With the clash between the stones and the demons, the battlefield in front of the Moon Gazing Gate completely erupted.
Lu Mingyuan, wielding a longsword, unleashed a surge of golden spiritual power as he charged straight at the demon leader. Their weapons clashed violently.
The power of the peak Creation Realm caused the surrounding black mist to churn; Lin Jingxing and Luo Qingyang fought side by side.
Dragon flames and spatial power intertwined, tightly binding the two demons at the mid-stage of the Creation Realm, while sword light and silk threads continuously sliced through their scales.
The cultivators on the city wall also launched a fierce attack, raining down demon-slaying arrows on the demon soldiers in the black mist. The defensive formations shone brightly, repeatedly blocking the charging demon soldiers outside the city gate.
In the center of the battlefield, the battle between the stone and the demon was extremely fierce.
The two abandoned all techniques and fought purely by physical strength, their fists moving at an extreme speed, leaving blurry shadows in the air.
Ordinary people couldn't see the two people's movements at all; they could only hear the dense "bang bang bang" sounds of collisions, like thunder exploding in their ears.
Black demonic energy intertwined with pale golden blood energy, forming a distorted energy barrier that forced the surrounding demonic soldiers and cultivators to keep their distance. This was a "physical battlefield" belonging to the two of them, and no one else was allowed to interfere.
"clang!"
Another head-on collision. Stone felt a sharp pain in his arm, his blood and qi surging, and he involuntarily took a step back.
After being forced to unleash their ferocity, the demon's physical strength surged once again, each punch carrying a world-destroying power.
"puff!"
Shi Tou was punched in the chest, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and carving two deep furrows in the ground. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Haha! You lowly humans, now you know the power of my demonic body!"
The demon grinned maliciously, rubbing his numb fist, and walked step by step towards the stone, his eyes filled with cruelty. "You were lucky to be forced back two steps earlier! Now, it's my turn to let you taste what it's like to be torn to pieces!"
The stone that was driven back showed no fear. Instead, its eyes turned bloodshot, and the Nine Nether Demon God Body within its body was fully activated. The pale golden blood energy around its body burned like flames.
He abruptly rose from the ground, letting out a low growl like a wild beast. With a clench of his right hand, the blood energy around him instantly converged, condensing into a blood-red staff over ten feet long.
The stick was covered in cracks, from which flowed bright red blood, emitting a chilling, bloody stench, as if it were formed from the blood and vital energy of countless living beings.
"This is... Blood Qi Condensed Weapon?!"
Lu Mingyuan, who was still fighting on the city wall, caught a glimpse of this scene and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect that Shi Tou not only had a strong physical body, but could also condense weapons with his own blood energy. Such a method was extremely rare even among body cultivators!
The demon looked at the blood-red staff in the stone's hand, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, but he still remained defiant: "Playing tricks! Even if you conjure a weapon, it can't stop my fist!"
Before the words were even finished, Stone had already charged forward, wielding his blood-red staff! He held back no longer, unleashing the full power within him, the blood-red staff whistling through the air.
He swung the staff fiercely toward the demon's head! This strike contained all his anger and power; before the staff even arrived, the surrounding space was torn apart by the force of the staff's blow, making a "sizzling" sound.
The demons dared not be careless and raised their fists again, black demonic energy swirling wildly around them, attempting to withstand the attack head-on!
"Snap!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out as the blood-red staff collided with the demon's fist. The demon felt a terrifying force travel through his fist, and his arm bones were instantly shattered. The black demonic energy dissipated like a tidal wave.
Before he could even scream, Stone had already pounced on him, and the blood-red stick came crashing down on his head like a storm!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Each blow landed squarely, the demon's head feeling as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer. Black blood splattered, scales shattered, and it quickly lost all ability to resist.
He lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud, barely breathing and only managing faint "hoarse" sounds coming from his throat; he was clearly on the verge of death.
Stone, panting heavily, looked at the demon lying on the ground like a dead dog, his anger still burning.
He tossed aside the blood-red staff in his hand; the weapon, formed from condensed blood energy, began to crumble as his power waned. He walked step by step towards the demon.
He lifted his huge feet, which were like discus, size 50, leaving deep footprints on the ground.
"Weren't you so arrogant just now?" Stone grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. His tone was somewhat naive, yet ruthless. "Now, you can die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his big foot hard on the demon's head!
"Snap!"
"Pfft!"
With a sickeningly sharp crack, the demon's head exploded like a shattered watermelon, black brain matter mixed with blood splattering everywhere, staining the surrounding ground red.
The previously arrogant Demon Clan member at the Creation Realm was instantly and utterly dead.
Stone withdrew his foot, shook his slightly numb leg, and looked up into the depths of the black mist.
There, Lu Mingyuan's battle with the demon leader was at a stalemate, while Lin Jingxing and Luo Qingyang were gradually gaining the upper hand.
Xiao Chen, wielding a rusty iron spear, swept his spear intent across the battlefield, slicing through the charging demon soldiers in droves. Wherever the spear tip passed, the demon soldiers fell like wheat being harvested.
"Senior Brother, let me help you!"
Stone shouted, clenched his fist, and charged towards the demon soldiers in the black mist once more. After taking down one Creation Realm demon, his fighting spirit intensified. He only wanted to kill more demons and defend this city gate!
The cultivators on the city wall witnessed Shi Tou slaying the Creation Realm demon, and their morale soared instantly, making their previously somewhat chaotic defenses even more solid.
Shouts of battle and the clash of weapons once again resounded throughout Wangyue Gate. This fierce battle to defend the city was gradually tilting in favor of the human cultivators under the powerful outburst of Shi Tou.
Deep within the battlefield of Wangyue Gate, the battle between Lu Mingyuan and the demon leader has reached a fever pitch.
Lu Mingyuan held a long sword, its blade wreathed in golden flames. With each swing, he unleashed a blazing sword light several meters long, like a wildfire that scorched the surrounding black mist with a hissing sound.
The demon leader gripped a massive bone axe, black demonic energy clashing with raging flames, unleashing a series of booming sounds. The two exchanged blows, their peak Creation Realm power constantly assaulting each other's defenses. The surrounding ground was already riddled with craters, and even space itself was violently fluctuating.
"Human, your flames are nothing special!" The demon leader grinned maliciously, sweeping his bone axe to force Lu Mingyuan back. Black demonic energy condensed into a giant claw, grabbing at him.
Lu Mingyuan's eyes flashed with sternness. He held his longsword upright in front of him, and the flames surged, forming a golden wall of fire that forcefully blocked the giant claw: "You demonic wretch, today I will let you taste what true divine power of flames is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual power surged wildly into the longsword, making the flames on the sword even more intense. A faint dragon-shaped phantom could be seen churning in the fire, clearly indicating that he was about to unleash a killing move.
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