To the north of the burial dragon pass, it was a barren place, with the advent of the demon domain, not an inch of grass grows, and it looks even more barren, but the blood moon hangs high, constantly irradiating, making this place a little weird, but where the cultivator enters, over time, it will erode the true yuan, so that the cultivation will decline, if it is some cultivators of the innate realm, I am afraid that they will fall into the demon path, and they will never be reborn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Qingfeng, Split Changfeng, both of them are true immortal realms, which are rare in Eastern Shenzhou, but even so, wandering around the periphery in the past few days, they have been somewhat eroded.

Just like the current battle between Liu Qingfeng and the Dragon Emperor, he obviously felt that the qi in his body was not as strong as before, and with a palm on his body, he was traumatized at the moment.

Splitting the Wind guarded it behind him, and said worriedly, "What? ”

"It's okay, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, you and I should retreat quickly." From this point of view, the Dragon Emperor had already premeditated, and Liu Qingfeng did not want to fight again.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a burst of demonic mist rolled up behind him, accompanied by a cold breath, condensed into a dark shadow, blocking the way: "Do you think you can still leave?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the dark shadow also struck, carrying the vast magic element, gathering the power of the eight winds, and blasting towards the splitting wind.

Seeing this, the split wind put his fingers together, condensed and turned the sword, and then the sword qi came out vertically and horizontally, blocking the demon lord.

Before he could catch his breath, another wave of energy came to him, and it turned out that the Dragon Emperor had struck again.

Split Changfeng frowned, spun his body, and swung out a sword aura again, hunting in white, and wanted to escape by taking advantage of the situation.

"Want to escape?"

However, the demon lord had already been prepared, and when he shot again, the demon spear showed a dark demonic light, split into two, set up a formation in the void, absorbed the power of the blood moon, and suddenly shot down a blood shadow brilliance, stopping the split wind.

Falling to the ground again, there is no way to go to the sky, there is no door to enter the ground, the demon lord, the dragon emperor, converge the power of the blood moon, and stop the two.

"Ha, two True Immortal Masters are enough to resist two hundred Daoists, and they are one step closer to the plan." seems to be confident, the Dragon Emperor smiled at the corner of his mouth, cold and abnormal, and made a decisive move, urging the wind and thunder: "Demonic, wind and thunder are the same sky." ”

The demon lord did not hesitate, the demon Xuan spear was suspended in the void, and with a grip of it, it thundered and thundered, reproducing the Demon Domain's peerless learning: "Demon Xuan-turbulent world." ”

The two supreme forces erupted, and they were incomparably strong, and they were bound to cut off the opportunity for life in front of them.

Split Changfeng frowned, and without hesitation, he put his fingers together, pointed to the sky, and the brilliance on the surface of his body exploded, attracting the power of the Nine Heavens Xuanlei, the purple light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Pay attention!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the void rolled, the nine heavens changed color, a touch of thunder pulled, the demonic qi collapsed, and the purple light that pierced the haze spread to the sky, and it was extremely clear to see within a radius of a hundred miles.

This blow is a masterpiece of splitting the long wind, even if it is Ye Bai, it is impossible to compare.

As soon as this move came out, Rao is as powerful as the Dragon Emperor, the Demon Lord, also showed a shocked face, and it seemed that the strength was a little outrageous.

However, the move must be done, there is no room for turning, thinking of this, the Dragon Emperor praised Sancheng Yuan Gong again, the wind and thunder immediately appeared in the heaven and earth, majestic and shocking, up to a thousand zhang, bombarded to the split long wind.

The Split Wind is more than five hundred years old, but this sword has been soaked for three hundred years, and one sword for three hundred years, one type of attention.

"Boom!"

With the convergence of the three powerhouses, countless sword qi fell, annihilating all the miles around, the strength of the wind and thunder, but it was also hit with thousands of holes, and it no longer existed, and the demon lord struck, the demon Xuanhua dragon, still collapsed, the two were shocked back, they showed a shocked color, not showing the mountains and not revealing the water, one move, it was so strong.

