True Immortal of the Netherworld

In an open space ten miles away from Baiyu Peak, seven peak masters from the Yudao Sect gathered together.

They set up the Seven Stars Falling God Formation to suppress Xu Yang who was going on a rampage with the Yuan Demon bloodline.

Xu Yang, who was in a rage, was suppressed by the power of the formation and counterattacked instinctively.

"Ignorant of repentance!" Lan Xingjun scolded.

"What are you waiting for? Let's take action together!" Lan Xingjun shouted, pointing the tip of the Seven Star Sword at Xu Yang's location.

"Seven Stars Falling God!"

The other six peak leaders made the same move almost at the same time.

The seven peak masters, including Blue Star Lord, spotted the location of Xu Yang and the Purple Gold Scorpion under him, and launched seven powerful star lights, spurting out.

In an instant, seven powerful stars formed a ring, surrounding Xu Yang and the Purple Gold Scorpion under him, spinning and tightening.

The technique produced strong pressure and squeezed Xu Yang's body, making a thumping sound like a heavy hammer falling. If the demonized Xu Yang's physical body wasn't so strong, he might have broken his bones long ago.

The Purple Gold Scorpion under Xu Yang's seat has a hard carapace on its body, and a layer of hard scales on the outside of the carapace. But at this moment, its hard armor and scales were like thin iron sheets being struck with a hammer, bang bang bang, bang bang, dents appeared one by one.

The purple-gold devil scorpion endured the pain of his flesh and skin and cursed: "I'm a big devil. The star formation controlled by these seven people is too powerful. If this continues, this scorpion will die here. If you can't beat it, run away, you can't suffer a loss. . But the problem is that the man who is riding on me has no intention of running away. He wants to fight with his life, and I am not willing to join him. Uncle Xu Yang, you have the blood of the Yuan Demon King. I call you my master. I'm just afraid that you'll fall out and hit me. I can't care about you in the current situation. If I use the rebirth technique again, it will cost me a hundred years of life energy and half a life star. With my earth escape technique, You can escape with half your life."

Having an idea, the Purple Gold Scorpion said loudly: "Master Xu Yang, the situation is urgent. How about you jump off the little one. I can use my full strength to help you kill these shameless guys on the other side."

"I won't go down." Xu Yang replied without hesitation.

The Purple Gold Scorpion was puzzled and cautious, Mengmeng asked: "Why is that?"

"It's full of dirt down there, and it will stain my new pair of shoes." Xu Yang gave a decisive answer.

The Purple Gold Demon Scorpion was speechless, as if a sharp blade was stabbing his heart, and he cried out in pain: "Baby Scorpion, I feel so miserable. Is the life of my majestic six-star realm beast going to be ruined just because of a pair of shoes?"

As the seven peak masters continued to add magic power, the star halo that trapped Xu Yang and Scorpion became smaller and smaller. The star halo is as solid as metal, and looks like a powerful star artifact.

Xu Yang stretched his arms forcefully, his body shaking from side to side, trying to break away from the oppression of the star halo, but he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Click click click.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the Purple Gold Scorpion's skin, and he sighed in his heart: "It's over, it's completely over. The opportunity is fleeting, and even if I want to escape now, I'm afraid I won't be able to break free from the imprisonment of this star prison technique."

Xu Yang, who was imprisoned by the power of the spell, became more and more angry, and the Yuanmo blood in his body became more and more boiling.

He suddenly covered his head with his hands.

"Ah——" He looked up to the sky and roared.

An incredible amount of Yuan Demon's power surged out of Xu Yang's body, and the blood on his body was directly exploded by the violent surge of Yuan Demon's power.

Tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk.

Lines of purple blood spurted out from the surface of Xu Yang's body.

The strange thing is that these purple blood lines seem to be alive

The fate circled around Xu Yang's body and connected into a ring formation in a blink of an eye.

Puff puff puff, puff puff puff.

The purple blood ring suddenly burned, revealing a circle of bright purple flames. In the purple flame formation, clusters of the most primitive magic patterns can be seen jumping around with the naked eye, and there is a sound similar to the roar of ancient monsters in the fire.

When Xu Yang removed his hands from his head, a sharp purple magic horn appeared in the middle of his forehead, and more tiny purple scales appeared on the sides of his cheeks.

Further Warcraft transformation.

The ring of flames formed by the burning purple demonic blood around Xu Yang's body formed a powerful defensive barrier, and conflicted with the halo of stars outside that had been oppressing Xu Yang.

The two collided, and the purple and white electric arcs became entangled, stimulating the sound of rolling thunder, overflowing with powerful force and tearing open black cracks in the void.

For a moment, the "Seven Stars Falling God" technique controlled by the seven peak masters of the Yudao Sect was actually blocked by the purple-blood flame ring array on Xu Yang's body.

When Lan Xingjun saw this, his face became a little ugly, and he said through the voice: "Xu Yang has indeed become further demonized. The power of his rampant Yuan Demon actually used the blood sacrifice technique to conjure a powerful Yuan Demon barrier to resist our technique. "

Baili Qing, the master of Purple Feather Peak, said worriedly: "If this continues, Xu Yang may completely turn into a monster."

Lu Qian, the master of Qingyu Peak, was a little at a loss and said, "What should we do next?"

Dong Hongyan, the leader of Huang Yufeng Peak, said with some disappointment: "We have tried our best, but it seems we still can't stop Xu Yang from continuing his magical transformation."

