"Tiger demon! You must die today."
Zhang Yan's eyes were about to crack as he took out the Jade Mirage Glazed Lamp.
The moment the Jade Mirage Glass Lamp appeared, the surrounding Ten Thousand Spirit Ancient Flame instantly boiled as if it had taken a tonic.
"Boom!"
"Burning Heavens!"
As soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, the Jade Mirage Glazed Lamp in his hand shone brightly and emitted an endless might.
Under this might, even if the tiger demon had touched a trace of the might of heaven and earth, it would be useless.
Hundreds of miles of land were covered by the golden flame, which dispersed the demonic Qi. Wherever the golden light passed, all the demonic Qi faded into nothingness.
"A Connate Numinous treasure!"
"Keke! It just so happens that I still lack a magic treasure.”
The tiger demon looked down at the Jade Glass Lamp that Zhang Yan had taken out. Primordial Spiritual Treasures were rare in the Untainted Land. For example, the tiger demon was already a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, but he still had a Lower Grade Postnatal Spiritual Treasure that he had refined himself.
"That will depend on your ability!"
"Destroy."
Zhang Yan said coldly. At the same time, the original fire of the Ten Thousand Spirit Ancient Flame in the Jade Mirage Glass Lamp instantly jumped out. The scorching temperature seemed to melt everything.
"Ha!"
The hundred-year-old demon king smiled savagely. He raised the blood-red saber in his hand and a 10,000-foot-long blood-red light that was shining with a dense killing intent slashed at Zhang Yan.
"Boom ~!"
Flames surged in the sky, and the origin of the Jade Mirage Glass Lamp transformed into a thousand-foot-long fireball. It was like a small sun that rushed towards the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King.
It collided with the blood-red light, and a terrifying aftershock instantly spread through the entire sky. The 10,000-foot-long blood-red light passed through the fireball and slashed towards Zhang Yan.
However, the fireball didn't lose its momentum as it charged at the hundred-year-old demon king.
"Beep! Attacks detected, analyzing."
"Swoosh!"
A long yellow banner stood in the wind, rippling with countless golden lights that fell down and enveloped Zhang Yan's body.
It was the Wuji Apricot Flag that Zhang Yan took out.
Although the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King had advanced to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm by devouring humans, he was still not on the same level as Zhang Yan.
The mottled demonic power was destined to prevent him from displaying the strength of a Primordial Immortal. Zhang Yan had a supreme treasure and divine arts. This was why Zhang Yan was not afraid of the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King.
"Clang!"
The blood-red blade radiance collided with the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, but it only caused ripples on the golden light. It didn't even break through the defense.
However, at this moment, the golden fireball exploded in front of the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King. The golden flames covered the entire sky of the Hundred-Year-Old Mountain with a layer of golden flames.
The flames exploded at such a close distance, and the scorching temperature swept through the entire Hundred Years Mountain range. Hundreds of miles of the mountain range was instantly reduced to ruins, and one could even smell the scorched smell of the ground.
Under this attack, the tens of thousands of demons on the Hundred Years Mountain were instantly wiped out. There was no chance of survival. However, it was obvious that Zhang Yan was not paying attention to the small demons.
"Beep. A life force fluctuation has been detected.”
"As expected, he didn't die!"
Zhang Yan muttered in a low voice, his eyes sharp.
Purple lightning enveloped Zhang Yan's entire body, and a purple hammer shadow appeared in his hand.
The moment the purple hammer appeared in his hand, dark clouds gathered in the sky. At the same time, a mysterious aura erupted from Zhang Yan's body.
This was none other than the profound mysteries of divine abilities.
"Human brat, you killed tens of thousands of my demon soldiers.”
When the golden flames dissipated, the hundred-year-old demon king was revealed.
It was obvious that he was not completely unscathed under the Ten Thousand Spirit Ancient Flame. His entire body was pale and filled with a charred smell. His skin was torn apart, and there was not a single piece of good meat to be found. His stomach was completely melted.
His aura was chaotic, and the demonic qi could not be suppressed as it circled his body, causing the Ten Thousand Spirit Ancient Flame to burn his body continuously.
However, the Ten Thousand Spirit Ancient Flame activated by Zhang Yan's Golden Immortal cultivation base was obviously not powerful enough and had limited effect on the hundred-year-old demon king.
"Rumble!"
The Purple Lightning Hammer had the ability to control tens of thousands of lightning. With the support of Zhang Yan's Five Lightning Mastery, it was even more extraordinary.
Thunder rumbled in the dark clouds tens of thousands of miles above the sky, and lightning dragons danced in the clouds.
"Another Connate Numinous treasure. Who are you?”
The Hundred-Year-Old Demon King's expression turned solemn. He could sense that Zhang Yan was only at the peak of the Golden Immortal Stage, but he had displayed three Primordial Spiritual Treasures.
"But it doesn't matter what your background is. My tens of thousands of demon soldiers all have God Thrones in the Demon Court.”
"Even if you have a powerful existence behind you, the Demon Heavenly Courts will not let you off.”
So what if it was the Demon Court? After the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes, the Demon Tribe had been reduced to a state where people shouted for their lives in Untainted Land. If it weren't for Goddess Nvywa's help, the Demon Tribe would have been exterminated long ago.
Zhang Yan ignored the Hundred-year-old Demon King's clamor. He was the eldest disciple of the Clan of Enlightenment. The Three Pure Ones had not yet separated from each other. There were three Sages on Kunlun Mountain. He did not need to fear any forces in the entire Untainted Land.
So what if it was the Demon Court? He really didn't believe that Emperor Jun would dare to come to Kunlun Mountain to cause trouble.
"Innate Wood Lightning, descend!"
Zhang Yan's expression changed. He waved the Purple Electric Hammer and activated the power of the Five Thunder Super Power. A green thunderbolt that was hundreds of feet in size descended from the sky.
Now that Zhang Yan's cultivation base had increased greatly, and he was holding the Purple Lightning Hammer, a superior-grade primordial spirit treasure that could control tens of thousands of lightning, the power of lightning that he could unleash was no longer the same as before.
This Innate Wood Lightning was the nemesis of the demon race. If it had been this Innate Wood Lightning that Daoist Myriad Treasures had suffered, he would not have been able to survive.
"Rumble!"
This thunderbolt touched a trace of the power of heaven and earth. It had obviously exceeded the limit of a Golden Immortal and had touched the power of a Primordial Immortal.
Furthermore, this was not the power of a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal like the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King. It was the power of a spell cast by an authentic Primordial Unity Golden Immortal of the Mystic Sect.
"Roar!"
The hundred-year-old demon king did not hesitate. He raised his head and roared. He turned into a huge tiger that was tens of thousands of feet tall and opened its mouth to devour the innate wood lightning.
"Crackle!"
The green lightning exploded on the real body of the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King. Lightning surged on his body, and his aura was chaotic, as if he could not withstand it at any time.
"Humph! He's quite tenacious."
Zhang Yan sneered. Countless bolts of lightning power were brewing in the dark clouds in the sky. This attack lasted for a few breaths, and the dark clouds in the thousand miles could be seen shrinking by more than half.
The dense power spread across thousands of miles of land. The weak creatures knelt on the ground and trembled, looking at the terrifying power in the sky in fear.
"Stop, let me go."
Blood trickled down the corner of the Hundred-Year-Old Demon King's mouth. Under the roar of the innate wood lightning, there was not a single piece of flesh on his body that was intact, and his aura was extremely weak.
"Haha!"
"Rumble!"
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