Chapter 939

Yang Mei immortal and the demon commander were still floating in chaos, staring at each other motionless.

A purple streamer came here at great speed.

At the same time, there was a burning flame in the famine, which appeared next to Yang Mei immortal.

Bai Feng looked strangely at Yang Mei immortal and the motionless demon God opposite. She raised her eyebrows and said, "this is the right eye?"

Shua!

Hongjun manifesting: "Baifeng Taoist friend, you're here!"

"Well, if you don't come to Yang Mei, someone else will kill him!"

"What's going on?" Hongjun asked, pointing to the commander of the demon God.

"Their consciousness is in another space. The consciousness of this demon God is very strong. Although they have no soul, they are not weaker than the demon family with yuan God, just like the previous witch family!"

"Conscious space?" Hongjun suddenly understood why the two men stood here like clay sculptures and didn't move.

Bai Feng reached out and poked Yang Mei's floating white beard:

"It's just that if you want to pull Yang Mei out of the other party's conscious space, it's really not easy to do. If you kill the other party directly, will Yang Mei disappear into its conscious space?"

Hongjun frowned.

"In your opinion, what should I do?"

Although he Hongjun is a sage of Hongmeng, what he is proficient in is not consciousness. Naturally, he can't help Yang Mei immortal escape from that space.

Bai Feng paced back and forth in the chaos and said angrily, "it seems that I'm too crowded. If I had known this, I'd better let Ye Fan's Taoist friends come here in person!"

"Didn't Taoist Ye Fan give you instructions?"

Bai Feng shook her head.

They made a mistake immediately!

At this time, Bai Feng didn't know which tendon was wrong. She directly carried Yang Mei, the immortal and the demon God with one hand and went towards the wasteland.

"Hey, why are you going? Are you going to take both of them back to the temple?"

Bai Feng's voice came from afar.

"That's the only way!"

Hongjun was stunned.

"Well, that's the way!"

……

"Kong Xuan, what are you doing?"

The voice of zhunti's surprise and anger came from the chaos.

In his eyes, Kong Xuan was followed by dozens of newly promoted saints, but now there are only three left.

One of them is Fuhu, the other is Guanyin, and the other is an ancient Buddha who lights a lamp.

The three people were bloodstained and rushed to kill in the demon God pile. The most terrible thing was that their hearts had been corroded by the black smoke on the Taixu demon God.

The same is true of Kong Xuan. His left arm is missing and his gold robe is worn-out. If his body is exposed, I'm afraid his body is full of holes.

Kong Xuan turned a deaf ear to zhunti's words, and the five colors of divine light bloomed in chaos. Wherever he went, the demon God avoided him, making him scared.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Zhun's mind is not good. Kong Xuan and these four people are obviously in a wrong state.

When he looked carefully, he saw that the four yuan gods had changed and were being eroded by these black smoke.

If they are completely occupied, I'm afraid these three people will become too virtual demons in an instant?

"BAM, mihong!"

The ten thousand character Buddha seal appeared on zhunti's head. His mouth recited the Buddhist truth, and the ten thousand characters flashed over the four people.

Zhunti's face was full of sorrow. Originally, there were dozens of saints in Buddhism, but the war was not over, but there were only these saints left.

There are countless Buddhist disciples who died, such as Arhats and venerable ones.

Buddhism lost a lot in this war.

Now there are less than 500 of the 3000 Taixu demons, but these 500 people are very difficult to deal with. They seem to have practiced the combination array. At this moment, a virtual shadow appeared on their heads.

A very domineering man, virtual shadow.

"Lord!"

After seeing the virtual shadow, the presence of 100 lords changed their look and immediately trembled.

They screwed up. It can be said that they lost their wives and lost their soldiers.

"Unexpectedly!"

The virtual shadow opened his mouth and looked at the leader of Tongtian cult and the Buddhist people. His eyes were dignified and said, "you don't fade away quickly. If you entangle again, millions of troops in our city will level this place in an instant!"

Although the other party is in a virtual shadow state, no one questions his words because he has that strength.

In chaos, the saints have a bitter face. Looking at their former partners floating in chaos, they have become a corpse, not even perfect.

"OK, you come!"

The leader of Tongtian cult smiled, and then a cold flash in his eyes: "ten thousand swords kill immortals!"

Tens of thousands of sword shadows rushed directly towards the five hundred or so Taixu demon God, with a huge killing opportunity.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, other saints no longer hesitated and killed Taixu demon God.

"You'll regret it!"

Before the defeat of the 500 people, the voice of the city Lord came out intermittently.

"Regret?"

The leader of Tongtian cult disdained it. Then he thought and took out the grinding plate that had been suppressed for a long time. This is a more powerful killing weapon than the immortal sword.

With the return of Zhuxian sword array, Moshi plate was directly sacrificed by him.

Boom!

In the air of chaos, an insignificant whirlwind slowly formed.

After a few breaths, it became a huge storm, in which the grinding disc turned and rolled towards the five hundred escaping demons.

"What's that?"

"What a terrible smell. Run away and don't stand in my way!"

"How can there be so many strong people in this chaos!"

The Red Palace saw that the other party's formation was in chaos and directly commanded the chaos Saint army to besiege.

"Kill and leave none!"

This is a battle of life and death. As long as they retreat, there will be no place for them in the chaos.

They can't retreat, because there are creatures who believe in them in the back world, and the back world is also their home.

"Kill! Leave none!"

Loud shouts broke out in the mouths of these saints.

The murderous spirit roared and the storm raged. With bursts of clicking sound, hundreds of people were immediately smashed into meat sauce like ants surrounded by the tide!

Hongjun Daozu looked dignified. The dust in his hand had already been cracked, and the demon God opposite was too powerful.

In fact, the power is definitely not just Hongmeng saints, but even higher!

"Give me your name!"

Hongjun wants to see if he has seen this disheartened fellow across the street in Shenyao heaven.

Otherwise, why do you look familiar at each other?

"Wow?"

The look of the demon God was full of ridicule.

"You want to know my name? Beat me!"

Hongjun stared at the rune on the chest of the demon God. If he remembered correctly, he had encountered the demon God in Shenyao heaven!