At the top of the heavens, the demon path collapsed, the sword path fell, a great war that shook the ancient and modern, the first martial god in the heavenly realm, and the legend of the sword in the world fell together.

Even the gods did not expect the end, and no one could believe that the undefeated Hades had died in battle.

In the temple, after the fall of the Hades King, the enchantment disappeared, and Concubine Luo stepped out, looking at the vast and boundless Seven Heavens in front of her, with a different color on her face.

If Hades is dead, then this world will probably be in chaos.

In these days in the temple, she can clearly feel the power of many gods and demons in the Seven Heavenly Realm, before there was Hades~ shock, the gods surrendered, and now that Hades has fallen, how can these powerful gods and demons be in peace again.

She and Ziyi had to plan ahead.

In the temple, Xia Ziyi, who was dressed in a dark robe, slept for many years, turned into a Taoist in the past, and saved his life with the help of the Hades King, but he never woke up.

Concubine Luo turned around and returned to the temple, looking at Xia Ziyi, who was always unconscious, her eyes were full of tenderness.

No matter what, she had to guard him.

At the same time, in the world, on the banks of the retrograde river, where the sword rises and falls, the reincarnation of a hundred generations, only the sword, the world follows.

In the blink of an eye, another fifty years had passed, and Ning Fan's cultivation had gone one step further and officially entered the Heavenly Dao realm.

The long white hair is so dazzling, after the change of heaven and earth, Ning Fan's Shouyuan consumption is extremely intense, although his cultivation is increasing day by day, it is difficult to make up for the loss of Shouyuan.

Thousands of miles away, on the Immortal Mountain, the moon spirit devoted himself to cultivation, cultivating for a thousand miles a day, and vaguely, he had to suppress Ning Fan.

"These two are really perverted. ”

On the banks of the river, Yin'er muttered softly.

I missed the best age for cultivation, but the cultivation speed can still be so amazing, it's really perverted.

On the side, Lime looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, but his expression was quite worried.

His longevity is consumed too quickly, and if the progress of the realm stops one day, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Rumble!

At this moment, thousands of miles away, thunder roared, and the catastrophe fell from the sky.

"It's broken again!"

Yin'er jumped up and exclaimed.

On the bank of the big river, Ning Fan, who felt that the moon spirit had broken through the realm, opened his eyes, and a sword intent soared into the sky.

Rumble!

In an instant, above the sky, thunder appeared at the same time, echoing each other from afar.

The two broke through the realm again one after another, and the clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the scene was spectacular and unusual.

Under the thunder, the two crossed the catastrophe at the same time, and the power was earth-shattering.

On the bank of the big river, Ning Fan held his sword and slashed away the clouds with a sword.

After a hundred years of cultivation, the cultivation has reached the Ming Dao realm, and the astonishing progress is no longer something that can be described by the word genius.

The memory fragments engraved in the depths of the divine soul began to regress, and under the heavenly tribulation, Ning Fan vaguely seemed to see something.

And above the starry sky, one after another Tianzun stood in the sky, thousands of notes, in the middle, the black air flow was surging, and the plague god stood proudly.

All the heavenly venerables in the world joined forces to trap the plague god, and at the forefront, the Changling female venerable cultivated to the limit, and the Nine Shades Devouring Heavenly Demon Sutra devoured the breath of a thousand venerables and suppressed the source of darkness.

The battle lasted for an unknown number of days, and the Heavenly Venerables in the world were seriously consumed, and even with the blessing of the light power of the Immortal Realm, they were gradually a little powerless.

The power of darkness is no longer what it used to be, and the cultivation of the plague god is rising day by day, and it is not far from the sixth realm.

The realm of creation, a new and untouchable realm, has not been reached by all the ancient monarchs.

On the starry sky, the battle is getting hotter and hotter, and the Changling Lady is close to contain the source of darkness, and in the distance, the falling stars are holding the divine bow, and the star marks are full of bows, aiming at the vital point of the plague god.

