Chapter 306 Realm Crushing

The Green Winged Demon King held the spear head and pressed it down little by little.

This is the magic weapon of the old Youwei dragon.

It has been nourished with the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and with the help of the warm water flow, it has been endowed with the power of divine thunder.

Its palms were blown to pieces, and the remaining finger bones were burned black.

But after all, it is a demon king comparable to a cultivator in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit.

"Roar!"

In its violent roar, the Youwei spear was finally pressed down, saving most of its head.

The golden body had lost its arms, jumped up, and stepped hard on it from a high place.

The huge sole of the foot fell down with a bang, causing the Green Winged Demon King's whole body to hunch down. It slowly raised its head and stared at the golden body above with cold eyes: "You are looking for death..."

Before the voice fell, Tang Yuan had pinched the magic formula again.

He is a disciple of Qingfeng Zhenren, and he learned the Wutong Mountain Treasure Method.

A true genius.

The blazing flames condensed into chains, which hung down from the sky and quickly bound the limbs of the Green Winged Demon King.

"Want to tear me apart? Tang will tear you apart first today!"

With his roar, the four chains tightened instantly, pulling the Green Winged Demon King into a "big" shape.

Tang Yuan waved his hand, and a sword with spiritual light appeared in his palm.

He clenched the hilt and stabbed the Green Winged Demon King's face fiercely!

Just as the sharp blade was about to touch the ghost face.

The Green Winged Demon King's face suddenly turned red, and even the corners of his eyes were bleeding.

The messy feathers on his body suddenly burst into green light, and in an instant they turned into a brand new look. Each feather was as sharp as a blade, and then all burst out!

First, it shattered the weapon in Tang Yuan's hand, and then the dense feathers penetrated his body directly.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Countless blood holes suddenly appeared on Tang Yuan's body, and the blood plasma was evaporated by the scalding heat wave and turned into wisps of white mist.

He staggered and knelt on the ground.

Six red lights overflowed from the blood holes, turned into lotus seeds again and scattered on the ground, and then became dim.

The fate of the golden body was not much better than his.

It was also shattered by the feathers.

The broken golden body peeled off piece by piece, turned into invisible incense and wish power and dissipated.

The whole body collapsed for a long time, and it was barely able to stand.

When the gap between the realms reached such a terrifying level, it was difficult to make up for it with any treasure.

In the whole world, there were only two figures that remained the same.

Shen Yi held a spear, and a faint light bloomed in the black scales of his right arm, blocking all the feathers outside.

The reason why he could ignore this terrifying method was also very simple.

Realm crushing.

However, it was not Shen Yi himself who crushed the Green Winged Demon King, but the spear.

It was a living creature, a part of the Ghost Tail Demon King.

And at this moment, Shen Yi became a part of the tailbone.

Even as time passed, the Green Winged Demon King found that he could not shake the spear at all, even if he had consumed his essence and blood and tried his best!

He looked behind him in horror.

He saw that the jaw of the handsome young man was covered with black scales, and his eyes with red mist rising seemed extremely violent.

He was not dealing with a Hunyuan Grandmaster, but was clearly fighting with the Sixteenth Master.

"Shen... Daoist Fellow?"

Tang Yuan raised his head in fear and also felt the vast demonic power.

He really didn't know whether the other party was still a cultivator.

Shen Yi made another move, suddenly pulling out the spear, sweeping it across with great force, like a dragon, and smashed half of the Green Winged Demon King's body with a snap.

"Puff!"

The Green-Winged Demon King was smashed and flew out like a bald chicken.

The beautiful blood-stained feathers scattered all over the sky.

Before it landed, it saw the young man leaping down from the sky, and the sharp spear tip pierced through its left shoulder.

"Ahhh!"

The Green-Winged Demon King howled miserably, and without any hesitation, stretched out his hand and tore the entire shoulder and left arm apart!

Then his right arm turned into slender wings and flew into the air.

It was no match for the Ghost-Tailed Demon King. Even a tail bone of the opponent could easily take its life.

But it still couldn't figure it out. If the Ghost-Tailed Spear was the dominant force, why did it keep coming towards it? !

Can't the bunch of cultivators below see it?

Could it be that a mere Hunyuan Grandmaster could reverse the Tiangang and control the Ghost-Tailed Spear?

"Don't drag me with you if you want to die."

The Green-Winged Demon King angrily scolded, and then wanted to escape back to the Thousand Demon Cave without looking back.

With its speed, it was impossible for this group of people to stop it.

This was also the reason why it remained calm no matter what injuries it had suffered before.

At this moment, in a corner that no one noticed.

Under the protection of several Daqian masters, Aqing in Xu Wanyun's arms forced his eyelids open and fiddled with the array plate with trembling hands.

Countless phantoms burst out, all lying on the body of the Green-Winged Ghost-Faced Eagle, gnawing at its soul frantically.

Hundred Ghosts Calming Formation!

The Green-Winged Demon King's vision was dazed for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, all he could see was a glowing gun tip and the indifferent face of the man holding the gun.

The straight gun barrel penetrated the Green-Winged Demon King's head, piercing his entire body.

The famous demon king revealed his true form on the gun barrel, with the only remaining wing drooping weakly, and the green feathers also lost their luster.

Shen Yi held the gun barrel diagonally, with purple flames accompanying him, black scales covering his arms, and the demonic aura that permeated was no less than that of the Green-Winged Ghost-Faced Eagle.

It was like the birth of a new emperor of the Thousand Demon Cave.

Tang Yuan struggled to stand up, stumbled and hid behind the golden statue, whispering: "Is he a demon?"

Qinghua lowered his eyes and glanced at him: "..."

He kicked him out with his broken calf.

"Aunt..."

A Qing shouted in a weak voice, like a seriously injured cat: "Take us home."

Xu Wanyun hugged her niece, her eyes red: "You...you?"

She looked up at the sky in horror, wanting to bring such a terrifying existence back to the Xu family?

Suddenly she found that her sleeve was gently pulled by A Qing, she retracted her gaze, only to see her niece looking up pitifully, staring at her eagerly, blood flowing from the corners of her lips, and even her voice was as weak as a mosquito's: "Aunt, go home."

Xu Wanyun's heart suddenly trembled: "Okay."

Before she finished speaking, the figure in the sky slowly fell down.

Shen Yi looked at the few people.

Before the two girls responded, several Daqian masters were already feeling a little suffocated. It was not right to make friends, and it seemed wrong to be on guard. They stood there blankly for a while.

"Let me go for a moment."

Shen Yi walked through the crowd towards Ah Qing and stretched out his hand to her.

Ah Qing, who was just barely breathing, hurriedly searched her body and quickly took out a handful of dark green fruit.

She was injured by the roar of the dragon when she was collecting this thing.

"Here, Brother Shen."

"Spit out the blood, don't scare her if nothing happens."

Shen Yi took the Suiguo and glanced at the girl helplessly.

"Oh."

Ah Qing obediently spit out the blood in her mouth. She was indeed seriously injured, but she was not in a dying state.

The next moment, Xu Wanyun pinched her little face and gritted her teeth angrily: "I asked you to pretend! Auntie is also lying!"

Although she was venting her anger, she also reacted through Shen Yi's words.

Under the influence of the evil spear, Shen Yi obviously still maintained his sanity, and there was no such thing as being controlled by the demon.

That was too terrifying.

For a cultivator, as long as he could control the power, it was part of his strength.

Now Shen Yi had reached the point where he could kill the Green Wing Demon King.