Bang!

Ming Xiaoyang frantically operated the demon skills in his body, and after cultivating the four volumes of the Book of Heaven, the demon god phantom and himself actually had the potential to become one.

The demon god up to hundreds of zhang is extremely condensed, as if the demon path is about to occupy this beautiful world again.

A seven-foot-long Fang Tian painting halberd swelled even more violently, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge blade with a length of hundreds of zhang.

The terrifying battle halberd slashed out and crushed on top of the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, causing the entire Tongtian Peak to shake the mountains one after another.

The blade of light swept through, and countless righteous path disciples only had time to let out a terrible scream, and they died tragically under the sword technique of slashing the sky and drawing the sword displayed by Ming Xiaoyang with a war halberd.

In the void, a stinky mist of blood filled the air.

"The Holy Monarch is mighty, long live the Holy Monarch!"

The other six people in the first seat of the seven veins of Qingyun Gate joined the battle group one after another, and some elders and others, not to be outdone, met the ghost king poison god and others.

Originally, many righteous path disciples who had never seen Ming Xiaoyang make a move, and even demons, thought that no matter how powerful he was, at most he was only on par with the major masters of the righteous path.

Unexpectedly, the majestic Xuanxin Authentic Sect Master Jin Guang was so vulnerable in front of Ming Xiaoyang that he could defeat him with one move.

After this Demon Dao Saint Monarch personally made a move, the power of a single blow shook the entire Tongtian Peak. It greatly boosted the morale of the demons, and the demons were extremely fanatical.

Originally, the demons who were still in their hearts, who had a little bit of the idea of replacing Ming Xiaoyang's life experience, all dispersed their ambitions, leaving only loyalty.

Whew!

The strong demonic aura permeated the entire Tongtian Peak, almost enveloping the top and bottom of the Tongtian Peak. Dao Xuan Zhenren, Master Pu Hong, and Yan Chixia and his wife all looked intently at the terrifying demon lord who showed great might, and a solemnity appeared in each other's eyes.

The incomparably powerful demonic qi fell into the blue water pool under the Hongqiao, awakening a spirit beast that had guarded Qingyunmen for many years.

A loud howl came from the blue pool, and then endless waves were set off in the otherwise calm and waveless pool.

I saw a dragon-headed lion body, covered in scale armor, huge eyes and big mouth, two fangs sharp and powerful, hideous face, and a fearful water unicorn appeared.

Thousands of years ago, the master of Qingyunmen's Zhongxing, Qingye Patriarch, surrendered this legendary Rui beast and made it the Zhenshan spirit beast of Qingyunmen.

Although Lingzun couldn't speak, he had already been psychic, rolled up the boundless waves in the blue water pool, turned into more than ten terrifying water dragons, and attacked Ming Xiaoyang, who was incarnated as a demon god.

Wherever the water dragon reached, both the righteous and the demonic were forced to retreat.

"Hahaha." From the mouth of the Demon God Phantom, Ming Xiaoyang's extremely relaxed laughter came out, "Have the famous Spirit Venerables made a move?" ”

"Then let this Holy Monarch take a look and see how much ability this Spiritual Venerable has that has been blown up to the gods!"

Before the words fell, the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand slashed out, and a dazzling and gorgeous brilliance emerged, meeting the more than ten water dragons.

The sword technique of slashing the sky and drawing the sword is to gather all the strength in an instant, and burst out with ten, or even twenty points.

This point almost coincides with the star changes in the Emperor's Book of Heavenly Treasures.

After cultivating into the late stage of the Shenyuan, Ming Xiaoyang has always deliberately coordinated what he has learned all his life, and mirrored the concept of slashing the sky and drawing swords with other exercises.

At this time, a war halberd was slashed, and the water dragon struck out by the water qilin that had lived for thousands of years was all shattered under the heavy war halberd.

The boundless waves of water converged on the halberd blade and struck towards the Yuqing Palace.

If it is really hit, then the Yuqing Palace, which has been inherited by Qingyunmen for thousands of years, will say goodbye to this world forever.

Dao Xuan Zhenren and the others, who were standing in front of the Yuqing Palace, couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this hand.

I don't know when, the golden light that returned to the front of the hall, while using the mysteries of the Xuan Xin to cultivate the heroic righteousness, dispelled the demonic qi left by Ming Xiaoyang, and tried to connect his fingers, while showing an extremely resentful expression.

"Hahaha." Just when thousands of waves swept in, a person who had been silent for hundreds of years finally made a move!

The emerald fairy sword, the sword body has a dragon shape, the blade is clear like autumn water, the rui gas is steaming, the emerald green is like water, and the light is shining!

The old man is no longer the heroic appearance of a hundred years ago, and his aging figure makes people even more invisible, he is a peerless figure who was famous and righteous and demonic in the past.

However, his body is old, but his heart is not old!

The dragon sword is in the hand, the boundless righteousness is condensed, on par with the Dao Xuan real person, and even more than a peerless figure with a bit of vigor and momentum, a sword in hand, and hundreds of years of cultivation for the condensation.

Tear and pull!

Wherever the sword blade reached, the waves of water that Ming Xiaoyang came from the blue waves were all evaporated, and the sword blade slashed out at an extremely fast speed.

The mouth shouted even more: "Heaven and earth are righteous, Haoran lasts forever, don't seek immortals, but kill ghosts and gods!" ”

Go forward and slash the dragon sword, and ten thousand swords will be one to slay the ghosts and gods!

The characters who have been sleeping for hundreds of years have finally recovered!

In the crowd, Youji, one of the four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect who was fighting with the wife of the first Tian Buyi of Dazhu Peak, Su Ru, saw this scene, and her heart moved even more subconsciously.

Familiar sword moves, familiar figures, but the old appearance is long gone, and the former pride has been precipitated for too long.

For a moment, Yuhime only felt that the figure that had been lingering in her heart for a long time was constantly shattering.

A hundred years ago, a girl's feelings for hero worship were almost over at this time.

In an instant, the sadness that originally lingered between Youji's eyebrows disappeared without a trace.

quickly came back to his senses and fought with Su Ru again.

These two, one is beautiful and moving, like the incarnation of a fairy, and the other is deep and cold, like a witch of the night.

Each other's cultivation is more almost equal, and the tricks seem to be wonderful, as if they are dancing, but in fact, every move and every style contains incredible power.

Anyone involved within a radius of ten zhang could die at their hands.

Boom!

Wan Jian slashed the dragon sword with a heavy palm, and showed his famous sword move - slaying ghosts and gods.

Under the ghost god, Ming Xiaoyang, who was as strong as the incarnation of the demon god, was in his heart at that moment, and a spontaneous chill rose.

The halberd in his hand swept out, and the incomparably heavy halberd met the terrifying sword move that came from the sky as soon as the ten thousand swords broke through the air.

The monstrous demonic qi and the heroic righteous qi clashed head-on, and a flash of light appeared between the originally dark heaven and earth.

Click!

The void shattered in an instant, and the entire Tongtian Peak, along with the battle between the two, shook violently.

The phantom of the demon god, who is as burly as a mountain and seems to never be able to be defeated, was unbelievably forced to take a step back.

The originally condensed body of the demon god became even more illusory, as if Ming Xiaoyang's true body could reappear at any time.

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