The scorching waves of fire swept through the sky, and the golden figure in the flames was majestic, and a random stop there suppressed the flame power of the golden crow.

When the flames began to burn, the golden figure seemed to turn into a round of sun.

The God of Wealth Pavilion Lord Tianyang Longyan first appeared in his true form, but the power that surged out of his body made people almost suffocated.

The limbed ghost only glanced at them and walked forward, the breath of his whole body locked on the blooming holy light, only the white eyes of the eyes shot two black lights, the black light shot into the holy light like a sharp sword, and looked directly at the evil soul through the tall body wrapped in the holy light.

"Swallowing the sky, not wanting to die of old age, you can't change your fate if you don't accept the replacement of life",

"Devoured by me is your only end",

With a slight force, the ground under his feet sank three feet, and with a hook and a press of his five fingers, the huge demon bone hand let out a terrifying demon roar, and rumbled forward like a black mountain.

The holy light bloomed suddenly, and the figure wrapped in the holy light turned his hand and pressed a silver handprint, the rapidly enlarged handprint was like a grinding plate, and the lines of each joint were like silver water air-dried.

Long Yuzhen and Lu Hong alternated with a palm and a sword, and the dragon-like sword qi was on the hand of the demon bone, the cold air spread, and the hand of the demon bone formed a thick layer of ice crystals from the fingertips to the back of the hand, and its offensive slowed down slightly.

Lu Hong's body was flying, his sword intent was surging, and his face was serious.

He was not ignorant of the strength of the Millennium One Demon, Gai Wenquan and Li Guiyang were also defeated and lost when they joined forces that day, and both were injured, he had never underestimated this big demon, but after one move, the horror in his heart was even worse, Yan Lingshuang's Silver Moon Sword and the sword qi blessed by the Overlord Sword Diagram failed to block the hand of the demon bone that was already at the end of the crossbow.

Pinching the sword trick in his hand, the sword qi was like a huge wave when it rose again, and the sea of thunder and sword surged again.

The surging sword intent was nothing but in front of the limb ghost, the sword wave swept against his body, he just flew upside down with long hair, and his body made a clanging sound, and he never stopped for a moment, and the demonic qi in his palm became extremely violent, and everything where the demonic qi passed turned black, and all the life qi turned black.

"Wu Yan Lingshuang is from the Great Wilderness, he died fighting ghouls in his previous life, and his corpse sank in the East China Sea, and he returned to his position today, just to kill you, the demon of the troubled times, and return a bright and prosperous state to Shenzhou",

The sound of righteous words came from the holy light, and a huge sword qi suddenly poked out.

Every word he said was so harsh in Lu Hong's ears, he saw with his own eyes that the last heroic soul of the ancient saint Yan Lingshuang fought to the death with the old demon who swallowed the sky, and when he saw the demon soul swallowing the saint, two lines of blood and tears flowed through the corners of the saint's eyes, until this time he was still holding Yan Lingshuang's sword of the silver moon in his hand, he should have avenged the ancient saint and swallowed the old demon with his hand, but now he had to fight side by side with the old demon who swallowed the sky.

The shot was not as decisive as before, and he could already see some clues about this battle.

The Sky Devouring Old Demon wants to devour the Choul Demon, and his cooperation with the God of Wealth Pavilion is most likely related to this, and the Crippled Demon also wants to devour the Sky Devouring Old Demon and take charge of the ghoul world.

The best result of this battle is that the Heaven Devouring Old Demon and the Limb Ghost are both defeated, and Tianyang Xuanyin sits and reaps the benefits, although Lu Hong has never had a good impression of the God of Wealth Pavilion, but he clearly knows this.

"When",

The limb ghost stretched out his arm, and as soon as he raised his five fingers, he held down the silver sword qi that fell from the sky, and the demon qi in the palm of his hand broke inch by inch with a swing of three zhang long, turning into silver light and disappearing in the air.

In the holy light, two huge sword qi slashed down, Long Yuzhen and Long Yan each sent a palm, and the cold qi and the flame flow staggered down, and the two forces that merged with each other swept across the earth.

The limbed ghost completely ignored the palm strength of the two top masters in the world, and let the cold qi and flame flow add to his body, and when the cold ice froze, the power in his body shook and the ice peeled off like an eggshell, and the scorching flame stream could burn the stone into ashes, but it could not hurt his body.

The body he occupied was originally a rare martial body in the world, after the death of the world-famous warrior Helian Cheng, the body was obtained by the Maoshan faction, and was snatched by the corpse chaser and sank into the land of the three yin, wanting to train it to become a corpse king, it happened that the limb ghost was born in the land of the three yin, and took the first step to occupy the body of the world-building warrior, and after devouring the aura, it was tempered several times, this martial body has been so strong that even the heavenly tribulation can be hard-shaken, although the flame flow of Tianyang is strong, how can it hurt such a martial body?

"The Dao evil is trapped in reincarnation, the sword ancestor is in the five declines of heaven and man, the South China Sea Tara sits down, and the human race has no master, you are just jumping off the beam",

In the eyes of the world, the mysterious God of Wealth Pavilion Master is not vulnerable at all in the eyes of the limb ghost, in his memory for thousands of years, the only master of the human race who is worthy of his high glance is the Dao Evil who has overwhelmed him, even if he is trapped in the five decays of heaven and man, he can penetrate the ghoul realm with a sword, and he is so shocked that the Sword Ancestor of the Heaven Devouring Old Demon does not dare to go to the lower realm and the South China Sea Tara with the same mana, as for the others, he has not put it in his eyes.

"Dangdang",

Raising his hand and two fingers, the two silver sword qi that fell from the sky let out a mournful roar and dissipated at his fingertips, the limbed ghost raised his head to look at the destructive holy light, and sneered: "Swallowing the sky, your skill is not as good as before, is it subject to this body?"

With a flip of his palm, the Dao Demon Breath soared into the sky, and the sound of the Demon Roar spread for thousands of miles.

"In the name of a saint, I don't care about fame, so I don't dare to perform my own exercises, swallow the sky, you deserve to die at my hand",

The palm of his hand suddenly probed, the Dao Dao Demon Breath rose into the clouds, the ink clouds scattered, and his Demon Breath seemed to have pulled out a big hole in the sky, and immediately, the five fingers of the limb ghost pressed down, dragging the demon flow in the sky and pouring down.

"Boom",

A loud sound came into the ears, and the dark clouds in the air spread out in large areas, the magic current rushed like a sea for thousands of miles, and the tumbling was like a landslide and tsunami, and in the lightning and thunder, a big black hand poked out of the sky, and the stone pillar-like fingers ran down, and everyone had a feeling of suffocation.

doomsday

These two words suddenly popped up in Lu Hong's mind.

The demonic bone hand suspended above the limb's head was large enough, like a small mountain, but it looked like a stone compared to the big black hand that peeked out of the sky.

Each finger of that big black hand is like a giant pillar of optimus, the lines at the joints are dark gold, as if watered with gold water, the palm is vast and boundless, the thunder and lightning beat at the back of the palm, only one fluctuation gathers a pool of thunder, the moment the black hand falls from under the sky, he seems to see the whole sky collapse, the end of the catastrophe is coming again, he only feels that he is the same as this land, and he will soon be crushed under this black giant hand, turning into ashes.