MTL - Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons-Chapter 306 Realm crushing

Chapter 306: Realm Crushing

The Qing Ling Demon King held the tip of the gun in his hand and pressed it down bit by bit.

 This is the magic weapon of the old dragon Youwei.

He has been nourishing it with the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and with the help of the washing of warm water, it has been given the power of divine thunder.

　　Its palms were blown to pieces, and the remaining finger bones were burnt black.

 But after all, he is a demon emperor comparable to a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god.

"Roar!"

Amid its violent roar, the Ghost Tail Gun was finally pressed down, saving most of its head.

 The golden body had lost its arms. He jumped up and stepped on it hard from a high place.

The huge soles of the feet suddenly fell, causing the entire body of the Qingling Demon King to stoop. It slowly raised its head and stared coldly at the golden statue above: "You are looking for death..."

 Before he finished speaking, Tang Yuan had already used the magic formula again.

First it shattered the weapon in Tang Yuan's hand, and then the dense feathers penetrated his body.

The feathers were also crushed to pieces.

Shen Yi held a spear, and a faint light bloomed in the black scales of his right arm, blocking all the feathers outside.

 In the entire world, only two figures remained as they were.

When the gap between realms reaches such a terrifying level, it is difficult to fill it up with any treasures.

With his roar, the four chains tightened instantly, tearing the Qing Ling Demon Emperor into a "big" shape.

 He is a disciple of Master Qingfeng, and he learned the precious method of Wutong Mountain.

 Poof! puff! puff!

Tang Yun suddenly had countless blood holes on his body, and his plasma was evaporated by the hot heat wave and turned into wisps of white mist.

The messy feathers on its body suddenly glowed with green light, and transformed into a brand new appearance in an instant. Each feather was as sharp as a sharp blade, and then they all shot out!

 He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and stabbed the Qing Ling Demon Emperor fiercely in the face!

 At the moment when the sharp edge was about to touch the ghost's face.

Most of his body collapsed, and he could barely keep himself standing.

 He staggered and fell to his knees.

  It is a genius in the true sense.

The broken golden body peeled off piece by piece, turning into invisible incense and wishing power to disperse.

 The Qing Ling Demon Emperor's face suddenly became rosy, and even the corners of his eyes were covered with blood.

 Six rays of red light overflowed from the blood hole, reshaped into lotus seeds and scattered on the ground, and then became dim.

The blazing flames condensed into chains and hung from the sky, quickly binding the Qing Ling Demon King's limbs.

"Want to tear me apart? Tang will tear you apart today!"

The reason why he was able to ignore this horrific method is also very simple.

Tang Yuan stretched out his hand, and a sword with a spiritual light floating in his palm appeared.

 The fate of the Golden Body Dharmaxiang was not much better than his.

 The realm is crushed.

It’s just that it was not Shen Yi himself who crushed the Qing Ling Demon Emperor, but the spear.

 It is a living creature and a part of the Ghost Tail Demon Emperor.

 At this moment, Shen Yi became part of the tailbone.

Even as time passed, Qing Ling Demon King found that he could no longer move the spear even if it consumed its original essence and blood and exhausted all its strength!

It looked behind it in shock.

The lower jaw of the young man's handsome face was completely covered with black scales, and his eyes with rising red mist looked extremely violent.

 He was not dealing with a Hunyuan Grandmaster, but he was clearly fighting with Master Sixteen.

 “Shen…fellow Taoist?”

Tang Yuan raised his head in fear, feeling the vast demonic power as well.

I really don’t know if the other party is still a monk.

Shen Yi made another move. He suddenly pulled out his spear and swept it with great force. Like a dragon, the spear shattered half of Qing Ling Demon King's body with a snap.

 “Poof!”

The Green Feather Demon King was smashed out like a bald chicken.

 Beautiful blood-stained feathers are scattered all over the sky.

Before it even landed, it saw the young man leaping down from the air, and the tip of the sharp spear penetrated its left shoulder.

