This attack was unreserved. With Mei Jinshui's Taoist practice, the two magical golems will inevitably end up being crushed to pieces.

But when it comes to understanding the laws of heaven, mortals who are at the bottom of the well can never be superior to the demon gods in the lower world outside the sky.

When Mei Jinshui took action, the last golem floating outside the magic tower also reacted, raised his hand and made an obscure moan. The thunder spear smashed down from the sky collectively lost its direction, went down vertically, and completely turned into a thunderstorm.

Boom boom boom boom-

The earth was suddenly full of holes.

The formation that originally bound the two demon golems was also dismantled the next moment.

The two golems were hit by thunder spears a few times, but the damage was not great and there was no pain at all. After regaining their freedom, they rushed over the thunder pool and attacked the two of them.

When plums near the water saw this scene, they quickly and in a deep voice:

"Kill the warlock first, the attainments of heavenly magic and magic are not inferior to me, so don't give it a mobile phone."

Zuo Lingquan replicated the Valkyrie on the front, which is basically the same as a tough chewing the armored dragon turtle. If he can win, he will be madly output by the magic golem behind him. He immediately changed his strategy and bypassed the impact of the double-mace golem at a terrifying speed and rushed to the demon-suppressing tower in the center of the world.

Xiao Qingming didn't want to take action, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could only serve as the shield of the golem. He flew to meet him and punched Zuo Lingquan.

The double-mace golem seemed to have received the order and did not pursue Zuo Lingquan. Instead, he continued to rush towards Mei Jinshui, who was fighting and retreating, and launched a joint attack with the sword cultivator golem.

In the situation of four against two, even though the four golems have not yet been fully formed, their combat power is far less than that of the original body, but relying on their natural advantages in their own ways and their unconscious fearlessness, they still have a terrifying effect.

The martial arts cultivator is in front of the interfering blocking, and the sword cultivator who focuses on the explosion is responsible for sprinting and attacking a warlock who has no support. Even if it is at a lower level, the normal situation is 100.

Zuo Lingquan, a sword cultivator, was pulled by Xiao Qingming and allowed the warlock to pour out firepower behind him, which was not much different from being beaten while standing.

Boom--

After only a few breaths of fighting between the two sides, Mei Jinshui was forced to retreat more than ten miles under the impact of the golemn fearlessness. This place could not summon the illusion of the Qinglong, and its strength was limited, so he had to take out the Bagua Mirror and take a defensive move.

Zuo Lingquan was pressed to the spot. While resisting Xiao Qingming, he tried his best to avoid various magical techniques that were unpredictable.

Xiao Qingming noticed that Zuo Lingquan had fallen into Wangji, and his reshaped body was not as powerful as the Immortal Lord. He felt a little difficult to deal with, so he spoke:

"What can you do if you win? Senior Demon has arrived outside the door and doesn't want to brute force to destroy resources. Resistance is a way to die. Now you can still have a chance to surrender..."

"Fuck you."

Zuo Lingquan didn't treat Xiao Qingming as a thing at all, but was just frustrated by the sorcerer behind him. Seeing that it was impossible to get close to him, he no longer cared about the consequences of borrowing the power of Taiyin. He raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Qingming and the magic puppet behind him.

Sa--

Xiao Qingming's experience was still at the time of the last fight. He had no idea what Zuo Lingquan had learned during the time, nor could he understand the upper limit of the demon king Tengsheng.

Jianfeng took action, Xiao Qingming thought it was the "half of the sword" commonly used by Zuo Lingquan, and wanted to dodge it sideways.

But the next moment, Xiao Qingming was shocked to find that his chest was broken flat and slid backwards, and he could see the broken spine, but his body still had the consciousness of his feet.

From Zuo Lingquan's perspective, the two magic golems in front were penetrated into a line by the sword's edge, and the upper body moved horizontally backwards and instantly broke into two pieces. As well as the demon-suppressing tower behind them, they were cut off from it.

Boom-

In an instant, the horizontal space was restored, and the top of the Demon-Suppressing Tower fell from mid-air.

The two demon golems that were broken into two pieces fell to the ground at the same time.

Xiao Qingming looked at the broken chest cavity with blood and internal organs scattered and gushing, his eyes were incomprehensible:

"this……"

Zuo Lingquan didn't say a word of nonsense, seized the opportunity to make up for a sword, stabbed Xiao Qingming's head, and smashed the dead demon god's lackey, and then pointed a sword behind him.

Swish-

The two demon golems that were crazy about attacking Mei Realm Shui were controlled by the remnant soul of the demon when his teammates were instantly instantly, and at the same time, they turned around and rushed towards Zuo Lingquan.

But under one sword, the two magic golems were worn with candied haws, broken into two pieces and fell from the air. The terrifyingness of Teng Sheng, the peak sword, was also fully demonstrated at this time.

Zuo Lingquan drew his sword too quickly, and he attacked almost at the same time, and the dangerous battlefield ended abruptly after the sword light passed.

Mei Jinshui was knocked out for several miles. When she was pulling with all her might, she suddenly found that four opponents were instantly instantly. She was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise:

"You wouldn't have beaten like this earlier? It made me worried for a long time!"

"How do I know this sword is useful?"

Zuo Lingquan instantly had four opponents in two swords. He was frightened and wanted to go back and pay Tengsheng a tuition fee as soon as possible.

But at this moment, there is obviously no chance.

