Chapter 397: The demons and fairies surrounded and killed, Jianmu appeared in the sky!
Liang Hui held the bell and placed it in front of his eyes, looking at the yellow fairy gold and the green bell.

In addition to the vitality as blazing as the sea, he also felt a hint of disharmony.

That is the inevitable defect of relying on the great way of earth and forcing ripening.

But Liang Hui didn't care too much.

This imperial bell, after all, is just a temporary magical weapon.

If there are defects, it's fine. Even if it's damaged, there's no need to regret it.

"Let's call it Wanlongling"

Liang Hui hung the fairy bell around his waist.

Step forward, the green clothes flutter and the bells ring sweetly.

In just a few steps, they had already moved away from the Yutuo Sea and were heading towards the center of the West Sea.

However, before he had walked far, Liang Hui suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes, and scanned the empty sea.

"Has it been discovered?"

"As expected, you are the Dragon King who can kill the White Lion brothers." The cold and cruel voice echoed between heaven and earth.

One after another, evil spirits rose up, infecting the sea and destroying the clouds.

Four huge beast shadows stood between heaven and earth, with their feet on the sea and the starry sky above their heads. Their eyes were like stars, drooping down and looking down at the young man in the middle.

"Long Jun, you kept us waiting."

"Silver dragon, great roc, yellow ox."

Liang Hui's gaze moved, and finally stopped on a black ape holding a pitch-black iron rod, with a grin on his face.

Lean your body slightly, an extremely simple action.

In an instant, the eight-foot-tall body seemed to fill the entire space, and all visible and invisible things were violently squeezed out.

"There's another monkey. Are you waiting here to die?"

"You are just a dragon king from the lower world. You are too arrogant. I will kill you today to avenge my brother's blood feud."

The silver dragon's vertical pupils were cold and contained murderous intent. Its body moved slightly and the evil aura in the sky reappeared, covering its body.

"Brothers! Form the formation!!"

"Yes!"

"Behead him!"

The four demon fairies retreated at the same time, uttering long howls.

Since we know that the enemy is powerful, how can we come here without preparing some means?

Under the roar.

shhhhh~~~
The four demon fairies held a star flag as tall as their bodies and shook it.

Immortal energy, demonic energy, qi and blood, all visible and invisible forces, all poured into the Star Banner.

Buzz buzz~~
Amid a series of roars, rays of starlight bloomed above the long banner, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

At this moment, the vast ocean evaporated, the earth collapsed, and the sky moved and the stars turned!
In an instant, countless starlight appeared billions of miles away from Liang Hui, crisscrossing and forming an extremely large formation.

Liang Hui raised his arms, feeling the stickiness in the space and the infinite world under the starlight.

"This formation? It's quite interesting."

Such a formation reminded him of a legendary magic formation.

"Qinglong! In this Four Evil Stars Array, you have nowhere to escape!"

The voice of the silver dragon seemed to echo in every part of the formation, making it impossible to lock onto his position.

"Ah!"

"escape?"

Liang Hui stretched out his arm, his face cold:
"It's never me who has to escape, it's you!"

Spread out your fingers and palms, and just change once.

Boom!

Countless stars collapsed and countless worlds disappeared.

The young man's figure disappeared at some point, and all that was left was an ancient tree with its roots in the underworld and its crown reaching up to the thirty-third heaven. Countless huge stars were circling around the crown.

Billions of living beings stand on Jianmu.

Roaring, roaring, burning everything, pushing the Jianmu down.

Click!

The crisp sound of breaking echoed in the formation.

Jianmu is broken!

The four demon fairies looked at the scene in front of them with horror.

Even with the protection of a large formation, the thought of retreating could not be suppressed. How could the Wood Dao, which was not good at fighting and magic, be so strong?

Even after making all kinds of preparations, I found that I still underestimated my opponent.

But, there is no way back!
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
The dragon roars, the roc cries, the ape howls, and the cow moos.

The four demon fairies tried their best to mobilize all the strength in their bodies and add it to the formation.

The sky was filled with bright stars, and the rays of starlight were entangled with each other, turning into chains, like roaring and howling dragons.

Driven by infinite power, it crashed into the collapsed Jianmu.

Boom! Boom! !
Violent and turbulent, rushing unrestrainedly, and fists whistling.

Under the huge collision, ripples crisscrossed.

At this moment, the starlight went out, the chains broke, and the stars fell.

The entire formation exploded and shattered under this punch.

Dapeng's heart was pounding. He reacted immediately and moved his body, transforming into a golden-winged Dapeng that covered the sky.

With a flap of its wings, it has flown billions of miles away.

He turned around and roared.

"Go quickly!!"

Suddenly, the roar stopped and his eyes were filled with fear.

It saw a white palm crossing the void and smashing the silver dragon's head.

It saw the yellow cattle struggling hard, burning everything, but only leaving half of its body.

It also saw the black ape roaring, raising its stick to the sky, and finally the stick broke and the ape died.

There was only one young man standing with his hands behind his back, looking at it with a smile.

"Let's go! Let's go!!"

Its heart and courage were shattered, and the blood all over its body began to burn without hesitation, turning into a golden light that pierced through space.

It has to rely on the Golden-Winged Roc clan, the fastest speed in the world, to escape this fatal situation.

Click!

Everything around it has turned into chaos, and its figure is almost luminous.

It swore that as long as it could escape from this place, it would never come to the West Sea again in its lifetime to face the Dragon King in front of it.

Suddenly, time froze.

The fist wind came whistling, and the golden feathers around its body fell off one by one, and in the blink of an eye it became a plucked chicken!

And the fist mark is still billions away.

But the next moment, Liang Hui's eyes had already arrived and saw the miserable Golden-winged Roc.

At this point, the mind, intention, and fist are all there!
Rumble!
Amid the loud and violent bang, the golden-winged Roc turned into a piece of meat and fell downwards without even a scream.

The fist mark instantly turned into a giant palm and grabbed it lightly.

All the remains of the Peng bird fell into Liang Hui's palm.

Snapped!
Liang Hui collected the remains of the Peng bird.

The meat was of fairy-level quality and had a lingering taste. The lion was almost eaten.

The young man stood on the sea, with his hands behind his back, sensing one gaze after another.

He snorted coldly.

The powerful intention strikes in all directions.

With a series of muffled groans, all prying eyes disappeared.

Liang Hui lowered his eyes and looked at the three mutilated corpses, with the corners of his mouth rising.

Although the demons are disgusting, they are really good at finding all kinds of treasures, and their meat is very chewy.

A thought.

The three demon corpses on the ground disappeared.

Liang Hui gladly accepted all of them, along with their collections.

After carefully sensing the collections in the general storage space, the young man's smile became even brighter.

Various precious medicines, minerals, and other things far exceeded his expectations.

Liang Hui stood here and began to classify various treasures in the storage space.

Soon all the precious medicines and rare stones related to the Pure Yang Avenue were selected out, a total of seventeen Pure Yang precious medicines and eight related rare stones.

It’s a pity that there are no sun debris, such a pure yang treasure.

(End of this chapter)