"No! how could this be!" Soon, the devil let out a terrible scream of disbelief, and he found that no matter how much he retreated, there was no way to get rid of the sword intent.

The purple-gold long sword rose in the wind and turned into a few zhang in size, and it had reached the extreme, Ye Yun's forehead was bruised, and the sweat of the bean was constantly dripping.

Ye Yun now finally knew how terrifying the power of the mysterious old man was when he used this trick, and even if he had the power of the high-level Dao Emperor's primordial god, the sword of the primordial god he used was still extremely reluctant, and he could even feel that the power of this sword was not even one ten-thousandth of the mysterious old man's power!

Rao is so, this sword of the primordial god has not really been cut out, and the devil is already being injured, and the power of this sword has completely explained everything.

"Kill!" Ye Yun's eyes danced with blood-black light, gritting his teeth and being crazy, the purple-gold long sword was controlled by his Yuan Shen power. With his loud shout, the purple-gold long sword was raised slightly, and it was gently slashed in the direction of the devil.

Even if it looks like it's just a light cut, but the devil is a dead soul, and as a party, the feeling of facing death is too clear. As the peak Ghost Emperor of the Daowu Continent, he had never felt like this, it was a feeling of death.

The cultivators of the Ghost Netherworld Sect are actually gradually cultivating from a wisp of soul, and their difficulty is even more difficult than that of the demon beasts of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. This is a process from death to life, so the cultivator who cherishes life the most is the cultivator of the Ghost Netherworld Sect. The stronger the cultivation, the more so, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Ah......" The sword intent is coming, this is not the sword qi that makes the devil scream miserably, but the sword intent contained in this purple-gold long sword, the momentum of self-respect and domination of the world, has deeply frightened him.

The devil was trembling when he felt his Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen was torn by the sword intent, and the pain of the tearing had made him have no intention of resisting.

He was afraid, afraid that he would fall here today, but the purple-gold sword seemed to be just a random slash towards his side.

The devil seemed to faintly feel that an incomparably noble purple-gold long sword quickly came to his face.

"No, the emperor is not reconciled...... The devil was letting out an earth-shattering scream, and it came to an abrupt end in an instant, drawing a stop for his life.

The Yuan Shen was completely torn apart by the sword intent, and what Ye Yun didn't expect was that the hazy gray light flickering on the blade of the Yuan Shen Sword was actually devouring the power of the Yuan Shen that had been annihilated.

Ye Yun gritted his teeth, his head was groggy at the moment, if it weren't for his inhuman perseverance, he was afraid that he would already be unconscious. This is the result of the overdraft of the power of the primordial gods.

"Snort......" As Ye Yun's primordial power was withdrawn, the purple-gold long sword rolled back and disappeared into Ye Yun's eyebrows.

"Huh......" Ye Yun gasped, his shoulders kept shaking, and the consumption of his Yuan Shen power was too great to cast this Yuan Shen Sword.

"It seems that I must not use this sword unless it is absolutely necessary, this sword can only be used as a hole card to save my life at the most critical moment. Otherwise, if a sword cannot destroy the enemy, it will put you in a desperate situation...... But once the other party is killed, because of the chaotic power on the sword of the primordial god, he can absorb some of it as a supplement to his own primordial god......" Even though Ye Yun was very tired, he still stood proudly at this moment, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the corpse of the devil Zizheng.

The people below "this ......" were most concerned about the battle between Ye Yun and the devil, and at this moment, when they saw that the extremely powerful peak emperor had died in the hands of a middle-level Dao king, they all gasped.

This scene of Fang Cai, like a dream, is so unreal. When will the cultivation of the ants be able to kill the peak emperor?

"The purple-gold long sword that Ye Yun used just now, is it a divine power or a dao weapon?" I don't know who in the crowd suddenly asked this, which is equivalent to asking the question in everyone's hearts.

"It's definitely not a magic weapon, because I saw the fluctuations of the void, and the purple-gold long sword is simply invisible......" The crowd had already caused a commotion, and they all argued.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Tianyun Sect Ye Yun is really too powerful, the cultivation of the middle level of the Dao King Realm can kill the peak emperor!

This sound was like a huge stone thrown into the sea, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves. At this moment, someone shouted accordingly, "I also want to worship the Tianyun Sect!"

"I'm going to worship the Tianyun Sect! Don't rob Lao Tzu, you don't look at your talents!"

The peak emperor of the Heavenly Demon Sect was silent, his eyes were staring at Ye Yun tightly, it seemed that the plan to come this time needed to be changed, since this Ye Yun had already shown the strength of killing the devil Zizheng, such a peak ghost emperor, then it was very likely that he would kill himself.

At this moment, he was conflicted, should he stop, or take this opportunity to kill Ye Yun? But after seeing Ye Yun's strength, he hesitated. If you can't kill Ye Yun, the consequences will ...... He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Ancestor ......" Heavenly Demon Sect Sect Master Chu Tianmo saw his ugly face and shouted cautiously.

"That's it, that's it...... This Ye Yun ...... Heavenly pride, let's go!" That day, the ancestor of the Demon Sect waved his hand and left silently with Chu Tianmo and Qi Wuye.

Before leaving, Qi Wuye's eyes were beating red, and he looked at Ye Yun in the void, and at the same time, Ye Yun's gaze also happened to match it.

"You and I will fight each other, don't let me down. Ye Yun read the meaning of the other party's gaze from Qi Wuye's gaze.

At this time, the Sand Beast Emperor also successfully killed his opponent and went to help Fan Zhongtian.

As for Cang Feiyu and Jiaolu Demon Emperor, they have reached the point of not dying, and the two of them can be said to be the most eye-catching except for Ye Yun and the devil who are fighting.

I saw a golden-winged Dapeng bird like a giant mountain in the void spreading its wings and flying high, and the same dragon roared wildly in the sky with its teeth and claws, and the divine bird and the dragon fought frantically together.

In the void, bird feathers flew, dragon scales flew, blood flowed, but all of this, under the destructive power generated by the collision between the two, all turned into powder and dissipated in the void.

The fluctuations coming from the void were more violent than the battle between Ye Yun and the devils.

The fight between these two huge demon beasts has also reached a critical point, and the suppression of the bloodline has made Jiao Lu, who is the peak demon emperor, have no way to completely burst out with real combat power.

And Cang Feiyu is different, it is completely the stronger the more you fight, the more crazy the more you fight, and the evil qi that rushes to the sky has completely imprisoned the entire void, that is to say, it is impossible for the Jiaolu Demon Emperor to escape at this moment, either kill Cang Feiyu, or Cang Feiyu kill him.

Between the two of them, only one person can leave alive, this is Cang Feiyu's madness!