Chapter 2078 The Demonic Shadow Attacks

"Mo Yao, dead!"

There was a sound of shock among the crowd. No one could have expected this result.

Mo Yao, the young master of the Lingxiao Realm, is the leader of the younger generation in the Human Emperor Realm. He is the most dazzling genius in the Lingxiao Realm who has the greatest hope of ascending to the Immortal Realm in tens of thousands of years.

In this battle, he had the help of Mahayana's will and powerful spiritual treasures such as the True Spirit Magic Sword, giving him an advantage.

However, he was eventually defeated and killed.

This young master of Lingxiao Realm, a genius with outstanding talents, fell here. All the returning elders in Lingxiao Realm were also killed.

There was silence in the palace, and everyone's eyes were looking at the golden giant. That little-known young man had such tyrannical strength.

Lord Netherworld's face was extremely ugly. He originally thought that Mo Yao could win and use the latter's hand to successfully get rid of Ye Chunyang and take Gu Qian back to his side.

As a result, Mo Yao was killed instantly and was vulnerable to a single blow.

This made the Nether Lord's series of plans have to be rethought.

In mid-air, the golden giant's brilliance converged, and Ye Chunyang's spirit flew out at this time and returned to his own body.

His face was a little pale. Although he killed Mo Yao in this battle, controlling the statue consumed a lot of his soul. Now his soul is weak and it will take some time to recover.

Luo Qingcheng hurriedly supported Ye Chunyang and mobilized her spiritual power to restore his true energy.

Gu Qian moved and wanted to step forward, but finally stopped, a wry smile flashed in his eyes.

"How are you? Are you okay? Do you feel better?" Luo Qingcheng asked softly.

"I'm fine." Ye Chunyang shook his head slightly.

Under Luo Qingcheng's true energy delivery, his breath recovered a little.

He raised his head and looked at the field. Everyone could not help but lower their heads. No one dared to look at him. Those forces that originally intended to support Lingxiao Realm quietly took a few steps back to express their position.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the Nether Clan and his party standing there, slightly out of place.

Ye Chunyang looked at them.

Lord Netherworld's expression was terrifyingly gloomy. He stood still, looking into Ye Chunyang's eyes, and then moved away to look at Gu Qian.

"I thought I would get you, but I didn't expect that you would make a choice after all." Lord Netherworld spoke slowly.

Gu Qian's beautiful eyes looked at Lord Netherworld, she frowned slightly and did not respond.

She was very grateful for the other party's life-saving grace. When she was living in the Netherworld, if the Lord of the Netherworld hadn't rescued her, she might not be alive today. But at the same time, he also planted a forbidden curse on her and wanted to use her to achieve his own goals. Therefore, at the Dual Cultivation Ceremony that day, the grudge between the two was cleared, and Gu Qian no longer wanted to have any entanglements with the Nether Clan.

Not getting the response he wanted, Lord Netherworld's heart gradually became cold. He took one last deep look at Gu Qian, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

The three elders of the Nether Clan followed closely behind.

The expressions of the monks from all sides flickered, and some looked at the golden giant in the palace with greed in their eyes. This giant is made up of thirteen Mahayana statues. It is impossible not to be moved at all.

But after sweeping Ye Chunyang again, those who were greedy only felt a chill and immediately extinguished the thoughts in their hearts.

Is Lingxiaojie’s group strong enough?

As a result, they all perished.

Is there anyone here who can guarantee that he is stronger than them?

Although the treasure is good, life is more important. After all, there are more than just magical sites on this island, and treasures may be found in other places.

So everyone dispersed and rushed outside the palace.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The ground suddenly trembled, and around the Immortal Pavilion, strands of dark magic mist rose into the sky, turning into intertwined networks of light, covering them from the sky, and instantly covering everyone in it.

Everyone's expressions changed, and before they could react, array flags suddenly floated in the void, and then strands of demonic mist turned into sharp beams of light and penetrated down. Some monks with lower cultivation levels were directly strangled to death on the spot.

"who!"

Someone opened his mouth to shout, but saw a huge sword appearing in the sky outside the palace, slashing down from a distance. Everyone's body was cut in half when the red sword light reached it.

Ye Chunyang's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene, and he pulled Luo Qingcheng, Gu Qian and others back.

"Spirit-cutting sword! It's from the Ancient Spirit Clan!"

The mysterious man's voice sounded in his mind, and Ye Chunyang's heart sank when he heard this.

"How do the Ancient Spirit Clan know we are here?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"This clan is originally responsible for guarding Penglai Immortal Island. It would be easy to find you. At this time, we should take action to catch everyone."

The mysterious man responded: "The Ancient Spirit Clan controls the restrictions on the island. Don't fight with them head-on. Find a way out!"

Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed and he looked up into the air.

At present, the entire Immortal Pavilion is restricted and closed, and it is almost impossible to escape.

"Lord, what should we do now?"

On the Nether Clan side, the Nether Elder exclaimed in shock that several of the people who had just been killed by a sword were in the late stages of returning to the void, and they had no power to resist at all.

Lord Netherworld's face turned cold, and he flew forward, but as soon as he came into contact with the magic mist, he was knocked back.

"Demon energy?"

Lord Netherworld raised his eyebrows, and at the same time, a soft sound came from outside the palace.

