But under this power, the devil was unharmed. His body was shocked, and those lights and shadows were broken by him.

However, they were already ready. The light and shadow was only tentative. Even if they were shattered, there was nothing. Followed by, more light and shadow enveloped the demons, and Yang Wuqi directly followed the demons.

Different from the image of the devil that appeared in the north of the Qing state that day, the devil on that day was like a unkempt evil ghost, and the image of the devil at this time was much more powerful. He was about ten meters tall, covered with black bone armor all over his body, and a pair of sharp corners grew on his head. He looked mighty.

Seeing that Yang Wuqi actually found himself, the devil also felt provoked and was immediately angry. Under the height of ten meters, the devil's fist was almost the size of Yang Wuqi's head. One punch brought a strong wind, which made Yang Wuqi feel suffocated. Yang Wuqi took down the devil's fist with a backhand, but his body immediately retreated for tens of meters and hit the mountain wall of Tianjie mountain heavily.

Seeing that Yang Wuqi suffered losses, the people around rushed up immediately to help Yang Wuqi find the field. On that day, the devil immediately shouted, and his fists were waved like a storm, bringing the shadow of fists all over the sky and enveloping ten people. The ten people immediately drank together, and their spiritual power radiated. After they collided together, they formed a thick layer of spiritual power shield. The psychic shield is not big enough to hold ten people.

Even though the seven families have their own grudges against each other, they naturally dare not act rashly in this battle against foreigners, and the foreigners are still very powerful, otherwise no one is sure what kind of danger they will encounter.

That day, the power of the devil was extremely great. It rippled the Lingli shield that gathered the power of ten people, and finally it was hard to break.

The ten people's faces changed again and retreated back, hoping to escape the aftershock of the power of the devil's fist. Yang Wuqi, who was on the other side, had adjusted his state and came to the back of the devil again. His fist strength shook the sky and fell in the back of the devil. However, the devil's body lit up a layer of black light in an instant, which forcibly offset Yang Wuqi's boxing strength, and his body just trembled slightly.

The ten people worked together again and blasted at the devil with a powerful spiritual bomb, which was full of ice. Fire. Thunder has three attributes. When it falls on the devil, it explodes instantly and the fire bursts into the sky.

The black skeleton of the demon finally made some movement. Although it still looked unchanged, people could still feel that the bone armor on the demon was softening.

The devil roared and sped up to ten people. He reached out and grabbed a man's legs. His face was filled with panic and kept struggling to get rid of the shackles of the devil. However, the power in the hands of the heavenly devil is so great that Yang Wuqi has the upper hand. How can he get rid of it as a small ninth boundary friar.

The devil grabbed the man's legs and hit the other nine people. The faces of the nine people changed greatly. For a moment, it was neither blocking nor not blocking. They didn't know what to do.

Yang had no eye to fly fast, his palm became red, and he came to the side of the devil. He seized the wrist of the devil and gave it a backward look. His veins burst up and burst out with great strength, making his eyes red.

The devil's palm finally shook and suddenly let go of his five fingers. The venerable who was caught reacted and immediately fled to the distance. When the devil saw that his target was saved by Yang Wuqi, he was furious again, all of which were vented on Yang Wuqi. He hit Yang Wuqi's chest with one punch, making Yang Wuqi spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Wuqi just felt as if he had been hit by a mountain on his chest. He was suddenly dark and wanted to fall towards the ground.

At this time, a streamer flew from the horizon and came to the devil in front of him with a lightning speed. The devil had not yet reacted. He was about to catch up with Yang Wuqi and attack him. The streamer still came to him. It was Yang Xuan who came all the way from Yuntian sect.

The devil's fist was about to swing to Yang Wuqi. Yang Xuan went and came to Yang Wuqi's body in an instant. He took his fist out with both hands. His fist was covered with powerful power. He collided with Yang Xuan. The flesh and blood on Yang Xuan suddenly burst and healed rapidly.

"Steamed stuffed bun, relax your divine consciousness and let me control your body." The voice of the little Panther rang out in Yang Xuan's mind. Yang Xuan nodded. Yang Xuan's knowledge of the sea immediately became calm, and his divine knowledge also hid in the knowledge of the sea and quietly watched the little Panther's actions. The little Panther came to Yang Xuan's knowledge of the sea and immediately got the control of Yang Xuan's body.

But in the outside world, it is not the case. Yang Xuan came to Yang Wuqi and helped Yang Wuqi block the next punch. Although it is majestic, the Tianmo just cracked Yang Xuan's body with one punch, which really seems a little scary. Yang Wuqi became angry when he saw Yang Xuan's appearance. He was about to meet the devil with a flash of his body, and stretched out his hand to drag Yang Xuan.

But at this time, he found that Yang Xuan's body had become extremely heavy. He even stretched out his hand and pushed it twice, but he was still motionless.

With a closer look, Yang Xuan's breath actually began to change. It was a strange, but vicissitudes and dignified breath. Aware of Yang Xuan's change, Tianmo's eyes also showed a touch of panic. Looking at Yang Xuan, he asked incredulously, "you... Why are you here?"

Of course, what he said is not Yang Xuan, but the little Panther who now controls Yang Xuan. However, this scene looked a little different in the eyes of others around. They didn't know the little panther. They just thought it was the devil of heaven. It was Yang Xuan who was afraid. Although Yang Xuan appeared to take the next punch and was injured, the injured face was still calm, while the person who took the shot was frightened. This scene immediately had a different meaning in the eyes of others around him.

The whole Terran coalition army cheered, and the soldiers below destroyed the demons faster.

In everyone's shocked eyes, Yang Xuan met the devil in the wing cave behind him. But the devil retreated a few steps. He had always been a powerful devil in front of everyone. This was the first time he took the initiative to retreat.

The little Panther grinned and said to the devil, "don't be afraid. I'll be a little lighter next." His voice fell, and the whole man quickly caught up with the devil, grabbed the hard corner on the devil's head and pulled it down. The devil's body suddenly tilted, and the little Panther then kicked at the devil's head.