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For several days and nights, the demon body passed by, but it did not hide its traces, but it kept traveling west, as if it wanted to leave the Central Domain.

The Sword Casting Villa posted a post to all the religions in the world, warning the news of Chilian's birth, and all parties were shocked and urgently gathered to discuss the matter of punishing demons.

The lessons of 4,000 years ago are vivid, and the great cause of demon punishment cannot be delayed, and it must be killed before this demon becomes a climate, and the fierce sword is resealed.

In just a few days, many great sects in Zhongzhou reached an agreement, and the army of demons gathered to punish the source of the world.

In the wilderness, the Sect Alliance marched to cut off the path of killing the body, surrounded by layers, leaving no way out.

At the rear of the coalition army, a man in palace clothes with an umbrella appeared, his face was like a crown of jade, his face was pale and pale, and he was equipped with a divine sword at his waist, and stepped forward step by step.

"Three Commanders"

The crowd bowed down to greet the man's arrival.

"Is this the contemporary Red Cultivation Demon, doesn't it look very good," Gong Wuxian said lightly.

The shrill voice and the feminine appearance without the Adam's apple fully indicate the identity of the comer, the head of the dark flower in front of the Xuanji Dynasty, and the palace has no trace.

"Three Commanders, be careful, the Sword Forge Master is defeated in the hands of this person," a powerhouse at the peak of the Three Calamities reminded.

"That old guy is too old, can he still wield a sword?"

Gong Wuxian smiled softly, immediately closed the red umbrella in his hand, raised his right hand, and said with a smile, "Kill"

At the sound of an order, the allied forces of the various religions surged, gathered the elite combat power of many great sects, and immediately killed them.

In the midst of the battle, the black-clothed and black-eyed demon body kills the body, his expression does not show any fluctuations, his black hair hunts with the wind, and his ruthless eyes reflect only the shadow of hell.

The demon body moved, and the fierce power on the red sword overflowed, and the sword opened the Huangquan Road, and the blood splashed dust in the blink of an eye.

The shadow of the killing, ruthless, silent, and senseless, the sword rises, the soul flies, the sword falls, and the spirit is scattered.

The sword of killing karma, the power is shocking, the nightmare of 4,000 years ago reappears, the devil shakes the world, the red practice leads to killing, a sword, a sword, the soldiers are destroyed.

At the beginning, the coalition forces that showed signs of rout were losing and retreating, and it was difficult to resist the might of the fierce soldiers.

"A bunch of waste"

Seeing this, Gong Wuxian snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the divine blade came out, and the dark gold sword forced out.

The demon body felt it, and returned to the sword to block the move, but when he heard a bang, the dust and sand in the wilderness flew, and in the dust, the two swords clashed several times, with firelight, killing light, and overflowing shocks.

"Washing the Sky and Welcoming the Moon"

The fast sword clashed several moves, the sword in Gong Wuji's hand turned, the move on the top of the furnace, the sword of the heavenly washing, and the move of the yin moon.

In an instant, the wind rose, the sky was full of gloomy air, rolling and rolling, and a cold and remnant moon loomed on the sword, and the sword came out of the cold and turned into ice.

The demon body blocked the move, and the moment the two swords collided, on top of the fierce sword, inch by inch of dark ice spread, reaching the right arm.

Yin poison enters the body, the demon body stagnates, and the sword is restricted.

"Let's Die"

The two swords were frozen, and Gong Wuxian left palm was huge, and one palm slapped the former Heavenly Spirit.

But I saw that the murderous aura around the demon body was crazy, the demon fire rose, and the sword blade turned and withdrew half a step.

"Demonic, Bloodflame"

The sword that turned back, the blood flame was like a wave, and the sword was slashed, and the eyes were full of shocking red.

Gong Wuxian answered, banged, the corners of his mouth were red, and he took a few steps back.

"Ugh"

Around the two of them, there was a miserable scream, and the aftermath of the blood flame was pervasive, destroying and decaying, and incinerating more than a dozen people.

Killing embodies the power of the devil, the most ruthless side of knowing fate, the demonized human nature, is undoubtedly shown at this moment, and the sword is there, leaving no soul.

