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Yuan Futu is very familiar with this chaotic luster, because there is one hidden in his body. At this time, his heart couldn't help shaking, and he whispered: "Chaos Lingbao. (.. no pop-up window to read)"

The chaotic flow was very fast, and it was about to disappear into this world. The demon king Qiye snorted coldly, shook his arms, and the extremely majestic orange-red demon power rolled and swept away, as if weaving a piece of heaven. The ground, wrapping that stream of light in it.

"You sealed Lao Tzu for 10 years, this debt should be settled!"

Qiye pulled the orange-red one, his arms suddenly tightened, and the muscles on it stretched out, as if there was infinite strength, and the smell of collapse contained in the energy became more and more intense, covering the sky and the sun.

"It's such a powerful force. If you only talk about destructive power, the monster power deserves to be number one. Even the thunder system skills and magic energy are slightly inferior." Yuan Futu was a little worried. He let such a top powerhouse go out. He didn't know what the world would be like in the future, but he didn't have the slightest regret. Before worrying about anything, he had to make sure he was alive.

The chaotic color became dimmer in the endless orange-red sea waves, just like a fish struggling in fishing, it didn't take long to lose its strength, Qiye took the opportunity to pull the giant, and grabbed it with his right hand, the chaos was immediately held in his hand, When he opened his palm again, an ancient pagoda appeared.

The pagoda looks only one foot high, but it is extremely delicate, with every detail visible, and the chaotic substance flowing all over it, revealing the mysterious meaning from ancient times.

"Are you planning to take him away?" Yuan Futu asked.

Qiye sneered, "It has imprisoned me for 10 years, and now it is used by me. Of course, do you also want to get a share?"

"Will you give it?" Yuan Futu asked tentatively.

Qiye shook his head seriously, "Of course not, but you saved me after all, so I will take you out even if I die. This is a previous deal, but in addition, I can give you a treasure .”

As he spoke, he brushed his palm in front of him, and an obscure talisman suddenly appeared, with orange-red demon power glowing on it.

"what is this?"

Qiye said: "This is the secret book of exercises that my monster clan must learn. It is called "Demon Code". .”

Yuan Futu frowned, only felt that the rune was imprinted in his mind suddenly, it was hard to erase, it seemed to be Qiye's trick again, and said in a deep voice: "How do you know that I can derive demonic power?"

"You hide the Chaos Spiritual Treasure in your body. Since you have the power of Chaos, what can't be derived?" Qiye seemed to know the Chaos Spiritual Treasure very well.

Rumble!

The night gradually dimmed, black cracks appeared on the bloody meniscus, and the entire sandy ground was shaking violently.

"The Locking Demon Tower has been subdued by me. This side of the world loses its strength and is about to collapse. Let's leave soon." Qiye looked at the scenery outside, with an excited smile on the corner of his mouth. Before Yuan Futu could answer, He flew out and rushed out.

At this moment, all the Shushan disciples who were guarding here turned pale, raised their heads, and kept moving backwards, feeling a difficult moan from the ground.

"The lock... the demon lock tower is about to collapse!" a disciple screamed.

Xuan Ming's expression was solemn, and he saw that the ancient pagoda, which had existed for 10 years, was mottled with cracks, all the bricks and tiles were shattered, and fell from a high altitude. On the top of the pagoda, a very deep crack burst out, from top to bottom quickly Extending, when it fell to the bottom of the tower, there was a loud thunderous explosion.

Boom!

The demon-locking tower seemed to be split in two by the power of heaven's punishment, and slowly fell towards the sides, and the demon-forbidden formation was also shaken out, smashing into pieces.

At the same time, two figures emerged from it.

The cold rain splashed on Qiye's fair face, which made him feel extremely excited. He felt the humid air here, and felt the howling wind coming from here, and he couldn't help laughing up to the sky, extremely excited.

"That...that's it?!" Xuan Ming looked at the red-haired man with bare upper body, his face was full of bewilderment.

escape!

Now Yuan Futu only had this thought in his mind, he had already held the Gale Seal in his hand, but just as he was about to activate it, a silver sword pierced through the void and came to him in an instant.

This sword looks simple and unpretentious, but the power contained in it is enough to kill Yuan Futu thousands of times, which is definitely not something a practitioner of his level can resist.

Yuan Futu retreated quickly, there was no other way, he knew that any defensive measures would be useless.

But that sword seemed to have spiritual consciousness, as if it could judge his moving trajectory, so it came like a shadow.

clang!

With an abnormal clanging sound, the seemingly weak fist fell, and the silver sword was thrown flying.

Qiye took two steps back, his face became paler, he turned his head sideways, looked at the ragged old man, and said in a deep voice: "In the middle stage of Huatian, the cultivation base is not weak."

Yuan Futu noticed that Qiye's hands were trembling, obviously resisting the sword was very difficult for him, and said: "Can you hold it?"

Qiye said casually: "I have been soaked in the refining potion for 10 years, and now my strength is only [-]-[-]% of the peak, so it is a bit difficult to deal with these guys."

Yuan Futu's heart tightened suddenly, and he said: "In short, escape is the most important thing, the grievances between you and Shushan can be discussed in the future!"

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to fight with my life just after being released." Qiye took a deep breath, and the orange flames burned all over her body.

Yuan Futu also raised the Zhuhuang Sword horizontally, looked down at the surroundings, and found that there were at least hundreds of elite disciples from Shushan surrounding here, and there were many experts of Xuanming's level among them.

Can this really escape?

Yuan Futu was also feeling guilty, but looking back at Qiye, the demon king who had been imprisoned for 10 years didn't care at all, and there was still a sneer on his face as if he was sure of winning.

Elder Xuanyuan took back the ancient silver sword and held it in his haggard old hand, said in a deep voice, "It's worth it to be lucky enough to see the last big monster in the world."

"I'm afraid you will regret it."

Elder Xuanyuan shook his head, "I won't let you go."

"Do you have such strength?"

"What if there are two in the middle stage of returning to the gods?" Suddenly, a light yellow shadow appeared on the left side of Elder Xuanyuan, which was indeed Elder Shushan Ye.

Seeing this, Yaoye couldn't help scratching her head, and said with a smile, "This is a bit difficult."