Chapter 108: Dead Mountains and Seas of Blood

A gluttonous method caught everyone off guard.

Chu Kuangren, who had regained their peak, once again condensed white lotuses in the void, and the unparalleled defense made all magic cultivators helpless.

With a wave of the holy sword, the domineering sword light caused the demon cultivators on the scene to continue to die.

Even the masters of the three sects of the magic way are difficult to match.

The remaining 10,000 magic cultivators are constantly being harvested.

buzzing...

At this moment, the Heavenly Desolate Demon Spear next to Chu Kuangren moved unexpectedly and shot out in a certain direction.

A young man grabbed the flying magic gun, his face full of ecstasy, "Success! The Tianhuang magic gun is mine!"

This young man held a hand bone in his hand, and his body exuded a tyrannical rhyme, which resonated strongly with the Tianhuang Demon Spear!

This resonance is stronger than before!

Chu Kuangren's eyes were filled with the runes of the Great Dao, and he glanced at the young man, "Zhao Wuji, the descendant of the former Wuji Demon Venerable, is now a disciple of the Underworld King Wheel Turner, with the Wuji Demon Body, cultivating the sage method..."

Chu Kuangren let out a light snort, "The descendants of Wuji Demon Venerable, it seems that all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods have appeared."

When the magic spear was taken, Chu Kuangren looked calm, but the rest of the magic cultivators became extremely excited.

"Someone grabbed the magic gun!"

"Who is that young man, Chu Kuangren said that he is the descendant of Wuji Demon Venerable, is this true or false?"

"The rhythm of the other party's body is the Promise Demon Body, which is the physique possessed by the Promise Demon Venerable back then, and I've seen the portrait of the Promise Demon Venerable, and it is indeed somewhat similar to this young man."

"Could it be that he led people to destroy the Mountain River Sect, for this day's Desolate Demon Spear, it seems that he has succeeded."

"Hmph, no matter who he is, now that the magic spear is not in Chu Kuangren's hands, it's easier to grab it, come on!!"

"Yes, the Wuji Demon Venerable is dead, and the Heavenly Desolate Demon Spear is an unowned thing. Even if the descendants of the Demon Venerable want it, they have to use their strength to prove themselves. If you can't keep it, don't blame others."

The monks of the Three Sects of Demonic Dao suddenly changed their target.

Chu Kuangren's strength is too strong, so powerful that all the magic cultivators are helpless. With the magic spear in his hands, the magic cultivators have no hope at all.

But when it falls into Zhao Wuji's hands, they feel that they can do it again. Chu Kuangren and the others can't do anything. Can't they still cure you?

"Who dares to hurt the young master?"

Venerable Withered Vine suddenly took a step and said loudly.

Whether it was for the Heavenly Desolate Spear or Zhao Wuji's identity, he would never let everyone hurt Zhao Wuji.

"If you want a magic spear, you deserve it?" Zhao Wuji held the Heavenly Desolate Magic Spear, and the Dao rhyme of the Promise Demon Body erupted immediately!

His explosive momentum was not weaker than that of any War King present.

"As expected of the descendants of Demon Venerable, it really is extraordinary."

Venerable Withered Vine sighed in admiration.

"I said, are you taking me too seriously?"

At this moment, the figure of Chu Kuangren sounded, and I saw him holding the Kunwu Sacred Sword, and he stepped out to Zhao Wuji's side.

Zhao Wuji held the magic spear and slammed it towards the sword light. The two forces collided and made a huge roar.

The terrifying giant force directly caused Zhao Wuji's arm bones to burst along the long spear.

"Come on, try again and see if you can take it away!" Chu Kuangren took the flying magic spear and stuck it on the ground.

"How could this be!" Zhao Wuji was shocked. He was holding the Heavenly Desolate Demon Spear, but he couldn't block Chu Kuangren's sword.

His hands were trembling, and blood beads were dripping. He gritted his teeth and used the infinite demon body to move the bones of the Demon Venerable, resonating with the magic gun, and wanted to be taken back by the Tianhuang magic gun again.

But this is completely useless, under the strong suppression of Chu madman, the magic spear does not move at all!

"Damn, this magic spear is back in the hands of Chu Kuangren, it can't be captured at all, let's go first!"

"Chu Kuangren is too strong, let's leave first."

Some magic cultivators suppressed their desire for the magic spear and then wanted to leave, but they encountered a barrier.

"what's the situation?"

"The spatial structure here has been changed!"

The face of the magician who wanted to leave changed.

Not far away, Chu Kuangren, who saw all this, sneered: "Do you really think you can come when you say it, and leave when you say it?"

Nine Heavens Sword Prison, seals the sky and locks the earth, is it so easy to leave?

Ever since these demon cultivators came here, Chu Kuangren never planned to let them go, and he didn't plan to let any of them go!

"Zhantian Drawing Sword Technique!" With a wave of the holy sword, the sword light that was repeated countless times poured out in a mighty manner. The war king headed by the Asura Sect was beheaded on the spot, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"Chu Kuangren, spare me not to die, I am willing to serve you as the Lord! Be a cow and a horse!" The woman of the Ultimate Happiness Sect said with a sullen expression, her face was charming, and her eyes were fascinated.

Chu Kuangren raised his eyes and glanced at her, "You are so coquettish."

The words fell, and the holy sword has been swung.

In the terrified eyes of the woman, the sword light engulfed her without hindrance, and her body was instantly blasted into a cloud of blood!

"Escape, escape!"

"We're not rivals at all."

"Damn, how can he be so strong, he is only one person, but our 100,000 demon cultivators are helpless against him, how is it possible!"

On the entire battlefield, the magic cultivator has become

Extremely flustered.

Venerable Withered Vine also tried to escape, but even he couldn't break free from the blockade of Nine Heavens Sword Prison and was trapped here.

As a last resort, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he risked his life to fight Chu Kuangren, but even the Venerable only suffered one more sword.

With the fall of Venerable Withered Vine, the rest of the demon cultivators became even more desperate.

For a time, begging for mercy and screams were heard.

But Chu Kuangren was indifferent, with the Heavenly Dao sword on his head, his feet on green lotus, surrounded by white lotus, like a high-ranking exiled immortal.

But in the eyes of these demon cultivators, no one is more like a demon than the current Chu madman!

"No, I'll die if I stay here!"

"You must escape!" Zhao Wuji looked terrified, and hurriedly took out a talisman with a mysterious rune, and tore it apart.

I saw Fu Zhuan burst out with a powerful spatial Dao rhyme, wrapping Zhao Wuji, and breaking through the blockade of the Nine Heavens Sword Prison in the blink of an eye.

Noticing the change in space, Chu Kuangren showed a little surprise on his face.

"Is this space power, some kind of space treasure?"

Madman Chu murmured.

There are many space treasures in this world, and the most well-known one is a talisman called the Great Shifting Talisman.

This kind of talisman is very rare, only the most skilled talisman can draw it, and there have been very few such talismans since ancient times.

"But it's okay, it's just a little scumbag. I'll kill it if I meet it later." Chu Kuangren ignored it.

After a while, Chu Kuangren waved and killed the last few demon cultivators.

At this point, the war is officially over.

In the mountains, the corpses of the demon cultivators were scattered like mustards, with broken limbs and broken arms, and the blood was floating in the scull, a scene of hell that was difficult to look directly at.

And in this hell, a figure in white clothes is peerless, standing with a sword, the ethereal temperament is incompatible with this sea of ​​corpses and blood.

In Mountain River City, all the monks who witnessed this scene were shocked!