A mob of clones

Chapter 797 Demon God: Who are you? Tell me your name.

"boom--"

The huge handprint covered an area of ​​a hundred feet around.

When the underground demons found that the environment suddenly darkened, everything was already too late.

A huge handprint suddenly fell from the sky, instantly smashing a large group of underground demons into meat paste.

A huge force pushed a large amount of corpses and soil toward the sky. The horrifying scene frightened the two most powerful men present, a Shura and Wang Molin, the Little Heavenly Wolf Immortal, both cultivators who were comparable to the realm of magical powers. They were stunned and could not react to what was happening.

Although the attacked party failed to react, Fang Qingxue next to Yongsheng Wu He did.

Fang Qingxue’s idea was also to take direct action.

But she looked at Eternal Wu He with a little surprise, as if she didn't expect him to be so bold. You know, this is the altar of the Demon God, the place where the strong people in the Secret Realm of Immortality retain their power.

If one thing goes wrong, it may really lead to the secret realm of immortality, where strong people may take action from thousands of miles away.

She came here with sufficient preparation and was confident that she would be able to escape even if a strong man attacked her.

And the Eternal Wu He only joined in the middle, but he acted so decisively. How confident was he in his own strength to be able to make such a decisive move?

There were some waves of fear in her heart, but Fang Qingxue did not hesitate at all. Almost at the moment when the aftermath of Wu He's move was dissipating, she also took a step forward.

He just flicked his hand lightly, and purple electric currents instantly surrounded him.

Thunder roared, and the Yin-Yang Purple Lightning Snake beside him let out a long sharp cry, and in a breath it drew a long purple corridor over several miles.

The purple thunder twisted and turned, passing by countless hideous-looking Yakshas.

Without even a scream, the scorching heat and the terrifying energy torrent burned the sturdy Yakshas, ​​whose bodies were tougher than steel, into charcoal.

Even the flying yakshas flying in the sky were not spared. They fell to the ground like raindrops, making a sharp roar.

The strong sound, light, electric current, thunderbolt, and unparalleled momentum shook all the demon armies on the spot. Even the many figures on the "Demon God Altar" dozens of miles away could be seen clearly.

It was not until a moment later that the altar reacted autonomously, flashing a dazzling golden light that illuminated the three people dozens of kilometers away. Only then could they see clearly what was going on.

Among them, Wang Molin, the young master of Tianlang, who was standing in the center of the altar and was protected by the power of the altar and was not affected by the terrifying power just now, became furious when he saw Fang Qingxue who was illuminated.

There are not many major forces in the Xuanhuang World, but the major sects and disciples of the major sects can basically know each other.

Wang Molin, the Little Heavenly Wolf Master, didn't recognize the two people beside Fang Qingxue, so he naturally ignored them. He blamed all the previous noise on Fang Qingxue and shouted:

"Fang Qingxue! How dare you come to the underground demon god altar alone? Who gave you such courage? Do you really think that you can destroy the demon god altar by yourself?"

Wang Molin, the Little Master of Heavenly Wolf, was filled with murderous aura, and there was also a person standing next to him, a little fox demon girl.

The other party, like Wang Molin, is also at the tenth level of the physical body, but both have rare treasures in their hands that are enough to rival the average cultivator in the secret realm with magical powers.

And on the altar of the demon god, there is also a strong man.

The strong man had a strangely handsome face and a hideous body. He was also a Shura, just like the one that Yongsheng Wu He had just killed.

However, the one that Yongsheng Wu He killed before had already cultivated supernatural powers, and this one was obviously much worse.

But there are three powerful men who can rival the secret realm of magical powers, plus the dense army of Yakshas and flying Yakshas around them.

There is also a demon god altar that contains the power of the demon god. All of this gives Wang Molin, the young master of Tianlang, great courage.

Even though he had just been killed by Fang Qingxue and had to flee not long ago, he still dared to face the opponent head-on when facing her again.

Looking at the figure in front of him who suddenly stood up from the Demon God altar, he shook the Seven Evils Gourd in his hand, and mobilized the power of the Demon God altar around it to flow into the gourd.

