The two strongest cultivators of the Twelve Stars joined forces, and Luo Changfeng was suppressed in an instant. Before he could retract his sword, the behemoth of the main body of the Heavenly Dragon opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Luo Changfeng was as crazy as a demon, and he glanced sideways fiercely.

In the face of a giant dragon whose size was comparable to that of a heavy mountain, he did not dodge or dodge, and flipped the blade of the butcher's knife and slashed away......

There was a heavy rain between heaven and earth.

The dripping raindrops are countless dense rain lines, and it seems that the void is filled with rain lines, like a rain line forest.

The moment Luo Changfeng's horizontal knife slashed out, the blood-red sword of a hundred zhang suddenly cut off countless rain lines that poured straight into the void of heaven and earth and fled into the distance.

The dragon, with its bloody jaws wide open, glared angrily at the sword light that slashed at itself.

The cultivation of Draco Star is not inferior to that of Demon Star, but when it comes to physical strength, he knows that it is slightly inferior.

He had just seen the power of the butcher knife with his own eyes, and he was not 100% sure that he would take this knife as hard as the Heavenly Demon Star, so he chose to avoid its edge.

The dragon's tail swings.

The lush and dense woods around the temple were beaten by the rain, and suddenly a green leaf broke from the stem of the leaf and flew up in the terrible rainstorm.

One leaf flies, and then ten thousand leaves fly.

The dense green leaves are like thousands of colorful butterflies flying around, so spectacular!

It turned out that there was a hurricane in the torrential rain.

The dragon flicked its tail, and there was a strong wind in the void, so the chaotic leaves covered the sky and the clouds. The dragon itself took this opportunity to turn into a point of light and disappear, hiding in the void and nowhere to be found.

After the dragon disappeared, a hundred blood-red blades followed. The blades destined to cut through the sky drove the bees and butterflies to chop through countless rootless leaves, and then disappeared like passing meteors.

There was a dull sound of collapsing mountains in the ears of everyone in front of the temple, and the sword was not on the green hill behind the temple, and the green mountain was broken.

……

The first knife of the butcher's knife, Tianwei died.

The second knife of the butcher's knife was broken.

Luo Changfeng never had a chance to make a third sword, because the Heavenly Demon would not allow it.

No one in this world can resist the blade of the butcher's knife with his body several times in a row, and the Heavenly Demon Star has become holy in the flesh, and he can't endlessly resist the bloody demonic qi of the butcher's knife that is contaminated with countless bloody souls.

If you cannot resist it, you need not resist it.

The Demon Star thought so. As long as you can stop Luo Changfeng before he strikes the knife, why should he be afraid of the power of the butcher's knife?

……

The sound of the green mountain breaking reached his ears, but it was the figure of the Heavenly Demon Star Giant who arrived faster than that.

The two-star Heavenly Demon, whose body size was several times that of the ordinary people, was superior to the star lord of the same realm in terms of strength and speed, stepped through the void and deceived himself in an instant.

With a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, he was protected by an unknown enchantment, looking at Luo Changfeng who was quite surprised. He stretched out his arm and shook it, and the Heaven-Opening Giant Axe flashed in his hand, and then slashed head-on.

The two are close to each other.

The movement was so slow that Luo Changfeng even saw the beautiful picture of chasing the dripping raindrops and splitting them when the blade of the giant axe fell.

It was a trance-like image.

Suddenly, raindrops dripped into the blood-filled eyes, and suddenly Luo Changfeng, who felt the axe was pressing, and a wisp of silver hair was silently cut off and flew in front of his eyes.

Looking at the falling silver hair across his eyes, Luo Changfeng trembled.

He didn't know what had happened in the moment that would make him trance.

He just glanced at the Demon Star.

Surrounded by demonic energy, he couldn't imagine the almost strange method of the Heavenly Demon Star.

In a trance, he found that the Heaven Opening Giant Axe in the Heavenly Demon Star's hand had fallen.

The bursts of bloody demonic qi that lingered around his body were blasted away by an axe, and Luo Changfeng, who had been hit hard, felt hot in his heart, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He was not crushed by a single blow, and the butcher knife demonic qi carried the power of an axe, and the moment he received was enough for him to meet it horizontally.

Then the dim void of the torrential rain rippled with terrifying ripples, which were the terrifying power aroused by the mutual impact of the butcher's knife and the heaven-opening giant axe......

The black-shirted and silver-haired Luo Changfeng retreated violently in the infinite spreading ripples, his feet slashed across the void, the frictional sparks in the rainstorm flashed, and where his feet stood, the walls of the Void Realm collapsed one by one.

