Airplanes!

The Grim Reaper and the Demon Scythe roared, and the scenes of the eighteen hells continued to disillusion in the void in all directions, and a statue of Yama Fa from the ancient hell filled a large area of the starry sky world.

Ten halls of Yama, each figure is ten thousand feet tall, towering like a mountain, crowded with the void, majestic and majestic, controlling the cycle of life.

Holding the scythe, Qing Yanghuan felt a cold aura from hell rushing into his body along his arm, but in an instant, he was fused and assimilated by the tolerance of the Heavenly Mixed Element.

The aura of the mixed yuan rushed out of his palm and circulated on the death scythe, completely isolating the cold aura and temporarily severing the connection with the eight-clawed demon lord.

"Reincarnation Judgment!"

The Eight-Clawed Heavenly Demon roared, and his Death God Demon Scythe had been cut off by the Terrans, and this was the first time he felt that the scene was out of his control.

Between breaths, the arm that was pierced by Qingyang Huan flickered with demonic flames, and the shattered demonic blood and flesh were once again integrated into the broken arm by him, and they were restored to their original state.

With the surging of his hideous claws, the demonic flames in the sky fell from above the nine heavens, and in the void behind him, a Yama Dharma Statue from the hell rose again from the starry sky.

One star after another appeared around him, as if in this instant, all the stars were pulled closer, surrounding the Hell Yama Dharma, and the majestic fall was overwhelming.

Thundered!

A Yama Dharma image is imprinted in the starry sky, and the supreme will begins to awaken, and each Dharma image is an immortal deity, more majestic and huge than the stars.

The ten breaths pressed down, directly annihilating the void, and the stars fell, washing over Qingyang Huan's body.

"How is this possible!"

"Terran Hell Yama Phase!"

"It's hard to see that the eight-clawed demon lord has entered the real eighteen hells, not that the hell has long been destroyed by the Garo clan!"

......

In the Wanyuan World, when he saw the Yama Dharma Appearance surrounding the starry sky of the heavens, he showed a look of surprise.

Generally speaking, except for the ancient gods, because there are too many myths left behind, they have become the objects of worship of the heavens and all races.

In addition, even if the ten thousand clans are branded with divine form, they will also imprint the ancestors of their own clan as a blessing of strength.

And at this moment, a demon powerhouse has derived a supreme law that belongs to the human race powerhouse, and this shock is no less than the horror caused by the appearance of the true god race before.

After all, this feeling makes people feel very abrupt.

Ten Yama Dharma Ministers came to the world, and the eight-clawed demon lord standing in the starry sky, like a god who controls the heavens, overlooking Qingyang Huan with cold eyes, a wisp of imperial power like the entire starry sky overwhelmed down.

The vastness of the emperor, like a storm and a fierce fire, swept the vast world, almost in an instant, covering this sea of stars.

This was 10,000 years ago, when he got the Demon God Scythe, he saw an afterimage at the end of heaven and earth from before the destruction of the eighteen hells in the early ancient period.

For 10,000 years, while refining the Demon God Scythe, he continued to engrave the Yama Law in the Eighteen Hell Destruction Scenes, creating his own unique half-step Emperor Record.

Hell Yama!

If he can go one step further and truly step on the throne, Hell Yama can naturally transform into a Godless Record.

"The miracles of the ancestors of the human race should not be engraved by you!"

Qing Yang Huan stared at the Yama Law Appearance that surrounded the heavens, and his eyes became cold, the Ten Yama Wheel Kings of Hell, he had seen a real person.

If he knew that the image he had left behind was actually engraved by the demon warrior into a law that could be transformed into an emperor with only half a step away, he didn't know whether he would be happy or angry.

Boom!

He reached out and plunged into the shattered void along the edge of a star, 'a spear' materializing from nothingness.

After all these years of cultivation, a spear has become more and more handy in his hand, and the mottled and simple spear body is engraved with crack-like lines, which looks like mottled rust from a distance.