It came through the air with countless sharp wind sounds, and a smoke screen rolled out like a galloping horse on the grassland, rushing straight towards Wang Molin, the Little Wolf Master. Fang Qingxue couldn't help but frown, as she discovered that the opponent who had been seriously injured by her not long ago had actually recovered completely.

A pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at the altar, feeling the power it brought to Wang Molin.

Although this power is not as strong as her current one, it is also not comparable to that of ordinary disciples in the secret realm of magical powers. If this altar is truly built and all the disciples of the Demon Sect can use the power here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The conflict between the Yuhua Sect and the Demon God Sect is probably not something that can be resolved by just sending out a few random people in the physical realm.

When he thought of this, Fang Qingxue suddenly felt a strong desire to kill.

She pointed in the air, and suddenly electricity appeared in the void.

The young Taoist Tianlang, who was originally rushing forward like a gust of wind, was forced to pause for a moment by this move.

At this time, Fang Qingxue also sent a message to the two people beside her:

"Brother Fang Yuan, you need the corpse of the underground demon. Can I let you deal with Shura?"

Seeing Yongsheng Wu He nod, Fang Qingxue turned to look at Fang Han.

Feeling Fang Qingxue's gaze, Fang Han's heart suddenly tightened and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Is this woman trying to get me to fight the pure fox demon girl or the Yaksha army?"

"Of course, if that's all, then it's fine..."

Fang Han's eyes swept across the vast army of demons in front of him.

Although the pure fox demon girl has the combat power of the tenth level of her physical body, she may also have spiritual weapons or even treasures in her hands.

However, even though he was carrying the Yellow Springs Map, he was not necessarily afraid of the other party.

But he was really afraid that Fang Qingxue would let him deal with this army of demons alone.

There is such a large group of underground demons, and with the amount of saliva of these Yakshas, ​​they might really drown him with a mouthful of spit from each of them.

In a one-on-one situation, as long as you can break the defense, you have a chance of winning. But in a one-on-many situation, even if the enemy is just scratching you, you might be able to kill him.

After all, human physical strength is limited...

Just when Fang Han was feeling uneasy, he saw Fang Qingxue sighing helplessly and shaking her head.

Fang Han: “…”

"Why do you feel so angry for no apparent reason?"

Fang Qingxue: "Your current strength is insufficient and you still need experience. I originally wanted this group of Yaksha army to help you make the transformation between life and death."

"But since Brother Fang Yuan is here today and also needs the bodies of these underground demons, Fang Han, you should act according to the situation and try to hide in the back and not be too conspicuous."

"The situation this time may be more dangerous than I thought."

"With so many opportunities to grow, the most important thing is to stay alive."

Although Fang Han felt a little strangely unwilling to admit defeat after hearing this, he was still calm and prepared to nod in agreement.

But before Fang Han nodded, Yan's voice once again sounded hurriedly in his mind.

"Fang Han, don't rush to agree. Although this is dangerous, it may not be an opportunity."

"Of course, it's magic from the devil sect, plundering by force. Devouring souls to increase one's own power."

"I swallowed the Heavenly Chicken Pure Yang Rope, and now I can use some magic. I can perform the Yellow Spring Sect's Blood Transformation Technique, use the Yellow Spring Holy Water to wash away the spiritual impurities in it, and refine the souls of the creatures you killed into pure blood pills that are very nutritious."

"Every time you kill a Yaksha, I can absorb their blood and spirit, put them into the Yellow Spring River, and temper the bodies of the ten flying Yakshas, ​​allowing them to break out of their cocoons and become butterflies, and turn into Shuras!"

"The rest of the excess blood and flesh can also be refined into blood pills, which will become nutrients for your future growth."

"You can also use these blood pills to recover your injuries and physical strength and improve your body during the battle. In this way, you can also continuously improve your spirit and martial arts realm in the endless fighting."

"That's a good thing that kills two birds with one stone!"

Hearing this, Fang Han thought about it for a moment and immediately understood the pros and cons of the matter.

But when he raised his head again, Fang Qingxue's figure had turned into a flash of purple lightning and flew out, colliding with the surging wolf smoke.

