Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

The sword array kept drawing swords from all around, and condensed them from the air in an instant, one into two, two into four, four into eight... In a moment, dozens of swords had been merged, and with sharp energy, they split rocks and opened mountains. The swords had not yet been fired. A wave of air was already heading towards the Wulike Demon Lord.

The sword is about to move but the sky is already falling.

His white eyes jumped onto the shoulders of the Demon Lord Wu, and he looked coldly at the steel frame opposite. Even in the face of this fierce sword power, there was still no trace of panic in his eyes.

Wu Lei, who was sitting on the Throne of Bones, slowly stood up straight. He looked down at the golden armor from a God's perspective. His slender eyes showed deep disdain. He turned a blind eye to the sword power and just looked at the sword hidden in the sword formation. A touch of golden armor.

Bai Yan asked: "Aren't you in a hurry? Are you not in a hurry now?"

Demon Lord Wu Lei responded in his heart: "They are all here at the door of my house. How about I don't beat him? If I don't beat him this time, next time he will dare to come to my mansion to uncover the tiles. I must kill him."

"Then you're pretty quick. Why are you still playing with him for so long?"

"Aren't you just trying to measure how much this guy's cultivation level has improved? If it's to this extent, I really should have started cleaning it up earlier. It's a waste of time. Although it can help with some household expenses, this guy is too disappointing. I've done this several times, and I'm still here, so I don't think I have masochistic tendencies."

After answering the question with blank eyes, Demon Lord Wu Lei turned to look at Jin Jia and said impatiently: "Are you okay? I have something to do today and can't stay for a long time. If this is all you do, then I won't look forward to it. "

Jin Jia has been angry many times. Although the words are even more unpleasant now, he has already gained immunity and there is not much mental fluctuation. He just concentrates on melting the sword, making it bigger and stronger.

The Wulike Demon Lord pressed hard with his right foot, and a huge quasi-level corpse emerged from the throne, holding a huge ancient stick-like weapon.

Jin Jia's eyes narrowed for a moment. The appearance of this corpse made him feel danger. The huge blade that was fused with dozens of swords kept vibrating and made a sharp whistling sound.

It was supposed to incorporate some more swords, but looking at the form, something seemed wrong. In the previous battles, the Wulike Demon Lord had not touched the corpse.He immediately pressed down with both fingers, and the giant blade was like a runaway horse, suddenly accelerating towards the corpse that was about to leave the Throne of Bones. The high-speed friction of the giant blade in the air burned the mist of the demon world red, and a red passage track emerged from the void. Appeared in the middle, white light appeared at the front of the giant blade.

Countless bones in the Throne of Bones squirmed, and the scene was horrifying. One after another, the bones poured energy into the corpse of the quasi-exalted level. The empty eye sockets of the corpse holding a long stick were filled with strands of white, and the whiteness twisted. The eyes were filled with movement and movement, and the skeletal body of the long stick began to slowly sway.

It was extremely clumsy at first, but after the bones twisted a few times, the eyes became introverted again, a spiritual light flickered in the eye sockets, and the movements became flexible and vivid.

The many dead bones on the throne separated the corpse from the pile of bones and pushed it to a higher place.

As soon as the quasi-venerable corpse appeared with flowing eyes, he immediately sensed the giant blade in the void. His eyes looked far away at the golden armor hiding in the giant blade and sword formation, his eyes sharp.

Jin Jia cursed loudly: "Madman, a heart-wrenching madman!"

After saying that, he kept cheering himself up: I am the Demon Lord, and you are the quasi-master. As an ant who has not yet stepped into the realm of the Lord, I will be afraid of you, and I will cut you into thousands of pieces, leaving you with no bones.

"Ah!" Jin Jia shouted again.

The giant blade moved, the corpse moved, the golden armor moved, Wu Lei and Bai Yan also moved.

The giant blade collided with the stick in the corpse's hand, and the terrifying pressure radiated across the entire Eastern Demonic Land. The ground seemed to have been plowed from beginning to end, leaving countless deep and shallow ravines.

"boom"

The sound of the critical strike resounded through the sky, and the tip of the quasi-master-level corpse's stick collided with the top of the blade. His face appeared and disappeared under the fluctuation of the high-speed impact. It was difficult to see the whole picture, but one thing could be seen. He was very angry, very angry, because The demonic energy behind him was like boiling, beating rapidly.

A white light flashed in his eyes, and the corpse exploded with all its strength. Energy flowed through the dark black bones. He turned his body sideways to avoid the giant blade that had been blocked. He held the stick in both hands and raised it above his head, pouring all the energy in his body towards the long stick. , two rays of gray energy flowed out from all parts of the body, rushed to the arms, and then split Huashan with one move, slashing hard, not directly hitting the blade body, but directly hitting the connection between the giant blade and the mind control.

"bang"

The light on the golden armor of the golden armor lit up continuously. Hundreds of lights came together, and the dazzling light gathered more and more, shining faster and faster.

Finally, there was a "crash" sound.

The golden armor exploded, and the huge energy could not be completely discharged through the vibration of the armor, and the golden armor scales on his body exploded.

The Golden-armored Demon Lord roared in pain, and the dozen remaining swords whizzed back to the sword stand behind him, and threw two of them towards the dark black withered bones. He fled away instantly, and the armor on his body was no longer shiny. It was bleak, and there were gaps in many parts.

"It's crazy, it's crazy. All our teachers have been made into bone spirits on the throne. This is the body of the Seventh Demon Lord. Aren't you afraid of the backlash? Crazy, really crazy!"

Wu Lei and Bai Yan stood on the Throne of Bones and chased after them in an instant. If they can't keep your heart, they must keep you, otherwise anyone can come to the Eastern Demonic Land and run wild, and how can they have time to practice Taoism.Besides, if you don't stay, how can you make up for the loss of the Eastern Magic Land that was beaten like this?

It is better to strike while the iron is hot and chase after the poor enemy. They are so panicked and are afraid that he will jump over the wall and make a desperate move. In the face of absolute strength, these possibilities are false propositions.

The Throne of Bones jumped continuously in the void, and in an instant it was not far behind Jin Jia. It seemed that he could reach Jin Jia with one more jump.

The bones of the Seventh Demon Lord fell on the giant blade with two moves. The giant blade's light disappeared, disintegrated from the sky, and scattered on the ground. After solving the opponent, he also accelerated to catch up, formed a linkage with Wu Lei and Bai Yan, and chased Jin Armor Demon Lord.

Two white lights and a stick shadow shot towards the golden-armored demon, forming a cross and cutting towards the golden-armored head.

"Ah... don't force me. I am also a demon. At worst, we will die together. Don't even think about monopolizing the way of heaven."

Jin Jia pulled his body higher in the air.

The white light and the shadow of the stick cut through his lower body, and the two golden thighs fell, and turned directly into golden runes after leaving the body. He was frightened, and hurriedly moved his sword forward, but he did not expect that the white light flashed, and the golden runes were already there. He was held in his mouth by Byakugan, who had already appeared on Wu Lei's shoulder.

Jin Jia, who was hit but didn't use his strength to move away, was embarrassed at this moment because he was reluctant to give up the golden thigh rune. There was a withered bone throne in front of him and a quasi-zun-level corpse behind him.