At the moment when the exclamation sounded, Yokoyama's sword was completely unsheathed, and the brilliant light rushed into the sky, and the whole world and dark fog suddenly churned, and countless breaths torn by the sword spread, and various faces were transformed between the aggregations, as if they came to life.

An indescribable sense of desolation came, and the whole world changed.

The wind became heavy, the body was moving, the mind was confused, the people were terrified, and the battlefield of tens of thousands of miles suddenly seemed to be cut off by the surrounding world, unchanged, but it was completely different from the previous feeling.

"Ho!"

The flying Thirteen Lang stopped abruptly, letting the people around him turn on their backs and ignore it, his eyes only staring at the sword that rose into the sky, and his eyes had never been so solemn.

Because of the experience that could not be replicated, he felt a trace of something that others could not feel, and he was awe-inspired, compared to this, the deadly killing power brought by the sword itself was ignored. Thirteen Lang knew that no matter how powerful Yokoyama Fuji was, even if he was stronger than the true spirit, he would not be killed by him. At this moment, he was more worried about whether the knife was really as he thought, causing a drastic change.

The worry soon became a reality, and the sword was in full swing against the weather, and before people could realize what was happening, their ears heard, no, two low roars suddenly in their hearts, one as far away as the outer world, and one close to them, and at the same time, all the people who touched the ground under their feet were suddenly lifted three inches high, and after a moment they sank back to the same place.

The earth is breathing!

That's right, that's what it feels like, the earth rises and falls like a chest rising and falling when you breathe, and that far-flung roar comes from the mouth of some kind of life, countless miles away. In comparison, the roar from the Wild Spirit Land was obviously much weaker, but the desolate aura it contained was not inferior to the rebelliousness, and it was faintly opposed to it.

On the ground of the mad spirit, the eight hundred living cultivators were all dazed, and their eyes were all cast to their feet. The expression of the unknown beauty changed drastically, and with a wave of his sleeves, he was ready to take away Weiwei and the others, but he was soon stopped again.

"Ball ball. It's a ball!" Yu Wei shouted excitedly.

"That's right, it's Qiuqiu. Boss Su looked excited. I didn't notice what a big crisis was in front of me at this moment, and I only thought about one more helper.

"Ball" Meishuai first froze for a moment, and then remembered that Thirteen Lang seemed to have mentioned the inheritance of the mad spirit, and he saw it as a joke at that time, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

Now I know that the big thing is not good.

"Let it stop, stop!"

"Why?" Boss Su looked confused.

"Don't wake up that cunzi!" Mei Shuai shouted hard, and at the same time transmitted a message to Thirteen Lang in his heart, telling him to hurry up.

"Wake up who? Be clear. "I have never seen the judgment so panicked, and Boss Su is a little nervous.

"Why do you think Yokonuma can be independent of the world, the underworld, including Yan Jun, can't take it Oh Hengshan, it's all because of his knife, what is the origin of this thing, it's too late. ”

There was no way to shout, and a second tremor came from his feet, and a clear long howl came into his heart, but there were only people who were based on the mad spirit land, and then there were Thirteen Lang and Yokoyama Fuji. and the unknown existence of the horizon.

It's a pity that at this moment, Yokoyama Fuji is obviously a little strange, and his expression is hideous and even sad. The blade of the knife in his palm is broken like a remnant, the sword rushes through the sky, the red sky is changed, and the light is as bright as day in thousands of miles.

This is not at all the power he could have!

You must know that even now, Yokoyama Fuji still keeps his promise and urges his cultivation to become unbroken Nirvana; just robbing the mana and the sword itself has an aura comparable to destroying the world and destroying the earth, that is the intention, and the absolute suppression that can only occur when the realm gap is so big that it cannot be made up.

"Yokoyama, don't make trouble!"

No need to be reminded. Thirteen Lang had already shouted in his heart, passing it to the other party with the bridge he had built. However, Yokoyama did not turn a deaf ear. At first, he used cultivation as a knife, but now he has become a knife leader. In spite of oneself.

Another moment passed, and the sword spirit was so strong that it became more and more irresistible; the person who controlled the sword, Yokoyama Fuji, was covered in scaly wounds, and his whole body was bleeding, and he was about to be broken into thousands of pieces; what was particularly strange was that Shisanro clearly felt a monster's aura of shock, and he was puzzled.

No matter who Yokoyama Fuji was, he was an authentic spirit body, how could he use his magic sword? Besides, the artistic conception released by that knife was so powerful that as a person who "often" dealt with the true spirit and above, Jusan Lang concluded that he had already surpassed the true spirit.

Great Freedom Magic Knife Great Freedom?!

The spirit is free, the devil is free, the ranking of the six realms is still above the heavenly path, the spiritual realm is in the underworld, how can there be such a sturgeon, how can there be such a knife!

I don't know why, the knife intent is not referring to the thirteen lang that Yokoyama Fujiji wants to kill, but the ball hidden deep underground.

"Whew!"

The mad spirit roared three times, and the hissing and long howl seemed a little painful, like a fierce beast being suppressed and fighting back angrily.

