The night grew darker and deeper, and the stars, sun, and moon were obscured by thick magic clouds.

The demon lord stood in the depths of darkness without light, his eyes as red as blood. He was so big that he seemed to stretch out the whole sky. With him as the center, the demon clouds rolled violently and the wind howled.

The white-headed Zhao Xuan stood opposite, his snow-white long hair pouring down. It is very strange that ordinary young men have a disgraced hair, and they inevitably have a bit of a taste of madness, but he is extremely elegant in this way, and there is no distraction at all.

In his perception, the other party's qi was as difficult to see the depth as an abyss. He had only experienced this situation from a few people in his life. And those people are the real top people in the world.

"You broke through?" Zhao Xuan's eyes revealed a faint coldness.

"Sort of. ”

The Demon Lord smiled in response. He is a stable person, and he dares to go to this tiger's lair like imperial capital in Longtan today, and naturally has extraordinary means.

Seeing his breezy appearance, a solemn look appeared on the white-headed Zhao Xuan's face. He was just coming of age when he was in turmoil thirty years ago, and the Demon Lord was already a well-known young powerhouse. Now, how many years have passed, I thought that I was extremely talented and advanced, but I didn't expect that the other party had already taken the most crucial step, reaching a level that ordinary cultivators would never be able to achieve in their lifetime.

"No wonder. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xuan Zhengse said: "Today, whether it is right or wrong, come to comprehend the mystery of the eighth realm." ”

"As you wish. ”

The demon lord nodded, and he didn't have any contempt for the white-headed Zhao Xuan.

"The Eighth Realm?"

"This demon has reached such an extent!"

The conversation between the two was not disguised, and it set off a monstrous wave in the ears of others. Although the cultivation is endless, but now the entire Great Qian can't find a few Seventh Realm top powerhouses, and now the Demon Lord has become the eighth realm powerhouse, which is tantamount to a disaster for everyone or the entire Great Qian.

"Is this the Eighth Realm?" Liu Yang's eyes lit up, and he made his opponent disappear with a snap of his fingers like a demon lord, this is the peerless powerhouse in his impression.

Although his father Liu Chang heard that he was also very powerful, he had never seen him do it himself. The invincible demeanor of the demon lord is the goal he yearns for.

"The white-headed Zhao Xuan will definitely not be in vain. Gong Ling'er stood by the window, raised her eyes slightly, and said, "It won't be very easy for Dad to win against him." ”

"Third sister, my father is now the strongest person in the eighth realm, and he is only the seventh realm, can he still have any means. The young man who was called the fifth brother by Gong Ling'er spoke, and he said in a contemptuous tone: "Let's make a big mess in the imperial capital tonight, so that these people can see the demeanor of the "Demon Sect" in their mouths. ”

His words attracted a lot of subordinates to echo each other, these big cadres want to wipe out the people of the Demon Sect, in order to resist them, countless casualties and even hide in Tibet, now the sect leader has no light and is naturally thinking of raising his eyebrows.

"Don't forget why we're here tonight. As long as we get Big Brother out, we must retreat. Compared with other impulsive people, Gong Ling'er seemed more calm. Even if the demon lord was showing his might at this moment, she didn't have the slightest excitement.

Her eyes were clear, and she was very calm when she looked at most of the imperial capital in the distance. This imperial city has existed since the founding of the Great Qian, and has stood for thousands of years without being destroyed by countless storms and rains. Moreover, today's imperial capital is not only innumerable, but even the younger generation of young people have sprung up one after another, if you despise this city, then even if they have the protection of the demon lord, it will be difficult for them to get out of here safe and sound.

In mid-air, two figures faced each other in the distance.

This time, the Demon Lord took the lead. He raised his finger a little, and in an instant, the void rolled into a pitch-black finger the size of a hundred zhang and pressed down.

The air became viscous, and even the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi became trembling and roaring the moment this finger was pressed down.

Zhao Xuan's face was slightly condensed, he didn't intend to have any reservations in the face of such an opponent. The whole person's spirit and spirit were highly condensed, and he stretched out his hand and shouted, "The sword is coming!"

