Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1570 Escape!

boom! boom! boom!

Outside the ancient tomb, the sound of huge energy collisions still resounded, and the battle between the demon god and the Qiongqi clan continued. The red energy and the black energy are constantly colliding together, and the two are intertwined, and black and red sparks are constantly splashing out.

Shocked by the aftermath of this energy, the strong men around them also took two steps back, looking at the scene in front of them with horror on their faces.

The wrath of Jindan!

So scary!

Even far away from this energy, everyone felt a strong sense of panic. They felt that the blood in their bodies was vibrating violently. Their hearts were beating with fear, and they were extremely frightened.

"What a terrifying energy..."

"Is this the battle of the powerful in the Golden Core stage?"

"It's so terrifying. This energy may be able to level an entire plane to the ground!"

Everyone said one after another, and there was a hint of trembling in their tone. It was obvious that they respected this battle like ghosts and gods.

However, at this moment, although this battle was extremely powerful, there was a clear difference in the situation between the two sides.

I saw a few people from the Qiongqi clan. Although they all had some tricks on their bodies, they looked extremely chic, and everyone had a calm look on their faces, and they didn't look panicked at all.

On the other hand, the demon god on the opposite side looked in a miserable state, with almost all of his body being blasted to pieces by energy. A large amount of blood continuously seeped out from the Kirin's scales, dyeing its already bright red body even more bewitching and embarrassing.

"Senior Demon God, are you okay?" At this moment, a cry of surprise rang out. The next moment, accompanied by bursts of fragrant wind, a figure that captivated the country also appeared beside the demon god.

That stunning face was filled with worry at the moment, and she couldn't help but ask: "Senior Demon God, are you okay? You were seriously injured!"

Needless to say, this person is undoubtedly Ling Yuyao.

At this moment, Ling Yuyao's cultivation has already reached that of a land immortal, and she has successfully broken through to the immortal realm.

After Ling Yuyao appeared, several other figures slowly fell down and stood beside the demon god. Needless to say, these people are none other than Mu Lingyun, Cui An and others.

"Oh, it looks like you all successfully broke through?" Looking at the few people who appeared, the demon god grinned and showed a smile. Maybe the movement was too big, which affected the wound. The pain caused the demon god to immediately grimace, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

"Thank you, senior, for stalling for time and allowing us to break through smoothly. Senior, please stop talking and take this elixir first to stabilize the injury." Mu Lingyun frowned, his eyes full of worry.

The next moment, he moved his palm, and a smooth and round pill also appeared in her palm.

The demon god took the elixir and swallowed it. Although his injuries were somewhat relieved, his face was still extremely ugly. After all, after this battle, the demon god has been seriously injured, and his lifeline has been truly endangered.

Even if he doesn't die, he will probably shed a layer of his skin.

"Everyone, I will take you away now. You all sit still!" At this moment, the demon body just heard a cold shout, and suddenly waved its two wings, directly pulling Ling Yuyao, Mu Lingyun and others beside them. It was rolled up on the back.

thump!

With a loud noise, the demon god spread his wings and flew out, carrying Ling Yuyao and others on his body. His speed was extremely fast, almost turning into a red lightning, and he fled crazily into the distance.

As for Yang Chen...

At this moment, the demon god can't control that much. After all, the target of the Qiongqi clan is themselves, and I'm afraid the other party doesn't have that much energy to care about Yang Chen.

Therefore, Yang Chen should be safe, and I hope the other party can find him smoothly in the end.

Thinking of this, the demon god couldn't help but speed up and galloped towards the distance.

However, before the demon god's figure had gone very far, there was only a whooshing sound, and a black energy suddenly came from behind at an extremely fast speed!

Boom!

With a loud noise, the energy directly smashed one of the demon god's wings to pieces. A large amount of blood rushed out in an instant, dyeing the air red, and the fishy smell was everywhere.

"Hiss!" The severe pain also made the demon god take a breath of cold air and almost fainted.

"Senior!" Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao's face turned pale, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Mu Lingyun said nothing and quickly activated her spiritual power to heal the demon god's wounds. A trace of spiritual power penetrated into the demon god's wounds, constantly repairing his flesh and blood.

However, almost all of the demon god's wings had been blown to pieces. It was simply impossible to heal the demon god's injuries in a short period of time.

"Miss Mu, you don't need to waste any more time. I know my injuries well!" The demon god sneered and whispered.

The next moment, the demon god turned his head and glanced at the Qiongqi tribesmen who were chasing behind him, and a look of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Don't these bastards just want my flesh and blood? Since they want it so much, I can just give it to them!"

The demon god shouted coldly, and the next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and then in the shocked eyes of everyone, he fiercely grabbed his injured wing!

Tear it hard!

Tsk!

The sound of bone cracking echoed in everyone's ears, and the next moment, everyone was horrified to find that the demon god had torn off his own wings?

The broken flesh and broken bones filled the air with a strong smell of blood. The bright red blood surged out as if it was free of charge, and fell to the ground with a ticking sound.

The demon god just grabbed his wings, and his whole palm was dyed red.

Under the blood, the demon god looked gloomy and terrifying, as if he was an evil god born from the demon world, which made people shudder.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, the people of the Qiongqi tribe were stunned, couldn't help but slow down, and looked at their waists with doubts on their faces.

"What is he doing? Is he crazy? He actually tore off his own wings?"

"But... this blood is so tempting! Just smelling this smell, I can't help it!"

"No wonder, people in the clan say that the flesh and blood of the Qilin clan is the most delicious. Now it seems that it is really as good as jade dew!"

Looking at the bloody wings, the faces of the Qiongqi tribe showed a look of longing, and their eyes were full of greed.

"hehe."

Seeing this scene, the demon god raised the corner of his mouth slightly and revealed a sneer.

"Don't you want my flesh and blood? It's here, come and get it!"

The next moment, the demon god waved his right hand and threw the huge wings directly!