At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

Half of the soul was reduced to ashes, and the backlash was huge.

The Demon Lord was still fighting with Fang Jinxing when suddenly he felt a sharp tearing pain in his soul, as if someone was chopping it into pieces with a knife.

The pain came too suddenly, and the Demon Lord was caught off guard, and blood spurted out of his throat.

Shock, anger, contemplation, and confusion, all kinds of complex emotions flooded into my heart in an instant, and at the same time, a huge sense of absurdity came.

Who?

Who destroyed his half soul?

In addition to anger, the Demon Lord felt more disbelief.

Without him.

He really couldn't understand it. He was taking a huge risk and splitting his soul into two.

It is equivalent to another self, possessing the same cultivation as oneself.

You know, that’s a tribulation, right?

Gone.

It’s just gone?

Moreover, it was a very tragic death, reduced to ashes, without even a trace of residue left.

No matter how much the Demon Lord couldn't believe it, the fact was that from now on, only half of his soul would remain in the world.

If anything unexpected happens to this half of the soul, it will completely disappear from this world.

What’s even more hateful is that the half of his soul that he lost was truly gone, it didn’t escape, and there was no possibility of it returning.

The Demon Lord couldn't even catch any remaining clues, and would never know who destroyed half of his soul.

His eyes gradually turned scarlet, his expression became ferocious and distorted, and he looked extremely scary.

However, as his opponent, Fang Jinxing was not scared at all.

Are you kidding me?

The dignified sect leaders were all young geniuses in the past, and each of them had survived countless life-and-death brinks.

The corpses he had seen were more terrifying than the Demon Lord's current expression, and he had killed countless demons. At this moment, he was just glared at a few times, and he didn't lose a piece of meat.

Not only was he not frightened, but he was keenly aware that the Demon Lord's power was rapidly dissipating at this moment, and even his breath became a little weak.

This is really... great.

Based on the principle of taking advantage of your weakness to kill you, Fang Jinxing held the Wandering Sword in his hand, and with a sharp move of murderous intent, he aimed directly at the heart of the Demon Lord, and the fierce sword energy was unstoppable.

The Demon Lord was caught off guard and was hit by several swords in succession. He had a gloomy face and stared at Fang Jinxing with terrifying eyes.

Damn old thing, he was so aggressive even though he was injured.

"Hey, what are you staring at?"

Fang Jinxing finally smiled. "What's wrong? Did I not hit you hard enough, or did I not teach you a lesson?"

The Demon Lord glared at him.

Fang Jinxing's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Ever since he was restrained by the Demon Lord and the Demon King and trapped in this strange formation, he has always felt depressed.

However, this formation is strange and was created by the resentful souls of the cities slaughtered by the Demon Lord, so it has been constantly consuming their spiritual power.

Although they had the supplementary elixirs provided by Sect Master Yun, at their level, the effect of the spiritual energy from the outside world was far greater than that obtained from the elixirs.

Several sect leaders all looked worried.

Although they can still hold on temporarily and deal with the Demon Lord, Demon King and those big demons, if they can't get out, no matter how powerful their spiritual power is, there will be a moment when it is exhausted.

If this continues, who knows what will happen.

Not to mention that the Demon Lord and the Demon King are not easy to deal with either. They are always staring at them with a covetous look, making them really difficult to deal with.

Whenever Sect Leader Lin tried to concentrate and find a way to break the formation, he would be interrupted by them.

Time and time again, no matter how good his temper was, it was worn out. Seeing the Demon Lord showing a decadent look, he sneered and cast a killing array with his magic, suppressing all the overwhelming attacks.

The Demon Lord instantly broke out in a cold sweat, with veins on his forehead throbbing. He turned around and violently broke the formation and rushed out.

Anyone who has been able to sit in the position of sect leader for so many years is naturally not someone who is easy to deal with.

Although the Demon Lord didn't take these two people seriously, one of them specialized in formations and talismans, and the other specialized in alchemy, he had to admit that formations were really disgusting if he got the chance.

The blades swirled and slashed towards his head. The Demon Lord immediately waved his sleeves to block them, with demonic energy lingering in front of him.

Seeing this, the remaining demon elders hurriedly stood by him to protect him.

"Your Majesty, how are you?"

As soon as they approached, they quickly noticed that the Demon Lord's aura was unstable, which was obviously caused by a severe backlash.

Several people looked at each other in surprise and doubt, and their eyes were filled with horror when they thought of the Demon Lord's previous actions.

Who could hurt the Demon Lord so much?

*

In sharp contrast to them are the several sect leaders.

"The Demon Lord is not in a good state."

