Boom!

The two powerful men clashed in the sky, shaking the sky!

"Holy Monk, let me teach you the Eighteen Sacred Learnings of Shaolin."

The demonic element punched out from the air, and violent energy swept out like a raging ocean wave!

Seeing the duel in the air, Kong clapped his palm, and suddenly powerful energy burst out from his palm.

The two energies collided and exploded!

Mo Yuan stepped forward, his momentum soaring to the sky, and punched again.

"Powerful Bull Demon Fist!"

The demonic energy is like the horns of a wild bull, and the overbearing true energy is contained in the iron fist, and it hits Sora with a thunderous force!

Kong Jian waved his palms to meet the attack, his hands turned into phantoms, and he swung out hundreds of palms in an instant, each palm hitting Mo Yuan's fist accurately.

After a hundred palms, the energy contained in Mo Yuan's fist was gone.

"What a Tathagata Thousand Palms!"

The magic element moves change again.

"Fire Cloud Sword!"

The sword is invisible, the palm is the sword, and the energy is the blade.

The demonic element slashed down diagonally with his palm, like a falling meteor, and the terrifying sword energy actually ignited the air.

Looking from a distance, you can see that Mo Yuan's palm is burning with flames.

Kong Jian's face was solemn, and before his palm came, he felt the terrifying lethality that seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

This is a top martial arts that is not weaker than the Eighteen Sacred Studies of Shaolin.

Kongjian waved his cassock, and the real energy in his body poured into the golden cassock like a flood that broke a bank.

In an instant, the entire cassock was filled with true energy, like a flying carpet being waved by Kong Jian.

The sword in the palm of the hand is a fire cloud, and the cassock subdues the devil!

Cang!

The two collided, making a sound like the collision of steel.

Mo Yuan's eyes focused in vain, and he saw that the golden cassock resisted his Fire Cloud Blade without any damage, and then in a very short time, it wrapped around his arm like a spiritual snake!

"It can be hard or soft, and the skill of cassock to subdue demons is a masterpiece!"

The demonic energy stirs up the true energy, and the powerful energy instantly shakes away the entangled golden silk cassock.

"The Eighteen Sacred Studies of Shaolin are indeed well-deserved."

The demonic element rose into the sky and distanced itself from Kong Jian.

"But I am not here today to learn about Shaolin's sacred teachings."

The demonic element hangs in mid-air, staring blankly.

"The devil and the devil!"

Following Mo Yuan's low shout, twelve huge black shadows suddenly appeared silently behind Mo Yuan.

Those twelve black shadows are like twelve demon gods, exuding an evil and powerful aura!

"Holy Monk, let me show you the true power of the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation!"

Mo Yuan took a photo of Sora Mi with one hand.

At the same moment, the twelve black shadows behind Mo Yuan all stretched out a huge palm, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, the twelve giant palms all shot towards Kong Jian!

Kong Jian once again injected the rich true energy into the cassock, and when the twelve giant palms fell, he threw out the cassock in his hands.

The cassock flew up and collided with the twelve giant palms.

Boom!

The cassock exploded with a bang and turned into pieces of rags falling from the sky.

The cassock that could rival the demonic element a moment ago was now completely defeated by those twelve giant palms.

Looking at this scene, Kong Jian's expression became more solemn. The power of the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation was more powerful than he expected!

Looking at the twelve giant palms that were slapped down, Kong Jian clasped his hands together, looked solemn, and shouted in a low voice, "Third-level pagoda!"

Just as the twelve giant palms fell, a three-story pagoda with red light suddenly appeared above Kong Jian's head and collided with the twelve giant palms.

Boom!

The twelve giant palms collapsed instantly and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"It's actually Shaolin's magical skill, Yi Jin Jing!"

Mo Yuan looked shocked, looking at the three-story pagoda above Kong Jian's head, his eyes full of greed.

"Swallow you, everything will be mine!"

Mo Yuan suddenly pointed his finger.

The twelve figures behind them also stretched out a giant finger at the same time, like twelve giant pillars pressing down towards Kongjian!

The three-story pagoda shines brightly in vain, the red light is like fire, like a scorching sun, directly hitting the twelve giant fingers.

Boom!

Another shocking collision!

This time, the three-story pagoda did not smash the twelve fingers, but was evenly matched with the twelve giant fingers.

Twelve giant fingers press on the three-story pagoda, as steady as Mount Tai.

Similarly, the three-story pagoda is supported by twelve fingers and does not fall even one inch.

The two were at a stalemate.

"Holy Monk, let me see which one is more powerful, your Shaolin Yi Jin Jing, or my demons and gods?"

The true energy in the demon body surges out wildly, maintaining the twelve evil spirits.

The same is true for Kong Jian, who activates the true energy in his body to manifest a three-level pagoda and withstand the suppression of twelve giant fingers.

This was Kong Jian's last resort. For the rest, he could only hope that the Shaolin disciples could successfully stop the demon cultists' plan.

......

Wu An witnessed the battle between two third-level realms, until the two seemed to be tied in the end.

Apart from themselves, only Wu An could see that Kong Jian was actually at a disadvantage.

The consumption of magic energy comes more from formations, while Kong Jian can only rely on himself.

As one goes and the other goes, the power of the formation is increasing all the time, and Kong Jian's true energy is rapidly consumed. When Kong Jian completely exhausts his true energy, that will be the moment he is defeated.

Maybe we can't wait until the moment when Kongjian's true energy is exhausted. When the power of the formation reaches a certain level, Kongjian will no longer be able to resist the demonic gods and demons.

Wu An naturally thought about joining the battle and teaming up with Kong Jian to defeat Mo Yuan.

But after seeing the power of the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation, he gave up the idea.

As the eye of the Twelve Heavenly Demonic Formation, coupled with the strength of the demonic element itself, he is invincible.

The great formation cannot be broken, and the demonic element cannot be defeated.

What Wu An should do most is to destroy the foundation of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods Array.

If the formation base is lost, the formation will collapse without any attack.

"But to be able to become the base of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods Formation, the cultivation base of those Heavenly Demon Cultists must not be much weaker. They should all be in the middle realm."

Wu An made his own judgment. He did not think that the cultivation level of the Heavenly Demon Cultists could reach the upper realm. If there were some strong upper realms among the Heavenly Demon Cultists, it would be impossible for Shaolin disciples like them to survive until now.

Wu An looked around and found that all the disciples had already taken action.

Obviously, everyone is aware of the seriousness of the situation.

If the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Demons and Gods cannot be broken, then not only the thousands of people in the town, but also they will die in this formation.

"It's time for me to take action too!"

Wu An stepped forward and ran quickly on the street.

At this time, he had no other better way but to rely on luck to meet the Demonic Cultists who were the base of the Twelve Formations.

Somewhere.

A man in black quietly climbed out of an abandoned well.

Only one pair of his eyes was exposed, but at this moment his eyes were full of bloodthirsty and cruelty.

The Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation has been activated, and demon believers like him have only received one order, and that is to kill!

The more you kill, the more rewards you get from the Demon Cult!
To be continued...