Yun Qianxing did not participate in the competition, just now he had been working hard to refine the divine power of hell, and at this moment he was sitting cross-legged on the side, with black feathers in gorgeous clothes and a monstrous demonic aura.

It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but it was a pity that the battle on the sky dome was too fierce, and the aftermath of the battle swept away, and the mountains collapsed, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

If he left the ancient city of Pingsha, he didn't think that he had the strength to block the aftermath of the invasion, but he was afraid that he would be crushed into a cloud of blood mist immediately.

At this moment, a monk with gloomy eyes and a blue evil light stared at him, and shot at him with a "whoosh", like a black and blue lightning bolt.

This is a monk from the Golden Horn tribe, and he has a golden and bronze horn on his head, which is one of the symbols of the clan.

"Bang!"

Just as the Golden Horn Clan monk reached into the black mist with one hand and was about to grab Yun Qianxing's neck, Yun Qianxing erupted.

He opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer, and his two black eyes erupted with evil light, instantly turning into two black holes.

The golden-horned monk who was staring at him was shocked, it was too late to retreat, and he was stuck by the magic flowing from his black pupils, unable to break free.

The black lotus blossoms slowly bloomed with the clouds and thousands of stars as the center, and the lotus leaves surrounded by the black mist were densely covered with demonic cloud evil patterns, forming a space within a hundred meters of the formation.

"Senluo Vientiane Hell Demon Realm!" Yun Haiqing exclaimed, his face couldn't help but sink, "He actually succeeded, communicating with a complete wisp of Demon Realm Prison Qi." ”

The Senluo Vientiane Hell Demon Realm is the ultimate world conceived by the ancestor of the Demon Cloud Clan, and it is also the Pure Land on the other side of his ideal Dacheng.

The ultimate goal of the Demon Cloud Clan's cultivation of the Demon Cloud Divine Power is to set up a hell. Demon the world and perfect the ultimate goal of the ancestors.

Although he knew that Yun Qianxing had obtained the power of the Dao Fruit Origin of the Hell Dao. There would definitely be a breakthrough, but the appearance of the Demon Hell Qi Machine still shocked him.

"Golden Horn Broken Sky!"

The monks of the Golden Horn shouted. Finding out that he was careless, he fell into a crisis, and decisively used his natural powers.

The golden and copper-colored horns on his head glowed, and it was not very blazing at first, but on the contrary, it was a little soft, confronting the demonic qi that was entwined by Yun Qianxing.

In the next moment, the golden and bronze horns were powerful, and after temporarily resisting the erosion of the demonic qi, they burst out with extremely domineering divine power.

The soft light suddenly became blazing like a glass fire. Wisps of sharp golden rays bloomed and slashed through the air.

"It's useless, the Helldemon Dao has just become successful, you can obediently become my first sacrifice!" Yun Qianxing sneered and looked at the struggling Golden Horn Clan monk.

Golden Horn Breaking the Sky, listen to the name to know that this is an extremely domineering and terrifying killing technique, this is the golden horn of the natural supernatural power, with the golden horns on the top of the head, you can cross the blue sky and cut down the clouds.

However, this famous divine technique was trapped in Yun Qianxing's Black Lotus Hell Demon Dao at this moment. It's hard to break free.

Otherwise, this technique is definitely not only so powerful, the golden horns are powerful, and it can sweep away a large number of people.

At this moment, the sharp golden mangs are continuous. But losing the power of crossing the blue sky, like a lion falling into a net, it is difficult to exert its minions.

"Wishful thinking. Horn spirit transformation, slash!" the monk of the Golden Horn Clan looked coldly at the clouds. As he recited the incantation, the horns on his head suddenly fell off. Turned into a golden sword and slashed out.

"Phew!"

The golden sword cut through the shackles of the Hell Demon Dao, and it made a piercing sound like cutting cotton silk.

"Hehe, the second primordial spirit of the Golden Horn Clan, do you think I will be unprepared for this move?" Yun Qianxing sneered, stood up and stepped out, and the black lotus under his feet was disillusioned.

Thousands of black lotus leaves swayed, the magic patterns were dense, and the pitch-black electric light turned into fireworks and fell, slashing fiercely on the golden sword.

"Ah......h

The golden-horned monk let out a terrible howl, and the head that had fallen off the horns suddenly broke blood, and his eyes looked at Yun Qianxing with a vicious look.

"You actually abolished my second elemental spirit, damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

The monk of the Golden Horn clan roared angrily, the second element spirit is one of the natural abilities of the Golden Horn clan, and a soul power is bred in the horn, which can be used as a second life.

Yuan Ling was abolished, almost like a life-and-death feud, and it could not be resolved, only the fall of one party could stop.

In fact, many young geniuses who crossed the line, although they had disputes with each other, were still very restrained, and there was no real life and death to face each other.

"The path of trial, naturally, is to be tempered with blood and fire, and there is no blood at all, how can it be worthy of a trial. Yun Qianxing smiled evilly, and the killing intent in his eyes was like a wave.

The Demon Cloud Clan is not a good man and a woman, it believes in the strong eating the weak, and the strong are respected, even if the clan members kill each other, there are not a few.

Yun Qianxing, who was purified by the origin of the Hell Dao and was newly formed in the Hell Demon Realm, didn't care about exposing his true nature.

He needed to keep a low profile when he was injured before, but now that his injuries had healed, he believed that with the Prison Demon Dao, he was fully capable of running rampant in the Purple Realm Valley.

"Poof!"

