The Talented Doctor

A few gods even smiled triumphantly on their faces, and then their smiles froze on their faces.

He stared blankly at the head that kept rolling on the ground.

In the next moment, a blood-colored ghost emerged from the headless body, and it was about to condense into the body of the blood **** demon.

A painful and angry howl came from its mouth.

Xi Yue smiled faintly, suddenly a tongue of fire sprang up from the Lishui sword in his hand, wrapped the sword body, and threw it towards the blood prison demon.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!)

A stern cry passed, and a terrible cry passed.

Such screams were so heartbreaking that all the gods who watched this scene turned pale and their bodies shook involuntarily.

After only half a cup of tea time, the huge blood prison demon was burned clean, leaving no ash.

The Lishui sword turned and returned to Xi Yue's hand.

In front of Xi Yue Hengdao's chest, the slender fingers in the depths lightly flicked the blade that still contained flames, and said slowly: "Do you want to be welcome? Just right, I don't want to be polite to you at all!"

"You...what is your technique, what is your cultivation base!" One of the gods said incoherently with a face full of horror, "Why? Why is there demon energy in your flame, and it is also the demon energy of the Demon Sovereign Realm?"

You know, the high-level demon fire burns the low-level, but it can be burned out in minutes, and they have no resistance at all.

"Want to know?" Xi Yue sneered, "Then go underground and ask King Yama!"

As soon as the voice fell, her whole body had risen into the air, her figure seemed to be divided into nine in an instant, welcoming the remaining nine demon masters.

The phantom version of the lost movement shuttles between them.

Every divine lord did not have the power to resist, and cut off his head or his waist almost instantly.

The body of the blood **** demon escaped from its body, trying to escape.

But the terrifying magic fire behind is waiting for them.

The sorrowful screams kept ringing one after another, like eighteen layers of hell.

There was no more mad smile on Yu Yishan's face, only panic.

Seeing that Xi Yue's sword was about to fall on him, he suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Shangguan Qingyun, hurry up, stop her! Stop her!"

The puppet refined by Shangguan Qingyun moved.

The release of the pressure of the powerful Upper Divine Realm cultivator was simply beyond the reach of these divine masters.

The hearts of the people watching the battle raised their throats.

Even if Xi Yue can kill the powerhouse at the pinnacle of the God Realm in seconds, can it still compete against the high-level God Realm?

You know, there is a distance between the upper **** realm and the **** master realm!

True person Zijin said anxiously: "What should I do? The saint is only this age after all, how can he be the opponent of the Great Elder of God's Domain? Do we want to help?"

Who knows that as soon as he finished speaking, the little red bird gave him a contemptuous look, "Help? It depends on your cultivation level? Are you sure you are helping and not holding back? The **** bird dare not say that he has the ability to blend into such a high level. Do you think you can help? Do you think you are daydreaming? Or is your face as big as a basin?"

Real Zijin's face flushed red, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Only then did the little red bird regain its vigorous tongue, and hummed softly: "Don't worry, Shangguan Qingyun is just a puppet now. Even if he has the cultivation base of the gods, he doesn't have the fighting consciousness of the gods monks, Xi Yue dealt with it. It's not easy for him yet."