Not far away, Mu Qianyan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the dark source in front of him, his expression was solemn and abnormal.

It's really a monster, and I don't know how a person who knew his fate fought off the Lord of Darkness in the first place.

Immortal and indestructible, and so powerful that it is unshakable, if it weren't for the large number of them, this battle would no longer have to be fought.

In the center of the battle, the plague god's gaze swept over the heavenly venerables in the starry sky, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The ants have blocked him for so many days.

The plague god was distracted for a moment, and in the battle, the slender hand came to kill him, and the swirling demonic qi was like a stormy wave, and it was extremely strong.

The plague god came back to his senses, met it with one palm, and slammed down the Changling Female Venerable.

In an instant, in the distance, a cyan arrow light broke through the sky, and the arrow roared and pierced.

"Huh?"

The plague god turned sideways, avoiding the arrow light, his mind was undecided, the battle scene changed instantly, the black mountain white water, and the snow sword was coming.

With the sword as the pen and the sword intent as the ink, in a flash, the ink-colored sword light pierced the plague god's chest.

The plague god waved his hand, and the dark aura converged, violently dispersing thousands of sword lights.

After fighting for many days, the plague god became more and more impatient in his heart, and his left and right palms were combined, and the black air flow surged out.

In the battle, when the female honor, Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianyan and others saw this, their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately retreated.

The majestic and endless dark power was incomparable, and the Heavenly Venerables at the center of the battle were impacted, and the corners of their mouths were flushed.

"When this seat devours the last origin of the world, I will clean you up again!"

On the starry sky, the plague god glanced at the venerables who were forced to retreat, snorted coldly, and walked away.

"Can't let him succeed, chase!"

The female dignity said in a condensed voice, took a step, and quickly chased after her.

In the rear, Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianyan, Yi Xuanmiao and others swept out and followed one after another.

Ziwei Xing, under the catastrophe, Ning Fan's eyes became clearer and clearer, looking back at the two people on the shore, and finally saw the appearance of the two of them.

He could feel that they had been with him for years, but he had never seen them.

On all sides of the crape myrtle star field, the dark aura was permeating, devouring the origin power between heaven and earth.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the stars of life have turned into death stars, and the last pure land on earth will also disappear.

The plague god is surrounded by his body, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he is only one step away from the sixth realm.

Ziwei Xing, Ning Fan and Moon Ling, who were crossing the tribulation, suddenly condensed, and their eyes looked at the sky.

I saw that above the sky, the dark aura covered the sky and the sun, and it was so gloomy that it was difficult to breathe.

On the riverside, Lime and Yin'er saw the change in the sky, and their expressions changed.

Dark Forces, not good!

Lime stepped forward, the figure rushed to the sky, his hands twisted his fingers, and the lotus light around his body was flourishing.

The green lotus bloomed, blocking the spreading dark aura, and the corners of the lime's mouth overflowed with a little blood.

"It turns out that you are hiding here. ”

At this time, above the sky, a black-clothed figure appeared, and the plague god walked out, looking at everyone in the sky, with an indifferent expression.

Feeling the killing intent from the sky, Ning Fan raised his head and frowned.

Fan sword trembled, Ning Fan stepped on his feet, and his figure rose into the sky, preemptively.

"I can't help myself!"

The plague god raised his hand and slapped it with one palm, directly slapping Ning Fan who was rising into the sky.

With a bang, Ning Fan smashed into the river, and the waves gradually rose for several feet.

Thousands of miles away, on the Immortal Mountain, the moon spirit stared at the sky, and a different color flashed in her beautiful eyes.

At this time, on the void, one figure after another appeared, led by Nuzun, Luo Xingchen and others, and all the heavenly lords in the world chased after them.

"Yo, the fate of this life is really weak. ”

Luo Xingchen glanced at Ning Fan, who was slapped in the big river, and said with a smile.