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A hundred miles away from Qingcheng, there is an unnamed mountain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The demon Brahma stands on the top of the mountain.

Purple-robed hunting, his hair was flying, and an unprecedented long sword was hung on his waist, and he pressed the sword with one hand, with a high momentum, as if he was waiting for something.

Above him, above the sky, there were flickering lights and darks, and the clouds were stirring, showing all kinds of visions.

Demon Brahma is shocking!

But his eyes were full of solemnity.

In the distance, the long rainbow runs through the sun, between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds surge, the clouds change, the dark clouds cover the sun, and a golden light suddenly crosses the sky at this time.

The boundary between heaven and earth is cut off by this golden qi!

One breath through the heavens and the earth!

"Ang~"

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden high-pitched sound of the dragon's groan, the dragon's voice was vast and majestic, and then it was seen that above the clouds, a golden dragon appeared, quietly moving, the dragon saw the head but not the tail, and the golden dragon scales that occasionally appeared gave people a sense of indestructibility.

Powerful and majestic!

Above the sky, thunder and wind howled, and the clouds were dark and heavy, obscuring the scorching sun.

The dragon is in the world, giving birth to scales and phantom claws, and raining clouds.

The light of the scorching sun was completely obscured by the gray clouds in the sky, and between heaven and earth, there was a gloomy and gloomy color, and the breath was oppressive.

Qingcheng looked up at the air, only to see that the clouds had completely turned black, as if they could twist out the water, and in a moment, the ground was already flying sand and rocks, the wind was whistling, and the sky was gloomy and terrible.

"I'm going, it's going to rain, you blow your wind, your rain, just don't wash away my hut."

Qingcheng's face collapsed, his family knew his own affairs, this thatched house was obviously a temporary place to live, and it was not reliable at all.

Qingcheng didn't dare to stay on the roof anymore, stretched out his hand, jumped off the roof, and hurriedly ran to the house.

Whoa!

The sky was like ink, Qingcheng had just run back to the hut, and the heavy rain suddenly poured down, crackling, splashing, and steaming.

At this time, Qingcheng naturally wouldn't know that such a vision of heaven and earth was nothing more than a movement made between the tumbling of a golden dragon.

Demon Brahma took a deep breath and pushed the sword out of its sheath three inches with the thumb of his left hand.

Between heaven and earth, the sword qi shoots vertically and horizontally, one horizontal and one vertical, all are one sword, and one sword becomes a net, dividing heaven and earth, and strangling half of the sky.

The golden dragon stretched out its huge head like a palace, and the eyes of two dragons the size of a door stared at the demon Brahma, cold and ruthless.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon roars, and the dragon is mighty.

"Zheng!"

The three-foot sword on the waist of the demon Brahma suddenly shook with a long roar, and the sword intent soared to the sky!

In the face of the former overlord of heaven and earth, the sword has a spirit and is not afraid.

Above the golden dragon, an old figure stood up, his feet on the dragon's back, his hands behind his back, his eyes were clear, and there were mountains and rivers changing in his eyes, and the rivers and mountains were shattered.

The golden dragon let the old man step on the dragon's back, and his expression was intimate.

Someone came on a dragon.

Demon Brahma's pupils shrank slightly, and his left hand unconsciously pushed the sword out of the sheath by an inch.

Between heaven and earth, the most powerful existence is the immortal king who is at the top of the nine heavens, high up, angry and the heaven and earth change color, the stars are lightless, and the mountains and rivers have fallen, but the immortal king has not come out for a thousand years, and the most powerful in the world is the immortal.

The white-haired old man in front of him is an immortal standing at the pinnacle of the world, overlooking the world.

Moreover, he is also an immortal who has survived the heavenly tribulation and reached the peak of human immortals, and he is extremely powerful and ancient among immortals.

Demon Brahma glanced at the old man, his gaze complicated.

This old man's surname is Yao Mingshan, he is the third elder of the Great Yan Heavenly Dynasty Worship Academy, and he also has an identity, he is the ancestor of the Yao family, and he is the uncle of today's son.

Yao Shan glanced at the demon Brahma, sighed softly, and his voice was hoarse: "Brahma, do you really want to stop me?"

