The seven Mystic Immortal Demon Kings attacked at the same time. Their millstone-like beast claws covered the sky. It was simply a situation of certain death. That kind of power was too terrifying. It was like a hurricane that destroyed everything tangible. Saint Son Ziwei had stepped into the Human Emperor Realm and controlled a quasi-immortal artifact. However, he was pitifully weak at this moment. He was sent flying like a scarecrow.
"Cough …"
He coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. His face instantly turned pale as he fled.
"Hmph!"
The seven Demon Kings all had their own strengths. One of them snorted coldly. His eyes were even more frightening than lightning.
Gray demonic light filled this space. The Mystic Immortal Realm pressure spread out in all directions. The pressure made many demons tremble in fear. They all prostrated themselves on the ground and looked ahead in horror. Unlike Xiao Budian's origin pressure, the seven Demon Kings displayed their true power. The tangible power shook the heavens and earth.
Jiang Xiaofan stood at the back with the little fellow in his arms. He looked at this scene with satisfaction. From time to time, he would let out a sinister laugh. This made Ye Yuanxue behind him very unhappy. She reached out and grabbed his ear. She curled her lips and said, "Pervert, you look like a cunning fox. You're not cute at all!"
Jiang Xiaofan, "…"
Saint Son Ziwei fled. The Skyscraping Seal above his head shone brightly. A monstrous power spread out and directly broke through the space barrier. He turned into a stream of light and shot into it.
This kind of method was a little shocking. It was definitely not something an ordinary Human Emperor could do. However, in the eyes of the seven Demon Kings, this was undoubtedly no different from a child playing house. A hazy big hand pressed down. Demonic fog was hazy. With a poof, the Saint Son Ziwei was slapped into the ground.
"This human is very strong …"
One of the Demon Kings said coldly.
To be praised by a Mystic Immortal Demon King like this, one could imagine how strong Saint Son Ziwei was. Ordinary Human Emperors could not be his match at all. However, unfortunately, he was facing seven powerful Mystic Immortal Realm existences now. Even if he used all his secret techniques, it was useless. He could not stop the Demon King's big hand.
"Damn it!"
Saint Son Ziwei roared. His whole body was covered in blood. Many places were already covered in bones. Even his internal organs could be vaguely seen.
"Bang …"
A demonic claw swiped at him. Although he dodged it, he paid the price of an arm.
"Pfff …"
On the other side, the Celestial Path Law descended. It was extremely powerful, shattering half of Saint Ziwei's calf.
Jiang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes slightly. Saint Son Ziwei's current state was very miserable, but it also reflected his strength. He could actually persist for so long in the face of seven peerless demon kings. If such a battle record were to spread out, it would definitely shock the world and shake the world of cultivation.
"Ah!"
Saint Son Ziwei roared, his eyes suddenly filled with viciousness.
The Sky-scraping Seal shone brightly and floated away from his head. He took it out directly and suppressed the seven Monster Kings.
"How dare you!"
One of the Demon Kings shouted coldly. Cold light flashed in his eyes as he pressed his hand down.
Although a human at the Renhuang Plane had extraordinary talent, attacking the seven of them at the same time was still an insult. How could they tolerate this? Their attacks became even more terrifying.
"Boom …"
Suddenly, destructive waves of divine power spread out. The Skyscraping Seal glowed with divine light, burning like a scorching sun.
"Junior!"
The seven Monster Kings' expressions changed, and they were instantly enraged.
Jiang Xiaofan and the others were also shocked. They quickly retreated, retreating hundreds of feet in an instant.
A pseudo-immortal artifact self-destructed!
In an instant, the space was thrown into chaos and was annihilated. Many groups of demons surrounding this place suffered a devastating blow. Screams immediately resounded in all directions. Bloody mists exploded in the void. The entire ground instantly caved in and sank several feet deep. It made one's soul tremble.
"Boom …"
The self-destruction of a pseudo-immortal artifact was too terrifying. Even a true Mystic Immortal would be shocked. A slight carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.
The seven Monster Kings roared and immediately erupted with monstrous demonic aura. The entire space was instantly covered in a gray mist.
At this moment, the seven Mystic Immortals acted at the same time. They jointly supported the 81 layers of defensive light screens to protect the demons behind them. In just a short moment, sixty-seven layers of the eighty-one defensive light curtains that they had put up together had been shattered. The terrifying power was enough to make one's heart tremble.
"This bastard, self-destructing a pseudo-immortal artifact!"