The magic power was beyond imagination, Gong Wuji's expression finally condensed, and with a step on his feet, he jumped up, Na Yuehua's yin power, turned into a demon slashing move, and the sword blade turned, falling into the sky.

The demon body does not dodge or dodge, swings the sword to meet it, and in an instant, the furious waves of the wild lan swing away, killing karma, the yin force collides violently, the heaven and the earth are robbed, and the sand is like the sea.

The battle between the two powers, the catastrophe is vast, and the cultivation is slightly weaker, and it is difficult to bear the aftermath of this horror, and they have exploded one after another, staining the wilderness red.

"Devil, ridiculous!"

Gong Wuxian waved the Heavenly Washing Divine Weapon, making ruthless moves, forcing his life, and his feminine face was full of contempt and ridicule.

The clash of the fast swords, with a stabbing sound, the left arm of the demon body, the clothes were torn, and the killing body of Feng Yuan was lost, and the extreme speed was no longer there, and it was the first time that he fell into the disadvantage in the heavy killing game of the trapped life.

"Demonic Style, Heaven Weep"

The battle situation is stalemate, the demon body shows a trace of impatience, the red practice of the fierce sword is agitated, the blood on the sword is extremely bright, a little bit of brilliance, the blood becomes rain, the rain turns into ten thousand swords, and the crying sword sound cuts through the surrounding trapped and killing situation.

"Ugh"

The rain of swords fell, and within a thousand zhang, hundreds of figures exploded, and those who survived also vomited.

Gong Wuxian stepped around, avoiding the sword rain, however, the sword rain was thousands and difficult to avoid.

When there was no way to avoid it, the Heavenly Washing Divine Sword blocked the blood rain, and with a bang, the head of the dark flower took a few steps back.

"The waning moon is clear"

Unwilling to be defeated in the battle, Gong Wuxian used the top move of the furnace again, the yin qi on the sword turned sharply to the sky, and the shadow of the waning moon was transformed, gradually consummating.

"Waste Moves"

The demon body showed disappointment, moved, swords, blood and flames burned the world, and instantly slashed the waning moon.

Before the moon was perfect, the regurgitation tasted itself, Gong flew out without a trace, dyed his hair red, staggered a few steps, and vomited a mouthful of blood again.

"Three Commanders"

The besieging coalition of religions was shocked, however, the demon was not finished, and no one refused to back down, so they surrounded it again and punished the demons.

The mercy is no longer known to kill the body, the move is no longer merciless, the fierce sword in the hand moves with nature, the move is to kill, the sword is to kill.

In the tragic battle, justice is difficult to move forward, the bones all over the ground, and the sound of killing are difficult to stop the demon flames from burning the world.

The three thousand Demon Alliance's marching army fought until the heavens and the earth were dyed bright red, and the dawn of dawn was sprinkled from the east, and there were fewer and fewer people who could stand, and on the wilderness, corpses and bones were everywhere, and blood flowed and drifted.

The sky is getting brighter, the four wildernesses are desolate, and the disciples of the Great Sect who hold the heart of justice and demon punishment spill blood on the wilderness, and they can no longer walk back.

"Ugh"

A sword pierced the body, the magic power was agitated, the corners of Gong Wuxi's mouth were dyed red again, and he turned his palm to shake the former, and he didn't dare to fight anymore, and he stepped on it and quickly retreated.

The demon body did not chase it, waved his right hand, swung away the pool of blood on the sword, and then turned away, the cold wind at the end of his clothes rolled up a trace of dust and sand, and the sand was bloody, which had dried up in the night of killing.

Half a day later, the blue light converged, the butterfly appeared, looking at the desolation, my heart hurt, after all, it was still a step too late.

"Ning Chen, don't have an accident, Senior Sister will find you soon" Hua Zhongdie said heartbrokenly.

The next moment, the butterfly turned into light and chased towards the west again.

In the southwest of Zhongzhou, the space was stirred, and in an instant, a beautiful shadow walked out, and after watching, it went east.