Sect Master Qin noticed this keenly, his brows relaxed a little, and the long sword in his hand made a clear sound.

Fang Jinxing had exchanged a few moves with the Demon Lord and had a better opinion on this change. "It looks like he's been hit back."

He also remembered the other party's previous actions and was somewhat puzzled. "The half of his soul that he separated must have had an accident."

Otherwise, how could the Demon Lord suddenly suffer such serious internal injuries? It makes no sense at all.

Yue Ming swung his sword, and the sword energy collided with the Demon King's claws, making a sharp collision sound. He frowned and joined the conversation, "Who did it?"

The elders of the five sects?

No, this is not possible.

Several sect leaders knew the situation of their own sects very well. It was okay if they were dealing with some powerful demons with impressive cultivation, but what about dealing with the Demon Lord?

Give me a break.

Believe it or not, these elders are so old, I will die in front of them immediately.

Or did those aristocratic families and sects take action?

That's even more impossible.

Let’s not even talk about whether those old foxes who value their own interests too much would do this. Even if they really have a change of heart and stand up to help, they can’t do it.

If they had the ability to kill a Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivator, would they still be willing to stay dormant under the shadow of the Five Sects for so many years?

Why didn’t you rebel eight hundred fucking years earlier?

Although everyone in this world of cultivation is on guard and has their hands hidden, those old guys who have been in seclusion for decades can never defeat the Demon Lord no matter how capable they are.

So the sect leaders calmly selected all the people in their minds, and then eliminated them one by one, and then looked at each other.

His eyes were confused and he couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that during the time they were trapped here and unable to leave, some powerful figure suddenly appeared in the world of cultivation?

Otherwise it doesn't make sense at all.

Fang Jinxing was so worried that his head was bald, and he had no idea what the situation was like in his own sect.

Judging from what the Demon Lord had said before, he would definitely not give up on causing trouble when he got out.

I just don’t know where it is.

He thought of the time when the Demon Lord confidently said he was going to kill Gu Xia.

I don’t know whether that little bastard encountered the Demon Lord.

When Fang Jinxing thought of her terrible luck in attracting hatred everywhere, he suddenly felt even more troubled.

But no matter what, the fact that the Demon Lord has suffered a backlash is great news for them.

Are you kidding? If we don’t take action at such a good opportunity, will we let the Demon Lord escape?

Anyway, no one can escape now. Since this broken formation is trying to absorb their spiritual power, it wouldn't be too much for them to get it back from the Demon Lord, right?

It's because he never leaves himself any way out when doing things, and acts like he's in a big way.

Now, let’s all stay here and fight with all our might.

The temper of sword cultivators is not gentle to begin with, not to mention that there are three sword cultivator masters here. At this moment, they are all like chicken blood. With one sword strike, the whole space is turbulent.

The demon was unable to dodge and was cut in half. Before he could put the pieces together again, he was hit by a lotus-shaped magic weapon from Sect Master Yun and was instantly liberated on the spot.

Damn, underestimate this woman.

The Demon Lord was feeling more and more depressed. He was already injured, and now half of his soul was missing from his brain. Waves of sharp pain felt like needles pricking him, and he looked at this group of people with hatred.

"Don't get complacent too soon." He had a murderous look in his eyes. "There's no way I'll lose. You old, troublesome bastards, I'll make you kneel down and beg me someday!"

"..."

Sect Master Qin and Yue Ming were both sword cultivators, possessing typical taciturn personalities, and would never engage in unnecessary verbal disputes with the Demon Lord.

At this time, it is the turn of Fang Jinxing, a unique talent in the Xiaoyao Dao, to appear.

He sneered, "Oh, I didn't realize it, Demon Lord, it really is the Ugly Demon who is causing all this trouble."

"You want us to kneel down and beg you?" Fang Jinxing recalled Gu Xia's previous words and said as if he had suddenly realized something. "What did you say? You are really ordinary and confident."

The Demon Lord felt as if an arrow had hit his heart, and he almost jumped into a rage.

Nonsense.

He is the Demon Lord, how can he be ugly?

As he was speaking, the killing array started again. Sect Master Lin was very annoyed now and naturally would not let go of this opportunity. The Demon King was in much better condition than the Demon Lord.

Of course he is fine, it wasn't him who lost half of his soul.

The alliance between the two was originally a plastic one. Seeing the Demon Lord in such a miserable state surrounded by the impenetrable attacks, the Demon King not only had no intention of stepping forward to help, but also moved aside.

After noticing this, the anger on the Demon Lord's face became more and more obvious.

What a simple-minded but strong-limbed idiot!

If he were to be overwhelmed by these people, how long would he be able to hold on as the only one left?

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