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If you deal with the King of the Demon Dragon, it will inevitably affect the rain of arrows fired by Zhang Jin's crossbow, no matter which way you measure it, both of them are the most powerful killing machines in the world.

At this moment, a sword light rose, and the King of the Demon Dragon felt the awe-inspiring murderous aura and quickly dodged.

The Great Sword God Duan Qianhua descended from the sky, the sword light forced the demon dragon back, and his strength rose again, and he was unstoppable and slashed towards the sky again.

At the same time, the feather arrow was still pressed forward, and Zhuo Zangfeng was helped, and his spirit was uplifted, forcing all the sword elements in the dantian qi sea out of his body.

A meteor shower fell in the night sky in an instant.

The giant bow in Zhang Jin's crossbow suddenly broke, and he saw that all the feather arrows he sent out were cut down by Zhuo Zangfeng's countless sword elements, and his heart was shocked, and his hand pulled out the long sword according to inertia, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a chilling sword qi hit the door.

This is the fast snow sword.

This divine weapon that gathered the sword yuan of the world pierced through the sword element, penetrated his arrow rain, and stabbed straight towards him.

Zhang Jin's crossbow retreated violently, swept backwards, and glanced at the formation that had been broken by the Tang Dynasty soldiers, and the two armies of divine beasts also collided together.

The ground was dusty, the sound of beasts screaming shook the heavens and the earth, and a mountain peak in the left-hand direction was shaken apart by Johnson and Shengsheng, making a loud rumbling sound.

Zhuo Zangfeng's thousands of sword yuan slashed thousands of arrows, the momentum was pressing, and the fast snow sword was condensed under the control of divine consciousness.

"Zhang Jinxuan, you don't have a chance. ”

"Zhuo Zangfeng, are you underestimating my demon clan too much?"

After Zhang Jinxuan finished speaking, he suddenly laughed loudly.

His laughter was strange, and soon as the laughter spread, one hundred and eight demon powerhouses suddenly rose into the air from the unknowable land.

They have been hiding in the shadows, even indifferent to the crushing defeat of the demon army.

How could the Demon Race have so many cultivators?

Zhuo Zangfeng's divine sense came out, and he learned that the cultivation realm of these strong people was equivalent to the peak realm of the great master of the human race, or even higher.

This time, his face couldn't help but change.

An idea suddenly came to me, when I read the book "Demon Suppression Treasure Book", which recorded a very peculiar story.

It is to the effect that when the strong of the demon clan cultivate to the realm of the grandmaster, they will study a kind of doppelganger technique, and the strength of this doppelganger realm is equal to that of the strong man himself, so it seems that if the nine top elders of the demon clan use the doppelganger technique, then it will become eighteen.

But once this kind of doppelganger technique is used against the enemy, it will inevitably consume the practitioner's twenty years of cultivation, and he looked at the place far away, those demon clan elders who fought with the master and the master had indeed used this kind of exercise.

One hundred and eight demon powerhouses surrounded Zhuo Zangfeng, and the murderous aura emanating from them could almost stop his breathing.

"Kill!"

Zhang Jin's crossbow gave an order, and his body quickly retreated.

The sword light protruded on all sides, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't care about anything else, his breath ran as fast as a raging wave, and the fast snow sword stabbed to meet the attack.

Zhang Jin's crossbow body rushed straight towards the Tang Dynasty, he didn't think of the method of "capturing the thief and capturing the king first", but he wanted to kill Yao Caiwei, bathe in the blood of the divine phoenix, activate the blood of the demon dragon in his own body, and make him step into the realm of flying immortals outside the sky.

This is the real reason why he violated Datang on a large scale.

In fact, he knew better than anyone else that although the power of the demon clan was gradually becoming stronger, there were nine elders, twelve demon dragon powerhouses, and thirty-six great grandmaster-level cultivators whose power was not weaker than the elders, it was not enough to compete with the Tang Dynasty.

Although he has such a clear understanding, he still does not give up, and wants to destroy Datang with his current strength, even if he can't implement it, it will leave a great trauma on Datang.

Once the war is unfavorable, Yao Caiwei becomes his primary target.

The demons are not afraid of death, and they are not afraid of failure, if they can become the only flying immortals outside the sky, then they will have a great chance of winning in one fell swoop.

Yao Caiwei's body was weak after giving birth, and although the guards guarding her were fierce, how could they be worthy of the Demon Venerable.

Zhang Jin's crossbow rushed into the crowd quickly, and with a sword, he cut off the hussar general Yao Changqi Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the sword qi spread, and he cut the thirty guards into two pieces, and the long sword Huo Huo only took Yao Caiwei.

The battles of those supreme cultivators were all in the deep darkness of the night, all in places beyond the reach of ordinary martial artists' eyesight.

Yao Caiwei stepped forward and jumped into the air to dodge an arrow, seeing that the opponent's sword was extremely powerful, and her body was dozens of feet higher.

Taking a slight breath at this time, she found that she was careless for a moment, and her sword was not by her side.

Also, a woman who has just given birth to a child, who would have thought that she would enter the battlefield so quickly?

"Zhang Jinxuan, you wolf ambition!" Yao Caiwei scolded.

