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Under the black sword light, a simple longsword hilt appeared at the gate of the open sword box.

The long sword, which originally looked like it was made of red copper, quickly turned from red to green.

The material now looks like bronze.

The clone of the Northern Shadows stretched out a hand, grasped the hilt of the bronze ancient sword, and then pulled it out of the sword case.

Suddenly, a black light filled the air.

The sword light turned into a huge black hole, lying across the void.

Evil Sword Gluttony!

The dim black sword light was everywhere, and it suddenly engulfed all the flames.

The black sword light after devouring the flames did not decrease, but grew stronger!

Seeing this, the young man shrouded in the light and shadow of the fire phoenix, the corners of his eyes were raised, and his palm was like a knife, slashing out towards the clone of the Northern Underworld.

The raging flames condensed into Dao Dao sword light, crisscrossing the air.

The fiery red sword light was extremely condensed, and each sword light was like a silk thread.

Countless swords and lights were staggered, crocheting into a huge net of heaven, impermeable, and shrouded in the north-facing underworld.

The clone of the Northern Underworld did not slack off, urging the evil sword to fight greedily.

Yan Zhao Ge himself came to the back of the Northern Netherworld clone, and stood with his two fingers together like a sword, pointing at the big hole behind the North Netherworld clone.

The infinite variety of immortal sword intent instantly evolved into a sword technique that fits the gluttony of the evil sword, so as to facilitate the power of this sword.

The vast black light turned into a boundless hole, and the edge kept stretching, as if it was infinitely huge, facing the opponent's Phoenix Wing Tianluo Knife.

"This evil sword is of very high quality......" The young man in the flames frowned when he saw this.

His strength was far superior to that of the powerhouses of the Sixfold Realm of Ordinary Martial Saints, and neither the Yan Zhao Ge deity nor the Northern Immortal clone had reached the Immortal Bridge level, which was not enough to exert the full power of the Evil Sword Gluttony.

In this case, he was able to block his knife, which was beyond his expectations again.

He snorted coldly and suddenly stretched out his hand.

The dark red light flickered, and it fell into the hands of this person, which was the high-grade holy soldier that he had worn on his body before and used as a protective body.

The light faded, Yan Zhaoge took a closer look, but found that it was a big bow.

The other party pulled the bowstring, and the raging flames were condensed at the fingertips, quickly forming a fiery red arrow, and the arrow was aimed at Yan Zhao Ge.

This is a pair of high-grade saint-level bows.

Used for self-protection, it does not show its power at all.

At this moment, this person can be regarded as truly using this top-grade holy soldier.

The bowstring shook, and a firelight pierced through the void and shot straight at Yan Zhaoge, with an earth-shattering sound!

There is no time interval between the time the fire is shot out and when it reaches the target.

In the void between Yan Zhaoge and the other party, there was no trace of firelight passing through and burning.

This arrow seems to completely ignore the boundaries of time and space.

It wasn't until the black sword light flashed that the rocket appeared, blocked by the black bastard.

But this time, the black bastard failed to swallow the rocket.

The brilliant brilliance burst out, and the rocket actually pierced through the barrier of the evil sword's gluttonous sword light, and still insisted on shooting at Yan Zhao Ge and the Northern Darkness clone.

The other party urged this treasure bow, and he was already infinitely close to exerting all the power in it, combined with his own powerful strength comparable to that of the Xianqiao Martial Saint, the two were combined, which was really terrifying.

But Yan Zhaoge had already prepared, and the sun seal fell from the sky and smashed on the rocket.

The rocket, which pierced through the black mixed hole and had lost much power, was suddenly crushed and extinguished by the sun seal.

The young man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he felt annoyed that he couldn't take Yan Zhao Ge.

He has treated it solemnly, but he can't stand the other party's thicker family background and more treasures.

This also made him a little crying and laughing, compared to his net worth and the treasures he carried, very few people could make him suffer, but he didn't expect to be crushed by a martial artist from the Nether today.

"How many True Yuan do you have, which can urge two top-grade holy soldiers at the same time to withstand such consumption?"

The young man felt incredible, and without saying a word, he fired his bow directly, and it was another arrow.

