The vast and magnificent starlight, as if from the outer universe, descended in front of Chen Luoyang.

In the face of this vast starlight, Chen Luoyang instantly felt a little illusion in his heart, as if he was extremely small.

This insignificance is not simply aimed at the "stars" in front of us, but more like being in the vast river of time, facing a thick and long history.

The stars in the night sky seem ordinary, but they may be even older than this red dust world.

In this ancient and thick contrast of time and space, the individual seems extremely small.

This is not only the shock from the opponent's sword intent, but also contains Chen Luoyang's own current understanding of the world.

It is precisely because of this that this feeling is even more difficult to break free, facing this magnificent sword, as if the only way to close your eyes and wait for death, waiting for a result.

Only by constantly improving oneself and transcending this cognition can it be possible to truly confront it.

However, Chen Luoyang does not need to fight against this opponent at the moment.

From the black mirror at his heart, there were black rays of light flowing into his body.

This black light is mysterious and mysterious, making it difficult to identify the source.

Black light radiated from Chen Luoyang's body, condensing into a dark ball outside his body, enveloping his body up and down.

And the sword light that seemed to be like the reversal of the heavenly river bombarded the dark ball, and it was difficult to damage it in the slightest.

Chen Luoyang was in it, and he could even faintly pass through this dark ball and carefully appreciate the powerful artistic conception of the opponent's sword.

However, in his mind, in the white jade bottle transformed from the black pot, the dark golden elixir was rapidly decreasing.

The white jade bottle itself is even more slightly vibrating.

It was with the help of the white jade bottle that the black mirror in his heart gave birth to this moment of change.

Black Mirror itself, indestructible.

But that day's river-like sword light was too magnificent and vast, and Chen Luoyang couldn't expect the black mirror to only protect his heart position.

It's a pity that before, it was difficult for him to control his Black Mirror to play an active role.

The transformation of the black pot into a white jade bottle is exactly what Chen Luoyang expects.

When he first mastered the Black Mirror, he was aided by the mysterious Black Pot.

Now after the black pot transformed into a white jade bottle, Chen Luoyang once again pinned his hopes on the white jade bottle.

The white jade bottle did not disappoint him.

Under the effect of the white jade bottle, his control of the black mirror at the heart has also reached a higher level.

The black light flowed out from the ancient mirror and was released outside, forming a protective prohibition, protecting Chen Luoyang's entire person inside, and finally successfully received the blow of Tianhe Sword Immortal!

Although the strong burning sensation in his heart almost suffocated Chen Luoyang, there was not the slightest color on his face.

And the others present were taken aback.

The sword light that fell from the sky temporarily retreated.

The sword qi of the Northern Darkness and the sword light of the blood river that were entangled also dispersed.

The Fusang Tree and the Black Dragon Weixiangyun each retreated.

The huge dark gold gods and demons and the sea of golden light and fire all retreated.

Abbot Xiaoxi Tianpuhui clasped his palms together, his eyes were shining, and he stared at Chen Luoyang tightly.

Regardless of whether they were friends or enemies, both sides temporarily stopped their own hands for a while, and their eyes were all fixed on the dark ball that enveloped Chen Luoyang.

The power of Fang Cai's sword was seen by everyone.

It is definitely not something that a martial emperor can resist.

Even if Chen Luoyang has the blessing of the underground dark world and the help of the word "Sheng" in the sky, there is no possibility to block this sword.

In the red dust, all kinds of supergiants are known in the world.

But for each person, there may still be more or less high and low strength.

Ye Tianmo, the first person in the Demon Dao, naturally doesn't need to say much.

Among the top ten powerhouses of the Hongchen Righteous Path, although the recognized first person was not decided, the Tianhe Sword Immortal, who had suppressed the Hongchen for thousands of years, was undoubtedly one of the most powerful candidates.

The Northern Darkness Sword Lord was recognized by him, and he was able to fight with him, which surprised many people, and he thought that his strength did not retreat but advanced after he sealed the sword and retired for many years, which was enough to reflect the strength of the old sword immortal.

When Tianhe's sword falls, even other giants must be dealt with carefully.

However, he can't hurt Chen Luoyang?

"Not his own power. Under the shroud of the Northern Darkness Sword Qi, the tall and thin man muttered to himself.

Chen Luoyang, who was watched by everyone, looked calm, and just sighed slightly.

He raised his head and looked at the heavenly dome above: "The disciple is ashamed of his teacher. ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts at the scene moved slightly.

No one went to see Jiang Yi, the leader of the Hongchen Ancient God Sect, and no one thought that the "teacher" in Chen Luoyang's mouth meant him.

The Canglong Island Lord exhaled softly.

My choice this time is right.

The look of the lord of Fuso Island was extremely ugly.

The golden crow, the ancient tree of Fusang, and the blue waves of the sea all retreated together, and a middle-aged man in white clothes and linen shoes with a long knife hanging from his waist appeared again.

He stared at Chen Luoyang closely, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound, and turned to look at Tianhe in mid-air.

There was silence in the heavenly river.

On the other side, a voice sounded: "The Supreme has been in retreat for too long, and no one will recognize his old man's action anymore?"

After the dark golden giant god and demon figure disappeared, a man's figure was revealed.

The man has an ordinary appearance, a thin body, and looks polite, like a teacher in a private school.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been difficult to associate him with Fang Cai's formidable demon-like image.