Three roars to one roar, the two sides barely equalized, the earth rose and fell at this moment, and then a sigh came.

"Old friend, you are so pitiful. ”

"Fuck you!"

Jusan Lang was the only one who could hear this, and at the same time, he was the one who could feel the pain of Qiuqiu the most, as if a giant palm was pressed on top of his head, pressing down little by little, trying to crush it.

"Dog mongrel, what kind of ability is it to bully children, if the mad spirit is there, step on you to death. ”

The heart is connected, and what Qiuqiu has experienced, Thirteen Lang empathizes, and his brutal temperament suddenly attacked, and he responded with a wild drink.

"You have the ability, come from me!"

No matter!

scolded and scolded, Thirteen Lang simply ignored it, his body swept away, and he rushed straight to the knife in Yokoyama Fuji's hand.

"You?"

The person who made the voice was a little puzzled, as if he had just woken up from a big dream and couldn't figure out the situation, and after a little hesitation, he said, "What are you?"

"I'm your father!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Kill your people, destroy your knife, so that you can't wake up with strength, get out!"

"Aspirational. ”

Ren Xiu replied so honestly, the voice was a little emotional, and said slowly: "It's okay, if you save him, he is yours, and it doesn't hurt to kill him." ”

"Save your mother"

Jusan Lang thinks this thing must be crazy. Either he's a fool, he obviously wants to kill someone, and he will become a fart to save people!

People are in front of them. The blade was within reach, and Thirteen Lang threw a punch with all his might. Shouted in his heart at the same time.

"I'm going to die!"

The upheaval came from this shout, but no one could understand it.

The sword is regenerated and evolved, and a very faint, almost indistinguishable head emerges, and as soon as it appears, the surrounding qiē is solidified, and time, space, thinking, etc., are all frozen.

Tens of thousands of miles of battlefields, hundreds of millions of pairs of eyes. Since then, all of them have lost their "function", and even the heavenly seal has been fixed, and nothing can be seen or remembered.

The demonic qi on the head is vertical and horizontal, its purity, its richness is unimaginable, and if any demon cultivator is present at this moment, he will be ecstatic because of this, and he can't wait to swallow it in one bite, and he is willing to explode.

What a demonic spirit!

The reason why the Canglang Demon Domain is exhausted is because it is missing.

As soon as the skull came out, faint ripples swept in all directions. Formless, incorporeal, and unstoppable, rushing through the underworld and rushing through the end of the world. Then through hundreds of millions of miles of space, find the planet wrapped in Gangfeng, and fall into it.

Canglang Star, half of the demon domain of the country was shocked, and all the demon cultivators, no matter what they were doing, their bodies trembled in unison. On the contrary, in the other half of the country, the spiritual realm cultivators all changed color, and a panic arose in their hearts out of thin air.

The sky of the Demon Domain changed suddenly, and the ascension passage could not be opened by itself. In the blood domain, in the Kunlun Palace. Nezu's figure flew out quickly, and his expression was crazy. Look at the sky and call the sign.

"The breath of the Nine Ancestors is really here, it's really here!"

Next, the underworld Yokonuma, the second change came from the body of Thirteen Lang, and with a cold snort and Lang laughing, the two figures walked out one after another.

"If there are really remnants of the Demon Realm at work, no wonder this Realm is in decline. ”

The emperor's crown robe, his face was cold and solemn, the ancient emperor turned his back, and after lifting it lightly, he pressed it heavily, and the entire sky was lowered by three inches.

King's Landing, the world!

The blood soul son's white clothes are fluttering, his long hair and silver beard are swaying in the wind, and the exit has become a law.

"Dao: The law and the heavenly rules, seal the soul of the other world!"

One person cultivates to the supreme, one person awakens the world to suppress, and the confrontation between the Immortal and the Demon of Freedom, even if it is only half a step, is not something that the monks of the human world and the underworld can understand. The invisible power from all directions burst in, and the two completely different qi of spirit and demon collided together, destroying the invisible and invisible in an instant.

Encountering an opponent of this level for no reason, the head was visibly flustered, and then suddenly, he said two halves.

"Tiandao Lao'er is actually hiding, ha, little guy, the deity is waiting for you to come. ”

The sound fell, the sound was lost, the two pinnacles of the world shot, the head returned to the ruins but not the end, wrapped by the power from the world, impacted, torn apart, and finally saw that he couldn't get away, so he simply crashed into the body of Thirteen Lang.

There was no way, except for the knife, he was the only person here who could hold the breath of the Demon Realm.

As soon as the storm started, it stopped, and the battlefield returned to calm, and the stars of the waves returned to calm, and the Niezu in the Blood Prison looked confused, blinking his eyes and thinking hard, after all, he could only guess wildly, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Looking back, it looks like a pipe dream.

"Holy!"

Thirteen Lang was in a hurry, patted his head and touched his chest to check himself, and soon found the ball that was scattered and chaotic by the law of the realm, and then was in a daze.

What should I do with it?

Saving his life with three blows and dropping two, Thirteen Lang really realized the strength of that demon realm powerhouse, this kind of thing left behind, even if it is scattered, it is not something he can move lightly.

