The wounds on the masked man's shoulders had healed quickly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately raised the blood-colored long sword in his hand and stabbed at Wang Yu head-on.

The two blood-colored dragon scales in his body just now were safe and sound, and now he has no fear.

The Heavenly Soul is the Nanming Demon Lord, he can't help himself, who else is his opponent on the scene?

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored long sword slashed out a dazzling bloody light, stabbing Wang Yu's chest like lightning.

Wang Yu didn't dodge or dodge, picked up the axe in his hand, and slashed at the masked man's chest.

The masked man was taken aback, this kid, is he going to die with me?

I pierce his chest with a sword, and he will split me in half with an axe, you want to die, but the old man is not willing to accompany him!

He had already seen that the blue light of the Divine Punishment Axe in Wang Yu's hand was also a demon soldier that had been tempered by blood, so he didn't dare to be careless, and the blood-red long sword in his hand no longer pierced Wang Yu's heart, but changed his move halfway to block the Divine Punishment Axe in Wang Yu's hand, and at the same time dodged sideways to the right.

He was an extremely cautious person, the Zhushen axe was heavy, and the long sword in his hand was relatively much thinner, and he was worried that the long sword in his hand could not completely block the Zhushen axe in Wang Yu's hand.

Click!

With a loud and deafening thud, the axes of the gods slammed into the blood-red sword in the masked man's hand.

In an instant, the dazzling blue light and blood light were permeated, and the surrounding sea water with a radius of thousands of zhang fluctuated violently, and many disciples of the outer sect of the Nanming Demon Palace with low cultivation were shocked and retreated.

The masked man expected that Wang Yu's axe was thunderous and powerful, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand could not completely block Wang Yu's axe.

The Divine Axe rushed away from the long sword in his hand, and although its power was greatly reduced, it still quickly slashed towards his chest.

Fortunately, the masked man dodged sideways while parrying, and the blue light Sensen's axe only flew close to his body, slicing off a small piece of flesh from the shoulder of his left shoulder.

The figures of the two people staggered like lightning, froze dozens of feet apart, and then quickly turned back.

The masked man glared at Wang Yu angrily, the shoulder on his left shoulder was only slightly painful, and he didn't care.

He was about to fly up and use all his strength to kill Wang Yu, when suddenly his face changed slightly.

He has strong eyesight, and now on the blade of the axe in Wang Yu's hand, there is a drop of blue demon blood hanging on it.

The drop of demonic blood was about to fall, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly flowed back into Wang Yu's right hand holding the handle of the axe.

This scene is like lightning and fire, and it is born extremely fast.

At the scene, except for the masked man himself, only the Immortal Heavenly Soul saw the blue demon blood on the axe of the god.

He was shocked, but he remained silent on the surface.

The masked man wondered in his heart, Wang Yu's axe should have been stained with red demon blood in his body, why did blue blood droplets appear on the blade of the axe?

He quickly turned his head to look at the wound on his left shoulder, although the crimson demon blood no longer flowed out, but the small wound did not heal as quickly as he expected, and the wound was faintly glowing with blue.

He suddenly thought of something, and a hint of horror immediately appeared in his blood-red eyes.

An instant later, a sharp pain came from his heart, he screamed, threw away the blood-red long sword in his hand, stretched out his hands and grabbed the placket of his chest, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Wang Yu looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and couldn't help but be surprised and happy in his heart, his idea was really right!

He had just carried the Demon Heaven Heart Sutra and forced out a few drops of demonic blood from his palm onto the blade of the Divine Punishment Axe, injuring the masked man while seeping the demonic blood into the masked man's wounds.

Wang Yu wanted to see if the supreme demon blood in his body was stronger than the demon blood in this masked human body, whether it was compatible with his demon blood, and if so, whether it could destroy his bloodline and dissolve his primordial spirit, just like the demonic blood in the blood-colored dragon scales of the Underworld dissolved the masked man's primordial spirit just now.

Wang Yu didn't have much hope, but seeing the appearance of the masked man in front of him, it was obvious that his few drops of demonic blood were already dissolving the masked man's primordial spirit.

Many people at the scene had shocked looks on their faces, especially Qi Hong.

These two masked men are the two inner door elders with the highest cultivation in the Ximing Demon Palace, he went to the Ximing Demon Palace last night, and met the Ximing Demon Lord's Mortal Grudge, hoping that he would send someone to support his rebellion.

The Underworld resented that he was jealous of the Underworld, and it was not good to blatantly support Qi Hong's rebellion, so he sent these two Inner Gate Elders with the highest cultivation and asked them to pretend to be disciples of the Outer Gate of the Nanming Demon Palace to secretly help Qi Hong.

The inner gate elder of the Ximing Demon Palace died in the hands of the Heavenly Soul just now, although Qi Hong panicked, he was not too surprised, but seeing that this other inner gate elder of the Ximing Demon Palace was inexplicably defeated in the hands of Wang Yu, this was completely unexpected!

Wang Yu didn't want to attract too much suspicion, so he roared, flew over, picked up the axe in his hand, and slashed at the masked man's head.

The primordial spirit of this elder of the inner gate of the Ximing Demon Palace was dissolving, and the pain was unbearable, where could he dodge? Immediately, with a click, his head was cut off by the Divine Axe.

The white shadow flashed, and the Heavenly Soul flew over, grabbing the head in his hand.

He stretched out his hand and tore off the black cloth covering his face, glanced at it, looked at Qi Hong and sneered: "It turned out to be Elder Xue from the inner gate of the Ximing Demon Palace, Qi Hong, I didn't expect you to collude with the people of the Ximing Demon Palace!"

Qi Hong didn't answer, with a wave of his right hand, dozens of deep-sea demonic beasts immediately rushed towards the Heavenly Realm.

Shen Tianqing snorted coldly, the divine light flashed in his eyes, and a net-shaped formation appeared in front of him, turning into an overwhelming silver net in an instant, covering the dozens of deep-sea demonic beasts.

Qi Hong and Mei Ying shot at the same time, and the long sword in their hands swung out, drawing two lines of blood light nearly 100 zhang long, which slashed at this silver net.

Brush!

The big net was immediately split into two large openings nearly a hundred zhang long, and the dozens of deep-sea demonic beasts immediately drilled through those two large openings.

Shen Tianqing was stunned, it seems that in the past 100,000 years, the cultivation of the two of them has made a lot of progress, and I underestimate them!

The killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, his usual gentle and elegant image changed greatly, and his whole body burst out with thousands of magic lights in an instant, looking at the dozens of deep-sea demonic beasts that rushed over, he shouted coldly in his mouth: "Explosion!"

There were dozens of bangs, demonic blood splashed, and the bodies of dozens of demonic beasts suddenly burst into pieces in the seawater.

Qi Hong was shocked in his heart, he had been cultivating for 100,000 years in the Nanming Demon Palace, and his cultivation had become so strong, it seemed that he had mastered the power of the Heavenly Dao!

Nearly a million outer disciples were stunned.

Most of them had never seen the Heavenly Realm before, so they couldn't have imagined that his cultivation was so profound!

Only Wang Yu could see that this hand of the Heavenly Affection was nothing more than a continuation of the formation technique.

(End of chapter)

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