As soon as Chi Huo left the body of the demon clone, he heard a loud noise behind him, followed by a super powerful shockwave.

"Boom!"

Under this shock wave, Chi Huo only felt that the vision in front of him was constantly shaking, and the person was thrown out uncontrollably, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

"Wow......"

Qi and blood surged, Chi Huo couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of reverse blood, only to see that the current Chi Huo was covered with blood, especially on the back, the skin and flesh were missing, and the bones were exposed.

Hurriedly swallowing two pills, Chi Huo turned his head with Yulin Ling, only to see that the doppelganger of the First Demon had been blown to pieces.

This blood baby is really powerful, the attack power of this move, Chi Huo has never seen it, I am afraid that it is the full force of the first demon clone, I am afraid that it is not so fierce.

"Without the Origin Demon Clone, this victory or defeat is not certain!" Although the Ghost King had no arms, he laughed wildly.

However, at this moment, the shattered Origin Demon clone that had been blown up turned into a stream of blood essence and floated up, one of which was a black eyeball, and a huge heart floated out intact.

Chi Huo's eyes narrowed, and he put Yulin Ling on top of a flat boulder, and pinched the law in his hand: "The First Demon Holds the Heavens!"

The Xuan Power and Xuan Qi in his body surged, and in the blink of an eye, a huge phantom condensed behind him, just like when he dealt with Luo Xuan, the young sect master of the Tianluo Sect.

As the phantom condensed out, this huge figure broke away from Chi Huo's back, took a step, waved his big hand, and the eyeballs and heart were grasped in his hands.

Then it coalesced with the phantom.

The difference was that the rising blood qi also converged in this direction, but it did not merge into the Primal Demon Phantom, but swarmed towards Chi Huo's back.

"Ah......h

A sharp pain came from Chi Huo's back, and I saw that the bloody wound was rapidly fused at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a moment, the wound on Chi Huo's body was as intact as ever.

With the injury on Chi Huo's back intact, the Primal Demon Phantom suddenly collapsed at this time, turning into a stream of mysterious power and energy that melted into Chi Huo's back.

I saw Chi Huo's thick back, and now there is an extra pair of tattoos, which is the nine-headed and eighteen-armed first demon.

For a moment, Chi Huo felt that his body seemed to be full of strength, and he threw a punch towards the ghost king.

"Boom!"

This punch carried an incomparable force, like thunder, and Chi Huo was taken aback by his own move, this power was not at all something that a small Flying Phoenix Realm cultivator could have.

"You can still use the power of the Origin Demon, but I underestimated you!" the Ghost King let out a cold snort.

I saw that his mouth opened, and a black long sword was spewed out, turning into a shock, and met Chi Huo.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, this move turned out to be quite a battle, but Chi Huo could clearly feel that the sudden extra power in his body was rapidly dissipating.

I'm afraid that it won't take long for it to dissipate, and I just don't care about anything else, and as soon as my palm flips, the sword of the Ancient Emperor falls into my hand.

"Eat me with a sword!" The Xuan Li Xuan Qi in Chi Huo's body was poured into the Ancient Emperor Sword at this time, and Chi Huo used this sword once in the Great Xia Kingdom, and that time he was desperate.

But this time was different, the extra power in his body poured into the Desolate Ancient Emperor Sword, and Chi Huo didn't have the slightest sense of detachment.

Only a dragon roar was heard, and the Ancient Emperor Sword turned into a giant sword with a cold light and a length of about thirty or forty meters in Chi Huo's hand in the blink of an eye.

A giant dragon winded around the sword body, almost exactly the same as the sword that suppressed the Nirvana that Chi Huo saw in the secret realm of Tiantong Ancestor back then.

"This volatility ......"

"What is this...... It's so strong!"

For a while, many cultivators who were fighting unexpectedly stopped, and raised their heads one by one to look at the sky.

I saw that it was a child who was only five or six years old, wearing a tattooed portrait of nine heads and eighteen arms on his back, and in front of him was a big sword with a dragon coiled thirty or forty meters.

"How is it possible! This is the mysterious weapon of the upper realm......" The ghost king's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't have imagined that the sword used by Chi Huo was actually from the upper realm.

And looking at the current appearance, the other party can still drive, and for a while, sweat soaked his back and flashed.

Under the dazzling light, Yu Linling, who was in a coma, opened his eyes, and he looked at the sky, a man who had lost his arms, a boy about five or six years old, his expression was full of pain.

These two men, one is her beloved, and the other is the father who gave birth to her and raised her, but now they are fighting to the death, and tears welled up in their eyes for a while.

"Go!" Chi Huo felt that the power in his body had almost disappeared, and he didn't dare to slack off, pointing a little at his fingers.

A dragon roared above the sword of the Ancient Emperor, and a huge sword slashed out.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Although the strength of the ghost king is not weak, but Chi Huo's sword is like carrying the power of heaven and earth, this sword is cut down, and the sky is shattered, as if it is going to cut the sky in half.

"I'm not reconciled......," the ghost king said in a hoarse voice.

Under this sword, his body was directly twisted to pieces, and the violent roar was so powerful that all the cultivators couldn't open their eyes.

After everything dissipated, Chi Huo was still floating in the air, there was a long sword floating in front of him, the ghost king was no more, and there was a huge sword mark on the ground about thousands of meters long and about 100 meters wide.

Although this sword ended, the Xuan Li Xuan Qi in the air was abnormally disordered, and Chi Huo's spiritual power searched for it, but did not find any trace of the Ghost King, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Under this sword, I am afraid that no one in this Xuantian Continent will be able to take it down, and the other party should have been completely annihilated.

"Be careful!"

At this time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in front of Chi Huo's body, and a head appeared out of thin air, it turned out to be the Ghost King, and now he has no body at all, only such a head remains.

"The last secret technique, the soul of preservation, but if you want to turn over, I'm afraid it's no longer possible, but even if you die, I have to pull you!" The ghost king, who had only one head left, came out of his mouth with a voice that was not like a human voice.

Chi Huo only felt that the hairs on his body stood upside down, and a sense of crisis that he had never felt before rose, followed by the impact of a strong tendon in front of him.

"Boom!"

The ghost king's head with only one head left blew itself up, a super master of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Yanyang Realm, even if there is only one head left, it is not Chi Huo who can only be resisted by the cultivation of the Flying Phoenix Realm.

Yu Linling looked at this scene and closed her eyes unwillingly, the two men who were the most important to her in her life were going to die like this.

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