"Big... Big... Mighty ......"

As soon as the staccato sound ended, a vast and boundless momentum spread from the red divine furnace.

Rumble!

The top cover of the Divine Furnace was lifted, and a cloud of black mist as black as ink came out, filling the earth, and even the flames of the Divine Furnace were concealed, and in the black gas that symbolized sin, a vague head was sneering, scanning everyone, and finally fixed its eyes on the old man who was dry and smoky.

"You have fulfilled me." The carrier of evil said, smiling coldly with Zhang Ke's face.

He condensed into Zhang Ke's appearance again, but his breath was completely different, as if the mountains were up, except for the old man who was dry and tobacco, the rest of the people were not at his level.

This time, the old man's face finally became a little grimr, and he raised his hand to summon the Divine Furnace, which had turned into a mediocre dry tobacco pipe hanging from his waist.

"You have Zhou Tian's cultivation, but you don't have the corresponding secret technique, it's still nothing."

"After killing you, I'll have everything."

"Humph!"

As a snort sounded, the old man threw a punch, finally treating the Carrier of Evil as an equal opponent.

Rumble!

With a punch, the void immediately cracked, the ink-black void crack hung in the sky, the carrier of evil was like being struck by lightning, and he stepped back more than ten steps, and when he stopped his body, seven or eight mountains behind him were shaken and broken, and the leylines were broken!

The carrier of evil also became unfathomable, he raised his hand, and a large black demonic aura appeared, which was the tangible symbol of evil in the world, and at this time, it was like a dark cloud, covering the sky, and the sky immediately darkened.

"Broken!"

The old man roared, and the whole person became heroic, as if he was a thousand years younger, majestic and impressive.

He raised his hand and pinched it, and in the distance in the no-man's land, patches of mountains were imprisoned in his hands, refined with Dao Fire and thrown out.

Thundered!

The world was turned upside down, and a chaotic mist appeared, covering their battlefield, and nothing could be seen.

Feng Yin was amazed in his heart, knowing that this was not because the two sides were deliberately blocking anything, but because their realm was too low, and the battlefield skills had exceeded the level that their eyes could bear.

Zhou Tian is known as powerful, which refers to the extreme degree of this realm, and Zhou Tian is all ants.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master suspended the Holy Artifact Yin-Yang Mirror in the air, and the mysterious mirror connected the heavens and the earth, reflecting everything that happened in the battlefield in the void.

"They're fighting in close quarters, face to face!" It doesn't mean that one person exclaimed like this.

In the picture, the battle between the two sides is extremely fierce, and the eyes of the old man turned into the sharpest sword, cutting off one of the arms of the carrier of evil.

The black qi permeated the void, which was the source of the world's extreme evil, and the old man frowned and retreated, and as soon as he threw his hand, the endless Dao and the gods filled this world.

The Carrier of Evil roared backwards, his tendency to the endless source of evil, surging over the area.

Immediately after, his hands pinched out thousands of seals in an instant, his eyes were cold and cold, and the whole person turned into a pitch-black life form again, which was his true face.

The old man's hand was carved like a god's gold, and he used his means of grabbing, and with a flick, the endless black mist was torn in half, and he stepped forward from the crack.

Rumble!

Such a blow was enough to cause a great sect to collapse, to sink the earth, but it only made the carrier of evil thirteen steps backwards, and then disintegrated with a bang.

For the seventh time!

"Truly... You can't kill me, I'm at a level you'll never understand. ”

"Do you really think that shaking my body apart will hurt my origin? Humphha! ”

In the black mist, the ten-meter-tall black giant stretched out his hand to his chest and suddenly pulled out a pitch-black magic knife!

"He pulled a knife out of his body?"

"How is it possible, that knife has a sharp edge, obviously it is not transformed by demonic energy, where did he take it from?!"

All around, there was a commotion.

At this moment, the old man of dry smoke has also become different, he put on a mysterious posture, and the whole person is extremely powerful, like a divine sword piercing the sky!