The terrifying magic power spread out in all directions, and bolts of lightning transformed into long whips that slashed across the earth, tearing cracks into the ground.

It can be seen that even with the help of the altar and the power of the treasure, Wang Molin, the Little Heavenly Wolf Master, is still at an absolute disadvantage when facing Fang Qingxue's attack.

However, the treasure was a treasure that could only be made by a strong man at the seventh level of the Golden Core Realm. It did not collapse under Fang Qingxue's attack and could still hold on.

The prelude to the great war was raised, and the army of demons below suddenly let out a series of terrifying ghost howls.

The Flying Yaksha flapped its wings and flew up from the ground, roaring and tearing with a steel fork in its hand.

He risked his life to rush into the battle group to provide assistance to Little Master Tianlang.

However, even if their bodies were comparable to the tenth level of physical strength, they could not last too long under the burning of the purple lightning.

Without any other protection, they were chopped into charcoal in just seconds.

But they were still fearless in their attacks, and they kept coming one after another like moths flying into the fire, creating trouble for Fang Qingxue's attack. Even the Yaksha that couldn't fly was not idle at all, raising the steel fork in his hand and throwing it like a cannonball.

A few pieces of ordinary iron could not cause any harm to Fang Qingxue, but the overwhelming steel forks still greatly delayed Fang Qingxue's progress, providing a balancing weight to the originally overwhelming battle.

But there are only a limited number of Flying Yakshas, ​​and the Yakshas' steel forks are not infinite. If the stalemate continues, the balance of victory will surely tilt towards Fang Qingxue.

"This can't go on like this!"

Seeing this scene, the pure fox little demon girl and the Shura standing beside the altar looked at each other. The pure fox little demon girl quickly took out a magic weapon and prepared to join the battle.

Upon seeing this, Yongsheng Wu He also took a step forward, ready to take action.

But before he could walk out, he heard Fang Han hurriedly speaking from behind him:

"Senior Fang Yuan, I also want to participate in the battle later."

Hearing this, Yongsheng Wu He was stunned, glanced at Fang Han, and nodded slightly.

"Come on, do your best, and remember, being alive is everything."

Fang Han was stunned when he heard this, but then nodded vigorously.

But when he raised his head again, the Eternal Wu He had already turned into wind and disappeared from his sight.

Instead, what appeared before his eyes were several Yakshas holding steel forks.

Smelling the bloody smell coming towards him, Fang Han licked the corner of his mouth.

"Let's get started, Yan..."

……

This is Fang Qingxue.

Fang Qingxue did not really try her best when dealing with Wang Molin. Her attention was always on Shura and the pure fox little demon girl next to her, and secondly on the demon god altar.

Prevent any other unexpected factors from occurring.

Obviously, Wang Molin, who was fighting against Fang Qingxue, thought the same way.

He blocked Fang Qingxue's purple lightning Yin Lei knife in a somewhat awkward manner, and glanced at the little fox demon girl behind him who had not yet made a move.

Seeing the other party taking out the magic weapon, his momentum suddenly increased slightly, and he burst out with all his strength to prevent Qingxue from attacking. He fought hard for a while, then flew backwards with a roar.

"Fang Qingxue, don't be so complacent!"

"We have a lot of people here!"

"And there is also the blessing of the Demon God Altar."

"You may not be able to kill us all before your strength runs out!"

"If you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened."

The only response to Little Master Tianlang's shouting was a flash of lightning that flew right at him.

"Damn! You forced me to do this!"

The eyes of Wang Molin, the Little Master of Heavenly Wolf, turned red, and a precious light shone from the magic gourd in his hand.

Powerful magic power seeped out of the huge demon god altar behind him, merged into the magic weapon, and turned into a smoke screen rising into the sky. It collided with the lightning snake that was swooping down in front of him, and a terrifying aura raged.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between this force and Fang Qingxue, Wang Molin suddenly turned his head and yelled behind him.

"What are you two still doing? Come and help."

"If I lose, you two will definitely run away..."

As soon as the roar came out, Wang Molin felt something was wrong. He stared in the direction of the Demon God altar, looking at the Demon God statue that was broken into two sections, the bumpy ground around it, and the blood all over the ground. A look of confusion appeared on his face, and the curse that just came out of his mouth was stuck in his throat.

