The huge evil shadow was hideous, it floated in the air, the towering world below, the world of the clouds was so small in its bloodthirsty and vicious eyes, so insignificant, the two lantern-sized eyes emitted scarlet blood, and the blood seemed to burn the whole world to the ground.

After just a glance at Lu Hong from a distance, he felt a tremor from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly understood the origin of the strict hierarchy of the demon clan, for the low-level demons, the power of the high-level demons could not be stopped at all, and they had no choice but to submit.

This evil shadow is the same for Lu Hong, if it weren't for the flawless aura and the blessing of the inner saint and the outer king, that vicious giant shadow would have made his divine yuan collapse with just a glance, and he would never recover.

Rao has the blessing of both, and he can't dispel the feeling of powerlessness in his heart, he clearly knows that his strength is very different from this evil shadow, and the gap between the two makes it extremely difficult for him to resist even the slightest.

He has seen many masters, the unparalleled Gai Wenquan, the fierce and domineering Li Guiyang, the Seven Demon Shaojun Shao Zhengye and the Xuanyin Dragon Yuzhen at the peak... But no one's coercion can be so strong.

A glimmer of light came into his eyes, like the brilliance of saving the world, and the sense of powerlessness in Lu Hong's heart was also dispelled a little.

Under the vicious giant shadow, in the swept demonic qi, a white figure stood with a sword, floating above the saint's body, raising its head to look at the vicious giant shadow that was pitching in all directions.

This was an old man with a white beard, with silver shining all over his body, each of which was like a sharp sword, and the light was faint compared to the monstrous demonic energy, like a floating boat in the sea, but no matter how strong the wind and waves, it could not destroy the floating boat.

When his eyes turned to the old man's face, Lu Hong was shocked in his heart.

This old man is exactly the same as the saint below, but his body is much smaller, and he has a sense of nothingness, not like a physical entity, but like a transformation of Dao silver light.

"Gu Shengyan Lingshuang, you are still alive",

The hideous shadow in the air looked down, and the huge sound stream was like thunder and waves, and Lu Hong only felt a buzzing in his ears.

There are also turbulent waves in my heart.

Ancient Saint Yan Lingshuang, this body is really an ancient saint.

Yan Lingshuang said: "Heaven Swallowing Old Demon, you didn't die under the sword of Kunpeng Ling Ji Qianqiu, your cultivation is still stronger than when you were in the Great Wilderness",

"Hahahaha......",

The Heaven-Swallowing Old Demon laughed wildly, and the wild laughter was like rolling thunder, with a terrifying dullness.

Lu Hong's ears were shocked, and his heart was also extremely shocked, an ancient saint Yan Lingshuang was enough to shock him, but he didn't want this ghoul to have a background that was no less than that of an ancient saint.

The culprit who set off the catastrophe of the end of the law during the Great Wilderness, one of the nine elders of ghouls, and now the lord of the ghoul world.

Who would have thought that the one who ascended the altar of the Five Immortals of the Wu Clan with the ancient saint was actually the Heaven Swallowing Old Demon?

The roar of laughter like rolling thunder disappeared in his ears after a long time, and the old demon said: "In terms of wonderful and amazing, there are very few people who can compare with the plan of thousands of autumns throughout the ages, but in terms of the length of life, no one can compare to the ghoul, the six reincarnations, the replacement of the sun and the moon, all things are prosperous and falling, there are life and death, and we ghouls are eternal, and the life of heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon are the same light",

Yan Lingshuang said: "Prosperity and decline, the alternation of life and death is the eternal length of heaven and earth, ghouls are no exception, your life is very fragile, do not rely on external forces, even adult ghouls cannot withstand the storm, Shenzhou has been secluded for thousands of years, and ghouls have never been strong",

The Old Demon of Heaven Swallowing laughed and said, "But it can cause your catastrophe, human beings who claim to be the primates of all things, whose bodies are used by us, whose souls tremble under our heavenly might, and who plead bitterly, but we never give them mercy",

"Therefore, Ji Qianqiu and the heroes of the past dynasties have not given you mercy, and there have always been only four words for you",

"Kill them all",

Yan Lingshuang's tone suddenly became cold.

The Heaven Swallowing Old Demon laughed wildly and said, "But now, this seat is still alive, where is Kunpeng Ling Ji Qianqiu?

Yan Lingshuang snorted coldly: "How can my human race be more than a thousand autumns? Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa made people, Suiren made fire, Fuxi played gossip, Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, and the Yellow Emperor set Kyushu...... Over the past thousands of years, how many disasters have we survived? Which time has no one supported the building to fall and turned the tide of the tide? There were ancestors in the past, saints and sages, and there were immortal heroes in the future."

"Immortal Hero?hahaha, where are the immortal heroes you are talking about? Dao evil trapped in reincarnation, Sword Ancestor fell into the Demon Dao due to the five decays of heaven and man, South China Sea Tara has been seated for a long time, who else is the opponent of this seat in today's Shenzhou?",

"But there are people who think they are eloquent and have helped this country become what it is today, and they will come to China again, and make your people tremble in fear."

Someone helped Devour the Heavenly Old Demon to become today's fruit?

Lu Hong's heart moved, and the three words of the God of Wealth Pavilion jumped into his mind first.

Yan Lingshuang also felt sad and indignant, and said coldly: "The human race has never lacked heroes, nor is there a shortage of scum, when I behead you, I will take his head."

"You?hahaha......",

The Old Demon of Heaven Swallowing laughed loudly, as if he had heard a big joke.

"You can't be considered alive anymore, but you are the embodiment of the remnants of your divine consciousness that contains part of the weather, and even your own body does not accept you, what power do you have to stop me?"

A large hand suddenly poked out of the wanton raging demonic qi, like a huge black millstone suddenly crushed down, and the fierce wind rushed in his face, and the sharp and piercing whistling sound poured straight into his ears.

The big hand slapped towards Yan Lingshuang like a mountain, but Yan Lingshuang couldn't meet his attack because he didn't have a body, and his body turned into a silver light and swept out.

"Today, this seat will not only devour you, but also occupy your body, so that you can see with your own eyes how the limb ghosts can wreak havoc on China, and see how your people dig their own graves and bury the entire human race."

"And you, the ancient saint who has survived until now, can only beg for this seat and beg for this seat like those weak human races",

With a roar in the sky, the heavens and the earth shook, and the demonic qi collapsed like a galaxy, roaring and sweeping in all directions, sweeping the sky, and the large array inside and outside the wall shook violently.

The demon waves were surging, and the saint's body was still as stable as Mount Tai, and the surging demon waves could not shake him in the slightest, but the incarnation condensed by divine consciousness and meteorology was a burst of collapse, and the silver light on his body suddenly dimmed by three points.

"Gong",

There is no way to dodge, there is no way to dodge, Yan Lingshuang pressed his five fingers to compress and gather the silver light into a long sword, and with a turn of the streamer, the bright light went up against the sky, and a dazzling pillar of light cut through the darkness, blooming on the altar with a dazzling brilliance.

In the boundless darkness, this brilliance is like a moth to a fire, so desperate to go, so resolute to go. 8)