Qin Ra cursed, and a chill ran down his spine.
Su Xing 'zi trembled, and his eyes were filled with horror.
He was only the successor of a small sect. The gap between him and the core disciples of the Four Major Immortal Sects was too great. He had never seen such a terrifying scene. The appearance of two pseudo-immortal artifacts had already shocked him to the extreme. Now, the Ziwei Saint actually self-destructed a pseudo-immortal artifact. This was simply going to destroy the world. It was too horrifying.
Jiang Xiaofan's black hair fluttered in the wind. At this moment, his eyes were bright and deep as he stared ahead.
The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the space collapsed and reformed. The turbulence of time and space poured out. That kind of world-destroying divine power was peerlessly shocking. It directly spread out through the depths of the Graveyard of Gods and Ghosts. It made the elders of the Four Major Immortal Sects at the outermost periphery of the Graveyard of Gods and Ghosts pale with fright. They all stood up.
"Immortal artifact?"
They were all powerhouses of the older generation in the Renhuang Realm. Naturally, they had felt the power of the immortal artifacts of their respective sects. At this moment, this energy fluctuation shocked them because not only was it mixed with a terrifying divine power of the Immortal Path, it was also filled with an unparalleled aura of extermination. It made them, who were in the Renhuang Realm, feel incomparably terrified.
The space of the Graveyard of Gods and Ghosts was dim and gloomy. At this moment, demonic light soared into the sky. Several Demon Kings gathered together and looked towards the depths of the Graveyard of Gods and Ghosts at the same time. Their eyes were somewhat deep. One of them opened his mouth and said, "Is it really the right decision to let the Emperor enter with those humans?"
"Since we've already stepped in, this topic is already meaningless."
Beside him, another Demon King said coldly.
In the depths of the Graveyard of Gods and Ghosts, the entire space was trembling. Cracks spread out like a spider web in all directions. Turbulence of time and space poured out, shattering pieces of land. The self-destruction of a pseudo-immortal artifact was really too terrifying. It was comparable to the strongest attack of a Supreme Immortal Artifact. This kind of energy could definitely destroy a true Mystic Immortal Realm powerhouse.
"Boom …"
The supreme immortal might was vast and mighty. Destructive power filled every corner of this space. Just a glimmer of light could destroy a Renhuang Realm great demon.
"Damned junior!"
The seven Demon Kings roared. They really didn't expect that this human would be so ruthless as to directly self-destruct a pseudo-immortal artifact.
They raised their cultivation to the limit to resist this power and protect the people of the Demon Clan behind them. More importantly, the descendant of the King of the Demons was right behind them, and they had to protect it. This consciousness automatically stopped in their minds the moment they sensed the deterrence of the King of the Demons.
Destructive energy fluctuations wantonly, and blazing divine light filled the surroundings. All seven Demon Kings were severely injured.
Saint Ziwei himself wasn't in a good state either. He had forcefully self-destructed a pseudo-immortal artifact, and it was a divine artifact that was nurtured in his life source. He had paid an unimaginable price. He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes dimmed. However, this was something that couldn't be helped. The seven Demon Kings had joined forces to suppress him. Other than self-destructing the immortal artifact, he had no other choice.
At this moment, he decisively retreated. He used the destructive divine power of the self-destructing pseudo-immortal artifact to stop the seven Demon Kings. He quickly turned into a stream of light and shot into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight. At the same time, Saint Ziwei's aura disappeared. It was as if he had merged with the air, and no trace of him could be found.
"Damn human!"
This result made the seven Demon Kings roar in anger. They watched Saint Ziwei leave. He escaped under their noses, and they couldn't even catch a trace of his aura.
The divine power fluctuations in the void slowly weakened and gradually quieted down. The seven Demon Kings were covered in blood. Their eyes were filled with endless killing intent as they stared in the direction where Saint Ziwei had left. This place was damaged to an unimaginable extent. It was as if a magnitude 12 earthquake had occurred. More than half of the demons were killed or injured. They had lost their lives in the self-destruction of the pseudo-immortal artifact.
They really wanted to pursue and kill him. However, they couldn't sense any trace of Saint Ziwei's aura. There was no way to pursue him. Moreover, there were still terrifying energy fluctuations in this space. Although it was no longer enough to threaten existences like them, it was still destructive to demons below the Mystic Immortal Realm.
Roar!
The furious roars of many great demons made one's eardrums go numb.
"This bastard is really crazy!"