“I can’t run away…”

He saw a strange man waving at him with a smile at the place where the demon god's altar should have been.

Such an astonishing scene even made Wang Molin not realize that a flash of purple lightning had come behind his head. He still stood there in a daze, muttering to himself in confusion.

"What on earth is happening..."

……

Three seconds later
Fang Qingxue, dragging a charred corpse, looked at the immortal Wu He standing on the ruined demon god altar, and couldn't help but show a look of astonishment on her face.

Originally, Fang Qingxue's idea was just to let the Eternal Wu He help her deal with the Shura, so that she would have time to deal with the enemy while also observing the situation of the demon god's equipment.

Even he did not expect that the strength of the Eternal Wu He would be so terrifying.

The pure fox demon girl and Shura were almost killed by him in an instant.

She clearly saw that the little fox demon girl took out a treasure at that time.

Even Fang Qingxue didn't have the confidence to solve the problem in such a short time with the protection of a treasure, but Yongsheng Wu He did it. This shows how powerful Yongsheng Wu He is.

Fang Qingxue's mind moved slightly, but she did not forget that there was another person present.

She swept her eyes around the Flying Yaksha and other Yaksha who did not dare to move forward. The dazzling lightning flew out from her palm, turned into a net, and spread around.

Without the restraint of a true leader-level character, these so-called flying yakshas, ​​yakshas, ​​and underground demons are nothing more than a group of ants that can be destroyed with one hand.

But after three or five breaths, there were only three creatures left on the ground that could move.

Fang Han, who was originally struggling with a flying yaksha, stopped what he was doing when he saw this scene.

Finding that the battle was over, he looked around with regret.

Without the cover of the battle, he didn't dare to do anything unnecessary with the Yellow Springs Map. He reluctantly gave up the resources of this area and hurriedly trotted to the front of Yongsheng Wu He and Fang Qingxue.

At this time, Fang Qingxue looked at the immortal Wu He and nodded at him:

"Brother Fang Yuan, these are your spoils of war. If you want to take them, just take them all."

Fang Han, who was standing next to him, looked at this scene with envy in his eyes.

If all these things could fall into his hands, the resources he could obtain from them would probably be enough for him to cultivate to the realm of supernatural powers.

As for the immortal Wu He.

He looked at the information around him about refining the Earth Qi Gu and nodded slightly, but was not in a hurry. He stretched out his hand and waved it slightly in front of Fang Qingxue.

"Don't worry about this kind of thing."

"after all……"

Eternal Wu He shifted his gaze to the statue next to him that he had destroyed, and several different lights flashed in his eyes.

"The owner is still here. It would be impolite for us to just take anything."

"Don't you agree? Senior Demon God!"

The moment Yongsheng Wu He finished speaking, Fang Qingxue next to him also immediately realized that something was wrong.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Fang Han beside her. Her figure turned into thunder and quickly retreated dozens of feet.

Then, as Fang Qingxue gazed, she saw a flash of blood suddenly rising from the charred bodies of the many Yakshas, ​​flying Yakshas, ​​underground demons, etc. that were electrocuted around her.

One corpse is a beam of blood, hundreds of corpses are a small spring, and thousands or tens of thousands of corpses gathered together are a river of blood.

The river of blood quickly rushed towards the broken statue in the middle of the demon god's altar.

The originally broken statue suddenly shrank back as if time had gone back.

The demon god statue suddenly squirmed, as if it had been resurrected. Powerful demonic energy spread across the sky and swept across the entire underground plain.

At this time, the demon god statue opened its eyes and a dazzling divine light shone on the immortal Wu He who remained motionless in the same place, and the sound of a dragon roared into the sky.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha! Interesting boy, so brave!"

"You destroyed my holy image and used special means to prevent me from directly using the power of the altar."

"If you hadn't started this killing spree, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been easy for me to transfer my power here. Your methods are really weird, and they don't look like cultivators from any of the ten sects of the immortal way at all."

"Boy, who are you? What sect do you belong to? Tell me your name."

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(End of this chapter)