Chapter 60: Ten Thousand Demon Bells

"Boom!"

The dust almost covered the entire sky dome, and even if many warriors retreated for a hundred miles, they still had lingering palpitations, and they could clearly feel the violent energy contained in the dust

The power of a beast like a flood is no longer something that a Qi Spirit Realm martial artist can withstand, and it is no exaggeration to say that once a Qi Spirit Ninefold martial artist enters it, he will definitely die without a complete body.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a huge roar like thunder sounded in the smoke and dust that covered the sky, and then only a black pillar of light penetrated through the diffuse dust and went straight up to the sky, black as ink, full of domineering, which made the eyes of many warriors appear with horror, and their hearts trembled fiercely.

"Demon Sword Slaughter!"

In the pitch-black pillar of light, Yang Li's hoarse voice like a broken windmill sounded, and then he saw a huge black demon knife phantom in the black pillar of light gradually condense.

The black demon knife buzzed like the roar of the Abyss Demon King, full of breathtaking magic, and hundreds of millions of sword lights fell down, tearing apart the dust that enveloped the entire mountain path in an instant.

At this time, the crowd from the periphery of the hundred miles was able to see the scene clearly, only to see Yang Li standing tall like a spear on a raised boulder, and all the rocks around him were shattered.

The black demon knife above his head vibrated and vibrate, and with each sword sound and vibration, there would be an extra crack in the void near the black demon knife.

"Slash!"

As the black demon knife fell, the entire sky dome immediately darkened, and the ink-black sword almost split the entire sky dome in half.

Under the sky, Luo Hao's expression was solemn, his eyes narrowed slightly, this black demon knife was extremely domineering, and it seemed that it had the power to destroy everything.

A large area of the void turned into nothingness and chaos under the pitch-black sword of the black demon knife, as if it had been beaten back to the original form of heaven and earth, and the black sword seemed to dominate the entire universe.

The sky seemed to be pressed very low at this moment, and Luo Hao felt that the blue sky above his head seemed to be about to collapse. The onlookers who were hundreds of miles away were even having difficulty breathing, even if their cultivation was a little worse.

Looking at the black demon knife with boundless domineering and demon striking, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt in the Xiyue Hills looked very solemn and then said in a low voice: "The demon knife slaughters the gods." ”

Just as the middle-aged man's voice in the yellow shirt fell, Xue Yue's pupils of the Infinite Sword Sect dilated and he exclaimed, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. Most of the martial artists beside the two of them were still at a loss when they saw this.

The younger generation of "Demon Sword Slaughtering God Technique" has no memory of this name, but the older generation and even the previous generation of martial artists are absolutely impressed, even unforgettable.

"Demon Knife Slaughter God Recipe" is created by a great power of the ancient demon clan, according to legend, this Demon Knife Slaughter God Trick is domineering enough to slaughter gods and destroy demons, and on the day of success, the sky descended on the sky to destroy the ancient thunder tribulation, hundreds of millions of thunder tribulations landed to destroy this trick, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful. ”

"Thousands of years ago, the power of the demon clan was to rely on this demon knife to slaughter the gods across the heavens, and the masters of the blood, bone, and god clans were all beheaded. ”

"Legend has it that once the Demon Sword Slayer Recipe is murderous, it often makes the caster a killing machine. Even the demon clan power who created the Demon Sword Slaughter Technique back then was not spared, and in the end, because of the killing, many races were dissatisfied, and finally died under the joint siege of the major races. ”

Since then, this Demon Sword Slaughter Technique has disappeared, but I never thought that this set of Killing Knife Techniques would reappear after thousands of years. Seeing that everyone was puzzled by the Xiyue hills, the man in the yellow shirt explained, his voice was full of sighs, and with this set of sword techniques, it is estimated that there will be more killings in the world.

Although the distance was far away, Luo Hao still heard the words of the man in the yellow shirt, and he never thought that this black demon knife actually had such a origin, and even involved a demon clan power.

Despite this, Luo Hao snorted coldly in his heart: "It doesn't matter if you are a demon knife or a god slaughterer, if you provoke me, you will destroy people with a knife." ”

In the face of the pitch-black sword that almost cut down half of the sky, a Ling Tian's battle intent burned in Luo Hao's heart like a raging flame. In the dantian, the blurred spirit infant's eyebrows, a golden battle mark bloomed, a faint golden glow, as if responding to his battle intent.

