With the power of the Earthly Dragon, Qin Yu's figure suddenly flew out, and immediately flew into a forest and disappeared.
With Qin Yu's current strength, a desperate fight with these three ancient creatures is really far-fetched.
Moreover, once the true energy is exhausted or severely injured, even if he is not eaten by the ancient creatures, he will be hurt by other cultivators.
In the sky, the Nether Prince who broke into the Thousand Demon Prison was filled with evil ghost energy.
He was arrogant and arrogant.
The King of Hell halberd in the ghost's hand slashed out at an ancient demon shadow with extremely fierce energy.
The giant fist of the ancient demonic shadow, the size of a millstone, flew out, without any hesitation, and directly defended the halberd blade that was struck by it.
Clang The loud sound of the golden sword, which penetrated the gold and cracked the stone, echoed far away in this mountain range, and there was even a strong echo.
However, You Ming was shocked and was knocked back several steps.
"Humph, you Ming, if you dare to intrude into the prison of thousands of demons, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Seeing Prince Netherworld's retreat, Moxiao snorted coldly, and three huge ancient demonic shadows pressed towards Netherworld with an extremely heavy sense of oppression.
"Hundred Ghosts Underworld Tide" Accompanied by a cold shout, surging evil ghost energy swept out from Nether's body.
Prince Netherworld was shocked.
The surging ghost energy suddenly spread out like a wave in all directions, impacting on the ancient demon shadow.
As soon as the ghost tide came out, the overbearing demonic energy in the Thousand Demon Prison was immediately suppressed, and the movements of the ancient demons were immediately restricted.
It was difficult to face the impact of the ghost tide and get close to the Nether Prince.
But at this moment, because the Nether Prince broke into the Thousand Demons Prison, all those powerful ancient creatures entered the Thousand Demons Prison, and there were only no less than 200 of them.
Mo Xiao's face suddenly became ugly. stand up Three ancient demonic shadows are not enough to pose a threat to the life of the Netherworld Prince, but condensing five ancient demonic shadows is already the limit of the demon.
The remaining two ancient demonic shadows still have to deal with those powerful ancient creatures.
Roar, roar, roar The powerful ancient creatures roared one after another.
Twenty ancient creatures that were huge and as strong as hills used their weapons to trap two ancient demonic figures.
The huge fists of the ancient demon shadow, with the huge power of shattering mountains and rivers, took away the lives of several ancient creatures.
However, the death of only a few ancient creatures did not have any effect.
More ancient creatures followed one after another.
Come, tightly trap the ancient demonic shadow, unable to move.
The remaining ancient creatures rushed towards the Netherworld and Demon Haunt respectively.
The surging ghost tide could not stop the footsteps of hundreds of powerful ancient creatures.
Bang, bang Three muffled thunder-like collision sounds came, and Mo Xiao's fists, carrying domineering purple demonic energy, bombarded two ancient creatures that were shaped like rhinoceroses and built like hills.
Under the throne The two huge rhinoceros creatures were blown away ten feet by the arrogant power of the devil.
A large amount of blood mist was sprayed out from their bloody mouths.
However, they did not die.
Their eyes filled with violence were even more ferocious.
Looking at Mo Xiao's figure again, he was unsteady and took a few steps back under the huge force of the shock.
Each of these ancient creatures is more powerful than the last.
Even with the strength of Demon Xiao, they cannot kill them instantly with one strike.
On the side of Prince Netherworld, hundreds of powerful ancient creatures broke through the surging ghost tide and surrounded him.
A smile appeared on Netherworld's lips.
"The Destruction of the God of Hell" Yin Leng drank, and saw that in the ghost hands of the Prince of Netherworld, the King of Hell's Halberd was turning rapidly, shaking the air, and sending out a sharp burst of sound.
In the air, the surging ghost energy became extremely cold and sharp in the rotation of the halberd blade.
Immediately, the King of Hell's Halberd was thrown, and Netherworld's ghostly hand slapped the end of the King of Hell's Halberd.
The Halberd turned into a cold and startling rainbow, spinning and stabbing forward.
The space shook, and the color of the heaven and earth changed.
In the sky, the space was split with tiny cracks.
On the ground, ravines appeared under the fierce energy.
In the mountain forest where Qin Yu was, thousands of trees were broken, cracked, and scattered branches.
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Qin Yu secretly said something bad in his heart and flew away to avoid being hurt.
On the ground, Qin Yu lowered his figure, restrained his breath, and rushed out wildly.
His feet stepped on the soil, but there was no sound.
The battle between the Nether Prince, the Demonic Prince, and the ancient creatures is not something that Qin Yu can get close to.
If he is not careful, he may die tragically in the aftermath of the battle.
The King of Hell's Halberd was like a cold lightning, carrying an unparalleled fierce wind, spinning and stabbing out.
The next moment, it collided with a huge turtle-shaped creature.
The hard turtle shell shining like stars could not stop it.
The King of Hell Halberd was half-stretched, and the blade of the halberd penetrated into the body, and fierce energy burst out from the body of this ancient creature.
Immediately, the body of this ancient creature collapsed into countless pieces of flesh, and a large piece of scarlet blood mist was sprayed out.
At the same time, a ghost shadow of soul was sucked into the body by Netherworld, and the aura of the whole body increased sharply.
After instantly killing this ancient creature, Netherworld's figure did not stop.
The King of Hell's Halberd shot out towards the front, in the direction of Moxiao.
Netherworld's ultimate target was Prince Moxiao.
After killing Mo Xiao, Netherworld can deal with these ancient creatures with peace of mind and absorb their souls.
"retreat" Mo Xiao's face darkened and he thought to himself that his strength was already slightly weaker than that of Netherworld.
Netherworld could absorb the souls of these ancient creatures for its own use.
The more they fought, the stronger they became.
However, Moxiao would only become more tired as he fought.
Next, how can you be Netherworld's opponent?
If you continue to entangle with Netherworld, I'm afraid you will really die at Netherworld's hands.
The purple demonic energy converged, and the Thousand Demons Dissipated in Prison immediately, and the ancient demonic shadow also disappeared at the same time.
The demonic roar blasted out his fists, and after repelling the two ancient creatures, the figure suddenly swept away, and rushed out of the siege of the ancient murderer.
"Hahahahahahaha, Demon Shouting, from the moment you and I met, you just fought and retreated.
Is it possible that the prince of the demon clan is the only one capable of retreating?"
The Nether Prince mocked and laughed.
At this time, five powerful ancient creatures had died under the King of Hell's Halberd.
After absorbing their souls, the Nether Prince's powerful aura surged.
His ghostly power was terrifying and unstoppable, and he chased the devil.
The ridicule of the Netherworld Prince did not make Mo Xiao change his mind about evacuating.
Instead, he stormed out at a faster speed.
Although he was no match for the Netherworld Prince, there was only one prince in the ghost realm, while the demon prince Not just a demon squeak squeak At this moment, amidst three extremely unpleasant screams, three monkey-sized figures suddenly blocked Moxiao.
Qin Yu, who was watching the battle from a distance, was shocked.
Although these three ancient creatures were thin in size, the aura they exuded was stronger than all the ancient creatures before.
They should not be weaker than an eighth-grade throne warrior
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