As soon as the Mystical Demon appeared, the demons in the surroundings began to seethe with fighting spirit. Even though the Mystical Demon only stood coldly in the void and did not make a move, the Immortals led by Duan Yingjun and Ji Shan immediately felt extremely strained.
"Am I going to die today …?"
Divine Phoenix Qilin stimulated the Dragon Clan's bloodline in his body and punched back several Celestial Demons around him. However, it was useless. As long as that Mystical Demon was present, it was impossible for them to win. Fenglin Xuan Guang was a member of the royal family of the Fenglin Province. Before Ning Qi appeared, he was quite famous among the prodigies of the Ancestral Star. Unfortunately, Ning Qi had overshadowed all the prodigies of the Ancestral Star. As Ning Qi's cultivation continued to rise, some of the prodigies secretly wanted to compete with him.
The geniuses had long since lost that thought, because the gap between them was too great.
Since then, Fenglin Xuan Guang had been cultivating ceaselessly, finally breaking through the shackles and ascending as a Heavenly Immortal. Since Ji Shan had come to the Homeworld before, he followed him to the border this time, prepared to temper himself between life and death, hoping that he could ascend again one day.
Today was his first battle since arriving at the border!
This might very well be his last battle.
"In that case, let's burn." Fenglin Xuan Guang's eyes revealed a trace of indifference. He let out a long laugh. The dragon bloodline in his body continued to burn. In a short period of time, it provided him with several times more strength than before. However, when the bloodline was burned out, Fenglin Xuan Guang would lose his bloodline and become an ordinary dragon.
Immortals.
Boom!
An Early-stage Heavenly Demon Devil was blown up by Fenglin Xuan Guang's punch. The Dragon Race was a body cultivator, and their bodies were Fenglin Xuan Guang's strongest weapons.
As the Phoenix Qilin Radiant Light burned his blood, the other immortals knew that they would most likely die in this battle. One by one, they brought out their strongest trump cards, burning their life force as the price to unleash their final attack. They didn't rely on their fleshly bodies, but immortal arts and magic treasures.
When the power of these immortal techniques and magic treasures increased significantly, the Demon Race suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time.
"Useless."
The Mystical Demon snorted coldly and reached out with his hand. Overwhelming demonic qi swept towards the crowd. Duan Yingjun and Ji Shan stood in front of the crowd. They were the closest to the Mystical Demon, so the Mystical Demon's attack would definitely land on the two of them.
A trace of alarm flashed in the eyes of the rest of the demons when they saw this. They hastily retreated, fearing that they would be engulfed by the Black Demon's attack.
This was because the Demon Race basically did not differentiate between friend and foe when they attacked. No one knew if this Mystic Demon would take them along with him.
"Escape?"
The first thought that came to Duan Yingjun's mind was whether he should use the token from the Illusionary Immortal Temple to escape.
At that moment, a furious roar came from beside him. The dragon Ji Shan was riding on suddenly grew in size, as if to protect all the immortals behind it. At the same time, Ji Shan's aura continued to surge, and a faint layer of fire ignited on his body.
Ji Shan had also used a secret technique to burn his lifespan to raise his cultivation base for a short period of time, all for the sake of resisting the Black Demon before him.
"Motherf * cker!"
Duan Yingjun roared as the fat on his body jiggled continuously. In the blink of an eye, the fat on Duan Yingjun's body disappeared and was replaced by extremely muscular muscles. It was as if a fat otaku had suddenly transformed into a body-building behemoth.
Ji Shan looked at Duan Yingjun in surprise. He could sense that there seemed to be some sort of terrifying power hidden within Duan Yingjun's muscles.
Boom!
The demonic qi had arrived.
However, not only were they not demonized, but they also did not suffer any injuries. They watched as Duan Yingjun stepped forward and blocked the Black Demon's attack all by himself.
The demonic qi continuously gnawed at Duan Yingjun's body. His flesh and blood were melting as if acid was dripping on it.
"Ji Shan, take them away first. I have a way to leave!"
Duan Yingjun let out a low growl.
"You guys go first!"
Ji Shan's voice rang in the ears of Feng Lin, Xuan Guang, and the others, but he had no intention of leaving.
"Interesting. A mere Grand Luo is actually able to resist the corrosion of my demonic qi. Looks like I'll have one more expert under my command after I demonize you."
The Black Demon looked at Duan Yingjun in surprise.
"You want to demonize me? Dream on! "
Duan Yingjun roared furiously.
"Oh, in that case, I'll devour you. Perhaps it'll help me increase my cultivation base."
The Mystical Demon's eyes suddenly turned cold. Immediately after, even more surging demonic aura swept out from his body and bombarded Duan Yingjun's figure. At this moment, Duan Yingjun spat out a mouthful of blood, and the muscles on his body began to wither.
The physical bodies of the demons were the strongest. Their opponent had not even used his most powerful technique. He was merely relying on demonic qi to suppress Duan Yingjun and the others. Everyone already knew that they were going to die today. Even if Ji Shan asked them to leave, they had no intention of doing so.
Just as Duan Yingjun was gradually unable to hold on, a figure suddenly appeared beside him. The immortals standing behind Duan Yingjun and Ji Shan were the first to notice the figure.
"That's …"
Feng Lin and Xuan Guang's eyes flickered. They gasped in disbelief. "Ning Beixuan?"
"What? Ning Beixuan? "
The other immortals hurriedly looked at the figure.
Ning Qi looked at Duan Yingjun's burly form with a slightly strange expression. With a gentle wave of his hand, the demonic qi that was constantly corroding Duan Yingjun was dispersed.
Duan Yingjun immediately heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Ning Qi in surprise. "Boss, you're here?"
"Ning Beixuan …"
Ji Shan looked at Ning Qi with a complicated expression.
"Taiyi True Immortal?"
The Black Demon took a glance at Ning Qi, then turned around and fled without hesitation. As for the other demons, he did not care about them at all.
"Where do you think you're going?"
A faint voice rang in the Black Demon's ears. Before he could react, the surrounding pressure suddenly increased by countless times.
Pfft.
The Black Demon was squeezed into a meatball and died on the spot.
The other devilish beings didn't dare to stay any longer upon seeing this, and they all fled in all directions. However, immediately afterward, a dozen or so silver dragons with extreme Yang auras tore through the air, and in an instant, all of the devilish beings present were reduced to dust by these silver dragons.
A battle had ended in such a simple manner.
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