The Demon King of Forge hurriedly turned around and jumped to the side, but he was already one step slower.

A sea of ​​fire and fire exploded in the air, and then the void was twisted and broken, and gusts of wind blew from the sky.

The figure of the Demon Lord of the Mountain disappeared, and the broken space increased rapidly, and the green scales spread towards the Li Yu.

"Chase!"

Li Yu shouted softly, and his figure shook, and he stepped into the broken void in one step. Wherever his figure passed, the shattered void was twisted one after another. Several space cracks flew over, but he turned strangely in advance, rushed to one side, and continued to tear the space and expand the fragmentation.

Qinglin did not hesitate and raised his legs and followed Li Yu.

In the distance, a black light rushed over, and arrived at the edge of the broken space. It suddenly stopped. The Eagle Emperor appeared, stared at the broken space for a few glances, gritted his teeth, and stepped in one step.

He has been to the sky for many times, and is not unfamiliar with it. As the most powerful eagle in the Demon Realm, the sky wind has no threat to his demon body. The reason why he has not been besieged and killed by the demons in recent years is that he relied on this move. He directly tore the void and escaped into the sky after being defeated.

As for the danger of escaping from the sky... Even Qinglin dared to go, but if he didn't go, what would Li Yu think? He was afraid that the danger would be even greater.

The strong wind was like a knife, and it hurt slightly when it hit the face. The space in front of me was white, without a sense of direction, without green mountains and green waters. Apart from the shadowless wind that could blow people at any time, it was cold and cold.

Outside this day, without the constraints of interface power, there is no need to worry about space collapse. What we have to worry about is whether a hurricane will blow, whether a meteorite will fly, whether it will be frozen to death, and whether it will lose its direction and fall into a complex and chaotic space.

A masterpiece of light and shadow in front.

Flames, thunder flying, sword light, stick shadows scattered.

The skeletons in the Demon King Fushan sounded like beans, and the demon flames around him rolled. The originally thin body turned into a monkey-shaped monster with sharp horns and red hair, with thin waists and wide shoulders, and the muscles on his body were kneaded, exuding a sense of power. The mace in his hand danced like flying, and the stick pointed directly at Li Yu, forcing Li Yu to retreat step by step. He ignored Qing Lin, who assisted one side, and let Qing Lin slash his sword.

The flaming sword lights slashed on him, not only did not hurt the giant ape, but instead caused the light from the mace in the giant ape's hand to burst into flames.

The Eagle Emperor hesitated whether to come forward to help, staring at the back of the Demon Lord Fushan, and felt envious. If you talk about the speed, the Demon Lord Fushan, the ten thousand-year-old demon, is not his opponent, but if you talk about the body that is powerful and brute force, look at the Demon Realm, you can hardly defeat the Demon Lord Fushan.

Moreover, the mysterious magic skills practiced by the Fushan Demon Lord can rebound the attacks that fall on him or quickly convert them into his own magic power. Therefore, the Fushan Demon Lord has never been afraid of siege of demons, unless the besieger has multiple powerful people of the type of Fushan Demon Lord, or can break through the defense of the Fushan Demon Lord, in this way, it may be in danger for the Fushan Demon Lord.

Suddenly, when a loud noise came, Qinglin's figure flew back to one side, cut off the mountain knife and his arm holding the knife trembled, and he was knocked away by the Demon Lord of the Overmount.

The sword light slashed by Qinglin could not break through the defense of the Demon Lord of the Forgetting Mountain. The Demon Lord of the Forgetting Mountain hit him casually, but he smashed the Qinglin that was approaching for such a long distance, and the knife in his hand was also knocked away.

"Sweeping array!"

Li Yu's voice suddenly sounded in the green scales, and the Eagle Emperor's ears were heard at the same time. At the same time, Li Yu took a step forward and waved his swords to slash at the Demon King of the Mountain. Suddenly, golden light shone around him, and the spiritual pressure in his body rose rapidly.

The Demon King of Fushan is indeed a difficult opponent. His divine power and demon body are as powerful as him, and his speed is also three points better than him.

Such a powerful enemy, Qinglin is no match for him at all. If you help on one side, you may be helping you worsen.

As for the Eagle Emperor, he may not be able to stop the devil of the mountain covering the mountain.

The bloody light shone brightly on the two swords, and the left and right slashed at the Demon King of Fushan with one sword. Li Yu no longer retreated, but pressed step by step.

Dingding Dangdang's loud noise, sparks splashed on the mace in the hands of the Demon King of the Mountain, and spiked thorns were cut off, and the sword marks on the body of the stick were scattered. Although this stick was also a top-grade magic treasure, it could not stop the slash of these two long swords.

Finally, after hundreds of direct collisions, the mace in the hands of the Demon King Fushan was cut off by the sword light.
Chapter completed!