In the afternoon, it is also the time when the sun shines brightly.

Yanggang City is located at the intersection of two mountains. Only at this time can this ancient pass in the northern part of Ruozhou be completely bathed in the sun.

However, in the eyes of the Demon-Fuing Gong, there was no sunshine at all.

Because night has already fallen on the earth, everything is dyed with thick ink, and black swallows up all colors.

Darkness becomes the master of heaven and earth, spreading dead silence throughout the world, and all the sounds are gone. Except for the sound of one's own heartbeat, it seems that everything is withered and there is no sign of life.

Under such dead silence, the Demon-Subduing Lord was completely blocked. He had no idea of ​​the direction of the Yanggang City Battle, no idea that the Qiang Army had long been defeated like a mountain collapse, nor did he know that the Blood-Devouring True King had died and disappeared.

At this moment, the only feeling that the Demon Subduing Lord only has is loneliness.

Darkness floods the world like a tide, swallowing up all the light. Even the brightest eyes cannot capture any light. This is like a dark world.

The Demon-Subduing Gong has the peak cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. His eyes are as bright as the moon, but he cannot illuminate the future, let alone see his own shadow.

In the deepest night, even your own shadow will leave you.

At this moment, deep in his heart, I don’t know why, I felt this way.

"The Great Technique of Eating Light and Swallowing the Sun?"

As the elder of the Demon Sect, the Demon King quickly recognized this magical power. In the huge border spiritual realm, there was only one person who could easily display this magical power. To be precise, it was a dead person.

The Ghost Demon King and the Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect are ranked second. The Light-Devouring Sun-Devouring Technique is his unique magical power. Even the Ghost Demon True Lord of the Ghost Demon Cave will not master it so perfectly.

"Who is yours?"

The Demon Fu Gong frowned and scolded him softly. Of course, he would not foolishly think that the person in front of him was the true King of Ghost Demon Sect, and there would be no falsehood in the fall of the Elder of the Demon Sect. The person in front of him could use his unique magical powers, so there was only one possibility.

If you fail to take over the body, you will be taken over instead!

The Nascent Soul of the Ghost Evil King becomes the nutrient for the possessor, which instead helps him to be promoted to the Nascent Soul True King.

"Ye Wuying, Wuji Sect Protector!"

A cold and sad voice came, floating everywhere in the cold wind, as if coming from all directions.

"Night, no shadow!"

The Demon-Subduing Gong murmured to himself. He couldn't help but look down at his feet, but it was completely painted black. He could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Good name, in the deepest night, there was no trace of it."

"The Demon-Subduing Duke, losing his shadow is actually not terrible."

The sound suddenly came, like a sharp sword, and a cold light flashed in the darkness, like lightning, breaking through the sky.

"However, what's even more terrifying is that you will lose your life."

In the endless dark night, a sword light suddenly arrived, like a fleeting spark, so fast that it was dazzling.

"A good sword, but unfortunately, it's not suitable for someone like you."

The Demon-Fuing Duke stretched out his two fingers, as if he had eyes, clamped the tip of the sword firmly to his fingertips, and he could no longer move forward half an inch.

"This is a sword that can bring light, but your world is dark and not suitable for wearing it."

It could be heard that the tone of the Demon Fu Gong was full of disdain, as if he had seen through all the flaws, but the next moment, his face changed. Under the tip of the sword that was shining with light, a black light broke through the air and shot towards his eyebrows.

"Behind every dark cloud, there is a sun shroud. Under every short light, there will be fleeting black shadows. Light and darkness never distinguish between each other. Don't you understand?"

The sound came in, like the black light, and was also so fatal.

The Demon-Subduing Gong did not move, but he kept retreating. He didn't know how he did it. Although the black light was so fast, it still couldn't catch up with his speed and soon it became farther and farther away.

"Come on your life!"

Behind him, a bear roar came, and a golden claw broke through the air, piercing through the layers of black mist, and grabbed his back hard, as if he was going to open the gap there and take out the heart inside.

The Demon-Fuing Gong suddenly twisted his body, and his whole body was as soft as noodles, and it actually rotated incredibly. It was no exaggeration to say that he could easily bite his back.

All the attacks were completely lost.

"Light!"

The Demon-Fuing Lord suddenly roared, and golden light appeared all over his body, just like a golden Buddha, which illuminated the left and right of his body.

The darkness was suddenly expelled by the golden light, like the rising sun, sprinkling dazzling light around.

At this moment, just under his feet, two shadows were trampled underground.

"Get out!"

The Demon-Fuing Duke yelled loudly, and the Demon-Fuing Buddhist Bead in his hand was slapped out, immediately binding one of the shadows.

In an instant, not far from his eyes, a man in black in a cloak stumbled out, his hands were bound by the devil-subduing Buddhist beads, but he was struggling desperately.

"Young man, you are not the match of the true king."

The Demon-Subduing Duke let out a disdainful sneer. Just as he was about to take action, an angry roar came from the sky above his head. A golden claw fell down like a mountain, and an unparalleled force poured down, as if he was about to smash his head.

"You're so brave!"