Demon Brahma bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "If uncle is willing to let Brahma take a step, Brahma is grateful, otherwise, you and my uncle and nephew can only face each other with swords." He raised his eyes and glanced at Yao Shan, "This time, Brahma can't retreat!" ”

Yao Shan's brows tightened, he pondered for a moment, and slowly shook his head, "You can't retreat, and I can't let it go." ”

The demon Brahma smiled slightly, straightened his body, hunted in purple robes, and was high-spirited: "Uncle, it seems that you and my uncle and nephew can only fight." ”

Even in the face of the immortals at the pinnacle of this world, the demon Brahma is still fearless!

Yao Shan's pale hair flew, glanced at the demon Brahma, and said lightly: "The Eastern Regions is the world of my Great Yan, this young man should have belonged to the Great Yan, besides, now you are only a half-immortal, and you can't stop me."

The Great Yan Heavenly Empire, who has been in charge of the Eastern Regions for more than 10,000 years, has a dense eyeliner all over the world, and has a profound heritage, this battle of luck, they have also planned for a long time, and even Yao Shan of the Immortal Realm has personally stepped out, trying to stifle any changes, and attaches great importance to it.

Demon Brahma had already grasped the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and the sword was full of energy, cutting his sleeve, he didn't seem to realize it, he just chuckled: "In this world, how can there be so many should or shouldn't, according to my uncle, this great flame should have been mine." ”

Although the demon Brahma's tone was flat, the indignation in his words was overwhelming.

The sword has a grievance!

The three-foot sword at his waist trembled endlessly, and he screamed incessantly.

Yao Shan glanced at the demon Brahma deeply, shook his head, and sighed, "Idiot, why are you so hard, you can't be the son of heaven, what's wrong with being a rich and noble prince of Da Yan, cough." ”

The demon Brahma held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, drew the sword out of the sheath, and between heaven and earth, the wind and rain suddenly stopped, and pieces of frost and snow fell, and the cold air was frozen for 3,000 zhang.

Ice and snow, cold and killing.

"The rich prince, but he is just a caged bird raised by the Son of Heaven, if he is not happy, he can be destroyed with one hand, life and death are not his life, and the fate of my demon Brahma in this life must be in my own hands."

Yao Shan shook his head and sighed, knowing that the Demon Brahma had made up his mind, and it was impossible to change it, and as a Great Yan Worshipper and a royal descendant, he couldn't retreat!

This battle cannot be avoided!

The warmth in Yao Shan's eyes dissipated, his eyes were cold and ruthless, he no longer thought of the relationship between uncle and nephew, the mountains and rivers in his eyes collapsed, the sun and the moon fell, and the situation of great destruction was constantly evolving, terrifying, mysterious, and the half-immortals would sink forever at a glance.

Yao Shan's purple robe flew, and as soon as he flicked his robe, the golden dragon rode the wind and waves in the clouds, carrying him straight towards the demon Brahma.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon roared, the heavens and the earth shook, the air thundered and rolled, the lightning roared, and the purple gold thunder rolled and brewed in the sky, making a shocking sound, and the sound was terrifying.

And the golden dragon shuttled through the clouds, but in an instant, it flew in front of the demon Brahma!

Demon Brahma stabbed out with a sword!

A sword thundered, and the three-foot long sword tore through the void, and in an instant, it slashed into the golden dragon body.

The golden dragon was undaunted, and there was a mockery in the dragon's eyes.

While!

The three-foot Qingfeng collided with the dragon's body, and the sharp sound of gold and stone intersecting erupted, and the brilliant fireworks were everywhere, and the three-foot Qingfeng was dead against the dragon's back, unable to advance an inch, and screamed sadly.

The sword of Demon Brahma can't break through the body of the dragon!

Yao Shan stood on the back of the dragon with his hands in his hands, his eyes were ruthless, his eyes were indifferent, and he said majestically: "If you retreat now, I will act as if nothing has happened." ”

There was a sudden burst of laughter in the wind, and an equally old figure appeared beside the demon Brahma, the old man looked at Yao Shan, and his tone was remembrance: "Old man, you still speak in such a loud tone." ”

Yao Shan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he sneered: "I guessed that the demon Brahma dared to come to stop me, and there must be a trick, but I didn't expect that you Wang Wu was invited out of the mountain, and he really had good skills." ”

Wang Wu, a very common name, even if it is a famous person within a thousand years, it is rare to hear of it, but the older generation of strong people, who have heard of it, all know these two words, which represent a generation of legends and are a strong era.

