Chapter 236 The Demon King has arrived!

The long sword was mixed with rolling demonic energy, almost cutting through the void, and slashed towards the fist print.

At the same time, the leader of the Demon Spirit Sect, Chao Lu, attacked with all their strength.

Blood and golden light were like two torrents, following the long sword and crashing into the fist.

"This monster is not bad!"

Liang Hui's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he felt a slight pain from the fist mark.

However, with a thought, the true energy in his body burst out with all his strength, and his fist instantly collided with the downward-slashing long sword and the two golden and red torrents.

Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of collision resounded through the void.

The fist prints, long swords, and the two torrents of gold and red were in a stalemate, and in a very short period of time both sides continued to crush each other.

In an instant, the two had collided thousands of times, and the burst of light flooded the void, making everything seem so dim.

boom! boom! boom!
The scattered wisps of energy were like the explosions of thousands of thunders, and pieces of snow-white fragments flew in all directions, like hills falling down.

“So strong!”

During the collision, Yin Teng exclaimed in admiration, looking at the long sword that was breaking into pieces.

The snake swung its tail and retreated with a roar.

Liang Hui's eyes were cold and his fist thrust forward.

At the same time, an extremely strange roar sounded from the tip of the fist.

Time came to a standstill at this moment, only the fist continued to move forward, smashing the golden and red torrents and hitting the bodies of the two men and the monster.

"what!"

"Demon King!!"

In the endless fist light, Yin Teng mobilized his blood and roared with all his might.

The next moment, under the gaze of the Red Lotus Mother who was entangled with the Scarlet Cloud Sword, Yin Teng's demonic body, which was as big as mountains and rivers, suddenly exploded! !
Its demonic body flew across the sky like a long river of blood, gushing out torrents of blood!
Dyed a large area of ​​the void red.

Large chunks of flesh, blood, and bones flew through the air like rocks and fell everywhere.

After flying for hundreds of miles, only half of the wreckage of the tall silver dragon remained.

However, compared to Yin Teng, Chaolu, the Khan of the grassland tribes, was even more miserable.

With one punch, the body and even the soul were completely shattered and shattered, turning into dust.

The leader of the Demon Spirit Sect was pale, with blood flowing from her left shoulder, and her only remaining left arm was crushed by the fist.

She knew that this was Liang Hui's intentional holding back.

His expression was forlorn, and his eyes were still cold.

She strode forward. She had never regretted her decision. Now that things had come to this, she would splatter the other person's blood even if she died.

All the back-up plans and countless strategies and struggles that had been made seemed like a joke at this moment.

Liang Hui stood with his fist clenched, his eyes lowered, looking at the shallow knife mark on the back of his hand, with golden blood seeping out of it.

He shook his arm, shaking off the blood and evil spirit on it.

He looked at the leader of the Demon Spirit Sect who was striding towards him with an indifferent expression and glanced at him.

He took a step forward and rushed towards the place where the monster's body fell, and stabbed the leader of the Demon Spirit Sect at random with his spear-holding arm.

Stab it!

The peerless sharp edge pierced through the infinite magic secrets in an instant and went through the chest of the leader of the Demon Spirit Sect.

Let him fall to his knees, unable to get up.

The young man took a step forward and sneered as he passed over his body.

"How dare I, a mediocre person like me, think of swallowing the sky like an ant."

Without waiting for the Demon Spirit Sect's Taoist leader to respond, he had already arrived at Yin Teng's remains.

Suddenly, Liang Hui stopped and his expression became serious for the first time.

Yin Teng, who should have been half dead, actually closed his eyes and turned over his broken palm.

A huge picture was raised, and in that picture all the monsters and all things were worshipping a vague figure.

And this blurry figure became clearer and clearer at this moment, as if it was about to walk out of the painting.

terror!
Great horror!
My mind and body instinctively felt a great sense of crisis.

Without any hesitation, the Flowing Light Bell that had been left outside to block the void suddenly broke through the space and appeared in his palm.

Holding the bronze bell, he smashed it directly at the picture.

Click! Click!
With a silver bell-like chuckle.

Yin Teng suddenly exploded, and the blood turned into a tattered flag. This flag was mixed with a touch of reality in the illusion, filled with scratches and blood, and moved without wind.

The blood is sublimating and calling, while the soul is shattered.

An illusory blood-red door appeared, and a jade-like arm stretched out from it and grasped the flagpole.

"Failed again?"

A voice mixed with tenderness and a hint of helplessness echoed.

However, his movements did not slow down at all, he held the flag and chopped straight down at the bronze bell.

clang!
The world suddenly came to a standstill; both space and time came to a standstill.

Within thousands of miles, the wind did not move, the clouds did not flow, and even the light was stagnant.

hum!hum!hum!
Suddenly, the heaven and earth roared, all kinds of light emerged from the collision point, and all kinds of strange phenomena appeared.

The immortal light and the holy demonic power are competing and fighting.

Click!

The flagpole broke, the flag was shattered, the arm disappeared, and even the bloody door was smashed in an instant.

But Liang Hui was not happy at all at this moment, because the figure in the picture had already walked out of it.

The Demon King came out of the painting!
It was a human-shaped figure, not tall, wearing a snow-white robe, with long black hair tied up with a jade hairpin, and the face was blurry and unclear.

There was only one pair of eyes filled with curiosity.

The moment she appeared, rays, streaks, and wisps of divine light hung in the void like waterfalls. Countless more divine lights transformed into real dragons soaring into the sky, fairy phoenixes circling, and other strange phenomena enveloped her.

All directions are silent, as if countless living beings are kneeling down to worship here.

"You are not my real self, yet you dare to act like a ghost? Kill me!"

An explosive, domineering, and heavy-as-a-mountain momentum is rising.

Liang Hui held the Liuguang Bell and turned into an immortal stream of light, shattering all kinds of strange visions and killing towards the beautiful figure.

"God Emperor?"

It seems to be whispering, it seems to be murmured.

The graceful figure shrouded in glory slowly stretched out her hand and blocked the flowing light.

clang!
The slender palm pressed on the bronze bell, causing a sound of metal colliding.

The mountains and rivers within a radius of thousands of miles were shattered and crushed into powder at this moment.

"Not bad, you are too weak now."

The voice was serious and gentle, as if stating the facts.

kill!

There was no intention of replying.

Liang Hui looked calm, holding the Liuguang Bell, and charged forward with all his might.

The immortal light filled the sky and the earth, and the sound of bells resounded through the mountains and rivers.

The sound of collision continued to come from the two figures.

Liang Hui held the bronze bell and kept retreating, while the Demon King strode forward.

The fighting spirit was overwhelming, with every strike of the palm, the mountains and rivers turned to ashes and all living beings were annihilated.

Let the flowing clocks ring.

There was a difference of at least three major realms between the two of them. Even though Liang Hui was holding the Liuguang Bell, he was unable to defeat the other party's clone.

The boy's eyes were icy cold.

He was not going to delay any longer. The longer he delayed, the greater the variables would become. It was time to end this fight.

Liang Hui held the flowing light and started to charge again.

When he was about to touch the Demon King, he whispered in his heart:
'burst! '

Click!

A crack like a centipede appeared on the bronze bell.

Under Liang Hui's guidance, endless power slammed towards the Demon King.

At this moment, the Demon King was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Then it was submerged in an endless wave of energy.

(End of this chapter)