Drunk Immortal Gourd

The Purple Flame Demon Lord, like the Lie Flame Demon Lord, is also from the Golden Flame Demon Clan. He is so named because there is a hint of purple in the golden flames. He is also the sister of the Lie Flame Demon Lord. I heard that his younger brother, the Lie Flame Demon Lord, was killed in the spiritual world. Killing, he was immediately furious, so he paid the price and came to the spirit world in advance.

As for the other person, Demon Lord Youteng, since he is a third-level combined monk, his strength will definitely not be low. The demon clan suddenly added two more combined monks, bringing the total to seven, and one is a third-level and the other is a fifth-level. With powerful high-end combat power, things are really not easy to handle.

After Demon King Tianzhi finished speaking, he looked at Holy Lord Wumeng quietly, hoping to see a hint of panic on his face. If the leaders of the Spiritual Tribe were timid, this battle would be easier to fight. As a result, he Disappointed, Holy Lord Wumeng not only did not have the slightest concern about this, but smiled faintly and said: "I knew that your demon clan would not submit so obediently. If you are prepared, don't we, the spiritual clan, have no backup plan? After all, this is the final battle between spirits and demons, and it cannot be overemphasized."

After saying that, Holy Lord Wumeng also clapped his hands behind him, and then he saw three figures appearing in the sky. The one in the middle was a fat white old man wearing an official robe, holding a jade Ruyi, and the one on the left was a thin middle-aged man. The young man holds a pen and a book in his left hand; the man on the right is an octogenarian with a bulging forehead, white beard and white hair, and is leaning on a crooked cane. These three people are all at the third level of their combined cultivation. Standing high in the sky, they look like the three stars of good fortune, wealth and longevity in ordinary New Year paintings.

Wumeng Shengjun said: "These three Taoist friends are Wufu, Duanlu, and Yaoshou. They are all casual cultivators near my city of Wuyang. The three of them traveled to my city in Wuyang some time ago. I heard that they I heard about the invasion of the demon clan, so I volunteered to join the battle. I was worried that the news would be leaked too early and the demon clan would be wary, so I never showed up. This decisive battle between the spirit and demon clan came in handy. "

After hearing the introduction of Holy Lord Wumeng, Venerable Wufu expressed his position: "The two races of spirits and demons are incompatible with each other. Since this invasion of demons in Qianji City has been encountered by my three brothers, I naturally have to contribute."

Youdao is another village where mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out. I thought that the demon clan had two more fusion masters, and this battle would be very difficult. Unexpectedly, Holy Lord Wumeng also had backup preparations, and with the addition of Venerable Wufu and Duan With Venerable Lu and Venerable Yaoshou, the number of combined monks of the Spirit Clan has reached twelve. Although the top masters are not as good as the Demon Clan, they can still be invincible depending on their numbers.

Needless to say, the Spiritual Tribe was overjoyed, but the Demon Tribe was gnashing his teeth with hatred. This Holy Lord Wumeng was so despicable. He had already had all the advantages in this battle, but he secretly prepared a back-up plan without taking advantage of any loopholes. , since the battle with Holy Lord Wumeng more than three years ago, the demon clan has been defeated continuously, defeated every time, and has never been able to surpass Holy Lord Wumeng. Is he born to be the nemesis of the demon clan?

But now that the matter has come to this point, there is no point in hating him. He can only bite the bullet and hope that the purple flame demon king who has merged to the fifth level can use his power to defeat a few more opponents, so that the demon clan can have a glimmer of hope. The Heavenly Corpse Demon Lord couldn't help but look at the other combined demon cultivators, and said, "The Spirit Clan army has already arrived at the city, and this battle is probably unavoidable. Fellow Taoists, shall we go out to the formation now?"

The Purple Flame Demon Lord didn't say much, and stepped out of the defensive formation, came to Holy Lord Wumeng and said, "I heard that the Flame Demon Lord was forced to death by you. The main purpose of my trip is to avenge my brother. So do you plan to do it yourself, or find some helpers? "

Before Holy Lord Wumeng could speak, Venerable Wufu, Venerable Duanlu, and Venerable Yaoshou came to the Purple Flame Demon Lord and said: "Purple Flame Demon Lord, your opponents are the three of us. "

The Purple Flame Demon Lord looked at the three of them up and down. With so many fusion monks present, her strength was the highest. The only ones who could barely compete with her were Wumeng Saint Lord and Huang Lian Saint Lord. If the two of them joined forces, the Purple Flame Demon Lord would need It took a lot of effort to defeat them. It was not easy to defeat them. As for the three people on the opposite side, they were far from her opponents. However, since the other party took the initiative to come to her, she would not back down, so she said coldly: "Okay Dare, since the three of you are rushing to die, then I will help you. It will not be too late to find the Holy Lord Wumeng after I have dealt with the three of you."

After saying that, the Purple Flame Demon Lord opened his mouth and spat out a ball of purple-tinged golden flames, burning towards the nearest Wufu Saint Lord. Her strongest attack was the natal golden flame. She planned to fight quickly and deal with it first. It would be easy to deal with one of them and the remaining two. After all, the number of demon monks was small and their overall strength was poor. If she stayed here for a long time, it would be detrimental to the demon clan as a whole.

Seeing the golden flames burning toward him, Saint Wufu was immediately frightened. He quickly sacrificed his Jade Ruyi, released countless cyan silk threads, and formed a net to cover the golden flames; Saint Duanlu beside him Jun Ye waved the pen in his hand and quickly drew a forbidden talisman on the book. Then he patted it with his hand, and the forbidden talisman flew towards Jinyan. Lord Yaoshou threw his crutch into the air, and it instantly turned into a stick. The water dragon, which was more than ten feet long, opened its mouth and spit out a huge water ball, which also hit Jin Yan.

The fifth-level integrated Golden Flame Demon Clan is not that easy to deal with. The Three Saints of Fortune, Luxury and Shou tried their best to destroy the golden flame, but after this attack, the energy of the golden flame has been almost consumed. Seeing that it had lost its suddenness, the Purple Flame Demon Lord simply withdrew the golden flame and used other means to continue attacking, so the four of them fought together.

The Purple Flame Demon Lord underestimated the three Saint Lords of Fu, Lu and Shou. These three people came and went together like brothers. They were best at attacking separately and jointly. The three of them cooperated well and their strength increased exponentially, comparable to the fifth-level cultivators. That was why they dared to take the initiative to find the Purple Flame Demon Lord. However, that was the limit. It was not a problem to hold back the Purple Flame Demon Lord, but it was almost impossible to defeat him. If the time was delayed too long, the Purple Flame Demon Lord would find a flaw and they would probably be defeated one by one.

The Heaven Corpse Demon Lord was the second one to rush out. Seeing that the Purple Flame Demon Lord was held back by the three Saint Lords of Fu, Lu and Shou, he could only bite the bullet and choose the Wumeng Saint Lord as his opponent, because apart from the Purple Flame Demon Lord, he and the Youteng Demon Lord were the strongest on the demon side. If the two of them did not choose the fourth-level cultivators, the rest of them would be even more difficult to deal with. Fortunately, he had strong means and many assistants, and he could still stop the Wumeng Saint Lord with a move.

He waved his hand, and a white flag appeared in his hand. Then he waved it gently, and the corpses beside the altar quickly formed into more than a dozen giant corpses. The momentum of each corpse was no less than that of Lianxu Yuanman, and they quickly surrounded the Holy Lord Wumeng in the middle.