Chapter 400: Fighting Against the White Hong Demon King

"He doesn't seem to care about us."

Miao Qinghui sighed, looked to the side, and smiled helplessly.

Tong Xinchuan mobilized his spiritual energy to pour into the golden arrow of the demon, and chuckled as usual: "It seems so."

Crazy! All crazy!

Yu Chaoan swept his senior brothers and sisters' faces back and forth. In his mind, he thought that the golden body deliberately exposed the existence of several people, causing the demon king to react in advance. If he thought about it in a bad way, it would be no different from deliberately killing them.

These two people were not angry at all, but laughed instead.

It was simply outrageous.

Just when the golden arrow in Tong Xinchuan's palm was flowing, the golden body finally moved. The dark golden dragon suddenly rushed out and gently touched his shoulder with the tip of its tail.

"..."

Even Tong Xinchuan was a little confused.

Even if Shen Yi needed to win the trust of the demon king, he would not have to exchange his heads for it, right?

He hesitated for a moment and put down the golden arrow.

This subtle movement, not to mention Yu Chaoan, even Miao Qinghui was a little confused.

Tong Xinchuan was known for his cruelty. He was the one who was most unfamiliar with the master on Wutong Mountain. Before the incident in the Thousand Demon Cave, this group of fellow disciples even felt that even if they died in front of him, he would deal with it in the most rational way.

Even if the cruelty was pretended, could it be that he was suspicious by nature?

Can a person like him put his life in the hands of others?

"Huh."

Tong Xinchuan put away the golden arrow and looked forward in silence.

His former bright red robe represented his unparalleled pride.

Formation masters like them are much smarter than other reckless monks.

Correspondingly, Shen Yi can surpass himself in formation attainments, so his brain must be smarter and more thorough.

When you don't understand, you might as well think about whether it is your own problem.

Reflect! Reflect again!

Looking at the ferocious white horse standing far in the sky, Tong Xinchuan's face twitched slightly. He had reflected on it many times, but still couldn't figure out where the problem was.

If he continued to think about it, his life would be gone.

"Brother, I always thought that your calmness was fake. I didn't expect that you could be so calm when you saw Bai Hong Demon King..." Yu Chaoan apologized to Tong Xinchuan in shame.

"Don't hold it in, tell me quickly, what should I do now, I will listen to you."

"I."

Tong Xinchuan cleared his throat.

With his late stage of transformation, he could feel the majestic oppression of the white horse even more.

It was even stronger than the rumors!

"Why... why are you..."

At the other end of the sky, the originally handsome white horse now had a ferocious gap on its body, extending from the head to the tail.

The scarlet flesh and blood, the throbbing internal organs, were all covered by the thunder plasma and could not heal.

But compared to these wounds.

The more horrifying part was its head.

It pressed a huge red pill into its skull, and dense blood threads came out of its skull, and there was also accumulated rotten flesh, growing together with the red pill.

All the blood in its body was rushing into the red pill.

The Baihong Demon King seemed very sad and angry: "Where is Nie Jun? Why are you here?"

It didn't understand.

After that time many years ago, it had been studying Nie Jun, not only his methods, but also his behavior.

However, the other party's methods had a qualitative leap.

That was fine, after all, the genius among the human cultivators, the realm was changing with each passing day, which was acceptable.

But how could his character be wrong.

Once that killing blank made a move, how could he let him go so easily?

After killing the lion, he would definitely come to finish it off.

Therefore, the Baihong Demon King did not rush back to the Thousand Demon Cave, he was waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Everyone felt that he was seriously injured.

Not to mention the conceited Nie Jun.

When the other party relaxes its vigilance, it will use its ten thousand years of life to resolve the knot of many years.

But...

"Why are you here? Even you bunch of trash dare to covet my life?!"

The White Hong Demon King let out a long roar, very confused, it clearly wants the world to remember the horror of the Thousand Demon Cave again.

But even it itself was underestimated like this.

"It doesn't seem to think much of us." Yu Chaoan felt a little dry in his mouth during the long roar: "It also called you trash."

"Isn't it?"

Tong Xinchuan's expression did not change. Whether it was useless or not depended on who it was compared with. In front of this white horse, there were few people in the world who could speak with their backs straight.

"Then what are you waiting for, shoot it!" Yu Chaoan pinched the magic formula, summoned several golden armor warriors, and was ready to run away.

"Huh." Tong Xinchuan looked at the golden body standing still below, his palm trembled slightly, and finally glanced at the sky.

If he can't come up with an explanation, he really can't hold it back.

In the white sky, a long rainbow of alternating purple and white spans both ends.

There seems to be a figure flickering inside.

Just a moment of distraction.

The looming figure appeared silently in the field.

The moment she saw the black robe with golden patterns, Miao Qinghui instinctively breathed a sigh of relief.

The opposite of her was Tong Xinchuan.

After seeing Shen Yi dressed like this, instead of the lion he guessed, he was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the other party didn't want to win the trust of the Demon King?

What is this strategy?

"So you gave them confidence?"

