"Silu, when did the Demon Wing Emperor Chess become your thing? The banished god of guilt covets the ownerless things that are regarded as taboo by your original continent, and delusionally wants to take it for himself, and he does not hesitate to drag thousands of living beings of the two races into a conspiracy to kill him. Back then, you were just exiled and didn't repent for more than 200 years, so today I will do the right thing for heaven and correct you here!"

The sound of scolding resounded above the water, and above the changing strange spirit array, the pair of overlapping dark red wings slowly unfolded, and the violent wind roared suddenly, and under the powerful air current, the towering Willing Holy Guard and even the figure appeared even more blurred.

At this moment, Si Lu also saw the face of the person who came clearly, and he was suddenly shocked again, and in addition to being surprised, he was even more stunned.

"Not only did you not die, but you took what should belong to me!"

"Do you have a bad memory, or do you have a bad sense of hearing? Demon Wing Emperor Chess is not your thing anyway. ”

Under the unfolded dark red wings, the ripples fluctuated, Ning Yue's face still had a weak pale, and under the messy and somewhat wet hair, there was a violent red in his wide eyes.

"Lord Ning Yue, is that you?"

Meng Ye looked back, surprised and delighted, and subconsciously wanted to catch up, but suddenly stopped moving, and there was a faint fear in his eyes. At this moment, he could clearly feel that Ning Yue was very different from before.

"Yes, that's good, Meng Ye, you should stay away from me, not close. Now I can't even guarantee that I can control it. Just in case, you'd better go back over there. ”

When the words fell, Ning Yue raised his hand and made a move, and a strong wind that was not cold lifted Meng Ye up and sent him to the edge of the spring pool, fell to the ground, and reunited with Han Jing and the others.

Stretching out his hand to support the falling Meng Ye, Han Jing didn't look at him, his eyes kept staring at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the distance, and his willow eyebrows frowned.

"That...... Is it really Ning Yue?"

Nodding, Meng Ye responded: "Yes, it must be." Perhaps in order to defeat this seemingly impossible opponent, Ning Yue chose to become this appearance. Although it feels much more terrible than before, in fact, his heart still retains the gentleness of the past. ”

Compared with his optimism, Ying Tianxu's eyes were a little dignified, and he stopped talking, and only said secretly in his heart: "Xiao Yue, I hope you don't pursue power too much and lose yourself ......."

With a move of the cross arm, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and Si Lu looked down at Ning Yue, whose aura was completely different below, and after gritting his teeth, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, and said: "Just now, what you said seemed to be doing the way for the sky? Ridiculous, a mere hybrid of demons and demons deserves to say such things? Even if the Demon Wing Emperor Chess falls into your hands, you will not have the slightest possibility of defeating me!"

When the last word came out, the Welling Holy Guard standing behind him moved, and the large spear in his hand suddenly stabbed diagonally, hitting the much smaller figure below. With the thrust of the big gun, Silu's figure transformed into a levitation in mid-air, holding his hands behind his back and looking at the impending collision faintly.

At this moment, the many eyes gathered on the top of the mountain were focused on the surface of the holy spring, and many people couldn't wait to know if it was possible for Ning Yue, who had reappeared to show a strange new form, to compete with the incomparable Silu before.

However, to everyone's surprise, in the face of the unstoppable Willing Holy Guard, Ning Yue didn't even make a move to meet the attack, just quietly stepped on the rotating spirit array, and coldly watched the big spear with a pale golden light approaching.

Laugh at!

In an instant, the sound of shattering was startled, and it was not Ning Yue, who was immovable, but a thrust spear that didn't seem to have suffered any resistance. The sacred spear with pale golden lines failed to hit the target, and suddenly intercepted and cracked directly in mid-air, stopping at the last half meter in front of Ning Yue, and completely disappeared.

"Your strength is the only one? So, it's my hand. ”

Without half a superfluous word, the moment the big gun shattered, Ning Yue attacked, the dark red wings shook suddenly, and the moment the figure jumped out, the dark Xuan ancient sword was unsheathed again, compared with the scarlet sword light in the past, this time there was an extra touch of amber depth in the flowing red light that lingered above the three-foot edge, and the power was even more domineering.

In this regard, Si Lu still had a condescending attitude, and replied coldly: "I don't know where you learned my origin and name, but there is one thing, I'm afraid you don't know." That is, even if they are exiled from the Divine Realm, when facing the demons, they can also use the Divine Realm's Punishment Holy Light. You've probably forgotten the lesson before!"

But I saw him suddenly raise his hand and make a move, and at the end of the sky above him, dark clouds gathered and rolled, as if a torrential rain and thunder were about to come.

Thundered!

The sound of furious explosion and thunder shook the sky, and a flash of breaking light tore through the clouds and roared, falling directly to the peak of Qingque Mountain, and the rippling light completely enveloped the top of the mountain.

"The stronger the fluctuation of the demon aura that appears, the stronger the punishment holy power that I am allowed to use temporarily. Occupying the Demon Wing Emperor Chess to deal with me is nothing but you digging your own grave!"

The sound of wild laughter echoed at the top of the mountain, and the pillar of shining light began to retract rapidly, eventually enveloping the Willing Guard, and wisps of divine power that had never been more powerful than ever were injected into it. This time, the Guard's figure no longer increased, but on the surface of its heavy armor, the pale golden lines were more intense, and the blurring of the entire body was decreasing, gradually changing closer to the actual body.

In the palm of its hand, the new spear recondensed, and its entire body was wrapped in brilliant golden runes. The moment the spear was raised, the terrifying oppression reverberated, and the awe that originated from the depths of the soul shook the hearts of everyone who saw this scene, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down and surrender to this sacredness.