"I didn't expect Lord Netherworld to come here in his disguise. It's surprising." A black mist floated, and the Dacheng Holy Demon appeared in mid-air, looking at Lord Netherworld in surprise.

"Dacheng Holy Demon?" Lord Netherworld frowned, stared at the other party and said, "What, is it possible that the demon clan also wants to start a war with my Netherworld clan?"

"Hehehehe... Lord Netherworld is joking. You and I are allies. How could I do anything to harm our allies? I came here today just to get something entrusted by someone." Dacheng Shengmo Yinzhi He smiled thoughtfully.

In ancient times, during the war in the spirit world, the Demon Clan and the Nether Clan had reached a consensus, and the two races had some friendship.

At this time, Luo Bai also appeared, followed by a group of ancient spirit clan masters.

Lord Netherworld narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at the Dacheng Saint Demon, and said: "In that case, your Excellency, please untie the formation. If I'm not mistaken, this Heaven-Securing Formation seems to be the supreme magic formation of your demon clan. , Your Excellency does not hesitate to use this, which makes me a little surprised. "

"Tiantian Formation!"

Hearing Lord Netherworld's words, all forces were shocked. Some older generation monks were no strangers to this magic formation. There were records in the sect's classics that countless strong men had fallen under this formation.

"Haha." The Dacheng Holy Demon laughed wildly, "There is no problem in releasing the restriction and letting the Lord out, but as I just said, this trip is to get some things. As long as the things are in hand, the formation will naturally be removed. ”

At this point, the Great Saint Demon looked at Lord Netherworld with a smile but not a smile, and said: "Speaking of which, the Lord seems to have what I want to take."

Lord Netherworld frowned, then understood something, and said coldly: "Do you want the Penglai Immortal Talisman?"

"Exactly." Dacheng Holy Demon swept away everyone in the field and smiled playfully: "As long as you are willing to hand over the Penglai Immortal Talisman, I can let you leave safely."

On the other side, Luo Bai looked down, raised his hand to grab Mo Yao's body, and the Penglai Immortal Talisman on the latter flew into his hand.

"There are seven left." Luo Bai glanced at everyone, and the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand exuded a solemn murderous aura.

Lord Netherworld's face turned cold, he sneered at Dacheng Saint Demon and Mo Bai, and said: "I do have a Penglai Immortal Talisman in my hand. You want it, but do you have the ability?"

The smile on the face of the Dacheng Saint Demon faded little by little, the previous playfulness disappeared, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid the Lord's clone will stay here today." The Great Saint Demon said coldly.

Then he raised his hand and waved, "Do it!"

Luo Bai let out a ferocious laugh, shook the Spirit-Slaying Sword in his hand, and blood-red light cut through the space, slashing at everyone with incomparable force.

At the same time, a group of Ancient Spirit Clan masters rushed out one after another.

The people present were not ordinary people. All of them who came here were top experts from various forces. Naturally, they couldn't just sit back and wait for death. They immediately took out their magic weapons and rushed forward. The fight was about to break out.

But soon the monks from all forces found that the magic power in their bodies was greatly suppressed, and the strength they exerted was no more than 20/10 of the usual. Looking up, they saw the magic mist billowing in the sky. Once the spiritual power is used, it will be eaten away immediately. .

The Heaven-Suppressing Demonic Formation arranged by the Dacheng Holy Demon actually has the effect of restraining everyone's magic power!

Everyone was so shocked that they hurriedly gathered their magic power and retreated, but by this time it was too late. Luo Bai arrived with the Spirit-Slaying Sword, and the masters of the Ancient Spirit Tribe launched a killing attack one after another.

For a time, screams continued to be heard from all forces, and the scene became one-sided, with most of the people dead and injured in the blink of an eye.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The rainbow light was shining brightly in the void. Luo Bai held the Spirit-Slaying Sword in his hand and slashed three times in an instant, causing blood mist to fly wherever he went.

His sword energy locked on the Tianxing tribe and the Barbarian tribe. The strong men of the two tribes joined forces to resist, but to no avail. The terrifying sword rainbow directly cut all the strong men of the two tribes in half, and Yuanying and Dongtian were wiped out together.

The Soul-Slaying Sword is the most precious treasure of the Immortal Clan. It exists at the level of an Immortal Sword. It is easy to kill the Void-Returning Monk. What's more, after everyone is suppressed by the Shuantian Demon Array, their magic power cannot be used normally. How can they resist?

The Tianxing tribe and the Barbarian tribe were destroyed. Luo Bai immediately had two Penglai Immortal Talisman in his hand. Then he glanced at the Tianpeng tribe, Xuanji Palace and the Zhenfeng tribe again.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Luo Bai exclaimed and looked at Ye Yao from the True Phoenix Clan with some surprise, "I didn't expect that the True Phoenix Clan would have descendants who can inherit the blood of the True Spirit. It's surprising. This blood is very beneficial to our clan." It’s somewhat useful.”

Luo Bai sneered, appeared in front of Ye Yao in a flash, raised his hand and grabbed her.

"Young master, leave quickly!"

Yu Zhifei stepped forward, and the real phoenix feather flashed, protecting Ye Yao behind him.

"roll!"

Luo Bai swung his giant sword, and the huge sword light slashed down in the air. The real phoenix feather suddenly shook, and Yu Zhi immediately vomited blood and flew away.

Luo Bai's hand had already fallen on Ye Yao's shoulder.