The most iconic Qinglong Giant Hall of Baili Cloud Palace turned into ruins in an instant, and there were millions of swords inserted in the ruins. At first glance, it looks like the buried sword mound in the seventy-two strange peaks of Kunlun.

In that sword mound, the backs of Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City had a unique artistic conception in countless sights. Under the clear sky, it was like a savior standing on the ruins of the end of the Great War and looking at the ruined mountains and rivers.

The eyes are full of gloom and a lot of emotion.

However, at this moment, the countless demon clan people under the Fusang tree did not have any intention to sigh, they looked stunned, and looked at the sword mound in disbelief, the sword mound that had not moved at all for a long time.

"Your Majesty, he ......"

"Holy dead?"

Prime Minister Ji Meng clenched his teeth.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor is a saint cultivator, and he categorically does not believe that he will die in the hands of the two descendants of the human race.

Behind the demon handsome white tiger, wings that could pull the wind and thunder of heaven and earth reappeared, and the tiger's eyes moved away from the ruins of the Qinglong Giant Palace, and landed on the two backs standing side by side, with surging murderous intent.

In front of him, which was also the closest place to the ruins of the Blue Dragon Giant Palace, the three alien powerhouses had a vague intention of retreating.

After planning a game for a long time, I thought that I could kill three birds with one stone, and by the way, I killed Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, and took away the Juntian remnant diagram that all the aliens were afraid of, but I never expected that the Demon Emperor's cultivation would be so vulnerable.

It can be said that everything is ready, but the east wind blowing is too weak to sail. So without knowing it, Jing Zhongyue took the two alien Tiance generals beside him and moved back half a step.

At the same moment, there was a sudden movement in the ruins of the Million Chaotic Sword.

A carved beam bounced up and flew out of a hundred zhang high, and I don't know where it fell. Immediately after that, in the ruins of the Qinglong Giant Hall, dozens of swords actually moved.

Everyone under the Fusang tree looked at him, and His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who was dressed in a big yellow python robe, was pierced through his body by dozens of swords, and he climbed up in embarrassment like ten thousand swords piercing his heart.

At this moment, Luo Changfeng and Mu Yun Sword City's expressions were solemn again.

Just now, the two of them teamed up to cast the Ten Mile Sword Forbidden and the Royal Dao Sword, and it can be said that they used ten percent of the cultivation of the Tribulation Realm, and they really had no reservations, and they didn't dare to have reservations.

They knew very well that ordinary means and attacks could not cause any damage to the Demon Emperor with a strong bloodline. Unexpectedly, dozens of swords broke the body, and the Demon Emperor was still nothing.

……

The Temple of the Four Elephants destroyed one of them.

Perhaps it was the low groaning of a million swords that dragged the wind to it.

The hibiscus tree sheds a few leaves.

The fallen leaves floated into the ruins of the Green Dragon Palace, and fell in an arc in front of the big yellow python-robed demon emperor with dozens of swords piercing the heart, and landed in front of his heels. So wisps of golden wind lingered from his feet, swirling around the demon emperor's body from bottom to top, lifting the yellow python robe, and dancing wildly.

The golden wind became tighter and more violent, haunting the Demon Emperor's body faster and faster, indescribably fast. So the sword that pierced the heart shattered silently with one another, turning into golden points of light, like an elf being dispelled by the golden wind.

At the moment when all the swords that pierced the Demon Emperor's body were completely shattered, the ruins of the Green Dragon Giant Hall suddenly sparked a circle of fierce golden ripples. Like the monstrous waves in the deep sea, the ripples uprooted the millions of swords that had been haphazardly inserted into the ruined earth, blowing away.

Those swords flew wildly towards the north, south, west, east, heaven and earth.

Some were inserted into the three halls of the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger Xuanwu, some fell into the Sun Moon Lake, and some stabbed into the bodies of many demon people who had no time to react and defend, and took their lives.

Wailing all over the wilderness!

Devastation!

The area around the altar of the Fusang Tree suffered a devastating disaster from the hands of the Demon Emperor in an instant.

Ripples and millions of swords passed head-on, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City waved their hands, brushed away the dust and smoke in front of them, frowned, and suddenly saw the golden light rushing into the sky.

That golden light exploded above the nine heavens, and a behemoth flapped its wings that covered the sky for hundreds of miles, and appeared in the sky!

