Thunder Martial

The sword of thunder fell, and the scroll began to shake violently, so that the picture became no longer clear.

Zi Chen silently remembered the name, Lei Yutian.

The Demon God's voice sounded again, and said coldly: "In my Demon God scroll, your power will be suppressed, and it is impossible to break through the scroll and escape."

Lei Yutian's second sword fell, this sword was stronger, a fine crack appeared in the sky, but it recovered soon.

"It's useless. In this picture scroll, I am invincible. The big formation has started, and all of you will die. Your corpses will be refined by the big formation and become the resources for the future growth of our demons. "

The Demon Race Saints continued to attack, during which one Spirit Race Saint after another fell due to being surrounded and beaten by several times the enemies.

The other demons around were no longer clamoring. Seeing the death of the spirit race, they were in a very good mood.

It's just that when the Spirit Race Saints die, the number of Demon Race Saints will only die. The difference in combat power between the two sides is obvious, but there are too many Demon Race Saints.

Stab it!

Lei Yutian was still drawing out his sword calmly, after counting the swords, a huge gap appeared in the sky, but Lei Yutian sliced ​​the entire picture scroll open.

A clear crack appeared in the sky, Lei Yutian said: "Everyone follow me back to the spirit world!"

With a wave of his hand, a shining thing flew forward.

It was a seed the size of a walnut, which fell into the crack he had just cut. This seed was extraordinary and could swallow the power of the void. I saw it germinate and grow rapidly, and finally turned into a A small tree, a flower bud grows on the top of the tree, and the flower bud unfolds and blooms visible to the naked eye, and finally turns into a flower.

The stamens filled the entire crack tightly, preventing the scroll from healing.

And in the stamen, a hexagram teleportation array appeared.

"To wait for the cross-boundary spirit core to come over, what a big deal."

The Demon God sneered and said: "But you still can't leave, because this is my territory, you have held back the picture scroll, and I still have the rules of the whole world!"

At this moment, the picture scroll can no longer be healed, so the demon god began to mobilize the power of rules here, "I will completely seal this place, and none of you can leave!"

The Demon God finally appeared in the picture scroll. He was tall and tall. If it wasn't for the demonic energy around him, he would look like a Spirit Race.

Carrying the power of heaven and earth, he descended into this picture scroll world, and he sneered endlessly, with an expression of victory.

Lei Yutian's eyes shifted to look at the Demon God, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, everyone saw a dazzling thunder in the scroll.

The thunder light turned into a thunder sword, blooming with infinite light, from far to near, came to the front of the demon god.

Just pass through.

Lei Yutian stood behind the Demon God, holding a lightsaber tightly in his hand, the blade was stained with blood at this moment.

The power of heaven and earth carried by the demon god collapsed, and on his chest, there was a sword mark that completely penetrated his body, and the blood of the demon god gushed out along the sword mark.

There was an uproar all around, and no one thought that the demon god who had just appeared would suffer such a serious injury.

How powerful is the Thunder Clan Saint who holds the sword?

Can even hurt a demon god?

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Lei Yutian glanced at the lightsaber in his hand, and there was regret in his eyes, "I deliberately kept my strength before, just for this sword, but I couldn't kill you. It's a pity, but I still have some grievances."

Click!

The lightsaber in his hand broke in two, and all the spiritual power in it collapsed.

A streak of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face also turned pale.

He turned around slowly and looked at the demon god in front of him.

The Demon God was also looking at Lei Yutian, with disbelief in his eyes, "So, your target is me."

Lei Yutian said: "Only by killing you can our spirit race truly usher in peace. You must die!"

The Demon God said: "But I am still alive,

And you're going to die. "

Lei Yutian snorted coldly: "So what? I have already hurt your very foundation, even if you are alive, how long can you live?"

Lei Yutian raised his head and looked at the sky, "God's will, everything is really God's will."

Then, his eyes became sharp again, "But the fate of our spirit race is in our own control, and it's not up to God to arrange it. And you, it's just luck, it's just a pity, I can't put this Important information was brought back."

The Demon God suddenly coughed up blood, and the breath around him immediately became wilted.

I thought that this scheme would make the demons a lot of money, but I never thought that the purpose of these people was me.

Lei Yutian looked up at the sky, the weapon was broken, and his vitality was also broken. The previous sword gathered all his strength.

He came across the border just for this sword.

In his eyes, there was nostalgia, but also unwillingness, and finally turned into a low sigh, "They really exist, and there are their shadows in the catastrophe of the spirit race. Your verification was correct back then, but where did you go? I don't believe it. You have fallen."

The demon god ignored Lei Yutian, although he was still alive, but his current condition was not good, so he had to hurry up.

He used the remaining power to heal the scroll, and the spirit core also changed from a blooming state to a sealed state, like a discordant spot of light, fused with the scroll.

The battle below is also coming to an end, and it ended with the death of all the saints of the Spirit Race.

The Mozu won, but it was a miserable victory.

"The battle here has been opened, and it is impossible for everyone to leave alive. You have two choices. One is to decompose it yourself and turn it into pure magic power in the world. After it is opened on a certain day, it will help the demons to accumulate a share of resources. Or Just wait for the years to pass, erode your bones, and finally obliterate everything about you."

This was the choice given by the demon god, almost without hesitation, those dead demon sages chose the former.

Their corpses disappeared immediately, turning into pure magic power, flooding the world.

Those spirit races stand in the sky and earth, even if they disappear forever, they will never leave anything for the future demon race.

Seeing this scene, Zi Chen has already understood why he could only see the indomitable spirit clan sage before, but not the demon clan sage.

Those powers of the demon race that are almost equivalent to free gifts are also the powers transformed by these saints after their death.

Because of a miscalculation, the battle here has already begun, and no one can leave alive, including those holy demons who have not yet died.

The killing array has already started, and their lives will only be obliterated. Instead of dying slowly, it is better to just disappear in smoke.

Therefore, they also chose to decompose.

So far, all the saints who came, except the demon god and Lei Yutian, have all died.

But it's only a matter of time before the two of them.

The Demon God used his last strength to arrange everything, and waited for Juezhen to disappear after a few years. The things he left behind would bring new hope to the Demon Race.

All the demons watched this scene quietly, feeling indescribably complicated.

The Demon God stood outside the Demon God Palace, and Lei Yutian's figure also descended from the sky.

The Demon God looked at Lei Yutian who single-handedly destroyed his plan, and asked calmly: "They have already made their choices, what should you do?"

Lei Yutian smiled and said, "How about I watch the door for you?"