The black mist shrouded the sky, instantly enveloping Jian Zun's body, and a big hand fell from the sky, lifting him up, and quickly holding it down. It has become a mass of souls infected by evil things, and with the pain of betrayal by the beloved, it has become the nourishment of the unconscious.

The spiritual world turned black in an instant.

"Strength."

The hurricane rose, the first generation of zero stood in the eye of the hurricane, the soul black mist rushed out of his mouth, and quickly occupied the body of Jian Zun, he opened his arms wide, his wide sleeves hunted and flew, his long hair fluttered wantonly, and he sighed comfortably in the sky.

At this moment, Joan sensed the existence of the original Zero!

She held a long whip in her hand, attached to the power of fire and aura, and flung it in his direction!

"Smack!"

With a crisp whip, the darkness in front of Qiao An instantly broke a hole, and from the torn mouth, she saw the first-generation Zero and the Sword Venerable who were about to be taken away in white.

Her heart jumped and she immediately took a step forward.

Darkness rippled beneath her feet like streaks of water.

She was wrapped in a blazing aura force, and flames ignited all around her, breaking through the hurricane, and in an instant, she came behind the first generation Zero, raised her hand, and threw it at his back!

"Smack!"

The long whip slashed off the body of the first generation Zero, and blood spurted out, splashing Joan all over!

"Master!"

The scorching and mournful screams shook the darkness, and the hurricane was instantly chaotic!

The black mist sprang out of its mouth with its last tail, shaking its body and burrowing into Jian Zun's body.

Sword Honors Him...... Heads up!

On the other side, the cold spring has been occupied by dragon scale fire, and a pool of flames is boiling and burning, and Jing Yiran's figure can no longer be seen.

"Ahh

A roaring roar rushed out of the boiling heat and into the sky.

A hand stretched out of the fire!

The charred spark of his hand was attached to it, and he grabbed the stone by the spring, and the stone was instantly cracked with a clicking sound.

Then the green tendons burst out, and one person propped up his body and stuck his head out of the fire.

He closed his eyes, his skin had been burned into black charcoal, he couldn't see his face clearly, his hair had become a fire burning behind him, and the surging magic power burst out in an instant, blending with the flames, soaring into the sky, red and black, the power was immense, and the ground was shaking, almost illuminating the entire sky.

At the moment of life and death, the forbidden technique is broken!

This would not only be the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, even the sects thousands of miles away had seen this scene, they looked up at the sky, and felt the demonic aura that soared into the sky, shaking the ground.

"Magic ...... Tribe! ”

Someone pointed to the sky and shouted, one spread ten to hundred, and instantly shook the entire fairy world!

"Demon invasion!"

Jing Yiran clenched his fists, his muscles bulged, and the black charcoal attached to his body cracked inch by inch, revealing his intact right side of his face and the left side of his face with black scales!

He leaned out of the flames of his upper body, the black scales of his left arm were attached, spreading to half of his chest, and the human skin on the other side was reborn in this flame, the lines were beautiful and almost perfect, flawless, and the magic of destroying the sky strongly suppressed the dragon scale fire struggling in his body, and the flames behind him retreated, and the black hair was wisps, covering his shoulders and hanging down on his chest.

It gave birth to a suffocating downcast beauty.

Then he ...... Open your eyes!

The heterochromatic pupils of one red and one black are like fire and night, if they contain the boundless world of the sky and clouds, and contain the most evil wanton in the world, emitting a strange light, and there are dragon-shaped flames jumping in the eyes, as if struggling.

Half-human, half-demon!

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, his magnificent appearance seemed to be smiling, and a demonic aura burst out from him, he reached out and grabbed it, pinched the dragon scale fire wisdom, and lightly opened his lips.

"Surrender or ...... Die! ”

A low, hoarse voice resounded in the air, and a clear and compelling aura burst out.

Wicked!