That was the real body of the Demon Emperor, the Golden-winged Dapeng!

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The sunlight was obscured by inexplicable clouds, and the six-hundred-mile Jueyunling Ridge then fell into darkness, and then the wind surged in the sky after that.

The wind rises under the wings of Jinpeng, sweeps over the peaks of mountains and rivers, sweeps on the treetops of old forests, and ripples on the surface of rivers and streams.

At one time, between the countless tribal towns inside and outside the hundred-mile Cloud Palace City and the countless tribal towns scattered in the six-hundred-mile Peerless Cloud Mountains, millions of people of the Demon Domain looked up at the sky with surprise and suspicion.

They still don't know what happened in the Bailiyun Palace, but they saw the Venerable Demon Emperor His Majesty incarnate into the body, whether it was a busy old man, a child playing, a woman cooking and laundry, or a man who cultivated...... Millions of people are offering their most pious knees at this moment, bowing down to the golden-winged roc above the nine heavens in the midst of the raging winds.

……

"What happened?"

At the foot of the mountain outside the Jueyun Ridge, the strange wind set off flying sand and rocks, making Jiang Manlou, Mo Xiangqi and others gather together.

They looked at the gloomy sky from afar, and saw that the golden-winged roc opened its mouth, as if it was about to swallow the earth, mountains and rivers into its mouth.

……

Under the Hibiscus tree.

In the ruins of the Blue Dragon Giant Hall stood the Terran Twin Heroes.

Luo Changfeng already held the butcher's knife of the third divine soldier in his hand.

Muyun Sword City was holding the Trapping Immortal Sword that had killed stargazers.

When the Golden-Winged Dapeng opened a huge mouth that was enough to swallow the entire city of the Baili Cloud Palace, the two of them secretly urged the cultivation to the extreme.

……

There is a white robe with the figure of the fairy wind and dao bones, and silently walks on the green dragon platform.

In the trance and surprised eyes of Prime Minister Ji Meng, the old lady, the crown princess, and all the courtiers and all the people, Mr. Bai Zhiqiu, who was the master of the Demon Gate in the past and is now a five-hundred-year-old saint, walked forward calmly.

He didn't glance at the white tiger demon handsome, nor did he glance at the alien race of Jing Zhongyue and the two Tiance generals, Bai Zhiqiu was like a white feather in the wind, and quietly came behind Luo Changfeng and the two.

……

Luo Changfeng, who was observant, and Muyun Sword City turned back in unison.

Looking at Bai Zhiqiu, who appeared at some point, the two looked at each other in surprise, and then respectfully retreated behind him.

……

Bai Zhiqiu, who was out of the world in a white robe, handed the scroll in his hand to Luo Changfeng.

Rolled up the sleeves.

He looked up at the unfathomable mouth of the heaven-swallowing mouth.

In the next moment, Bai Zhiqiu's body turned into a milky white breeze, like a white dragon flying away.

In the countless eyes of the six hundred miles of Peerless Cloud Ridge, the white dragon flew into the giant mouth of Jinpeng Devouring the Sky!

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There was a rolling thunder in the sky that could no longer be seen.

It's like a big demon touching the wrath of the sky. The sound of the thunderbolt went from south to north, from east to west, and the thunder god was chasing all over the world.

At a certain moment, thunder from the four directions of north, south, west and east crashed together, and the drifting rain poured like a flood.

The raindrops hit the back of Jinpeng, flowing like pillars along the wings, and the six hundred miles of Jueyun Ridge were suddenly exposed to thousands of waterfalls.

……

The waterfall from above the Nine Heavens is extraordinary.

It drips through rocks, breaks trees, collapses houses, and even causes the 600-mile Juyun Ridge to collapse and collapse one after another.

As a result, the tribal villages and towns built along the mountains were buried by the mountains, the people fled, and the rivers were cut off...... The 600-mile Peerless Cloud Ridge has suffered the greatest catastrophe in thousands of years!

And the culprit who caused this catastrophe was the demon emperor Jin Peng, who was once respected by millions of people as His Majesty.

Unless the battle between the Demon Emperor and Bai Zhiqiu and the two saints came to an end, no one would be able to save them.

Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City are not good.

They have a weak heart.

Under the waterfall, the two of them withdrew their gaze from the sky, and then their eyes fell on the three aliens, including Jing Zhongyue.