The dead wood and Fu Lao who were hung aside raised their hands from time to time to block the strong wind and shock coming from the center of the restriction. They could see each other's shock in each other's eyes. The dead wood was in a mess. With his not outstanding and even a little mediocre Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, it was still a bit difficult to gain a foothold in this restriction that changed color in the world at this moment.

On the other hand, although Fu Lao, who rebeled from the Wanxian Sect, was not affected by the powerful fluctuations between the two people in the distance, his face was a little gloomy and unstable.

Among the younger generations in the Immortal Dao Alliance, except for Qingyun Mountain and Kunlun who have entered the second-step great realm, other rookies are still at the first step of the Nascent Soul Realm. Logically speaking, this Nascent Soul Realm is simply unbearable in the face of the God Transformation Realm. Cultivators in the God Transformation Realm can already communicate with the world in advance, take the spiritual power of heaven and earth for their own use. The spiritual power can be said to be endless, and even if they consume it, they can consume and die.

However, although this junior named Chang Xi was at an extreme disadvantage and had a very difficult resistance, he never really lost. Fu Lao asked himself that he was definitely not the opponent of His Highness the Prince of the Demon Realm, but Chang Xi's aura was tough as if he was like a weed.

The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again.

Fu Lao's face was gloomy. Could it be that his dignified cultivator in the Transformation Realm could not compare to the Nascent Soul Realm ghost? On the contrary, the two women in the distance who had been regarded as forbidden furnaces and cauldrons by His Highness made him a little confused about what to do. He was afraid of His Highness's moody nature, and Fu Lao would not dare to interfere in any case.

Ying De grew up in the cold-blooded and ruthless palace walls since childhood. He was used to fighting among the demon masters and dead soldiers. Compared with many famous rookies in Jiuzhou who were not only famous but also frivolous inside, His Highness, the prince with countless blood, had outstanding eyesight and means. He was determined to test the limit of Chang Xi's Vajra's Nirvana body. The gilded sword in his hand opened and closed, the storm was swelling, and the demonic energy surged, which lifted up flying sand and stones.

Chang Xi's sword steps were growing, and the gilded sword wrapped in demonic energy in front of him would disrupt the originally orderly sword steps under his feet. He retreated dozens of steps to trampled the earth into a wound, and activated the Great Vajra's Nirvana body to the extreme to avoid its sharp edge. The sword energy rose and then passed a sword. Although Chang Xi, who was highly anticipated by many peak masters of Qingyun Mountain in the sword path, had no sword skills in his end, and he guarded the layer of window paper that was only separated by one layer of defeat.

In just over a dozen breaths, the gilded knife had been slashed more than a thousand times. Yingde slowed down the aura of the knife, and slapped the love knife in his hand that had slashed countless heads. He looked up at the sky and then said, "No wonder he always felt something was wrong. It turned out that the spiritual energy of Jiuzhou was different from the power of the Demon Realm, which caused me to be unable to catch some of the strength."

There was nowhere to escape in the restriction. With this rare breathing time, Chang Xi changed his breath and climbed the tower again. The majestic energy flowed like mercury in his naked eyes, and his spiritual power was wrapped around the seven swords. Chang Xi's left and right hand fingers stretched straight, and the Five Elements of Life and Death Sword Formation was instantly trapped by the sword master's clamor.

Among the two elders of Netherworld, the old man Ming, dressed in white, is the only person who is proficient in formations by His Highness the Sixth Prince. Whether it is the shielding and prohibition on the outer layer of the black golden spirit boat in the Wanxian Sect or the current formation that is isolated from the world, they are all from his work. There are very few demon cultivators in the Demon Realm who are proficient in formations, and even in the powerful Demon Realm Palace, it is only a handful of existences. This shows how much the Demon Emperor in charge of the Demon Realm is doting on the Sixth Prince.

Old Ming saw the name in the Five Elements of Life and Death Sword Formation, frowned and immediately floated down to kill the ungrateful sword cultivator. Old You, who was dressed in black next to him, said: "It's just a sword formation. With the strength of Your Highness, as long as the demonic energy bursts out, it's just a blink of an eye to destroy this sword formation. What's the rush of your fingers?"

