In the depths of the palace, on the stairs of the distant high platform, there is also an incomparably majestic throne.

This throne is like the strongest gilt pouring in the world, containing magical power, which makes people feel as if they are about to fall into it at a glance, and the desire for power in their hearts will also be infinitely magnified.

Just because, this is the throne of the Demon Emperor of the Ages!

"This Demon God Palace is simply too vast, that throne is worthy of the Demon God's Seat, and it feels so terrifying at a glance. ”

"Those scattered on the ground are probably some super saint soldiers and peerless exercises that we can't imagine!"

The people of Xianling Xuan followed closely behind, and they also came to the Demon Emperor Palace, and their voices were extremely shocking.

The Demon Emperor Throne in the depths made them dare not look at it directly.

And looking at the weapons and exercises scattered randomly all over the place in the vast hall, there was a shocking look that was difficult to calm down.

"That's... The Halberd and the Armor are on either side of the throne!

At this time, the Qingluo Holy Venerable powerhouses also came to the Demon Emperor Palace one by one, and when they saw such a splendid scene, they were also shocked.

On both sides of the Demon Emperor's throne are a pair of pitch-black armor and blood-colored halberds, like the most loyal courtiers, surrendering and guarding the throne in the center.

Everyone's breathing seemed to be a little shorter at this moment, and the biggest purpose of their trip was to find these two treasures.

Legend has it that as long as they get one of the natal artifacts that the demon god used all his life, it will probably be no problem for them to rank among or even surpass the emperor-level forces!

"Let's work together to kill that kid first, and then how about I find a way to distribute the gods?"

Qingluo Saint Venerable proposed, his face cold.

By now, he was already very clear about Mo Lingxuan's combat power.

If they fight alone, one or two Saint Venerables will only be crushed in the later stage, and only if they have six Venerable forces and a dozen Saint Venerable figures can join forces.

"Good. ”

The Holy Venerable of the Heavenly Remnant Sect and the powerhouses of the Purple Feather Alliance agreed one after another.

In this kind of matter, they are united in their position.

After all, all the forces on all sides had suffered a big loss in Mo Lingxuan's hands, and many Saint Realm powerhouses had fallen, how could they swallow this breath?

A group of Saint Venerable figures flashed and surrounded Mo Lingxuan and the others.

To be able to come here, they are basically not weak, and at least they are the existence of a beginner-level Saint Venerable!

"Lord..."

Huo Mei spoke softly, slightly melancholy.

The women of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion also had a somewhat dignified face, and the seven honorable forces had six directions in addition to their Immortal Spirit Pavilion.

But on each side, there are at least two Saint Venerable figures, a full fifteen Venerable Combat Strength!

This power is simply terrifying, the emperor is not out, and it is even enough to run rampant in the entire Qimen Domain, who is competing?

But seeing that Mo Lingxuan's gaze was still unwavering, and the Shura Emperor Sword emitted a cold light in his hand, and the demonic gods and demons swept over their hearts, and they couldn't help but make everyone feel a palpitation.

"Go to the throne tower. ”

An indifferent voice came out of Mo Lingxuan's mouth, and then a shocking sword roar was heard, and the Shura Emperor Sword flew out of his hand, forming a pitch-black void sword curtain, directly dividing the space of this vast hall into two halves.

Behind the sword curtain enchantment, it was Mo Lingxuan's people, and what stood outside was the Saint Venerable powerhouses of all forces.

On the other hand, Mo Lingxuan also walked towards the Demon Emperor Throne behind him in an instant.

The Imperial Palace Hall was too vast, and there was an invisible power of the law that forbade the sky, so even with Mo Lingxuan's speed, he did not immediately ascend to the Demon Emperor Throne in the high platform.

"Want to grab the treasure?"

Seeing this scene, Qingluo Saint Venerable thought that Mo Lingxuan's target was directly the divine object left by the Xuan Demon.

In an instant, his face turned cold, and he immediately shouted, and the terrifying power of the law annihilated everything, and blasted towards the sword curtain enchantment in front of him.

The golden war is full of energy, suppresses everything, and is extraordinary.

The Saint Venerable powerhouse of the Heavenly Remnant Sect also launched a terrifying offensive, and there seemed to be a Heavenly Remnant Giant Palm suppressing it in the entire space, killing towards the Shura Sword Curtain.

The purple feathers in the sky fell, but each one contained a monstrous killing intent, and they also joined forces to break the Shura Sword Curtain.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the attack of the powerhouses suddenly bombarded Mo Lingxuan's sword curtain enchantment, causing the entire Shura Emperor Sword to buzz incessantly, and then this sword curtain also shattered abruptly.

One by one, the Saint Venerable figures were extremely fast, crushing towards Mo Lingxuan and the others.

The Immortal Spirit Xuan powerhouse and Huo Mei fought one after another, and the Shura Emperor Sword flew back to Mo Lingxuan's side, and then he also felt a terrifying aura descending.

"Take heed, Lord. ”

Huo Mei shouted.

But seeing that Mo Lingxuan also turned around suddenly, and saw the Qingluo Saint Venerable killing, the gods and demons burst out with a ray of sharp edge, directly penetrating the void, making the other party's face shocked, and the originally powerful offensive could only be used to resist the light of the gods and demons.

Immediately after, a monstrous clutch also smashed down from the sky and directly landed on the body of Qingluo Saint Venerable.

"Boom..."

With a loud bang, everyone saw that Qingluo Shengzun's body flew out directly like a cannonball, and smashed heavily on the four-pole stone pillars of the main hall, making the entire imperial palace seem to tremble.

At this moment, he also collapsed directly to the ground, constantly spitting blood.

"This strength... It's too strong!"

Qingluo Saint Venerable was the pinnacle of the late stage of Saint Venerable, but they were all under Mo Lingxuan's hands without backhand, and they were directly crushed, which made everyone's hearts tremble fiercely again.

Another Saint Venerable late-stage powerhouse attacked Mo Lingxuan again, and as soon as he stepped forward, a fierce sword aura bloomed in an instant, and his whole body seemed to be like a supreme sword.

This person is the suzerain of the Nine Swords Sect, a seven-level power, specializing in the way of the sword, and his strength is extremely powerful among the saint-honored figures of the Qimen Domain.

"The strength of the Nine Swords Sect Master is among the best among us, let's take action with him to suppress this son!"

Zhu Qiang's eyes froze, and they all gathered around the Nine Swords Sect Master.

Sword cultivators' combat power has always been a little stronger than ordinary martial artists, so they also trust the Nine Swords Sect Master.

"Buzz..."

I saw that the Nine Swords Sect Master stabbed out with a sword, and the surging killing intent instantly rushed towards Mo Lingxuan like a raging storm, and the sword qi swirled, directly forming a whirlpool of nine sword qi, and the power of the nine swords was extremely awe-inspiring.

"Is it a sword match?"

Mo Lingxuan stretched out his palm, and the Shura Emperor Sword exuded a brilliant black glow, as if piercing the sky.

"Thousand Demon Sword Technique, Soul Slashing!"

With a cold snort, Mo Lingxuan and the Nine Swords Sect Master slashed out a sword at the same time, and two completely different sword intents instantly raged in this space, making the entire hall tremble.

But this is always the imperial palace, no matter how powerful the forces of the battle are, it still can't leave any traces.

(End of chapter)