Great Demon

Chapter 1237 Invincible Xia Wushang!
Jiang Shang knew very well that sooner or later he and Moyin Shenzi would meet on a narrow road, and this conflict was inevitable.

Whether it was Jiang Shang who killed the younger brother of God Son Moyin, or the ancient magic treasure that originally belonged to God Son Moyin, there is no room for reconciliation between the two parties. Once they meet, they will never die.

The only thing that makes Jiang Shang feel a little regretful is that the timing of Moyin Shenzi's appearance was very abrupt, which made him miss the best time to kill Ye Jiaoheng, which is really a pity.

Moyin Shenzi laughed angrily, and said solemnly: "What a big tone!"

He snorted angrily, and a black magic light bloomed in that jade-white palm.

A rune exuding an unparalleled vicissitudes of antiquity slowly emerged from the magic light.

At the same time, a black cloud of smoke rose from behind Moyin Shenzi, and the image of an ancient demon body appeared, stepping on the sacred mountain, roaring to the sky, majestic and majestic.

Swish swish!
The magic light bloomed, covering the sky and covering the earth, covering the universe in an instant.

The majestic and terrifying pressure descended on the sky above the wasteland, causing Jiang Shang's expression to change slightly and he was quite shocked.

In his heart, he had already estimated the strength of Moyin Shenzi, but when he saw him today, he found that he had slightly underestimated him.

Moyin Shenzi is much stronger than the Nether Prince he met before, and he is infinitely close to the early stage of the Great Sage, which can be called terrifying.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Jiang Shang sneered, raised his hand and waved the Yin Gathering Banner, the majestic Yin Qi gathered and protected him in it.

Even though the pressure between heaven and earth was unparalleled, it couldn't get close to him.

Roar--

The huge body suspended behind Moyin Shenzi turned around suddenly, and let out a terrifying roar towards Jiang Shang, the surrounding void was shattered by the roar and collapsed.

boom!
Just like a raging wave sweeping, the waves are mighty, the torrent of air is rumbling and sweeping, the impact is earth-shattering.

Moyin Shenzi also activated in an instant, his figure moved like lightning, and with one strike, the roar of the demon god exploded, and a giant black palm that held up to the sky slapped Jiang Shang on the head.

woohoo-

The violent boiling air wave came at the impact, and instantly crushed the defense condensed by the power of the underworld.

Jiang Shang frowned slightly, raised his hand and brushed it lightly, a bright divine light suddenly appeared, turning the air waves into invisible, flipped his palm, and the palm print shot up into the sky.

boom!
The palm print that shone with the divine light of bones collided with the palm that fell from the sky, causing the universe to resonate, and at the same time, it collapsed.

At this moment, Jiang Shang frowned even deeper.

The attack of Demon Yin Shenzi did not match the terrifying power he displayed.The seemingly grandiose attack is actually flashy.

Jiang Shang's heart tightened, and he had a bad premonition.

Suddenly, the aura of Moyin Shenzi disappeared, and disappeared between the heaven and the earth extremely abruptly.

Before Jiang Shang could react, the Moyin God Son appeared again, and the place where he appeared was less than twenty feet away from Jiang Shang!
The figure of Moyin Shenzi, like a sharp sword, split the rioting energy wave, launched an attack in an instant, and gently pointed out with his slender fingers.

Ding--

The extremely weak sound made Jiang Shang feel extremely dangerous.

The next moment, a dark edge exploded from the fingertips of Moyin Shenzi, piercing through Jiang Shang's defense in an instant, and coming straight to the center of his eyebrows.

……

The canyon surrounded by mountains has long been reduced to ruins. The broken peaks collapsed and crumbled, and then they were swept away by the impact of the divine light of destruction, completely turning into fly ash.

In the middle of the ruins of the smoky canyon, a huge magic circle covering a radius of a hundred miles is constantly shining with terrifying light, impacting everything around it.

The three demon lords standing in the sky had no patience to wait.

Half an hour had passed since Prince Nether lured Xia Wushang into the ancient killing formation.

The two supreme figures rushed into the killing formation and started a fierce confrontation. The destructive power produced caused the formation to suffer a severe impact, and the light flickered.

The three demon lords once again joined forces to bless the formation, and their expressions became extremely ugly.

The person in the center said in a deep voice: "I can't wait any longer. Even if His Royal Highness has a large formation as an assistant, I'm afraid he still can't kill Xia Wushang, so he must enter the formation immediately..."

"But His Royal Highness told me that the three of us must not intervene... Will this make His Royal Highness angry?" The person on the left seemed quite hesitant, undecided.

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the other two changed slightly.

His Royal Highness is angry?
They don't have to think about it and know what the consequences will be.

But the person in the middle's face darkened, and he shouted: "I can't care about that much anymore. If His Royal Highness encounters an accident, you and I will not have a good end. Let's do it!"

The other two stopped talking immediately and rushed towards the formation.

Half an hour of fierce fighting had already brought the formation to the brink of collapse.

It is true that the great formation is majestic, and it is true that its lethality is astonishing, but after all, it is passed down from ancient times, and the era is too rescue.

Under such a violent impact, it simply cannot last for too long.

Once the formation collapses, Prince Nether will inevitably fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

As outsiders, they can see clearly.

Prince Youming's talent is supernatural, and he was able to evolve the Nine Netherworld Lotus Karmic Fire before stepping into the realm of the lord, which is indeed rare in the world.

But talent doesn't mean strength, there is a gap between Prince Nether and Xia Wushang after all.

At this critical moment of life and death, this gap is fatal!

Now that the matter has developed, the three of them have ignored Prince Nether's orders and chose to intervene forcefully, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Swish swish!
The three major demon lords each used simple seal formulas and flew into the killing formation.

I saw that Xia Wushang stepped into the void under the shrouding of the evil spirit all over the sky, and his whole body shone with majesty, which was unstoppable.

On the other hand, Prince Youming under the blessing of the killing array, his face is pale at this moment, his breath is uncertain, and his eyes are full of horror.

With this ancient killing formation as an aid, Prince Nether's combat power has climbed to the early stage of the Lord, which is extremely terrifying.

Even so, he was still so suppressed by Xia Wushang that he couldn't lift his head up and fell into a disadvantage.

The power of Huang Tian's secret technique made his heart palpitate.

Once again stepped forward to fight Xia Wushang, Prince Nether said solemnly: "Xia Wushang, the holy son of Huangtian, really deserves his reputation! He is indeed the top existence among the countless arrogances in the Qingtian Region..."

Xia Wushang's fighting spirit is majestic, showing an invincible attitude, completely looking like he is holding a wisdom pearl, and said indifferently: "Don't think that your praise can be exchanged for the mercy of the deity."

"Hahaha...a joke!" Prince Youming laughed wildly, and shouted: "Xia Wushang, there must be a limit to arrogance, you give this prince to death!"

boom!
The majestic airflow surrounding Prince Youming immediately turned into flames. The flames were gray and danced in the void, spreading out with strange power.

A huge phantom of a lotus flower flashed behind Prince Nether, and the terrifying murderous aura condensed in the formation gathered into a huge vortex, rushing toward him in an endless stream.

(End of this chapter)