In the ridicule of the nine demon kings, Vaughn, the king of the minotaurs, Qi, the king of the evil spirit mages, and the great hunter, the king of ghasts, led the demons of all races to retreat to the end, and a single "love" phantom beast made them lose any value.

Jun Shimei said, "Go back."

Qi who couldn't stand up for it hurriedly said to Junshi Mei, "Wang, we are still useful!"

"I don't like to have a weakness, and I don't like to leave it with me, so let's go back to Alcatraz." Jun Shi Mei said calmly.

The three demon kings had no choice but to fly away from this place with the various clans, there was no hole in space, and it would take a long time to fly back, but fortunately, the evil spirits knew the way best and would not get lost.

What followed was an offensive and defensive battle that lasted nearly five hours, and the casualties on both sides reached thirty per breath at the height of the intensity, and the total number of casualties in each reached seventy or eighty thousand. Not every demon is good at fighting, but there are still many types of demons that are good at fighting, but there are only two kinds of phantom beasts that can be relied on the most, in fact, Mu Ziyun and others still don't fully understand the abilities of phantom beasts, so they can't use them. The demons couldn't attack for a long time, so they simply stopped in front of the coast.

The tycoon opened a golden bullet and peeled off a black bullet with demonic energy, pressed it into the double-barreled cannon, and blasted it out towards the immortal realm with one hand.

The cannonball almost roared and shot to the edge of the immortal realm at the same time, and a stream of water and mist cut it in half in time, a "confused" beast looked at the tycoon with contempt, but after the cannonball that was cut in half fell to the ground, it rolled and immediately turned into an iron box "crab", the two "crabs" walked three steps sideways, and immediately shuddered, and split into four again, three steps and one minute, the number of ten breaths is more than a hundred, and its movement speed is extremely fast, in a short time, it has a huge number and occupation range, And it was not discovered by the phantom beasts who were concentrating on resisting foreign enemies.

The tycoon flipped the barrel of the cannon with one hand, leaned on his right shoulder, calculated the time with his left hand, and muttered: "Grandma's, it's almost, it's really energy-hungry..." He waited for a while, feeling that it was almost there, and with a crisp snap of his left hand, nearly 10,000 iron box "crabs" exploded together. Although the strength of the explosion is small, it still blows up a lot of phantom beasts out of the coast, once out of the line, it is directly slaughtered by the waiting demons, just like this, thousands of phantom beasts are killed, and the role of this iron box "crab" is not to blow up people, after its explosion, a large amount of thick fire smoke rushed up, and the kung fu of one breath jumped up several feet high, except for those who could fly, most of the phantom beasts were trapped in the dark, and they couldn't even open their eyes.

At this moment, a strange light suddenly appeared on the tycoon's body, and after he whispered a few spells, he quickly shouted, "Soul Chopping Array—open!" White light flashed in the smoke of the fire, and countless magic circles were superimposed layer by layer, suppressing nearly 100,000 phantom beasts. The demons saw the gap and rushed towards it.

In a hurry, the fire beads flew in front of Mu Ziyun's eyes, the two points formed a line, and at the junction among the distant demons, an essence fire talisman was formed, "Fire Secret - Explosive Burial - Infinite!" A fire talisman exploded, rolling up three waves of fire in the range, and one into two, two into four.... This was faster than the iron box crab splitting, and with the extremely rapid consumption of energy, Mu Ziyun created a fan-shaped explosion field in front of the gap suppressed by the magic circle. Then, he immediately rolled up a strong wind, but it could not blow away the smoke beneath him, and it seemed that the smoke was born with the circle, and it had to be broken first.

"Void Technique—Reversal of the Exercise Realm!" The sea of fire that exploded in the sky was swept up to the top in a very strange way, like a mass of yellow cloth that was rubbed to an unseemly shape, and it was hung out by a few threads, and the "operator" was Songyang Longluo.

Mu Ziyun and Bell were very surprised, they didn't expect that in a short period of time, Songyang Longluo could already use You Sheng's Exercise Realm Technique to such an extent, I am afraid that he had completely turned this technique into his own.

The tycoon laughed, then gathered the barrels of his cannons and shouted, "Scream!" A large number of death-like cries spewed at the barrel at the same time, and the double-barreled cannons all took it in, and after a long time it stopped, the barrel seemed to become extremely heavy, and the tycoon was struggling to hold it with both hands, and he pointed the muzzle of the cannon at the gap.

Just as Mu Ziyun flew over, a "difficult" beast jumped in with the help of its companions and stepped on the thick smoke, and in the thick smoke, a pair of thick arms emerged, firmly supporting the "difficult" beast.

"Heh," said the tycoon, "big guy, long

It's so cute, take it!" Rumble.... It was an instantaneous hurricane, and within it were countless shadows of death, scythe-wielding, invisible and invisible, capable of locking the soul of an area in the shortest possible time.

This "difficult" beast looks like a flimpy bear, still white hair, and the countless shadows of death without exception, all were absorbed into its body, which lasted for dozens of breaths, when the noise stopped, in front of everyone's eyes, the "difficult" beast became a "demon", absorbing the terrifying demon disaster, its face became very gloomy and arrogant, the white hair on its body turned into black sharp needles, and seven bamboo-like arms grew on its body, each holding a sickle, but if you look closely, you will find, The scythe is not in the hand, but in the hand.

The beast paused for a moment, then let out a demonic roar forward.

Hearing this, the tycoon felt infiltrated, and couldn't help frowning, "What is it? How did you become so disgusting?"

Although the "difficult" beast has evolved, it still seems that it still does not dare to jump off the coast, Mu Ziyun saw this inspiration, and summoned a "love" beast and a "spirit" beast, the "love" beast deprived the "difficult" beast of all its emotions, and the "spirit" beast repossessed the spirit for the "difficult" beast, under the control of the "spirit" beast, the "difficult" beast that evolved into a demon rushed out of the shore and slaughtered all sides within the demon, but only four breaths later, Mu Ziyun shouted: "Pull it back!"

The "Spirit" beast immediately struck, but after a while, the fox looked out suspiciously, only to see that the "difficult" beast had changed back to the appearance of a big white bear, and Jun Shimei was sitting on top of his head, and the "difficult" beast was very clear about the horror of the human on the top of his head, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

One of Jun Shimei's arms supported his chin, covering his mouth, looking at the gap that was gradually blocked by the flying phantom beast, as if he was thinking deeply, and hundreds of thousands of demons plus millions of skeleton soldiers were quietly waiting by his side, the bell and Mu Ziyun dissolved the magic circle little by little, and it was only a matter of time before he succeeded, and Mu Ziyun also looked at the demons outside, pondering, and millions of phantom beasts also waited quietly, this seems to be a simple game between the two, the outside can't attack, the inside can't break through, and the victory or defeat of the two people's strategy, It is also the life and death of today's phantom beasts and demons.

The tycoon turned around and gave Jun Shi Mei a look, and Jun Shi Mei understood and nodded. The tycoon came to his senses, snapped his fingers, and all the circles disappeared, and the smoke cleared. The phantom beasts immediately filled the gap, but Mu Ziyun did not dare to slack off, he understood that there must be a conspiracy hidden under the smoke, and before he could see it clearly, Jun Shimei stopped, it must be that the conspiracy had succeeded, he called the phantom and whispered in the phantom's ear, the phantom nodded, and flew back.

No one moved, and Mu Ziyun and Jun Shimei got closer and closer, almost face to face, one sitting on the shore, the other sitting in front of the coast, the two looked at each other, and looked around at the power behind each other, and at the same time planned, how to kill each other.