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The next moment, blood spattered out.

Amidst the screams, the figure of the ancestor of the true demon was wrapped in a cloud of blood mist, and Lin Xiaoyao's sharp eyes in the distance couldn't help but flash a gleam of joy.

It's done!

Although he didn't expect such an attack to be able to kill the powerful enemy in front of him, as long as he could seriously injure the opponent, there was hope for further delay.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Without the slightest sign, the ancestor of the true demon suddenly appeared behind him.

Very abrupt.

Lin Xiaoyao was not prepared at all.

His expression changed drastically.

"Little guy, you've been fooled!"

With the sound of a sneer reaching his ears, the other party punched him hard on the head.

Too late to hide!

Moreover, Lin Xiaoyao didn't have time to sacrifice any defensive treasures. In his busy schedule, he could barely move his body up a little.

But even so, he was still hit in the back by the opponent.

Immediately, blood gushed out of his mouth, and Lin Xiaoyao felt that he had lost half of his strength.

But the opponent didn't let it go, and continued to dance with both fists.

Bang bang bang!

There was a loud noise like thunder, as if there was a heavy hammer, hitting him hard one after another.

The blood in Lin Xiaoyao's mouth couldn't be stopped at all, and gradually, he completely lost the strength to resist.

The ancestor of the true devil didn't stop, and then he turned his palm over, and a strangely shaped machete with a magic blade emerged in his palm.

stab...

When he waved his hand, the chill was piercingly cold, and the ink-like glow of the knife engulfed Lin Xiaoyao in an instant.

After the blade glow disappeared, Lin Xiaoyao's figure reappeared in midair, but it was very miserable, having been cut in two.

And this was not over yet, and then the opponent's three heads opened their bloody mouths at the same time, and spewed out a large amount of magic flames from the mouths.

The sky was blackened, and in the blink of an eye, all the corpses and blood were turned into gray smoke.

The whole process was ups and downs, and when the other Demon Lords reacted, Lin Xiaoyao had already lost his soul.

"Invincible!"

"Master Ancestor is mighty!"

...

The demon king who was watching couldn't help showing an extremely excited look on his face, and cheered loudly in awe.

They are not flattering, but they really admire it in their hearts.

After all, the end of the gray-robed Demon Lord was still vivid in his mind, and Lin Xiaoyao's strength was obvious to all present.

But it is such a person who is difficult for everyone to look up to, but now he has been beheaded cleanly.

In this situation, let me ask you, why don't the Demon Venerables sincerely admire him?

Master Mozun is indeed invincible in the world.

The morale of the ancient demons soared, and a greedy and ferocious look appeared in their eyes.

The only thing they fear in this battle is this guy in front of them. Now that Lin Xiaoyao has lost his soul, then the Yinxianzong will be in their pocket next time.

Thinking of this, the faces of the ancient demons couldn't help showing excitement.

As the number one cultivating force in the spiritual world, the Immortal Sect has a profound foundation and countless rare treasures in the sect. After breaking it, everyone present counts as one, and everyone can reap huge benefits.

So they looked eagerly at the ancestor of the true demon, and only waited for his order to rush to the head of the Yinxianzong.

However, the face of the ancestor of the true devil did not show joy like everyone else.

On the contrary, his expression at this moment is extremely ugly, his face is gloomy, as if he is trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

For no other reason, the old monster finally found himself being tricked.

That stinky boy didn't fall at all, and after all his hard work, in the end, what he killed was just his incarnation.

Busy work!

Since it was an incarnation, he naturally failed to find the treasure he wanted as he wished.

"Damn, what is going on?"

The ancestor of the true devil can be sure that when he was in the devil world last time, what he encountered was the real body of this kid.

Then comparing the two, he came to an astonishing fact... the strength of the avatar he killed at this moment was almost as different as the opponent's body.

This is truly astonishing!

How did that little guy do it?

He frowned and thought.

Afterwards, the true demon ancestor raised his hand.

Facing the front from the air, he grabbed it.

stab...

He grabbed a piece of black ashes in his hand.

Just now he used magic flames to make the other party lose their souls, and in the end all that remained was these.

Looking carefully now, the expression of the ancestor of the true demon is gloomy and stunned: "Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, why does this kid have such a legendary treasure?"

"No wonder the strength of his avatar is almost comparable to the main body, so it is!"

The old monster's face was full of annoyance, but he finally figured out the cause and effect.

Besides, the other ancient demons all looked at each other in blank dismay.

The powerful enemy has already been punished, but why is the ancestor not happy at all?

