The other snake heads hissed at the same time. Their yellow tongues moved in and out. They opened their mouths and bit at Li Qingshan like mountains.
"Break! Break! Break! Break! "
Li Qingshan bellowed out repeatedly. The four snake heads basically collapsed at the same time, like the collapse of a mountain, revealing a dark-red fracture. Demon blood surged out violently, spraying into the air like a downpour.
The Kings of Yin and Yang silently arrived behind Li Qingshan. Suddenly, they opened their mouths, but no sound came out. The demonic sound had already surpassed the limits of hearing, becoming silent and undetectable. It surged towards Li Qingshan faster than the speed of sound.
Li Qingshan's figure twisted and dissipated in the demonic sound!
"Afterimage?!" Yin Yang Lord's eyes popped out in disbelief. As Demon Kings, they could only see afterimages!
A red bolt of lightning tore through the sky. It was a blood-red blade aura. It streaked across the sky and left behind a zigzag trail.
Without any warning, the huge snake heads broke off and fell into the swamp. A loud rumble resounded, and muddy water filled the air.
The red lightning paused and revealed Li Qingshan. He sucked in a deep breath, and the wings of wind and fire on his back unfurled to several hundred meters. His blood surged like it was about to be set alight. He swung his blade at the Nine-headed King's final head!
"Hiss hiss! It's useless. I admit you're strong, but it's useless. This is your best! But it's still far from … "
Boom!
The snake heads turned into minced meat. Li Qingshan retracted his fist and bathed in demonic blood. Nine-headed King's voice came from behind him again. "… Not enough!"
The snakehead that had been shattered by his shout grew back again. Mountains rose up one after another. Those were the snakeheads of the Nine-headed King. They opened their mouths at the same time, and their voices reverberated through the mountains.
"You can't kill me. I'm the real Nine-headed Snake here!"
Although the Nine-Headed King had some of the Hydra's bloodline, and his life force and recovery ability were very strong, he would not die as long as he did not destroy all of his snake heads, but he was not a real Hydra after all. The power of the demon heart was limited, and the snake heads could not grow continuously.
However, in this Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Evil, not only did his vitality and recovery ability increase by a level, but he also had the support of an endless supply of magic power. It was as if he had truly become that legendary unkillable hydra.
"How long can you maintain this state? Give up resisting! You won't be able to win. Why don't we put in a good word for you with Evil God Qiong Qi? Maybe Evil God Qiong Qi will be magnanimous enough to accept you as one of us. "
The Yin Yang Lord's voice suddenly changed. The male voice was filled with magnetism, while the female voice was as gentle as water, filled with bewitchment. However, his heart was filled with vicious killing intent. Qiong Qi's order was to kill Li Qingshan, so they definitely could not hold back and leave behind a potential threat like him.
He said this because he was shocked by Li Qingshan's strength. At the same time, he could tell that Li Qingshan could not maintain his berserk state for too long. He would definitely fall into a deep state of weakness afterwards, and the corpse poison was currently spreading. As long as Li Qingshan relaxed his battle intent and revealed a sliver of a desire to live, he would be dead for sure!
The kings among the Silver Dragon Kings were all sharp-witted, so they could immediately tell that this was a trap. However, as the saying went, the onlooker had a clearer view of the situation. Who wouldn't want to grab onto a life-saving straw when they were in dire straits?
The Banyan Tree King even hoped that Li Qingshan would agree to it. Even logically speaking, this was his only chance of survival. If Demon God Qiong Qi really did favor him, perhaps he might decide to spare his life.
However, this was also the possibility that the King of Southern Yue worried about the most. After personally witnessing Li Qingshan's strength, he struggled to imagine just what kind of Demon King he would become if he joined the Demon domain!
Born in this world, he would not be bound by the laws of the world at all. He could leave the demon cavern and roam the world freely. Killing him would be even more difficult than killing ten Demon Kings. If he was given sufficient time to grow, he would probably become the master of this new Demon domain.
"Hahahaha!"
Just as they thought about this in particular and became anxious, laughter suddenly erupted. It reached their ears from the distant battlefield. The laughter was so loud and clear that even the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous could not stop it.
Li Qingshan laughed madly as if he had heard some kind of joke. For a moment, the wind and clouds surged, and demon qi surged. His figure rapidly expanded.
Three meters … thirty meters … three hundred meters … a thousand and a half meters … a thousand and a half meters …
He climbed to a height of over a thousand meters. Just Now, he stopped, turning into a towering body of the demonic and divine!
With a great rumble, iron hooves stomped the ground!
The pair of curved horns on his head almost touched the low-hanging demonic clouds. He was on equal footing with the twelve Demon Gods around him!
The Nine-headed King tried her best to straighten her snake head, but she still had to look up at his figure. Compared to his figure, the Nine-headed King was no longer a monster that was as large as a mountain, but a strange snake with nine heads.
"Use your full strength? Haha! A member of you? Haha! "
Li Qingshan's laughter rumbled like thunder, descending from the sky. Suddenly, he shook his arms and extended his tiger claws, revealing his sharpness. The tiger's tail swung behind him, wrapping around a huge, blood-red blade that let out the sound of ripping through the air.
"Die, all of you!"
In that instant, Li Qingshan moved. He swung, galloped, and leapt about. He was like a scorching war dance that originated from ancient times. There were no steps or rhythm, only joy from the bottom of his heart. Even if he was clumsy and in a sorry state, he was fighting for survival!
The wind danced with the tiger. The roaring wind turned into a wild song that rang through the sky.
Li Qingshan's colossal figure blurred, turning into a spinning storm. The sharp claws and blood-red blade aura were like bolts of lightning within the storm.
The Nine-headed King was originally hesitating about whether she should take advantage of Li Qingshan's enlarged figure to wrap around him and take a few bites, but when she saw this, she retreated madly. However, in the blink of an eye, the storm had already arrived before her. It was unavoidable and unstoppable!
"No!" The Nine-headed King let out a despairing cry, merging with the wind perfectly. How could a war song not contain the wails of the enemy?
The nine snake heads were sucked into the storm one after another, reduced to a rain of blood. Even her colossal body was devoured by the storm.
Boom!
The deafening explosion of the Demon Heart's self-detonation brought an abrupt end to this violent battle dance.
The storm vanished!
The King of Southern Yue and the others were all dumbfounded. The sight before them had already surpassed their imaginations. Their hearts thumped heavily, still submerged in the lingering charm of the battle.
Ye Weiyang pursed her lips. "What a good man!"
The demonic clouds were torn apart, and the silver moon shone down like a glorious curtain.
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