True Immortal of the Netherworld

Although Zifeng Demon Lord expressed contempt for Xu Yang and the four others in words, he was not careless in the fight.

"Although the physical level of these four little guys is not something to be afraid of, there are four of them after all, and it seems that the Six Gold Monk has a lot of confidence in them. I must not take it lightly this time. If I suffer a loss from them, I will be in trouble in the future. It became the excuse for the Purple Blood Demon Lord and the Purple Shadow Demon Lord to laugh at me. Originally, the ranking of the three of us as Demon Lords was behind them, so I must not let them underestimate me."

Thinking in his mind, the Purple Wind Demon Lord activated his soul power.

Circles of dark purple soul power rippled out from under his feet, immediately setting off a billowing purple storm. Wherever it passed, the sound of the wind howled like the roar of an animal, and the vegetation was shattered. It is his unique magic wind soul realm.

Xu Yang took the lead, and with a rush of soul power, ripples of red, green, and purple soul power spread out under his feet, blessed by the magic swirling field.

As soon as the two soul realms came into contact, red, green, purple, and dark purple arcs of electricity were running wildly, and the power of the soul realms devoured each other, making a rumbling sound.

Xu Yang suddenly felt the strong pressure brought by the other party's soul domain. If it weren't for the three forces in his three-color magic whirlpool soul domain, he would have collapsed in an instant. "The cultivation level of this Purple Wind Demon Lord is at least the second in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm." It looks like the strength of the soul realm he used has been significantly improved compared to the butterfly demon Hongmo he encountered before. "

Xu Yang's eyes flashed, and with the help of the purple lightning wings behind him, he stepped forward and punched out with a single fist.

Boxing technique - thunder hammer!

Punch out!

Thunder!

On the surface of Xu Yang's fist, a thunderstorm suddenly appeared, as if Thor's hammer was raised high, and a powerful force of purple electricity burst out, causing the void to collapse slightly, and the lasing arc was like a flying dragon's whiskers.

"Here comes a guy with a purple electric skill. Do you want to play boxing? I will practice punching with you." Zifeng Demon said with a contemptuous expression, "He looks like a little genius, but this demon has always been specialized in beating violently. All kinds of little geniuses. Hehe."

In the view of Demon Lord Zifeng, the level of soul power that Xu Yang can burst out is only at Daoming level at most, but the soul realm is a fusion of three kinds of power. The actual combat power after the fusion is stronger than that of ordinary Dao Ming level monks, at most. A mutated body among Daoming realm monks. If he knew that Xu Yang at this moment was not even at the Yuan Soul Realm, but at the Demonic Whirlpool Realm, he would probably be shocked.

The Demonic Whirlpool Realm can only be achieved by a very small number of the Demon King's bloodline by chance. Although the Zifeng Demon Lord himself also has a powerful Yuan Demon physique, compared with the Demon King's physique of the Shadow Lord, he belongs to a collateral bloodline. The Demonic Whirlpool Realm is also a secret spread among the Demon King clan. Even if other Demon Lords have heard about it, they don't know the secret.

When the Purple Wind Demon Lord activated his mana, a powerful purple elemental demon energy exploded on his body surface, and the purple robe outside him was immediately torn to pieces by the demonic wind.

The Purple Wind Demon Lord revealed his true appearance. His facial features were straight, and there was a purple wind-shaped magic pattern between his eyebrows. There was a hint of evil in his handsomeness.

With a shout, a pair of huge purple wind wings spread out from behind the Purple Wind Demon Lord.

The wind wings behind him rolled up, and he rushed towards Xu Yang on the opposite side, punching out with the same punch.

Boxing technique - Wind Demon!

Punch out!

The wind roars!

The head of a wind monster with a leopard face appeared on the surface of the Purple Wind Demon Lord's fist. The powerful wind-attribute spiritual power creaked, as if thousands of swords were clanging in it, which was particularly harsh.

The two fists collided.

boom!

The sound of thunder exploding alarmed Xuanhuang.

At the collision point, a circle of strong wind visible to the naked eye exploded. Wisps of purple lightning and purple wind were entangled together, and dark cracks were torn out of the void.

