Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 922 Demon King
"No matter how strong your secret technique is, no matter how ruthless your methods are, you still need to hit the target. If you can't hit someone, everything is useless."

Thousands of feet away, Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I admit that I have underestimated you. Your strength is stronger than that of the god son of our clan."

The High Priest of the Sea Clan said with a gloomy face.

"Everyone is dead, so there is no need to mention him. Besides, I have something else to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"The sea god of your sea clan is dead."

"impossible!"

"Haha, in front of powerful immortals, what is a little sea god? Not to mention that he is not a real god, even if he is, it is difficult to compete with Wangyou immortal who has comprehended the laws of space and time."

"What, Immortal Wangyou killed our Sea God!?"

Just when the high priest of the Hai Clan was shaking, Yang Xuan shouted to Song Chengde and the others: "You guys have adjusted your breathing for so long, and your injuries have almost stabilized. It's time to act."

"Let's do it together and kill this person."

Song Chengde took the lead in launching an attack, offering an ancient tripod, and threw it down on the High Priest of the Hai Clan.

"Brother Cheng De actually brought the Shanhe Cauldron!"

Gao Hailin recognized the giant cauldron and knew that it was Shenzong's subjugated divine cauldron, and he would never move it rashly unless the sect was destroyed.

"boom!"

The reason why the Shanhe Ding is called the Shanhe Ding means that it can stabilize the mountains and rivers. Once the Ding is released, it will be hundreds of feet in size. With the boundless situation of the mountains and rivers, it will suppress and kill the high priest of the Hai Clan.

"kill!"

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Wang Mingming and Zhuang Hexian were not idle, and each took the initiative to use ultimate moves to deal a fatal blow to the High Priest of the Hai Clan.

"A bunch of scumbags!"

The High Priest of the Hai Clan was furious. This was a battle of wheels, and he had no time to catch his breath. He could only raise his bronze scepter to resist the power of Shanhe Ding.

It's a pity that, being in the circle of reincarnation, his strength was greatly reduced. In addition, he was punched by Yang Xuan and suffered some injuries, so he could barely display [-]% of his strength.

With [-]% strength, how can he defeat Song Chengde, Wang Mingming, and Zhuang Hexian's joint attack?
As soon as his bronze scepter came into contact with Shanhe Cauldron, his whole body bowed down, his flesh and blood continued to crack, and blood spattered.

And Wang Mingming and Zhuang Hexian's spiritual mystic arts submerged into his body, which made his soul tremble and his seven orifices bleed.

"Gao Hailin, what are you still doing?"

Seeing that the High Priest of the Sea Clan could die at any moment, no matter how difficult he was, Zhuang Hexian couldn't help but yelled at Gao Hailin.

"Boom hammer!"

Gao Hailin didn't even think about it, and took out a purple gold hammer, which was an artifact of their Qi Tianzong, and with his own strength, it was enough to razed a huge mountain to the ground.

"Go to hell!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Gao Hailin held the Thundering Hammer in his hand, urged all his strength, and swung the hammer on the Shanhe Ding.

The Shanhe Cauldron is a top-grade artifact, but the Thunderbolt Hammer is no more than a mid-grade artifact, so naturally it can't hurt the Shanhe Cauldron. Gao Hailin's actions are nothing more than adding strength to the Shanhe Cauldron and making the High Priest of the Hai Clan hurt even more.

"when!"

There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and the Shanhe Ding sank, and the High Priest of the Hai Clan suffered another severe setback immediately, vomiting blood profusely.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan said to the purgatory boy: "I'm afraid something will change later, give him a quick ride."

"no problem!"

The Purgatory Boy's sword merged into one, like a black electric light, passing by the High Priest of the Sea Clan.

puff!
A huge head flew down, and the High Priest of the Sea Clan died, and was cut off by the lightning-fast sword of the Purgatory Boy.

"Destroy!"

Yang Xuan followed closely behind, sending out a wave of true sun fire that was as majestic as the sea, burning the head and body of the High Priest of the Sea Clan into ashes, without giving him any chance of resurrection.

"died!"

The crowd was shocked beyond measure. This result was something they had never imagined. Who would have imagined that the High Priest of the Sea Clan would die so terribly in the end.

"The high priest... has fallen!"

Many Hai people were devastated and their morale was low.

For them, before the Sea God came out, the High Priest of the Sea Clan was their heaven and their land.

But now, the sky has collapsed, the earth has split open, and there is no place for them in the world anymore.

"Kill, leave none!"

With an indifferent expression on his face, Yang Xuan directly activated the Great Killing Technique and Great Void Technique, hunting and killing the Hai Clan people like a god of killing.

"Heck, I can eat my fill now."

The Butterfly Emperor smiled coquettishly, and transformed into a huge butterfly. Wherever his figure passed, there were many bones and screams.

"Everyone kill together!"

One by one, the people who came out of the secret territory of time and space beat the dogs in the water and attacked a large number of sea people.

For a time, the depths of the boundless sea were full of murderous intent, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the battle was almost one-sided. All the sea people fled like headless chickens because they lost their backbone.

"Boom boom boom!"

Amid the deafening noises, Yang Xuan appeared and disappeared from time to time, striking out with his fists and kicks, killing all directions, and the speed of killing was faster than anyone else.

In the face of absolute strength, all resistance is futile, and no one from the Hai tribe is his single-handed enemy.

"If there is no such son, the high priest will not die, so I will fight with him."

More than a dozen Four-Armed Sea Clan members roared loudly and surrounded Yang Xuan.

"The mantis arm stops the car!"

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, swept away thousands of troops with one kick, and the surrounding area was filled with flesh and blood. One of his feet was like a mountain, with strong and domineering strength. With one kick, the bodies of more than a dozen four-armed sea people were exploded. The blood instantly dyed a large area of ​​sea water red.

"Haha, happy!"

Yang Xuan looked up to the sky with a long smile, and fought hard to kill the enemy, sweeping all directions, every time he came to a place, there would be a bloody storm in that place.

"Buzz!"

In the sky, the huge bloody killing words became more and more dazzling, making the world scarlet.

Song Chengde and the others saw all this in their eyes, and their eyelids twitched wildly.

As people of the older generation who have been cultivating for a long time, they all saw that it is not easy to kill bloody characters, and they also found that the more people they killed, the more powerful Yang Xuan's fighting power became.

"All die!"

At this moment, Yang Xuan let out a cold shout, and the murderous intent turned into a violent sound wave that spread like a flood, attacking hundreds of thousands of Hai Clan people indiscriminately.

Puff puff……

The sound wave swept away, and the corpses were connected into one piece, an extremely tragic scene.

"It's too scary, this kid is completely a devil!"

In the distance, some people who were fighting with the Hai people were all frightened by Yang Xuan's killing speed.

How cruel is it for a young man to shuttle back and forth among the crowds of Hai Clan people and start a killing spree.

Everyone can finally be sure that the God Son of the Sea Clan was killed by Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan's strength is much higher than theirs, and it is incomparable.

(End of this chapter)