Above the sky, the black mist filled the sky, the golden sun shone brightly, the cold and the scorching heat poured into each other, and the golden yang was finally pulled into the giant mouth step by step.

There was an evil aura in the coldness, and Jin Yang couldn't break through the black mist, and there were faint signs of being devoured.

The figure of the Horned Beast King disappeared in the black mist, and it laughed arrogantly: "The power of the evil god is not something you can resist, Jin Mou, give up, return to the embrace of the evil god, turn it into my nutrients, and help me achieve the holy path fruit level!"

"Don't think about it, you are willing to fall and live up to the expectations of the adults, sooner or later you will reap the consequences, and the adults will not let you go!" the Golden-Winged Beastmaster roared angrily, struggling to escape the erosion of the black mist.

But it was like a deep quagmire, and the more it struggled to resist, the stronger the power of the black fog became, restraining it and sending it into the giant mouth.

The Horned Beast King sneered, his laughter full of disdain: "My lord, do you still count on it? Now that it is asleep, it is difficult to protect itself, I am afraid that it is no longer able to take care of it, otherwise you think that I can obtain this trace of evil god power?"

"You're lying, how can you kick the power of your lord?!" The Golden-Winged Beast King's expression froze, and it was almost swallowed into the giant mouth, but it quickly stabilized its mind and resisted with all its might.

The Horned Beast King said with some pity: "Almost, but let's make a bet, do you say that if I devour you, your lord will come to save you?"

"Don't want to disturb my mind!

At the critical moment, the Golden Winged Beastmaster absolutely blew up his wings.

Suddenly, the hundred-zhang giant wings exploded, turning into thousands of extremely hot golden giant swords, forming an earth-shattering storm of blades, instantly tearing apart heavy black mist.

"Damn, don't you want to die?" roared the Hornhorn King, angrily.

I saw that the black mist exploded and scattered in all directions, if it weren't for the Horned Beast King's quick retreat, he would have almost been split into two by ten thousand swords.

Blowing up his wings, the Golden Wing Beastmaster suffered an unprecedented blow, falling from the void and smashing to the ground, and countless trees were instantly knocked down.

In the air, the Horned Beast King stabilized his body, only to see the scattered black mist condense around its body again.

"I am immortal!Jin Mou, you have destroyed your wings, I see how you can stop me!" the Horned King roared.

The Golden Winged Beastmaster's fierce blow surprised it, causing it to suffer heavy damage.

Obviously, though, the Golden-Winged Beastmaster was more seriously injured.

"Burn the jade!" the Golden-Winged Beastmaster staggered to his feet, unwilling to sit still, even though it had lost its wings.

The Horned Beastmaster was furious and swooped down on the Golden-Winged Beastmaster: "Go and die!"

"Are you going to die? It's a pity, I may not be able to pull it to die with me!" the Golden-Winged Beastmaster sighed, his voice full of unwillingness, and he wanted to explode himself.

At the same time, Lin Muchen failed to suppress the Zhuxian Sword after all.

I saw that the Zhuxian Sword instantly broke through Lin Muchen's dantian and rushed into the air like a red match.

In the process, the Zhuxian Sword gradually grew larger, growing from an inch long to three feet long, carrying a monstrous red light and endless killing power, instantly penetrating the body of the Horned Beast King.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the Horned Beast King trembled, and his rapidly advancing figure stopped instantly, and the black mist surrounding it quickly dissipated, and together with its body, it took a few breaths to completely dissipate in the air, as if it had never appeared.

"I am unwilling, I want to rebel against the sky......"

The void reverberated the last of the Horned Beast King's voice, full of anger and unwillingness.

The Golden Wing Beast King was stunned, it didn't even notice what was happening, only to see a red light flash that made its soul tremble, and the invincible Horned Beast King was wiped out cleanly, and his soul flew away, leaving no trace behind.

With a sword of immortals, the gods and demons are destroyed.

All of this happened in an instant.

The momentum of the Zhuxian Sword was like a rainbow, and after penetrating the body of the Horned Beast King, it did not stop, and flew back to Lin Muchen's side, and Lin Muchen subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the sword.

At this time, the Zhuxian Sword was no longer restless, and the red light was restrained again, like an ordinary sword.

Who would have thought that it was this almost ordinary sword that would kill a powerful beast king with one sword!

The forest was quiet again, and everything was calm.

Qian Wannian and other Qian family masters breathed a long sigh of relief.

For the rest of their lives, they collapsed on the ground, panting for breath.

They didn't notice the flash of red light, only to see the Golden Wing Beast King fight desperately, his wings turned into a storm of golden blades, scattering the soul of the Horned Beast King.

And the Golden Wing Beast King fell into the forest and did not reappear, perhaps the two Beast Kings died together!

Thinking like this, Qian Wannian and the others suddenly felt relieved in their hearts, and experienced the struggle on the verge of death, which made them feel what a beautiful thing it is to be alive!

At this time, Qian Wannian noticed Lin Muchen on the other side.

I saw Lin Muchen holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, his body trembling slightly, and he seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet.

His eyes were closed, his brow was furrowed, and his face was as pale as paper, with a hint of pain flashing from time to time.

Qian Wannian frowned, but soon sneered: "I didn't expect your life to be so big, you can survive!

While speaking, Qian Wannian held the treasure knife in his hand and walked towards Lin Muchen step by step.

And Lin Muchen's body trembled even more, and that weird appearance made Qian Wannian a little surprised.

"Didn't this kid know that he was about to die, and he trembled with fear?" the rich master sneered, and suddenly everyone else burst into laughter.

Experiencing the threat of death, these Qian masters' minds are on the verge of collapse, as if mocking the weakness of others will make them feel strong and forget the shadow that made them despair for a while.

Obviously, Lin Muchen is the weak in their eyes.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Qian Wannian snorted coldly.

He raised the treasure knife, and the spirit wrapped around the blade, turning into a huge milky white knife shadow, and slashed towards Lin Muchen's head.

Originally, Qian Wannian still wanted to torture Lin Muchen, but after the battle between the two beast kings, the despair of death still filled his heart, he didn't want to delay time, and wanted to kill Lin Muchen with a sword, and then leave the wild Gusen immediately.

This is a place that he never wants to step into again!

The sword roared, and when he was about to slash Lin Muchen, he saw that Lin Muchen's body suddenly stopped shaking, his closed eyes opened in vain, and the red light flashed away.

At this time, Lin Muchen's eyes were full of red light, indifferent without a trace of emotion, that kind of gaze was like a god king sitting on the nine heavens, overlooking all beings.

Qian Wannian's body trembled, Lin Muchen's eyes made him tremble, and the invisible cold killing intent made him feel infinite fear in his heart.

The next moment, Lin Muchen slashed away with a sword, and Qian Wannian's body suddenly turned in half, and he fell to the ground dripping with blood, whimpering with life.