As a result, he was still stopped by Yan Zhaoge!

The other party's eyes widened: "How is it possible? A Martial Saint Double, a Martial Saint Quadruple, can continuously urge two top-grade Saint Soldiers at the same time?"

Yan Zhao Ge's expression was calm, and the majestic true yuan that Wuji Heavenly Book and Fantian Book usually accumulated was rapidly consumed.

The operation of the Yin Yang Heavenly Book helped him to continuously recover his lost vitality.

At this moment, it was not as easy as when he fought with Zhang Zhuo, Kang Maosheng and others before, even with the support of the Yin Yang Heavenly Book, his true yuan was also greatly consumed.

However, Yan Zhaoge was not panicking in his heart, he was now waiting for the right time.

This opportunity lies on the other side, the battlefield between Feng Yunsheng and Meng Wan.

There, too, it was a shocking battle.

When Zhang Zhuo died, Meng Wan lost her mind a little, but she quickly regained her attention.

In addition, the intensity of the battle between her and Feng Yunsheng was not inferior to that of Yan Zhaoge's side.

Both women tried their best to fight hard and were inseparable.

A blue-black fire dragon, the same silver-white phoenix, fighting together.

Although he was in the underground palace, he was attracted by the two of them, and there were also big changes in the outer sky and between the real sea of stars.

The cold and lonely moon and yin star move directly up to the middle sky, as if taking the place of the sun.

At the same time, the black fire demonic aura overflowed, devouring the light, and with the boundless power of eclipse, the power of the Obsidian Rahu Star was also highlighted.

Some of the vigorous power of the true Jiuyao began to pass through the void, and they were blessed on the Taiyin Crown and the Divine Sword of the Sun, respectively, and they did not give in to each other.

At the beginning, Feng Yunsheng fell slightly behind.

After all, the Taiyin crown is a real top-grade holy soldier, flawless.

The Rin Sun Divine Knife is still in the recovery period, and it has not been able to really reproduce the style of the Rahu Knife in the past.

Feng Yunsheng activated the full power of the Burning Sun Divine Sword at this moment, which could only be maintained for a short time.

In the process of fighting Meng Wan, she did not adopt such a risky and aggressive style of play.

But as the battle progressed, the brilliance of the sun in Feng Yunsheng's eyes became more and more vigorous, and the light of the sun divine sword became brighter and brighter.

The vicious black fire demonic atmosphere also rose and was constantly stimulated.

Later in the battle, Feng Yunsheng reversed the situation and began to defend and attack, gaining the upper hand.

In the past year, on the test of Taiyin, the battle between the dragon and the phoenix was repeated, but this time, the phoenix is lurking, and the dragon is chanting!

The glow of the sun and the demonic aura of black fire intertwined, forcibly suppressing the cold moonlight.

Feng Yunsheng fought hard to suffer some injuries himself as a price, and forcibly separated Meng Wan and Taiyin Crown.

She took a deep breath, holding the knife in her right hand, and her left hand stretched out in the air, like a true dragon probing claw, reaching into the brilliance of the crown of Taiyin.

Meng Wan pressed her own injuries and still did not give up the Taiyin crown.

But a flash of blue-black light on the Frost Divine Sword kept her out.

The blue glow of the sun in Feng Yunsheng's eyes dissipated, the acupoints around his body vibrated together, and the cold moonlight of the Dao Dao emerged from it, no different from Meng Wan, the purest body of Taiyin.

There seemed to be an invisible staircase in front of her, and she climbed the stairs.

At this point in the battle, Feng Yunsheng was also close to running out of oil, and it was difficult to have the strength to fight again.

The exhaustion that urged the Divine Sword of the Sun surrounded her, making her extremely weak.

But Feng Yunsheng looked directly at the Taiyin crown above, straightened his body and strode all the way up.

The light dragon soaring in the sky took the bright moon into its arms.

"After all, ......" Meng Wan sighed softly, and Tang Yonghao also looked complicated, full of emotion.

Yan Zhaoge watched the light dragon ascend to the sky and the moon, and smiled: "Finally ......" (to be continued.) )