Xue Chou: "Mmph... mmph..."

"Damn it, what is this?!"

Xue Chou's expression suddenly changed.

He sensed an immense threat rapidly approaching him.

Without any hesitation, he left immediately.

This place was a life-saving shelter he built many years ago; in critical moments, he could directly use Devil Race means to get here.

And the escape routes here are mostly well-prepared.

However, just as it moved...

That aura surged forth with a deafening roar.

In an instant, dazzling Buddhist light filled the entire space.

Countless Buddhist Order Sanskrit characters suddenly flew out from the Devil-Binding Rope.

At the same time, the figures of ancient monks appeared and surrounded the area.

Ding ding ding.

A Buddhist bell tolled, and a wooden fish drum sounded.

Golden light enveloped the Xue Chou.

"The Dharma of Buddhist Order!"

Xue Chou's voice even changed a bit.

First Sword Immortal, then Buddhist Order artifact.

Each one is more troublesome than the devil himself.

How could the Cloud Heaven Holy Land possess so many methods!

"Break!"

Xue Chou roared and threw a punch forward, trying to tear a path through the air.

However, the punch was thrown as soon as it was thrown, like a clay ox sinking into a river.

Knock knock knock.

The sound of the wooden fish suddenly became urgent.

The void trembled violently.

In that instant, it was as if the heavens had fallen and pressed down on Xue Chou.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, most of the blood energy in Xue Chou's body suddenly dissipated.

As if an invisible hand were pressing down on Xue Chou's body, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Brush.

The Devil-Binding Rope flew over, suddenly lengthened, and landed on Xue Chou.

In an instant, Xue Chou was tied up tightly.

Damn it, damn it!

The power was suppressed by the Buddha's light, Xue Chou could only curse.

I've already used all my trump cards to escape, so how did they find me?!

They thought they had successfully escaped, but now they have completely lost the ability to resist.

They couldn't even bring themselves to end their own lives.

Xue Chou with rage, he responded with a barrage of angry curses.

At this moment, one end of the rope suddenly became several degrees thicker.

Then, the Buddha's light pried open the Xue Chou's mouth.

The rope end tucked itself in.

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..."

Xue Chou's face turned bright red.

Then, the rope, Xue Chou, flew out of the ground.

"What happened? The chief is dead?!"

"Die my foot! How could the chief possibly die? He's just temporarily avoiding the limelight."

"You two are still chatting? If you don't run now, your lives are in danger... Ah!!! My legs!"

After Xue Chou left, the group of demons were also somewhat stunned.

You should know that this is their base of operations.

As long as this blood pool exists, they can continuously increase their strength.

If they leave, I don't know how much effort it will take to rebuild.

But right now...

Fang Ling arrived, sword in hand.

In an instant, several demons suffered.

Under the dual suppression of realm and weapon.

There was virtually no possibility of resistance.

In an instant, a chorus of shrill screams rose and fell.

"Run!"

The other Devil Race demons then realized what was happening.

At that moment, the remaining demons began to flee frantically into the distance.

However, no matter what methods they used...

How could one possibly escape from the Transcendent Realm Sword Master was burning his life force?

Before long, the demonic shadows were enveloped by the sword light and gathered together.

The crowd then snapped out of their shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

Who could have imagined that the fierce battle that had lasted for so long...

It ended so suddenly in such a short time.

And what changed all of this was the sword of the Sword Immortal.

Fang Ling took a deep breath, calmed his blood and qi, turned towards the direction of the flying boat, and respectfully spoke, solemnly saying:

"Many thanks to Senior Sword Immortal for your help."

Having said that, he raised his hand and released the longsword, sending it flying towards the location of the flying boat.

Countless eyes were fixed on the direction in which the longsword had flown.

I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to witness the Sword Immortal's splendor.

"Yes, if your sword is already this powerful, then you yourself are probably unparalleled in the world."

All parties have their own thoughts and expectations.

In the Mystic One Sect, an elder suddenly noticed something.

Judging from his title, this Sword Immortal shouldn't be from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land.

"I wonder if our Mystic One Sect will have the opportunity to meet this senior. If so, receiving his guidance or assistance would be enough to allow our Mystic One Sect to take control of the Eastern Region."

"This matter requires close attention; if we can seize the opportunity, it will be a chance for our Mystic One Sect."

All parties are eagerly awaiting the outcome.

However, the Sword Immortal did not personally appear.

The longsword vanished in a flash of light.

A sense of regret inevitably arose in everyone's hearts.

Brush.

At that moment, in the darkness of the night, a golden light suddenly rushed towards us from afar.

Countless people looked up.

As the golden light drew closer, they made their discovery.

It was a golden rope, binding a demonic shadow.

That aura was none other than that of the Xue Chou who had escaped earlier.

"Another Sacred Artifact."

One of the powerful figures showed a slight change in expression.

Each piece at this level is incredibly precious.

I've certainly broadened my horizons now.

Fang Ling also looked in that direction, and when he saw the Xue Chou being completely blocked, even though he was personally wielding the sword, he couldn't help but sigh.

"As expected of Sword Immortal senior."

"Ugh... ugh..."

Upon seeing Fang Ling again, Xue Chou's eyes blazed with overwhelming hatred.

If it weren't for the rope being pressed against his throat, he would have given Fang Ling and Xue Chou a friendly and intimate exchange.

"Let's end this."

A hoarse voice rang out from the airship.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ling nodded, and then took action himself by participating.

Earlier, when Xue Chou was preparing to escape, he detonated most of the Devil Sect, taking away their life force.

Some members of the Devil Sect are still present.

However, their strength is clearly much weaker.

At that moment, a group of powerful figures from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land joined in the attack.

With such a vast difference in cultivation level, the Devil Sect were instantly wiped out.

This scene made Xue Chou's eyes widen in horror.

He poured countless hours of effort into creating all of this.

Now, they've ended up like this.

"Cloud Heaven Holy Land, you'd better not give me a chance to live!"

Seeing his empire destroyed, Xue Chou felt extreme hatred.

Shortly afterward, all the Devil Sect on the field were killed.

The people from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land began to clean up the battlefield.

These arriving Devil Sect all appeared to have different identities.

And almost everyone has a Na Ring.

With such a scale, they naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to collect resources.

After all, all sides suffered considerable losses in this battle.

Various factions also joined the effort to clean up the battlefield.

Not long after, the entire battlefield was cleaned up by the crowd.

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded again from the airship:

"You should use their things with caution, lest they become infected by Devil Qi."

Upon hearing this, everyone who was initially pleased with the results froze.

"May I ask, senior, what is the nature of this Devil Qi infection...?"

Someone hesitated for a moment before asking.