The army was furious, and the blood was wasted.

The broken army of the Flying Tribulation Realm is really like a peerless killing god. The black big sword is facing the wind, and the broken army stands in the void, like a black eagle flying in the sky. A plan of punches, brilliant and glorious, can break through all obstacles, and no one can stop it.

Boom -

The fists scattered, and the black fog filled the sky.

Seven demon servants flew out upside down at the same time, and the demon servant who was hit by the broken army fist wind was like a kite with a broken string, flying out of a hundred feet.

is too wild to break the army, worthy of being a general to kill the gods. Zaijian, the demon servant who flew out, the power of blessing on his body was actually scattered by a punch from the broken army.

The black robe flew away like a butterfly, and the flesh directly turned into a blood mist. It's a pity that the demon servant who may have come from the Qingyuan Miao family fell in an instant.

The seven demons are connected, as one. Now that one person has fallen, the Seven Demon Servant Array has been torn open immediately.

Although the blessings on the other six people are still there, but without one person, the power of the blessings will dim in an instant. Now I can't play it, just like that.

"Sea Desolation Demon Servant, that's it!" Breaker sneered. At this time, the green glow in his eyes was even better, and it was gradually turning red.

The broken army will not give the demon servants too many chances, and all the battles of the Raiding Realm Cultivators are in an instant. And at this time, the situation in the back mountain of the netherworld, the broken army can no longer be fully grasped.

Because, only Pojun understands that the dark fog that seems to be shrouded in black fog and safe and sound in the Netherworld Mountain is by no means as calm as it appears to be.

Quick battle is the most haode choice for breaking the army. One more moment, one more risk.

Zaijian, the great drum of the broken army is flying, and the endless flying power of the sky is like a form, scattering the void. surging like a wave, the murderous aura around the broken army rose again.

Flying Tribulation vs. Water Tribulation. The gap between the four levels, unless there is a treasure like the Demon Coffin, it is absolutely difficult to fill the gap of the level.

Although the momentum of the broken army is strong, it cannot completely deter the demon servant. Although the remaining six demon servants were shocked out, fortunately they were not seriously injured.

At this time, the six demon servants stood proudly in the distance, still guarding their positions.

"Kill!" the flying power dispersed, and the fist of the broken army was like a tiger like a dragon, and the long roar was in the void.

In fact. If it weren't for the strange liliang blessings on the six demon servants, just the coercion of the broken army would have imprisoned the six water tribulation demon servants. But at this time, because of that strange blessing, they were not affected in the slightest.

"Hmph!" However, Pojun sneered.

For even these servants are not afraid of coercion. But it's hard to resist your own boxing style. The power of robbery, don't use magic first. And only use the fist style to kill the enemy. The broken army is definitely the only one on the sea wilderness.

One punch out, ten thousand ways to break.

At the moment of breaking the army, only one punch was thrown, but six fist winds attacked the six demon servants respectively. At this time, the Seven Demon Array was missing one person. It is equivalent to that the formation has been broken, although there are six enemies and one, but no one dares to shake the fist style of the broken army.

Six demon servants, each casting spells. There is no offensive power at all, only self-protection.

Boom-boom-boom

The six people used all their means, and the glory was dispersed.

"Wow-"

The six water tribulation powers, all spurting blood from their mouths, crumbling, barely blocked the fist wind of the broken army. At this time, don't think about it, just break the army and punch again. I'm afraid that these six demon servants will all fall.

"Demon Slayer?"

There was suddenly an inexplicable excitement in Pojun's heart. You must know that whoever dares to touch the demon servant above the sea wilderness is probably one of the most mysterious and powerful existences above the sea wilderness.

Mo Lang walked in the sea wilderness back then, and how many calamities he made, probably only Mo Lang himself or the green devil know.

From another point of view, it is indeed a very glorious thing.

The corners of the broken army's mouth bent upward, and the fist wind suddenly rose, like a hurricane circling, destroying everything! In fact, there are only five types of punches in total, but one style is more powerful than the other, and one style is more powerful than the other.

One punch to break the army can shatter the rivers and mountains of Dayue and destroy the starry sky.

At this time, it was regarded as the third punch, and the third punch of the broken army had killed a fire tribulation of the Purple Shadow Emissary. Now, the fist wind is rising again, and the broken army can't help but think of the high spirits of the four regions when the Taihuang sword pointed at the four domains.

Six demon servants, blood churning. The aftermath of the punch has not yet been dissipated, but the third punch of the broken army has come. It's still a fist, six fist winds, but green light rolls up in the tornado. In the void, six whirlwinds rolled up at the same time, carrying the bloody aura unique to the Immortal Ghost Sect's ghost palace.

If the punch of the broken army is implemented, it is estimated that none of the six demon servants will be spared, and all of them will turn into blood mist.