Ji Wuhen, the leader of Black Feather Peak, regretted: "Xu Yang's physical performance is a miracle. With his current cultivation level, he can actually withstand such a degree of demonic transformation in his body. Anyone else would have exploded and died. ”

Chiyang Jun, the leader of the Red Feather Peak, said in surprise: "This Xu Yang is indeed not simple. It reminds me of the war between humans and demons a thousand years ago. The enchantment technique he used that was inspired by the sacrifice of demon blood was something that humans used thousands of years ago. During the Demon War, the Demon Lord of the Western Region had used it before, but Xu Yang used it passively this time, which was slightly insufficient. "

Qionghua Jun, the master of Baiyu Peak, said unwillingly: "We must still have a way to stop Xu Yang."

Lan Xingjun said decisively: "Xu Yang has reached his limit now. As long as we work harder, as time goes by, his foundation will be unstable and the magic blood technique will collapse. The final result will be difficult to predict. If Xu Yang is destined to have a chance, but if we stop here, Xu Yang will only end up exploding."

The seven peak masters had a brief exchange and decided to continue to use the power of the formation to forcibly suppress Xu Yang's rampage.

Led by Lan Xingjun, the seven peak masters used all their magic power to pour into the "Seven Stars Falling God" technique.

The halo of stars surrounding Xu Yang became brighter and more solid, like a huge jade ring. The star patterns on the surface showed the appearance of seven stars moving around.

Xu Yang, who transformed into a monster, continued to use the art of blood sacrifice to conjure up a barrier of Yuanmo flame halo to fight.

For a time, the offense and defense were in a stalemate.

The Purple Gold Demon Scorpion under Xu Yang's seat was trembling all over and praying in his heart: "Great Demon King Xu Yang, you must resist. If you let down, your and my bodies will be crushed directly by this star halo."

At this moment, lines of blood kept flowing out of Xu Yang's body, almost going crazy.

In Xu Yang's body, the three-color magic whirlpool rotated rapidly, like an excited fountain, constantly spraying out the purple demonic power.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Ghost Spiritual Veins, Buddha Spiritual Veins, Daoguo Spiritual Veins and Haoran Heavenly Veins all running in Xu Yang's body, the roaring power of the Yuan Demon would have torn his meridians to pieces.

After all, Xu Yang’s martial arts is at the peak of the Demonic Whirlpool Realm right now.

, not even reaching the Yuanhun realm.

At this time, the Zifu space in Xu Yang's body had become as hot as magma.

In the center of the Zifu space, a red-shelled egg steamed out from its surface, and the red eggshell became almost transparent in the heat flow. The body of A'Zhu is sleeping inside, without any clothes on his body. His curled up jade body looks like young leaves in early spring, and the sweat drops covering the surface of his body are morning dew.

"Hot...hot..." A'Zhu's call in his sleep was the instinct to survive. Xu Yang couldn't hear it at this moment.

The demon dragon Ming Lin, who turned into a small ball of black scales, jumped on the spot vigorously, sweating out every time he jumped. Without the permission of Xu Yang's divine consciousness, it was the suppression of Yuan Demon's power that prevented Ming Lin from transforming into the form of a demonic dragon.

"Master Xu Yang, it's so hot here, let me go out and cool down." Xu Yang couldn't hear Ming Lin's cry for help.

The ghost-baby-like Chakravartin lay there, softened into a ball of mud, with its mouth wide open and its long tongue sticking out like a feverish pet dog.

The dolphin-like blue water flame spirit is like a fish out of water. It has no strength, rolls its eyes, and occasionally spits out a water-blue bubble from its mouth.

Although the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit is the most heat-resistant, this heat is the heat suppressed by the power of the Yuan Demon. The golden ball it turned into was no longer transparent, and the three-legged golden crow could not even be seen, and the original Sanskrit characters on the surface were not so clear.

No matter the internal or external performance, Xu Yang's body has reached its limit. Maybe just a few more breaths will lead to an explosion.

"Woo--Woo--"

Xu Yang let out inhuman and animal-like wails, and there were even tears flashing in his purple eyes.

Wronged!

But don't give in!

pain!

But don’t admit defeat!

Not a demon, not a monster, but a human being.

He instinctively knew that he had reached his limit, but he was unwilling to be suppressed by the formation or restricted by others.

It is an instinctive desire to survive.

Resist because of pain.

Because of imprisonment, we fight.

...

The two sides are in a stalemate!

Another dozen breaths passed. This was longer than Lan Xingjun expected. He didn't expect Xu Yang to be able to resist for such a long time.

The seven peak masters of Yudao Sect, including Lan Xingjun, used the power of the seven stars outside the territory to perform the "Seven Stars Falling God" technique. The burden was quite huge, and several people reached their limit.

The Seven Stars Falling God Technique inspired the halo of stars that imprisoned Xu Yang like a shackle, but it became a little unstable at this moment. The halo of stars was shaking, with tiny cracks appearing on the surface.

Lan Xingjun reminded loudly: "Don't give up, everyone. If you persist for a few more breaths, Xu Yang's Yuan Demon Skill will definitely collapse."

After hearing Lord Lanxing's order, the other peak masters did not dare to relax.

Their eyes looking at Xu Yang were full of complicated emotions.

He was both afraid of the powerful Yuan Demon power shown by Xu Yang at this moment, and also sympathized with the terrible ending of Xu Yang's impending explosion and death.

Qiong Huajun, the master of Baiyu Peak, who was standing in Tianxuan's position, his eyes full of sympathy, murmured in his heart: "Xu Yang, you are my Tu Yaojun's confidant, and you also have a share of Lu Qingyun's inheritance. You Although there is no direct interaction between us, I believe that you are a good person, and it was never your intention to fall into the devil's path. I will help you this time. Whether you can survive or not depends on your own luck. "

Thinking in his mind, Qiong Huajun deliberately bit off the tip of his tongue.