Legend of the Great Sage

m, he could not respond in time at all, let alone dodge the punch.
Under the pressure of “Taowu’s” terrifying spirit, even his thoughts became sluggish.

It was absolute strength, absolute speed, and absolute spirit.
With the three combined, even an ordinary strike could kill Human Sovereigns, needing no other fancy tricks.

Li Qingshan could only gather the surging army qi and obstruct the punch slightly while unleashing the Ox Demon Forges its Hide.
His skin darkened.

In the next moment, agony shot through his body as his bones ruptured.
He felt like he had been struck by a mountain.

With a bang, Li Qingshan flew out from the Xuanwu Army God’s back, soaring towards Black Cloud city.

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Boom! Boom! Boom! He smashed through three consecutive towers and landed on a drilling ground.
The entire drilling ground collapsed, turning into a great pit and directly leading to the caverns below.
Li Qingshan disappeared down there, his fate unknown.

The towers collapsed with a great rumble.

“Qingshan!” Ruan Yaozhu cried out, but she could not bring herself back to check.
No matter how “simpled-minded” she was, she could still tell that there would be an “avalanche” if she retreated now.

After having its head crushed, the colossal Xuanwa Army God had its chest pierced as well, ejecting Li Qingshan from inside.
The army qi dissipated rapidly, no longer possessing any ability to battle.
The direct disciples were forced to face the terrifying “Taowu” alone.

Dai Mengfan gritted her teeth painfully.
They were probably going to lose this battle.
She wondered how many direct disciples would be able to escape, but the army of a million would probably all perish here.

“This is your fate for opposing a Demon God!”

Tu Wancheng laughed madly.
“Taowu” opened his huge mouth and let out a firm laugh.
He was extremely confident in the power behind that punch.
It was probably even enough to kill his Yang Soul, without any possibility of escaping.

As for the remaining “Xuanwu army”, just a stomp of his could crush a few thousand to death and shake several tens of thousands to death.

However, these ants held no value in being killed.
They only found the courage to advance after being encouraged and deceived.
Now that their commander had died in battle, they would collapse very soon.
He could leave them to be butchered by regular demonfolk.

As a result, “Taowu” cast his gaze towards the direct disciples again, like he was looking at a herd of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Li Liehuo watched as the Xuanwu Army God was defeated.
He shivered inside.
However, he was still a fair distance away from the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous right now.
By the time he had made it to the formation, probably all the direct disciples would have been slain already.

As a result, he could no longer care too much.
The Scorching Fire Army God suddenly tightened its reins on its battle horse.
The crimson horse and flames rose into the air, lifting up its front hooves.
It tightened its grip around its spear and pulled it backwards, pouring all of its strength inside.
The flames around it receded.
Only the spear in its hand shone brilliantly and blindingly, making the surroundings dim.

It threw the spear towards the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous as hard as possible.
A streak of scarlet light pierced the air.

His target was Ying Zhe!

Out of the eleven Demon Sovereigns, four of them could serve as targets.
It made no difference which one he chose.
This was the absolute difference in strength.
Even if all the Demon Sovereigns of the Demon domain gathered here, none of them could block that spear.
However, he noticed the dispute between Ying Zhe and Tu Wancheng.
Demonfolk were extremely hateful and vengeful, so perhaps there was a chance for him to land the attack.

As long as he killed even one Demon Sovereign, the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous would fall, and “Taowu” would cease to exist.
The demonfolk would lose their target of worship, and they would not be able to gather army qi anymore.

The eleven remaining Demon Sovereigns would be completely at the whim of the Scorching Fire Army God by then!

Ying Zhe narrowed his eyes as the scarlet light blinded him.
All of the power behind the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous was used to support “Taowu’s” materialisation, so they were defenceless right now.

And if it was just him, even if he had noticed the movements of the Scorching Fire Army God a long time ago, it was all the same.
He could not escape.
All he could do was watch as death arrived.

The terrors of war were the same to both sides.