The Ancestor of Body Repair

Somewhere in the sky in the Broken Kingdom, six demon kings who had lost a circle were flying fast, some looked shocked, some panicked, and some showed despair.

"The clansmen on the ground were all defeated by the cultivators..."

"The Pseudo Demon Emperor has also disappeared."

"The four devil emperors tried their best, not only did they not hurt the monster, but three died. Their combat power is probably similar to that of the later devil emperors, completely exceeding the limit of the interface, why did the power of the interface not exclude him... "

"What should I do, that guy's escaping speed is much faster than ours, and he will be caught up sooner or later."

"Devil Emperor Luo Yue's spirit is still there, and now he can only hide it, find Luo Yue, and find a way to tell the situation of the world to Lord Demon Lord!"

The headed blood barbarian demon king said solemnly: "Xuepan, we still have some magic energy left in our bodies, we will differentiate the pseudonymous infant into six origins, and leave separately for healing."

A sturdy demon king beside him nodded with a heavy expression, and at the same time, he and the bloody demon body poured out a deep purple lightning, condensing into the body.

The black demon infants in their dantian, each holding one blue and one red in their arms, two Nascent Souls who fell into a coma. After a while, a trace of lightning energy poured into the dantian and surrounded the two Nascent Souls.

But at this moment, in the depths of the Nascent Soul of the two human races, a violent and incomparable will suddenly rose up, and a small group of rich golden blood gushed out. At the same time, the two Nascent Soul villains were plated with gold, as if wearing He took two small armors to keep the dark purple lightning energy out.

Xueman and Xuepan were stunned at first, but then they thought of something, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"not good."

They quickly opened their mouths and were about to spit out the two Nascent Souls. As a result, the golden armor separated into a small group at an alarming speed. The golden blood adhered to the two demon infants of the demon king. The operation of the latter's demon essence instantly Stalling occurred.

The joint escape of these six demon kings, without the blessing of the demon essence of Xueman and Xuepan, the speed was reduced by half, and the other four demons couldn't help but look over.

I saw Xue Man and Xue Pan with painful expressions, the demon essence in their bodies was extremely unstable, the meaning of true demons was tumbling, and there was a faint violent will in their bodies.

"The will of that monster!"

"How did it enter your body..."

Xueman's body trembled and said with difficulty: "It's that monster... He moved his hands and feet in these two Nascent Souls."

"Quick... run away separately, leave us alone, otherwise everyone will have... a dead end..."

"This……"

While speaking, an incomparably violent will descended from the sky, and the bodies of Xueman and Xuepan trembled even more violently. Their bodies were even out of control, and their demonic hands tried to grab the other demon kings.

"Come on!"

"Stay dormant and find Demon Emperor Luo Yue!"

"When the next space crack opens, you must inform the Holy World of the situation here!"

Humiliation and unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the remaining four demon kings in turn, and then the demon energy in their bodies rolled and shot in four different directions.

Leaving the two demon kings, Bloodline and Blood Pan, suspended in midair, their demon bodies trembled, and the demon essence and flesh seemed to lose control at the same time.

"Om..."

After a while, the energy of the demon spirit in the sky tumbled, and suddenly collapsed inward, forming two golden palms about the size of zhang.

The palm lines on these two giant palms are faintly visible, and there are also strange double-spiral runes shining, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

One after another, they grabbed the two Demon Kings into their palms with a violent wind, and even with the sliding of these fingers, ripples appeared in the surrounding space, producing faint blue space sparks.

Then, a burly man with an afterimage appeared. He stretched out his hands, and a ball of golden blood the size of a fist poured out of each palm, intertwined with violent will and monstrous power of qi and blood, hitting the trapped golden blood. The demon king in the palm of vitality.

As if blood dissolves in water, the two clumps of blood turned into blood mist and melted directly into the purple-black scales. The bodies of the two demon kings stopped struggling all of a sudden, only their eyes exuded incomparable horror.

The burly man waved one hand, and the two demon kings were like objects, which were put into the storage space, and then the air outside his body distorted, turned into a golden light, and chased in the direction of a demon king's escape...

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In the Tiangang Great Array, the war between the cultivators and the demons came to an end. Under the siege of the body-refining pavilion and a large number of cultivators in the Nascent Soul period, dozens of demon generals were defeated.

They were killed and wounded, and the rest fled around under the cover of the magic fog.

