Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Like the loud bang of the evening drum and the morning bell, the turbulent air wave overturned all the houses within hundreds of meters.

Endless sawdust and stone chips shot in all directions, ruthlessly destroying this world with powerful destructive power.

The light that people can't look at directly blooms in an instant, as if the fire trees and silver flowers are never night, illuminating the dark world.

Even the sun and the moon hanging in the sky looked dim at this moment, and it was difficult to compete with the brilliance of the Qi Sword.

Zhuge Feng's eyes hurt from the blazing light, and tears kept flowing.

He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, staring at the distant sky, even if he risked blindness, he didn't want to miss the battle at high altitude.

In the age of doom, if you miss this level of battle, you may never meet again in your life.

Although he almost lost his life just now, being able to witness such a battle comparable to gods and demons with his own eyes can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

At this moment, his eyes were already dripping with blood, and he didn't even bother to wipe them off, just staring at the void.

"Roar!"

The heart-piercing howls were earth-shattering, and with layers of roots and branches, it was impossible to resist the pure Yang sword energy.

Under the pure yang sword energy, it melted as quickly as ice and snow.

Not to mention, this qi sword contains not only pure yang sword qi, but also qi and blood, lightning, and frost.

Chapter 543 All the cards in the hole, kill the tree demon!

Ye Fan kept pinching the sword formula with both hands, strengthening the pure Yang sword energy.

At the same time, the mind moved slightly, and countless qi and blood condensed into hundreds of qi and blood flying swords, flying in the air, emitting a crimson light.

These qi and blood long swords are like butterflies, surrounding the pure yang qi swords, and then smelting them inside.

The most rigid and most yang qi on the pure yang qi sword became more intense, and even caused the space to become distorted.

"Boom!"

Ye Fanyou punched Thunder Fist one after another, and flew forward directly, his whole body was wrapped by the electric grid, and he never tired of bombarding it.

Thunder and lightning intertwined, adding countless scorched marks to the tree demon's body.

【Ding!Slash the tree demon with the sword, merit +50]

【Ding!Lightning strikes the dryad, merit +50]

【Ding!Fist the tree demon, merit +50]

……

Howling endlessly, the light scattered.

The space within a radius of 300 meters is actually cracking like a mirror, but Ye Fan is naturally not strong enough to break the space.

Even if this is just a space derived from the inside of the picture scroll, it is impossible for him to break it.

It's just that this is the space inside the picture scroll. Due to the fact that the magic weapon has not yet formed, under the fierce battle, the picture scroll faintly shows signs of collapse, which causes the space to start to shatter.

If such a fierce battle continues, the picture scroll space will collapse sooner or later.

Obviously, the tree demon does not have this ability, and cannot continue to explode with such a large force to fight against Ye Fan.

As hundreds of qi and blood long swords melted into pure yang qi swords, the true energy in Ye Fan's body was almost drained.

Finally, the tree demon couldn't resist anymore, and continued to let out heart-piercing howls, and was finally split by the pure Yang Qi sword.

"Pfft!"

Black blood sprayed between the sky and the earth, and hundreds of meters of black tree trunks were split in half.

Thunder and lightning, qi and blood, and pure yang sword energy are attached to the trunk, and only golden flames and blue thunder are shining.

After splitting the tree demon, the pure Yang sword energy did not dissipate, but crazily penetrated into the tree demon's body.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, a black explosion, and cloud-shaped flames soared into the sky.

The scorching wind swept across the world in all directions, and Ye Fan also flew away.

"Crack!"

Under the impact of this huge energy, the scroll space finally collapsed.

Visible to the naked eye, the space collapsed inch by inch, exposing several other spaces.

In the shattered space, next to Zhuge Feng, Zhuge Yang, who was covered in scars, rushed out of a crack.

After seeing Zhuge Feng, he hurriedly shouted: "Help! Dad!"

Master Wang also rushed out from another black crack, his face full of horror, he stumbled towards Zhuge Feng.

The point is, there are dozens of mummies chasing behind him.

"Get behind me."

Zhuge Fengfei stepped forward, protecting Zhuge Yang and Master Wang behind him.

He hurriedly bit his fingertips, engraved a spell on the palm of his hand, and moved towards those mummy marks.