Now at this stage, the people who can enter the Qingyun Immortal Mansion are all the top heroes in the Immortal Sect, if they don't meet the requirements of the Giant Axe Heavenly General, I'm afraid that few of the monks behind will be able to meet it.

These Heavenly Generals are all heroic bodies, and they have been waiting for countless years, one is to protect the Heavenly King Palace, and the other is to find a suitable new master for their respective Supreme Divine Soldiers.

The Dark Tribulation is about to come again, and the Qingyun Immortal Mansion may be the last time it will appear in the heavens.

After all, imperial weapons such as the Sea Emperor Trident and the Bow of the Stars have already been born, and if they are still dragging it, then the supreme weapons that they have spent endless effort to build may have to be buried here with them.

The Greataxe General's right hand clenched tightly, and he fell into a long silence before his tone became calm.

"So what! The Supreme Vessel in our hands has drunk countless blood, accompanied by the glory of a lifetime, rather than being wasted in the hands of ordinary people, it is better to sleep here with this seat!

As the saying goes, a good horse with a good saddle and a sword for heroes, if they don't have enough capital, then what qualifications do they have to inherit our supreme weapons!"

Gotcha!

The master in front of the other party is so determined, Di Yunxiao will no longer be verbose, he looks at these people is also very unpleasant, indiscriminately asked him to sacrifice the Nightmare Bow, this account has not been completely settled!

"You, yes, it's you! Don't you want this king's longbow, give you a chance, win my supreme weapon and it will be yours, and you can get another chance to inherit the divine weapon!"

Di Yunxiao's gaze locked on the demon dao master with a gloomy face, and hooked the index finger of his right hand, making a provocative movement.

Seeing this, the dozens of immortal sect powerhouses were in an uproar, and most of them didn't expect that this human race kid would dare to provoke the ruthless people among them who were among the top three in cultivation.

Yan Ghost Demon Lord, the boss of the Demon Dao in Xihe Prefecture, has cultivated for more than 1,900 years, slaughtered countless tribes, and his hands are stained with the blood of the strong people of all races, and he is a famous executioner in the thirty-three states of Xianmen.

In Xihe Prefecture, even the city lord was reluctant to make a move with this old devil easily.

"Old Devil Yan, what are you waiting for, this little thing who doesn't know whether to live or die is provoking you, clean him up fiercely, and tell this kid who can be messed with and who can't be messed with!"

Among the strong people in the Immortal Gate, there is a Dao Monarch strong Divine Thought, and he doesn't believe that Emperor Yunxiao can really be able to defeat a Dao Monarch powerhouse.

A hundred years of cultivating the combat power of the Dao Monarch is simply a fantasy!

For the anger in his ears, Yan Ghost Demon Lord's hideous face twitched faintly, it was not that he didn't want to directly kill the miscellaneous pieces of this human race, but after the scene just now, he had no intention of underestimating Emperor Yunxiao.

Being able to move under the shock of his momentum, and piercing his palm with a thunderous shot, the strength of this little human mongrel far exceeded the limits of his realm.

"Ghost Yan, what are you inking, if you are so timid, it is better to let this seat come, the supreme weapon on this kid is exactly what I want!"

A Dao Monarch powerhouse on the land showed a coveted look, since the old demon Yan was afraid and uneasy, then it was better to give him this opportunity, a supreme inheritance, who wouldn't want to get it?

Being so provoked by others, Yan Ghost Demon Monarch's heart was horizontal, and he immediately spoke:

"Fart, who said that Lao Tzu was afraid, this seat is just testing the truth of the attitude of the statue. A mere human child in the realm of the Kaiyang Wheel can be destroyed by this seat. ”

Yan Ghost Demon Lord's expression was slightly cold, and he stepped out, with a hideous blood hook in his hand, and a little blood spot was faintly visible on the red bloodletting blood trough.

His words caused the Dao Monarchs of the Immortal Gate World around him to bow their heads.

"Oh, you can destroy this king with your hands, and I'm really not afraid of the wind and flashing my tongue, old thing, roll over and die!"

Emperor Yunxiao stuck the Nightmare Bow on the ground, and casually took off the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword behind him, and the ground trembled with the sound of the heavy sword.

Originally, he only planned to teach this demon powerhouse a hard lesson, but now, since the other party said that he would destroy him, then don't blame him for being ruthless and destroying people's three souls and seven spirits.

"Come on, old dog, don't you get over here..."

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Yunxiao squatted downward, and then shot into the sky like a stray bullet, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed at Yan Ghost Demon Lord with a thunderous and furious attitude.

The interlocking light and shadow were like golden light refractions, and by the time the other people's nerves reacted, Di Yunxiao's giant sword had already pulled out a sharp howl, which was directly aimed at the neck of the Yan Ghost Demon Lord.

The hairs stood on end, and this demonic giant only felt the blood flowing backwards, and before the sword arrived, the sharp edge almost stimulated his blood vessels to burst.

Subconsciously, he held the handle tightly with his left hand, and his right arm was attached to his Wu hook magic weapon, blocking the hook back of the magic weapon in front of the left side of his neck.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Holding the sword with both hands, with the power of the falling body, the strength of Di Yunxiao's sword was no less than two million catties, and under the collision, he directly knocked the Wu hook in the opponent's hand into the air.

The remnants of the frenzied violence almost swept against the other party's cheeks, and only the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and Yan Ghost Demon Lord's body was like a rag sack, flying dozens of times, directly hitting the wall in the distance.

The unexpected change made everyone dumbfounded, including the few strong men who were clamoring to take the place of Yan Ghost Demon Monarch before, and at this moment, their mouths were wide open, and they could almost swallow an egg.

"This... How is this possible!

A squeaky sound spat out from the mouth of a Dao Monarch powerhouse, as the other party's old opponent, of course he knew how powerful this old ghost was.

Even though Yan Ghost Demon Monarch was not a body refining cultivator, a strong person who stepped into the Dao Monarch Realm, the Heavenly Dao was blessed, and no matter how fragile his physical body was, it was enough to easily withstand the impact of 500,000 catties of strength.

What kind of fierce medicine did that Terran kid take, and he was able to crack Yan Ghost Daojun's bones with one blow, and the whole person flew out dozens of feet, and he still hasn't been able to get up?

"This seat, this seat is going to slaughter you, little mongrel..."

For more than twenty breaths, Yan Ghost Demon Lord struggled to get up from the side door wall of the main hall, his eyes were blood-red, and the monstrous demonic qi turned into a hideous ghost head, roaring and roaring wildly behind him.

"Die, you die to this seat!"

Yan Ghost Demon Lord's flesh and blood squirmed, the broken left arm bone was rejoined, and he kicked the ground with both feet, and the demonic qi hit the ground, overturning more than a dozen two-foot-square blue bricks.

His steel-whip-like legs slashed and slashed with unparalleled momentum, and the rolling intent and fierce strength swept swiftly towards the emperor clouds in front of him like a huge wave.

"Hmph, after being knocked off four or five bones by this king's sword, don't you have a long memory, then I'll give you a lesson that I will never forget.

"Fighting Wheel Sutra" Inner Dao Nine Styles of the Open Heaven!"

(End of chapter)