"Boom!"
The tide moved, pressing down on Yang Xuan from all directions.
For some reason, the strongest of the evil spirits, the mother body, had stealthily retreated, not participating in the encirclement of the evil spirits against Yang Xuan, allowing the billions of evil spirits to swarm Yang Xuan like moths.
Golden light lit up, and endless moonlight formed a golden world at the entrance of the passage, shuttling back and forth.
Blood of various colors scattered in the air, like a mist that lingered in the air, unable to be dispelled.
None of the demons were a match for Yang Xuan. Even the most powerful Saint-level demon was turned to dust with a wave of Yang Xuan's hand.
Salem, who had not left the battlefield, was full of fear.
When he saw the flood of demons disappearing one by one under Yang Xuan's hands, his body began to tremble.
"God …" he muttered to himself with a pale face.
Apart from God, he really could not think of any other title that could be worthy of that invincible figure.
A golden light flashed, and tens of thousands of demons were instantly wiped out. Then, another flame rose from the void, climbing onto the bodies of many demons, burning them to death with screams.
However, Yang Xuan's attention was always on the huge heart.
Sure enough, just as he cleared out a large number of Evil Devils, a black and red tentacle of flesh and blood suddenly pierced through the void and pierced towards him.
Yang Xuan's heart stirred, and a bright light suddenly erupted from his palm, directly meeting the tentacle.
"Boom!"
After a loud noise, as if a huge wave had been set off in the sea, a shock wave visible to the naked eye split into two directions, rushing out directly, and everywhere it passed, the void was turned to dust.
Yang Xuan let out a muffled groan as his body flew backwards, almost crashing into the tunnel.
After stabilizing his body with difficulty, the demons that had just retreated a little rushed up again.
The qi and blood in his body were still surging. The power of the attack from the mother was definitely not inferior to Yang Xuan's, and the damage and impact it caused to Yang Xuan exceeded the sum of the previous attacks.
"Die, all of you," Yang Xuan roared, and with a wave of his hand, the world was divided into two colors, black and white, stretching endlessly.
A large number of demons were split in two from the middle, and before they could even scream, they became nourishment for the universe.
But in the next second, from the dividing point of black and white, another tentacle pierced over.
"Whoosh!"
The tentacle and Yang Xuan's palm collided, and the surrounding void was completely torn apart.
An extremely cold power rushed into Yang Xuan's arm, wantonly destroying it.
Yang Xuan first slapped a Saint-level demon that was sneaking up on him into pieces, and only then did he have time to deal with the power that invaded his body.
The tentacle retreated, and just as it disappeared from sight, two more tentacles split into two directions, attacking Yang Xuan's chest and abdomen respectively.
Yang Xuan reacted in an instant, and met the tentacles with his hands, one above and one below.
The strange power rushed into Yang Xuan's body again, like ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, and it brought not only a little pain, but also an extremely violent destructive power.
The spirit qi operated wildly, like a general guarding a city, expelling the cold power inch by inch.
Some demons saw the opportunity, bypassed Yang Xuan from both sides, and directly rushed toward the passage behind him.
Helpless, Yang Xuan could only split off a portion of his power, turning it into a sky of violet flames that burned those evil Devil cultivators to ashes.
But in this way, the cold power that invaded his body took the opportunity to take another step forward.
Yang Xuan's power rose again, and after forcing the cold power back with great difficulty, he found that even more tentacles were attacking him.
The problem now was that if there was no mother, no matter how many demons there were, they would not cause any trouble to him.
However, there was a demon mother that was not inferior to him, and it was attacking him from the side. Even he could not guarantee that he could keep these demons out of the passage while fighting.
In such an extreme situation, even a god would be tired.
There were just too many demons. Hundreds of millions of demons swarmed over, and as far as the eye could see, they covered the sky and the sun.
One was nothing, ten was nothing, and even hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands were nothing.
However, when the number of demons was in the hundreds of millions, even Yang Xuan was shocked.
The demons died one after another, and what he paid was an astonishing consumption of his own power.
Every minute, every second, was a terrifying number.
Slowly, Yang Xuan began to feel tired. He was tired.
The replenishment of spiritual qi in the outside world was no longer enough to make up for his consumption, and he could not make ends meet.
But he could not retreat, because if he did, he would be destroyed.
He could not imagine the terrible scene that would be created when these endless demons rushed into the beautiful starry sky behind him.
The attacks from the mother became more and more fierce, and gradually, Yang Xuan felt a little powerless.
There was even a Saint-level demon that quietly bypassed him when he was not paying attention, slipped into the depths of the passage behind him, and appeared in the starry sky.
Fortunately, he discovered it in time and killed that demon in time, so he did not make a big mistake.
However, this unforeseen event seemed to have stimulated the demons, and they rushed over even more crazily. Then, one by one, they turned into a rain of blood under Yang Xuan's hands.
Chi!
After a soft sound, a peak Saint-level demon took advantage of the fact that Yang Xuan was dealing with a large number of mother tentacles to finally use its sharp claws to leave a shallow mark on Yang Xuan's arm, and then under the stirring of the golden light, it shattered and died.
This was not an injury at all, but Yang Xuan's heart sank fiercely.
Sure enough, the morale of the hundreds of millions of demons suddenly rose, and in a short period of time, they burst out with astonishing fighting strength.
More and more demons rushed over, roaring wildly, and crashed into Yang Xuan without any regard for their lives.
More and more evil spirits took the opportunity to bypass him and enter the passage behind him.
Yang Xuan was exhausted, and the situation was getting more and more critical.
What was more serious was that at this time, he had long been at a disadvantage in the strange battle between him and the mother.
The strange and cold power was like a slowly frozen ice stream, and began to attack the void of his dantian along his blood vessels.
Slowly, his power seemed to be affected by the ice stream, and it was somewhat blocked.
Chi!
Another soft sound, and a Saint-level demon used its sharp claws to scratch a few bloody marks on his back, and then quickly fled.
Yang Xuan, on the other hand, did not even have the strength to chase after it.
This was like a signal, and in an instant, the demons broke out with great enthusiasm for battle, and launched a frenzied attack with the wound on Yang Xuan's back as the target.
And the mother that did not show up, and only used its tentacles to fight Yang Xuan, seemed to know that Yang Xuan could not hold on, and increased the speed of its attacks.
Yang Xuan began to feel anxious.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
At this time, the Tian Zhu that had been sleeping in his body suddenly made a sound.
"Use us to seal the passage."
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