Infinite Summons: I can dance like a master

Chapter 144: The End of the Night Demon Clan

"Bang!!!"

As Lin Yang let out a low shout, Jialin watched helplessly as the demon formation trembled violently, and the giant stone gate began to collapse.

Several demons with monstrous flames who were walking out of the boulder gate were instantly suppressed under the boulder gate, and bursts of roars came out. However, being suppressed by so many boulders, even the demons who had reached the realm of god transformation could not stand up. He must be smashed into a pulp.

Sure enough, Lin Yang heard a prompt to gain experience points.

"Ding, the host kills the perfect demons in the realm of gods to gain experience points..."

"No!" Garin looked at the collapsed stone door and let out a desperate roar.

Even the group of demons behind Jialin also let out an angry roar.

"Kill, kill all these lowly humans for me!"

Jialin shouted angrily, and the demons behind him also moved, rushing towards Tianhuang City.

Lin Yang looked coldly at these demons who had barely squeezed out of the demon world's formation. They numbered roughly five to six thousand, and their cultivation levels were not low. Most of them had the strength to transform into gods.

Jialin took the lead and attacked Lin Yang with his spear. He knew that Lin Yang seemed to be the leader of this group of humans, so he planned to get rid of Lin Yang first.

But Lin Yang would not fight head-on with him.

At this moment, Lin Yang was seen dodging and retreating, with Taoist Mosquito always on his left and right.

At this time, the gate of Tianhuang City had slowly opened, and countless witch clans were rushing out of the gate with excitement.

Galin was only halfway through the rush when the expression on his face changed from resentment to horror.

"How could this happen! When did the Witch Clan hide so many masters?!" Jialin exclaimed as he looked at the more than 4,000 prehistoric monsters in front of him.

Lin Yang was standing behind at this time, and vast amounts of experience points were poured out from the ancient melting pot to the ancient demons. Waves of golden light erupted from their bodies, and they started to improve crazily on the spot.

After days of fighting and the crazy harvest on the battlefield just now, Lin Yang has earned a lot of experience points.

After the golden light passed, the eyes of all the prehistoric monsters glowed with red light. A group of people rushed into the Night Demon Clan's battle formation in the blink of an eye, and a burst of flesh and blood flew across the Night Demon Clan's camp.

Although many of the prehistoric monsters were human beings cultivated by monsters, they still looked down upon scum like the Night Demons who had betrayed their own ethnic identity, so they were particularly ruthless in their attacks.

As for the demons on the other side, things were even worse. Jialin's repeated attacks on Lin Yang had already aroused the anger of the demons.

Among them, the seventy-two evil spirits were particularly dissatisfied with these demons, and almost all attacks fell on Jialin.

Although the overall cultivation of the Seventy-Two Evils was not as good as that of Jialin, their qi attracted each other and formed a large formation of Earthly Evils. For a while, they actually fought back and forth with Jialin.

As for the newly joined Wu Yi, he exerted all the power of a long-range shooter. He stood far at the back of the team and shot a series of spiritual arrows, and the demons fell down one by one.

Jialin's expression was extremely gloomy at this moment, and he could not accept the completely reversed battlefield situation for a moment.

But no matter how he fought left and right, he could not break through the formation of seventy-two evil spirits.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Galin roared angrily.

Lin Yang followed the sound and looked around. At this moment, Jialin was covered in blood.

Accompanied by the seventy-two earthly evil spirits, they all shouted: "Come together!"

The entire Disha formation was moving rapidly, and the starlight in the formation was condensing and squeezing towards Jialin.

The brilliant starlight around Garin was compressed to the extreme, turning into a deep space the size of a millstone and shaped like a black hole, and then the space began to gradually distort.

After all, Jialin, who was in the center of the black hole, was only a demon at the eighth level of the Divine Transformation Realm. How could he compete with such heavenly power? There was only a flash of black light, and Jialin's movements seemed to become completely still, and then he was hit by a huge burst of energy. The pressure was completely crushed into nothingness.

The demons and demons on the battlefield saw that Jialin, who had the highest level of cultivation in the field, was killed by the opponent in just a quarter of an hour, and their momentum was low.

The Wu clan began to advance vigorously.

The most miserable people on the battlefield at this moment are probably the demons who have just been summoned. They have been waiting hard in the demon world, and finally saw the portal to the human world opening, and are gathering their strength to prepare to go to the human world to plunder. After a while, I didn't expect that when I came out, I saw thousands of human monks whose cultivation was not weaker than theirs, waiting in formation.

When did the human race have such strength?

Nearly four thousand prehistoric monsters all moved together in the blink of an eye to surround the thousands of demons that had just appeared on the battlefield.

"kill!"

I don't know which prehistoric monster shouted, and everyone started to move, forming formations and casting spells.

For a time, the entire battlefield became colorful and aura surged.

Demons and devils fell in groups, and Lin Yang's mind exploded with prompts for gaining experience points.

"The prehistoric monster kills the devil and gains experience points..."

"The prehistoric monsters kill the demons and gain experience points..."

"That's it, kill me!"

"Hahaha, it broke out! It broke out!"

Lin Yang was already surrounded by the happiness brought by the huge experience value.

However, he did not completely lose his rationality. When he saw more and more Wu clans rushing out, he hurriedly shouted to Wu Yi behind him: "Let the Wu clans surround these demon clans and drive them all to the side of the prehistoric monsters. Try not to kill the enemy.”

Although Wu Yi didn't quite understand Lin Yang's intention, he still followed it.

For a time, countless frightened demons were gathered into a group by the Witch Clan like driving cattle and sheep, and then they were mercilessly killed by the monsters of the ancient times.

The fighting lasted for a whole day, and even a militant like Yuan Hong was left numb, and he even felt a little exhausted.

Finally, at the break of dawn, the last group of demons were killed by the monsters of the ancient world. At this point, all the demons and demons in the Soul Realm were wiped out.

"Won?" A group of witch clans looked at the demon corpses on the ground in disbelief and muttered to themselves.

Perhaps they never thought that the night demons in the Soul Returning World would one day be wiped out.

Then the entire Wu clan burst into cheers.

"Win! We won!"

"Those damn night demons have been wiped out!"

Wu Yi was equally excited. Seeing his long-cherished wish come true, he excitedly said: "Ancestors bless you!"

These words caused Wu Fan, Wu Atu and other people around them to roll their eyes, and they all said to themselves: You are the ancestor yourself, and saying this is completely like boasting...

But of course no one dared to say it in front of Wu Yi.

Then everyone looked at Lin Yang and the thousands of prehistoric monsters under him with fiery expressions.