Sometimes, a person's mind would fall into inertia, especially when the situation was tense.
Just now, when Lu Li saw the two Asmodians and the powerful formation, his first thought was how to crack it. He did not expect that Blood Fairy would destroy the altar directly.
At first, Lu Li did not want Blood Fairy to destroy the altar. Instead, he wanted to use the Thunderbolt of Destruction, which would save him a lot of trouble.
Destroying it was much easier than breaking it open. That altar was filled with complex divine inscriptions. If a single key divine inscription was altered, the entire formation would be damaged. If a few divine inscriptions were altered, it would cause the entire formation to clash with each other, resulting in a huge explosion that would destroy the entire formation.
Lu Li sent a message to Lu Li, Xiang Linglong, and the other three. He told them to hold on for an hour. After that, they would be able to finish the task.
They were cheered up. The other three did not want to die with the Thunderbolt of Destruction. They wanted to kill the Asmodian Lord with the Thunderbolt of Destruction.
Nobody wanted to die as long as there was a chance of survival. They were young. If they could survive, they would have a bright future. They would become the most influential warriors in the Third Plane and stand above all.
They wanted to stall for time, but the Demon Lord on the other side did not want to stall any longer. This was because the three of them were not particularly outstanding, and he did not want to turn the three of them into his Demon Slaves.
The Asmodian Lord used his move. He generated many avatars. His real body hid in one of the avatars. All of a sudden, he showed up next to a warrior. Then, his real body went into the warrior's body.
"Eh …"
That warrior trembled. Then, his eyes became blank. A moment later, his Interspatial Ring and armor came off automatically. He fell down powerlessly.
"Boom!"
A warrior from the Asmodian Domain swung his axe and hacked at the warrior. With a muffled sound, the warrior's body was cut into pieces. He died without an intact body.
"Buzzing!"
That Asmodian Lord's body became a shadow again. This was the most horrifying thing about Asmodian Lords. They could change their bodies at any time, which made them hard to kill.
Not only were they strong in physical attacks, but their soul attacks were horrifying as well.
They could cultivate both martial arts and spirit, which was freakish.
"Woo, woo, woo ~"
This Demon Lord once again released hundreds of mutated beast phantoms and rushed towards the next martial artist. That martial artist's eyes revealed a trace of despair.
The martial artist who died just now had about the same battle prowess as him, and both of them were severely injured, so he definitely could not block this Demon Lord's attack.
"So be it!"
This young elite had a resolute face and a head of black hair casually draped behind his head. Although his long robe was stained with blood, his bearing was still extraordinary.
A furnace appeared in his hand, and he tossed it into the air, releasing a sky full of flames that scattered in all directions.
Before he died, he wanted to kill as many Demon Abyss soldiers as possible and drag some of them down with him.
"Boom boom boom!"
Two strange beast phantoms whizzed over and struck him, blasting his body away. Before he could even react, a giant demon condensed beside him. The true body of the Demon Lord was inside.
"Die!"
The Demon Lord said coldly, and the phantom disappeared into the body of this martial artist.
The warrior didn't panic. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. It was a very happy smile.
"Buzz!"
The Divine Thunder of Destruction appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he used his divine power and the thunder lit up.
The Divine Thunder had a buffer of two breaths. Usually, they would have thrown it out immediately.
But this martial artist held it tightly in his hand and shouted, "Brother Yanggang, Du Meng is going first. I'll leave the rest to you."
"Buzz ~"
A black aura rolled out of Du Meng's body. The Demon Lord sensed danger and wanted to escape immediately. But Du Meng's body suddenly exploded. He had self-destructed.
How terrifying was the self-destruction of a five calamity cultivator?
Maybe it couldn't kill this Demon Lord, but the space around it would definitely be torn. If the space was torn, how could this Demon Lord escape?
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Two earth-shattering explosions rang out, and a huge mushroom cloud soared into the sky. Terrifying shockwaves radiated out in all directions.
The thousands of Demon Abyss soldiers closest to him were all ground into meat paste. Countless more Demon Abyss soldiers were sent flying through the air like broken rocks. The area around them had become a vacuum.
"Du Meng!"
The only warrior left, Yanggang, screamed in pain. He had received Du Meng's message so he ran away at once. Otherwise, he would be seriously injured, if not dead.
"Eh?"
Lu Li and the others were thousands of miles away so they didn't notice at first. Only when they saw the horrifying scene did they realize what was going on.
They checked with psychic power at once. The Demon Lord was gone. The three of them could tell that one of them must have detonated the Divine Thunder of Destruction and perished together with the Demon Lord.
"Eh?"
The Demon Lord's silhouette condensed in mid-air. He swept a glance over there, and his expression immediately changed. The aura on his body also became tyrannical.
Was it because the situation was getting out of control?
One of their Demon Lords was killed?
This was like a giant dragon discovering that its companion had been bitten to death by an ant. How could it not be shocked or angry?
"Die, die, die!"
The Demon Lord shouted in midair, "You will all die. All of you will die. None of you will live!"
The Demon Lord was losing his mind. He was frightened as well. If his companion was dead, it meant that Lu Li and the others could kill him as well.
It didn't matter if they could die or not. But if the altar was destroyed, then all of them would die.
Therefore, the Demon Lord decided to kill Lu Li and the others as soon as possible so that nothing could happen to the altar. The Demon Lord flew up to the sky. The dark haze from all sides was gathering toward him.
This world was already filled with dark haze. It was too easy for the Demon Lord to gather the dark haze.
"Attack him!"
Lu Li had a bad feeling. If the Demon Lord were to use this kind of horrifying attack, none of them would be able to stand it. They would all be killed in an instant.
"Light of the Ice Dragon!"
Xiang Linglong released her most powerful Fundamental Principle. She generated 12 ice dragons and smashed them toward the Demon Lord.
Lu Ling dared not to conceal her strength anymore. She took out her Sovereign Weapon, a crystal clear green jade bow. This was the Sovereign Weapon given to her by the Flying Dragon Rebel.
Lu Li took out his Seven-colored Glazed Pagoda which whooshed up. Lu Li exerted all his strength to see if he could seal the Demon Lord in.
At the same time, Lu Li took out his Divine Thunder of Destruction. He detonated it and threw it up.
It was pointless to keep the Divine Thunder of Destruction. He might as well use it. As long as the Divine Thunder of Destruction could wound them, they would have a chance to win the fight.
"Hmm!"