Qin Ra was shocked. He wiped off his cold sweat. Even Bing Xin and the others frowned, which was rare.
Saint Ziwei's methods were too intense. If it weren't for the seven Demon Kings suppressing this place, none of them would have survived under the energy of the self-destruction of the pseudo-immortal artifact. However, this was not true. If the seven Demon Kings hadn't appeared, they wouldn't have been able to stop Saint Ziwei if he wanted to leave. There was no need for him to self-destruct the pseudo-immortal artifact.
"He really disappeared. I can't sense him."
Ye Yuanxue frowned. She couldn't sense any trace of Saint Ziwei even with her spatial divine power.
Jiang Xiaofan stood in the void. His eyes were deep. When the destructive divine power in front of him weakened again, he moved.
Swoosh …
Purple lightning flashed, and an illusion changed shape. He disappeared in an instant and moved hundreds of feet away.
His speed was too fast. It was like real lightning. In the blink of an eye, it shocked the seven Mystic Immortal Demon Kings.
"This guy?"
Qin Ra and the others were surprised. They naturally knew that Jiang Xiaofan was going to chase after Saint Ziwei. However, what puzzled them was that Jiang Xiaofan could capture Saint Ziwei's life fluctuations or divine power aura. Even the Mystic Immortal Demon Kings couldn't sense it!
100,000 feet away, Saint Ziwei was flying in the void like a stream of light. At this moment, his entire body was dyed in blood. His bones were white, and even his source was dim. His eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent as he fiercely clenched his teeth. "Emperor Heaven Sect, Jiang Xiaofan, after the trial, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death!"
His speed was very fast. Although he was seriously injured, it was still very shocking. The surrounding scenery flew past him rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he moved thousands of feet away. He was already very far away. Moreover, he used Ziwei jiao's forbidden secret technique to hide his aura. Even a Mystic Immortal powerhouse would find it difficult to detect him. At this moment, he gradually relaxed.
However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears, causing his expression to change drastically.
"You can't escape!"
Jiang Xiaofan had caught up. With his current speed, it was simply too easy for him to catch up to the severely injured Saint Son Ziwei. Moreover, he was now controlling a pseudo-immortal artifact. The blue immortal lotus also contained sufficient divine power from Bing Xin and the others. He moved in a flash and blocked in front of Saint Ziwei.
"You!"
Saint Ziwei was furious.
He had already changed his position several times and used a forbidden secret technique to hide his aura. He didn't expect Jiang Xiaofan to still catch up.
"Small fry!"
Jiang Xiaofan said disdainfully and directly punched down.
Earlier, when he was fighting with Saint Ziwei, he had injected Buddhist saint power into the pseudo-immortal artifact above his head. Then, he silently left it on Saint Ziwei's body. This was a kind of imprint that could only be detected by those who cultivated Buddhist scriptures. It was almost imprinted into Saint Ziwei's origin. Under such circumstances, Saint Ziwei couldn't escape at all.
"Pfft …"
Saint Ziwei roared angrily and crazily urged his divine power. The incomplete Dao laws condensed and met this punch. However, in his current state, even an early-stage Illusory God cultivator could pose a threat to him. How could he be a match for Jiang Xiaofan? He was sent flying dozens of feet away in one blow, dripping with blood.
"Damn it!"
He roared wildly, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Smack …"
Jiang Xiaofan attacked mercilessly and directly slapped him, sending him flying with a bang.
"Jiang Xiaofan!"
He roared wildly, and his black hair fluttered. A powerful aura instantly filled the surroundings.
He began to burn his life origin, forcibly squandering his potential, wanting to force Jiang Xiaofan to retreat.
"You've brought this upon yourself. You've brought this upon yourself!"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was calm. He raised his hand and shot out several Divine Transformation Talismans to stop Saint Ziwei from burning his origin to obtain divine power. At the same time, he no longer hesitated and directly sent out the blue immortal lotus above his head. The powerful pseudo-immortal pressure was vast and mighty, like a world-destroying millstone pressing down. The terrifying immortal pressure made Ye Yuanxue and the others, as well as the seven Demon Kings, look over.
"Pfft …"
Saint Ziwei roared, and his eyes were filled with fear.
However, everything was useless. The Divine Transformation Talisman suppressed his life origin, and the pseudo-immortal artifact pressed down mercilessly. In his current state, how could he resist?
"Ah!"
A furious and unwilling roar rang out. Saint Ziwei exploded in the sky and turned into a bloody mist, forever erased from the world.
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