"Ahhh!" The Qingling Demon Emperor howled miserably, and without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and tore off his entire shoulder and his left arm!

Then his right arm turned into a slender wing and suddenly flew into the air.

It is no match for the Ghost Tail Demon Emperor. Even a tail bone from the other party can easily kill it.

 But it still can’t figure out, if the Ghost Tail Spear is the leader, why is it always killing it? !

 Can’t you see the group of monks below?

Is it possible that a mere Hunyuan Grandmaster could turn against Tiangang and control the Youwei Spear?

“Don’t drag me with you if you want to die.”

The Qing Ling Demon King angrily scolded him, and then tried to escape back to the Thousand Demon Cave without looking back.

 At its speed, this group of people had no chance of keeping it.

 This is also the reason why no matter what injuries it suffered previously, it remained calm and composed.

 At this moment, a corner that no one noticed.

Under the protection of several Daqian masters, Ah Qing in Xu Wanyun's arms held up his eyelids and fiddled with the formation disk with trembling hands.

Countless phantoms shot out, all lying on the body of the green-feathered ghost-faced eagle, gnawing at its soul crazily.

 Hundred Ghosts Calming Formation!

The Qing Ling Demon King's vision was in a trance for a moment. When he woke up again, there was only a glimmering spear tip in front of him, and the indifferent face of the man holding the gun.

 The straight spear body penetrated the Qingling Demon Emperor's head and penetrated his entire body.

The famous Demon King revealed his true form on the gun body. The only remaining wing was unable to hang down, and the blue feathers also lost their brilliance.

Shen Yi held the gun at an angle, with purple flames accompanying him, and black lin covering his arms. The demonic aura that pervaded it was no weaker than that of the green-feathered ghost-faced eagle.

 It is like the birth of the new emperor of Thousand Monsters Cave.

 Tang Yuan struggled to hold himself up, stumbled and hid behind the golden body, and whispered: "Did he turn into a demon?"

Qinghua lowered her eyes and glanced at him: "..."

 He kicked him out with his broken legs.

"aunt…"

Ah Qing shouted softly, like a seriously injured cat: "Take us home."

Xu Wanyun hugged her niece with red eyes: "You...you guys?"

She looked up to the sky in horror. Was she going to bring such a terrifying existence back to the Xu family?

Suddenly she felt that her sleeve was gently pulled by Ah Qing. She looked away and saw her niece looking up pitifully, staring at her longingly, bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corners of her lips, and even her voice was as weak as a mosquito: "Auntie, go home."

Xu Wanyun's heart suddenly trembled: "Okay."

 Before he finished speaking, the figure in the sky slowly fell down.

 Shen Yi looked at a few people.

Before the two women responded, several Daqian masters felt a little suffocated. They seemed to be in the wrong position for friendship and vigilance. They stood there blankly for a while.

 “Let me go.”

Shen Yi walked through the crowd towards Ah Qing and stretched out her hand.

Ah Qing, who was still angry just now, hurriedly rummaged around his body and quickly took out a handful of black-green fruits.

 She was injured by the roar of the dragon when she was collecting this thing.

 “Here, Brother Shen.”

"Spit the blood out, don't scare her if it's okay."

 Shen Yi took the fruit and glanced at the girl helplessly.

"oh."

Ah Qing obediently spit out the blood in her mouth. She was indeed seriously injured, but she was not in a state of death.

The next moment, Xu Wanyun grabbed her little face and gritted her teeth angrily: "I asked you to pretend! My aunt also lied!"

  She was angry, but through Shen Yi's words, she also reacted.

Under the influence of that evil gun, Shen Yi obviously still maintained his sanity and was not controlled by a demon.

That would be terrible.

 For a monk, as long as he can control the power, it is part of his strength.

Now Shen Yi has actually reached the level where he can kill the Qingling Demon Emperor.

 (End of this chapter)