Chapter 3419 only Panic
A few gods even had smug smiles on their faces, and then their smiles froze on their faces.
He stared blankly at the head that kept rolling on the ground.
The next moment, a blood-colored ghost appeared from the headless body, and it was about to condense into the body of the blood prison demon.
A howl of pain and anger came out of its mouth.
Xi Yue smiled faintly, and a tongue of flame suddenly burst out from the Lishui sword in his hand, wrapping the body of the sword and throwing it towards the blood prison demon.
"Oooooooooooooo!!" A painful cry came out from the blood prison demon's big mouth.
A mournful sound, a tragic sound.
Such a scream was so heart-wrenching that the gods who were watching this scene all turned pale and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
After only half a cup of tea time, the huge blood prison demon was burned cleanly, leaving not even a single ash.
The Lishui Sword turned and fell back to Xi Yue's hands.
In front of Xi Yue's chest, slender and slender fingers in the depths flicked the blade, which was still flaming, and said slowly, "Do you want to be polite? Just so, I don't want to be polite to you at all!"
"You... What kind of cultivation technique are you?" One of the gods said incoherently, with a face full of horror, "Why? Why is there a demonic energy in your flame, and it is still demonic in the Demon King Realm?"
You must know that the high-level demon fire burns the low-level, but it can be burnt out in minutes, and they have no resistance at all.
"Want to know?" Xi Yue sneered, "Then go underground and ask King Yama!"
As soon as the voice fell, she had already vacated her whole body, and her figure seemed to be divided into nine in an instant, welcoming the remaining nine demon masters.
The Wandering Phantom's body moves between them.
Every **** master had no resistance at all, and cut off his head or cut off his waist almost instantly.
The body of the Blood Prison Demon escaped from its body and wanted to escape.
But behind them, a terrifying magic fire was waiting for them.
The miserable cries came one after another, resounding non-stop, like eighteen layers of hell.
There was no more arrogant smile on Yu Yishan's face, only panic.
Seeing that Xi Yue's sword was about to fall on him, he suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Shangguan Qingyun, hurry up, stop her! Stop her!"
The puppet made by Shangguan Qingyun moved.
The pressure of the powerful monks in the upper god realm was released, which is not comparable to these god masters.
The hearts of those watching the battle all raised their voices.
Even if Xiyue can kill the powerhouse at the peak of the gods realm in seconds, can he still compete against the high-level gods realm?
You must know that the upper god realm and the god master realm are as far apart as the sky!
Master Zijin and the others said anxiously: "What should we do? After all, the saint is only this age, how can she be the opponent of the Great Elder of the God Realm? Do we want to help?"
Who knew that just after he finished speaking, the little red bird gave him a contemptuous look, "Help? It's just your cultivation? Are you sure you're helping rather than dragging your feet? Even the divine bird dare not say that it has the ability to blend into such a high level. Do you think you can help? Do you think you are daydreaming? Or is your face as big as a pot?"
Real Zijin's handsome face flushed red, and he was speechless for a long time.
Only then did the little red bird take back its vicious tongue, and snorted softly: "Don't worry, Shangguan Qingyun is just a puppet now, even if he has the cultivation level of the gods, he doesn't have the fighting consciousness of the monks in the gods, so Xi Yue will deal with it. It's not easy for him yet."