‘Plop!’

The demons fell out of the magic sword killing formation and hit the ground, shaking the mountains below.

Without the protection of the Holy King, they would not dare to fight against the magic sword killing formation at all times.

The incident happened in a hurry, so many demon kings suddenly appeared, and the demonic energy surged into the sky. The nearby immortal cultivators were alerted, and their eyes turned from Dishu Mountain, and there was an uproar.

'Brush! Brush! Brush!'

As if facing a formidable enemy, the monks sacrificed magic weapons of different shapes and pointed them at the demons from a distance.

Not to be outdone, the demons showed ferocious expressions and competed with the immortal cultivators. Some even had a bad temper and even revealed their demon bodies, showing off their sharp fangs.

Those brought to the Central Plains by Bai An were all demon kings in disguise. They were very powerful, but after being exposed in front of so many immortal cultivators, they were actually beating a drum in their hearts. They were not as fierce as they appeared on the surface.

They sensed that the eyes of some immortal cultivators began to become greedy.

The Immortal Cultivators occupy the land, and the Monster Clan lives far away in the East China Sea. They have been living in peace and harmony over the years. The blood feud between the two families has gradually been diluted by time, but if there is a chance to hunt the other party, no one will show mercy.

At this time.

A white shadow fell from the sky.

The momentum in the late stage of transformation is fully revealed.

Immortal cultivators with evil intentions all averted their gazes and became fearful. Even if they could surround and kill these demon kings, they still had to consider how many of them could withstand the counterattack of the demon kings.

Bai Ao snorted coldly, looked around the mountains, with a tough attitude, and finally looked in the direction of Dishu Mountain, frowning.

He was not worried about his own situation. When the Holy King brought them in, he definitely did not ask them to die. It seemed that the Holy King came with the Buddhist saints and there should have been a tacit understanding.

The Taoist master failed to escape the tribulation.

Instead, the Holy King behaved strangely. Could something else have happened on the mountain?

"Follow up!"

The voice of Holy King Qinghu came, his tone unprecedentedly serious.

Bai Ao felt awe-inspiring in his heart and did not dare to hesitate. He called his subordinates and flew away.

When the immortal cultivators saw Bai Yu, their thoughts were already dull. When they heard this almost commanding voice to the great sage of the monster race, they also sensed a fleeting powerful aura and suddenly realized something.

High in the sky, there seemed to be a green shadow flickering, and the magic sword killing formation seemed to be nothing.

"It seems to be...the Holy King of the Demon Race!"

Exclamations arose.

Someone else pointed at Dishu Mountain and shouted.

"Look there!"

On the top of Dishu Mountain, a figure appeared out of nowhere. He was dressed in cassock and holding Buddhist beads in his hand. He was clearly an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

People who recognized the old monk screamed in surprise.

"It's a Buddhist holy monk!"

"Sage of Wisdom and Light!"

"Monk Transformation God is born! He is not missing!"

"In that case, why did Master Zi Lei rush through the tribulation?"

"The Saint of Wisdom and the Saint King of the Monster Tribe have appeared. Where is the True Lord Niyu?"

…

Regardless of the reaction of the monks in the palace.

The demon spirit took over the demon's body and frightened away the old demon Fan with one blow, forcing the Poison King to use the magical power of sacred objects to protect himself. The outburst of monstrous demonic power alarmed the Saint of Huiguang.

Only then did Saint Huiguang realize that there was an ancient demon sealed under the Dishi Mountain, and it had survived until now. He finally understood why Master Zi Lei had to forcefully survive the catastrophe at the Wuxiang Immortal Sect.

At this moment, Saint Huiguang's plan to wipe out all the remnants of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect can no longer be completed, and there is no point in hiding it any longer.

No matter what, the ancient demon must be dealt with first, and everything else must be put aside.

Although Saint Huiguang has never experienced that demonic tribulation, he knows how terrifying it is. The Wuxiang Immortal Sect, which has gone from prosperity to decline, is now plagued by poisonous diseases, and the two southern states of Nanman have no longer regained their old outlook. This is a clear proof.

Once the ancient demon is released, the consequences will be disastrous!

The Saint of Wisdom and Light descended from the sky.

Just as Fan Laomo escaped, he almost collided with the Saint of Huiguang. When he looked closely at the person coming, his face suddenly changed, cloudy and uncertain, and his mind was full of mixed feelings, which was very complicated.

Comparatively speaking, it feels more like a sigh of relief.

I don't know what changes happened in the seal, but suddenly the ancient demon's strength surged and he was able to control the crown of the five elements. Even though it was just one blow, it really made Fan Laomo break out in a cold sweat.