Freezing his body in mid-air, Zhang Jinxuan found that Yao Caiwei's aura was vague, and she did not have the sacred and powerful qi of the Starfish Heavenly Saintess on weekdays, which was a little strange.

"I was originally a descendant of the demon race, why did I have the ambition of a wolf? It is you Datang, who keep preaching benevolence, righteousness and morality, and regard our demon race as heinous and the like. ”

"Actually, you humans are the most terrifying!"

After Zhang Jinxuan finished speaking, his eyes burned and almost spewed fire.

Yao Caiwei secretly condensed her qi, but for cultivators, she had just given birth to a child, and her previous cultivation could only exert half of it.

The white fingers spread out in the night, like a white lotus.

Yao Caiwei's jade teeth were clenched, and her dress was windless and automatic, like a phoenix dancing in the wind.

She struck a blow.

A red shadow swept across the sky, and it flicked as many as twelve times on Zhang Jin's crossbow chest with great speed, and then the beautiful figure suddenly rushed into the air.

What a quick way to move.

Although Yao Caiwei's strength could not be fully exerted, this round of "Shenfeng nodded and snapped his fingers", just like playing the piano, so that the unprepared Zhang Jinxuan had no time to dodge.

Fortunately, the vitality she emitted was too weak and did not hurt herself, Zhang Jinxuan thought, and suddenly found that her chest was hot and painful, and she actually smelled a smell of burnt skin and flesh.

The youngest Venerable of the Demon Clan was shocked in his heart, if Yao Caiwei had used ten percent of his cultivation, then he would have already died at this moment.

However, what kind of footwork did this Starfish Heavenly Saintess use, it was so fast!

Zhang Jin's crossbow didn't have time to think about it, the long sword was swung out, and he hurriedly chased after it.

There were dark clouds surging in the sky, and the bright moon was suddenly swallowed up, and by the time it appeared in the sky again, it had turned into a blood-red moon.

"The blood moon rises, the heavens and the earth move, and all kinds of evils are harvested. ”

The Demon Divine Beast and the Heavenly Sword Sect Divine Beast crouched on the ground at the same time, restraining their killing power.

When the demon powerhouse saw it, his face showed a look of victory, and then he quickly fled in the northwest direction.

In the interval between escaping, they did not dare to breathe, and could only control the qi with their powerful cultivation.

Zhuo Zangfeng was very surprised, seeing that the demon powerhouse who had been killed by himself flew away, knowing that it was the blood moon that made them awe, he himself also restrained his sword qi, but he still chased after it.

At this time, the dark clouds once again covered the moon, the blood moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the heavens and the earth returned to black.

"Kill!"

"Roar!"

The swords and soldiers were everywhere, the minions came out together, the Tang soldiers, the demon soldiers, and the armies of the divine beasts on both sides launched a fierce battle again.

This will not stop until the Blood Moon reappears in the clouds......

Mountains swept under their feet, and Yao Caiwei and Zhang Jin's crossbow chased in the void one after the other.

Behind the two of them were more than fifty cultivators, as well as Zhuo Zangfeng, who was in hot pursuit.

And behind Zhuo Zangfeng, those powerful demon clan elders also flew in this direction at the same time, and naturally Meng Taixu and the others also followed closely.

The King of the Demon Dragon was beheaded by Duan Qianhua with a sword the moment the Blood Moon appeared, and this sword was exchanged for Duan Qianhua's cultivation that had taken him more than a hundred years.

He doesn't care what the way of heaven is or not, he doesn't care what blood moon is not blood moon, since he has met it, he wants to kill it happily.

He killed the Dragon King, and at the same time put his own cultivation into ruins.

When his body, which had no cultivation at all, fell heavily in the clouds, he did not regret it, let alone feel afraid.

Meng Taixu's divine sense was powerful and boundless, and he had already discovered it and ordered Bai He to rescue, so when the old sword god's body fell on Bai He's back, he laughed loudly at that moment when the blood moon rose and the world was quiet.

Yao Caiwei suddenly froze still, and Zhang Jinxuan stood behind her and didn't dare to move.

Then, those powerful cultivators all flew into this place, and they stood on top of the void, all in one movement, their eyes looking ahead, and quickly suppressing the qi in their bodies.

Zhuo Zangfeng gently flew to the front, hugged Yao Caiwei's weak body, and held her hand with a warm hand.

Neither of them spoke, watching the spectacle in front of them.

A river of clouds and mist glowing with white light appeared in front of them, and although their divine senses were extremely powerful, they could not spy on the boundaries of the river of clouds and mist without all their cultivation.

This is Tianhe.

This is the Heavenly River Sacred Realm that cultivators have done.

Although Chen Wangbo had already calculated such a spectacle before leaving and asked His Majesty the Emperor to change the route of the march, the ambitious Li Longji did not listen to it at all.

The Blood Moon appeared in the night sky, and the Tianhe Sacred Realm appeared in front of them, and this spectacle made the cultivators present feel a chill at the same time.

No one can cross the heavenly river.

For thousands of years, the only person who can cross the heavenly river is the flying immortals who exist in the human world.

