Shamanism kills the god

Roar……

The demon ghost Xue Wuying roared loudly, roaring again and again. .|

Even though he was crushed under the mountain, he still struggled hard without giving up. Every struggle shook the ground, as if the huge main peak was about to collapse.Terrible demonic energy oozes from the ground, and the vegetation on the mountain quickly withers and decays.Slowly, the demonic energy became stronger and stronger, the shaking of the mountain peak became more and more intense, and the strong wind showed signs of being unable to suppress it.

He Liushuang, the weapon spirit who was flying to the highest place in the library hall, kept playing a series of formulas, exerting the power of the Eighteenth Blood Witch Order to the extreme.It's a pity that he still couldn't completely suppress it, and there were beads of bean-sized sweat on his forehead.

"This is not the real map of the mountains and rivers, it's just a fake, don't try to suppress me Xuewuying. The blood demon changes, thousands of explosions, explode, explode, explode..."

Xue Wuying roared loudly, crazily agitating the original power in his body.

I saw that the demon energy that penetrated into the air quickly condensed into groups, turning into blood-red sky demons.Then, Qi Qi exploded with a bang, setting off a violent shock wave.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the earth shook.The eighteen mountain peaks transformed into eighteen blood witch orders shook violently, and there were faint signs of complete collapse and reverting to eighteen flags.He Liushuang, who was a weapon spirit, suffered a terrible backlash in an instant, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Blood Demon Transformation, Thousand Heavy Explosions!

At the juncture of life and death, Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, went completely crazy.

As an ancient demon god, he was sealed for hundreds of millions of years after being beheaded by the ancient great sages.With great difficulty, he was reborn with the help of a drop of blood, re-condensed and formed under the gestation of Vale's magic energy, and gradually recovered part of his strength.How could he be willing to be suppressed again once he got out of trouble?

Being sealed and sealed by the ancient great sages together, he was still convinced; but being sealed and suppressed by Mu Feng, a small elite cultivator, as a former demon god, how could he be reconciled?

bang...

With the struggle of the demon ghost Xue Wuying, the shaking of the eighteen peaks became more and more intense, and the light of the whole picture of the mountains and rivers became dim, and even rippled like water waves, as if he was about to escape from the trap in the next moment. .|

What a terrifying monster, I can't suppress it!

Mu Feng's pupils constricted, and he grasped the void with his big hand, and grabbed the map of mountains, rivers and society floating in the air in his hand.Drumming the essence and blood of the ancestral witch in the body, spewing out a mouthful of natal blood with a puff, the spiritual power in the body flooded onto the map of the mountains and rivers, forcibly suppressing the ghost of the demon god who was desperately struggling.

At this point, he is already dead, and he cannot be allowed to back down!

Either forcibly suppress and imprison Xue Wuying, the ghost of the unfathomable demon god, in the painting world; or he will escape from the trap and fight back frantically!At that time, not only the magic weapon of Shanhe Sheji Tu will be destroyed, and all previous efforts will be wasted, even myself, He Liushuang and the seriously injured sword slave will all be killed by him, and none of them will survive!

After absorbing Mu Feng's natal blood energy and huge spiritual power, the landscape of Shanhe Sheji circulated with blue light, and the power of the Yinfeng Formation increased greatly, suppressing the ghost blood of the demon god under the main peak.But the next moment, with the explosion of a large number of Gorefiends, it shook even more violently.In the painting world, there was a crackling sound, and shocking cracks appeared on the ground. It seemed that the entire world in the painting was about to collapse, and the space was shattered.

"Hahaha, boy, you are trying to suppress me with your strength. It is absolutely impossible. Explode, explode, and tear up the entire map of the mountains and rivers!"

Sensing the weakening of the sealing power, Xue Wuying laughed loudly, seeing the hope of getting out of trouble.In one go, a more violent counterattack was set off. After a thunderous explosion, the main peak that was pressing on him began to tilt down.The red light flickered, and the phantom of a flag emerged.

No, the Yinfeng Dazheng is about to collapse!

Looking at the main peak that was tilting more and more, He Liushuang, who is a weapon spirit, turned pale with fright, gritted his teeth and pumped up the strength in his body, hoping to withstand the terrifying attack of the demon ghost.It's a pity that during the period of practicing Lingxiujue, although his strength has improved greatly, from a fierce ghost to a real spirit body, Daoxing is still too weak compared to Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, and he can't suppress it at all. .

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Feng recklessly spewed out his life energy again, but unfortunately, it was of no avail.

hum...

Seeing that the earth was about to collapse, Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, escaped from the trap, and the majestic library hall suddenly burst into golden light.The main peak, which was about to fall to the ground, suddenly sank and stood up again, pressing the blood that caused the trouble to the ground firmly.

In the great hall, the statues of the ancient sages were shining with golden light and awe-inspiring, as if they were all resurrected at this moment.In the air, there were bursts of voices of the ancient sages enlightening the world, getting louder and louder.

At the critical moment, the will of the ancient great sages who were blessed in the map of Shanhe Sheji doubled the power of the Yinfeng Formation and defeated the last hope of Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god.Under the loud and clear singing, the whole world in the painting is filled with a faint breath of destiny, accompanied by a sacred power.As if at this moment, the map of Shanhe Sheji turned into an ancient altar deep underground, with boundless power!

"Oh no……"

The shrill voice of the ghost of the demon god Xue Wuying vibrated back and forth in the painting world, and slowly, without a sound, it was completely imprisoned.The statues of the ancient sages in the great hall quickly returned to their original state.

"Now, it's finally safe!"

After a long time, after confirming that Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, was no longer able to struggle, Mu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.With a flash of blue light, the map of Shanhe Sheji in his hand disappeared into his body.After relaxing, his feet softened, and he almost lost his standing, and fell to the ground.

Restoring the ancient seal, severely injuring the ghost of the demon god, and then forcibly sealing him up, all of this almost exhausted all his strength, and the lamp was exhausted.After losing a lot of natal qi and blood, his face was pale and his body was stained with blood. He didn't look much better than the seriously injured sword slave.

"This ghost of the demon god was absolutely extraordinary in his lifetime. Fortunately, he has finally been suppressed!"

Jian Nu also had lingering fears in his heart, and looked at Mu Feng with a hint of appreciation and admiration.

With the strength in the late elite stage, he forcibly sealed such a terrifying ghost of the demon god. Mu Feng's move is probably unprecedented!If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I couldn't believe it.

"Let's go, get out of here!"

Mu Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead, he didn't dare to stay in the dark cave any longer, lest there would be another accident due to long nights and many dreams.One in front and one behind with the sword slave, they left quickly.Although the terrifying ghost of the demon god has been suppressed, the haze in his heart still lingers, and he never forgets the threat of another figure.

Cut off the knife!

After he was found on the outskirts of the Vale, until now, no trace of him has been found.But there is one thing, Mu Feng can be sure that this cold-blooded killer is not dead, maybe he is lurking in a corner quietly brewing a terrible fatal blow, the longer he stays in the dark cave, the more dangerous it will be!

Maybe it was because of the impact of the ancient altar, or maybe it was the previous fight between the two of them that shook the structure of the cave; the two of them didn't go far, and a large piece of sand began to fall from the top of their heads, and the entire ancient cave began to collapse. .