Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 988 Four Demons Attack, Golden Immortal's True Transmission

The moment the golden mace left his hand, the seemingly simple weapon was now imbued with a terrifying power, transforming into a golden ray of light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and smashed into the area where the demon cultivators were most concentrated.

"boom--"

That was not the sound of metal clashing, but a terrifying roar like mountains collapsing and seabeds sinking!

Where the hammer struck, the seawater was not displaced, but was instantly compressed into a "vacuum" by the immense force, and then exploded with a roar!

Centered on the point of impact, a ring of aftershocks, a mixture of crimson blood mist, shattered carapaces, bone fragments, internal organs, and murky seawater, spread wildly outwards!

Dozens of demon cultivators who charged at the forefront, whether they were thick-skinned bears or hard-shelled crocodile turtles, were completely crushed and evaporated along with their protective blood energy within the core area of ​​this pure power explosion without uttering a sound!

Those demons further away were also violently thrown away by the shockwave, their bones broken and muscles snapped, screaming in agony.

The originally surging demon tide was smashed open by this hammer, creating a huge, bloody hole!

Blood mist filled the air like rain, and severed limbs and remains fell to the ground.

Jing Yu's figure had already darted into the gap like a ghost. He did not recall the Golden Gourd Hammer, but instead clenched his fists, his bones cracking like thunder, and slammed into the nearest demon cultivator.

"Kill it!" a demon cultivator roared, and a bone spear pierced through the air, aiming straight for Jing Yu's back.

Without turning his head, Jing Yu threw a punch with his backhand.

The fist clashed with the spear tip, but the expected piercing did not occur; instead, the seemingly sharp bone spear shattered inch by inch!

The force of the punch, still strong, struck the chest of the dog demon holding the spear from a distance. With a muffled "bang," the dog demon's upper body exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

From the side, a rhinoceros demon roared and charged forward, its thick, black horn gleaming, as if it wanted to pierce through Jing Yu.

Jing Yu neither dodged nor avoided, but instead lowered his waist and stood on his horse, his left hand forming a claw, firmly grasping the giant horn that was powerful enough to crush gold and jade.

The rhinoceros demon's charge came to an abrupt halt, unable to advance even an inch further.

Jing Yu then swung his right fist high, smashing it brutally into the rhinoceros demon's head, which was covered in thick bone armor.

"Crack!"

A cracking sound rang out, and the rhinoceros demon's mountain-sized body stiffened abruptly. Blood spurted from its eye sockets, ears, and nose, and it collapsed to its knees, its life force instantly extinguished.

At this moment, Jing Yu seemed to transform into a primordial beast that had stormed into a flock of sheep.

He didn't have many fancy moves; he simply brought out his speed, strength, and incredibly powerful physique to the fullest extent.

Wherever he went, demon cultivators were either killed or maimed, and most attacks couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes due to his powerful movement.

"What kind of bloodline is this?"

The demon cultivators were terrified. The moment they met, the gray-robed dragon had killed more than ten demons in succession, while they themselves were completely unharmed.

They all possess the basic physique of Mahayana perfection, so why do ordinary demons crumble at the slightest touch when they encounter him, and why do they treat him like a tickle?

"Pure-blooded dragon descendant! And the purest of pure-blooded!" a demon cultivator exclaimed in horror. "Perhaps it's the legendary [Ancestral Dragon Bloodline]..."

"Ok?"

Yuan Jiqing, who was locked in fierce combat with Bai Zhaoyue, clearly noticed the unusual situation on the battlefield, and a hint of doubt flashed in its eyes:

"The Dragon Palace has sent two true disciples of the Demon Lord this time? Isn't that against the rules?"

Unexpectedly, even Bai Zhaoyue was surprised at this moment. She looked at Jing Yu, who was displaying great power in the face of the demon cultivators' attack, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes:

"The bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon... Impossible, could it be..."

Yuan Jiqing's offensive intensified suddenly, forcing Bai Zhaoyue back for a moment. Then, he roared loudly, his voice shaking the sea: "Go! Capture that dragon brat who wields the hammer! Live! I want to crush his bones with my own hands!"

At the edge of the battlefield, four figures who had been keeping a low profile but exuded an exceptionally fierce aura moved upon receiving the order.

A dark gold ape demon, wielding a pair of strangely curved short blades, vanished from its spot in an instant, only to reappear behind Jing Yu the next moment, its blades silently slicing towards Jing Yu's neck and ribs.

A massive black-armored bear, even larger than the previous rhinoceros demon, roared and swung its door-like shield, crashing down from the front, determined to lock Jing Yu firmly in place.

The third figure came from above. A vulture with an astonishing wingspan and a hooked iron beak swooped down, its claws flashing with cold light, aiming straight for Jing Yutian's head with incredible speed.

The last figure was a wolf demon, holding a horn bow in its hand, nocked an arrow, and aimed it at Jing Yu, ready to unleash a fatal shot at any moment.

Jing Yu's eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a low voice, using the Bitter Crossing Mystic Light to pull the golden mace that had been thrown into his hand.

"clang!"

The golden mace accurately deflected the ape demon's fatal stab aimed at its neck, sparks flying everywhere.

At the same time, he twisted his body and kicked to the side, stepping on the edge of the heavy shield that Xiong Shan was charging towards, deflecting the terrifying momentum and using the force to slide backward, trying to avoid the vulture demon cultivator's sharp claws.

Just then, an arrow was already at him. Jing Yu dodged to the side, his movements momentarily halting.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the vulture demon cultivator's iron claws were already above his head, and the ape demon's blade light once again clung to him like a leech. The black bear adjusted its stance, and its heavy shield swept across again with the sound of wind and thunder!

For a moment, Jing Yu was tightly entangled by the four demon cultivators and trapped in a dangerous siege. Although he was incredibly brave and charged left and right, his hammer shadows and fist winds stirred up the seawater around him, he was unable to break free from the combined attack of the four demons.

"These four demon cultivators are no ordinary beings!" Jing Yu thought to himself in surprise.

With the superior status and divine abilities of his own bloodline, even those with the same perfect Mahayana physique are worlds apart. Against ordinary demons, Jing Yu can cut melons and vegetables with ease.

These four demon cultivators were not only all of different species among the demon race, but their bloodlines were not much inferior to those of pure-blooded true dragons. Moreover, they were skilled in martial arts, and each of them had obviously achieved great success in the [Law of Skill]. Even in the modern world, they would definitely be top-tier geniuses among body cultivators.

It can be said that each of these four demon cultivators posed a threat to Jing Yu no less than that of a [Second Tribulation Loose Immortal].

Even Jing Yu felt a slight pressure.

Unexpectedly, the four demons who were besieging them were already terrified. All four of them were top-notch disciples of the Golden Immortal lineage of the demon race. In this demon refining world, apart from Bai Zhaoyue of the Dragon Palace and Yuan Jiqing of the Ancestral Demon Hall, they had almost no rivals.

With the combined power of the four demons, even Yuan Jiqing could only manage to remain undefeated at best!

Could this dragon boy in front of me possibly be compared to Yuan Jiqing, the true disciple of the Demon Lord?

Doesn't that mean it might also be a prized disciple of one of the dragon lords?

If this dragon descendant is injured here, will the dragon race seek revenge when we return to the mortal world?