"Fighting God Diagram?! He has mastered a long-lost magic technique?! ”

Before he could come, the Supreme suddenly screamed, and not far away, Nie Ze and Qingge also changed their faces.

"In the long era of antiquity, it was rumored that there was a god in a certain era, but he died, dying from such a divine technique as fighting the god map!" Nie Ze lost his voice, unable to believe his eyes.

It's horrible!

Just putting on a stance, there was a mighty coercion coming from that invisible area, and everyone not only trembled.

And the demonic thoughts, which are the carriers of evil, show signs of imminent collapse, and his expression, which has always been wild and arrogant, also stiffened.

At this moment, as if he couldn't bear the vast divine might, the picture constructed by the Yin-Yang Mirror dissipated for no reason, and only the whistling of the sky resounded in his ears remained.

When all the momentum is weakened, a shocking scene appears in the picture composed of the yin-yang mirror again.

The carrier of evil shattered nine times in succession in front of the old man of dry smoke!

One move shatters nine times, how amazing it is!

This time, the carrier of evil even took a lot of time to condense its body, as if it was difficult, and the head in the black mist showed a painful expression.

On the other hand, the old man was holding a black magic knife in his heart, and blood was dripping down the wound.

Everyone's hearts sank, such a powerful figure was also traumatized, how powerful was the carrier of evil at this time?

Although the old man had the dry smoke in his hand, the heroic posture of the mighty shore became more and more majestic, and the endless Dao shook with a divine gang, easily shattering the magic knife, and he strode towards the carrier of evil that was condensing his body, his pale hair waving like a dragon.

"Hehehe...... Your breath is not as strong as Fang Cai, you are weak, but I will be stronger and stronger, and you will die soon. ”

The carrier of evil was hidden in the black fog and let out a seeping sneer, but everyone heard a deep sense of weakness in that voice.

"You are already an independent existence, you should not be evil, but you are willing to stop and leave with me." The old man said coldly, but his body shook a little.

Is it because he forcibly used the magic technique of fighting dragons?

"You're letting me into your shell? Hahaha, what are you kidding, when I was a three-year-old? The carrier of evil drank in a low voice, and his tone was cold.

Hearing these words at this time, Feng Yin's nose was sour, and he actually had a sad feeling.

How difficult and desperate this battle was, that made the old man have such thoughts.

He wants to feed the tiger with his body and seal the carrier of evil on himself.

When the Supreme heard the words of the old man, he was even more angry and glanced at the major sect leaders in mid-air.

"Don't use this kind of gaze for the descendants of the Supreme Lineage, I know what you're thinking." The hall master of the Canglan Hall snorted, dissatisfied with the supreme's vision: "The psychic holy weapon is the root of my sect, and it is absolutely not allowed to wander outside!" ”

"Even at the cost of the world?!" Before the Supreme could speak, Qingge's beautiful eyes swept over coldly.

"Juniors, what do you know? This is a sacred weapon of inheritance, representing the face of a religion, how can it be handed over?! The Thunder Religion Master replied confidently.

"Good! is a great sect, regardless of the lives of the people, and he also wants a vain face! The Supreme had a very bad face: "When I reach the top, I must ask you for advice!" ”

Hearing the Supreme Supreme's naked words, the Thunder Sect Master's face also sank: "Don't think that you dare to talk nonsense because of your extraordinary status, annoy the old man, and suppress you as well." ”

Nie Ze snorted coldly, he and the eight generals behind him all had the same expression, very angry.

"As long as the evil thoughts in the world remain, I will not die or die, and I will be immortal!" The voice of the Carrier of Evil sounded again, this time the weakness of the different parties, and in just half a moment, the voice was already full of energy.

At this moment, Feng Yin and the others finally couldn't help it and rushed forward.

He couldn't wait to run to the old man and hand him the stick.

(End of chapter)