At that moment, the color of struggle in the pupils of the seven stars was even stronger, and no matter how rebellious this corpse demon was, under that terrible power, he could only end up being suppressed.

So that day, Mu Ding also fell into Mingfeng's dojo for the second time without accident, but this time the difference was that there was an extra sword in the ding, a holy sword that seemed to have a similar origin to the Ding body!

Dingluo, suppress demons!

The two holy relics came out together, coupled with the personal blessing of the Heavenly Dao Lord who had broken through himself in the air and the power of the tripod carried on the body, the corpse howl became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

At the same time, in the land of mysterious ancient ruins west of King Luo's capital, Mu Da, the last clansman of the Ancient Wu Clan, or his descendant, the Wu Ling Clan, turned pale in an instant, and blood stains began to appear on the corners of his mouth.

"No!"

The desperate roar was unwilling, and then he looked up in horror in the direction where the royal capital was, only to see that the morning sun was slowly rising there, and the sky of Luoguo was also lit up again.

In such a way, this seemingly inexplicable catastrophe was briefly subsided.

......

As time passed, when the second day finally came, many of the warlock cultivators in the world's hundred magic sects had reappeared outside the royal capital.

This catastrophe was rooted in the chaos of the walking dead, but the final result was the destruction of the whole world, and it also brought a huge impact to this hundred sects of magic that had flourished for a long time.

It was a catastrophe on earth, and even though the most terrible existence had been suppressed by the Holy Relic, it did not end there, and the king was still under the invasion of darkness.

When more people who should be robbed finally stepped into the royal capital, more sorcerers began to be shocked by everything in front of them again, thinking that this holy land of the world's Daomen and the world's royal city had already become dilapidated!

And their task is to clean up the mess!

On the top of Ming Peak, the figure of the Dao Lord of Qiu Cang slowly fell, and in the eyes of the disciples of Fang Mu, the closer this unattainable Dao Lord became, the more unusual it became, because that feeling was something they had never felt before.

But that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that they won!

As the head of the world's Dao Gate, the Guiding Thunder Rectification Law once again proves to the world the terrible things about the Fang Mu Sect!

"Meet the Dao Master!"

With a chorus of shouts, all the remnants of the people saluted, but Qiu Cang was silent, only to see that he was still calmly pressing the Tianmu Ding in the wooden dojo, and then slowly closed his eyes again, as if he was feeling something.

When he opened his eyes again, the electric light in his pupils had disappeared, and the unusual aura on his body had disappeared at the same time.

After reining in all his breath, Qiu Cang looked like he had suddenly turned into an ordinary old man, not only that, but the folds on his face began to become more obvious, making him look even older!

"Whew~"

A fresh breeze gradually began to blow in Fang Mu's dojo, and in the sound of the wind, more and more people seemed to be able to hear a low roar that began to sound.

That terrifying voice seemed to be far, far away, but it was becoming clearer and clearer in everyone's minds, and it seemed that there were still demons rushing towards Ming Feng frantically.

When everyone's faces changed slightly, I saw that the Daoist Master of Qiu Cangyi slowly turned around and turned his back to Tianmu Ding in the Fangmu Dojo, and then saw that he seemed to hesitate for a moment and suddenly stepped towards the outside of the Fangmu Dojo.

The next moment, I saw a little ripple in the air, but the figure of the Dao Lord had disappeared into the dojo.

In terms of the size of the world, any warlock's cultivation in this place will definitely be shocked by this act of asking for the sky, because to be able to do this, such a cultivation is definitely not something that ordinary teachers can do!

"Bang!"

Soon after, on an empty street in the royal capital, although the morning sun had appeared, another great battle had not yet ended, only a loud noise was heard, and a figure was being repelled by a terrible force, and then smashed to the ground.

The creature who had been repelled was a burly man, and his eyes were red, but the terrible scarlet color was constantly dimming.

When it hit the ground, a large pit was smashed in the ground.

He was still roaring frantically, but that roar was also starting to fade away.

At the same time, in the reflection of those scarlet pupils, a figure was levitating in the air in front of him, its back to him motionless, and the guy in the air exuded an even more terrifying aura.

As for the existence in the air, a pair of black eyes are as black as ink, it is Wang Tofu who has fallen into that uneasy state, of course, the guy who was bombarded on the ground by him at this moment is also the corpse king Xu Hanfei who has been crazy after getting out of the palace!

After Xu Hanfei's body fell to the ground, this time even as a corpse king, he still couldn't get up again, he looked at the back in the air, like a beast after a failed challenge to the superior, and the price of failure was only surrender.

Then the terrible roar finally began to become muffled again, and as a fierce corpse king, he finally let go of that fierce bloodthirsty posture and bowed his head towards Wang Tofu in the air for the first time.

But just when the corpse king Xu Hanfei relaxed his vigilance in frustration, his dilated pupils suddenly contracted, and another instinctive intuition made him tremble a little.

A generation of corpse kings finally felt the fear!

So when he looked at Wang Tofu in the air again, he saw that the air in front of him was rippling, and an old figure gradually revealed his form.

At the moment when the old man appeared, it seemed that an alternative coercion appeared between the surrounding heaven and earth in an instant.

And that kind of coercion is the opposite of the bloody aura around this place, it is a kind of majestic aura.

The person who came was none other than Fang Mu Dao Lord Qiu Cang, and after Qiu Cang appeared, he didn't even pay attention to the body of Xu Hanfei, the corpse king on the ground, but quietly stared at the owner of the black pupil in front of him with those deep eyes!

"I don't know...... Are you ......?"

Wang Tofu didn't understand what Qiu Cang meant, but in the reflection of his dark pupils, Qiu Cang's somewhat old but tall body like a green pine began to slowly walk towards him.

In this process, Wang Tofu was still quietly suspended in the air motionless, or in other words, around the two of them, time and space seemed to have been completely imprisoned by an invisible force invisibly.

Even the corpse king Xu Hanfei, who was lying on the ground in embarrassment at this time, was motionless, and only the figure of Qiu Cang was getting closer and closer to Wang Tofu in the whole world.