"Hahaha!"

The Thunder Demon Sword burst into laughter. The blood evil spirits filled his body squirmed, and a violent aura surged wildly with the laughter.

The laughter echoed in the ears of a person and invaded his mind. Those who have weak will fall into the illusion in an instant, and when they see it, they are all purgatory on earth, and endless fear continues to spread in their hearts.

In an instant, many people couldn't hold on, their faces became extremely pale, and blood appeared in their eyes.

"Do it!"

Yan Teng's face changed slightly, and he could no longer let the other party's blood evil explode like this unscrupulously.

"Shenxiao Demon-Subduing Stick!"

Xuan Fei took the lead and used the Zen stick in his hand as a stick to display the famous demon-subduing stick in Qinglei Temple.

Thunder suddenly surged, and dazzling lightning bursts of lightning surged in his Zen stick in his hand, like a thundersnake entangled in it.

Bang!

The Zen stick slammed into the void, and the void in front of him was like a plane, and a huge hole was blasted out. A circle of dazzling lightning light outside the hole evolved into countless Buddhist scriptures, and then quickly formed a vast scroll to appear.

The powerful loud noise interrupted the other party's laughter in an instant, and a terrifying golden swastika symbol burst out from the scroll, rushing towards the Thunder Demon Sword.

"Depending on the white clouds, the cranes dance!"

Lei Lan's figure became illusory. His sword burst out and immediately evolved into a sea of ​​clouds. The sword light bloomed in the clouds, like a crane, floating without a trace.

But the most amazing one was Yan Teng. He stood there without moving, raised his hand and slapped him in the air.

boom!

A huge huge palm fell from the sky. Under the huge palm, the people were about to crawl, and the heaven and earth seemed to be shrinking under this palm.

The three of them did not hold back, and almost made the most powerful killer move. They didn't want to be entangled with the Thunder Demon Sword for too long.

"Good come!"

The Thunder Demon Sword raised a smile on the corner of his mouth. Before everyone could take a closer look, a sword appeared in his hand.

A sword!

A blood-colored light burst out in the sword body, and the flying swastika symbol was cut in half after a moment of support.

It was still this sword, or this sword light that turned into blood-colored lightning, swung its tail in the void and evolved into a dragon snake, rushed into the sky, and shook it directly out of the sword that turned into Lei Lan and turned into a crane.

It's still this sword!

It was the sword that turned into a blood-colored dragon snake. After shaking the Thunder Lan, it made a shocking dragon roar. The dragon snake turned into a blood-colored demon dragon, and it circled and hit the giant hand that was holding the sky.

Bang!

The void exploded, blood light and sword light stormed, and the majestic giant hand was shattered like a mountain.

Xuan Fei took five steps back, Lei Lan took seven steps back, and Yan Teng took two steps back.

And Leng Aoran only used one sword.

"Fight with me, you little kids are very tender!" A sharp edge burst out from the eyes of the Thunder Demon Sword, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Teng and the other two looked quite ugly. Although they knew that they had some gaps with each other, they did not expect that the gap was beyond imagination.

"Tonight, I will let you know why I am cold and arrogant, and why I am called the Thunder Demon Sword!"

Leng arrogantly shouted, and the world around the world suddenly turned cold.
Chapter completed!