Facing the domineering Immortal King's magic weapon, the black spear was finally cracked out several cracks. Even though Yang Fanhai was confused at the moment, he was shocked at the first time and did not dare to continue to resist. He instinctively chose to retreat quickly.

How could Mo Lie let go if he took advantage of it? He laughed loudly, swelled a pair of flesh wings on his back, and turned into a black shadow and chased him away.

"Ao!"

Yang Fanhai let out a long roar, the mountain moving force was activated, and the green dragon power was activated, and the thunder and lightning roared, like a torrential rain. The earth trembled, and huge rocks flew into the sky. At the same time, countless evil spirits were activated layer by layer, wrapping around the demons.

Yang Fanhai, who is in the sub-saint realm, has become more magical in these magical moves, especially the devouring of evil spirits, which has reached an extremely terrifying level. With the power of subduing demons, even demons cannot be calm.

During the extreme retreat, several magical powers bombarded the demonic attack power.

"I thought so naively!"

Mo Lie sneered and lifted the long sword in his hand. A large amount of demonic energy suddenly rushed out of the swamp abyss, as if a stone pillar blocked Yang Fanhai's retreat. In an instant, he waved it quickly, like an octopus tentacle.

Yang Fanhai was violently hit by a tentacle. The power was so great that it was not as soft as it looked. With a bang, a large number of cracks appeared on the monster-like body, as if it was about to be pulled into pieces.

As a result, the speed was greatly reduced. Mo Lie raised his hand and countless demon smoke flew out from the sky, like a huge peak pressing down on Yang Fanhai.

The thunder sensation and the Azure Dragon swept wildly, which was extremely shocking, but the demonic spirit was so powerful that it blocked many attacks.

The demonic energy stone pillar blocked it, the demonic smoke giant mountain pressed its top, breaking through the vast wind and clouds, and the vitality of heaven and earth was like a meteor from outside the world smashing the space barrier, trying to destroy the entire world, pressing against the vast earth.

Crisis is coming, and there is nowhere to escape.

Yang Fanhai looked up and grinned, and his already ugly face seemed even more ferocious at this moment. The true energy in his body was circulating rapidly and rushed out of the whole body. The moment he rushed out, it was reflected by the evil energy. The true energy that was originally black suddenly began to turn red, as if it was ignited, with extremely fast speed, but during breathing, it turned like flames.

The red true energy seemed to swelling lava. In the rolling, a huge firebird turned into a loud breeze, and it sang in the sky and rushed directly into the huge mountain of demon smoke.

The magical power that requires the sub-saint realm to be used, Yang Fanhai has always remembered it in his heart, and at this moment, he used it directly under the crisis.

The violent power of flames, coupled with the power of subduing demons, ignited the huge energy peak as soon as it rushed into the Demon Smoke Mountain and burned very quickly. In an instant, a huge sun star seemed to appear in the sky, scorching the earth in all directions.

"The power of Suzaku!"

Mo Lie frowned. The other party's move was not just about the image of the Vermillion Bird, but indeed the power of the Vermillion Bird. Xuanwu, Vermillion Bird, Qinglong... At this moment, he felt a great threat in his heart. These three were fine. If the other party uses the power of the White Tiger, it would be a terrible thing no matter how you think about it.

He must die... The murderous intent in his heart soared into the sky, activates various magical powers, and infinite demonic flames and demonic energy surrounded Yang Fanhai, and he also waved the demon butterfly and rushed directly over.

The strength of the Immortal King is suppressed by the essence of power, but his magical powers are still there. The divine power that can be called changing the world is far from comparable to Yang Fanhai. All parties come to fight, joining the swamp abyss, blocking all the way, leaving Yang Fanhai nowhere to escape.

Seeing that fierce attack hit her in front of her, Yang Fanhai's true energy suddenly changed, transforming into layers of white light, and golden auras rose everywhere. When it condensed, Mo Lie's face became even more ugly.

When the demon butterfly came to his front, he suddenly heard a roar, and a white tiger appeared around Yang Fanhai, with golden eyes hanging on his head and fiercely roaring. He rushed towards Mo Lie.

"Ao!"

As the tiger roared, the golden aura was like thousands of swords, piercing through the pillar of demon smoke, shattering the vastness of demon energy, passing through the light of demon butterfly, and hitting Mo Lie.

"Damn it!"

He cursed and was injured by a sword, and the demon retreated quickly. The four symbols of the prehistoric world are the strongest, and the killing spirit of golden sharpness has made the strongest people in the world dare not compete with it. The monster in front of him is indeed the power of the four symbols. The power of the white tiger and the power of the demon subduing power are terrifying. However, in his 30% state, he cannot ignore such an attack and is already injured.

With one move, Yang Fanhai roared several times, his eyes turned dark, and he became like an infinite universe. A few red lights flashed, fierce and cruel.

After shouting, four phantoms appeared all over the body, and Yang Fanhai activated all the power of the four symbols. Such magical powers were extremely amazing when using one move, and it was even more terrifying to use four moves.

The true energy is like the sea swelling, and it is consumed very quickly, but the evil energy absorbs the vital energy of heaven and earth to an indescribable level, and can be compensated for it in an instant.

