The Black Demon Army

Yang Tianchen was in despair. He watched helplessly as his True Essence was sucked away by the other party. He was also sent flying over, unable to stop it.

At the critical moment.

"Dao Master, save me!"

The other seven higher-ups were shocked. This was Yan Jun. Just like them, they knew Yang Tianchen's strength. He was the strongest among the eight. They did not expect such a person to not even be able to withstand a single attack from his opponent.

He was secretly glad that he did not show off just now and was the first to rush up. Otherwise, this would be the outcome.

" Stop!" The Nether King couldn't stand it anymore. His cold voice sounded." Stop!"

He pointed his finger at lightning speed.

The giant black finger tore through the air at a very fast speed. The violent power stabbed toward Zhang Ronghua's head.

As soon as it approached, it was devoured by the Sky-Devouring Demon Scripture.

Almost instantly.