"Bang!"

The sound of the upright line shattering, like a heavy hammer, struck on the chests of all the people in the Dao Gate, making them unable to breathe, and could only watch with a demonic look.

In their eyes, the sky is .....

Zhang San, who was holding a spear, was arrogant, his black hair fluttering in the wind, no longer the handsome boy just now, but.... The demon god who came out of the ancient wilderness.

It is the fear of the devil who brought the disaster of prosperity to the Daomen.

"Ah, brother....."

With a cry of sorrow, Ling Xudu was sad that the rabbit was dead, and the sword in his hand rushed into the sky, slashing towards Zhang San in a more aggressive way than just now.

"Ling Daoyou, you are not my opponent either, why don't you sincerely obey me?"

Zhang San looked at the surging Innate Sword Yuan around Ling Xudu, smiled indifferently, and moved the spear in his hand forward a little carelessly, shattering the fierce sword qi that he slashed over.

His divine sense turned into a cage, and he just looked at Ling Xudu quietly, quietly waiting for his answer.

Convincing?

Ling Xudu laughed miserably.

How can it be?

With the identity of the three sects of his Daomen, how could he do anything to defect to the enemy?

"Ah, Adversary, you don't want Ling to surrender to you. ”

Ling Xudu's roar was like a mad demon, finally showing his peerless divine power as the 'Qi King' of the Three Sects of the Righteous Path.

The overwhelming Innate Cover Yuan poured out, causing the long sword in his hand to instantly turn into a silver sun, turning the sky that had just entered the night into day again.

The sword broke through the sky, and the sound shook thousands of miles.

With this sword, Ling Xudu has used what he has learned all his life.

Under the oppression of Zhang San's divine sense, his sword had already surpassed the limit, and it was the pinnacle explosion he had ever had.

He was confident that even if it was the Supreme Grandmaster Ling Donglai on the other side, he needed to avoid his edge.

Pity......

He was disappointed.

In the face of his sword, Zhang San did not retreat, but showed an excited light, stabbing straight with his spear, with a cold demonic flame in the sky, to confront him head-on.

"Boom !!!!" earth-shattering loud noise.

The night fades, and the moon shadows and stars are scarce.

On one side of the dazzling silver light, on the other side was a condensed demonic flame, and they constantly collided violently, holding each other in the firmament.

"Now, do it. ”

Suddenly, a few kilometers away in the clouds, Han Gongdu, Star Master, Tian Passerby, Li Ling... ...... All the peak masters of the Dao Gate have all shown their figures.

They turned into afterimages and rushed towards Zhang San with a roar, sword qi, sword mang, palm print, fist strength.....

This blow gathered all the essence of the Dao Gate, like opening the heavens and the earth, and like a meteorite falling from the sky, turning into a pillar of air that shattered the void, and went straight to Zhang Sanhou's heart, vowing to blast this world-shattering demon lord into pieces.

In the face of the invincible Zhang San, the people in the Daomen finally couldn't help but attack him in groups.

Pity.....

They are doomed to disappointment!

In the face of this terrifying monstrous attack, the god-like Zhang San smiled, he finally felt the threat of death, he even let go of the spear in his hand, just put his hands against each other, and used the Great Heavenly Demon True Body with all his might, allowing the silver light that Ling Xudu turned into to break through the demonic flame and enter his body......

"Boom, boom, boom!!!!"

Magic light, silver light, golden light, red light, green light.......

The sky was full of roars, and the sky was full of colorful dazzling glow.

This blow surrounded Zhang San, dozens of miles in a radius, the space was full of cracks, and endless purple thunder came from all directions, repairing the damage suffered by the void.

"Poof!!!

A few miles away, Ling Duxu spurted out a mouthful of blood and slowly descended to the surface of the lake.

The sharp sword in his hand had disappeared, and instead of a golden spear stuck in his left shoulder, in order to hurt Zhang San, at the last moment, he still could not completely avoid the piercing of the spear.

On the other side, dozens of peak martial artists from the Dao Sect also fell to the surface of the lake, all of them pale, and the corners of their mouths were covered with blood.

Obviously, this blow not only consumed most of their vitality, but also suffered a huge backlash from the collision.

But......

Compared to killing the Demon Lord of the World, what is this effort?

The Dao Sect masters laughed, they endured the cramping pain of their internal organs, and looked in the direction of the barrage island from afar, wanting to see if there were any stumps and bones left of this Demon Lord.

Then suddenly...... They were stunned.

How can it be?

At the top of the hill on the barrage island, there was indeed a tattered skeleton falling.

There's nothing wrong with that.

The key is........ The corpse is laughing?

That's right, although this corpse was in tatters, full of bloody holes, its colon was exposed to the outside of its belly, and there was a silver sword stuck in its chest, but it ......

He's just laughing!

Everyone was so stunned that they forgot to breathe.

Could it be that there really is an immortal body in the world?

In their despair, they found that the blood hole on the corpse was getting smaller and smaller, the colon was withdrawn into the stomach, the wound was rapidly disappearing, and the muscles and bones on the arm were reconnected, and then ...... The silver sword was slowly drawn.

Finally...... The gods and demons that destroyed the world have been resurrected again.

"It's a pity, it's a good layout, it's a good attack. ”

Gently turning his neck left and right, Zhang San smiled slightly, just holding the silver sword, and slowly walked towards the river.

At this moment, Zhang San was really angry.

It's dangerous.

If it weren't for the fact that this body wasn't his physical body at all, just a puppet, he would be dead by now.

If it weren't for Ling Duxu not knowing the truth, he stabbed the sword into his chest, and if it stabbed into his eyebrows, his incarnation would have been destroyed.

"It's really dangerous, should I kill you all?"

Zhang San, who was walking slowly and softly, gradually became murderous, and his body became majestic again, just like a demon god walking in the world.

Quiet!

The wind stopped, the lake was like a mirror, and the crescent moon showed its body again at some point.

There are countless masters of the Dao Gate in the world, and more than ninety percent of them are gathered in Dongting Lake at this moment, if Zhang San really opens the killing ring, I am afraid that the entire Dao Gate will be directly destroyed because of this.

No one fled, no one spoke, because that didn't stop anything.

Dozens of miles of water, everyone just watched quietly in horror, looking at Zhang San, looking at this god-like man, also looking at Ling Duxu, looking at dozens of famous Daomen, hoping that they would still have the strength to fight.

"Alas!!"

With a sigh, Ling Duxu finally threw away the spear he had pulled out from his shoulder and slowly closed his eyes.

"Pure Yang Daoist, I lost, you can take my life, but please let go of all Daoist friends and let go of these innocent spectators. ”

"Why?"

Zhang San smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if there was mockery, he glanced at Ling Xudu, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, and then swept towards the pale Dao Sect masters on the side.

chuckled, "You attacked me just now, were you ready to die?"

No one answered.

The eyes of the masters were unyielding, as if they were sacrificing their lives and martyrdom, and only the slightly trembling legs betrayed their fearful hearts.

"Well, since you are not afraid of death, then this seat will fulfill you. ”

Zhang San smiled secretly in his heart, raised his feet and was about to walk towards them, but suddenly he was stunned again, his eyes crossed everyone, and looked at Dongting Lake, the expression on his face seemed to be smiling.

There.....

A different kind of pretty and heroic posture is treading water......

Tomorrow is a critical Monday, and I'm rolling around asking for a ** recommendation vote to reward !!! Moda!!!

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