The sound was like thunder, leading to a stream of light in the sky. Looking closely, this is a three-foot-long lapis ancient sword, because the speed is too fast and the air rubs out a fierce flame, cutting through the night and appearing in everyone's sight.

White-headed Zhao Xuan, his sword path belongs to the top sequence in the entire empire. In particular, the sword technique can take people's heads from a hundred miles away, and it is the ultimate figure of the true seventh realm.

With the sword in his hand, Zhao Xuan's white hair was like snow, and the whole person seemed to have undergone a qualitative change. Faced with the pitch-black magic fingers that roared down like mountains, he finally moved.

His whole being was transformed into the purest sword. The cold light illuminates the sky over the entire imperial capital, making the originally dark night as bright as day.

The demon finger shattered, and the sword that burned all of Zhao Xuan's essence and spirit pierced the sky, and he came to the demon lord in a flash of light.

Facing the sword of this amazing time, the demon lord nodded with a smile, and at the same time stretched out two slender fingers and gently clamped them.

"Buzz!"

The sword qi shot out in all directions with the two of them as the center, and the houses on the ground collapsed one after another, and Han Jiang even split several gaps.

"Ding!"

Under Zhao Xuan's incredulous gaze, this blade made of green gold shattered under the opponent's fingers. It was not only the sword that shattered, but also the spirit of his entire person.

Zhao Xuanru was hit hard and fell from mid-air.

The white-headed Zhao Xuan was defeated, and the sword with all his strength was only blocked by the opponent's two fingers!

At this moment, dozens of figures have gathered outside the Wangjiang Tower. Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes flashed violently, although they knew the strength of the Eighth Realm, they didn't expect it to be so powerful. In terms of strength, Zhao Xuan is among the top among them, and he can't even cause damage to the demon lord.

"The sword is good, but it has to be broken. The demon lord sighed, and the fingers hidden in his sleeve robe trembled a little. His gaze fell on the brightly lit imperial palace in the distance, where although it seemed to be peaceful and calm, it became more and more depressed, vaguely as if something existed, opened his eyes, and there was an invisibly terrifying power entrenched.

"Is it finally here? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the clouds and mist in the sky rolled violently, as if a terrifying beast was about to break through the night and emerge from it.

The wind and clouds were turbulent, and the clouds and mist above the imperial palace were torn apart little by little like gauze! Countless golden lights pierced the night, illuminating the entire imperial capital as bright as day.

"Emperor Qian!"

In the sky above the Imperial Palace, all the golden light converged into a tall figure. No one could see his face clearly, just a phantom but one felt a soul-like sense of oppression.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, this phantom was so huge that the aura it emitted was as deep as an abyss, almost crushing half of the sky.

"He's the Emperor?"

Unlike others, Liu Yang looked at this phantom more curiously. In my impression, this Emperor Qiandi has lived in the deep palace for a long time, but his cultural and martial arts are very extraordinary. Decades ago, he was already a master of shocking the universe, and now his cultivation is even more unfathomable.

"If I don't finish killing these people, it seems that you won't be able to get home with your qi cultivation skills. The demon lord laughed lightly, his black hair was flying, and he was still extremely arrogant in the face of the emperor of Daqian, without a trace of fear.

"No light, how do you stop?"

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Emperor Qian's thunderous voice said such a sentence.

"Stop?"

Hearing this, no light restrained his smile. The red eyes shot a terrible essence, and said, "Hand over the sky, and I will naturally retreat." ”

"Lone promises you. ”

The huge figure nodded, and at the same time he stretched out his big hand and slashed in the air, like a heavenly knife that runs through the long river of time to cut off the entire cold river, revealing the dry riverbed, and the most eye-catching of them is a nine-story giant tower, the body of the tower is pitch black, made of black iron.

The big golden hand "banged" open the giant tower and grabbed a cage inside.

"You really suppressed him under the cold river. ”

Seeing this scene, the demon lord was unmoved. He is not here today to really separate life and death with Emperor Qian, but to rescue his eldest son is the most important thing.

The Demon Sect's vitality has been greatly damaged over the years, and it needs outstanding descendants to regain its prosperity. And his eldest son was already a top figure in the entire Qianguo a few years ago, but at that time, he was calculated by others and suppressed by Emperor Qiandi under the cold river.