It's not a matter to just leave it like this, unless it merges with the demon clone and tries to absorb it under the premise that the Golden Crow is in charge?

And what did that guy say? Tiandao is hiding, where are you going to meet that super power of the Demon Realm: the Demon of Freedom?!

Crazy!

"I lost. ”

Thinking in the chaos, the voice in his ears woke up Thirteen Lang, and when he looked up, Yokoyama Fuji's breath was dying, but his eyes were clearer than ever.

"But I can't confess you as Lord. ”

Thirteen Lang blinked, not knowing what to say.

The look that happened to Yokoyama Fuji, although he didn't know, he was able to guess the approximately, it didn't matter, the important thing was that the situation returned to the present, how to deal with the next thing.

"That's actually not a loss."

To be fair, the battle was never fair, and for both sides, Yokoyama was undeniably strong. But if you don't have that knife, I'm afraid it can't be so outrageously strong. Now the knife is still there, and the source of the power in the knife is gone. Although the quality is good, the essence is due, I am afraid that it will not be able to restore the original.

Of course. This is actually a good thing for Yokoyama Fuji, at least he won't be taken advantage of by the knife, and the other thing is that he has been using this knife for a long time, and it's hard to say whether he can understand what he can understand from it, and whether he can communicate with each other is another matter.

Yokoyama Fuji's strength is at a loss, how is it not the case with Thirteen Lang, the three strikes to save his life are not counted, he has not really moved so far, purely with his body, trickery and Yokoyama; It is difficult to calculate who takes advantage and who suffers.

"To tell you the truth, it's unfair to you to beat you like this, it doesn't matter if you admit the Lord or not, I think you"

has the opportunity to control such a big master, Thirteen Lang has to try it anyway, but the stimulation given to him by the upheaval just now is too great, and the situation in front of him is unsolved, his mind is numb, even if he has all kinds of exquisite tricks, Leng can't think of half of it.

"Losing is losing, not to mention that you saved me. Avoid the scourge of deprivation. ”

Yokoyama Fuji is very single, but it's a pity that it's just a single, and there is no real benefit.

Hundreds of millions of lives on the battlefield. The two sides of the battle were the first to recover from the collision between the leisurely swim and the freedom, and while the people around him had not yet woken up, Yokoyama Fuji thought for a moment and said, "At the moment, I urgently need time to consolidate my spirit, and the things here can't help. I'm going to leave here for a while, and if you survive today, you'll have a chance to talk to me later, and if you don't, I'll do my best to avenge you. ”

"I know that Yokoyama Fuji is telling the truth. Thirteen Lang still couldn't help but curse wildly in his heart, secretly thinking that you would fucking curse me to death. It's so rare.

Yokoyama Fuji didn't realize what he was thinking at all, and he probably didn't care if he knew. Say it, hug your fists, and make plans generously.

"Anyway, I'll try to make up for your life and go. ”

After saying that, he turned around and really left like this, but Thirteen Lang was a little stunned, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly shouted.

"Wait!"

"Huh?" Yokoyama Fuji stopped and turned back and said, "Now I can't promise to give you my life." ”

", trading at a loss. ”

Thirteen Lang waved his hand helplessly and said casually: "Accompany me to shout a word before leaving." ”

Hmm?Yokoyama Fuji looked at Thirteen Lang, his eyes full of doubt.

Shisanlang said seriously: "It's good, what I shout, you shout, don't ask why, don't think, and don't hesitate." Then you can get out of here, love comes or doesn't come as you please. ”

Yokoyama Fuji secretly thought that this was simple, but he couldn't help but look at me, and he could do it in his mouth.

Before the sound fell, Thirteen Lang suddenly burst into thunder and roared.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Yokoyama instinctively interfaced, and his expression was stunned again. Before he could figure out what was going on, at the far end of the distance, Tuqi, who had just woken up, was stunned and followed by a shout.

"Kill!"

After calling it, Tucci suddenly realized something, and recalled in his mind what Jusan Lang had said when he left the station before.

Then.

"We talked so well, I bet I won, you have to promise me one thing. ”

"Okay, okay, what do you mean by winning and agreeing to something?"

"Hengshan Fuji does not fight Yanshan took the initiative to find me, did I win?"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it first. ”

"Later, I'll ask Yokoyama Fuji to shout with me, and then you don't think about anything, just shout along. ”

"What, what, what words, why does Yokoyama shout with you, and why do I?"

"Don't worry about it. It is to let you shout along, you can rely on the account if you lose a big bet, and you can't give a happy word. ”

"I'm cāo, how can this seat be repaid, what kind of word?"

"Don't ask, you'll know when the time comes. ”

After saying that, Thirteen Lang went out to fight in Hengshan, and at this moment there was a roar of performance was that "kill".

"Oops, fooled!"

After shouting, he knew that it was not good, and Tucci hurriedly wanted to save where it was too late.

"Kill!"

After the sound of killing, it was still killing, and the mad spirit land suddenly rushed out, and thousands of murderous creatures behind Tucci rushed out with it, crashing headlong into the ghost army array.

The situation is chaotic again, the war is rising, and the real fight has just begun

(To be continued) R580