But there is no such character in the world, only in the ethereal Fangwai Divine Mountain, or in the Heavenly Gate above the Nine Heavens.

At this moment, neither the demons nor the human race dared to act rashly. Even if the blood moon was still behind the clouds, no one dared to move.

But everything is not so absolute, human beings dare not move, demons dare.

The youngest Venerable of the Demon Clan condensed his sword intent and silently stabbed at Yao Caiwei and Zhuo Zangfeng.

This sword condensed all of his cultivation, and he assured that even the two most powerful young cultivators of the Tang Dynasty would be able to detect it, and they would never be able to dodge.

He promised that his sword would stab both of them to death, and then Yao Caiwei's blood would spray on his body, and he was ready to bathe the blood of the Divine Phoenix at this wonderful moment.

It was undoubtedly the best time and he was absolutely sure.

However, he was negligent.

At the moment when he drew his sword, the Sword Marquis, who had been standing closest to him, also stabbed a sword at him at the same time.

None of them chose the flying sword, because it was faster and guaranteed the accuracy and speed of the assassination.

Such a sword is undoubtedly the most vicious.

Zhang Jinxuan didn't expect Xue Xuanliu's sword, seeing that the sword marquis's sword intent was grand, he was not sure to dodge, so he had to quickly change the magic sword to attack this ruthless sword marquis.

At such a moment, there is no possibility of dodging, and even the idea of dodging does not appear in their minds.

Zhang Jin's sword pierced into the chest of the sword marquis without hindrance, and the tip of the sword pierced through the back, and the sword of the sword also pierced his arm.

At this time, the blood-red moon emerged from the clouds again.

The Sword Marquis slowly fell in the crook of Meng Taixu's arm.

Turning into elbows and armpits, Zhang Jin's fierce aura attacked, seeing that Zhuo Zangfeng and Yao Caiwei had already reflected, and the blood moon had appeared, he desperately slammed into Zhuo Zangfeng with the idea of dying together.

Maybe at this moment, he just wanted to take away this old rival when he was dying, and it was good that he was not lonely on Huangquan Road.

Xue Duanliu blocked a sword for himself, and Zhuo Zangfeng's heart was shocked and defenseless.

Yao Caiwei broke free from Zhuo Zangfeng and struck Zhang Jin's crossbow with a palm to stop the other party, but the Demon Venerable's qi was too strong, and she fell to the sky with her.

"No!"

Zhuo Zangfeng shouted hoarsely, and jumped down without hesitation.

The blood moon shone reddishesively, and finally faded in a gentle breeze, and finally turned into a bright moon.

It was at this time that Tianhe suddenly disappeared.

The night sky was silent, and there was no trace of it, and the three people who had just fallen seemed to have turned into clouds in the sky and dissipated together.

The mist of the heavenly river is the dream of the cultivation world. It is said that it appears once every ten years, and there is no exact location, so there are endless changes.

............

Ten years later, a young and beautiful mother dragged a boy to stand on the top of the highest mountain in Yanchi Province, and behind her stood several white-haired old men.

The most knowledgeable master of the Tang Dynasty calculated that there would be a mist of the Heavenly River here tonight.

"Mother, do you think my father will show up? The little boy, who was about ten years old, tilted his head and looked at his young mother.

Yueyue listened, tears couldn't help but welled up in the depths of her bright eyes, she turned her back and quietly wiped it away, holding the little boy's soft little hand tightly.

"Yes, Daozu said that your father is a land immortal, and Tianhe can't trap him. ”

"Is that so?" the little boy turned his head to look at the white-haired Great Sword Master.

Meng Taixu nodded and said kindly: "If there is something fake in this world, it will deceive people, and your mother will never lie to you." ”

The little boy nodded sensibly in agreement, and his dark eyes looked fixedly at the mysterious sky.

Yueyue leaned down to shield him from the cold wind, held his little hand in her palm to warm it, and instructed: "If the princess comes out, you have to call your mother." ”

"I don't call!" The little boy didn't look back, still looking at the place, and said stubbornly: "You are the only one in this world, and I won't want a second mother." ”

Yueyue felt a burst of pity in her heart, held the little boy in her arms, and tears fell abruptly.

"The hour has come. ”

Chen Wangbo said in a low voice.

Everyone looked at the place, and saw that a lot of white mist gradually rose from the void like ice, and the mist became thicker and thicker, and then slowly formed a magnificent river of white mist.

This process lasted for about an hour, and finally it was silent, and the heavenly river was horizontal, incomparably vast and mysterious.

Under the anxious gaze of everyone, the two walked out of the middle of the Tianhe mist hand in hand.

When the eyes of the two of them looked at the people in front of them, they stopped at the same time.

The aura emanating from them is powerful, but it gives the feeling of a spring breeze.

Zhuo Zangfeng, who was slightly bearded and full of faces, pulled Yao Caiwei, who was still beautiful and moving, and appeared like this, and the eyes of the two of them flashed with sincerity.

"Dao Ancestor!"

"Zang Feng. ”

"Month after month. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng...... Sister Caiwei. ”

"Quick, call mother. ”

"You're my mother, why should I call her?"

(End of book)

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