The female Chang who came across the domain knew that the situation was urgent, so she didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurried to the direction of Bailu Academy.

When the sun turns in the middle of the day, before the academy, the streamers gather, and the distinguished guests finally arrive.

At the same time, in the central heavenly court of the Kaiyang Dynasty, a purple-red figure was half-kneeling in it, with a calm expression, and there was no joy or sorrow to be seen.

"Xuan Miao, your three brothers died in battle, and now, you are the only candidate for the next Kaiyang Emperor, don't let me down."

In the purple qi, Emperor Yuan opened his mouth and said lightly.

"Father Emperor Mingjian, when the son was awarded the crown prince, he should have told his father that the son had no interest in this throne."

Yi Xuanmiao's expression was unmoved, and he said calmly.

"Let's press this matter for the time being, and let's talk about it later, yesterday, news came from the Xuanji Dynasty that Chi Lian was born, and the sects have begun to act, and my Kaiyang Dynasty can't sit idly by, you go" Emperor Yuan ordered.

"Yes"

Yi Xuanmiao took the order, got up and retreated.

The fourth prince left, and in the purple air, Emperor Yuan opened his eyes and said calmly, "Someone is coming"

"Subordinate in"

As he spoke, a black-clothed figure walked out, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully,

"Follow the fourth prince and report his whereabouts at all times," Emperor Yuan said lightly.

"Yes"

The black shadow saluted again, and then the figure faded away and disappeared without a trace.

After the black shadow disappeared, within the purple qi, Emperor Yuan got up, walked to the front of the Central Heavenly Court, looked into the distance, a little light flashed in the old eyes, the sky in Zhongzhou has changed, this is the best opportunity for the Kaiyang Dynasty, it is absolutely impossible to miss it.

It's a pity that his three sons, I thought they could do more.

Among the four sons, in fact, Yi Xuanmiao is the one he admires the most, but he is most afraid of this fourth son, as the crown prince, he has no desire for the big position, and it is really not easy to control.

Bailu Academy, the woman often came, a letter was sent forward, and the old man who guarded the door saw it, and his eyes narrowed.

Extreme pen and ink!

"Please"

The supreme handwritten letter in the world can't be faked, and the elder immediately let go and no longer obstructed him.

In the pavilion in the lake, women often come, recalling the brilliance of Qingqiu's eyes, the breath of the book of heaven?

The academy has a scroll of the sun, so she is no stranger to the breath of the heavenly book, and the woman in front of her seems to have only recently obtained these powers, and she can't hide them well.

"Your Excellency?" Yi Qingqiu opened his mouth and said softly.

"The homeland of West Buddha, the ancient land of Changling, Changyue" the woman said calmly.

When Yi Qingqiu heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he turned out to be a person from the forbidden land of Xifo's homeland.

"Miss Changyue, I don't know what happened here?" Yi Qingqiu didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

"Soul Delivery"

The woman often stretched out her hand, the roulette wheel turned, and in the starlight, an illusory shadow gradually condensed.

When Yi Qingqiu saw the phantom face, he immediately stood up with a shocked expression.

"Please follow me"

After a brief shock, Yi Qingqiu quickly came back to his senses, didn't ask anything else, walked out of the stone pavilion, stood on the surface of the lake, waved his hand to separate himself from the water, and walked down.

The woman often followed, and walked to the bottom of the lake together.

Under the surface of the lake, the nine pearls turn together, fixing the body of the phoenix, and the brilliance is sprinkled, constantly maintaining the diffuse vitality of the latter.

The female often stepped forward, turned her palm Ning Yuan, pulled the soul of the soul in the roulette, and carefully injected it into the sleeping phoenix body.

After doing this, the woman often didn't stay any longer, said goodbye, and turned around to leave.

"Girl, can you tell me who he really is?" Yi Qingqiu said.

The female Chang stood for a moment and said calmly, "Eastern Regions Shenzhou, the Marquis of Great Xia, if you still want to know anything, when he wakes up, ask him yourself, he lost a soul, I hope the academy can help him find it, because this world owes him"

After speaking, the woman often said no more, walked away, and after two steps, disappeared and became invisible.

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