"Where did this ghostly aura come from!"

As soon as the battle ended, Chu Alai and Chu Amo helped the old demon king, who had lost an arm and had a crippled leg, to his feet. As soon as they looked up, they saw a ghostly aura that blotted out the sky.

After his demonic energy was devoured and divided, Lin Kong was already covered in blood and his death aura was even stronger, but the ghostly aura of the Mahayana stage before him was terrifying.

He stumbled and staggered toward the children, determined to save them no matter what.

Whether it was because his grandson was among them, or because they were disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect.

The demon realm must not be thrown into chaos.

However, their steps gradually came to a halt under the increasingly heavy pressure.

Lin Kong gasped, "This ghost cultivator's strength is actually above mine."

There are very few people at the Mahayana stage, and the higher one's cultivation level, the more difficult it is to break through. He and that female demon king were both at the early Mahayana stage.

Only another mid-stage Mahayana demon king, who is currently retreating cautiously, can fight against him.

The female demon sensed something was wrong the moment the ghostly aura spread and tried to escape.

His body shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, while a faint wisp of black and red demonic energy tried to escape quietly along the ground.

Unfortunately, Song Tingwan glanced at it and smiled. In the blink of an eye, the ghostly aura slowly caught up and enveloped the demonic mass.

The ghostly energy transformed into a blurry human figure, standing silently beside Song Tingwan.

At the same time, the ghostly aura surrounding the other party continued to tighten, and the screams were ear-piercing. After the ghostly figure slightly turned its head, the sound could no longer be heard.

It's so noisy.

"This demonic entity is filled with a dense aura of bloodlust. It cannot be directly devoured, nor can it be killed. Master, please give me some time."

The only option is to crush and grind it, but the demon is stubborn, and it will take some time to forcibly crush it into powder.

Zero offered a somewhat dismissive, understated explanation.

"As long as the ending is the same." Song Tingwan didn't care whether it died sooner or later, as long as it died.

After the master and servant finished speaking, the scene fell silent. The three of them, including Lin Kong, stared at Song Tingwan, who stood there in a daze. The other demon king looked at them with even more apprehension and did not take any action for a moment.

The others were even more shocked.

"Sister...?"

"Wan'er...you, you're so strong!"

The expressions on everyone's faces were varied.

Unable to hold back any longer, Song Tingqi blurted out with a complicated expression, "Yunyin doesn't allow raising ghosts."

Only Baili Xijiang clapped his hands and ran over, looking at her with admiration, "Master, you're so cool! This ghost cultivator... uh, senior, how did you subdue him!"

He instantly killed a Mahayana demon king.

His master is the best in the world! Anyone have a problem with that?!

Song Tingwan poked his head with a headache, "It's not about subduing him. I rescued this senior by chance, and he will protect me until he regains his memories."

She was explaining to her young apprentice, and also to people with different expressions.

While everyone was distracted, another demon king glanced regretfully at the weakened Lin Kong.

It hasn't finished consuming yet.

A huge piece of fat was right in front of them, yet they could only flee in such a sorry state.

If he could devour this old thing by himself, he could break through to the high-level Mahayana stage on the spot.

At that time, not only will he be able to contend for the position of Demon Lord, but he will also be able to compete for the position of the current ghost cultivator.

The temptation was too great.

His greedy gaze swept over the demon king, who was about to flee, and he gritted his teeth, ready to make his move—

The ghostly energy that had been lurking beside him tried to coil around him, attempting to bind him into a ball.

"Hmph, our strengths are evenly matched, this can't hold me back."

The young demon king chuckled, tearing apart the ghost energy barrier with boiling killing intent. Then, he turned back with amusement, looking at Lin Kong, who was being guarded by two demons.

He stomped down the torn ghostly energy, casually wrapping demonic energy around his fingertips. "You seem to care a lot about these little guys."

Although the two demons under Lin Kong's command are young, they are each difficult to deal with in their respective domains.

Choose the softest persimmons to squeeze.

Then he can only try to feint to the east while attacking in the west, and then seize the opportunity to devour the old demon king.

Lin Kong's heart sank, but he remained calm: "I do not wish to see the Sword Inquiry Sect commit massacres."

The other party chuckled and silently teleported behind Song Tingwan and the others, saying, "So what if they come? They'll just kill some insignificant little demons. Besides, they're not the demons you're protecting. What are you worried about?"

As they spoke, the bloodthirsty demonic energy emanating from him clashed with the pure ghostly energy for several rounds.

A barrier slowly rose in front of Song Tingwan and the others, firmly protecting them within it.

Then came a massive attack from the Mahayana stage, and the two forces fought endlessly.

Song Tingwan frowned and looked at the old demon king who was concerned about the battle from afar.

Walk.

Both sides mean the same thing.

The old demon king also vaguely realized that this group of young people was actually led by this frail little child.

However, being able to command a mid-stage Mahayana ghost cultivator is also a skill of hers.

"Master, what should we do now?" Baili Xijiang asked, looking at the two entangled energies.

Qin Xi, holding a pile of unused teleportation talismans and magical artifacts, shook his head with a grim expression as he spoke to Song Tingwan.

There's no way to escape.

At this moment, Chu Alai, who was standing next to the old demon king, walked up to them with a grim expression. "You'd better stand together. After the master holds him back, have your ghost cultivators use all their strength to break through the domain. Once there's just one opening, I'll leave and take you out."

The old demon king knew that, in the end, they just wanted to devour his power.

The target is him.

If these children don't seize the opportunity to leave, once the enemy reaches the high level of Mahayana cultivation, they will surely not let them go in their madness.

Don't expect the evil spirits to be soft-hearted; they'll most likely just eat them like snacks.

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank.

Especially Wanqiji.

Their strength in this battle during the Mahayana stage is far too weak.

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