In the end, the monk of the Golden Horn Clan was killed, and his head full of unwilling eyes was pierced by Yun Qianxing's finger, and the essence and blood of his whole body were devoured, achieving the Helldemon Dao.

Although he was furious, his hole cards were exhausted, and all kinds of killing techniques emerged one after another, it was a pity that he lost all the games when he made a mistake.

Falling into the realm of the Prison Demon Dao, his strength was limited by at least half of his body, and he could only have no choice but to hate it, otherwise it would be really hard to say whether he would win or lose.

If the innate abilities such as the Golden Horn Breaking the Sky and the Golden Horn Transforming Spirit can be brought into full play 100% perfectly, even if he can't fight, it will not be easy for Yun Qianxing to kill him.

And this scene also became the fuse, the death of the Golden Horn monk shocked everyone, and it also stimulated their blood even more, and the battle became more brutal.

There were also many young geniuses who were restrained by the death of the Golden Horn Monk, and their attacks involuntarily became stronger.

No one wanted to step on the back path of the Golden Horn monks, and one after another divine spells burst out, and from time to time there were blood splashes, and some people were wailing.

"Blood, what a tempting taste!" the gluttonous inhaled intoxicatedly, the smell of blood circulating in the air fascinated him.

"With your blood, it will definitely taste even more delicious!" Mo Kexuan sneered, and slammed his fist on the black small ding, making a loud sound like a bell.

The black tripod was only the size of a fist, but it was heavier than a mountain, and it was filled with the blood collected by the devourers, like a lake of blood.

"Well, that's right, I'll think about it, but before that, I'll slaughter you first!" said Gluttony, raising his right hand and slapping it out.

The black little tripod flew back and hovered above his head, hanging down streaks of black blood-colored light, undulating with his attack.

"Kill!"

Chu Hao's eyes were as light as electricity, urging the Five Elements Battle Yuan Body, the five colors on his body were splashing, and the mixed Yuan aura was circulating.

He used the most advanced iron swordsmanship, and the battle sword flew back and forth in his hand, and the sword pattern on the broad sword body was imprinted, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The opposite side is as white as frost and is also violent, the skin is like soft, and the fat is fragrant, but the face is cold, and the shot is merciless.

Her fingers are like cranes, and with a light peck, she is more terrifying than any weapon, and she can fight against the sword of extermination.

From time to time, his fingers turned into palms, like a crane spreading its wings, and a hand knife slashed down, cutting a deep ditch on the ground.

"It's really troublesome Immortal Dao Brilliance, it's just stinky and hard!" Chu Hao frowned, and until now, he had also figured out part of his strength that was as white as frost.

To be honest, Bai Rushuang was very strong, second only to Han Mengyan among the female monks he had seen, and more domineering than most male monks.

But he is not afraid, if he fights seriously, Chu Hao believes that his combat power is definitely stronger than white frost.

It's just that the immortal path brilliance on Bai Rushuang's body is too difficult, forming a layer of light film attached to her, making her quite inviolable.

Every time he hit Bai Rushuang, he was always blocked by the brilliance of the Immortal Dao, which made him feel very aggrieved and too depressed.

"Don't fight, change people!" In the end, Chu Hao shouted indignantly, bypassing Bai Rushuang, asking another monk who was chasing him to fight fiercely.

"If you want to run, no way!" Bai Rushuang's beautiful eyes were cold, and she was furious in her heart, feeling that she was being looked down upon by Chu Hao.

As a woman, she is also a big beauty, but she doesn't care much about her beauty, but she attaches great importance to her cultivation realm.

Chu Hao left halfway through the battle, and with the depressed expression on his face, she was so angry that her teeth itched, which was simply unforgivable.

"Dare to underestimate me, you are dead!" Bai Rushuang gritted his teeth and said, moving his slender jade legs, chasing after Chu Hao, like a crane flying over the sky, vowing to defeat him.

"Is it too late?" Suddenly, a wisp of Dao Qi as brilliant as the blue sky flew from afar, and a man in a golden crown and purple clothes stepped into the blue sky, rode the clouds, and slowly fell.

"Du Qingyun!"

Seeing the comers, the fierce battle had a slight stagnation, and everyone turned their heads to look at it in unison.

Many people frowned, recognizing the man's identity, the heir of the Qingtian Mansion in the Dongyue Realm, and he couldn't get noticed if he wanted to.

In addition, he didn't hide anything, he was very confident in himself, and the powerful aura of the Cutting Pulse Realm was revealed, which immediately shocked many people.

"Who is he, who is already an elder-level Cunzi at such a young age?"

The appearance of Bai Rushuang, Gluttony and others had already shocked this group of young monks of all races, and they didn't know when so many young giants would emerge from Beichen.

Du Qingyun's appearance surprised them even more, in the Beichen Cutting Vein Realm, he already belonged to the ranks of the elders.

It's just that, generally speaking, most of the monks who can become elders are after the age of thirty or forty, and the few who are gifted are only promoted to elders after the age of twenty-five.

After all, the environment is different, there is a shortage of heaven and earth, Beichen's cultivation is very difficult, and at the age of twenty, if he can complete his knowledge, he can already be called a genius and a strong person.

At least in the past hundred years, there has not been a person who can successfully cut the veins and be promoted to the rank of elder before the age of twenty-five.

Looking at Du Qingyun's age, he is only twenty-two or three years old at most, which is surprising.

Such a young elder, I don't know which sect cultivated it, and spreading it will definitely attract the attention of the Beichen clans. (To be continued......)