The Demon-Subduing Gong raised his fist to welcome him. Although his head was indestructible and he might not be afraid of being injured by the golden claw, he could not tolerate this slap by the beast in the face.

"boom!"

If the golden claws falling from the golden claws bear are a towering mountain, the fist that the Demon-Shou Gong beats the giant mountain is the divine hammer that breaks the giant mountain and smashes the mountain above his head into pieces.

The rocks shattered, and hurricanes flew up, spreading out like ripples around them.

A muffled groan came, and the golden clawed mink bear pressed down the blood from his throat and immediately flew backwards.

However, at this moment, the cloaked man who was originally subdued by the Demon-Subduing Buddhist Beads disappeared without a trace.

"hateful!"

The Demon-Subduing Gong reached out and the Demon-Subduing Buddhist bead flew gently and continued to put it on his finger.

Although the battle was briefly fought, the Duke of the Darong Kingdom obviously had the upper hand even if he fought against two.

However, a bad feeling emerged in the heart of the Demon-Subduing Duke. With his consciousness of practicing Taoism for thousands of years, it is not suitable for this place to stay for a long time. Even the Blood-Devouring True King seemed to have escaped.

"Walk!"

The Demon-Subduing Gong has always been decisive in killing, but he didn't see his feet moving at the moment. His whole body floated like a breeze, and his speed was as fast as lightning. It reached the end of the sky in an instant.

However, just under his feet, there was always a shadow. It was like a maggot attached to his bones. The shadow was always followed by a black cloud several meters in a radius, covering his body like ink.

Therefore, even if the sun shines above your head, it is always a dark world in the eyes of the Demon-Fuing Duke.

Like a shadow, the magical power of following the shape, the great method of swallowing light and swallowing the sun!

It is obvious that the Demon-Subduing Duke seemed to have learned at this time that he tried his best to use his body skills, but he still couldn't get rid of the darkness in front of him.

At the end of darkness, there is light!

But the Demon Duke became depressed. The darkness in front of him could not see the end at all, as if there was no end forever.

It was not until, in the endless darkness, a colorful hall floated over.

this……

The Demon Fu Gong was a little surprised and puzzled, because in front of the hall, there was a young man with a sword-eyed and star-like green robe. He stood proudly with a pen in his hand, with a sneer on his face.

"Your Demon-Subduing, you can't escape!"

A thunderous sound came, and the young man in the green robe held a pen in his right hand and started writing quickly in the void.

It seems to be writing, or it seems to be painting.

When writing, writing the same word, it seems to be a word "生".

The painting also seemed to be painting a prison, and was lying in his head, suppressing it on the spot.

In an instant, the Demon-Subduing Lord became heavy all over, as if he was really put on shackles and became a death row prisoner in prison.

Draw the ground into a prison!

This is a word and a painting. If you want to trap the Demon-Subduing Gong, it will never be difficult to escape and escape.

"Boy, how dare you?"

The Demon-Fuing Duke looked ugly. The young man in the green robe in front of him was also far above the Wuji Sect guardian.

This person should be the head of Wuji Sect, the famous Wuji True King.

"Go to die!"

The Demon-Subduing Buddhist Bead was fired, but it was empty, and the target had long disappeared in the hall.

"boom!"

The Demon-Fuing Buddhist Bead hit the colorful hall, and the sound of the earth shaking mountains came. But before I could return to the hand of the Demon-Fuing Mr., the young man in the green robe appeared in front of the hall gate, and his pen was walking in the void like a dragon and a snake, and continued to write a word.

"bundle!"

When this word is written, all the strokes are connected into a line, as if they have turned into a rope that tied up the immortals, heading towards the demon-subduing man.

"Damn it!"

The Demon-Fuing Duke's face suddenly turned pale. If it were just the True King of Wuji, it wouldn't have made him so lose his lust.

All the attacks of Wuji True King were just trying to trap him, but the killer moves that were really exhausted from dealing with came from all directions and overwhelming attacks.

At some point, hundreds of people gathered around him.

All of these hundreds of people were at the level of Jindan Zhenjun or above. Some of them used their magical powers, some sacrificed magic weapons, some threw out talismans, and even spit out golden elixirs, but all their targets were him.

Only these are not fatal. Including the eighth-level spirit beast, all the spirit beasts and insects that were originally in Yanggang City surrounded and launched the most fierce attack.

"The head of the Qiang Kingdom is here, and the demon-subduing Duke is still waiting to be captured?"

A man with a magnificent body swept in the air, his right hand was like a storm of sunshine, but his left hand was holding a bloody head. Isn't it the monarch of the Qiang Kingdom? It turned out that he had already been cut off his head?

"It's over!"

Suddenly, the Demon-Subduing Gong's heart fell to the bottom of the valley, and felt a chill all over his body. He thought it was a relaxing job, but he didn't expect that it was a boat capsized in the gutter and fell into the Wuji Gate, which was unlikely to survive.

At this moment, his eyes naturally fell down. Seeing the shadow trampling under his feet, he turned around at this moment, like a cold snake, wrapping around his legs and kneeling cross-legged.

It turns out that if a person is in a desperate situation, even his own shadow may betray him.
Chapter completed!