Chapter 228 Illusion Finale

When the remaining two disciples of the Demon Sect saw Wu Yongyi and Master Kuchan die together, a burst of blood suddenly surged in their hearts, and their minds suddenly went blank. Their eyes were full of blood, their bodies were bowed, and they were ready to rush forward at any time.

Leng Yuetian did not look at the disciples behind him. He stared straight at the remaining two people and held the gray sword tightly in his hand.

"There is a sect called self-explosion. The mind of the law can die with the opponent by getting close to the other party and through its own explosion. At this time, the remaining two may also know this method. The disciples of Xianzong are not allowed to fight without permission!"

Leng Yuetian stared at the other party very calmly. The gray sword in his hand was shining, and there was a faint aura around him. He had already pinched the magic formula in his hand and waited for time to move.

Song Yunzi shook his head, and then walked to Leng Yuetian's side and stared at the two demon disciples. Except for his whole body naturally surrounded by a layer of aura, he did not see any magic formula or heart method.

"You just want to occupy Anyang City, and you know that our immortal sects can't break through it, so you want to die with us, right?"

Song Yunzi's lips are relaxed and his voice is not loud, but very transparent. The disciples of Xianzong only heard the usual voice, and the two disciples of the Demon Sect were like the bombing of nine heavenly Xuanlei. The voices in their ears rolled, and they couldn't help frowning and blocking their ears with their hands.

Then Song Yunzi turned his head and looked at Leng Yuetian. The two looked at each other and nodded, and their bodies suddenly disappeared in place. Even the nearest disciples did not see how the two disappeared.

"This..."

"Master..."

"The cultivation of Song Zhangmen seems to be an amazing state..."

"I'm simply here, otherwise Anyang City, an important town in the Central Plains, may not be able to be saved..."

There are many elders of the immortal sect behind him, and the disciples are talking about it. Although they don't know how the bodies of Song Yunzi and Leng Yuetian disappeared, it is certain that their goal is the two disciples of the Demon Sect.

Sure enough, when everyone saw the two white figures appear, Song Yunzi and Leng Yuetian had already arrived at the side of the two demon disciples. Song Yunzi raised his left hand and drew a circle in front of his right hand. Suddenly, ripples like water waves appeared continuously, constantly getting bigger in front of him. Wave after wave completely isolated himself from one of the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Leng Yuetian held a long gray sword, and the sword light flashed, and a gray and dazzling sword light rose to the sky. Unwaiting the demon disciple to react, the sword light suddenly emerged from the ground and stabbed the disciple's lower body.

"Fight with them!"

Seeing that the other party suddenly took action, and the speed was extremely fast, the two disciples of the Demon Sect were almost desperate. After shouting, they reached out and grabbed themselves. The black robe on their bodies suddenly tore open, revealing the strong body inside.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel cold and couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

What kind of body is that? The skin that should have been smooth is full of vertical and horizontal grooves, folds and bullying. From time to time, some blood-red insects can be seen crawling on it. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that the other party had already died, and there were many blood-sucking monsters.

"Blood Demon Body?"

Looking at this scene, the cold moon is stunned. Even if the other party has such a strange body, it is not surprising for him and Song Yunzi and others who participated in the last fairy and demon war.

"Brothers should be careful not to contact them!"

Song Yunzi also recognized what the two disciples of the Demon Sect were and hurriedly reminded Leng Yuetian to say.

"Brother, don't worry, there are only two blood demons, and we can't do anything about it. I can't imagine that the old story of decades ago is now repeated again. Haha, God is so humorous!"

Leng Yuetian laughed a few times, threw the gray sword in his hand into the air, and immediately hit a few magic formulas with both hands. At the same time, his body kept jumping back at a very fast speed. By the time the two demon disciples found out, Leng Yuetian and Song Yunzi were all behind the ripples melted by Song Yunzi.

"Well, since you know the body of the blood demon, do you still need to resist?"

One of the disciples of the Demon Sect said, and then he beat his hands hard, and there was a lot of black gas around him. The black gas was mixed with many resentful crying, shouts and moans. With the drifting air, he could smell the bloody smell. The smell is very strong and disgusting.

"Bad! Brother, you protect others, and I will deal with them.

Seeing many immortal disciples not far behind him keep vomiting, and several people with high cultivation also showed black gas on their faces. Their bodies were unsupported and kept pressing Reiki with their hands, which seemed to barely resist the rolling of the stomach in their bodies.

"That's all I have to do. Brother, be careful!"

After the cold moon day got the order, his body jumped back, and a few bounces came to the disciples behind him. At this time, the gray sword in his hand was bright and stronger.

"hua!"

Suddenly, Leng Yuetian shouted loudly, and the long gray sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and a water-like white milk-like** gushed out and floated above the heads of the people. Then Leng Yuetian flew up and kept counting the magic formula in her hand. There were many inexplicable cries and moans in the air, and then black blood stains fell to the ground. Subsequently, the disciples of the immortal sect, who had been rolling in their bodies, rushed to their bodies and gradually recovered. They were no longer so sad. Those with profound cultivation helped those disciples with poor cultivation to dredge their aura and relieve the pain.

Suddenly, a man in a black robe flew from afar and flew to Anyang City like a black bat from a distance.

"Is the patriarch here in person?" Seeing this scene, the demon disciple's face showed joy. Just as he was about to start flying, his eyes suddenly showed despair.

"Why... why did you kill us together?"

Blood drops keep falling from the air. As soon as the blood drops touch the air, they turn into a number of black smoke. The black smoke keeps rolling and turning into a black skeleton in twos and threes. Before the black skeleton fell to the ground, it began to decompose violently and make a strong buzzing sound.

People were about to fly up to fight when they only heard one of the disciples scream, and then their bodies suddenly turned into a black fog, and the black fog immediately turned into black skeletons. Then another disciple turned into a skeleton like this.

Finally, in Anyang City, the screams lasted for a long time until sunset. When the people in black in the air fell to the ground, all the people on the ground turned into black skeletons. Only Han Rui and Xifeng are painfully supported, and part of their bodies have turned black, flowing with black juice.

"Or we won!" One of the men in black said loudly.

"Really, the outcome is still unknown!"

Han Rui sneered and looked at the men in black and said.

"Oh?" The man in black was puzzled and turned his head to look at Han Rui.

"Because the whole Anyang City is transformed, in fact, it no longer exists. Now, as long as I die, everyone will turn into nothingness and disappear out of thin air. Hahaha..."

The man in black was shocked and was about to take action. Han Rui smashed the staff on the top of his head, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding, still laughing.

The surroundings quickly disintegrated and collapsed at the speed of sight, and Han Rui's eyes gradually closed.

"No, don't..." The man in black shouted a few times, and before he could finish speaking, his body disappeared.

The surroundings turned into a piece of silence.

Hundreds of years later.

A teenager who seemed to be a teenager came from a distance, with a necklace hanging around his neck. There was a stone shining in the sunset.

"Is this the place where the Korean hero destroyed all the disciples of the Demon Sect? It's so desolate!"

"Yes, a fantasy city destroyed all the disciples of the Demon Sect. It has also been desolate for hundreds of years. An old man stood behind the teenager and said in the vicissitudes of life.

"It's gone. Where have they gone?" The teenager asked puzzledly.

"Who knows... Anyway, it no longer exists." The old man said simply.

The whole book is over!