The Hunshi King roared angrily and filial piety, and his body expanded rapidly, revealing the true form of the demon race - a big white bull standing between the sky and the earth, with its head like a mountain, and its two horns like two iron towers. The demonic aura covered the sky and the sun.

Ji Lei Mountain has no light from the sun and the moon.

The devil's ax turned into a thousand feet, as if it could split the world.

The true form of the demon race crazily devoured the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Dabai Niu reached out and grasped it, and a golden immortal puppet was caught by it. Daluo's golden body was broken and cracks appeared.

Before this Golden Immortal Puppet was destroyed by the Hunshi King, he returned the Qingxiao Immortal Sword to Lu Changsheng.

Snap.

The puppet on the fourth level of Golden Immortal was completely shattered!

The ferocity of the Hunshi King is evident.

"The Hunshi King is so terrifying. The puppets on the fourth level of the Golden Immortal were destroyed by him."

"We have fought against the Great King in the past, but were defeated by him."

Taoist Yuxuan and Taoist Luo Yu are no match for the Hunshi King. Lu Changsheng can actually force the Hunshi King to reveal his true form as a monster. This shows that Lu Changsheng's strength has surpassed them.

"It's been a long time since anyone forced me to fight with my demonic form. You are the first one in a hundred thousand years."

The big white bull's huge eyes glared at Lu Changsheng.

The true form of the demon race is his last resort.

Lu Changsheng had already angered it by forcing it to such an extent.

Even though a golden immortal controlled by Lu Changsheng was destroyed, he didn’t feel bad either.

If you teach as a disciple in the future, you will have plenty of opportunities to return the Golden Immortal Puppet Talisman.

"The laws of heaven and earth!"

Lu Changsheng used his magical power and appeared as a ten-foot-long dharma body, competing against the Big White Bull's ten-foot-long demon body!

Lu Changsheng has practiced the quasi-emperor level skill "Dragon Transformation Technique" to the state of Dzogchen.

The ten-foot-long Dharma body condensed into thousands of true dragon light patterns, and Lu Changsheng's bones even turned into dragon bones. The tyranny of his body was comparable to that of the Dacheng Golden Immortal True Dragon!

"This is the quasi-emperor level skill of the Beast Control Sect, "The Dragon Transformation Technique". How does he know this skill? Is he a member of the Beast Control Sect?"

The head of Liuyun Pavilion looked at Lu Changsheng who had transformed into a real dragon in human form in shock.

Boom!

The ten-thousand-foot real dragon body fought with the ten-thousand-foot white bull demon body, and the mountains collapsed. With each punch and kick, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

"Ah!"

A group of little demons were affected by the battle, and just the aftermath wiped them out.

"Brothers, let's do it together!"

The Hunshi King became jealous and asked the other demon kings to take action.

The six demon kings looked at each other. They were sworn brothers. When the Hunshi King spoke, they were obliged to do so.

The nine heads of the Nine Spirit King spewed out fire and swept a group of human golden immortals.

The fire spewed out by the Nine Spirit King is extremely hot, and the mountains and rocks sublimate instantly.

"In front of my infinite true fire, it is just illusion."

Fairy Qingyue shot out the infinite true fire from her palm, and this divine fire swallowed up the flames spouted by the Nine Spirits King.

"You are indeed not an ordinary cultivator. Are you going to take that half-step?"

King Jiuling was sweating from behind.

Fairy Qingyue resolved his magical power with a relaxed expression.

Fairy Qingyue can swallow the Wuji True Fire Spiritual Root and turn it into her own use. The origin is definitely not simple.

The Great Ape King stretched out his hand to grab it, and a black gold iron rod appeared, holding a magic weapon in his hand, and smashed it towards Taoist Yuxuan.

Taoist Yuxuan sacrificed his fairy sword and stopped the Xuanjin iron rod.

The black gold iron rod almost hit Taoist Yuxuan in the face.

"So strong..."

Taoist Yuxuan accepted the attack from the Great Ape King, but even the seventh-level golden immortal could barely catch the black gold iron rod.

This mysterious gold iron rod weighs millions of kilograms, and coupled with the great power of the Divine Ape King, Taoist Yuxuan can only barely hold the Divine Ape King back.