Circles of visible cracks appeared behind him, and the spatial boundary wall shattered like a bronze mirror, and Luo Changfeng stopped his regressing body.

With silver hair dancing like needles, he didn't seem to have the slightest pain, and the demonic energy eroded his heart and nourished his body, and he had long forgotten what pain was and what scars were.

All he remembered was that the butcher's knife needed to drink blood!

And all he wants is revenge!

The words "Falling the Stars" kept echoing in my mind, like a talisman.

Luo Changfeng, who had blood stains on the corner of his mouth, glared at the Heavenly Demon Star fiercely, no matter what method Fang Cai's strange glance was, he would not let the other party have a second chance to use it.

Because he has gone mad.

He tore through his voice and slashed with all his cultivation blades.

He wanted to slash a third time.

But when he raised the butcher's knife, he was hit by a tornado hurricane that swept mountains and seas.

A hurricane of unknown strength swept him up into the sky.

Deep in the center of the hurricane, his body and mind were like knives, and he clearly heard that Luo Changfeng, whose bones were shattered by the bone-penetrating wind knife, was struggling like dying, but he was never able to break free from the hurricane's trap.

He suddenly heard the dragon groan.

The bloody eyes looked up, and saw the Heavenly Dragon Blood Basin in the hidden space biting from its mouth...... Only then did he realize that it was not the hurricane that trapped him, but the dragon.

It turns out that Draco has already been ambushed!

……

There are countless eyes around the temple, and there are also countless eyes on the top of the mountain on three sides.

The torrential rain washed away the fog in the green mountains and also dispersed the hurricane. The wind marks faded, and the dragon body hidden in it emerged.

In the midst of countless sights, the dragon was entangled with Luo Changfeng, and the dragon's head looked back, and the dragon's mouth that could swallow a human-sized dragon mouth showed its fangs, which was extremely terrifying.

Fighting with each other, Long Xing, who has a very tacit understanding with the Heavenly Demon Star, naturally didn't want to swallow Luo Changfeng alive.

He opened his mouth and bared his fangs, and he also spat out a raging fire.

This fire is unusual, it is the unique dragon yuan of the Draco Star.

As the saying goes, the spirit of the fire is tempered.

Draco used its body to trap Luo Changfeng, and in front of everyone's eyes, he wanted to calcine his Yuan Shen so that it would never be resurrected......

Seeing this scene, Jun Zeyu, who had been standing quietly behind Liancheng Jue, frowned slightly.

Obviously, this is not the ending that King Dongchuming wants to see.

Whether it is for the battle of the Holy Sacrifice Ceremony or for Luo Changfeng himself, Jun Zeyu is unwilling to accept the abrupt end of his former comrades' lives.

Even if the friendship between them is only in the past.

Looking at Luo Changfeng, who was entangled by the dragon in the rainstorm and suffered from the punishment of the fire and the primordial god, Jun Zeyu secretly clenched his fists.

He was asking himself, was that the end of it?

……

"Is this the end?" Luo Changfeng, who had been burning his body from the fire and refining the Yuan God, was also asking himself. The endless pain made him find some sanity in his demonic nature, and he was pressing himself.

No!

This is not the end!

This shouldn't be where he belongs!

The deep vengeance of the blood sea in the academy has not yet been avenged, and the twelve stars of the heavens are still alive so dazzlingly, and there are senior brothers...... Senior brother is watching himself in the dark!

How can you be willing?

How can you just die?

The pain of Luo Changfeng's torn spirit invaded his whole body.

His hands, clenched on the butcher's knife, even began to tremble.

He was very uncomfortable.

His primordial spirit is fused with the Huanhua Washing Sword Catalogue.

The moment it was calcined by the fire, the countless ancient famous swords in the sword washing diagram became red and restless.

From this, the imprint of the remnant image of the sky appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The mark became more and more red, as if it wanted to burst out of the center of the eyebrows.

This long ordeal gave him a premonition of imminent death, and he felt that the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram would be calcined out and separated from the Yuan Shen.

He could no longer bear the pain of the calcination of the Yuan Shen, and he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and a red light burst from his eyebrows.

The red light passed through the fire.

In an instant, it pierced through the giant mouth of the heavenly dragon spitting fire and shot straight into the sky.

The dragon's roar sounded again in heaven and earth.

It was a terrible and painful dragon groan.

When the dragon's chant reached the ears of everyone in front of the temple, under the countless gazes, the dragon suddenly shook its huge body, struggling in pain in the void, as if it was pierced by the red light through its throat.

Draco was really pierced through his throat.

Because it wasn't an ordinary red light, it was a sword, an ancient sword that had been sealed for countless years by the Huanhua Wash Sword Diagram.