The Great Perfection of the Flying Tribulation Realm, unless it is a true immortal, no one can shake the fist of the broken army.

However, at this moment, an extremely powerful Liliang appeared in the void, instantly enveloping everything and imprisoning everything. That force, like the scorching sun after ice and snow, melts everything in an instant and changes everything in an instant.

Whew-woo-woo

The six fist winds roared in, but at the moment when they approached the six demon cultivators, at the moment when they were the most powerful, they suddenly paused, and then instantly turned into tangible green smoke and rose up.

The smoke is gone, and the fist wind is gone.

"Huh?" Pojun couldn't help but frown. Who is it? There is such a big liliang.

Zaijian, I don't know when, a young monk wearing a water cloud robe, appeared safely in front of the six demon servants. Everything just now is as if it didn't happen.

When Po Jun saw it at this time, he couldn't help but secretly gasp. From the time he returned to the ghost palace again, the divine consciousness of the broken army had been dispersed, perceiving everything in the entire ghost city, but he did not feel the arrival of this young monk at all.

Seeing the Flying Divine Consciousness as nothing, then at least it is at the level of a true immortal, and it is by no means an ordinary true immortal.

The young monk, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes clear, looked at the broken army, but there was no sadness or joy.

Forever the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the green devil is forever.

Blue Devil!

At this time, Pojun had already guessed the identity of the young monk in front of him. On the sea waste, who else can have that kind of liliang? Who else can have that kind of bearing?

The cloud is light and the wind is light, and when he doesn't sway lightly, he breaks his third fist style.

The Heavenly Maiden Demon Lang has disappeared for many years. Po Jun believes that in the entire Sea Desolate Continent, only the Blue Devil can have such a liliang.

The first demon of the sea wilderness, the blue devil!

"I have admired the name of the Blue Devil for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really wonderful and extraordinary!" Po Jun sneered, but this compliment was indeed sincere. This was the first time he had seen the Blue Devil. For a long time, for the Sea Desolate Blue Devil, the broken army has only heard of his name, but has not seen his person.

"The Broken Army is too wild, and it is also worthy of its reputation!" the Blue Devil looked at the broken army and smiled faintly, "But, do you know that the one who kills my demon servant will die under the devil?"

"Haha!" "Breaking the army and looking up to the sky, "The one who kills my demon servant will die under the devil?"

"Blue Devil, within the Three Realms, the only demon body is the young master of my family. The demon of the devil, just a fake demon. Why do you deceive yourselves and use demons to deceive yourselves, and what about killing your servants?"

"True demon, false demon, who can tell?" The blue devil was not angry at all, looked at the broken army, and then said lightly, "But, you must not survive tonight!"

The Blue Devil's tone had always been indifferent, but the Broken Army Star Monarch could feel the cold killing intent in his words.

"Not necessarily!" Po Jun looked at the blue devil coldly, and the red light in his eyes gradually dispersed.

"Not necessarily?" the Blue Devil suddenly felt that Po Jun was very ridiculous, "Po Jun, you are still hiding your cultivation." But, let me tell you, the Great Perfection of the True Immortal One Heavy Realm is vulnerable in front of me! Don't say that my realm is much higher than you, in a realm like yours, I can be killed when I am in the wind calamity, so you don't have to fantasize. ”

The Blue Devil's tone was calm, and the Blue Devil never spoke wildly. Although his words are always considered arrogant. However, almost nothing that the Blue Devil said was in vain.

"Huh?" Hearing the words of the Blue Devil and break his true cultivation realm, Po Jun couldn't help but be shocked.

The Great Consummation of the True Immortal is indeed the true realm of breaking the army. After 10,000 years of cultivation, he finally stepped into the realm of true immortals, and broke the army to be extremely conceited about his combat power.

Otherwise, the Emperor of the Desolation would never sacrifice himself. The battle of Blackwater will not be the remnant of the Broken Army.

"Not long ago, in the Dongling and Western Regions, a hunchbacked white-haired old man who was carrying a Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot was cut off by me. He, you should know him, right?" said the Blue Devil in an extremely ordinary way.

"Huh?" Po Jun frowned, "The Emperor's clone, you cut off the Emperor's clone?"

"Yes, it's just two true immortals, don't be surprised, today, I will also kill you! All the people who are too desolate will disappear in the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture. Above the sea wilderness, there is no such desolation, and there are still people who connived at you back then! Otherwise, there is no need to be so troublesome!"

The voice of the Blue Devil was ethereal and distant, and at the same time, his Water Cloud Dao robe danced gently, and a faint white qi rose up.

At this moment, the Blue Devil suddenly glanced at the Netherworld Mountain.

Because, the fog of Shura seems to be slightly shocked. (To be continued......)