No, it's not just unhappy, it's simply extremely depressed. Even if they are separated by more than a hundred miles, everyone can feel the overwhelming depression and anger in the heart of the adult.

Although the Demon Lords were curious, none of them asked. After all, they were not stupid. Who would choose this time to touch the fate of the First Ancestor!

These guys stopped cheering, one counted as one, all obediently closed their mouths, remained silent, and stood there with hands tied.

No one wants the ancestor to notice himself.

Because, no one wants to bear that terrible anger.

"It's no wonder that kid would go through all kinds of hardships and procrastinate time at any cost. It turns out that all of this is for his own body."

"Presumably at this moment, his body is at a critical moment that cannot be disturbed. Is he ready to break through?"

Thinking of this, the expression on the face of the True Demon Ancestor suddenly became sharp, and there was still a hint of anxiety.

After all, in his opinion, that kid is already so difficult to deal with now. If he goes one step further and becomes a quasi-sage-level powerhouse, then even if he descends here, he may not be able to defeat him.

This thought turned in his mind, and the face of the old monster in front of him suddenly became even uglier.

As the saying goes, danger must be nipped in the bud, and this situation is naturally something he would never want to see.

No, you can't turn a blind eye, you must kill that guy as soon as possible, and you must not let his body break through the current realm!

This thought turned in his mind, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, showing murderous intent!

Seeing this situation, the Demon Lords became more and more silent, not daring to say more.

"Let's go, follow the old man back to the head of Yinxianzong."

Recalling the scene just now, it is not difficult for the True Demon Ancestor to deduce that the true body of this boy Lin must be hidden in the depths of the Immortal Sect.

Most of them are retreating in the sect's most precious cave, and he must not break through now, so now is the best time to intercept and kill him.

If you're lucky, you don't even need to do it yourself, as long as you exert a little influence, you can make that kid go crazy.

Thinking of this, a icy smile appeared on the face of the ancestor of the true devil. As the saying goes, good luck and bad fortune depend on each other. Although that kid took the lead, he might not be the one who laughed at the end.

Of course, the time is very tight, and there must be no delay at all, so he flew back towards the main rudder of Yinxianzong with the magic glow all over his body.

The Demon Venerable who was left behind looked at each other in blank dismay.

They are still in a cloud of fog and don't understand what happened. Why does the ancestor have such an angry face? After finally killing a powerful enemy, there is no sign of happiness.

No one knows why.

But seeing him fleeing far away at this moment, all the Demon Venerables looked at each other, no one dared to delay in the slightest, so they followed up suspiciously.

...

Meanwhile, on to the other side.

At this moment, at the helm of the Yinxian Sect, the ancient demons and the cultivators of the sect are fighting fiercely.

But as time went by, gradually, the situation of the ancient demons became more and more unfavorable.

Although in terms of numbers alone, they are far more than the immortal cultivators in front of them, but because of the accident just now, the ancestors of the true demons and the demon masters all ran away, and only a few Da Luo-level existences were left to chat.

It is extremely insufficient in terms of high-end combat power, but it is difficult to make up for the disadvantages in this area by relying on numbers.

And don't forget, this is the head of the Yinxianzong, and the opponent has the right time, place and people, and the help of various formation restrictions.

In this way, the situation faced by the ancient demons is even more unfavorable.

Although they were numerous in number, they gradually became overwhelmed.

On the contrary, the human monks swept away the frustration and panic just now, and fought fiercely one by one, regardless of their cultivation level, they tried their best to display all their abilities, trying to kill the ancient demon in front of them.

And the reason why they work so hard is, of course, to protect the main rudder of the sect.

As for the second reason, it was because the head of the sect offered extremely generous rewards to the disciples of the whole sect after discussing with the elders.

Therefore, every time they kill an ancient demon, it means a large amount of income from spirit stones and cultivation resources.

Faced with such a god-given opportunity, how could the monks not do their best?

"ah!"

The screams kept coming to the ears.

Finally, after reaching a certain critical point, the ancient demons collapsed.

The departure of the ancestors of the True Demons and the Demon Venerables without saying goodbye had already dealt a blow to their morale, but now the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable. Seeing the companions around them fall one after another, the mentality of the ancient demons finally collapsed.

I don't know who chose to retreat first.

Then the people around followed suit, and more and more ancient demons fled and retreated, influencing each other, and finally got out of control, and the army was defeated...

The immortal cultivators were all overjoyed, how could they let go of this god-given opportunity in front of them?

So there was no need to order, and they all followed behind.

The one who took the lead was a thin old man.