The demon has endless sadness in his heart, he has been in the world for eternity, and he is suddenly like an abandoned son of the Heavenly Dao, no matter how he struggles, he can't escape the suppression of the person in front of him.

If you didn't covet any Holy Spirit Body in the first place, how good would it be to directly take away that demon descendant?

It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world, life and death are only in a thought.

There are thousands of ways to inherit, but I chose a dead end.

Mo Di was extremely unwilling in his heart, roared, turned his head and left. The ghostly aura emanating from the Ghost Venerable gave him a sense of despair and trembling, a tremor from the depths of his soul, a true symbol of the threat of death.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed it with five fingers, took the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk in his hand, and said coldly: "It's not a compromise, it's cooperation." You have also seen the hole cards on my body, although they are in a weak state at the moment, but if I fight for my life, I can still drag you to the end. ”

At the same time, he raised his left hand, and there was a faint fluctuation of magic light.

Ghost Venerable's face changed slightly, and there was a trace of jealousy in his gaze staring at the left hand.

It was sealed with the pinnacle move of the Demon Clan, if Yang Qingxuan was completely reckless and released this move, and what kind of dark night pupil, the Truth Destroying Jade Seal and the like, he would really not be able to get any benefit.

Even annihilation is highly likely.

Moreover, the Ghost Venerable is a ghost emperor-level powerhouse who has been the lord of a thousand worlds for countless years, and his vague comprehension of the Heavenly Dao is still above the Demon Clan.

Knowing the matter of "luck" is related to the way of heaven.

Yang Qingxuan has gathered a large number of holy weapons, supernatural powers, chances, etc., at this moment, he must be a person with a destiny of heaven, and the destiny of heaven cannot be violated.

In any era, in any plane, in the long river of time, there will be continuous birth of powerful people who have suppressed the eons of eternity.

No matter how much advantage you have and how strong your talent is, once you stand on the opposite side of such a person, you will only have the only way to fall and destroy.

Ghost Venerable retracted his thoughts, and laughed: "Jiji, I know it's cooperation." I vouch for my credibility that there will never be a problem, you don't have to worry. ”

With that, he opened his hands and chased after the demon.

"Don't!ah——h

Mo Tu turned his head in horror, and was hugged by the ghost from behind, his right arm strangled his neck, and the skeleton bit down with a big mouth, and the inside was endless pitch black, as if leading to the Yellow Spring.

"Boom!"

The entire head of the demon was bitten off by the ghost honorable.

The rest of the body was strangled by the ghost venerable, and from the neck downward, countless cracks opened, and then exploded with a "boom", turning into endless soul light, and the dots were like fluttering away.

Green ghost fire erupted from the Ghost Venerable's eyes, and he roared, and a huge green sigil turned from the center of his eyebrows, heading towards the front.

The sigil rushed into the endless soul light, and suddenly cracked, turning into thousands of strange moths, scattering in all directions.

The moth was a large, gray-green color, with a magic eye-like pattern on its wings, and its wings flapped to attract soul light.

In an instant, each of them absorbed soul light on its wings, emitting a cold light, forming a sea of light that flew in the air.

The fluorescence of the demon's body was all condensed by the moth, and it did not disperse at all.

As soon as the Ghost Venerable changed his hands, thousands of moths turned into whirlpools and flew towards his mouth.

In an instant, it was sucked up, leaving no trace.

This is the end of a generation of holy demons.

Yang Qingxuan's heart swelled with strange feelings, no matter how talented you are, let you cultivate to the world, let you crisscross the past and the present, in the end it will just return to dust and turn into a touch of dust in this universe.

Thousands of years, thousands of ancient names, will eventually decay.

Yang Qingxuan sighed, feeling lonely in his heart.

At this moment, the ghost venerable who had absorbed the remnants of the demon soul stood there quietly, pinching his hands together.

The hollow eyes were filled with ghostly fire, like a bonfire burning, full of excitement.

The lines of the soul light turned green and attached to the pitch-black bones, and the whole figure showed signs of condensation. Sensen's ghost qi diffused from his body, and a hundred ghosts circled around him, and the coercion filled all directions.

Yang Qingxuan came back to his senses from his emotion, stared at the Ghost Venerable, became alert, and shouted a little jealously, "Ghost Venerable?"

"Hey, don't worry. ”

The green fire in the ghost honor's eyes was closed, and his hideous face was restored, and he laughed strangely.

A red tongue actually stretched out of the empty mouth, licked it a few times and retracted it, "It's really delicious, how good it would be to have more such holy demons." ”

Yang Qingxuan's head was full of black lines, and he said, "You should go back to the sword." ”

Green fire appeared in the eyes of the Ghost Venerable again, and he turned to the left, his gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of demonic qi, and he smiled fiercely: "Wait for me for a while, there is still a delicious food to eat!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand full of bones and moved forward a little.

Yang Qingxuan only felt the trembling sound of the Hundred Ghosts in his hand, and countless sword intent poured out, passing into the Ghost Venerable's fingers through the air, emitting a powerful green glow, forming a dazzling cross on his fingertips.

After the fall of the demonic body, the demonic energy on the three-headed and six-armed statue began to wilt, and the demonic light covering Yang Qingxuan continued to dissipate.

Although the entire hall was still shrouded in demonic qi and the formation was working, the vast demonic power was already disappearing.

Zhong Jie was the most sensitive to the magic power, and he was the first to sense the change, and his eyes widened in shock, staring at the magic light, trying to see the situation inside, but except for the surging magic clouds, he couldn't see the slightest thing.

I couldn't help but sigh and give up again.

At this moment, in the inherited magic light, a brilliant green light suddenly lit up, like a morning star piercing the night, emitting a slender cross light, traversing the heavens and the earth.

"What is this?!"

Everyone looked at the past in amazement, the cross green light was completely different from the demonic qi, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling, like two staggered swords, cutting the demonic qi.

"Whew!"

At this moment, the green light flashed, and a powerful sword qi shot out from the center of the cross light.

Everyone only saw the sword qi shuttling, wafting out a faint afterglow, which was so eye-catching in the pitch-black demonic qi.

Then the sword qi struck the object in front of it, exploding a dazzling bright light.

In the endless black demonic aura, under the green light, everyone could clearly see that the thing that was cut into by the sword was actually the three-headed and six-armed golem of the demon.

Under the effect of the sword qi, the face of the bronze statue became extremely hideous and terrifying, cracks appeared all over the body, like dark green cobwebs, and the entire golem emitted a trembling and humming sound, as if it was unwilling to roar.

"It's ...... Golem ...... Shattered?!"

Everyone looked at the cracked bronze statue in shock, their faces glazed.

Lan Ningxu's eyes flashed slightly, and he chuckled: "A multiple-choice question, it's made a proposition." ”

(End of chapter)