Great Demon

Chapter 1234 Killing array blockade!
With the help of the killing array, Prince Youming's whole body's aura soared, and the strength of the Nine Nether Gods transformed by that supernatural power also increased sharply.

The iron chains came across the sky, Xia Wushang looked dignified, with a dignified look on his face.

"Don't be ashamed!"

In his eyes, however, a fierce fire of fighting spirit was ignited, and his momentum also rose again and again. He slowly raised his palm, and whispered in his mouth: "I have a sword that can break through the nine gates of heaven!"

The mighty yellow sky energy surged violently, Xia Wushang struck out with a sword again, the sky-reaching sword energy pierced the sky.

Clang!

The terrifying sword qi, whose power had almost doubled, collided with the chain again, causing terrifying shocks, causing the void to completely collapse, and the turbulent currents raged.

The entire canyon was in turmoil, and the surrounding mountain peaks collapsed in an instant, and countless broken stones turned into fly ash, floating in the air.

The land that was originally surrounded by mountains turned into ruins in an instant.

In the center of the ruins, the sealing force formed by the huge formation covered the sky, like a half ball of light on the ground, emitting a series of powerful auras, constantly impacting the surrounding ruins.

The light curtain formed by the large formation flickered, and there were continuous violent vibrations and rumbles.

Above that midair, the three major demon lords looked at each other in blank dismay.

"His Royal Highness has the support of the killing array, this time he will definitely kill Xia Wushang!" The Demon Lord in the center said in a deep voice.But what he said sounded like he was comforting himself.

The person on the left seemed to have lingering fears, and sighed: "This Holy Son of Huangtian is really terrifying, just with those two swords just now, if the Prince hadn't been assisted by a killing array, he might not be able to stop it at all..."

In the end, the man sneered, and said: "As one of the two most powerful figures in the Qingtian Region, it is not surprising that this person can have a fighting power comparable to that of the Lord in the early stage. But no matter how tyrannical he is, he will definitely die today! "

While the three of them were paying close attention to the formation and talking aloud, a youth-like figure flew tens of thousands of miles away, quietly flying up into the sky, heading straight for the ruins of the canyon.

……

Jiang Shang, who failed to find the Guiyin vine, left the place where the lake was located, hoping to find a safe place, repair the traumatized meridians, and sort out the harvest of these days.

However, the tyrannical emotion that rose from the bottom of his heart because of the great disappointment made it difficult for him to calm down.

After a brief healing, Jiang Shang walked out of the valley where he stayed temporarily, intending to find a way to vent this tyrannical emotion.

If you want to vent, the best way is undoubtedly to have a fight with someone!
However, to Jiang Shang's disappointment, he didn't even meet a single ghost after several days.

There are a few abyss monsters in the deep mountains and deep valleys, but Jiang Shang's combat power is comparable to the peak of the Great Sage in the early days. These monsters are only equivalent to the level of the saint king, and they can't even bear the power of his palm!

What he didn't know was that during the few days when he was recuperating and healing, countless monks from the Qingtian Region gathered in the eastern region because of the turmoil caused by Xia Wushang's pursuit of Prince Nether, and they all ran to look for opportunities to watch the battle.

And the southeast area where Jiang Shang is located is almost empty now!
Flying high into the sky with divine light, overlooking thousands of miles of land, Jiang Shang frowned, and whispered: "Why is there no one?"

Suddenly, under the distant sky in the north, lightning flashes lit up, and there was a faint roaring sound, which immediately aroused Jiang Shang's curiosity.

"Thunderbolt?" Jiang Shang said in surprise, "Zhengchou couldn't find anyone, so I went over to find out..."

Swah——

The voice was still floating in the sky, and Jiang Shang's figure had turned into a forest of white lightning, piercing the sky and heading straight to the north.

The vast mountains, rivers and mountains quickly retreated under his feet, and Jiang Shang approached the place where the electric light shone with extreme speed.

A moment later, Jiang Shang landed on the towering mountain peak, looking at the thunder and lightning flashing thousands of miles away, as well as the mighty magic energy that rolled endlessly like wolf smoke, he immediately showed a smile.

"Ye Jiaoheng is fighting with someone? The opponent has a lot of people and is obviously at a disadvantage..."

Jiang Shang murmured to himself, the smile on his face was a bit gloating.

Jiang Shang didn't have much affection for Ye Jiaohuang.

The so-called hating the house and Wu, he hated Young Master Yinlei to the bone, and naturally he also disliked Ye Jiaohuang, who was also from the Yinjiao clan.

Coupled with the fact that Ye Jiao acted perversely and arrogantly, at the same time, he also seemed to disregard the strong men of his generation, which made Jiang Shang even more disgusted.

Jiang Shang was deeply impressed by Young Master Yinlei's supernatural power machine.

In the Nine Dragons Road in the secret realm of Tianding Palace, he almost died under the thunder secret technique of Young Master Yinlei, and he was deeply impressed.

To be able to fight against several characters at the level of the demon lord, except Ye Jiaoheng, I am afraid that there is no one else.

Jiang Shang walked up to the sky, walked hundreds of feet, and slowly approached the battle field, muttering in his mouth: "A good show has already begun, how can there be no audience? Haha..."

At the end of the mountains, above the open wilderness.

Ye Jiaoheng's body was covered with layers of electric light, and his gestures exuded terrifying power. Thunderbolts shot out one after another, causing the void above the area where he was to collapse and shatter.

Around him, in the storm formed by the wind and thunder, thunder dragons rushed out one after another, launching a violent charge.

Thousands of feet away from Ye Jiaoheng, in three different directions, there is a tyrannical demon lord in each of them, forming horns with each other, trapping Ye Jiaoheng in the middle.

The magic light flying vertically and horizontally interweaves into a net, sealing the sky and sealing the earth.

Amidst the turmoil and turmoil, a terrifying ominous spirit condensed from heads of demonic lights roared and charged forward, colliding fiercely with the thunder dragon. The scene was extremely frightening.

Ye Jiaoheng's face was extremely gloomy, and he roared ferociously: "You want me to die? Dreaming!"

"Hmph! Today you are doomed to die, and you will be captured if you don't let go!" A demon lord wearing a black dragon robe, with a figure like a skeleton, rippling with black magic light, spewed a jet of black water vapor from his raised hand, rushing forward, Go straight to Yejiao's attack.

If you look carefully, you will find that the black water vapor is formed by the gathering of thousands of tiny runes. Between the tumbling and surging, there is a terrifying black light bursting out, which is so powerful that it is outrageous.

The demon lord who blocked the northeast direction laughed wildly: "I don't know how to live or die. Under the siege of the three of us, do you still want to escape? Die to me!"

There was a rumbling shock, the ground collapsed, and puffs of black smoke rushed into the air, turning into ferocious giant beasts, and swooping down.

But at this time, the demon lord located in the southeast suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Dare to spy in the dark, you want to die!"

Waving his big hand, the turbulent demonic energy turned into a devil's soldier, holding a pitch-black sharp blade, roaring away into the distance.

Bang!
Before the voice dissipated, the devilish soldier was shattered by a white divine light and disappeared invisible.

A young monk, wearing a black robe, stepped out of nowhere.

(End of this chapter)