The gigantic Kiki flies uncontrollably upside down into the sky, much like the villain in some anime who turns into a meteor disappearing every episode.

This throw, if it is placed in the discus throw event of the Olympic Games, will inevitably wet countless spectators.

Without him, it's really a long throw from the mountain god who is too domineering!

Combined with its practical significance, it is not impossible for the images intercepted in this throw to appear in future history textbooks, and it has derived a series of analytical questions that will make candidates almost collapse.

When someone needs to stand up and race against time, it is this giant hero who appears on the stage, doing his best to turn the tide with his last bit of strength!

For this alone, in the future, Lingyun Mountain incense will be prosperous, and the probability of achieving immortal books will increase several times or even dozens of times.

The Holy Son, who was thrown out by the huge force, was stunned, or dizzy, so he didn't even shout the classic line "I will come back".

To be reasonable, this kind of feeling of being turned into a meteor is really uncomfortable, if it weren't for the fact that the Holy Son has a poor bloodline and is quite strong, maybe he would have fallen apart while spontaneously combusting now.

After being a meteor for more than ten seconds, the Holy Son, who was almost thrown off the shoreline, shuddered suddenly, stretched out his wings and stopped his body.

"#@!%&*~..."The Holy Son, who felt that his face was dull, suddenly spat out a fragrant mouth, and opened his mouth to say a series of greetings from the demon clan.

Well, this oral work should be more familiar than some trainees who claim to be able to rap!

It's no wonder that the Holy Son is so angry, it's really embarrassing, he was actually thrown out like garbage by a defeated general of his own.

Needless to say, because of such a dozen strokes, the breath that touched the ceiling just now broke the boundary!

Even if it is far away, as long as you are not blind, you can see clearly in the dark night the pillar of spiritual energy that runs through the sky with Lingyun Mountain as the center.

That extraordinary coercion and momentum are not much more than that of the Holy Son, and even more vast and far-reaching!

"It's really unlucky!" the Holy Son scolded secretly, but soon his eyes burst out with a strong battle intent.

Everyone is the combat power that has broken the ceiling of the mortal world, who is afraid of whom?

It's hard to fight hard to get invincible at this moment, if you don't even have an opponent who can fight, wouldn't it be a pity, what deeds should the descendants of the demon clan take to sing praises in the future?

Boom!

The air burst suddenly, and the Holy Son urged his wings to shuttle for dozens of miles in an instant, reappearing in the sky above Lingyun Mountain.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ~~~

The Holy Son was settled, and above his head was the sword chant that resounded through Qingyue, but he saw that tens of thousands of sword lights were falling in a torrential rain.

The sword intent contained in each sword light was not under the sword of Chang Heng Zhenren just now, and these tens of thousands of sword lights were still under the exquisite control, forming a rather mysterious star sword array, which was linked from end to end, endlessly.

If you want to break this sword formation, the only way is to resist hard and destroy every sword light.

"Carving insect skills!" The Holy Son didn't care, but in fact, he raised his spirit, condensing his demonic energy and planning to fight hard.

In terms of recklessness, the demon clan has never been false, and with the blood of ancient fierce beasts, he can do whatever he wants!

Bang bang ~~~

The fierce collision sound continued, the sword light cracked and dissipated, and at the same time, the demonic energy was also cut and crushed.

Rumble!

There was a thunderous explosion, and a blue thunder pillar the thickness of a water tank struck down without warning.

The Holy Son unhurriedly raised his head and spit out the demonic qi mass, and hedged against the thunder pillar.

Crash!

The thunder pillar was in vain, and four vivid flame dragons rose from the ground, roaring and devouring the Holy Son.

The Holy Son waved his wings against the Yan Dragon, and the demonic energy in his body burst out, annihilating the Yan Dragon in an instant.

Laugh at~~~

As the Holy Son crushed the Yan Dragon domineeringly, an invisible wind slashed coldly towards its abdomen.

Obviously, the thunder pillar and the flame dragon in front were just a cover to attract attention, and this invisible Gangfeng was the killing move.

In a hurry, the Holy Son adjusted his lower body slightly, and used the hard bone spurs on his wings to resist the gangfeng.

The bone spur left a white mark and no physical injury.

"Don't use this childish technique to tempt you!" the Holy Son smashed the last sword light, roaring angrily and swinging a claw in the direction of the Heaven and Earth Temple.

A figure flew up from within the Heaven and Earth Temple, unhurriedly raised its long sleeves, and moved a little farther away towards the claw shadow where the demonic energy was raging.

"Break!" A light drink seemed to be nothing, and the claw shadow froze for a while, and then vanished.

Unsurprisingly, the Son crossed his wings in front of him and slashed down.

Two black-purple crescent air blades overlapped and struck out through the air, the speed was not fast, but everywhere it passed, it was as if the night had been swallowed.

"Break!" was still the same light drink, and even the tone was exactly the same.

The qi blade disintegrated inch by inch, and it was impossible to pass past this figure at all, causing even the slightest damage to the Heaven and Earth View behind it.

……

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have been competing for dozens of rounds, and various spells and supernatural powers have emerged in an endless stream, and it can really be said that gods and demons are dancing.

This dazzling fighting method will definitely be included in the most valuable audio-visual materials, and it will be taken out and explained frame by frame when the Daomen cultivates newcomers in the future.

At the foot of Lingyun Mountain, the students in the Taoist Academy are undoubtedly lucky, because they will not die in the catastrophe, and they are fortunate to witness this battle with their naked eyes.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as they comprehend one out of ten or two, they will all make great achievements in the future, and no matter how bad they are, they will also be the mainstay of the Daomen.

"Remember your powerless mood now, and turn this unwillingness into motivation for cultivation! This time it was Xuanwei Daoyou who sacrificed his life to stand up, what about next time?" a director of the courtyard said in a deep voice, looking at the sky with eyes full of sorrow and helplessness.

"The inheritance of my Dao Sect is still unending, not only because of the emergence of a saint like Xuanwei Dao Chang who is enough to overwhelm a lifetime, but also because there need to be a mortal son to pass on the deeds and teachings of the saint!

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

"Keep your eyes open and keep every moment in your mind! This kind of realm of fighting may not be seen once in a thousand years, you are lucky!" Most of the instructors repeated words like these, their eyes unblinking as they witnessed this shocking duel.

All the students looked at the sky with different expressions, some with fear, some with longing, some secretly pondering, and some quietly sighing......

This moment may dictate what path they will take in the future.

It is destined that some people will lose their hearts, or give up their spiritual path, or rush their lives without attaining anything.

There will definitely be people who will forge ahead and one day take over the banner of the Daomen.

However, everyone present will probably never forget the battle in front of them for the rest of their lives, and will sing it for generations!

At this moment, it is destined to be a legend!