Wang Zhong was also shaken, feeling that the scorched earth under his feet was shaking, and the centipede-like cracks on the ground were still tearing.

"Then don't talk nonsense, today is either you die or I die. The Dongshan god was furious, and he didn't want to continue talking nonsense, so he made a move.

"Since you are stubborn, I will represent the Heavenly Demon Bloodline and get rid of you scum. Emperor Jiang was even more angry, the sound was like a tiger's roar, shocking hundreds of thousands of miles, and the stone mountains collapsed one after another, and even the ground where Wang Zhong was standing seemed to be about to fall.

But Wang Zhong was not afraid, he was angry and powerless.

He wanted to help, but he couldn't.

He knew that all this was in the past, and what he saw now was only the scene of a long, long time ago.

It's just too real, so real that it was staged and happened in front of Wang Zhong's eyes.

At the moment when the Dongshan Divine Spirit made a move, his gaze turned over and glanced at Wang Zhong.

At this glance, the real reality is indescribable.

As if telling Wang Zhong that he was optimistic.

"The sky is dry; ”

Scold!

The Dongshan God moved, and Wang Zhong's ears also clearly heard this sentence, and under this sentence, it was the cultivation method of the Jiuyang Sword Box that poured into his mind.

The sharp sound was like a sword unsheathed, piercing the void.

I saw the nine golden rays of light circulating around the body of the Dongshan Divine Spirit, one of which bloomed with dazzling light, and the light was so sharp that even the space was distorted.

It was not a light, but a spearhead-like weapon, just like the nine-handled weapon that Grandpa Ling created for Wang Zhong, and there was a glowing word "Qian" on that weapon.

"The water is endless. ”

"Shanyang Gen, natural selection. ”

"Thunder and sun earthquakes, life and death are impermanent. ”

"Wind and sunshine are pervasive. ”

"The fire and the sun are separated, and the furnace of heaven and earth is melted. ”

"Diyang Kun, eternal and indestructible. ”

"Zeyangdui, come and go freely. ”

"In the positive yang, all laws do not invade. ”

Puff puff puff!

At this moment, the nine golden rays of light circulating around the body of the Dongshan Divine Spirit were like unsheathed swords, making a sharp sound that pierced the space.

At the same time, the nine golden rays of light rose like nine rounds of scorching sun, setting off the Dongshan gods as dazzling as a god.

In Wang Zhong's mind, the cultivation method of the "Jiuyang Sword Box" had been engraved into it.

From dry to middle, it is the change of Jiuyang, such as the nine hexagrams, which can be auspicious and avoid evil, turn danger into relievability, and make yourself invincible.

"Donghuang, I appreciate your creativity, Jiuyang Sword Box is good, but it's a pity that your strength is a little worse. Emperor Jiang drank coldly, and held the Fang Tian painting halberd seven or eight zhang high in his hand and threw it into the stone peak.

Bang!

The entire stone peak began to spread out a crack like a moat around his Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and as soon as he kicked his big foot, his tall and mighty body soared into the air.

Rumble!

The stone peak under his feet collapsed the moment he took off into the air, turning into a stream of boulders and turning into ruins.

Shout!

Eight sword spears slammed away, heading towards the location of the Imperial Territory, and eight torn white air currents in the air surged under the tips of the eight sword spears.

And the "Zhengyangzhong", a boxy sword like a ring ruler, stood behind the gods of Dongshan, blooming with a heavy earthy yellow light.

This is a sword that is inviolable, such as a shield tablet for the gods of Dongshan, it can resist the disaster of killing.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Emperor Jiang's hand slashed down immediately, and a heavy sword light slashed down like a moat, like the Milky Way falling into the Nine Heavens.

That tremendous power and momentum, as if nothing could continue to exist under his sword.

Rumble!

The eight Zhiyang sword spears in front of him were about to cut off the emperor from the sword with the momentum of never returning.

However, the Imperial Frontier is really too strong.

As he himself said, he admired the Jiuyang Sword Box created by the Dongshan Divine Spirit, but his strength was a little worse.

In the face of huge power, no matter how strong the supernatural power is, it is difficult to exert it.

Just like a big fish, no matter how fast it is in the sea and how amazing its bite is, once it is caught in the net, all it has is in vain.

Now the Jiuyang Sword Box of the Dongshan Divine Spirit is like that big fish, and the Imperial Territory is the fishing net.

Under the roar of the explosion, the eight Solstice Sword Spears all lost their brilliance, and even cracks appeared on the sword spears.

The body of the Dongshan god trembled at this moment, his face turned pale in an instant, a mouthful of heat flowed to his throat, and with a pop, blood spurted out.

"Grandpa Ling!!" Wang Zhong shouted hysterically, he was really heartbroken to see it, and the powerlessness that he couldn't save made him extremely mad.

Even if he died, he wanted to go and block Grandpa Ling.

But all this is in the past, and he is just a bystander, witnessing all this really happening, but there is nothing he can do.

"Be careful, Grandpa Ling. Wang Zhong could only shout with all his strength to remind the Dongshan gods, but how could the Dongshan gods hear his voice.

Because Wang Zhong had already seen that the imperial frontier was coming across the border, Fang Tian's halberd was split in front of the head of the Dongshan gods, and if this knife went down, I am afraid that the Dongshan gods would be divided into two halves.

"So far, from now on, in the Heavenly Demon Realm, there will be no more your Eastern Emperor. Emperor Jiang's cold shouts resounded, like a tiger's roar, and Fang Tian's halberd also split down.

"In the positive yang, all laws do not invade. ”

The Dongshan Divine Spirit roared like a dragon, and the boxy divine sword that towered behind him rotated like a ring ruler, and in an instant, it was like a huge mountain that wrapped the Dongshan Divine Spirit.

Shout......

The eight swords and spears that were knocked out by the imperial frontier returned one after another, falling from the sky, and stood around this huge mountain in an instant, forming a landscape of mountains and rivers, thunder and fire, wind and rain.

"It's kind of interesting. Di Jiang smiled coldly, unmoved, in his eyes, all this is a fancy thing.

Because he believed that nothing could stop him, especially the power and cultivation of the Dongshan gods under him.

Rumble!

He slashed it with this sword, the mountains and rivers disappeared, the thunder, fire, wind and rain disappeared, the mountains were shattered, and the nine swords and spears were all to the limit of bearing.

Under his sword, the Jiuyang sword box was shattered.

However, the figure of the Dongshan deity has disappeared.

This made Emperor Jiang take aback, he knew that the blow just now did not kill the Dongshan Gods, but was resisted by this Jiuyang Sword Box.

It's just that I don't know when the Dongshan gods escaped from it.

For a while, he looked around, but he didn't know the trace of the gods of Dongshan.

"Donghuang, do you think you can escape?" Emperor Jiang roared, shaking like thunder within a hundred miles.

When his gaze swept over Wang Zhong's location, he didn't stop for a moment, but Wang Zhong scolded him so much that he was bloody.

Wang Zhong didn't really exist here, he was just witnessing the battle that Grandpa Ling had really experienced, and using this battle to teach him the cultivation method and application method of the Jiuyang Sword Box.

The knife that destroyed Grandpa Ling just now, Wang Zhong saw it heartbreakingly, and after the nine swords and spears were shattered, Grandpa Ling's disappearance made Wang Zhong breathe a sigh of relief.