The two figures are separated.

Xu Yang's figure flew out twenty

Zhang Kaiwai.

The figure of Zifeng Demon Lord also flew backwards twenty feet away.

"Huh?" Zifeng Demon Lord looked at Xu Yang opposite, and couldn't help but trembled in his heart, "How come this boy's power of purple electricity is so similar to the power of thunder in the Yuan Demon Realm? Although I have not personally been to the Yuan Demon Realm, but When the tribe opened the Heaven-Sacrifice Demon Altar, it triggered several Yuan Demon Tribulation Thunders, which were also purple and had an indescribable Yuan Demon power. This was impossible. This kid was clearly an ordinary human body, with no trace of it on his body. How can the aura of the Yuanmo clan control the Yuanmo Tribulation Thunder? It’s probably just similar.”

At this moment, the black boy Zhang Li's attack was already on the way.

"Hei Dan, let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black boy Zhang Li activated the Ba Xiong blood in his body. The bones all over his body creaked, and his already strong and tall figure grew three feet taller.

Thick black animal hair appeared on the surface of his exposed skin, the canine teeth at the corners of his mouth were as sharp as animal teeth, and his eyes even flashed a green color like a savage beast.

The next moment, the black boy Zhang Li used his "four limbs" to escape to the ground, and rushed forward side by side with the three-eyed bear next to him.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them came around to the right side of the Purple Wind Demon Lord. The black boy Zhang Li and his three-eyed bear jumped up high at the same time.

Astonishingly, the bodies of the black boy Zhang Li and the three-eyed bull bear each showed the appearance of a bull bear that was more than ten feet tall.

The visible soul power fluctuations emitted by the two quickly matched perfectly, and the two dharma images actually overlapped, creating a huge tyrannical bear dharma image that was thirty feet long.

The Ba Xiong Dharma is as solid as the king from Ba Xiong Peak. An extremely powerful wave of soul power shook the world.

"Combined attack technique - bear killing!"

As the black boy Zhang Li and the three-eyed bear attacked together, a pair of huge and solid claws of the bear appeared, with claw marks lingering as if they were about to tear through the void.

As soon as Zifeng Demon Lord regained his balance as he was retreating, Black Boy Zhang Li's attack arrived in front of him.

Originally, Black Boy Zhang Li's attack was intended to be launched when the Purple Wind Demon Lord was not yet firmly on his feet. However, the powerful demonic wind field around the body of the Purple Wind Demon Lord was at the level of a Heavenly Tribulation Realm monk after all, and it blocked the attack momentum of the black boy Zhang Li for more than a beat.

"Here comes another one, so fast. This guy is also carrying a furry bear. Judging from his aura, he should be a barbarian from the Southern Territory." Zifeng Demon Lord is well-informed and can immediately judge the general appearance of the black boy Zhang Li.

With his judgment in mind, Zifeng Demon Lord turned slightly and aimed at the black boy Zhang Li's attack and punched him.

Punch out!

The wind roars!

The head of a leopard-faced wind demon suddenly appeared on the surface of Zifeng Demon Lord's fist, and it was still the same wind demon fist.

boom!

The Wind Demon Beast and the Tyrant Bear Beast roared at each other, deafening. The powerful explosive force exploded like a waterfall, and the void twisted like water waves.

"What a strong guy." Black boy Zhang Li was horrified in his heart. He could easily block the opponents he and the Three-Eyed Tyrant Bear combined with one punch. Except for the ten-thousand-year-old Tyrant Bear ancestral beast at the Tyrant Bear Peak in the Southern Territory, Black This was the first time for Zhang Li to face him.

The black boy Zhang Li and his three-eyed bear curled up into a ball and rolled back against the ground, minimizing the damage caused by the impact, and rolled dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

Zifeng Demon Lord's eyes turned cold, "You don't know what you can do."

At this moment, Zifeng Demon Lord glanced slightly out of the corner of his eye, and he saw a bright and intense red coming from the upper left side of his head.

It was Gongsun Zhi wearing tiger armor.