With the war spear in his hand, the momentum on Qingyang Huan's body suddenly became fierce from Chaoyuan, and a wild and wild momentum arose.

The strong atmosphere of the wilderness is like the ancestors who came out of the ancient wild land in ancient times, and experienced the baptism of time.

Terran Ancient Soldiers!

On the starry sky, the heavenly powerhouses looked at the war spear in Qingyang Huan's hand, and vaguely heard a hum from time and space, and the savage aura washed away.

Boom!

The next moment, Qing Yang Huan, who was holding the war spear, stabbed at the eight-clawed demon lord.

Airplanes!

The tip of the spear pierced the void, crossed a heavy ripple, and descended in front of the Demon Lord in an instant, behind Qingyang Huan's walk, a large starry sky burst, the stars fell, the sky and the earth spilled blood, and the heavenly palace toppled.

This is a magnificent vision, which can only be born after the rear of the real combat power to the extreme.

With a flash of the king's spear, even the many powerhouses surrounding the starry sky felt that a flower was in front of their eyes, and a huge expedition seemed to be over.

The law phase in the sky froze in the starry sky, and the king spear in Qing Yang Huan's hand pierced into the chest of the eight-clawed demon lord.

Click! Click!

The next moment, the king's spear buzzed, bursting with a dazzling black light, and a trace of silk lines on the surface was like bursting bark, peeling off layer by layer, turning into a little bit of withered yellow sawdust flying in the starry sky.

The king's spear is broken!

Seeing the king's spear shattering like a flutter of leaves, the Divine Celestial Clan warrior on the Divine Clan's treasure ship carrying the bright feathers on his back had his eyes as bright as the Divine Sun.

"I don't think I can do it, and I want to pierce the defense of the quasi-emperor with the king's spear. “

"The Holy Son who was pushed out by the luck of the human race, but so, it seems that the luck of humanity has not completely recovered. ”

Seeing this scene, the martial artists of the heavens who were surrounded for a while had different expressions, but when most of the martial artists looked at Qingyang Huan, their expressions were vague, with an inexplicable divine light.

They came here to divide the luck, and the people who came out of the luck of humanity, even if they took a bite of it, it was not a small creation.

Of course, most of them didn't have the strength to get this creation, so they came here to see if they could pick up the leaks.

As the end of the epoch drew nearer, the battle for luck became more frequent.

"That's not right!"

Finally, there was confusion in the eyes of some warriors, it doesn't take so long for a king soldier to collapse, besides, Wang Bing is like a real king, even if it falls, there will be a vision left behind.

The king's spear, which was as heavy as the bark of a tree, revealed a more mottled and ancient appearance.

From the beginning it was like a bronze cast, but now it has become a rough stone, and even the appearance is a little unstraight, as if it is a stonemason in the wilderness, and it has not been finely polished.

In a short period of time, even a martial artist with insufficient strength noticed that something was wrong.

The king spear held in Qingyang Huan's hand is called a stone spear at the moment, and the rough substantive lines rub against the palm, and he is a little unsure.

Every time he felt that this was the change of the stone spear, there would be a surprise, so much so that now he didn't dare to determine whether this ugly appearance was the original appearance of a spear.

"This Spear ......"

The Eight-Clawed Demon Lord stared at Qing Yang Huan, his voice a little ethereal.

"Demon Slay!"

"Demon slaying?"

There was a hint of realization in his eyes, and the eight-clawed demon lord groaned softly.

"What a demon slayer!"

After the big crack spread all over the starry sky, it exploded with a bang, and all the shadows of the Ten Halls of Yama were annihilated in the starry sky.

The visions of the heavens shattered, turning into bits of starlight and rain, and the eight-clawed demon lord's chest was pierced by a stone spear. this

With the roar of the Eight-Clawed Demon Lord, the Heavenly Laws that surrounded him, the divine shadow of the Ten Halls of Yama, centered on the tip of the stone spear, burst into thousands of cracks like spider webs.

In the middle of a breath, the rift spread for tens of thousands of miles, filling the starry sky behind the eight-clawed demon lord.