Chapter 611： Demon's End

"I'll come too, the demon **** rests rampant."

At the entrance of the underground square, a burly old man shouted angrily, then flew forward and besieged the devil with Zhao Jinlun.

This is the master of Zhanzong peak.

More and more masters are pouring into this area.

Zhao Jinlun had a rare opportunity to flash aside, seizing this opportunity to breathe heavily.

The Demon God did not let him go, and the three-pointed harpoon pierced his chest.

Jinlun flew in, blocking Zhao Jinlun's body, and then pressed forward by the three-pointed harpoon.

Zhao Jinlun held his right hand on the steamer, clenching his teeth and bracing it.

"boom!"

The power burst, Zhao Jinlun was blown up and fell to the ground, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Demon God still didn't let him go, his strength was the strongest, and he could be invincible by killing him.

"Block him!"

Many masters shouted, Zhao Jinlun was the core force at this moment, and he absolutely couldn't die.

Numerous Zhan Sects played a burst of divine light, dozens of attacks fell on the devil's body, slowing the devil's offensive.

Zhao Jinlun took the opportunity to fly from the ground, grabbed the void with his right hand, and a flash of red light flew from the high platform and fell into his body.

This is the power of fire, allowing his exhausted power to recover slightly.

Standing on the high platform, Lie Zheng shouted angrily: "Where is Zhan Zun?

Why haven't Zhan Zun masters come over yet, are they all dead? "

If there were a few more masters of war, the demon **** would have been torn into pieces.

One of his martial artists shouted: "My son, the master warrior has already penetrated into the magma sea. I am afraid it will be difficult to get over in a short time."

"hateful!"

Lie Zheng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying how eager he was to kill the Demon God and get the Demon God's remnant soul that can change his talent.

He prides himself on being a super genius. If he takes the Demon God's Remnant Soul, then his talent may grow to be the number one in the contemporary era.

Then, the beauty he fancyed, wouldn't he take the initiative to throw in his arms?

In the eyes of the demon god, a trace of warning flashed suddenly.

At this moment, after he has gone through the battle, his injuries have increased.

He saw the continuous entry of the human race, if it was delayed for a long time, in case a master came... after all, he was just a remnant soul.

If he can kill Zhao Jinlun and absorb Zhao Jinlun's blood, his strength can be restored a lot, and then these people can be slaughtered faster.

But if it can't be killed in a short time... the entrance of the square, there will be a few more masters of the battle sect level, and dozens of battle emperors.

"kill!"

Newly joined masters join the battle.

The Demon God was obviously more panicked, a steady stream of power emerged, and frantically attacked Zhao Jinlun.

The little fat man whispered in Yue Chen's ear: "This guy will not be jumping for long, I am afraid he will run."

"Why see?"

Yue Chen asked.

The little fat man whispered: "Don't even think about it. He is just a ray of remnant soul. Every time he takes a shot, he consumes his soul power. The longer he fights, the weaker he becomes.

He is almost at the end of the fight now.

If he can kill Zhao Jinlun and absorb the blood of Zhao Jinlun, it would be okay, his strength will skyrocket, if not..." "Can Zhao Jinlun die? "

Yue Chen was a little disappointed, but he hoped that Zhao Jinlun and the Demon God would die together.

"No!"

The little fat man said, "Yue Chen, I'll go to the exit and make a formation to prevent this guy from escaping."

Yue Chen nodded. The little fat man had already prepared the materials for the formation, ran to the entrance of the square, sat cross-legged on the ground, and threw various materials around.

These materials disappeared out of thin air, merged into the surrounding environment, and then there was no trace of the material.

Zhao Jinlun was already extremely injured and roared on the side.

Yue Chen's eyes were uncertain, thinking about when to take action to save Zhao Jinlun.

Zhao Jinlun got up, his eyes were uncertain, and then as if he had made up his mind, he pulled out a red pill from his storage ring.

As soon as the pill was taken out, it burst into bright red light, and Indi Zhao Jinlun's face was flushed.

Bursts of medicinal fragrance radiated, filling the entire underground square.

Obviously, this is a very advanced medicine.

Zhao Jinlun gritted his teeth, as if very distressed, and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

The next moment, Zhao Jinlun's aura was soaring... the exhausted aura climbed frantically.

"Unexpectedly, it was restored to half of the cultivation base.

It is really a **** pill, no wonder Zhao Jinlun is not willing to use it. "

Yue Chen whispered.

At the battle-sovereign level, how vast is the power in the body.

One pill can recover half of its mana, which is enough to show the value of this pill.

The wound on Zhao Jinlun's body still exists, but his combat effectiveness has skyrocketed.

The flame exploded on the steamer, blasting frantically at the demon god.

"Hahaha, choppy from the Devildom."

Zhao Jinlun laughed and said, "See how much soul power you have to use."

As the opponent of the Demon God, Zhao Jinlun is most sensitive to the power of the Demon God.

A look of jealousy appeared on the face of the demon god.

The next moment, the Demon God roared, then suddenly turned around, swept the three-pointed harpoon in his hand, and swept the two Zongzong away.

Immediately, the Demon God slashed a black streamer and suddenly shot towards the distant exit.

During the flight, the Demon God shouted angrily: "When I recover from my injury, all of you here will die.

I will find you one by one. "

"Boom!"

At the entrance, a silver interwoven light net suddenly appeared, and the demon **** hit the light net.

The whole body was knocked back suddenly.

The demon **** fell to the ground, and his soul dimmed a lot in an instant.

Fatty's formation worked, and it hurt him once.

"Who shames this seat."

The devil yelled.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Zhao Jinlun fell at the exit, never letting the devil escape again, the flame golden wheel in his hand was spinning frantically...At the entrance, another master entered.

The little fat man returned to Yue Chen's side, with a distressed expression on his face: "It's a big loss, this time it's really a big loss, Yue Chen, the Wannian Soul Calming Stone that I finally collected.

It was wasted like this. "

Yue Chen's tight face slowly stretched, and the tiny golden and black lightning flashing on the palm of his hand slowly returned to his palm and said to the little fat man: "You have done a great job."

"Bah, I don't need it."

The little fat man said, "I didn't expect that he would be so great. In order to eliminate a demon god, he wasted a ten thousand year soul stone, alas."

Looking at the distressed look of Little Fatty, Yue Chen asked curiously: "Is the soul calming stone expensive?"

"Of course it's expensive."

The little fat man widened his eyes and said, "This is the most expensive thing in my hand, and his value is no less than a 7th-level magic weapon.

The Soul Calming Stone was originally difficult to find, but it was almost even harder to find the Ten Thousand Years. "

Only level 7 magic weapon?

"If the devil dies, I will pay you a level 7 magic weapon."

Yue Chen said lightly.

"Hehehe, Yue Chen, you are generous."

The little fat man smiled.

Yue Chen looked ahead and slowly said, "The battle is about to end."