Chapter 500 No more scrolls
The cold voice resounded across hundreds of thousands of miles, and the infinite demonic energy between heaven and earth gathered crazily.
In just one thousandth of a breath!
A "Zhen" character composed of countless demonic energy appeared between heaven and earth, carrying infinite repressive power and rushing towards the knife light.
Boom.
Boom
The terrifying roar continued to sound, and the aftermath tore the sky into large cracks.
Bang!
An explosion sounded!
The scroll turned directly into ashes, while the knife light only shrank by one third and continued to slash at the people of the Demon Cult.
Bai Haotian's face was very calm, because this situation was within his expectations. The scroll in their hands was the reward given to them by the leader when they went out for training a few years ago.
At that time, it was said that the power of the scroll was equivalent to the first or second level of Tianzun, while Qiu Zun's strength was the fourth level of Tianzun.
It was normal that the scroll could not block the opponent's full-strength attack, and Bai Haotian even thought it would break at the touch.
Unexpectedly, a scroll consumed one-third of the opponent's attack, which made him very satisfied.
"Hmm!"
The high-ranking members of the Demon Cult exchanged glances with each other, and the Demon Monkey King and the three guardians quickly stood up, each taking out a scroll and throwing it into the sky.
"Here is the master's order, to suppress all enemies in the world!"
The demonic energy in the sky reappeared, and two terrifying figures slowly walked out of the scroll, and the word "suppress" resounded again between heaven and earth.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
For a time, the sword light, demonic energy, breaking the seal, and the power of suppression continued to fill the world, and the mountains and rivers of 100,000 miles were shattered, and countless peaks turned into nothingness.
Even some secret realms hidden in the space were blasted out, and then exploded and shattered directly, and the internal inheritance was emptied.
It took two breaths!
The fluctuations between heaven and earth slowly dissipated, the two scrolls were shattered again, and the sword light also turned into nothingness.
"Damn, what kind of secret treasure is this? It's so powerful, and the Demon Cult can actually take out three at once."
"You are ignorant, right? This is the "Zhen" scroll. I heard that almost every high-ranking member of the Demon Cult has one."
The creatures watching from a distance were shocked when they saw the high-ranking members of the Demon Cult suddenly throwing out the scroll to block the knife light.
Especially some people who don't know much about the Demon Cult, they heard that this magical scroll is a self-defense treasure that every high-ranking member of the Demon Cult has.
Their eyes were red with envy, and they wanted to join the Demon Cult immediately and become a high-ranking member of the Demon Cult.
Unfortunately, they also knew that this was impossible!
"This, this."
Xiong Batian was confused, his brain was blank, and he really didn't know what happened.
Just now, he thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that he would be blocked by just throwing out a few scrolls.
What's going on?
Xiong Batian turned his head and looked at Bai Haotian and others, his eyes full of questions, as if to say, why didn't he use this scroll earlier.
If it was used in the battle just now, then Tiger Power and Leopard Venerable would be nothing, they could be crushed to death easily.
Bai Haotian and others smiled meaningfully at Xiong Batian, this was the tacit understanding among many high-level members of the Demon Cult.
Unless it was a matter of life and death, it was not allowed to use scrolls against the enemy, otherwise it would become inertial in the long run.
Then!
Their breakthrough speed would slow down, and they would even fall behind, which was unacceptable to every high-level member of the Demon Cult.
At this time!
Qiu Zun stood there with a long sword in his hand, looking at the calm sky with disbelief.
"How is it possible that the attack I just chopped out was blocked by three ordinary scrolls?"
Qiu Zun questioned in his heart, you know, with his cultivation, the sword just now used 90% of his strength, even the ordinary third-level Tianzun would find it difficult to resist.
But now!
It was actually blocked by the scroll thrown by the other party, which was simply bullshitting him.
"Is it the scroll made by Demon Zhou? It seems that he is really good at it. No, I have to make a quick decision."
A cold light flashed in Qiu Zun's eyes, and a dangerous sign emerged in his heart.
He dared not delay any longer. He wanted to deal with these people immediately, and then find a place to hide with the tribe.
Wait until Tiger Zun comes back and kills Demon Zhou. It won't be too late for him to come out of the mountain.
"I want to see how many scrolls you have left, Huang Zhan!" Qiu Zun shouted, and swung the long sword in his hand again.
The sky-high sword light reappeared, which was obviously much stronger than the previous attack. The sword light cut through the sky and rushed towards the demon sect.
"Come!"
Bai Haotian shouted and took out the scroll from his arms. At the same time, other demon sect leaders also took out scrolls.
"Suppress!" X 3
"Suppress!" X 4
The scrolls were thrown into the sky by the demon sect leaders like crazy as if they were free.
At the same time!
Qiu Zun continued to swing the long sword and launch waves of attacks. For a while, they were evenly matched.
However!
The faces of the people in the Demon Cult were all solemn. The scrolls were of course not endless. Each one was made by Zhou Qiong with time and energy.
Even though they were all high-ranking members of the Demon Cult, each of them only had one or two for self-defense.
In addition, now it takes an average of two or three scrolls to resist Qiu Zun's attack. It won't take long before the scrolls are gone.
By then!
They can't stop Qiu Zun's attack at all, and they are afraid that they will really fall at the border of Huzhou.
Half an incense stick later!
Bang!
With an explosion, the high-ranking members of the Demon Cult didn't throw out any more scrolls because they had thrown them all away.
"Ha ha, if you have the ability, throw more. This time it's completely gone."
Qiu Zun looked at the people of the Demon Cult who were no longer throwing scrolls, with a trace of sarcasm on his face, but he was relieved in his heart.
You know, just less than half an incense stick of time, the other party threw nearly thirty scrolls.
He once thought that these scrolls were wholesale, otherwise why would they be thrown out in piles.
But just when Qiu Zun was considering giving up and leaving, the other party's scrolls were finally empty.
"Since you are gone, then all die!"
Qiu Zun roared again, and punched instead of using a knife. He wanted to beat these people into a meat paste.
"Alas, I will die after all!"
Xiong Batian showed a trace of closure in his eyes. He was about to break through to the Heavenly Venerable, and he was really unwilling to die at this time.
"If I hadn't joined the Demon Cult, would I not have died!"
As soon as this thought appeared in Xiong Batian's mind, it was quickly extinguished by him, and he said firmly:
"No, it was the Demon Cult that gave me a new life and gave me the opportunity to break through to the Heavenly Venerable. No hatred, no regrets!"
