"call!"

Fan Ji quickly returned from the Demon Realm.

With a flick of his sleeves, the Heavenly Demon Dao came out, and countless Heavenly Demons suddenly appeared to protect the four directions of Lingxiao Heavenly Court. At the same time, a large number of Fantasy Ji Heavenly Demons flew to the four cities to protect the four directions and resist the invasion of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

After Cheng Hou gave an order, the endless demons immediately rushed out without any hindrance.

There are too many, so many that it is incredible.

It was still noon at this moment, but the sky and the earth in all directions were completely dark. The heavenly demons were close to the heavenly demons, pouring down like a sea covering the sky. The terrifying number was several times more shocking than the scene of natural disaster locusts, which could only cover an area.

Area, but in front of you, the sky is covered, and the surrounding demons are close to the demons, as if they have fallen into chaos.

The vast number made all the ancestors feel numb.

Bombarding the high-level demons? How to bombard this scene? Are they all high-level demons? It is not so exaggerated when facing a saint.

The heavenly paths are filled with countless heavenly demons. The heavenly demons also seem to be attacking the ancestors and immortals. Fortunately, the ancestors and immortals are all aligned with the heavenly ways, and the heavenly ways can block them.

"Buzz!"

A bright light shines directly from the north, and a huge tower suddenly appears.

"Jing Clan, use all your strength to destroy the demon!" Jing Yuntian said solemnly.

"Hoo!" "Hoo!" "Hoo!"……………………

One transforms into two, two transforms into four, four transforms into eight..., the Crystal Clan uses the Vientiane Mirror Tower to quickly transform into countless clones, and rush towards a sea of ​​demons pressed down from the sky. A vast sea of ​​demons.

The Jing Clan was created by Pangu to deal with the demons, but it was too exaggerated and too much in front of me.

But Jing Yuntian still commands the Jing Clan to go into battle, because this is their clan's mission.

To the south of Lingxiao Heavenly Court, there is a place out of the mountains and forests.

Jin Peng, Daoren Tu and others were guarding Mr. Corpse.

"Mr. Corpse, can this big formation work?" Jin Peng looked at Mr. Corpse worriedly.

In front of Mr. Corpse, stood the corpse of the saint. Holding a bell in his hand, Mr. Corpse looked at the infinite demons slowly washing down from the sky and took a deep breath.

"Before the Pangu era, this world of demons was guarded by my funeral family. Unfortunately, my funeral family has declined and this formation will no longer be as strong as it once was. I will do my best, and you all must do your best!" Mr. Corpse said solemnly.

"Yes!" the ancestors said respectfully.

At the same time, Jin Peng and others became more and more confused. Is it true or not, your burial family was so terrifying in ancient times? No, it cannot be said to be ancient, it should be called ancient times. In ancient times, what kind of existence was your burial family?

"Dang rang rang!" Mr. Corpse rang the bell.

Suddenly, dark air of death emerged from the land in all directions, and Mr. Corpse was about to take action.

"Zhongshan, why don't you come out? I'll destroy your destiny first, Golden Dragon? Watch me capture them into the Demon Realm!" Cheng Hou shouted excitedly.

"How dare you!" Zhong Tian shouted.

"Stop it! Hahahahaha..." Cheng Hou shouted excitedly.

As he spoke, the ugly arm suddenly stretched out with the immeasurable demon, and shot straight into the sea of ​​​​lucky clouds in the sky.

Zhong Tian's whole body was covered with golden light, but two huge black shadows suddenly appeared next to Zhong Tian, ​​each standing on a demon throne, blocking Zhong Tian.

"Mr. Corpse, hurry up!" Jin Peng shouted from a distance.
Chapter completed!