The old man took out a cyan long sword from the spatial ring, and his body turned into a gust of wind to join the battle group.

The speed was so fast that only the afterimages left in place could be seen.

One by one, the four-armed monsters fell to the ground one after another without warning, and their heads flew away from their bodies.

In an instant, the advantage came to the old man's side.

Lin Du hid in the small col and secretly spoke.

The two sides are not at the same level at all, no different from a hungry wolf entering the flock.

After the death of the alien race, the flesh essence will be lost rapidly, so only by collecting it as soon as possible can the most and most perfect flesh essence be collected.

The reason why the old man didn't make a move before should be here.

The leaders of the tribe were a little panicked when they saw that their people were being slaughtered continuously.

He stopped the four-armed monsters who wanted to continue fighting, and turned his head to look at the three incense sticks in the bronze altar, his eyes flashing with determination.

The

leader of the four-armed monsters chanted a complex mantra in his mouth, and the surrounding clansmen fell to their knees one by one.

The old man who was killing outside the tribe changed his face drastically.

"Oops

!" "Akamatsu, leave this outside, go and destroy the bronze altar first!" The

middle-aged man obviously realized the seriousness of the problem, and he threw aside the four-armed demons beside him, and his body turned into a golden light and shot into the tribe.

The old man followed!

The scene became more and more complicated.

Lin Du jumped out of the small mountain col and hung far behind the old man.

The gloomy sky inside the tribe was dyed with a layer of blood at some point, and gusts of wind blew beside the bronze altar.

At this time, the old man and the middle-aged man had already arrived, and their faces were extremely pale.

"Big brother, do we still have a chance?"

the old man stared at the burned half of the incense, his face cloudy.

But only a moment later, he was grim-faced.

"Wealth and wealth are in danger, whether you have the opportunity or not, you have to give it a try

!" "Chisong, I'll cover you, go and destroy

the bronze altar!" "Got it, big brother!"

The middle-aged man didn't talk nonsense, and rushed straight to the bronze altar according to the old man's instructions.

Countless four-armed monsters nearby roared and pounced on the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man didn't seem to see it, and only the bronze altar was in his eyes.

At this time, the figure of the old man flashed, blocking behind the middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe without wind and automatic, and his aura was extremely strong.

"Let's all die!" the

old man stepped on his feet, and a cyan heavenly prison appeared out of thin air, covering the entire four-armed demon tribe.

"Wind Blade Cage!" Countless

wind blade vortices rose from the ground and swept out, cutting through everything in the tribe...

Severed limbs, stump arms, heads, internal organs, and blood were splattered on the ground.

The four-armed monster wailed all over the field.

The shadow of death looms over the hearts of all four-armed monsters.

The leader of the four-armed demon monster still knelt on the ground reverently, and at this time, the three incense sticks had already burned to the roots...

"Crush me!" The

middle-aged man Akamatsu finally rushed to the side of the bronze altar, and the spear in his hand stabbed down with all his might

! But the spear was frozen in front of the bronze altar, unable to advance an inch!

The eyes of the four-armed demon leader suddenly shed bloody tears, and he recited the words of the gods with high emotions.

The ground shook violently suddenly, and a terrifying aura emerged from the four-armed demon's body.

The old man was shocked, as if he had seen some great horror.

"It's over, it's still a step too late

!" "Akamatsu, run!" Akamatsu

also realized the seriousness of the problem, he wanted to run, but found that his body was imprisoned by an inexplicable force.

Can't move a bit!

" The

four-armed demon leader smirked, and his upper body suddenly exploded without warning.

Boom!

Under the exploding body, eight thick pitch-black arms quickly formed.

The four-armed demon's body quickly rose up, and the king's coercion swept through the audience!

The monstrous aura dyed the entire sky bloody.

"Eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint!"

the old man shouted as he looked at the eight arms on the four-armed demon leader.

He was desperate

! If he only invited the six-armed earth demon king, they might still have a chance to live

! But in the face of the eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint, they had already lost the qualification to live!

It's just that he didn't understand how a mere third-order four-armed demon leader invited an eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint of at least the eighth order or above?

This was already completely against the rules of inviting the gods!

Chi Song's face was already pale at this time, and his body trembled under the momentum of the Eight-Armed

Heavenly Demon Saint! This is the coercion from the top creature!

Lin Du never expected that he would be able to meet such a legendary creature as the Eight-Armed Heavenly Demon Saint.

The Eight-Armed Heavenly Demon Saint is one of the most powerful races outside of the Hundred Great Races of the Alien Race!

In front of him, although the four-armed demon "Please Divine Fragrance" invited was only a projection of the eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint, it was not something that a fourth-order and a fifth-order supernatural could compete with

! The death was basically doomed!

The scene in front of him made Lin Du a little embarrassed.

I really don't know whether to say his life well or badly.

At the beginning, in the 9987 low-level demon spirit realm, I encountered the Purple Ape Demon Emperor, a juvenile throne demon.

Now, in the No. 6789 Intermediate Demon Spirit Realm, he has encountered a creature like the Eight-Armed

Heavenly Demon Saint!"Creation makes people!" In

the tribe, the Eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint walked towards the red pine who was holding a spear step by step.

With each step he takes, the blood-colored sky will be gloomy and apocalyptic.

"Mole ants, they should all be damned!" The

eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint suddenly spoke, stretched out a hand to Chi Song, and shook it in the air.

Bang!

The red pine turned into a rain of blood without any suspense.

The old man's eyes were split, and his fists were a little white.

"Damn!" he

pulled out his sword again, biting the tip of his tongue and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"If you want to die, you will die together

!" "Heavenly Absolute Wind Sword!" The

old man's aura soared, and the long sword in his hand conjured up thousands of sword shadows and slashed towards the head of the eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint.

This blow gathered the power of the old man's whole body, as well as the only thirty years of life! No

matter whether he succeeds or fails, the old man will fall!

The air was cut into one by one by the sword qi, and a terrifying sword shadow loomed in the air.

The eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint had a playful face, and he didn't dodge or dodge and let thousands of sword shadows stab him.

The old man's eyes were anticipatory, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

Ding

! Ding Ding Ding! The

shadow of the sword fell on the body of the eight-armed Heavenly Demon Saint, leaving a shallow white mark after another, without causing any substantial damage

! The old man was really desperate this time!

He threw away the long sword in his hand and collapsed to the ground.

However, at this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

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