Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Ye Fan slashed five times in a row, and the five knives flashed with thunderous brilliance.

I saw five streaks of lightning-wrapped saber energy bursting out from Lei Yao's divine saber, and the shadows of the sabers gathered in one place, as if condensed into substance.

"Oh!"

Knife energy and magic collide.

All of a sudden violent ripples of energy surged out, and the gust of wind howled and swept across, raging in all directions.

Between the heaven and the earth, an inverted funnel-shaped whirlwind appeared.

The earth suffered, and a lot of sand and stones were swept up, and the sand flew between the stones. Wherever the whirlwind passed, it was as if the ground had been plowed, leaving deep marks.

"Crack!"

The five fingers condensed with magic power burst suddenly under the pressure of the violent saber energy.

The chaotic demonic energy exploded in all directions, scurrying wildly.

The five magic fingers collapsed, and the sword energy that Ye Fan erupted slowly dissipated.

"call out!"

Ye Fan didn't give the demon master a chance to react, took advantage of the victory and pursued, brought up afterimages, and shot towards the demon master standing in the mouth of the devilish skull.

"Oh!"

Approaching the demonic skeleton, Lei Yao's divine knife slashed out, slashing fiercely on the demonic skeleton.

"Dangdang!"

The devilish skull was forged from fine iron, when it collided with Lei Yao's Divine Knife, sparks shot out, and the sound of fine iron intersecting burst out.

"Still hard!"

Ye Fan sneered, and swung his knife tirelessly, hundreds of knives in an instant.

"Crack!"

Under the berserk sword energy and strength, the devil energy buzzed, eroded by thunder and pure yang energy, and gradually became dim and thin.

The devilish skeleton finally couldn't bear Ye Fan's strength, and it shattered completely with a crisp cracking sound.

The demon lord retreated, and Ye Fan chased after him with a knife.

Chapter 905: The Demon Ancestor's Remnant Thoughts, Martial Dao is Prosperous!

"Om!"

The Demon Lord's sleeves fluttered, and suddenly there were many beads exuding a strong magic light in his hand.

The bead was full of cracks, as if it was about to collapse at any moment, and there was a chilling energy fluctuation in it.

This thing is the Devil Spirit Orb!

The power left by the magic orb is less than one ten-thousandth of the peak event.

However, it still brought Ye Fan a lot of pressure, and his mind sank.

"Use my blood as a sacrifice, the Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor, come quickly!"

With a puff, the devil lord spewed out bright red heart blood, and sprinkled it on the cracked magic bead.

In an instant, the Demon Lord's face was as pale as gold paper, without a trace of blood.

However, he didn't care at all, and his eyes were full of madness and fanaticism.

Om!

The crimson heart blood sprinkled on the magic pearl disappeared in the blink of an eye and was swallowed by it.

The magic pearl hummed and vibrated, rippling out a faint blue magic light, spreading across the field like water waves.

Huge energy fluctuations radiated out, and smoky blue magic energy wafted from the magic pearl.

The magic energy surged and condensed, and in an instant, it condensed into a Taoist figure.

The figure's face was blurred and invisible, Shi Yi appeared, with his back to the devil, floating in front of Ye Fan.

The cold and murderous eyes turned to Ye Fan, and then his eyes froze slightly, Gujing Wubo's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

This figure is a lingering thought of the ancestor of Shen Mian and the Demon Pearl.

After tens of thousands of years of deep sleep, he woke up several times in the middle.

But I have never seen such a talented person as Ye Fan, and he is also a martial artist.

"I didn't expect that in this era, a martial arts expert like you could be born. It seems that martial arts should be prosperous!"

Mozu stared at Ye Fan with a gloomy gaze, and said slowly.

The Demon Lord standing behind him was terrified when he heard this, and his expression moved.

Looking at Ye Fan's eyes were full of disbelief. He thought Ye Fan was highly regarded, but he didn't expect the other party to be praised by Mo Zuru.

"A ray of remnants that lingers for tens of thousands of years also surprises me!"

In Ye Fan's hand, the Lei Yao Sword pointed at the ground obliquely, and the sharp light of the sword spewed out from the blade.