"Let's go."

The sword qi continued to fall, and the split wind didn't dare to stay for a long time, his figure flashed, and he left here with Liu Qingfeng turning into a streamer.

"How now?" Escaped by the split wind, there was an element of carelessness, but I have to say that this move is strong, the demon lord stepped forward and asked.

After a moment of silence, the Dragon Emperor turned his gaze to the east, which was where the Divine Spear Marquis was, and he said in a deep voice: "There is one more, we can't let it go anymore!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure instantly turned into blood light, and the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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Burial Dragon Kanto, Spear Marquis vs. Yang Jiansheng, one is the ultimate of the sword, the other is the Marquis of the gun, the two fight, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a short time.

In the hands of the Divine Spear Hou, the dragon spear released its power, which was taught by the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty Wujun, and he was also quite proficient in the Creation and Transformation Martial Arts Sutra.

On the other hand, Yang Jiansheng, his sword path is weird, cold as frost, bloody eyes are killing, and his sword intent is awe-inspiring.

"Whoosh!"

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, splitting the ground and piercing the clouds, the ground was in a mess, and patches of gray trees fell and shattered into foam.

Time passed minute by minute, and the more the Sharpshooter Hou fought, the more worried he became, for fear that something would happen to Liu Qingfeng and crack the long wind.

Keyang Jiansheng is a late-stage star after all, his talent is so high that he can be called a celestial pride, and he can't get out of it for a while.

Thinking of this, the spear Hou was heartbroken, and after the momentum swept away, he retreated dozens of feet, the dragon spear entered the ground, his hands were sealed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Creation and Chemical Martial Arts - Broken!" ”

Suddenly, he drank heavily, the misty brilliance around his body rose again, the power of endless creation rotated out, caused by his thoughts, the space was changed, his feet rose and fell, the dragon spear rotated out, and in an instant, a silver-white long dragon turned out, like a nine-heavenly dragon, and the dragon chanted to shake the sky.

"Groaning ......"

The white dragon roared, opening its teeth and dancing its claws and rushing towards Yang Jiansheng.

Seeing this, Yang Jiansheng frowned, the vermilion long sword was returned to the sheath, and then blood and tears fell, reproducing the stunt: Yuan Shen One Sword!

Vermilion operated, ruthless blood red sprinkled, and in the next moment, the figure turned into a red glow, gorgeous, nowhere to ponder, and crashed into the white dragon.

The two strengths converged, but when they heard a loud bang, the qi swept across the circle, and the qi waves rolled out, stirring up dust and sand, and the two of them were evenly divided, and after each retreated dozens of feet, the corners of their mouths overflowed with blood.

At the right time, suddenly, a ray of blood struck again, and the energy slammed into the back of the spear marquis.

Sensing the crisis, the Sharpshooter turned around and dared to block it.

"Bang", and when he hurriedly resisted, he only felt an incomparably powerful demon yuan attack, destroying his internal organs, making him dizzy for a while, and retreating back again.

Behind is Yang Jiansheng, this is the best chance to kill, Yang Jiansheng sees it clearly, carefully, as long as he makes up for a sword, the person who shoots in front of him will definitely die.

However, he didn't, there was a little confusion in his fiery red eyes, and the raised vermilion sword was put down.

"If you can't be ruthless to the extreme, there is no need for the blood and tears to exist or not."

Yang Jianwu's cold words sounded in his ears, which made Yang Jiansheng at this time stunned again, and the monstrous anger in his heart surged up, and even the traces of blood and tears also changed, a force that was extremely cold and could freeze people's hearts burst out, his fiery red eyes turned cold, and the vermilion long sword he put down clenched again, staring at the sharpshooter who flew back upside down, getting closer and closer to him.

As long as a sword ends this person's life, the traces of blood and tears will go to another level of Yuan Gong!

The life and death of the spear marquis are all in his own thoughts.