Shamanism kills the god

so close!

Mu Feng quickly bandaged the wound, and it was only at this moment that he finally breathed a sigh of relief. .|

Compared with the heyday, the ghost of the demon god who escaped from the predicament is greatly reduced in strength, but his cultivation is still unfathomable. Even the sword slave in the real world is no match for him.Fortunately, at the critical moment, the ancient altar was finally restarted and his power was sealed. This is a blessing in misfortune.Otherwise, I am afraid that the two of them have already been buried at the bottom of the cave.

call……

A cool wind blows across the wasteland.

The thick devilish energy that originally permeated the air quickly dissipated, sensing the terrible seal deep underground, the demon wandering in the wilderness left in a panic, never daring to look back.

After the ancient altar was put into operation again, the danger of Vale, the former forbidden area, was greatly reduced.Even, because the Heavenly Demon clan is far away, it has become a rare piece of pure land in the Heavenly Demon battlefield!

"Master, are you alright?"

Jian Nu sat down on the ground and rested for a while, then stood up slowly, with wisps of black smoke emitting from his body from time to time.

This is all the magic energy that has penetrated into the internal organs, and the luck force is slowly forced out bit by bit.

It seemed that although he was in better spirits, his complexion was still black and his whole body looked weak.Obviously, this time the fierce battle with the ghost of the demon god caused serious injuries.The latter's natal demon energy has penetrated into his internal organs and bone marrow.It is not a short-term thing to want to completely heal.

"I'm fine, I just lost a lot of blood and I'm a little tired, just rest for a while!" Mu Feng put away the heavy demon thorn, walked to the sword slave, and bowed respectfully, "My lord, thank you for your help. If it wasn't for you this time, our entire group would probably be wiped out..|If you need help in the future, please just ask!"

"Young Master Mu, in front of outsiders, you should just call me Sword Slave! It's getting late, let's go, it's time for us to leave here!"

Seeing Mu Feng with a grateful and sincere expression, Jian Nu's eyes were a bit complicated.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after a moment of hesitation, he closed his mouth again.With a deep sigh, he was about to leave first.The moment he was about to turn around, suddenly, his expression changed, he pointed at Mu Feng's back and was speechless, seeing a terrifying scene out of the corner of his eye.

Turning around in the direction of his finger, Mu Feng couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

On a dark stone wall not far away, a drop of inconspicuous blood swelled rapidly.The blood flowed, constantly changing its shape, exuding an increasingly intense wave of power.

Sometimes it turns into a ferocious sky demon, sometimes it turns into a ferocious bone claw..., the changes are getting faster and faster, and the breath is getting stronger and stronger.In the end, it turned into the appearance of Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, with blood spurting out, lifelike, as if it was about to jump out of the stone wall.

Bloody rebirth?

Mu Feng and Jian Nu's hearts were shaken, and Qi Qi was taken aback.

The demon ghost Xue Wuying is amazingly powerful, and his cultivation base is unpredictable; but who would have thought that after being blown to pieces, he could be resurrected on the spot?

Roar……

An invisible roar exploded directly in the minds of the two of them, and the terrifying ghost Xue Wuying poked out half of its head from the hard stone wall.Seeing the wind, his body swelled up, and he quickly extracted the remaining magic energy and spiritual power within a hundred miles, and the magic flame rose sharply.On the vast wasteland, a gust of dark wind passed by, and there seemed to be signs of demonic energy gathering in the air.

"What's going on, could it be that the ghost of the demon god is still alive?"

"No, it must be that Mu Feng and the others failed in their actions, and they can't suppress it. The ghost of the demon god is going to counterattack!"

……

On the wasteland, the expressions of all the people who hadn't had time to be happy changed drastically, and they cried out in surprise.No matter Jian Wushang, the genius Lu Xuanfeng, or the middle-aged Situ Han headed by the Situ Clan, all of them had solemn expressions.

"Master, be careful, go, go!"

The sword slave with outstanding strength was the first to react, without hesitation, he pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist, and stabbed fiercely.Trying to kill the demon ghost Xue Wuying with a single sword before he is completely resurrected!

Ding……

Although he was seriously injured, Jian Nu's speed was still not to be underestimated, and his attacks were fierce.

Unfortunately, the moment the sharp long sword was about to pierce through the eyebrows of the ghost of the demon god, it was forcibly grabbed by the latter.With a strong pull, the gleaming long sword did not move at all, and was firmly held in his hand.

Even if the soul is scattered and there is only the last drop of blood left, the demon god ghost Xue Wuying can be resurrected from the dead.

Rebirth from blood, based on blood, this is his most powerful innate supernatural power; it is also the reason why he traveled across the world in ancient times, and was known as the ancestor of the blood sea, which made people change their faces.

However, every time you are reborn, your strength will be discounted, and you will need to plunder a lot of blood to gradually recover.Although he grabbed the sword slave's long sword, he was unable to fight back for a while, and the body that was about to pounce was visibly stunned.He raised his head again and let out a furious roar, and only after rousing the original power in his body did he completely rush out from the stone wall.

With a whoosh, the blood-red bone claws pressed onto Jian Nu's skull, trying to tear his head apart!Seriously injured and extremely weak, Jian Nu had no time to dodge for a while.

"The Map of Mountains and Rivers, come out for me!"

Seeing that Sword Slave was about to be killed, Mu Feng was startled and angry, and violently pumped the blood of the ancestral witch in his body, sacrificing the map of the mountains, rivers and land that flowed in blue light.

The small calligraphy and painting rapidly expanded in the air.The eighteen peaks transformed into the Eighteen Blood Witch Orders shifted their shapes and positions under the control of He Liushuang, the spirit of Qi, rumbled, and erupted with an unparalleled invisible force.In an instant, sand and rocks were flying in the cave, and the wind was strong.Before the ghost of the demon god could attack him, he rolled him over with a whistling sound.

The Swallowing Word Jue of the Great Formation of Yin and Wind, Swallowing Mountains and Rivers with Qi!

With all its strength, even the spar giant dragon was involved, and one can imagine how violent the invisible pulling force is!

Unprepared, Xue Wuying, the astonishing demon ghost, was no exception, and was immediately swept into the world of the painting, leaving only one head exposed.

Although he was reborn from blood, his strength also declined to the lowest point, not much better than the seriously injured sword slave.It happened so suddenly that there was no time to react, and it was too late to struggle when most of the body was swept into the painting world!Following He Liushuang's several spells, the eighteen peaks rumbled, completely engulfing him.

"The Map of Mountains and Rivers, No..."

The ghost of the demon god Xue Wuying let out a scream, desperately pumping out the original devil energy in his body.Unfortunately, it was already too late, only the shrill voice echoed in the cave.

He Liushuang, the flying weapon spirit in white clothes, landed on the gazebo on the highest floor of the library hall, and with a soft drink, the eighteen peaks shifted their shapes and positions, changing from the formula of swallowing characters to the formula of suppressing characters, mobilizing the underground crystal veins The power to suppress him.There was a flash of blue light, and the world in the painting sank suddenly, and the pressure doubled, suppressing the supernatural ghost of the demon god under the highest main peak.