Just when the morale of the immortal cultivators was boosted, the cloud of vitality in the sky suddenly trembled violently, and the terrifying force of vitality rolled in the sky.

From the cracked cloud of prohibition, many immortal cultivators saw two god-transforming seniors smashed to pieces and devoured Nascent Soul.

But then, the six demon kings actually connected the escaping light into one piece, and fled towards the east of the formation.

"The two god-turning seniors have fallen!"

"The Demon King has the upper hand, why did he run away..."

Suddenly, a golden figure appeared in the high sky to the west, the air around it was twisted, and a burly body was faintly visible inside, chasing in the direction of the six demon kings at an astonishing speed.

Just when all the cultivators were confused, the slightly tired voice of the abbot Zhiyuan suddenly came from high in the sky: "The four demon emperors of the demon clan have been put to death, and the six demon kings are seriously injured and are being chased by Pavilion Master Lu."

"In this Demon Race, our Immortal Cultivators have won!"

The immortal cultivators in the battlefield were dazed at first, and then cheered, and many people even excitedly shot colorful flames into the sky.

Since ancient times, the Demon Race has been a nightmare haunting the ears of high-level cultivators.

Seventy thousand years ago, the cultivators united the demon clan to reluctantly repel the demon clan, but after that, the demon clan was cleaned by the cultivators and driven out of the land.

Even if high-level cultivators comprehend the power of will, they can only cultivate to the realm of false gods. The overall strength of the cultivator world is much weaker than in the ancient times.

But now, facing the invasion of four demon emperors, six demon kings, and hundreds of demon generals, the army of immortal cultivators actually won.

But everyone knew in their hearts that they could win by relying on the Body Refinement Pavilion.

Pavilion Master Lu alone killed four demon emperors. He was an existence even stronger than the demon king. Moreover, after the battle, he still had the power to hunt down the remaining six demon kings, and his combat effectiveness was terrifying.

In addition to Pavilion Master Lu, the strength of the other people in the Body Refinement Pavilion is beyond imagination. The evil real dragons of dozens of meters, the demon monkeys who turned into black giant apes, the powerful Nascent Soul-level physiques, and all kinds of peculiar physical and magical powers make them great. Eye-opening.

Many Nascent Soul monks on the battlefield even had the idea of ​​switching to a sect at this time.

With the existence of the Body Refinement Pavilion, the interface they are in will no longer have to fear the invasion of the demons.

Then, under the command of several pseudo-gods, the cultivators began to clean the battlefield. All the corpses of the demon race, storage bracelets, magic treasures and other trophies were unified and redistributed after the war was over.

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At this time, the Bone Transformation stage disciples of the Body Refinement Pavilion all came to a magical fog, Xiao Jin sat on Pan Yan's shoulders, and the rest of the body repairers stood in a circle, looking nervously ahead.

A purple-black magic dragon of more than thirty feet was crawling on the ground, the flesh and blood of the whole body trembled and twisted, like layers of thick liquid, surging towards the position of the dragon head.

With the contraction of layers of flesh and blood, the thick keel below is gradually revealed, and the treasure above is flashing, it seems to be a huge magic treasure, but its miniature magic circle is very simple, only one layer of solid magic circle.

Gradually, the evil and greedy aura, mixed with black liquid of lavender flesh, was concentrated in the jaw teeth of the dragon's head, gradually showing the outline of two tall bodies.

One of them was nine feet tall, with thick purple-black scales all over his body, and the bone spurs on his joints were thicker than ordinary late-stage demon generals.

Beside him is a sturdy bald man, rolling with a strong and unyielding meaning, and there are traces of purple-black lightning surging on his body. It is the Great Elder of the Body Refinement Pavilion, Hong Yuntian.

After a while, these will energy fluctuations gradually disappeared, Hong Yuntian opened his eyes, his dark pupils looked at the body of the fake devil emperor who was dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"I didn't waste half a year's preparations and captured this newly promoted fake devil emperor alive."

Then he waved one hand, the dragon skeleton on the ground, and the body of the fake demon emperor beside him all disappeared, and said lightly:

"Xiaojin and this seat entered the magic fog and counted the number of remaining demons. The others went to the immortal cultivators. Don't let them kill the seriously injured demons. If they can catch them alive! The treasure of the Body Refinement Pavilion."

"Yes, Great Elder."