At this moment, Gongsun Zhi's red hair had already turned into a real flame. He stepped on the wind and fire, with fire wings on his back, and leaped high.

He held the dragon-tiger flame gun in both hands, and when he pressed his magic power, a red dragon-shaped fire breath suddenly appeared on the surface of the flame gun.

It is the dragon firearm spirit on the flame gun.

Without stopping for a moment, Gongsun Zhi held the flame gun, swung the flame gun in a circle, spotted the location of the Zifeng Demon Lord, and flicked the tip of the gun hard.

"Marksmanship - Dragon Fire Hundred Spears!"

Ouch——

A dragon roar came out.

Gun out! Hundreds of dragon fires!

The shadow of burning spears, the formation of fire dragons, and hundreds of spear points came down in array.

The power of this spear is a spear formation move, and it is also one of Gongsun Zhi's strongest attack techniques. This time, Gongsun Zhi had no reservations and almost brought the dragon-tiger flame spear technique that he had practiced all his life to its extreme.

At this moment, Zifeng Demon Lord had just finished a move with the black boy Zhang Li, and his body couldn't help but retreat a few feet away. Before he could take the final step, Gongsun Zhi's spear formation had already covered his head.

"Turns out to be a rare gun cultivator, and the spear in his hand is a flame gun with two weapon spirits: dragon and tiger. What's even more valuable is that he transformed the fire tiger weapon spirit into an outer armor, integrating offense and defense. Is he another little genius?" Zifeng Demon Lord narrowed his eyes and took aim at Gongsun Zhi's shot.

"It's time to let you know that this Demon Lord is a sword cultivator." Zifeng Demon Lord said loudly and confidently.

Before he finished speaking, a purple wind condensed in his right hand, and a purple magic sword suddenly appeared.

This magic sword is purple in color, with strange magic patterns engraved on its surface, and the power of the storm spits out from the blade.

There are no fancy sword moves, or at this moment, the Purple Wind Demon Lord has no time to use any fancy sword moves.

He took advantage of the situation and swung the magic wind sword in his hand.

The sword comes out!

Formation of Storm!

There are hundreds of sword shadows swaying, and each sword shadow is the eye of the storm.

Just a simple swing is the huge wind sword formation.

Boom boom boom boom boom——

Gongsun Zhi's spear array move collided with Zifeng Demon Lord's sword array move.

Gunfire and sword wind destroyed each other.

The flames were torn into strips by the force of the storm, like wind. The storm was burned red by the power of fire, like fire. The power of the move covered hundreds of feet in the void, creating a terrifying sight like a catastrophe.

After a long while, the power of the two moves was exhausted.

Gongsun Zhi suddenly felt that the palm holding the flame gun was numb, the red tiger armor outside his body buzzed, and his figure flew hundreds of feet away.

"This guy is worthy of being a Demon Lord with the level of Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he is also a sword cultivator. With one sword move in a hurry, he defeated my full blow." Gongsun Zhi felt a deep feeling in his heart. gap.

In the Gongsun family, Gongsun Zhi is the core disciple who is specially trained. He is one of the most outstanding young disciples in the Gongsun family, and can be called a genius among geniuses.

But this was the first time Gongsun Zhi faced off against a true Heavenly Tribulation Realm master like Zifeng Demon Lord. The gap in cultivation realm is always a chasm.

In a hurry, although Zifeng Demon Lord revealed his identity as a sword cultivator and defeated Gongsun Zhi's spear formation with one sword move, he was very sure of this young man in his heart.

"That's right, someone with a cultivation level below Daoming Realm can actually unleash such a strike. He is a little genius." Zifeng Demon Lord, who backed away ten feet away, looked seriously at Gongsun Zhi opposite him.

At this moment, Zifeng Demon Lord suddenly noticed something strange under his feet.

He looked down and found that he had fallen into a stone formation.

On the opposite side, Murong Yu, who was far away, was squatting down and pressing his hands on the ground. The surface of his arms was covered with stone-brown spiritual patterns.

Murong Yu silently recited secret words: "Escape stone beads, Buddha soul blessing, Kunzang magic circle..."