However, Ning Yue was completely unaffected, and the momentum of the sword was even more powerful, and even the sword with the sword was like a red meteor flying backwards into the sky, challenging the power of the gods who claimed to be the master.

If people have no courage to kill gods, then the devil will do it!

"Dig your own grave? Not necessarily!"

Zheng –

As soon as the sword came out, the blood-colored scarlet scarlet slashed the divine sword light into two in an instant, and after the Willing Holy Guard who raised the bright spear received the new holy power, he didn't have time to perform a move and a half, and he was directly annihilated in the rippling Sen Ran Sword Intent.

The gun was destroyed, and the bright gold was dimmed and devoured.

The Holy Guard was extinguished, and the towering body broke and collapsed in the roaring sword wind.

At the end of the sword, Ning Yue looked back, the dark red wings behind him suddenly trembled, bits and pieces of fragments floated away, and most of the pair of wings were broken violently. However, his form was still suspended in the air, not moving.

Behind him, the shattered dark red residual light did not dissipate directly, and the specks danced in the wind, and they actually surrounded the only one person in the middle. After an instant, the remnant light transformed into a slender sword qi, staggering and stabbing out. The thorn-like killing cage suddenly took shape.

"It's a lot better than I thought. ”

However, Si Lu was still unhurried, and as soon as he raised his hand, the invisible power quietly fluctuated. In an instant, hundreds of slender sword qi dissipated into nothingness.

"Really?"

At the same time, Ning Yue's sneer rang out.

Suddenly, Si Lu realized something, and hurriedly looked down, and his eyes suddenly widened with shock. I saw that under his feet, the Demon Spirit Array that Ning Yue had broken through the water surface before and reappeared, had quietly changed his position here. At this moment, his body was completely trapped in the spirit array.

As soon as the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword retracted his finger, a trace of killing chill flashed in Ning Yue's eyes, and he shouted: "That's it, let's die!"

The dark red rippled strangely, and the blood-colored sword light that swept down whizzed. In an instant, three hideous beast heads of different sizes appeared in the void together, opening their giant jaws full of fangs and sharp teeth, and one of the beast heads suddenly bit forward, swallowing Ning Yue's body. Immediately after, two other hideous beast heads, one on the left and one on the right, poked out and swallowed the original beast head together.

Fourth, gluttony!

"Just a little demon, vain fighting with the gods, let you see, purify the true divine power of the demon race!"

The right hand was raised, and the momentum of Lu Lu's scolding did not decrease at all. But in his eyes, a faint fear flashed undisguisedly.

After getting the Demon Wing Emperor Chess, Ning Yue's strength was enough for him to face it squarely.

"This is my own!"

With another drink in his heart, on the palm that Lu Lu leaned out, a circle of golden light appeared, and a giant palm constructed from countless shining runes broke through the void, and then appeared, and his five fingers grabbed it head-on to meet the sword that fell to Ning Yue.

Divine Realm Secret Techniques and Martial Arts, Haotian Swinging Devil's Hands!

Holy, furious, and violent with a hint of destruction. Si Lu didn't want to admit it, he just wanted to obliterate and erase the sword-wielding figure in front of him that had begun to threaten his purpose.

Rumble!

The sword falls, the palm comes out, the gods and demons fight, tremble the sky, and shake the mountains and the earth.

"Demon Wing Emperor, let me see your true strength. Let the gods fear, let the devil look to the lost name, the catastrophe

Force!"

The sword is roaring, the man is roaring. Ning Yue could clearly feel that the strength was beginning to pass, and Mei Yuran's previous warning he didn't dare to forget. So, on top of this sword, gamble on everything.

In the lightning and stone fire, the smoke and shadow of the void chess pieces flickered behind Ning Yue, and the group lines of the crown flashed and disappeared. In an instant, the fierceness of the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword went to another level, and the roar deepened the cold.

Snort –

The edge fell, the golden light and the giant palm were cut by the sword blade together, and in Ning Yue's roar, the scarlet sword intent swung to the end of the end, and an arc of blood fell, and the figure under the sword was slashed, and then swallowed into the fluctuating weird dark red spirit array.

Zheng!

The sword roared, maintaining the posture of waving the sword and froze in mid-air, Ning Yue gasped in a small mouth, except for him, there was no other figure on the surface of the holy spring. The spirit array patterns of the law demon clan withered, and at the same time, the divine fluctuations belonging to the god clan were wiped out together.

"Win...... Win?"

In the distance, Han Jing hadn't been able to recover from the shock. Not to mention her, none of the other people from the many sects who saw this scene dared to believe their eyes, or even their ears.

What we see and hear today is far beyond common sense.

The wheezing was getting worse, Ning Yue touched the sweat on the corner of his forehead, and the dark red wings behind him shook for the last time and fell back to the side. The moment he landed, his dark red wings shattered, and he staggered, kneeling on one knee and holding his sword.

"Lord Ning Yue, are you alright?"

The first to run out was Meng Ye, who stumbled over. However, it was still Ning Yue who greeted him and raised his hand to block and signaled to stop.

"Don't come here!"

Stopped instantly, however, Meng Ye followed Ning Yue's order, but he couldn't understand it.

"Lord Ning Yue, why?"

"Because, he knows I'm alive. ”

A cold voice sounded quietly, and the chill climbed directly onto Meng Ye's back, and just as he was about to move, a powerful big hand instantly grabbed his throat.

At the same moment, a wisp of sword wind whistled and swept through, cutting off a section of his forehead.

The Dark Xuan Ancient Sword still had a hint of red blade, and it stopped in front of Meng Ye's face.

Ning Yue didn't dare to swing his sword again, so he could only glared angrily at Si Lu, who appeared behind Meng Ye, gritted his teeth and drank fiercely: "Let him go!"