Shura God Emperor

The black glow flashed in the sensory eyes, and the power of magic repair suddenly rose.

After a while, his entire body suddenly swelled up, and countless black mists lingered around him. His body actually became a bit translucent, like a ghost!

"boom!"

Sensing the **** red light in his eyes, after a while, the huge palm of his hand condensed and appeared, and he slapped Xiao Yu on the spot.

Xiao Yu's eyes narrowed, and the strength of this willing cultivation base in the late stage of the Divine Palace Realm was like a steady stream of Yangtze River, turbulent, extremely not weak.

With a terrifying aura, the giant palm suddenly whizzed out, as if even space could be broken.

"Do you want to kill me like this?" Xiao Yu sneered, and the golden fist struck the past again.

The surging aura was like howling a mountain, suddenly flashing out of the black mist, as if to break free of the black mist, it was directly cut into the giant palm.

The giant palm was shaken into countless black fog on the spot, but then it condensed on Gan Ying's body.

This ghostly sensory eyes narrowed, and he smiled grinningly: "Boy, it seems that it's still a bit innocent."

His entire ghost body was transformed by the power of cultivating demons. It can be said that there is no physical body. The ordinary spirit treasures can't be cut at all. It is conceivable that the weapons used by the opponent are not ordinary products.

"Shenbing? Boy, it seems that your identity is not simple! You really are from the five major temples." Gan Ying's eyes also exudes a greedy color.

No matter how far away the five great temples are from them, they still know that those who can possess magic weapons are not simple family children.

It is extremely rare for ordinary children from the lower yard to have high-grade spirit treasures.

"But it's a pity, within this Demon Monument, as long as you are within the Divine Origin Realm, then you cannot defeat me!"

Xiao Yu's eyes dazzled, and the One Star Soul condensed again, as if holding a long sword, killing a general in the square, killing the past again.

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On the other side, Yanyue was fighting against the three Gan family elders.

The three elders of the Gan family, one in the middle stage of the gods, and two in the early stage of the gods, were all injured!

Looking at this girl again, not only did she have no color on her body, but the battle seemed very relaxed, and she seemed comfortable.

"Who the **** is she! What a terrifying power!" Blood was overflowing from the corner of the Gan family's elder, and his eyes showed incredible expression.

With the three of them working together, they couldn't even have any advantage.

And this young girl, who looks like a ghostly spirit, has a very strange fighting style, and she can give you a palm silently.

If it is said that the demonic cultivator is a ghost, then the opponent can take the death sickle of life and death at any time, but the opponent did not give his full strength!

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" noise not far away.

"The family chief has started!" One of the elders' eyes lit up.

It can force their patriarch to do it! One can imagine how intense the fighting over there is.

But then, they were shocked.

"Did the Young Patriarch lost? That kid is really so powerful?"

Gan Yichen was in the middle stage of the Divine Origin Realm, even more powerful than the great elder among them, but the opponent still forced the Patriarch to take action. One can imagine the opponent's strength.

"Since the Patriarch has taken action, as long as the demon stele is repaired, the power of the family will be endless, and the kid will undoubtedly die!" The elder's eyes narrowed.

Yanyue stopped her hand movement, feeling the movement in the distance.

"Girl, that kid is dead, if you are obedient, just tie your hands, otherwise..."

At this moment, there was a loud "bang", and a black shadow directly rushed over and hit the ground fiercely.

"Patriarch!?"

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