Over time.

The hellfire spewed out by the Eighteen Blood Dragons began to gradually extinguish.

The breath of the Eighteen Blood Dragons also weakened as the Hellfire gradually extinguished.

After all, these eighteen blood dragons were formed by the high-imitation hellfire spewed out by the eighteen golden Buddhas.

It was only then that Qin Fan used the Demon Yuan to transform the demonization.

In the final analysis, these eighteen blood dragons all have the imprints of the vast majority of the eighteen golden Buddhas.

To put it simply.

At this point, the eighteen blood dragons are closely related to the eighteen golden Buddhas, as well as the hellfire they spew!

Qin Fan's original purpose was to let them kill each other and die together!

Therefore, as the life of the Eighteen Golden Buddhas weakened, the Hellfire and the Eighteen Blood Dragons were naturally affected equally!

"Woohoo!"

Suddenly.

The eighteen blood dragons let out a dying whimper.

This is where the fire of hell dissipates.

At the same time, immediately after the disappearance of the hellfire, the eighteen blood dragons also drooped their heads, and their forms gradually blurred, gradually evaporating transparently.

Then.

The Eighteen Golden Buddhas also lost all consciousness.

Under the devastation of the five breaths.

The immortal golden body of copper skin and iron bones has lost all its luster.

Rapid drying, decay, and contraction followed.

"Come back!"

In the eighteen golden Buddhas, they have already formed a particle-like form of sand shuo.

Qin Fan suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, the eighteen clones let go of their hands and turned into black gas, and instantly jumped back.

It entered through Qin Fan's Heavenly Spirit cover and returned to his body.

And the Eighteen Golden Buddhas.

The form that had broken into gravel was completely dispersed after the eighteen clones disappeared.

Plumes of dust fell into the air.

Between heaven and earth.

And so it is back to peace!

No existence would have thought that the eighteen golden Buddhas under the command of Rulai had completed the extinction in this way.

The immortal and immortal golden body has been rumored for tens of thousands of years, deterring the four realms of immortals, demons and demons for tens of thousands of years.

But when he came, he turned into dust and sprinkled it in the soil of the demon temple.

Does this sound like a joke?

No-!

Including the thousands of immortals and demons below, they don't feel it.

After all, the Eighteen Golden Buddhas are not blown out, although it is an exaggeration to be immortal and immortal, it cannot be denied that even the hellfire is difficult to extinguish, and in the end, it still takes the five-breath clone of the Demon Emperor to end, how can this not reflect the majesty of the Eighteen Golden Buddhas?

In the final analysis, it can only be said that they unfortunately met Li Jing's request for help!

It can only be said that they sadly became Li Jing's funeral!

The Demon Temple fell silent here, but in the Temple of Bliss in the Western Elysium, Rulai, who had not moved a minute or inch for thousands of years, shook his body while sitting cross-legged.

Obviously, he had sensed the fall of the Eighteen Golden Buddhas.

But he knew that he knew, but he did not open his eyes to this.

Only on his face, endless sadness is revealed.

In the closed eyes of the Buddha, a string of golden tears slowly flowed.

Now, he had vaguely felt that he had touched the threshold of the divine realm, so he couldn't afford to be distracted to find out what was going on.

Tens of thousands of years of enlightenment, he didn't want to give up his previous achievements.

Fortunately, Qin Fan didn't know about this situation, otherwise he would have to sneer at the so-called universal compassion for all sentient beings!

Inside the Demon Temple.

Thousands of immortals and demons stared intently at the face in the sky after the battle was completely over.

Every immortal demon's breath was constantly accelerating rapidly.

Eyes, faces.

It was as if he was shrouded in the light of faith.

His eyes were full of the brilliance of those who looked up to the Lord God!

"Poof!"

In silence, the deputy marshal was the first to kneel.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In a trance.

Thousands of immortals and demons all knelt down one after another.

"My emperor is mighty, thousands of years, and he will unify the Five Realms!"

"My emperor is mighty, thousands of years, and he will unify the Five Realms!"

"My emperor is mighty, thousands of years, and he will unify the Five Realms!"

The sound of the mountains and the tsunami shook one after another.

Looking at all the ruins in the Demon Temple, they were all swept around by these sounds.

Under the release of these unreserved momentum, the entire Demon Palace was as chaotic as a flood!

Unify the Five Realms?

When Qin Fan heard this, he couldn't help but smile proudly.

The Five Realms, he has long been out of the Five Realms!

But these are clearly not necessary.

Looking down at the pious light of faith below, he said in a majestic voice, "Flat!"

"Yes, my emperor!"

With the re-establishment of thousands of immortals and demons.

Qin Fan suddenly flicked his fingers into the air.

Call-!

The call was raised.

I saw a faint layer of golden light faintly fleeting.

The five-breath array was lifted.

However, at the moment when the great array was dissolved.

What caught Qin Fan's eyes was a scene that made him extremely moved.

Outside the Demon Temple.

Thousands of warlocks knelt together.

None of the warlocks spoke, and they all stared at the top of the temple.

These magicians, all of them, came to smell the previous dragon's groan.

Although it was through the indestructible five-breath array, there was no picture inside at all.

But they also realized that there was not peace in the Demon Temple!

As for the relationship between Li Duge and his Demon Palace, which is willing to be a Heavenly Court Eagle Dog, what else can make them unpeaceful?

Thinking back to what they had seen earlier, they finally let impulse triumph over reason under logical analysis!

They believe that instead of falling and annihilating, their savior has returned to clear the portal!

So they faithfully chose such a silent way of kneeling.

Just to be able to look up to their faith for the first time!

No warlock knew if it was what they thought it would be, but they chose to do it anyway!

Perhaps, this is their soul and faith in the dark!

When the five-breath array is lifted.

When the Demon Temple reappeared.

Looking up at the Chaos Demon Dog in the sky.

Look up at the man on the back of the Chaos Dog.

Moment.

Two moments.

Three quarters.

Qin Fan didn't speak.

The magicians, who were on their knees looking up, did not speak.

Three moments.

"Wow!"

An earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods roared.

Followed by the first cry.

What follows is a thousand miles in a day.

No words came out.

But these thousands of warlords chose to cry indulgently as an inner catharsis at this moment!

This time, they won't be wrong, they won't feel wrong.

That's the Chaos Dog!

That's the Demon Emperor's breath!

That's the Demon Emperor's momentum!

Can't be wrong, can't be wrong!

Their emperor, their faith, is back, really back!

I heard the cries of thousands of people outside.

The tens of thousands of immortals and demons in the demon hall also rose into the air together.

When I saw the picture of thousands of magicians kneeling outside the demon temple and crying bitterly.

Those demonized former immortals were a little stunned, and they didn't know why.

But the demons led by the deputy marshal Hua Linglong and the three thousand iron horsemen were all moistened.

They gritted their teeth and endured the emotion that seemed to be about to be discharged.

It's just that they can hold back their emotions, but they can't help their body language.

Tremble, tremble.

They all trembled uncontrollably in their clenched teeth.

"These 90,000 years have made you suffer!"

High in the air.

Qin Fan blinked his eyes, as if he was fascinated by the wind and sand.

Trembling at the hand that rested on the back of the Chaos Dog.

Looking at the thousands of howling and crying figures below, he forcibly and calmly said word by word.

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