Chapter Seventy-Three: The Demon Dao Shows Its Might
Kill! Kill! Kill!
In the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven, Ming Xiaoyang never imagined that the Emperor of Heaven, who had passed countless years and should have been buried in the endless river of years, would actually come back from the dead.
The flow of humane thoughts, right in front of Ming Xiaoyang's eyes, seemed to be the battle between countless humans and demons.
It is as if the consciousness has returned to the distant ancient times, witnessing the rise of mankind and the end of demons!
Beneath the seal, an esoteric picture emerges, exuding an irresistible will.
First of all, the demonic intent emanating from the humane will that the treasure house bears is unmatched by the outside world.
Standing on one side, the flower fairy, who had no sense of existence, only had time to let out a terrible scream under the impact of the will of humanity, and the whole person turned into ashes and disappeared.
In the face of humanity, how can demons be allowed to be presumptuous.
And Fang Tian's painting halberd, which was held in Ming Xiaoyang's hand, trembled even more wildly, feeling the humane will of the same origin, Fang Tian's painting halberd couldn't wait to get out of his hand now.
"No!"
The idea of humanity is pervasive, Dao Xuan Zhenren, Yan Chixia, Jin Guang, Master Puhong and others, more or less injuries on their bodies, in the face of the mighty humanitarian power, all of them healed without medical treatment.
Only Yan Hongye, seeing that his beloved was about to die under the seal of the Emperor of Heaven, let out a terrible cry of sorrow, and wanted to rush forward to protect his lover.
Humanity wants to completely crush the Demon Dao and end the only existence that can destroy humanity.
Rumble!
Under the seal of the Emperor of Heaven urged by the will of humanity, Ming Xiaoyang had no way to hide, there was no way to avoid it, only to raise the halberd in his hand and fight to the death, which was the only choice.
The most convenient blade in hand, boundless demonic aura permeated, and the snow-bright halberd blade was dyed with a layer of pitch black in the blink of an eye.
The extremely heavy Fang Tian Painting Halberd slashed out at an extremely fast speed, and the pure demonic qi actually polluted a blade that had followed the Heavenly Emperor to slay demons and eliminate demons in the past.
Demon Dao, who has been accumulating strength for countless years and preparing for future counterattacks, seems to have sensed the revival of humane thoughts in the dark, and it has descended on Ming Xiaoyang's body and slashed out a fatal move.
Bang!
An earth-shattering bang rang out.
The Demon Dao, which has been silent for countless years, in this era, the humanity that dominates everything, confronts each other head-to-head, and suddenly thunders and clouds, and the ground sinks three feet.
Humanity and the Demon Dao, this is almost diametrically opposed, since the birth of the destined opposing forces collided, even the Heavenly Abyss master's overflowing mana can absorb the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, violently trembled.
Click!
Under the confrontation between humans and demons, the void was completely broken, and the barrier above the rare treasures left by countless Heavenly Emperors was completely destroyed.
The entire Heavenly Emperor's Treasury was divided into two under the head-on conflict between humans and demons.
The corpse of the Heavenly Emperor was just the last trace of power, and under the manipulation of the power of humanity, it launched the final blow against the Demon Dao.
After one blow, the whole person turned into ashes in an instant, and disappeared from there.
Only the scroll on the table and the flask on one side flew up, spinning in the void forever.
Wow!
Ming Xiaoyang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his humane will was like a bone possession, penetrating deep into his demon body, constantly canceling out the demonic skills he had cultivated for more than ten years.
After such twists and turns, the entire Heavenly Emperor's treasure house was divided into two, and Ming Xiaoyang, together with the treasures of the Little Half Heavenly Emperor, was on the left side of Jianmu.
Dao Xuan Zhenren, Yan Chixia's family and others were on the right side of the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, and the Heavenly Emperor's scroll and the wine jug in front of the Heavenly Emperor were tumbling in the middle.
"Little devil, take your life!" A clear drink sounded, and the golden light of Fengshen was handsome, and since he was scolded by Yan Hongye, his expression had always been a little wrong.
After seeing the body of the Heavenly Emperor revived, but failed to kill the Seven Nights Demon Lord, a hideous and terrifying expression appeared on his face.
At first glance, it looks like you've been possessed by a demon.
As soon as the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house was shattered, he couldn't bear it, and condensed the Xuanxin Righteous Law that he had cultivated all his life, turning it into an invincible Xuanxin Sword to point out.
A Xuanxin sword finger is earth-shattering.
It's a pity that under the anger of Jin Guang, he didn't notice what was in front of him, and the Xuanxin Sword Finger happened to hit the scroll left by the Emperor of Heaven and the pot of wine.
I don't know what material these two things are made of, and they were attacked by a peak master of the sea knowledge, but they absorbed all the Haoran righteousness.
was even more impacted by the golden light and righteousness, and fell straight towards Ming Xiaoyang.
Syllable!
As soon as Ming Xiaoyang grabbed it, he grabbed the scroll and wine jug that came with the wind in his hand, and placed it in the small half of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house where he was, and let out an extremely proud laugh from his mouth:
"Thank you Sect Master Jinguang for your help, why don't you join the Sect Master of Jinguang to join my Yin Moon Dynasty? This holy monarch will definitely leave you a seat above ten thousand people under one person. ”
Ming Xiaoyang's laughter was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, waking up Dao Xuan Zhenren, Yan Chixia's family, Master Puhong and others from their confusion.
Seeing that Ming Xiaoyang got those two things, the expressions of these people were not very good-looking.
"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder. Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! ”
Ming Xiaoyang's eyes were like lightning, swept away, and at a glance he saw that his army was almost completely annihilated, and under the building wood, there were only hundreds of righteous path disciples at the end.
Dao Xuan Zhenren, Yan Chixia and his wife, Master Puhong, Jin Guang and others alone are enough for Ming Xiaoyang to drink a pot.
Coupled with those righteous path disciples below, Ming Xiaoyang estimated that it would be better for him to think about his last words in advance. Before the words fell, a mighty demonic aura condensed, rolled up the small half-day emperor treasury around him, and wanted to leave.
In an instant, Ming Xiaoyang swept out hundreds of zhang, and the speed was so fast that even Dao Xuan Zhenren and others were beyond their reach.
"Hell, this little devil is pretty fast!" Dao Xuan Zhenren wanted to make a move, but he didn't know that Ming Xiaoyang ran so fast that he couldn't catch up, so he couldn't help but scold.
The head of Qingyunmen, who has always paid attention to manners, the leader of the alliance of the righteous path generation, scolded his mother for the first time, which made the eyes of others look at him strangely.
Ming Xiaoyang fled quickly, a few points faster than the lightning meteor.
Dao Xuan Zhenren, Master Pu Hong, Jin Guang, Yan Chixia and others couldn't catch up. Unexpectedly, not long after escaping, a cold voice came from his ears.
A vast and deep whirlpool of darkness swirls rapidly in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the wind howls.
A white-clothed figure of Shengxue suddenly appeared on the heavenly dome, and the mana in his body could only be described by the four words "vulnerable" compared to Ming Xiaoyang, who had reached the middle stage of the Shenyuan.
However, on that beautiful face, there was not even the slightest look of fear, and a divine sword with a blue body and a fierce sword aura was uncertain, and it delivered a fatal blow to a powerful enemy that he could not imagine.
Tianya Divine Sword, after hundreds of years of silence, finally showed its own edge again!
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