But everyone present recognized that this thin and elegant man was the contemporary leader of the head sect of the Red Dust Ancient God Sect, the "Reincarnation God and Demon" Jiang Yi, who was ranked among the top ten powerhouses of the Red Dust Demon Dao along with the Blood River Ancestor, Fusang Island Lord, Canglong Island Lord and others.

Looking like he was only in his thirties, he had actually been in charge of the Ancient God Sect for many years.

"When the Supreme retreat began, you weren't born yet. In the sea of golden light and fire on the opposite side, a figure wearing a crown and a dragon robe said faintly.

Jiang Yi didn't take Emperor Chu's words to heart, and smiled faintly: "I really don't have it, but there are people present, and it is enough." ”

Above the majestic clouds of the black dragon, the old woman smiled and said, "Congratulations to the Supreme for coming out of the customs and getting a good apprentice." ”

When Emperor Chu heard this, he didn't speak, nor did he look at the old woman and Jiang Yi, but looked at the silent Tianhe and the blood river.

In the middle of the heavenly river, an old voice sounded at this moment: "Congratulations to the Supreme for coming out." ”

There was a faint hint of exhaustion in his voice.

And in the blood river on the other side, there was also a voice that said slowly: "Congratulations to the Supreme for getting out." ”

Emperor Chu's face was shrouded in golden firelight, and he couldn't see the real appearance.

Only a gaze as condensed as substance was still looking at Chen Luoyang.

He never looked away, and said, "Congratulations to the Supreme for coming out." ”

Abbot Puhui of Xiao Xitian sighed and clasped his palms together: "Congratulations to the Supreme for coming out." ”

“...... Congratulations to the Supreme for getting out. After taking a deep breath, the island lord of Fuso finally spoke in a deep voice.

Chen Luoyang stood in place, his face was as usual, but his hanging heart did not let go.

The dark gold elixir that had accumulated in his white jade bottle earlier had been consumed, and there was not much left.

If these giants in front of him make another move, he may not have enough strength to support Black Mirror to resist again.

The current level is only halfway through.

He distracted himself and melted into the "left eye" of the Black Mirror.

In the starlight in front of you, you can clearly see that there are eight extremely huge "stars" that are gathering together.

These "stars", under the entire starry sky, are extremely huge and rare.

On one of the "superstars", there are still traces left by the last time he contacted the other party.

This "superstar" undoubtedly symbolizes the owner of Canglong Island who has been in contact with him.

And the other seven "superstars" who were with her were naturally Tianhe Old Sword Immortal, Blood River Old Ancestor, Xiaoxi Heavenly Abbot, Northern Immortal Sword Master, Red Dust Ancient God Sect Master, Chu Emperor, and Fusang Island Lord.

Usually, Chen Luoyang can't tell who these "stars" symbolize.

But now, these giants have come together and are fighting each other.

Even if they stop for a while and each retreats to confront each other, the qi and engines are still entangled, so under the starry sky presented by the "left eye" of the Black Mirror, the eight "giant stars" that symbolize them are also gathered together.

There was even an extremely tiny little "star" that was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible compared to them, and Chen Luoyang could also distinguish that it was Ying Qingqing, who only had the sixth realm now.

Although apart from the owner of Canglong Island, Chen Luoyang still can't tell who these "superstars" are, but now they have provided him with an opportunity.

With so many bigwigs together, there is no hope of taking them all.

Even taking it in batches, coming in twos and twos, there is no hope at all.

Taking one is already the limit.

But if you come to talk one by one, it will inevitably arouse doubts about the strength of the "Demon Venerable".

However, although he can't capture them all, Chen Luoyang can try to touch these "superstars" at the same time, so as to achieve the goal of alarming many people at once.

It's just that the specific effect depends on your own specific operation.

It's impossible to deal with these giants without taking risks.

Although the power of the Black Mirror just now did come from that Hongchen Supreme, it was inevitable that there would be no suspicion that it was something similar to the Emperor Fu Zhao, which was left by the Demon Venerable and accidentally obtained by Chen Luoyang.

Therefore, the "Demon Venerable" must speak out, and there must be further actions, otherwise it will not be enough to seriously deter the group of top giants in front of him.

It's just that an accident that just happened suddenly gave Chen Luoyang a new idea in his heart.

In this way, the risk may be lower......

While he pondered, there was silence at the scene.

But soon someone spoke up: "Supreme Mingjian, there are people outside the red dust who are making trouble in my red dust, Chen Luoyang's son is the same as Zhubei Mingming, and somehow walks with him, and I hope that the Supreme Mingcha." ”

The person who spoke was none other than the lord of Fuso.

His expression was calm at the moment, and he no longer looked at Chen Luoyang, but stared at Ying Qingqing beside Zhu Yu.

When the others heard this, their hearts also moved slightly.

A voice came from the river of blood, which was meaningful: "There is something that runs through the heavens and the earth, and it comes from outside the red dust, and it seems to be a sword weapon?" Chen ...... Luoyang? You're really not simple. ”

There was silence in the heavenly river, but there was a gaze that seemed to condense into substance, moving between Chen Luoyang and Ying Qingqing.

And Jiang Yi, the leader of the Ancient God Sect, frowned and looked at Ying Qingqing.

The old woman on the black dragon cloud no longer looked relaxed.