Chapter 500 No more scrolls



The cold voice resounded throughout the area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles, and endless demonic energy gathered madly between heaven and earth.

Just one thousandth of a breath!

A word "Zhen" composed of countless demonic energy appeared between heaven and earth, rushing towards the sword light with infinite repressive force.

boom……

Boom…

The terrifying roar continued to sound, and the aftermath tore large cracks in the sky.

Bang!

An explosion sounded!

The scroll turned directly into ashes, but the blade light only shrank by one third and continued to slash at the members of the Demon Sect.

Bai Haotian's face was calm, because this situation was within his expectations. The scrolls in their hands were given to them by the leader when they went out for training a few years ago.

It was said at that time that the power of the scroll was equivalent to the first or second level of Heavenly Venerate, while Qiu Zun's strength was only the fourth level of Heavenly Venerate.

It was normal that the scroll couldn't withstand the opponent's full-strength attack. Bai Haotian even thought it would shatter at the touch of a finger.

He didn't expect that one scroll consumed one third of the opponent's attack, which already made him very satisfied.

"Um!"

The high-ranking members of the Demon Cult exchanged glances, and the Demon Monkey King and the three guardians quickly stood up, each taking out a scroll and throwing it into the sky.

"Here is the leader's order. We must suppress all enemies in the world!"

The demonic energy in the sky reappeared, and two terrifying figures slowly walked out of the scroll. The word "suppress" and the cold shout resounded between heaven and earth again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

For a moment, sword lights, demonic energy, and the power to break seals and suppress filled the heaven and earth. Tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were shattered, and countless peaks turned into nothingness.

Even some secret realms hidden in the space were blasted out, and then exploded and shattered, with all the inheritance inside lost.

Two full breaths passed!

The fluctuations between heaven and earth slowly dissipated, the two scrolls shattered again, and the sword light turned into nothingness.

"Nimma, what kind of secret treasure is this? It's so powerful, and the Demon Cult can actually take out three of them at once."

"You are ignorant, right? This is the scroll with the word 'Zhen' in it. I heard that almost every high-ranking member of the Demon Cult has one."

The creatures watching from afar were all shocked when they saw the high-ranking members of the Demon Cult suddenly throwing out scrolls to block the knife light.

Especially some people who don't have a thorough understanding of the Demon Cult. They heard that this kind of magical scroll is a self-defense treasure that every high-ranking member of the Demon Cult has.

His eyes were red with envy, and he wished he could join the Demon Cult immediately and become a high-ranking member of the cult.

Unfortunately, they also know this is impossible!

“This…this…”

Xiong Batian was confused, his mind was blank, and he really had no idea what was going on.

Just now it thought it was going to die, but it didn't expect that it would be blocked by just a few scrolls thrown out.

What's going on?

Xiong Batian turned his head and looked at Bai Haotian and others, his eyes full of questions, as if asking why they didn't use this scroll earlier.

If it is used right in the battle, then the Tiger's Might and Leopard's Honor are nothing, they can be crushed to death easily.

Bai Haotian and others smiled meaningfully at Xiong Batian. This was a tacit understanding among many high-level members of the Demon Cult.

Unless it is a life-and-death situation, you are not allowed to use scrolls against the enemy, otherwise it will lead to inertia in the long run.

At that time!

Their breakthrough speed will slow down, and they may even fall behind, which is unacceptable to any high-ranking cult leader.

at this time!

Qiu Zun stood there in a daze, holding a long sword, looking at the already calm sky with a look of disbelief.

"How is it possible that the attack I just launched was blocked by three ordinary scrolls?"

Qiu Zun secretly doubted himself in his heart. You know, with his cultivation level, he used 90% of his strength in that sword strike just now. Even an ordinary third-level Heavenly Venerate would find it difficult to resist.

But now!

He was actually blocked by the scroll thrown out by the other party. This was simply bullshit.

"Is this the scroll made by Demon Zhou? It seems he is really good at it. No, I have to make this quick."

A cold light flashed in Qiu Zun's eyes, and a dangerous sign emerged in his heart.

He didn't dare to delay any longer. He had to deal with this group of people immediately and then find a place to hide with his tribe.

Wait until Tiger Lord comes back and kills Demon Zhou. It won’t be too late for him to come out then.

"I'd like to see how many scrolls you have left, Huang Zhan!" Qiu Zun shouted and swung the long sword in his hand again.

The sword light reappeared, and it was obviously much more powerful than the previous attack. The sword light cut through the sky and rushed towards the members of the Demon Sect.

"Come!"

Bai Haotian shouted loudly and took out a scroll from his arms. At the same time, other high-ranking members of the Demon Cult also took out scrolls.

"Town!" x 3;

"Town!" x 4;

The scrolls were thrown into the sky crazily by the cult leaders as if they were free.

at the same time!

Qiu Zun continued to swing the long sword and launch waves of attacks, and for a while they were evenly matched.

but!

However, everyone in the Demon Cult had a solemn look on their faces. The scrolls were certainly not endless. Zhou Qiong had spent time and energy to make each one.

Even though they are all high-ranking members of the Demon Sect, each of them only has one or two people to defend themselves.

In addition, it now takes an average of two or three scrolls to withstand one attack from Qiu Zun, and it won’t be long before the scrolls are gone.

Until then!

They couldn't withstand Qiu Zun's attack at all, and they were afraid they would really be defeated at the border of Huzhou.

After half an incense stick!

Bang!

Following an explosion, the cult leaders stopped throwing out scrolls because they had already thrown away all of them.

"Haha, if you have the guts, keep throwing it. This time it's completely gone."

Qiu Zun looked at the members of the Demon Sect who were no longer throwing scrolls, with a hint of sneer on his face, but he felt relieved in his heart.

You have to know that in less than half an incense stick of time, the other party threw nearly thirty scrolls.

For a moment he thought that these scrolls were sold in wholesale, otherwise why would they be thrown out in piles?

But just when Qiu Zun was considering giving up and leaving, the opponent's scroll was finally empty.

"Since you are gone, then all of you should die!"

Qiu Zun roared again, and instead of using the knife he punched out. He wanted to beat these people into a paste.

"Alas, I am going to die after all!"

There was a hint of fulfillment in Xiong Batian's eyes. It was about to break through to the Heavenly Venerate level, and it was really unwilling to die now.

"If I hadn't joined the Demon Cult, I wouldn't have died!"

As soon as this thought came into Xiong Batian's mind, it was quickly extinguished, and he said firmly:

"No, it was the Demon Cult that gave me a new life and the opportunity to break through to the Heavenly Lord. I have no hatred and no regrets!"

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