Chapter 627: The Power of Demonic Chou

The second-level demon king was almost restrained by Yun Yi. Buddhist combat skills are the natural enemies of the demons. Moreover, the Buddhist combat skills in Yun Yi's hands still belong to the secret book, which is the foundation of Buddhism.

Under such strong restraint, the combat power of the second-level demon king can only be exerted half, and half of the combat power is weakened, which is no joke, and Yun Yi at this moment is no longer what he was half a month ago. , although his cultivation level has not been promoted to the Spirit King, his combat power has been raised to the extreme of the Yitiantian realm.

It was extremely easy for Yun Yi to instantly kill the Second Level Spirit King while using Buddhist combat skills.

"damn it."

Mo Tianqiu couldn't help but cursed, and the anger and gloominess on his face became extremely intense. He never thought that Yun Yi was so tyrannical. To put it bluntly, in Mo Tianqiu's heart, there was still something to follow. Ordinary people have the same concept, that is, there is an extremely huge gap between Yixiantian and the Spirit King. This gap is difficult to bridge. Only those kind of monsters and wizards can challenge the Spirit King in Yixiantian.

Yun Yi is obviously that kind of evil spirit king, but his subordinates are not clumsy first-level spirit kings, but powerful second-level spirit kings. Even if he is an evil wizard, if he wants to kill the second-level spirit king at the moment of the sky, it will be difficult for him to do so. It's almost impossible.

But this impossible thing just happened. Yun Yi allowed them to witness what a miracle is and what true strength is.

The eyes of the other second-level demon king next to Mo Tianqiu showed a strong look of horror. He couldn't help but slowly take back the steps he had taken. He was not a fool. Although he was confident in his own strength, he was also He knew very well that his companions whose cultivation level was similar to his own were instantly killed by others. If he rushed forward at this time, he would also be dead.

"Mo Tian Qiu, I said, even if I am not your opponent, it will not be easy for you to kill me."

Yun Yi smiled, and the fighting spirit in his body was stronger than before.

"Yun Yi, I admit your evil talent. If you continue to grow, Xiao Yanwu of that year is destined to be surpassed by you. Therefore, for the great cause of my demon clan, I will never allow another Xiao Yanwu to appear in Donghuang. I will never allow you to survive in this world. Today is the day you die."

The demon's desire for revenge grew stronger. He saw the most serious threat from Yun Yi, which was a threat to the entire demon clan. For the battle eight hundred years ago, the demon clan was relatively well prepared. If it weren't for Dong Dong If Xiao Yanwu, the God of War, appears in the Desert Human Race, the Demon Race would have occupied the Eastern Wasteland and ruled the human race as early as 800 years ago.

Now eight hundred years have passed, Xiao Yanwu has already left the Eastern Wilderness, and he does not know whether he will live or die. The Demon Clan has kept in mind the lessons of the past and has been recuperating for eight hundred years. This time, the Demon Clan has made a comeback and is bound to cover the land of the Eastern Wilderness.

The demons came fully prepared this time, and they definitely didn't want to see Xiao Yanwu appear in Donghuang again. Therefore, no matter from any aspect, Mo Tianqiu had no reason to let Yun Yi go.

Demonic hatred arose, and the demonic waves rose up into the sky. He took a step forward, and the void creaked under his feet, almost being crushed under his feet.

Mo Tianqiu was so powerful that he punched Yun Yi lightly. This punch seemed to have no force, but it completely locked Yun Yi's aura, making him unable to avoid it, like a moving mountain.

"Be careful."

Black Wind reminded.

"I will deal with the demon's hatred. You go and kill the second-level demon king."

Yun Yi said to Heifeng that the demons are the real scourge of the Eastern Wasteland, and none of them can be left alive. This time Mo Tianqiu has brought out two double demon kings, and he will naturally kill them if he has the chance. If he does not kill them, the ancient city space will be destroyed. I don't know how many people will die in their hands.

Yun Yi has clear grievances. His grievances with the major forces are his own business, but it is naturally his duty to fight against the demons.

How can the land of the human race be occupied by the demon race?

Let them go back wherever they come from, or let them never come back.

"good."

Heifeng nodded, then swayed his body, soared into the air from Yun Yi's shoulders, and rushed towards the second-level spirit king.

Roar……

The black wind roared loudly and shook the sky. The small body instantly enlarged to a size of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye. It was like a world-shattering mythical beast, with nine tails floating in the air, shocking the world.

The Black Wind bloodline is so tyrannical, and now he is an even more powerful first-level demon king. For him, it is no problem to kill a second-level demon king whose cultivation is one level higher than his own.

"What?"

The expression of the second-level demon king changed, and his pupils began to shrink. He never thought that the cute little kitten turned out to be an unparalleled demon king. This simply overturned his imagination, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. If so, he would not be able to believe it even if he were beaten to death.

"Gaga, you little devil scum, you must die."

Heifeng laughed loudly, and the nine tails moved, like nine celestial rivers, and swung towards the demon king.

"Hmph! Even a first-level demon king dares to do something wrong. Just die."

After the second level demon king was surprised, he also reacted and made no concessions in his attack. The overwhelming demonic wave began to gather, and he fought with the black wind.

On the other side, Yun Yi exerted all his strength, and the six-character mantra floated back and forth in the sky, fighting against the devil and the sky.

However, although Yun Yi possesses Buddhist combat skills, Mo Tianqiu is too strong. This kind of restraint is completely limited, making Yun Yi no match for him at all. He was beaten back and forth, and his chest was filled with blood. He felt indescribably uncomfortable. .

"Buddhist combat skills are simply the biggest nemesis of my demon clan, a natural enemy. This guy's cultivation level is only a sliver of heaven, but he can exert great restraint on me. This feeling is really depressing, but no matter what today, I I won’t give him a chance to escape, otherwise he will definitely become a big problem for our demon clan in the future.”

Mo Tianqiu gritted his teeth. As the young master of the demon clan, he surpassed everything in terms of status and identity. He could be said to be the master of the abyss world. Mo Tianqiu roamed the abyss world and had never encountered such a frustrating battle. .

"Fudo Myooh."

Yun Yi's black hair was flamboyant, and he was fighting with great fervor. Buddhist combat skills were swaying like rain in his hands. While retreating, he cooperated with Xiaoyao Wings to fight fiercely with Mo Tianqiu.

At the same time, Yun Yi's eyes shone, and the power of his soul spread. He constantly felt Mo Tianqiu's use and control of the power of space. He was eager to make progress from this battle and find an opportunity to be promoted to the Spirit King.

Even though Yun Yi knew that this was a very unlikely thing, it didn't stop him from doing it.

What's more, in the current situation, it seems that he has nowhere to escape but to face the demon's hatred head-on.