The Baihong Demon Emperor was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "I know who you are, and what kind of magic circle have you set up? Do you think I, like Golden Wings, can be trapped by your magic circle?"

"hiss."

After hearing this, Tong Xinchuan's face darkened slightly.

As a formation mage, he knows how difficult it is for the formation organizer to have the enemy find out the information in advance.

Sure enough, Bai Hong looked around indifferently, his black eyes flickering.

After a moment, it looked confused.

It did not detect the existence of any formation.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at Bai Hong, her eyes focused on the red pill on his forehead.

Then he waved slightly.

Following this subtle movement, the spiritual energy in the sky suddenly became restless.

Everything that can be seen with the naked eye begins to distort.

In a few breaths, the sky turned into a fierce scarlet color, as if a scroll was slowly unfolding.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The majestic roar of the beast, like a bell and a bell, completely resounded, deafening and terrifying.

Nine pairs of terrifying eyes looked down at the earth, like the awakening of an ancient evil creature.

The momentum is rising and the evil spirit is extremely strong.

While the huge and domineering monster body rolled around, the scarlet blood wave on the futon transformed into a human form and sat upright, enlightening the world.

"What are you looking for?"

Shen Yi lowered her eyes and looked at Bai Hong, slowly spreading her palms.

"..."

The white horse stamped its hooves uneasily and looked towards the sky in anger.

"Is this a Taoist palace?"

Miao Qinghui raised her head in shock, the mysterious tower in her hand trembling slightly.

"probably."

Yu Chaoan swallowed. He had only seen the Zixiao God's Thunder Sword Palace. Maybe this kind of Taoist palace with soaring demonic aura was also normal?

But just looking at the Demon Palace that stretches for three hundred feet, it is obvious that it is not inferior to Senior Brother Nie.

Is this the Shen Yi I saw last time in Thousand Monster Cave?

Tong Xinchuan clenched her hands, it turned out that the other party was not a formation master... In front of this terrifying Taoist palace, the formation method last time might have been just a trick that Shen Yi learned casually.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a roar.

Baima stared blankly at Shen Yi's palm. In his palm, the black stream of light gradually turned into a strange-looking ghost-tail gun.

"You...you have killed that lion?"

It asked subconsciously, but did not receive any reply. Bai Hong Demon Emperor suddenly noticed something familiar in the calm eyes of the black-robed young man.

When beheading the Thousand-Legged Demon King, the lion's golden eyes were also as calm as ever.

The two faces slowly overlapped in Hakuba's mind.

Finally, it turned into a shrill roar: "It's you! It's you! It's all you!"

Listening to the noise in my ears.

Shen Yi's expression remained as usual, and the Youwei Spear in his palm soared straight up.

As the figure on the futon raised his hand.

The nine-headed immortal demons all opened their mouths and spurted out a long river of plasma, all gathering together with the Youwei spears.

The first form of Taoism.

All demons worship.

The You Tail Spear slowly lowered its edge and aimed at Bai Hong Demon King.

A rich voice suddenly sounded in the ears of this ferocious white horse.

"Why don't you worship me when you see me?"

It was as if the pressure from his bloodline forced him to kneel down.

It looked around in fear, only to find that it seemed that only it could hear the sound.

"Pretend to be a ghost and die for me!"

Under that extreme fear, Bai Hong suddenly ran towards the figure in the sky.

It studied for many years before finding a way to use this treasure pill left behind by the Nanyang Sect with its demon body.

It was originally reserved for Nie Jun. Even if the opponent can execute the sixth sword, he will inevitably die.

With the help of this precious elixir, he didn't believe what big waves this lion could make.

In an instant.

The ghost tail gun filled with the power of the blood sea monster burst out!

Along with it, the entire sky was collapsing downwards, making it so thick that it was impossible to breathe.

The tip of the spear pierced the red pill on the white horse's forehead.

Bai Hong's powerful demonic power and the blood energy transformed by Shou Yuan all burst out!

However, in front of the mighty river of blood and the slowly falling gloomy red curtain in the sky, it seemed as if a stream was flowing into the ocean, and rocks were as tall as mountains.

All the spiritual energy in the five internal organs within 3,300 miles was drained.

Click——

Fine cracks suddenly appeared on the red pill, and the tip of the spear sank into Bai Hong's head inch by inch.

The demonic body that had charged so arrogantly was firmly pressed back to the ground.

The front knees of the white horse were shattered, and the two legs bent uncontrollably. The whole body was kneeling on the ground, penetrated from head to tail by the ghost tail gun, and nailed to the ground.

It lowered its head, and the mist in its black eyes dispersed with the wind, leaving only deep eye sockets.

Shen Yi stretched out his palm, and the ghost tail gun turned into a stream of light, and returned with the white horse corpse, and dropped it into the storage bag together.

"..."

Mrs. Qinghua glanced at the monks lightly.

The moment the master turned into a purple and white rainbow and left, he also turned into a dark golden stream of light and followed.

He was muttering about some strategy or formation there.

I'm just telling you not to move. It's not that complicated. These monks are really weird.