Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

The demon raised his head with a wild laugh, enjoying the wailing and painful groans that continued to come to his ears.

In his excitement, he did not forget to raise his hand and sprinkle out little bits of magic light, which fell on the ground of the Hanging Hill Island.

After these magic lights landed on the ground, they quickly grew and took shape, transforming into demons.

However, these demons are just fabricated. Apart from possessing a very strong recovery ability, there is nothing special about them.

If used against slightly stronger monks, these demonic soldiers would be completely useless.

But it is the perfect killing tool for harvesting the lives of civilians on Hanging Hill Island.

As the demon god moved his mind, these demon soldiers quickly scattered, searching for all living lives on the island.

The demon will not stop until the painful wails in his ears stop.

"Damn bastard!"

Su Zhirou also noticed the actions of the demon god. Looking at the scene of the demon soldiers rushing into the homes of the people on the island and slaughtering them, she couldn't help but let out a low growl.

In a rage, Su Zhirou raised her hand and slashed out with two moon-light strikes. The two quick, accurate and ruthless strikes directly cut the two Huang brothers who were in a bad shape not far away in half.

Dark blood spurted out, and the two brothers of the Huang family fell down.

"Tsk, if you want to attack me, you'd better consider your own weight first."

The devil sneered, and without even looking, a bit of demonic energy flew out from his fingertips.

The evil energy quickly rushed into the bodies of the two Huang brothers, but this did not allow them to recover.

The evil energy directly pulled the bodies of the two Huang brothers together, causing them to overlap and gather together rapidly. Painful screams were heard from the evil energy clusters.

"no, do not want!"

"Brother!"

The strange and inexplicable sound of breaking bones, accompanied by the wailing of the two Huang brothers, gradually returned to silence.

With a bang, the black air mass exploded.

A huge monster made of strange shapes appeared in front of Su Zhirou.

This monster looked like a huge ball of flesh, with two faces in the middle that seemed to have been forcibly blended together.

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to see that these are the faces of the two brothers from the Huang family.

The limbs of the huge meat ball were made up of the hands and feet of the two brothers. Their strong bodies, which had been cultivated for many years, were completely integrated together at this moment.

"Roar!"

With a roar from the two broken faces, the huge fusion monster rushed directly towards Su Zhirou.

The loud sound of the tiger's roar frightened Su Zhirou so much that she had no time to think about anything else and tried her best to resist.

Just as the mana shield was opened, the roaring huge meat ball hit the shield directly with both palms.

There was a crackling sound and before Su Zhirou could come to her senses, she was knocked away by the huge force.

This tremendous force actually knocked her out of Hanging Hill Island.

Only with the timely intervention of everyone on the spirit boat were they able to help Su Zhirou stabilize her body and get her back on the spirit boat.

"cough!"

When Su Zhirou landed on the ground, a large amount of red blood gushed out of her mouth. She couldn't help but half-kneel on the ground.

The strength of the Huang brothers after their forced fusion is not at the level of one plus one.

The devil used his evil energy to forcibly fuse the two into one, and the physical strength of the two was instantly superimposed and amplified.

At this moment, relying solely on their physical combat power, the two brothers of the Huang family are enough to crush ordinary immortal masters.

For someone like Su Zhirou who has just entered the realm of Immortal Venerable, she would have no chance of defeating this ball of flesh.

"Zhirou, let's evacuate first!"

Hua Manyu helped Su Zhirou up with a distressed look on her face and spoke anxiously.

If they continue to stay on this Hanging Hill Island, death will surely await them.

Although she was worried about Yifeng's safety, Hua Manyu believed that if Yifeng came out and saw that something had happened to them, he would find it hard to accept it.

"No, no..."

Su Zhirou wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and raised her head with great effort to look towards the sky above Hanging Hill Island, where a mass of flesh was constantly spewing out devilish flames and burning down houses.

Whether it was because Yifeng had not yet walked out of the inheritance site, or for the sake of the innocent people on Xuanqiu Island, she absolutely could not retreat like this.

Just as Su Zhirou made up her mind, she suddenly felt a faint burning sensation in her wrist.

Looking down, she saw a string of rosary beads given to her by her sworn brother Su Yunshan emitting a faint light.

"Zhirou, take care of yourself, your brother is on his way."

As Su Zhirou stared, Su Yunshan's voice came from the rosary.

A gentle energy emanated from the rosary and flowed into Su Zhirou's body, quickly restoring her previously lost magic power.

At the same time, the rosary beads automatically dispersed from the wrist, transformed into a green jade sword in the light and fell into Su Zhirou's hand.

As Su Zhirou picked up the long sword, her magic power subconsciously flowed into the sword, and an extremely strong sword pressure emerged.

"Thank you, brother."

Su Zhirou whispered, staring at the jade sword in her hand. The sword pressure emanating from it was enough to prove the extraordinary nature of this sword.

In particular, her magic power was extremely compatible with this sword, as if this sword was created for her.

Su Zhirou understood that this was also a backup plan prepared by her sworn brother Su Yunshan in case she was in danger.

When she was hit by that palm strike just now, Su Zhirou vaguely felt a gentle force that offset most of the force for her.

Otherwise, Su Zhirou’s injury would definitely not be as simple as spitting out blood.

"I understand what you mean, but I can't let him do whatever he wants here."

"Your cultivation is low, so take the others and drive the flying boat away first."

Su Zhirou gave the instructions with a solemn look, and then flew up with the sword in hand without caring about Hua Manyu's reaction.

He swung the jade sword in his hand, and every strike of the sword could create a green sword pattern that attacked the huge mass of flesh.

"Heh, good time."

The demon god couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Su Zhirou advancing instead of retreating.

With a point of his finger, the mass of flesh that was wreaking havoc on the people in the air came towards Su Zhirou.

Facing the constant harassment of the sword patterns, the meat ball was fearless and didn't even think of dodging. It just charged forward directly.

The moment the sword pattern came into contact with the flesh, it easily penetrated his body, bringing out a large amount of blood.

Su Zhirou's pretty face showed joy when she saw this, but it disappeared in the next second because of the scene before her.

Even though the sword marks could cause damage to the flesh, the sword wounds would recover within a breath.

No matter how many sword marks Su Zhirou made, she could not cause any real damage to the flesh ball.

But fortunately, this powerful recovery ability is not without dependence, and the demonic energy in the flesh ball is also being consumed rapidly.

"Keep fighting, and quickly lure over the guy I really want to see."

The demon god who was observing all this in mid-air had a strange smile on his face.

Although Su Zhirou is an immortal cultivator, she is nothing to the demon god, and he has no interest in her.