The four symbols circled, and the evil aura waves destroyed the surrounding demonic flames and demonic energy. Yang Fanhai strode like a meteor and rushed towards Mo Lie. This was the strongest moment he had been practicing and the craziest moment. Not to mention that there was a very serious injury in front of him, even Emperor Haotian would chase him without hesitation.

The magic power of the Demon King will naturally not be defeated, and will repeatedly activate magical powers to block it when retreating. However, the four symbols gather together, and their power is prominent, and with the power of subduing demons, they cannot resist it at all.

"Damn it!"

Mo Lie scolded in his heart that he was an immortal king and could not fight against a sub-saint with magical powers, which was unbearable. He wanted to use the demon butterfly to destroy the opponent's weapons, but Yang Fanhai did not fight with him at this moment.

He chased and retreated, and in an instant, he traveled thousands of miles. His spiritual sense swept away, and Mo Lie suddenly looked to the north and was very happy. There was a large army coming in that place, about 100,000. He was in a bad state. If he could absorb the essence of flesh and blood to fight, he would be able to get back to the situation.

He used several magical powers in succession, transformed into a huge dark demon dragon and blasted towards Yang Fanhai, and rushed towards the northern army.

The four symbols roared, gnawing the broken demon dragon, Yang Fanhai collapsed like a tiger, and rushed to chase him quickly.

The 100,000 troops came towards Banquan, all of which were Zhu's troops. The retreat on the battlefield was naturally not to retreat directly, but to keep the rear army to cover it. The Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace knew that Gongsun Xuanyuan was powerful, so he did not dare to take it lightly and divided the millions of troops into two parts.

Half leads himself, and the other half is divided into four groups to intimidate the troops from the Xiong Kingdom and Yanzhou. The ones who came here at this time were one of the troops who used to cover the retreat of Zhu's army from Yanzhou.

Feeling the powerful aura coming, the monks who accompanied the army panicked and chose to escape immediately. But the magic power of the devil king was so easy to escape.

The demon liu rushed over and raised his hand. The demon smoke turned into a big hand and slapped it. It directly crushed nearly 10,000 soldiers, clamped the flesh and blood air tightly, compressed and condensed, and turned into a blood-colored droplet and flew towards his mouth.

This is also a way to absorb flesh and blood, essence and energy. It is extremely fast, but the effect is far less than before. The situation is urgent at this moment, so I don’t care about the effects.

Such a powerful power is irresistible. Suddenly, a powerful aura is coming quickly. Many Penglai monks were very happy. Seeing that this strange and powerful man was in a mess, he should have been chased. No matter who the visitor is, he may be a savior.

Surrounding the four symbols, Yang Fanhai rushed over like a beast. He saw Mo Lie absorbing the flesh and blood and essence and recovering his breath became a little stronger. Without saying a word, he slapped out with one palm and infinite evil aura gushed, but it was not killing Mo Lie, but was shrouded at the remaining eighty or ninety thousand soldiers.

The evil aura was like a cloud, covering instantly. When Yang Fanhai saw his palms open and close together, the evil aura was like a curtain rolling, flying towards him. Wherever he passed, not to mention the soldiers, even a weed was not left, and all turned into the essence of life and was absorbed by the evil aura.

The surviving monks of Penglai were ashamed. They thought they would have a savior, but they didn't expect that they would have a more ruthless one.

Mo Lie also cursed angrily. The other party's move was a way to remove firewood from the cauldron, and directly snatched the energy he had recovered. Seeing that the other party absorbed the essence of the army, the breath became even more intense, he had no choice but to retreat again.

After retreating far away, he felt another army coming. Without thinking too much, he rushed over quickly. As soon as he raised his hand, he had just absorbed more than ten thousand soldiers' energy, Yang Fanhai came again like a tiger, and used his old trick again. When he raised his hand, the evil energy was like a flying waterfall, swallowing all the other soldiers.

As he turned into a monster, his evil aura became even more terrifying and extremely vicious. He easily wiped out a hundred thousand troops in every move, which was unimaginable.

The demons were full of anger and almost ignited themselves. Not to mention the asymmetry of the number, even if they absorbed the same number of soldiers, they could not compare to the other party. Their own methods were extremely rough, and they could absorb up to three or five points at most with one hundred percent of their energy, but the other party's methods were to swallow them all, which was better than themselves.

At this time, Yang Fanhai activated the four-syllable power to rush over, wielding the black spear in his hand, and the wind blew here. After a series of war, the power of subduing demons made Mo Lie extremely uncomfortable, as if he was tied up and unable to display it.

This time, the boat capsized in the gutter and had no choice but to retreat.

He ran for thousands of miles again and suddenly felt a large army coming ahead. After a little sense of the spiritual consciousness, the number seemed to be more, with a total of 500,000 or 600,000. The demon liu couldn't help but be overjoyed and ran away crazily.

He rushed to the front of the army, without saying a word, raised his hand and slapped it out with a palm, ready to have a generous feast.

But this time it was not as smooth as before. As soon as this magical power was used, a sword light soared into the sky, carrying the unparalleled king's golden energy, slashed the shadow of the demonic energy palm, and instantly cracked it.

"this……"

Mo Lie was shocked. Goodbye to see the army ahead. A figure was sitting on the horse holding a bronze sword in his hand. He was imposing and mighty.

There was a big flag behind this man, and a black bear with teeth and claws on it, coveting all directions.
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