That phantom demon is a life-saving magical power that he spent a lot of energy to refine, and it's just here.

Saint Huiguang arrived at the critical moment, and at least someone could solve the ancient demon's troubles.

Fan Laomo is worried about what Saint Huiguang plans to do with him. After all, he is also one of the instigators.

"I've seen the holy monk!"

Fan Laomo calmed down, stepped aside, and bowed in salute.

The Saint of Wisdom stared deep into the mountain and ignored it.

Fan Laomo did not dare to get angry. He looked up at the sky and saw that under the clouds of calamity that were about to dissipate, Master Hegao caught the remains of Master Zi Lei with both hands, covering up the ugliness caused by the inner demon calamity and retaining his last dignity.

Master Hegao looked at his senior brother speechlessly, his expression stiff and showing no obvious sadness.

However, Fan Laomo can guess what kind of mood Master Hegao is feeling at this moment.

No one could have imagined that Zi Lei, the real person who survived three disasters in a row, would fall due to the inner demon tribulation.

Fan Laomo sighed secretly, wondering why Lord Niyu didn't show up. Thinking that the Eight Views were the source of this chaos, he felt a lot more at ease.

As the saying goes, the law does not punish everyone, and with Tianhao Tower behind him, the old bald donkey always has to worry about some human feelings.

While Old Demon Fan was thinking wildly, Saint Huiguang looked through all kinds of chaos and saw the scene inside the mountain.

The demon body felt something in its heart and suddenly raised its head.

'boom!'

Their eyes met, and both of them were shocked.

Saint Huiguang was frightened by the madness in the eyes of the demonic body. When he and Holy King Qinghu discussed the demonic sounds of heaven, they deduced that if one day they were assimilated by the demonic sounds of heaven, they would gradually fall into this kind of madness.

However, the aura in the demon body was so chaotic that he couldn't see clearly for a while.

The demon spirit was frightened by the sudden appearance of the god-transformation monk and felt threatened.

She has no interest in the world of demon dyeing. She only creates souls for herself. If there are no god-transforming monks, she can kill them in the Wuxiang Immortal Sect, devour enough immortal cultivators, find a place to retreat, resist the demonic sound of heaven, and

Devour the devil's son, complete your true nature, and you can expect a great future.

But something unexpected happened again!

The five-color light beam that was chasing Old Demon Fan was suddenly retracted by the demon spirit. The light beam reflected back, like five ropes, superimposed on the giant cocoon, ruthlessly tearing the Poison King off.

"You dare!"

The Saint of Wisdom and Light drank heavily.

Fan Laomo picked up the important message and sent it over. The Saint of Huiguang learned that the poison king was in the giant cocoon, and also saw the intention of the demon body. If the demon body is allowed to swallow the poison king, not only will one of his own combat power be lost, but the strength of the demon body will inevitably increase.

Add again.

‘Whoosh!’

The Five Elements Crown imprisoned the giant cocoon and pulled it in front of the demon body.

While pulling, the five-color spiritual light kept hitting the giant cocoon, and you could see that the surface of the giant cocoon was full of pits and deformed.

At the same time, the figure of the demon body fell sharply, trying to retract the seal.

At this moment, a ray of Buddha's light left the palm of the Holy Wisdom Light, and turned into a Dharma sticker containing Buddhist mantras, falling from the sky, seemingly slowly but actually urgently.

A five-color light beam shot up into the sky and hit the mantra.

‘Pah!’

The mantra and Dharma stickers were unexpectedly fragile and shattered.

Before the demon could become happy, the fragment suddenly erupted into a vast Buddha light, illuminating the entire mountain. By the time the demon realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

The Mantra Dharma Poster is not aimed at the demonic spirits at all, the goal is to seal it!

Within the reach of the Buddha's light, the light of the five-color seal solidified, as if it were cast from iron, and a slightly illusory 'swastika' character was printed on top of the seal at some point.

At the critical moment, Saint Huiguang saw the most critical point. The aura of the demonic body was somehow closely related to the power of the seal, and he could completely hide within the seal and escape from this place.

If you want to suppress the demonic body, you must first cut off its escape route. It is best to isolate the connection between the demonic body and the seal, so as to catch the turtle in the jar.

The power of the seal is suppressed by the mantra and Dharma post.

The demon body froze, and suddenly it felt like there was a hard barrier under the body, a sharp roar came out from the mouth, the five-element crown brilliance bloomed, and the five-color aura shot straight down.
To be continued...