Help!My goddess is sick

The third elder was suspended in mid-air, absorbing all the strength into his body, and soon his face turned red.

"Third brother! What are you doing?!" The second elder yelled in horror, looking at the third elder's gradually expanding body, he felt a little dazed.

"He...he probably wants to die with the devil." The suzerain looked into the eyes of the third elder and understood what he meant.

"What?" The Great Elder looked in disbelief at the Third Elder, who usually had no sense of existence.

"Everyone, this battle will not end so easily. There will always be sacrifices. It's just a matter of time."

The third elder looked at the crowd calmly, his eyes were full of indifference, and all the suzerains and elders changed their expressions slightly when they heard the words.

In fact, why don't they know this?Even if the South Sea Aquarium came to help, they would not win so easily. After all, the number and strength of the demons were far above them.

Sooner or later, someone will choose to blow himself up to open a way for others to survive.

Everyone tacitly understood that no one had pierced this layer of window paper, but they didn't expect that the third elder would tear it open first.

He looked at the plants and trees of Chasing Yunzong with nostalgia, endured the constant shock and squeeze in his body and said: "I am an orphan, and I was brought back from the heavy snow by Master, so he named me Ningxoping. I grew up in the Chasing Cloud Sect and cultivated here, this is my home, everyone here is my relatives, I am not good at expressing, so for a long time everyone thinks that I am not close, but in fact..."

When he said this, seeing the suzerain's red eyes, he couldn't help but choked up: "Actually, I have always valued everyone very much. Today's catastrophe cannot be avoided no matter what. In this case, I will make a final contribution to everyone. Bar."

As he said that, the spiritual power had stretched his body to a great extent, cracks appeared on his face, and he looked very terrifying. He turned around and rushed towards the devil: "Evil can never prevail, and you should never think about it." Invade the land of the human race!"

Seeing the bad situation, the Demon King wanted to get out and leave quickly, but he was fighting with the people of the Shui tribe, and he was at a loss for both sides.

After weighing it, he didn't dodge, he gritted his teeth and endured the blow.

"boom--"

"Demon King!"

After a loud noise, everyone in the square had tinnitus for a moment, and their minds were buzzing. They couldn't hear anything, and there was nothing but blankness.

Lan Jiu watched helplessly as the third elder hugged the demon king tightly for an instant, and his whole body exploded into a rain of blood, and the demon king also turned into black mist and dispersed.

"clatter--"

A drop of something wet fell on her face, and she raised her hand to wipe it, and it was a drop of blood.

Lan Jiu's fingers trembled slightly, "Is this dead?"

"The devil is dead?"

"Hahahahaha—the devil king is dead! We won!"

I don't know who yelled first, the whole square erupted, and everyone who survived the catastrophe cheered happily.

Lan Jiu watched them running and embracing excitedly, but she couldn't feel at ease at all. She always felt that it was not that simple.

The devil is so powerful, so he died so easily?
Lan Jiu always felt uneasy.

But the dark clouds above the head gradually dispersed, could it be that he really died.

She jumped to Zhuyi's side, and Zhuyi's expression was not relaxed, "What do you think?" Lan Jiu asked softly.

Zhu Yi shook her head: "I don't think the Demon King is necessarily dead, there may be someone behind him."

Lan Jiu looked slightly relaxed, "Well, we thought about going together, he..."

"what is that?!"

Before finishing speaking, there was a sudden exclamation from below, Lan Jiu and Zhu Yi looked at it immediately, and saw strands of black air suddenly emerging from the dead people, converging towards the middle, and quickly condensed into a human form.

Lan Jiu was startled: "As expected——"

Soon the black air turned into the appearance of a demon king again. He moved his head and laughed loudly: "Do you think this is over?"

"How did this happen? Why isn't he dead yet? So much spiritual power exploded together, and it didn't affect him at all?"

The disciples collapsed a little. Even such a powerful force could not kill him, what else could they do?
Lan Jiu also wanted to ask this question, the current situation is really unfavorable to them, the disciples are exhausted, only the Shui clan is still able to fight, but the demon clan seems to be endless, what should we do?
Her eyes fell on the constantly rotating vortex, and she suddenly paused, all the magic soldiers came out from here, if the vortex was sealed, would they not be able to come out again?
As long as the number of demons is controlled, they still have a chance to win.

"Crack, creak—"

"What's the sound?" There was a scalp-numbing rubbing sound, and Lan Jiu looked down suspiciously, and saw the corpses of the disciples and elders who died just now were rapidly decomposing, exposing the bones inside, and it was these bones that made the sound. Stand up!

The Demon King jumped up and stood in mid-air, his eyes flashed red, and the skull of the bone frame underneath also lit up a little red.

"He's manipulating these skeletons." Zhu Yi's expression could no longer be described as ugly. This kind of behavior of the Demon King clearly does not want these people to enter reincarnation, and they will not live in peace even if they die!

"Mountain of Corpses and Sea of ​​Blood Formation—start!"

The Demon King shouted loudly, and the Demon General and Demon Soldiers quickly surrounded them and stood in various positions according to a special arrangement.

"Stop them! Don't let them form a formation!"

Wei Hongyi snarled, and immediately stabbed at the demon king with his sword. Zhu Wanqing was beside her to help her. The master and apprentice tried their best to stop the demon king, but the demon king did not retreat but advanced. With a wave of his hands, the overbearing and powerful magic power turned into two huge His palm prints slapped towards the two of them. ,

"puff--"

Wei Hongyi and Zhu Wanqing flew upside down. Zhu Wanqing was low in cultivation and was injured a little more seriously. He couldn't get up after falling on the ground.

Wei Hongyi knelt down on one knee, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and he was almost unable to hold on.

"How did he become stronger?"

The Great Elder looked in shock at the demon king whose aura was soaring, and the suzerain thought deeply: "It should be because he has absorbed the power of the resentful spirit. Now he is not only a demon king, but also a half ghost."

"How can this be good?"

All the monks who could still move gathered around them, looking at the Demon King with fear.

"Hahahahahaha, if you surrender now and join this king, I will still spare you from dying, otherwise—these skeleton soldiers will be your fate!"

As he said that, he waved his hand, and the bone frame rushed over immediately.

Everyone held up their swords to block, but after chopping down the bones, they would gather together and continue to attack. They would not suffer pain, die, or be exhausted.

The suzerain gritted his teeth, bit his middle finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, drew a talisman in the air, and forced himself to elevate his realm.