Bai Bing sneered, and without saying much to him, he pushed the fireball out.

Chaisang watched the fireball rushing, but he didn't care at all. He waved his Lingxi staff lightly, and a large ball of white flames spewed out of the top of the staff, swallowing Bai Bing's fire in one mouthful. The flames doubled out of thin air, gathered above the two, staring at Bai Bing with a fierce look.

Chaisang said proudly: "Bai Bing, death is coming, what else do you have to say?"

Bai Bing stood up, his cold expression did not change because of the failure of this attack. He looked at Lingxi Staff intently and said, "It is rumored that Lingxi Staff can absorb demonic energy and guide a lot of energy. I didn't expect it to be able to spit fire on its own. I have gained some knowledge today."

What Chaisang hated the most was his appearance of being indifferent to everything. Even if he had the advantage of time and place, a sense of guilt arose in his heart for no reason. After the guilt, he became angry and felt this feeling and said sternly: "The treasure in my domain is not something you can watch!"

Bai Bing nodded, seemed to agree, and said, "It's true. If I had known it had such a powerful power, I wouldn't have been easily trapped here today."

Chaisang was a little stunned and suddenly burst into laughter. His eyes were so angry that he looked ferocious and crazy.

"If I had known today, you shouldn't have been so arrogant! You would try to scatter the entire demon world with just one's own strength. Don't think about it! It's not me, but others have long regarded you as a thorn in the eyes!"

Bai Bing glanced at him sideways and said slowly: "It seems that you still don't understand. If it's not me, there will be others who will do this. A weak person like you can always be a clown who is desperate to jump over the wall."

"Stop!" Chai Sang was finally angry again. The blue veins that held the Lingxi Staff thrust, and the demonic energy surging all over his body. With the Lingxi Staff, he swung out a few feet wide fire balls again, and together with the fire balls hovering over his head for a long time, he rushed towards Bai Bing fiercely!

Bai Bing's whole body of spiritual energy surged into his hands, and a huge ball of flame suddenly condensed. From the scale, it was no less than the ball of spitting out of the Lingxi Staff.

Two balls of flames met in the air, and the white light suddenly burst, illuminating every corner of the cave. Then a shocking sound exploded. The entire cave, no, should have been shaken again.

Su Mu outside the cave could not dodge, and immediately she was so stinged by the strong light that tears flowed. She closed her eyes tightly. Not only did the pain not relieved, but it surged even more violently.

He covered his eyes in horror, his fingers touched the cold tears, but he still felt a sticky feeling. He trembled and helped Meng Jia's arm. When the latter saw him, he immediately exclaimed.

"Young Master! Your eyes are bleeding!"

Su Muzhe paused when he heard this and immediately tried to open his eyes, but he could only see a darkness.

He looked desperately at the sky in disbelief, spinning like a headless fly, grabbing his hands in the air. Meng Jia grabbed his wrist and said anxiously: "Young Master, what's wrong with you? I'll take you down!"

Su Muzhe opened his eyes in fear, but his eyes were empty and confused, no longer as bright as before. Blood flowed from his eyes, and two dazzling blood stains hung on his cheeks.

He could hear deafening noises coming from his feet, and could feel the wind slashing through his face like a knife, but his eyes could not see anything.

He covered his face, and his slight murmur drowned in the whistling wind.

"No, it must be that the sky is too dark. The Demon Mountain is also black. It's all black, so I can't see it. I need lamps, lamps, Meng Jia!"

Meng Jia looked at him with a panic expression and said, "Here, Meng Jia is."

Hearing this sound, Su Muzhe felt that his wrist was being held by someone, and the strength of perseverance spread out from his wrist, making him calm.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, closed his eyes, and took his hands away from his face after a moment. The rock under his feet suddenly moved. His feet slipped, and he felt his wrists tighter, and then it seemed to be lifted up. His feet were empty and the wind in his ears became louder.

Meng Jia's voice came from his right, with indescribable sadness, and said, "Young Master, let's go!"

Su Muzhe suddenly opened his eyes again and said with a ferocious face: "No! Wait a little longer! Is Bai Bing dead? Go back and see if he is dead!"

"Young Master!"

"go back!"

Meng Jia's face showed unspeakable grief, but he still flew back to the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountain with Su Muzhe.

The fight in the cave was too fierce, and the tyrannical force shook a narrow and long crack on the mountain. The original round hole was embedded in it, like a pitch-black eyeball, looking up at the sky above your head.

The blood on Su Muzhe's face was half dry and he still hadn't dried. He wiped it sloppyly, but the blood marks were still there, which looked even more terrifying.

He barely relied on Meng Jia's strength to stop and asked hurriedly: "How is Bai Bing?"

Meng Jia leaned over and looked into the cave, and saw white light flashing. Every time it flashed, it was accompanied by a violent shaking of the mountain. Bai Bing's body was almost turned into a black shadow, but he still couldn't shake off the flames from all directions. From time to time, he threw out a ball of white flames, but it was useless. Instead, he was swallowed up by the flames behind him, strengthening his strength. Gradually, he stopped fighting back and just ran away desperately.

Meng Jia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The Demon Lord has the upper hand, and Bai Bing can only escape."

Su Muzhai grinned, smiled silently, and suddenly turned cold again, shouting in a low voice: "Where is Chaisang? Why haven't he killed him?"

Meng Jia looked down again, and his face changed drastically. Su Muzhe asked repeatedly and suppressed the tension in his voice, saying, "The Demon Lord is brewing the last trick."

Su Muzha looked suspiciously in Meng Jia's direction, his eyes were dull, but his eyes were particularly bright, as if he could still see through Meng Jia's lies.

Meng Jia immediately knelt down on one leg, holding Su Muzhe's wrist in his hand, and his tone was earnest, almost begging: "Young Master, the next blow of the Demon Lord is probably going to shake the mountain and crack the stones, so I can't stay here anymore. Meng Jia sends you to the foot of the mountain to wait, okay?"

After all, he couldn't see the eyes, and Su Muzhe could not see Meng Jia's strangeness at the first time. He closed his eyes, expecting that Bai Bing could not escape the fatal blow of Lingxi Staff, so he let go and said, "Okay."

Meng Jia immediately stood up happily and pulled Su Muzhe to the bottom of the mountain. He flew out a few miles in one breath through the strong wind and flew to the evil formation before he fell down in shock.

Just before the two of them had time to breathe, a deafening sound suddenly came from the direction of the Demon Mountain, with such a huge momentum that even the sky in the Demon Realm changed its color.

The hideous purple lightning streaked across the sky and slashed directly to the top of the Demon Mountain where the thick fog had disappeared. The next moment, the Demon Mountain was actually split in half from the middle!

Thunder rolled over their heads, and the earth shivered.

In the evil formation behind them, the evil spirits imprisoned in the formation suddenly started to cry and howl. The sound was extremely shrill, making people feel numb when they heard it.

Su Mu blocked his eyes and couldn't see things. Just listening to the sound, he felt that the situation had reached a point where he could not control it. He hurriedly held Meng Jia's wrist with his back hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before Meng Jia could speak, he saw a white light suddenly appearing in the Demon Mountain, subconsciously hugging Su Muzhe beside him and crushing him to the ground.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!