"Drink!"

The golden fist struck, and the endless dragon power was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and with the vast dragon roar, under the countless shocked eyes, the golden fist and the black demon sword collided fiercely through the void.

"Bang!"

For a while, the endless black sword qi churned to form a boiling black ocean, and countless powerful ghosts appeared in the black ocean, and they roared and struggled.

These are the obsessions of the strong people who once died under the Demon Sword Slaughtering Technique, and many of them are dressed in ancient and unrecognizable clothes, but it is no surprise that they are definitely unprecedentedly powerful world-class powerhouses in front of them.

"I didn't expect Yang Li to evolve this Demon Sword God Slaughter Technique to such a realm, and he was actually able to summon the ghosts of the heroic spirits who died under this Demon Sword God Slaughter Technique countless years ago. ”

The man in the yellow shirt who looked at the black ocean of Xiyue hills that was almost boiling and ghostly was standing one after another, pursed his lips, and his expression was gloomy.

"Demon Sword Slaughter God, kid take your life!" Yang Li roared in his mouth, his black hair flying, and his expression was arrogant like a born demon. A pair of cold hunting eyes on his hideous face stared at Luo Hao, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

In the face of Yang Li's crazy shot, Luo Hao's face was solemn, and his heart was surprisingly quiet, as if nothing in this world could shake his heartstrings.

I saw him calmly raise his head to meet Yang Li's cold eyes, and then spoke: "Just a madman who has lost his mind wants to take Luo's life, but he can't do it!"

When the words landed, I saw that Luo Hao's palm was quickly wrapped in a layer of pure gold, and the golden palm was pushed out from his chest, and the world shook in an instant.

The endless golden divine light in the golden palm burst out and turned into an ancient picture scroll, in which countless ancient ancestors were sacrificing, the ancient Sanskrit sound in the sky was resounding, the eternal will was awakening, and the sonorous war song was loud.

"Sky Split!"

This sound was like an ancient ancestor roaring, and at the same time as he was fighting for his life to the sky, countless mysterious light patterns lit up between the golden palms. At this moment, the Heaven Splitting Hand had evolved to the limit of what he could achieve so far.

The ancient human race's battle skills hooked the ancient will, and the power was earth-shattering, and the entire Heavenly Ancient Continent seemed to be blessing him. The Demon Sword Slaughter Recipe was created by a peerless power of the ancient demon clan, murderous, domineering, killing gods when encountering gods, and killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas.

At this moment, the two terrifying tactics seemed to be colliding across the ages, and the divine light in the golden palm was surging like a once-in-a-century tide of heaven and earth, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth. The black demon knife is domineering and invincible, killing and shaking the sky, Yang Li is crazy like a mad demon, and the demon power is surging like the resurrection of the ancient demon.

Under the gaze of countless terrifying eyes, the black demon knife sounded, the golden palm was brilliant and invincible, and the rumbling sound resounded in the sky, only to see one gold and one black like two ancient worlds colliding.

With the fierce confrontation between the golden palm and the black demon sword, the terrifying power rippled in all directions, and the power was enough to kill any martial artist below the Blood Gathering Realm in an instant.

The golden-black power exploded, and the infinite blinding light bloomed that made it impossible to open one's eyes. The weaker warrior fainted directly in this golden-black light.

In the terrifying wave, the entire mountain road, including the creatures within a radius of dozens of miles, was completely destroyed, the huge fossilized powder, and the grass and trees were empty.

Under the impact of such a terrifying force, Luo Hao's body was violently shaken out, his hair was scattered, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his body was deeply pressed into the mountain in the distance, and a huge human-shaped pit instantly appeared on the surface of the mountain.

"Dingdingding......"

Just as Luo Hao was pressed into the mountain, the black knife where Yang Li was exploded in the center, and a melodious bell rang out, and then a strange and noble purple brilliance was revealed through the golden-black light, and under the gaze of many frightened eyes, a purple bell only the size of a palm revealed a clear outline.

"Wan ...... Ten Thousand Demon Bells!" Suddenly, the yellow-shirted man in the Xiyue Hills had his eyes wide and screamed. The clenched hands under the robe trembled, and there was no trace of calmness in his eyes, replaced by unforgettable hatred.