"I, the Demonic Dragon King, are not someone to be trifled with. Even if you are a disciple of the leader of the Holy Mountain, I will not show mercy."

Scales appeared on the body of the Demonic Dragon King, and his claws were as sharp as knives, crushing the Star Sword Taoist.

The Star Sword Taoist is only a first-level golden immortal, while the Demonic Dragon King is a fifth-level golden immortal. There is a huge gap between the two sides.

The Star Sword Taoist can only rely on the skills taught to him by Qing Yangzi to deal with the Demon King.

"Ouch!

”

The Timber Wolf King looked up to the sky and roared, becoming angry with shame.

It was stabbed by Su Xiaoqi's low-grade holy weapon "You Meng".

Su Xiaoqi's body of nothingness merged into the void, appearing and disappearing, and with a dagger magic weapon at the level of a low-grade holy weapon, it stabbed the Wood Wolf King on the fourth level of the Golden Immortal.

Several of Lu Changsheng's disciples have the ability to fight across ranks.

Without these abilities, they cannot be recognized by the apprenticeship simulator.

"Do you have the strength to be an enemy of King Jinyu?"

King Jinyu transformed into the true form of the golden-winged roc, setting off a hurricane, and the demonic energy turned into a wind blade, splitting countless rocks and trees!

Taoist Luo Yu faced hundreds of millions of wind blades, his sword energy weaving into a sword net in front of him.

Countless wind blades struck, sparks flew everywhere, and the mountain behind Taoist Luo Yu was cut into pieces.

Taoist Luo Yu's face was solemn, King Jin Yu was more powerful than he imagined.

The seven demon kings are not simple characters.

The demonic energy of the Horned Deer King transformed into the tree world, and countless tree vines spread towards Shangguan Zhaoer.

The King of Horned Deer is the one with the lowest cultivation level among the seven demon kings, and he also has the cultivation level of the third level of the Golden Immortal.

The seven demon kings can sworn brothers, but without any strength, they will not be recognized by each other.

I saw Shangguan Zhaoer holding a magic pen in his hand, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he was slapping on the golden rice paper: "The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and one sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states."

This is the poem Lu Changsheng taught her.

Billions of flower petals were flying, the fragrance was filling the air, and the shadows of the three thousand guests were looming. A peerless swordsman stood in the sky, swung out his sword, and cut off countless tree vines with bone-piercing sword energy, flying straight towards the Horned Deer King.

The wooden staff in the hand of the King of Horned Deer glowed with green light, and a hundred layers of wooden walls broke out of the ground to block the sword energy.

The sword energy cut through forty-nine wooden walls, but stopped suddenly.

"My magic weapon and cultivation are still not enough to compete with it."

Shangguan Zhaoer's face is pale.

With her first-level Golden Immortal cultivation, it would be very difficult to defeat the King of the Horned Deer at the third level of Golden Immortal.

The horned deer king waved his wooden staff, and countless vines swept towards Shangguan Zhaoer.

"Sister, use this magic weapon."

Lu Changsheng threw a magic pen and it fell into Shangguan Zhaoer's hand.

This spiritual pen exudes terrible pressure, and the shadow of the phoenix is ​​vaguely visible.

"A low-grade holy weapon?"

Shangguan Zhaoer did not expect that Lu Changsheng had such a sacred-level magic pen.

With this magic weapon, Shangguan Zhaoer's magic power is even stronger.

"The phoenix strikes nine thousand miles upward, clearing the clouds, carrying the sky with its feet, and flying clouds in chaos, soaring above the darkness."

Shangguan Zhaoer used the sacred pen to write down a poem.

The shadow of an ancient fire phoenix appeared, its wings of fire soaring as big as a mountain. The fire soared into the sky, burning the demonic clouds. All the trees and vines summoned by the Horned Deer King were burned by the divine fire.

"Damn it."

The horned deer king embarrassedly avoided the ancient fire phoenix.

The artistic conception of Shangguan Zhaoer's poetry turns fiction into reality. If King Jiaolu is not careful, he may be killed by Shangguan Zhaoer's artistic conception of poetry.

"Young ones, come on!"

"Kill them!"
To be continued...