One Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty-Three. There Are Many Heads, but Not Enough for Me to Fight

Everyone present was more or less affected when they heard the song of the Great Dao.

Feng Yunsheng, Nezha, Lu Ya Daojun, and the original heart demon were slightly affected, almost negligible.

But considering that they were just spectators and not facing Yan Zhaoge head-on like the Nine-headed Insect, Lu Ya Daojun and the original heart demon still had serious expressions.

As for the others, they all looked solemn when they saw Yan Zhaoge, who was still a Yuanxian with two flowers on his head.

This was no longer a surprise, but a terrifying thing.

The onlookers were like this, so it goes without saying that the Nine-headed Insect, who faced Yan Zhaoge's sharp edge, was like this.

The killer he used to turn defeat into victory was dissolved by Yan Zhaoge's Great Dao body.

However, because of the influence of the Great Dao Song, his reaction was slow.

Yan Zhaoge turned into nothingness and passed through the golden-red fire storm. His steps were not hindered at all. He instantly came in front of the Nine-headed Insect and slapped his opponent with one palm.

The Nine-headed Insect couldn't dodge, so it had to slightly turn sideways and raise one wing to block.

However, the moment the two sides came into contact, the virtual and real image around Yan Zhaoge suddenly disappeared, and the Supreme Dao body faded.

Instead, the body of the Nine-headed Insect showed a transparent image with blurred edges.

It was as if the two sides exchanged their own states in an instant.

But unlike Yan Zhaoge who had just used the Supreme Dao body to move freely, the virtual and real body of the Nine-headed Insect stood still at this moment.

His eyes were dull, as if he had lost his vitality and spirit in an instant, and was empty and confused.

"Hmm?" Lu Ya Daojun, Yuanshi Xinmo and others looked stern.

The Nine-headed Insect looked like a person below the realm of Qingjing Xuanxian, who was suppressed by the Dao Lunyin of Taixu Yuanxian, and was forced to fall into a state of lawlessness and emptiness!

Yan Zhaoge, a Yuanxian, actually forcibly suppressed the soul and thoughts of a demon clan great sage!

Fortunately, in just a moment, the Nine-headed Insect shook and was about to regain its entity.

His eyes, which had lost their focus and brilliance, trembled and regained their vitality.

But in this short moment, Yan Zhaoge had already raised his palm and smashed the Nine-headed Insect's Fatianxiangdi with one palm.

The huge nine-headed strange bird's light and shadow shattered, and a much smaller nine-headed bird appeared from it, which was the original form of the Nine-headed Great Sage.

Yan Zhaoge held the wing of the Nine-headed Insect tightly with his right hand, and then the Hunyuan Hammer appeared in his left hand and hit the opponent!

The eight heads of the strange bird howled in extreme pain in unison, but one head had been smashed to pieces by Yan Zhaoge's hammer!

"The second one." Yan Zhaoge said as the Hunyuan Hammer fell again, instantly smashing another head of the Nine-headed Insect!

The Nine-headed Insect roared and struggled hard.

Yan Zhaoge still held his wings tightly, and the feathers fell like rain as the two tore at each other with opposite forces.

The Nine-headed Insect exerted more strength and actually broke off one of its own wings!

He quickly retreated and tried to escape.

Although it was agreed that today's battle would be a life-and-death battle, the Nine-headed Insect no longer had the courage to fight Yan Zhaoge.

If they continued to fight, it would be a real life-and-death battle, and the only one who would die would be him, not Yan Zhaoge.

The Nine-headed Insect roared, and a rolling gale was raised, first blowing towards the Ascension Drum on Yan Zhaoge's head.

Then, his figure flashed, and there were many images in the void, as if he existed at any point in time and space.

The green light in Yan Zhaoge's pupils was outlined into runes, flashing non-stop.

He threw away the broken wings of the Nine-headed Insect, and at the moment when the Nine-headed Insect was desperately escaping, he already had another thing in his hand, and then he took the lead in offering it.

It was a wooden stick only three or four inches long, with three iron rings on it, flashing colorful brilliance.

"...Seven Treasures Golden Lotus!" Seeing this, some of the Buddhas in the Western Paradise could not help but blurt out.

The Seven Treasures Golden Lotus was the treasure that Manjusri Bodhisattva passed on to Jin Zha, which Yan Zhaoge seized when he captured and killed Jin Zha.

Lu Ya Daojun frowned immediately, and a faint rainbow light flashed on his body.

But this time it was Nezha's turn to sneer, stepping on the Wind and Fire Wheel to separate the battlefield between Lu Ya Daojun and Yan Zhaoge.

Others, the demons, the Nine Nether Demons, and the Buddhist masters were also ready to move at this moment.

They may have many contradictions with each other, but now because of the Wu Ji Xinghuang Flag, the Qinglian Baose Flag, and even because of Yan Zhaoge himself, they have all formed a camp.

But Feng Yunsheng and Wu Dang Shengmu also followed Nezha and went forward to stop the other party.

Yan Zhaoge seemed to be oblivious to the situation around him.

He raised the Dragon Escape Pillar, and the wooden stick grew in the wind and suddenly became bigger.

The three small iron rings on the wooden stick also quickly grew into three colorful light circles, which were thrown towards the Nine-headed Insect.

The Nine-headed Insect's eyes were bloodshot, but he was too injured to dodge and was caught by the light circle on the spot.

One light circle was buckled on his neck, making his remaining seven heads unable to move.

The second light circle was buckled on his body, and the last one was buckled on his two claws.

The Nine-headed Insect struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the colorful light circles were.

The next moment, Yan Zhaoge had caught up, swung the Hunyuan Hammer and hit it again!

With a muffled "bang", the third head of the Nine-headed Insect was smashed by Yan Zhaoge's hammer!

"So I said it before." Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "Don't run away until the end."

As he spoke, he kept his hand moving, and he swung another hammer to smash another head of the Nine-headed Insect.

The Nine-Headed Insect will not die until all nine of its heads are shattered. At this moment, four heads were smashed by Yan Zhaoge, and they were already dying. The remaining five heads all had more air coming out and less air coming in.

Even without the dragon escape pile, he would no longer have the power to resist and escape at this moment.

Even if Yan Zhaoge lets him go now, he will be seriously injured and die soon.

At this point in the battle, life and death have been decided, victory or defeat has been decided.

"Although there are many heads, they are not enough for me to hit."

Yan Zhaoge was not polite and gave another blow to completely kill the demon clan sage!

There was also trouble in the Middle Ages, and the Nine-headed Great Sage, who was rampant for a while, fell.

After Qu Su, the new generation sword Buddha of the White Lotus Pure Land, Yan Zhaoge used the realm of Taixu to kill the nine-headed worm of the demon clan again!

"I didn't expect that he actually had a dragon-escaping stake in his hand." Shadow Demon looked at the Nine-headed Great Sage who was beaten to death by Yan Zhaoge with a hammer, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fortunately, this thing is useless to me, otherwise I would I was afraid it would have been difficult to escape before.”

"Based on their relationship with the White Lotus Pure Land, it is naturally impossible for this thing to be borrowed. In other words, Jin Zha also died in his hands."

The original inner demon did not speak when he heard this, but just looked at Yan Zhaoge quietly.

He had previously planned to help Nine-Headed Insect and Qu Su, and secretly manipulated them. Looking at the world, no one was better at it than him.

It was a pity that Nezha had suffered a loss from him not long ago, so he kept a close eye on him. Yan Zhaoge himself did not have such obvious mental flaws as Nezha, so it was difficult for even the original inner demon to attack him.

"Today, I can see a lot of things..." The original inner demon was silent for a while, muttering to himself.