laugh!

A red sword light shot out, carrying the demonic intention of annihilating all things.

Then... he was pinched by the hands of a middle-aged man in purple robe.

Click!

With a flick of his right hand, the red sword light shattered.

"The little human demon... I admire your courage so much that you dare to break into the formation alone to find me!"

Demon King Zizai looked at Fang Xi with a smile on his face.

Now he was within his own formation, and with his cultivation in the late stage of integration, Fang Xi was not seriously injured in one blow, so the opponent was already destined to be lucky.

After all, in terms of skills and realm, it has an overall advantage.

The opponent's magic power is what it transmits, and it can be fully restrained.

In the past, even if the spiritual thoughts came across the realm, they could easily absorb the cultivation, energy, and even insights of the demon cultivator...

Now, with just a wave of his hand, this human demon cultivator can feel the deepest despair!

Demon King Zizai made a secret with one hand, and a black talisman appeared between his eyebrows, like a seed.

Fang Xi's complexion changed, and she felt that the 'His True Demonic Art of Transforming into the Emperor Zi Zi to Control All Spirits', which he usually used with his hands and fingers, suddenly began to backfire!

In fact, all the true demon energy is gathering together to seize the essence of the demon infant and throw it into the hands of the free demon king!

'No matter how many times I delete it, the essence of this magic power remains unchanged, and it is too powerful to be restrained.'

He sighed, and a dragon seal and talisman flew out from his body. With a flash of purple light, the demonic body that had shriveled up became plump again.

——After studying Long Zhangwen many times and gaining a deeper understanding of the path of time, the ‘Light Returning Talisman’ he now made has a momentary effect on the body, let alone the restoration of void perfection.

"Time-like talisman?"

When Demon King Zi Zi Tian saw this scene, a sneer appeared on his face: "Even if you can escape for a while, how can you escape for a lifetime... You are greedy for convenience and practice magic skills, and you have already fallen into this king's jar..."

This kind of talisman must have limitations.

As long as the power of the talisman is exhausted, this person's magic power will still be in its possession!

But at this moment, Demon King Zi Zi Tian suddenly realized that he could no longer sense the human demon cultivator.

In a flash of silver light, Fang Xi had already thrown the incarnation of the heretic into the Shinto world. The original deity appeared floatingly with a blood-evil flag in his left hand, a five-color cloud flag in his right hand, and a yellow-skinned gourd hanging from his waist.

Then, the five-color cloud flag turned into five flags, which were arranged in five directions, forming huge light gates.

A layer of five-colored clouds emerged, intertwined with the blood-colored mist.

The Demon King Zi Zi Tian suddenly felt that his connection with the great formation arranged here was becoming weaker and weaker.

"In the middle stage of integration...it turns out that it was just an incarnation of you!"

There was a trace of vigilance in the expression of the Demon King of Freedom: "Human Fusion Monk? Could it be that you were hired by the Wrathful Demon King to embarrass me?"

"No!"

The Taiyi Green Wood Divine Light Mask around Fang Xi floated, and when he flicked the blood evil flag, a sea of ​​blood emerged: "If fellow Taoist disciples are willing to dedicate this pure magic power to complete my heretic incarnation, we can discuss it!"
Chapter completed!