Wang Wu is very old, exuding a rotten breath, his eyes are cloudy and drowsy, his body is old, and he looks like he is about to reach the limit.

But even Yao Shan, who has stepped into the immortal realm for more than a thousand years, does not dare to underestimate the slightest.

Because this first-generation hero, two thousand years ago, he used to kill immortals with mortal and half-immortal cultivation.

Wang Wu surpassed the demon Brahma by half a position, and pressed his palm on the head of the golden dragon dragon, the golden dragon's eyes showed a look of fear, trembling all over, and he didn't dare to resist at all.

Wang Wu pushed the dragon with his right hand, winding and circling for three thousand miles, like the golden dragon of the towering mountain was actually pushed backwards by him for three thousand zhang!

Above the dragon's body, a look of horror finally appeared in Yao Shan's eyes: "You have actually taken this step!" ”

Wang Wu coughed lightly, put down his palm tremblingly, and said with a smile: "Old man, now you are not my opponent." ”

Yao Shan's face changed, and he said sharply: "Old ghost, even if you become an earth immortal, this matter is not something you can contaminate, you really want to be the enemy of my Great Yan and bear the boundless anger of my Great Yan?" ”

Wang Wu coughed again and again, and his tone was flat: "There are many strong people in the Great Yan, and the old decay naturally can't afford to offend, and the little earth immortal can't afford to make big waves, but in this matter, there is Brahma, and the old man who is about to die, what is there to fear." ”

Yao Shan let out a long sigh and looked at the demon Brahma, "Good skills, good scheming." ”

Demon Brahma put away his sword and returned it to its sheath and bowed slightly, "Brahma is willing to make a bet with his uncle." ”

"Oh?"

"Uncle was a strong man in the immortal realm thousands of years ago, Brahma was slightly cultivated, and he was naturally invincible, but the golden dragon under your seat has entered the semi-immortal realm, and his cultivation is equivalent to Brahma, if the golden dragon defeats me, I will no longer care about this matter, if I defeat the golden dragon, please return to Dayan."

Yao Shan's eyes flashed, and he took a deep look at the demon Brahma.

This nephew of mine is selling his face and giving himself a step.

Yao Shan's robe flicked and floated in the air, "It's up to you." ”

The golden dragon roared, the dragon was immense, overwhelming all directions, and endless power surged towards the demon Brahma, squeezing the void in front of the demon Brahma.

The void shattered layer by layer, the black space storm gushed, the violent destruction fluctuations surged in the swarthy black, and black lightning brewed and annihilated in it, floating and moving, every trace of black light was enough to easily penetrate a saint, even the demi-immortals did not dare to despise it.

The void collapses, time and space will be destroyed, everything will disappear and annihilate, and the scene of great destruction and destruction will come to the face.

Demon Brahma pressed his sword, turned a blind eye, smiled slightly, and slowly spoke, "Strange, powerful, chaotic, god, son is silent." ”

Every syllable spat out of his mouth has an invisible fluctuation that turns into a vast and boundless force to maintain order and normalcy.

Words follow the law, and words become prophecies.

The twisted and torn void suddenly closed, the heavens and the earth were long, the sun and the moon were changing, the outline was still there, the order still existed, and the golden dragon could not inflict brute force on all things!

Wang Wu glanced at the void where the turmoil had subsided, and exclaimed: "Confucianism is supernatural and fascinating. ”

Yao Shan turned and left.

The die is cast!

Bang dang!

Demon Brahma stabbed out with a sword!

The sword roared like a dragon, the sword light was like lightning, and the sword qi was galloping.

One sword frost and thirty states!

Within a radius of 100 miles, the goose feathers and heavy snow are sprinkled, the snowflakes are as big as a cover, and the frost falls, such as the coming of winter.

The golden dragon's eyes showed a look of fear, but before it could make any movements, a sword had already fallen backwards.

A tiny line of blood suddenly appeared.

The dragon's scales are dead.

The man is not dead, but the dragon is dead.

A rain of blood suddenly fell in the air, and the snowflakes were stained with blood.

Demon Brahma slashes the dragon with a sword!

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