Zuo Lingquan cut off the golem and found that the broken golem body was quickly moving closer and healing.

Mei Jinshui didn't care about these things and flew into the sky:

"I blocked the cracks in the world. You crushed the golem and raised the bones and raised them to ashes. Be careful of the remaining souls of the demons in the tower."

While speaking, Mei Jinshui rushed into the golden torrent, spread her arms and flew towards the sky with the golden torrent, as if she pushed back to the waterfall falling straight to the sky.

The transmission of power was hindered, and a response came from the sky:

"Ga—"

An indescribable low roar seemed to come from the distant deep space, carrying terrible pressure that mortals could not bear.

Zuo Lingquan shattered the remains of the demon golem on the ground with his sword. He was affected by the pressure, his soul was shaken, and fear arose, and even had the urge to abandon the sword and fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan was very smart and resisted the impact of the soul. He quickly shattered several magic golems at a thunderous speed, and locked the wreckage and the demon-suppressing tower with the sword formation.

And above the sky.

Mei Jinshui faced the demon god outside the sky, and the soul impact she felt was a hundred times stronger than Zuo Lingquan. Her soft face was instantly twisted, her eyes were filled with bloodshot, and she gritted her silver teeth and let out a low murmur:

"ah--"

Then the speed increased instead of decreasing, and with endless huge power, it quickly approached the crack on the sky.

On the dim and desolate land, a figure in white dress slowly emerged from the sky, and against the backdrop of the golden torrent and vast pressure, it was as small as an ant.

But the figure did not pause at all, and endured the unimaginable impact of ordinary people and rushed to the sky.

Even though blood beads flowed from the corners of his eyes, he still stared at the crack of golden light with his dragon eyes, and his green light poured out all over his body, just like Nuwa repairing the sky, bit by bit.

Time passed little by little, and the golden torrent pouring from the sky was gradually decreasing.

Zuo Lingquan pressed the remains of the demon golem and paid attention to the unsealed demon tower. He did not see the devil soul rushing out, but instead heard a few low roars coming from the demon tower:

"quack--"

The voice cannot understand the meaning, but it is laughter, a laugh that is ridiculous and contemptuous.

It was like an adult, standing outside the ant's nest, looking down at the two little worker ants, strengthening the entrance of the ant's hole in an almost stupid and ridiculous way, trying to block the shovel in his hand.

This laughter makes people feel desperate. Facing a power that is not the same plane at all, no matter what reaction is made, all those who wait for it are overestimating their abilities and helplessness.

Through this laughter, Zuo Lingquan realized that they were no different from the little ant, and everything they did might be futile.

But what can they do?

Even if the opponent mocks and contempts him, he can only use his own understanding and do his best to repair the gap in the nest, hoping to resist strong enemies. Once his mind cannot hold on, he will open his door and not even have a futile opportunity.

Boom-

Deafening thunder came from the sky.

Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth and controlled everything on the ground. After waiting for a while, the sky suddenly darkened, the golden light that illuminated everything disappeared, and the earth returned to death.

Zuo Lingquan looked up and saw that the sky was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was no sign of damage.

The figure in a white dress fell down from the air like a willow leaf swaying in the wind. The blue light on its body had not yet dissipated, and it dragged out a trail.

Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth, inserted the aura sword at the top of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, flew up, and caught Mei Jinshui in the air.

Mei Jinshui had wiped away the blood and tears in the corners of her eyes, but she could not wipe away the exhaustion after cutting off the connection between heaven and earth with one person's strength. Her cheeks turned pale and there was no blood. It seemed that everything in her body was hollowed out.

She was held in her arms, took out a bracelet and stuffed it into Zuo Lingquan's hand:

"Quickly repair the Demon-Suppressing Tower, I will teach you..."

Zuo Lingquan has no support at the end of the world. Even if he sees that plum blossoms are close to the water, he can only seal the remains of the demon first.

Zuo Lingquan fell in front of the Demon Suppression Tower, put Mei Jinshui on the ground, took out the formation stone from Linglong Pavilion, and quickly repaired the Demon Suppression Tower according to Mei Jinshui's command.

The devil's soul was still in the deep well, and he did not react at all to it, nor even tried to struggle. He was just quietly in the abyss, watching the demon-suppressing tower being sealed little by little.

This kind of peace that violates common sense lies behind it with disdain that can make people crazy.

Zuo Lingquan tried his best to seal the residual soul of the demon. Faced with this silent silence, he only felt that his behavior was funny and ridiculous, and had no meaning at all.

Mei Jinshui lay on the stone platform, looking at the man in white who was working hard to build the Demon-Suppressing Tower. After thinking about it, he showed a familiar smile:

"The demons are just doing this little Taoism, they just like to attack their hearts. The heaven has already made up, and it will be fine if they have to repair the Demon-Suppressing Tower. The Demon God is squatting outside. We will definitely not dare to open the Dao of Longevity. After we go back, I apologize to Yutang and live back to Meishan..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't say anything, but just built a demon-suppressing tower bit by bit, using his absolute persistence when practicing swords, suppressing all distracting thoughts in his heart, so as not to stop the movements in his hands due to the shake of his mind.

But in the end, the Demon-Suppressing Tower had not been repaired yet, and Zuo Lingquan's movements stopped.

Kakka—

A few light sounds of glass shattering came from above the sky.

Mei Jinshui sighed deeply, with helpless melancholy in her eyes, and she looked into the sky in a blink of an eye.
To be continued...