The Demon Emperor laughed, "I really didn't guess wrong, looking at your nosy report, I knew that you were a gentle person." ”

"You're here to avenge the dead humans!"

When Du Lengqiu heard the comment of "gentle personality", he couldn't help but laugh. He asked himself if he had a cold personality and was ruthless, but now, he was rated as gentle by his opponent, isn't it grotesque.

"You're right, for the sake of those who died. Please die!"

Choking.

In the melodious sound of the sword, the long sword was unsheathed and lay across the chest.

"Arrogance!"

The wind god's golden eyes flashed, and he walked out slowly, and the golden flames on his body boiled and washed out, illuminating the entire hall, and the black rock completely turned golden.

The rest of the people looked at Du Lengqiu with disdainful, mocking, and pitiful eyes. Although no one opened their mouths to laugh, the meaning was so obvious that even if Du Lengqiu was sluggish, he could clearly feel it.

In the eyes of these people, Du Lengqiu is just a junior in the secret realm of one divine power, facing a top master like Fengshen who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, has accumulated incomparably strong, and has fought tens of thousands of battles. There is only one result, and that is to be slaughtered like a vegetable abuse!

At this time, the Demon Emperor's tone was leisurely, and he said, "Even if you surrender now, it's too late." The wind god shot quickly, under the sky, he didn't think about the second person. ”

Du Lengqiu was calm and abnormal, but just sneered: "The frog at the bottom of the well is also worthy of speaking to the world?"

"Look at the sword!"

As soon as Du Lengqiu's words fell, Fengshen made a move. He is not the fastest master of the demon clan, and his steps are like lightning and thunder, and he is faster than the world. He single-handedly grasped his claws and grabbed them at the top of Du Lengqiu's head.

As a golden eagle demon, how many times has he used this type of golden eagle claw? a total of 36.42 million times, from the time he soared into the sky, hunting gray rabbits and fire foxes on the ground, until today, he has never missed.

However, Du Lengqiu's long sword stabbed straight ahead, instantly stimulating the power of the long sword itself.

This time, Du Lengqiu didn't leave his hand again.

Silent, formless, and boundless power poured into the hall, and the cold form of the wind god froze like an insect solidified in amber.

The long sword stabbed rapidly, instantly penetrating the throat of the wind god, and with a slight swipe, the wind god's arrogant head rose into the sky, and golden blood fountains flew out.

Everyone watched this scene with great amazement. When did the Divine Power Secret Realm slaughter the Faxiang Zhenjun like a chicken? This completely shattered their cognition.

However, there are still two people in the demon clan who can make a correct response.

Among them, there was a tall and thin old man wearing a dark robe under the throne, Danfeng's eyes were extremely narrow, but his eyes were closed all the year round, even if Du Lengqiu and the Demon Emperor were eloquent, he didn't look at it. Even if the wind god made a move, he didn't bother to open his eyes either.

Only when Du Lengqiu activated the power of the long sword and poured into the main hall did he suddenly realize that he took out his weapon at the same time, a longbow.

This allowed him to see the scene of Fengshen being killed like a weak chicken, and it also gave him a chance to shoot his bow and arrows.

This is the divine bow that has been inherited by the demon clan for tens of thousands of years - moonset.

Coupled with the arrows made from the bones of the peerless demon of the demon clan, the two work together, and it is the supreme weapon used by the demon clan to threaten the true monarch of the human law.

This also made him known as the God of Hunting by his kind!

Being pointed at by such a terrifying weapon, Du Lengqiu didn't care, when he activated the power of the sword, he was an absolutely invincible existence.

The sword slashes diagonally.

Just as far as the aftermath could reach, the black hall hundreds of meters high instantly collapsed, turned into ashes in the sky, and was blown away by the never-ending wind of Qilian Mountain.

And only the throne was protected by the demon power of the Demon Emperor, becoming the only one among the relics.

Everyone suddenly changed. This kind of power is simply a foul, not to mention the secret realm of supernatural powers, even if it is a flying immortal and a law phase, it will definitely not reach this level.

As the wind god who faced Du Lengqiu's top powerhouse of the demon clan, even his soul was trembling.

He wanted to retreat, preferably to the endless distance.

He wanted to escape, to a place where no one could find him.

However, where the sword could reach, let alone escape, it couldn't even move a finger.

After living for 20,000 years, Fengshen did not know how many deadly killing attempts he encountered, but with his wit and strength, he repeatedly saved the day. But this time, the wind god smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

The sword finally fell.

The wind god's body slowly collapsed and dissipated into the wind.

As soon as the Hunter's bowstring was released, the arrows rushed forward like dragons, but they were frozen in the air only halfway through.

In the stunned eyes of the rest of the others, Du Lengqiu smiled, and the long sword was swiped, like a lover's play, but the expressions of all the demon clans froze in an instant.

The sword light is like the Milky Way hanging upside down, spreading for thousands of miles.

The pure sword light is incomparably bright, as if there are endless stars gathering in the middle, and the starlight is born with the death of the starlight, which makes people intoxicated at the sight of it, and has an urge to die under the sword.

However, all the elites present were demon clan elites, and they quickly broke free from the control of the illusion.

Lin Shaojun saw that death was approaching, roared wildly, and burst out with all his strength, pieces of scale armor appeared on his face, the long dragon tail dragged the ground, and the dragon horns grew rapidly from his skull.

At the moment of life and death, he no longer suppressed his demon bloodline.

However, before the sword light could slash into his body, Lin Shaojun's eyes were dull and turned into ashes.

He's dead.

When the wind blows, he also dissipates in the wind.

The once unruly, the former fear and resentment, in the end are just a handful of ashes. The rest of the people couldn't wait for an instant, and they also followed in the footsteps of Lin Shaojun.

The Demon Emperor looked at this scene stupidly, and the remorse in his heart gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.

It was he who insisted on bringing Du Lengqiu to the Demon Clan's Imperial Court, and it was he who wanted to see with his own eyes this little ant who had repeatedly sabotaged the Demon Clan's plan and made him have to take action in person.

However, he could not have imagined that this was not an ant, but a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus rex.

Du Lengqiu was just a slash, and the head of the demon clan that had made the human world suffer and resented for thousands of years disappeared. Only the Demon Emperor is not dead, but it is just Du Lengqiu's subordinates showing mercy.

The Demon Emperor gritted his teeth, bounced up from the throne, turned into a thousand-foot dragon, and soared into the sky. He wants to keep a useful body to ensure the continuation of the demon clan, and he has to lie down and try his courage and start all over again.

He said in his heart: Human beings have a short lifespan, as long as I survive and develop, and wait for him to die before coming out of the mountain, I can still lay a foundation for the demon clan.

On the ground, Du Lengqiu looked up at the sky. Fiery red dragons soar through the sky. If it weren't for the other party's very embarrassed posture, it would be very stylish.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Du Lengqiu's mouth, and the long sword swung again.

He struggled to control the power of the sword so that his attacks were spread out so that he wouldn't kill the Demon Emperor with a single sword.

It wasn't easy, the power of this long sword was as unfathomable as the abyss. In fact, if it weren't for the power of the long sword coming from other worlds, it would only be able to exert one-ten-thousandth of its power here, and the moment Du Lengqiu took out the sword, the entire Qilian Mountain would collapse.

The sword light flew out, catching up with the flying dragon in a snap of his fingers.

Golden blood splattered out, reflected in the air by the sun, and the brilliance was dazzling. As the saying goes, the dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.