Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Perhaps because of the heavy blow he delivered to Xia Wushuang, his movements are now somewhat sluggish.

His hands reached out very slowly toward the sealed heart.

Qingyou and Xiao Jin exchanged a glance and then jumped out.

This demon king must not be allowed to thrive.

If he gradually grows stronger, he will become extremely terrifying. Right now, it's just the Zixiao Sect that's suffering, but later all the cultivation sects will be in trouble.

All living beings under heaven will be affected.

They are not people who lack a sense of proportion. Xia Wushuang has temporarily restrained him. If they do not seize this opportunity to kill him...

Not worth the candle.

Qingyou flew out, her foot aimed directly at the heart.

That heart covered with talismans was incredibly hard; despite her immense strength, it didn't break at all.

It was still bouncing in the air.

Qingyou's feet kept kicking at that heart.

That heart was pounding wildly.

Gradually, a layer of black smoke gently enveloped the heart. It was probably due to this black demonic energy that the talisman on the heart began to fall off.

Qingyou's heart tightened, and she flicked out several seeds in quick succession.

The seeds fell around that heart and quickly grew into a fence.

That heart was suddenly and tightly wrapped inside this fence.

"receive!"

She shouted, and the heart wrapped in vines began to slowly shrink.

Qingyou's fingers cast a spell.

A pale green line runs from Qingyou's fingers to the heart wrapped in vines.

This line, endlessly flowing, pulsates with energy.

After a few breaths, Qingyou drew her sandalwood sword again and slashed fiercely at the vine.

The vine immediately tore apart, and the heart inside withered away. Even the talisman on it vanished.

Qingyou continued to thrust the wooden sword in her hand toward the heart.

That withered heart was instantly annihilated and reduced to ashes.

"what--"

At that moment, a scream came from behind her, filled with pain.

Qingyou quickly turned around and saw that the long sword in Xiao Jin's hand had already pierced into the demon king's brow.

Perhaps because of the missing one, the Demon King's power is now flowing extremely wildly.

Xiao Jin's longsword pierced his brow.

Where the sword tip touched, bursts of white light suddenly erupted.

Then, bursts of black demonic energy emerged from the white light, gushing out.

Xiao Jin took out his sword.

The white hole on the great demon's forehead grew larger and larger, and the black demonic energy emanating from it surged ever more violently.

Xiao Jin stabbed him several more times with his sword, in several places.

Large and small white lights began to appear on the Great Demon King's body, and black demonic energy surged forth from it.

"Bam—"

With a loud bang, the white light on the Great Demon King's body gradually separated from his body.