The giant sword set the storm and destroyed all the way, and it was about to destroy the second layer of barriers.

But the next moment, two sharp giant claws fell from the sky.

The giant claw was covered with a thick layer of frost, and the moment it touched the giant sword, a burst of white mist suddenly appeared, accompanied by a sneering sound, like a red-hot iron submerged in cold water.

No one can take the giant sword to set the storm, but the frost dragon is naturally not among them.

Dragons are the creatures with the highest life level, with a long lifespan, a long history, a strong physique, and great strength.

The Frost Dragon has a trace of true dragon blood, and is considered a real dragon.

In the dragon family, nobility represents bloodline, and bloodline represents strength. That's the kind of dragon that can't be compared.

The frost dragon let out a dragon roar like thunder, and Hangu Pass suddenly shook the mountains with a burst of flying sand and rocks.

The two giant claws pressed down quickly.

The unstoppable giant sword was actually pressed down, and the sword body cut through the solid barrier like a knife cutting tofu, hitting the ground, tilting into the ground and sinking into the ground under the barrier.

Around this, the huge sword body and the huge impact energy still knocked the second layer of the barrier out of a huge gap that was dozens of zhang wide.

The Frost Dragon stood atop the hilt of the giant sword, opening a jaw large enough to swallow a building, and let out a dragon roar at Yun Mo.

Accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar, it is the dragon's breath.

Wherever the dragon's breath passed, the demon cultivators in the ruins of the third layer of barriers, whether they were alive or dead, all turned into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding grass and trees withered, and the mountains turned into flying ashes.

Yun Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

I didn't see any movement from him, an invisible enchantment was born out of thin air, and the dragon's breath hit the enchantment, and there was no way to make any more progress.

The nearly 10,000 disciples of the Holy Sword Sect who survived behind them were happy, but at the same time, they didn't know how to face this Sword Dao Sect Sect Master who had saved their lives three times and twice.

Yun Mo didn't have the time or energy to ponder the thoughts of those Holy Sword Sect sword cultivators, he just looked at this frost dragon, and then at the magnificent giant chariot.

"We are enemies after all!" Yun Mo sighed.

In the luxurious chariot, there was no sound coming out.

The palace master of the Demon King's Palace, Hong Zhan, fled in a hurry, Qing Hongtai, the head of the Qing family, did not know whether he was alive or dead, the strongest man in the Demon Domain would definitely stand on his side, and now Asule was fully capable of mastering the 400,000 Demon Cultivation Alliance.

The greatest divine power and real power in the Demon Domain are all in the hands of the same person.

This situation, except for what happened to the Great Demon God back then, has never happened again.

Ten years ago, when the previous High Priest brought him back to the Ancient Temple of Heavenly Demon Peak, the high-level leaders of the Demon Domain had already regarded him as the son of prophecy, as the person who responded to the catastrophe, and even as the three thousand and first son of the Great Demon God.

In his hands, he holds the power that the Great Demon God held back then.

Although he was only ten years old.

The middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance turned his head slightly and looked at the luxurious chariot beside him, which already symbolized the supreme divine power and real power.

Through the curtain that was not too heavy, the number one powerhouse in the Demon Domain saw a childish but expressionless indifferent face.

Leyou frowned.

At the beginning, it was this boy who went crazy and generally went to the Shiwei Realm to save Yun Mo and save his eldest brother, so the entire Demon Domain also went crazy with him.

At that time, it was he who stopped him.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with his crazy behavior, in his heart, Leyou was secretly happy, because this at least proves that there are feelings in the boy's heart, and as long as there are feelings, then that heart is hot.

But now, it seems that he is going to kill the big brother who once worked so hard to rescue.

Why is that?

Another dragon whisper came from the luxurious chariot.

The frost dragon fluttered its huge wings and flew straight towards Yunmo.

Leyou knows that Azule has always regarded Yun Mo as a big brother, and Yun Mo also regards Azule as a younger brother.

But now, why did Azul behave like this?

Brothers cannibalize each other, turn against each other and turn into enemies?

Through the curtain, Leyou seemed to see the corners of the little boy's mouth slightly upturned in a strange arc.

The frost dragon instantly came to Yun Mo's body, opened its huge mouth, and a dense dragon breath formed in its mouth.

This dragon breath was mixed with the blood of the true dragon, and the terrifying energy fluctuations reminded Yun Mo of the spirit flash of the nine-tailed demon fox.

If he was hit head-on by this dragon breath, even if he had a strong physique comparable to the peak of the Spirit Void Realm, Yun Mo would be shattered.

At this moment, beside Yun Mo, a green rainbow suddenly lit up, stabbing straight towards the frost dragon.

Fan Shanhe came to Yun Mo's side, and his face was a few points paler than before.

As soon as Yun Mo's divine sense moved, he detected the flow of qi in the body of Fanshan River, although it was not like a big river surging endlessly like before, at least it was like an endless stream in the mountains.

During this period of pranayama, Fan Shanhe, who had reached the end of the crossbow, regained some strength.

Just three years ago, the two of them were each other's worst enemies, but now, they have become robes who fight side by side.

And the staunch allies of the past are watching from the sidelines.

The things of this world are treacherous and changing, and who can see and say them clearly?

Yun Mo said softly, "Are you okay?"

Fan Shanhe crossed the sword in his chest, and he didn't speak, if he said a word, the flow of qi in his body would be affected a little more.

Yun Mo smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that the person who knows me best is indeed you." ”

For the first time, Fan Shanhe said, "Each other." ”

Although he only said two simple words, the flow of qi in his body slowed down a little.

But where the love goes, where the heart goes, how can he be wronged by the mountains and rivers and keep his mouth shut?

The two kendo leaders of the two generations before and after the Shiwei world, who are a generation apart in age, smiled at the same time.

"Seniors, please slay the dragon. ”

Yun Mo said softly, and then on tiptoe, his body rose up like a white rainbow.

With a sound of senior, the corners of Fan Shanhe's mouth that oozed blood turned up slightly, and the sword master who had been wandering on the line of life and death several times clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand and ran towards the frost dragon.

A sword and a rainbow, slaying the dragon today.

Yun Mo flew by and hooked his fingers.

The second time the barrier shook again, and the giant sword that had submerged into the ground withdrew from the ground restraints, and the sword body was suspended in mid-air again, and Yun Mo shouted softly, "Hurry." ”

The Giant Sword Storm suddenly accelerated, from extremely static to extremely moving, and crashed into the second layer of barriers.

War, by itself, is meant to kill people, and many people die.

Yun Mo is not a mortal mountain and river, as long as he can let one of his own people die, he doesn't mind letting the enemy die ten or even a hundred more.

The second layer of the barrier, which had been riddled with holes, finally collapsed.

Countless demon cultivators fell from the hundred-zhang high barrier.

The giant sword that blasted through the second layer of barriers, like a bamboo, crossed the distance of twenty zhang, crashed into the first layer of barriers, and crashed into the last line of defense of the Demon Domain.

Above the barrier, in the luxurious chariot, a children's voice with a weird smile suddenly sounded.

"Senior brother, if you don't go, you'll die. ”

Leyou's heart trembled inexplicably.

The strongest man in the Demon Domain didn't turn to look at the little boy who had poked his head out, but took a step forward.

The last line of defense of the Demon Domain was not the first layer of strong barriers, not the remaining elite demon cultivators of the more than 200,000 Demon King Palaces and the Qing Family, but the ordinary iron sword in his hand.