The three flying boats from the north had stronger attack power, with hundreds of flying swords flying everywhere, and their target was to go towards a tall black armored demon. Judging from the spiritual pressure exposed from the black armored demon, this demon was a level 8 troll, but at this moment, he was suppressed by a group of flying swords and attacked the flying boat flawlessly.

At the head of the sky, stars flew down, specifically attacking a group of level seven and level six demons. Although the number of these stars is not large, they are endless. Obviously, the monks in the flying boat are taking turns to perform the star-falling technique.

Dao Kuang couldn't help but secretly envious. In such a dangerous situation, the cultivators of the God Guards of the Beihuan Immortal Palace were busy but not in a mess, and they had the opportunity to counterattack. The attacks were sharp and fierce. This quality was far from comparable to the cultivators of the War God Hall of the Burial Immortal Palace.

The wind was howling in his ears, and swords and swords were flying. Che Buchi and the thin old man chased each other reluctantly. While dodging, Daokuang swung his sword and slashed at the huge two-headed demon eagle. The eighth-level armor on his body was a treasure. There were not many pieces of the entire Beitian Immortal Realm, at least Yin Kaitian did not. He was not afraid of these illusory swords and swords that flew from a long distance. What's more, he wanted to attract Che Buchi and the thin old man, so that Hu Chi, Bai Hong and others had the chance to escape.

Suddenly, he remembered Monk Danshan. This guy rushed over to help the war just now, and he was even more active than him, and now he ran to where he went.

After letting go of spiritual enlightenment, my heart suddenly sank.

On the other side, Monk Danshan was fighting fiercely with Sang Qingshu. Not far away, many monks from the Red Gold Realm were helping with Sang Qingshu and besieging Monk Danshan. The burly man defeated by the thunder sword was now rushing towards Monk Danshan, as if he was going to join forces with Sang Qingshu to siege.

The disciples of Liufu Temple under the command of Monk Danshan were missing, and I don’t know if they were killed by Sang Qingshu. It seems that not only Wuya Mountain betrayed the alliance of the five major sects, the Shenfu Palace also became a traitor.

For thousands of years, Wuya Mountain and Shenfu Palace have been living in the shadow of the Burial Immortal Palace and cannot become the strongest force in the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm. At this moment, Wuya Mountain, Shenfu Palace and Hantian Palace colluded and stood together, and started to attack the Burial Immortal Palace, Beihuan Immortal Palace, and Liufu Temple. It was clearly a delusion to use external forces to dominate the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm and turn the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm into the sky.

At present, the enemy has an absolute advantage. Monk Danshan must not die or escape. Otherwise, he, Lei Yidao, Yin Kaitian and Luo Xinghe alone would probably be unable to defeat the opponent. If this battle is defeated and Zhenbeicheng is lost, the two demon clans and external forces will directly advance the war to the Burial Immortal Palace. Within the traditional sphere of influence of the Beihuan Immortal Palace, the Beitian Immortal Realm will inevitably be in chaos.

Once the car is not too late, Sang Qingshu, Kang Xian and other large groups of powerful people in the Color Star Realm and eighth-level demons may even capture the Burial Immortal Palace and the Beihuan Immortal Palace Mountain Gate and destroy their sects.

The spiritual sense swept across the other direction. Lei Yidao had killed only a few disciples of Wuya Mountain who had escaped from the city. He was about to remind Lei Yidao and asked Lei Yidao to help the monk Danshan as soon as possible, but a sword light came from behind him, and it hit him hard on his back. He failed to penetrate the armor, but hit him soared forward.

A sweet throat, a mouthful of blood squirted out involuntarily, and a slight sensation in my heart. I didn't dare to be distracted and thought too much. I used the power to run forward and wanted to kill the two-headed demon eagle in close proximity.

Che Buchi and the other three had hit him more than ten times in a row. Although he could not break his armor and cut his magic body, he could hurt his internal organs and did not dare to be hit too much.

His heart moved at will, and more than ten long swords circling around him slashed towards the two-headed demon eagle. Thirty-two golden stars suddenly appeared on the head of the sky. More than half of the big stars flew towards the two-headed demon eagle, while the other half of the big stars hit Che Buchi behind him. The thin old man smashed the light and shadow behind him. As the light and shadow flashed behind him, a golden body of magic figure that was thousands of feet high floated out. Two big hands grabbed the void, each with a big sword in his hand, and each swung the knife to slash at Che Buchi and the thin old man.

At this moment, the sword maniac had all his magical powers, and he only wanted to fight quickly and kill a demon.