Old Ming stopped and agreed with the words of the old man named You.

Ying De didn't look at the seven sharp swords around him, and looked at Chang Xi, who was regarded as an ant, and did not stop him. He squinted his eyes and stared at the storage bag on Chang Xi's waist for a while, and said with regret: "I once gave many martial arts secrets to the Wanmo People in the Southern Xinjiang and some magic weapons that I don't like, but now I can find the aura called the White Spider Baopu Jue from your storage bag. Could it be that Bo Ying, who is most eager to climb onto this prince's bed, has been killed by you?"

The spiritual power in his body was filled with again, and Chang Xi exhaled a breath of turbid air and grinned: "Will the royal family of the Demon Realm actually look down on the gang of mobs who have tens of thousands of demons?"

Yingde stretched out his finger and shattered a wisp of sword energy in the sword formation, and said indifferently: "To our Demon Realm, the thousands of demons are just obedient dogs. When I am happy, I will naturally share some leftovers to fill their stomachs. Besides, our Demon Realm army will go south to flatten your Jiuzhou in the future, and we must need a dog to lead the way."

The sixth prince, who was taller than the sky, sneered, "For the sake of you being able to kill the clowns of the Ten Thousand Demons, I recognize that you are just a slightly stronger ant, but I have never had the habit of saying too much to the ant."

In just one incense stick, the young prince, who had been used to entangling with the sword energy, grabbed a trick, felt the sword energy roaring spiritual power in the sword formation, and inserted it into the ground with a knife, and the body burst out like a substantial tumultuous demonic energy. The five elements sword formation in life and death that had not yet succeeded in the master fell apart due to the erosion of the demonic energy. This was not because the sword formation was weak, but because of the huge gap in cultivation.

The wave of black demonic energy swept through and then rolled back. His Highness, who was sure to win, smiled and said, "I heard from Kumu that you are still a young master of the demon clan, who can drive all monsters for your dispatch. I have never heard of the young master of the demon clan of Lao Shizi. However, for the sake of caution, I have specially drawn a land for you to prison and invite you into the trap. There is no monster in this circumference of a thousand feet. Even the earth-moving beasts that are hundreds of feet underground have been wiped out by the two elders of the Netherworld. I can't show your power. I feel very sorry. I advise you to use it as soon as possible. Don't wait until you appreciate the living spring palace for a while, and then shout that there is still any killing and useless to take action. That will be meaningless."

Just when Yingde wanted to find more fun from this sword cultivator who had a great status among the younger generation of the human race, the voices of the two elders of the Netherworld suddenly came to his ears.

"Your Highness, two sword cultivators from the God Transformation Realm thousands of miles away came straight to this place."

Ying De was slightly stunned, and then said impatiently: "You will solve it."

Just because of this sudden episode, Chang Xi's figure disappeared from Yingde's vision. Yingde looked around and saw Chang Xi running like thunder. In just a few blinks, he had reached the edge of the Thousand-Step ban.

Ying De's mind changed rapidly, guessed the reason, and said sarcastically: "It seems that the two sword cultivators who came straight to this place are your reinforcements, but I still advise you to save some effort. This forbidden killing array cannot be cracked by you, and they cannot get in."

But the next moment his smile stiffened on his face.

The formation corner cards that invaded the master's fingertips like hundreds of building blocks rose up with red blood. The formation patterns engraved on the formation corner cards echoed each other. Under the glaring eyes of Old Ming, the spiritual power surged together to form a huge repel formation.

Even if Chang Xi, who was extremely talented in the formation, could not break the demon formation, he had already been distracted and thought through it clearly. This formation was invisible from the outside, just like the formation that was set up by the surrounding sects and families jointly set up by the surrounding sects and families. It was a principle.

The huge repulsive array released a completely opposite fluctuation from the Forbidden Killing Formation. The two waves mutually repelled each other, making the entire Demon Killing Formation look like a calm lake from the outside, so that the two sword cultivators who came straight to this place could detect it.
Chapter completed!