The picture of Zhuo Shiyan being beaten by the Demon Fist fell in the eyes of Yi Wushuang, but it was quite shocking, but it also felt normal, Zhuo Shiyan's combat power was really among the invincible powerhouses in the sect realm, and belonged to the level of the best, if there was no enemy in the ordinary sect realm, under this punch, I am afraid that even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured, and then lose his combat effectiveness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Knowing that Zhuo Shiyan had vomited blood, her injuries were not serious, so she turned her head and looked at the statue of the Demon God.

The eyes were cold, but the profound sword intent became more and more powerful and melancholy, almost condensed into clouds, rolling straight to the sky, at this moment, Wu Wushuang's Xiu Luo sword intent, really infinitely close to the sect master level sword intent, it can be said that it is very likely to break through at any time, and the whole person is like a peerless sword out of the sheath.

Shout!

When the sword intent of Shura was extremely aggressive, Wu Wushuang walked with him, and the sword walked quickly, and in an instant, he came to the body of the Demon God Statue, and then, without any fancy sword, slashed towards the Demon God Statue.

With the blessing of the sword step, the sword pressure was even more powerful and the power was even stronger, and it actually made the Demon God Statue produce a huge sword mark from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, almost cutting off the Demon God Statue with a sword.

But Jean Wushuang was a little surprised, originally worried that the Demon God Statue would be the same as the previous statue, with the ability of the Immortal Emperor, and come back, but it didn't, so what urged this Demon God Statue should be the Demon Dao Artistic Conception stored inside.

However, this sword also caused a certain impact on the Demon God Statue, but after shaking it, it still punched the sword to the sword.

The scope of the Demon Fist was really too large, and Yi Wushuang was too close to each other, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only raise the sword to fight horizontally, and with a sword of Zhong, Wu Wushuang was once again hit by the Demon God Statue and flew hundreds of meters, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

At the same time as Yi Wushuang flew upside down, Zhuo Shiyan, who was still bleeding from the corners of her mouth, rushed up again with a ghostly figure, and while the fist of the Demon God Statue was not withdrawn, the Demon Devouring Palm was fiercely imprinted on the Demon God Statue's chest.

Originally, Zhuo Shiyan's Demon Devouring Palm was mostly the same as the Demon Yuan Finger, causing some cracks in the Demon God Statue, but because the Demon God Statue had been recreated before, Zhuo Shiyan's Demon Devouring Palm was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and the cracks directly covered the whole body.

However, just like the sword that Wu Wushuang gave to the Demon God Statue, the Demon God Statue did not feel pain, and still felt nothing, and as a result, he slapped Zhuo Shiyan with one palm, but when he was halfway through the attack, his finger was broken, and it was originally the attack of Wu Wushuang that had caused the Demon God Statue to crack in many places, and now he attacked again, and his fingers were directly cut off, but the severed fingers were still straight towards Zhuo Shiyan.

"It's not good, open it quickly. The distant Wing Wushuang exhaled in shock, and hurriedly waved the karmic fire, striking out a sword light, but he could only cut off a third of the finger, and could not completely break the severed finger.

As a result, the severed finger hit Zhuo Shiyan hard, carrying Zhuo Shiyan's body and flying out several miles away.

In the process of being knocked into the flight, Zhuo Shiyan inevitably vomited blood, most of the fresh blood was stained on the giant finger, and a strange scene occurred, on the fingers, as well as on the statue of the demon god, including the broken stones on the statue of the demon god, all burst out of the artistic conception of the demonic path, and at a lightning speed, Qi Qi entered Zhuo Shiyan's eyebrows, lost the artistic conception of the demon path, and the statue of the demon god collapsed suddenly.

After the statue of the demon god collapsed, a heart-shaped stone flew out of the heart and flew straight towards Zhuo Shiyan.

"I see, I see, this is what the Soul Statue means. "At this time, Yi Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this Demon God Statue is simply a tradition, the inheritance of the artistic conception of the Demon Dao, Zhuo Shiyan was originally a person in the Demon Dao, practicing the Demon Dao exercises, so he naturally accepted the inheritance of the Demon God Statue, which belongs to Zhuo Shiyan's mechanism.

The artistic conception of the Demon Dao was directly poured into Zhuo Shiyan's sea of knowledge, and there was no rejection at all, as if this was the opportunity that Zhuo Shiyan was preparing, and in a short period of time, Zhuo Shiyan's expression flashed through all kinds of emotions, and then caught the flying heart-shaped stone.

Syllable...

The stone block shattered, and Zhuo Shiyan opened the palm of her hand, which was a piece of dark cyan stone jade.

Yi Wushuang came to Zhuo Shiyan's side and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhuo Shiyan wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and smiled: "It's okay, and it's really a big opportunity, my sea of knowledge is transforming the demonic realm that I have just absorbed, when it is completely integrated, my demonic realm will be promoted to the beginning of the realm, once I step into the realm, I will get closer and closer to the true meaning of the demon." 〞

Wu Wushuang will not understand that now his Shura sword intent is precisely in the realm of full artistic conception, the difference is that he is already on the path of the true meaning of the sword, and when the sword intention of Wu Wushuang enters the sect realm sword intent, he is the sword, and the sword is him.

"The same is the artistic conception of the Demon Dao, and the artistic conception of each person's understanding will be different, and the artistic conception of the Demon Dao contained in this Demon Idol accepts you, explaining that the path you are taking is the true demon, and you are really very suitable for the Demon Dao. Although Zhuo Shiyan is walking the devil's path, what he understands is also the artistic conception of the devil's path, but it doesn't mean that he is really suitable for the devil's path, and now the demonic artistic conception of the demon god statue accepts Zhuo Shiyan, and there is no rejection in the slightest, which means that Zhuo Shiyan is a natural demon cultivator.

Zhuo Shiyan nodded, and then focused on the dark cyan stone jade on the palm of her hand, this piece of stone jade emitted a cold light, but there was a kind of warm feeling when she touched it, Zhuo Shiyan injected spiritual power into it, but there was no response, and immediately, the spirit machine moved, and poured the power of the demonic artistic conception into the stone jade, and a picture began to appear in his sea of knowledge, like a movie, and began to play.

In the world full of silence and darkness, the height of three meters, the whole body, completely like the demon statue of the demon god, waving the demon wings on his back, floating in the void, the only difference is that this demon is full of evil and destruction, and at a glance, this evil demon only has a strong feeling, as if it is a terrifying existence born above the human race.

Then, on the other side of what looked like a demon, he was floating in the void, his whole body was quite slender, and he was covered in a black robe, a human race, surrounded by dark blue demonic breath, giving people the impression that it was more like a demon than the demon opposite.

One person, one demon, one touch is imminent.

Poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!

The demon with the demon wings on his back took the lead in making a move, towards the human race on the opposite side, grabbing it with one claw, and the black five rays of light, like the sword of death, had not arrived, the void had been cut and shattered, and the earth was quickly cracked, stretching for tens of kilometers.

"Ten Thousand Demon Locks!"

In the face of such a terrible attack, the black-robed man just glanced at it indifferently, but this indifferent glance was full of domineering, only to see him slap his hands slightly, showing countless black chains, and then, with a shake of both hands, thousands of demon locks, weaving mistakes, smashing the attacking claws, and then, the demon locks directly penetrated all parts of the evil demon's body.

Jong... Jong... Jong... Jong... Jong...

To be continued....................