The two-headed demon eagle had to dodge in the face of this fierce attack. Before dodging, it was a rain of blood sprayed towards Daokuang. The blood rain exploded and turned into thousands of blood arrows as thick as fingers, attacking Daokuang in densely. The blood arrow exuded a strong smell of blood and rotten smell, which clearly contained a very poison.

Dao Kuang did not dodge or dodge, and suddenly golden light spread around him. He sacrificed a thick protective light shield and rushed forward in the face of the blood rain. He slashed the void with anger. The sword light slashed through the void and burst into blood rain, and it hit the left wing of the two-headed demon eagle in a flash. With a muffled sound, the demon eagle's huge body flew towards one side uncontrollably.

Boom boom boom, three golden stars hit the body of the demon eagle almost at the same time, completely out of control and falling to the ground.

The puppet that was fighting with the demon eagle shook, rushed over, holding a sword in both hands, and slashed on the right head of the demon eagle with a sword. Blood light splattered, and one of the heads of the demon eagle suddenly flew out, and a black and red demon blood fountain gushed out, spraying out the puppet head and body. With the sizzling sound, the protective light outside the puppet body dissipated, and the silver-white body instantly turned into a black and purple color, with bumps and cracks appearing, and the stench filled the void.

The puppet seemed to be fine, jumped into the air, waved the giant sword in his hand with both hands, and slashed at the other head of the demon eagle.

The wind was howling, and the demon eagle's right wing, like iron cast, spread outward, swept across, and hit the puppet's chest. With a muffled sound, the puppet was knocked away by a powerful force, and the sword in his hand failed to cut the demon eagle.

However, the sword maniac had already rushed over the head of the demon eagle, and roared and slashed the demon eagle's left head, slashing its head down.

The demon eagle slashed obliquely on the left wing, slashed the body of Daokuang, and flew backwards. Unfortunately, the two cut off heads could not grow back, and the huge body lost control and accelerated to the ground to fly.

With two muffled bangs, the two heads of the demon eagle exploded almost at the same time, and two green lights flew out, turning into two lifelike little eagles in the air, shaking their wings and flying high, flashing thousands of feet, and rushing towards a group of demon birds in the distance.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Daokuang's mouth, and did not chase the demon eagle's soul. He looked left and right and jumped towards the green-clothed demon.

Among the group of demon birds, the highest level is only at the seventh level. The demon eagle's soul escapes. Even if it can successfully take over the body, what can it do to him?

The green-clothed demon had already suppressed Yin Kaitian's other puppet body within a small range, and beat him to pieces, and it would be quickly solved. At this moment, seeing the sword man coming in a fierce attack, I couldn't help but be shocked. I swung the axe to force the puppet to retreat, and then slashed out a series of axe shadows at the sword man, and then turned around and ran away.

"Aren't you very good at fighting? Stop, where can you escape?"

Dao Kuang chased him hard, and he could see clearly that the green-clothed demon was the first level 8 demon to find Yin Kaitian. He was powerful and the demon pill in his body must be extraordinary. The two axes in the green-clothed demon's hand are not ordinary, so it is very necessary to grab them.

But the green-clothed demon dared not stop. Yin Kaitian was attacked several dozens of attacks, but he became more and more brave and stronger as he fought. During the battle, he kept swallowing pills and overdrawing his magic power. He was obviously fighting to the death. The two puppets were also extremely strong in copper and iron bones. Facing the siege, the sword maniac chose to come to help Yin Kaitian. They were clearly desperate, just like Yin Kaitian.

The human race has many methods. It is common to self-destruct magic weapons, self-destruct magic bodies, and self-destruct souls before death. Once he is entangled by these two desperate people, he may be despaired here for thousands of years of practice. He is afraid that he will run away.

The wind was howling behind him, and golden sword lights came like raging waves. The magic power in the green-clothed demon was boiling, and he used his strength to run forward.

"Stop for grandpa!"

"Small, see where you can escape!"

"Kneel down for grandpa!"

Dao Kuang roared and chased him reluctantly, but there was a loud noise behind him. The golden body of the Dharma Image was shattered by a pile of flying swords sacrificed by Che Buchi. Suddenly, a strong wind roared above his head, and big stars flew down one after another, trying to block his way.

Half of these big stars were sacrificed by the car without delay, while the other half was sacrificed by the thin old man.

Lin Quan, a man in silver armor, had already picked up the magic weapons and space bracelets left by the disciples of Wuya Mountain on the ground, and also rushed over to drive the escape light, slamming the sword from afar, and the fist wind was strong.

"Damn it!"

Dao Kuang growled, having to stop rushing forward, while dodging the flying stars on the other side, waving the knife to protect his body.

Three against one, he had to hide.
Chapter completed!