Jingyuan was still thinking about what this breath was that was completely different from ordinary ghost energy fluctuations.

I feel like my internal organs have been severely damaged.

By the time he reacted, he had no power to fight back.

If Di Ming hadn't saved him at the critical moment, he might have died.

What does this energy fluctuation mean now?

Jingyuan's doubts were quickly answered.

A huge gust of wind suddenly blew up in the sky.

All the spiritual energy, fairy energy, demonic energy, and even the evil energy on the ghost's body seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand and mixed together.

In an instant, it gathered into an energy storm.

The originally arranged formation was blown away.

The people inside couldn't even utter a scream, but were thrown in and out of the ghost group and eaten up.

For a moment, the people above the abyss were wailing all over the place again, and it was too miserable to watch.

Po Jun didn't care about the life or death of others, and he didn't even pay close attention to the safety of everyone in the Extreme Region.

He just hugged Xiaobao tightly, waved the sword in his hand, and killed the ghosts that rushed towards him one by one.

Wei originally wanted to lead people to rush over to protect Xiaobao.

Seeing that Po Jun was protecting the people so tightly, he breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on dealing with the ghosts.

Among the four guards in Jiyu, Pojun has always been the most low-key.

On weekdays, he always hides around Di Ming like a shadow, making people almost forget his existence.

But it was only at this moment that Kewei discovered how strong Po Jun was.

I'm afraid, it's not much weaker than Master Jingyuan, right?

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Wei threw it away.

Now that life and death are at stake, the top priority is to wait for the Demon Lord and the Emperor to successfully repair the Tianzhu and survive this crisis.

Po Jun cleared out a large group of ghosts, but made no further moves. Instead, he looked up at the whirlpool with a solemn expression.

"Uncle Pojun!" Xiaobao suddenly saw something from Pojun's expression, and his little hands suddenly tightened his collar, "Uncle Pojun, is daddy in danger?"

Po Jun looked at Xiao Bao's anxious and frightened expression and couldn't bear it, and was about to say a few words of comfort.

But a huge roar was heard in the air.

Immediately afterwards, two figures, accompanied by countless ghosts, were seen falling straight down from the vortex.

Po Jun's expression changed drastically.

Xiaobao also shouted: "Daddy!!"

Di Ming and Jun Shitian fell into the air, but both stabilized their bodies.

But their appearance was indescribably miserable.

Both of their faces were pale.

Something dug out a big hole in Di Ming's chest.

It was dripping with blood, and you could even see the broken ribs inside.

Jun Shitian is not much better.

His body seemed to be intact, but there was a strong black aura lingering around him.

Anyone who is a demon knows that it is because the demon body has been severely damaged.

It can only be repaired by using the power of the magic source in the magic core.

This black energy is the source of evil that is repairing the body.

Once the source of magic is reduced, it is irreversible.

"Emperor!"

"Demon Lord!!"

"What happened?!"

Everyone below was screaming in panic.

When I looked up, I saw that the huge vortex was three times larger than before, and it had not been repaired at all.

But the emperor and the demon king were seriously injured?

But how could this happen?

Suddenly, a small, blood-red head poked out of the huge whirlpool.

Immediately afterwards, a humanoid creature about two meters tall emerged from the vortex.
Chapter completed!