When Hu Fei was shaken away, the Sanyou Old Demon escaped from danger and flew to the sky. He looked at Shi Qianhan and Yang Fan coldly, his face gloomy and sunny.

Swallowing!!

The Poison King, Medicine King, Bu Tian King and other advanced Nascent Souls all arrived at the scene and surrounded the Three Evil Old Demons.

The shadow of the demon god behind Shi Qianhan exuded endless pressure, and he faced the three evil demon head-on.

Hu Fei is behind the Three Evil Old Demons, and the Poison King Medicine King Bu Tian King is in the three directions left and right.

Yang Fan rushed over slowly, holding a blue-stick brush in his hand, and was above the head of the Sanyou Old Demon, and smiled indifferently: "Sanyou Old Demon, today is your death."

His words contain absolute confidence.

The six high-level Yuanying Demons have already given all the retreats of the Three Evil Old Demons.

Even though he was a great Nascent Soul monk, he was not realistic to escape under this full siege when he was seriously injured.

Yang Fan did not speak, and none of the other five high-level Nascent Souls did take action.

The field was silent, and even the breathing and heartbeat were clear.

Bang bang!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

Even Yang Fan himself breathed a little rapid.

Although the Three Youth Old Demon has surrounded and has an absolute advantage in number, no one dares to say that he is absolutely sure to kill the Three Youth Old Demon.

As an old demon who has shocked Yuyang for hundreds of years and a great Nascent Soul cultivator who is at the peak of the clouds in the immortal world, if he counterattacks at all costs, he will definitely cause terrible disasters to everyone.

"Why are there no fighting over there?"

One or two hundred miles away, Lie Wuhuan exclaimed and looked at the place of the Demon Yang Sect.

"Maybe it's over." Yun Yuxi stood up, with a few worries in her bright eyes.

Whoosh!!

The two stood up and flew towards the Demon Yang Sect. Soon, their spiritual sense captured the shocking scene of the six high-level Yuanying Yuanying surrounding the Three Evil Old Demons.

"Ah...Master!"

Lie Wuhuan was shocked and was stunned for a moment, with a look of doubt and disbelief.

Master, the calm and invincible master... how could he fall into such a situation?

In Lie Wuhuan's mind, the power of Master Sanyou Old Demon is deeply rooted in his heart and is indelible.

At the same time, the coexistence of Yang Fan and Shi Qianhan changed his expression.

At this moment, there was a dead silence within a hundred miles of radius.

The battle in the mountain gate of the Moyang Sect has ended. The Yangjiabao camp has won the final victory and killed all those who resisted the enemy.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Sanyou Old Demon looked at Yang Fan with unprecedented peace, and asked, "Can you tell me what your relationship is with Shi Qianhan?"

"I am the Lord and ***." A strange color flashed through Yang Fan's eyes.

"Okay, okay," the old demon Sanyou took a deep breath: "You are really hiding deeply, planning everything in secret, and taking every step to force me to such a field."

Yang Fan sighed lightly: "Three Evil Old Demon, you should give up resisting. No matter what means you use, you will never escape death. All your retreats are in my budget."

"Hahaha..." The old demon Sanyou raised his head and roared, and laughed sarcastically: "Have you forgotten that I am also practicing the Nine Nether Demonic Art."

"What's the meaning?"

"The devil...the god...the body..."

An empty and cold sound came from the mouth of the old demon Sanyou, rippling the entire world.

A terrifying aura that could be arrogant to the Northern Qin Dynasty covered a radius of hundreds of miles, and the body of the Sanyou Old Demon instantly rose to two feet.

Demon God possessed!!

The demon god possessed by the great Nascent Soul monk!!
Chapter completed!