone was trapped in this Demon Hall of Life and Death. No one could leave. Killing Ao Lie and others is just a snap

Up.

"Do you think you will succeed?"

The Lord of Yama roared and boomed, and saw endless black light surging from the Demon Tree of the Ten Thousand Realms. Suddenly, endless tentacles soared to the sky, rushing towards the old saint demon clan.

Hum. However, the terrible Dao rules surged in the hands of this old man, and immediately, the endless black halo was suppressed. This is the Dao of the Holy Demon Race, and the terrible Dao evolves, blooming with the aura of suppression of eternity. Is under this breath

, Was blasted away, and each body was about to split apart, showing painful colors.

too strong.

Although this old man of the Saint Demon Race was about to die, his strength was terrifying, with endless terrifying murderous intent, terrifying magic power, and countless demon shadows evolved in the sky, blocking these black tentacles madly.

"Die to me!"

The demon saint master roared, its remnant soul surged, and countless black tentacles continued to attack, but the saint demon elders were not afraid. Every time they shot, they blasted these tentacles back, making these tentacles unable to get close.

Of course, these tentacles were formed by the Demon Tree of the Ten Thousand Worlds. Although this old saint demon clan was not afraid, he did not dare to approach him. Now that he has achieved great success, why bother to work hard? It only takes a little bit of the opponent's strength.

Boom!

The battle between the two sides suddenly broke out with a shocking roar.

Everything in front of me is invisible, only the mighty magic power lingers, terrifying power stuns the eternity, sweeping the world, turning this world into purgatory.

"Qin Chen."

Ao Qingling shouted anxiously.

How can Qin Chen resist such an attack?

But they were also helpless, because the battle before them was too terrifying, and the boundless magical might swept away, and they could only rely on Ao Lie to urge Noah's Ark to barely resist it. If they got closer, they would also fall, leaving no bones.

"Hahaha, Lord Yama, do you still resist? It's useless, you are under the Nightmare Curse, and the remnant soul cannot be condensed. You can only cling to the Ten Thousand Realms Demon Tree. "

The old man of the Saint Demon clan sneered, it lingers around the magic light, and the magic patterns linger around it, turning into flashing runes, its posture is relaxed, and it is not anxious at all.

Because he knew very clearly that as long as the remnant soul of the Lord Yama did not condense, he would not be in danger. As long as a little bit of the opponent's power was consumed, the Ten Thousand World Demon Tree would sooner or later fall into his hands.

"Hmph, do you pretend to be relaxed, thinking that you must win? This holy master can perceive that your lifespan is not much, and every time you consume a bit of strength, you are one step closer to death."

The Lord Yan Luo roared angrily, the remnant soul fluctuating constantly, madly urging the magic tree of the ten thousand realms.

The face of the old man of the holy demon clan became gloomy. In fact, as the holy master of Yan Luo said, his lifespan was not much, and he could not support his too strong fight.

"Huh, what? It's enough to kill you."

The old man of the Saint Demon tribe looked cold.

"Hahaha, are you? Then just come."

The Holy Lord Yan Luo spoke, his voice filled with endless resentment, and the terrifying position of the Holy Lord spread out, immediately making Ao Lie and the others tremble, almost torn apart.

Retreat!

They retreated frantically and didn't stop until there was nowhere to go, but they still trembled and almost knelt down.

They stared at the Lord Yama in the distance, although it was only a remnant soul, but everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a billion-meter-high god, only to worship.

Although the opponent is the Yama Demon Race, the Holy Lord is the Holy Lord, transcending race and everything.

"Holy Lord Yama, do you really regard yourself as a holy master? Remember, you are just a remnant soul, a remnant soul that cannot be condensed."

The saint demon elder sneered, he actually took the initiative and pressed it out with one hand, turning into a grinding disc that covered the sky and sun, and went to suppress the Lord Yama.

An ancient magic rune appeared on this millstone, surpassing the height of the rules, as if revealing the true meaning of heaven and earth. Ao Lie and the others suddenly widened their eyes and looked carefully. This is the Heavenly Sage appearing to cast spells. The breath of the Yama Sage Lord is too strong for them to detect clues, but the old man of the Holy Demon Clan is only the cultivation base of the Heavenly Sage. , And is the end of heaven, exhibition

The power that has emerged has revealed the profound meaning of the Heavenly Sage to the fullest. If they can touch a little way, they may be able to open the door to the Heavenly Sage.

The cultivation rules of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Sages are different from those of the Human Clan, but it doesn't mean that the two have no meaning for reference. The origin of martial arts is the same.

The Demon Sage of Yama is naturally not afraid, and urges the Demon Tree of the Ten Thousand Worlds to meet it frantically.

boom! boom! boom!

The two powerful demons went to war again. This was terrible. The whole world seemed to be plunged into chaos, as if the end of the famine was coming.

Ao Lie opened his eyes wide, and he could vaguely see that the old man of the Saint Demon tribe had the upper hand in the fight between the two sides and had the master control of the battle.

This is natural. The other party has secretly laid out for hundreds of millions of years. How can it happen if you are not sure?

"Holy Lord Yama, are you just so capable?"

The old man of the Saint Demon tribe sneered, lingering magic patterns, and quickly spinning down towards the Demon Tree of the Ten Thousand Realms, turning into a large array to trap the entire Demon Tree of the Ten Thousand Realms.

"what!"

The Lord Yama roars.

Boom boom boom boom!

Suddenly, the entire Demon Hall of Life and Death shook. I saw the endless world area outside the Demon Tree of Ten Thousand Worlds. The countless visions that had disappeared before appeared again, endless hurricanes, sky-filled magic flames, soaring magical energy, corroding magic rain, etc. Wait

These powers formed five completely different power areas, and they madly suppressed the old saint demon clan.

"Five Secrets!"

For the first time, the sage demon clan old man's eyes were solemn, but his eyes were always calm and boldly greeted him.

boom!

He flew upside down, but without fear, he greeted him again.

Bang Bang Bang, under these five strengths, the old man of the Saint Demon Race kept backing away, his robe shattered, wounds appeared gradually, and even blood spurted out of his mouth.

These five forces are too strong, even more terrifying than when Qin Chen and the others passed before. The combination of the five forces suppressed the elders of the Saint Demon Race a little bit.

He was covered in blood, embarrassed, disheveled, and apparently suffered a lot of trauma.

He was about to be suppressed by these five forces.

suddenly!

"Roar!" The old man roared, his whole body gushing out magical essence, every essence contained endless magical light, the old skin suddenly became shiny, as if returning to a middle-aged state.