Roar!

The demon lord and his powerful people know that they are in a desperate situation. If they don't fight hard, the end result will be a dead end.

Therefore, the demon Zun and his group of strong men are burst out of super combat effectiveness.

With the roar of the devil, the sky darkened in an instant. The lightning and thunder were like the scenes when the disaster came.

"I've been in the abyss for thousands of years. I didn't expect that there would be a day when the boat capsized in the sewer."

The devil's figure soared in an instant, and several parts were gathered around him with evil Qi.

Those who are in charge of fighting with Han Tong, while the devil once again rushes to Han Tong.

When he rushed to Han Tong again, the devil's mouth was wide open. Every time he said a word, an inscription condensed with evil spirit flew out of his mouth.

These inscriptions directly hit Han Tong. Even Han Tong's face was slightly dignified when he saw these inscriptions.

These inscriptions vomited by the devil are inscriptions of evil spirits in ancient times, with infinite power, and each inscription contains some mysterious Taoist rhyme, which can not be underestimated.

Han Tong quickly pinches yinjue and several arrays appear in front of him.

The Dharma array radiated a dazzling light and intercepted all the inscriptions.

The inscriptions collided with the array and burst out in the air. The surrounding space was completely distorted. It seemed that they could not bear the energy load caused by the collision.

However, mozun and Hantong did not care about these.

The inscriptions and the array continued to collide, and the two sides were still in a stalemate.

"Devil, it's better to let go now."

Han Tong looks at the devil with a smile. The passage back to the devil has been blocked for a long time, and the strong men under the devil are just fighting in the corner now. They can't last much time.

Once the powerful ones under the demon master are destroyed, more than ten reincarnated talents will fight against the demon master together. Even if there are two more demons, they will surely die.

As far as the cultivation world is concerned, Han Tong doesn't care about the demeanor of a strong man at all. As long as he can win the devil, his means can be ignored.

"You can't think about it," the devil said slowly, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.

Bang!

Boom!

Han Tong's Dharma array suddenly dispersed, and the devil's figure broke through the Dharma array and went straight to Han Tong.

The demon lord broke through the Dharma array under Han Tong's cloth with his body, and approached Han Tong quickly.

Han Tong chuckled, moved his mind, and then waved.

It's not that he doesn't want to move on, but that he finds that no matter how he rushes forward, the distance between him and Han Tong is so far.

"It's just a folding space. Let's see how I like him."

The devil roared and punched.

The momentum of mozun's fist is amazing. It seems to crush everything.

When the fist is waved out, the surrounding space vibrates, and even tears several spaces.

Boom!

The devil's fist smashed out, directly smashed the space.

As if a mirror had been broken, the devil's fist went straight to Han Tong.

"I didn't expect that you were so strong."

Han Tong is also a voice of surprise, the devil's fist is not as simple as breaking a layer of space.

You know, just now, Han Tong directly folded the space in front of him into several layers. Because of this, no matter what, he could not get close to Han Tong.

However, Han Tong did not expect that mozun broke several layers of space directly with the force of a circle.

Generally, it is not easy for a strong person to break a layer of space. Folding a few layers of space is not as simple as one plus one.

"There are so many things you didn't expect."

the devil roared, and his whole body burst out, as if an evil god had come.

Han Tong shook his head. "Even so, it's time to end."

Han Tong pinched out a strange seal in his hand. A light column in the sky fell in an instant. Originally, the sky was darkened by the devil, and it was as bright as day.

All the evil spirits around him were dispelled by the light column. However, he was just illuminated by the light column. In a moment, he felt that he was about to be evaporated.

Seeing this, the devil's face suddenly changed.

"What is it? Why is it so terrible? "

The demon Zun stepped back a few steps, and for the first time, he set up a barrier around him.

But the barrier, in front of the light column, can only help the devil to delay for a while.

This pillar of light is definitely the killer of all evil spirits, and it is even more powerful than ye Pengfei's Taichu Bailian.Although Taichu white lotus is very effective for evil spirits, it still needs to be close to them. And this light column is different. As long as it is illuminated, even the devil can't bear the damage caused by his residence.

"You only exist for tens of thousands of years. Naturally, you don't know the magic weapon of ancient times."

Han Tong sneered, quickly pinched the seal in his hand, and the light column flashed again. The whole cultivation world was covered under the light column, and all corners were illuminated.

Those who had been struggling to support the abyss, the strong in the light of this pillar, immediately issued a very shrill scream.

"It's all over."

The barrier propped up by the demon, under the light of this pillar, is constantly evaporating. For this reason, the demon Zun had to work hard to maintain the barrier.

Han Tong laughs and looks at the devil. If he can take this opportunity to destroy the devil, then the trend of the war between the cultivation world and the abyss is basically very clear.

The devil looked at the light column falling from the sky, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

This pillar of light is to suppress the devil, there is no room for resistance.

"It's just a mirror. With this, I want to be once and for all?"

Just then, a laugh came.

Hearing the laughter, Han Tong's face suddenly changed.

Bang!

On the other side of the passage, the seal arranged by Han Tong was smashed.

Then, several dark clouds appeared in the sky, which cut off the light column instantly, and the sky fell into darkness again.

Around the devil, a figure appeared out of thin air.

The expression on Han Tong's face was directly frozen there.

Tianxi!

The former master of the abyss appeared, and Tianxi was holding a small black flag in his hand.

"Mu Hun fan"

Han Tong said three words slowly.

In the dark sky, at that moment, countless cries of ghosts and wolves came from all directions, as if answering Han Tong's words.

"Han Tong, do you really think that there is no one in the abyss?"

Tianxi sneered at Han Tong, "you want to end this war?"