In the city below, there were a few people in black robes, guarding the realm demon clan.

They used their power to protect the town from being destroyed when the Imperial Weapon attacked.

Little Daoist and Su Xiu were also watching the battle.

The little Taoist priest was extremely nervous, looking at Yang Ziwuyun lightly.

"Why is he so easy?" The little Taoist priest muttered to himself.

"He's been out of the forbidden land!"

"But didn't he bring anything out?" Little Taoist Daoist.

"You do the math!" Su Xiu said.

"If I can count that I'm still a fart, who do you think I am?" Chang Hong said.

"Come!" Yang Ziwu shouted, a flood of power, spread between heaven and earth, the breath of a weapon, specifically filled the heaven and earth, even far, far away, the human race and other races have elders ascended into the sky.

Looking at this, they felt the breath of using the emperor's weapon.

And the slash of this demon knife did not have the slightest sense of atmosphere, and the breath between heaven and earth seemed to be hidden in the slash at this moment.

The slash doesn't even look lethal.

But Yang Ziwu was a hairy man, he felt that he was locked by a slash, and that feeling told him, you can't escape, take this move.

And Long Zhen, who was urging this slash with all his might, couldn't even guarantee his flight, and fell straight down.

The huge slash quickly sucked Yang Ziwu in, and the surrounding space began to shatter.

In the town, everyone was looking at the sky, and the second girl covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound, as if after making a sound, it would affect his master.

There was silence, no sound at all.

The passage of time seemed to be gone, and I don't know how long it took, and the hearty laughter came through.

"Demon clan, am I born with your race?"

In the town, Chang Hong was the first to react, "Beautiful, pretty, so beautiful!"

Chang Hong was really surprised, he never thought that Yang Ziwu would be able to survive in the hands of the emperor.

When Yang Ziwu appeared in the world's field of vision, he was covered in blood, his shirt had disappeared, his muscles were exposed, and his fierce eyes looked down.

"How is that possible?" The dragon exclaimed in shock.

Unlike others, he is a land immortal, and he hurried to see how Yang Ziwu blocked it.

In the human race, the demon race, and the surrounding continents, the great elders all came from the sky, and the matter was really a bit big, and there was actually another imperial artifact.

Although they felt very weak from a distance, they were not as strong as the demon sword, but it was also an imperial weapon.

And where Yang Ziwu was, the protection of the town had disappeared, and those few town guards had all fallen to the ground with all their strength.

The town has become the only plane on the continent, and around it is a crater larger than any crater on Earth.

Yang Ziwu still survived in such a situation, so you can imagine what kind of effort this is.

Yang Ziwu took out a small gourd, which was the space object.

Yang Ziwu drank two sips of the water.

The corners of Yang Ziwu's mouth were slightly hooked, and he was afraid to take out the king of Hades and swallow it.

"High Priest!" Yang Ziwu muttered.

Then the Spring and Autumn Sword came out of the sheath again and went straight to the high priest, after the high priest fell, there was a town guard realm to greet him, and in the face of the artifact, the town guard realm was almost like paper paste, and Yang Ziwu sword took him.

Then Yang Ziwu looked at the high priest, and Long Zhen's eyes revealed horror.

"You want to kill me? Foolproof?" The corners of Yang Ziwu's mouth were slightly hooked.

"What I'm waiting for is foolproof!"

"Kaishan!" Yang Ziwu shouted.

Between heaven and earth, a big mountain rises, whether the mountain is powerful or not, it all depends on the mountain!

And what Yang Ziwu summoned this time was a mountain in the Demon Domain, after all, he hadn't seen much in the North Star

Neither can the mountains cut their own.

A sword fell, and the mountains far away on another planet were split in half, and the original mountains of the Changbai Demon Domain were attacked by another poisonous hand.

And Long Zhen didn't die.

Long Zhen still had his last breath left, and used all the strength and breath of his body to send the demon knife out.

But Yang Ziwu immediately hit a piece that was more than the demon knife, a fragment of a ruler, and hit the demon knife, the demon knife fell, Yang Ziwu went over, held it on the demon knife, and the demon knife immediately showed a posture of resistance.

In the imperial weapon, it has been many years, and it is also a weapon, and he does not have the ability to hold the axe.

In the end, he still did not resist Yang Ziwu.

In the palm of Yang Ziwu's hand, the trees that are invisible to the naked eye love to hold this demon knife and restrain his resistance.

Little Willow Tree's ability, that Yang Ziwu has not seen through now.

Yang Ziwu returned to Long Zhen's side with the demon knife, and without Yang Ziwu using his hand at all, Long Zhen was already angry and died.

A land immortal died like this, in fact, most of his life was died in the hands of the demon knife, in order to show the strength of the demon knife.

And Yang Ziwu really almost died, but he also has an imperial weapon, he still has the water of life, and the little willow tree, which can be recovered.

Yang Ziwu looked at the Great Elder of the Human Race, the Great Elder of the Demon Race, the Great Elder of the Long-legged Clan, and the Great Elder of the Dwarf Race who came from afar in the sky.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Ziwu squinted at them.

"Wu Anjun! Where did you get the imperial weapon?" The Great Elder of the Terran said in a deep voice.

"Is this it? Demon Clan!" The demon knife in Yang Ziwu's hand.

"You know that's not what we're talking about!"

"Oh, that's it!" Yang Ziwu took out a half-cut black ruler.

The pupils of several people contracted instantly, "Actually, I was in the forbidden land and took out the imperial weapon!" Yang Ziwu smiled slightly.

"You!"

"What are you? Take it out and take it out, is it yours? If you can prove that it is yours, I will pay you back!"

"That's my North Star, too!" The female elder of the Longleg Clan spoke.

"Oh, my Terran came to the North Star a long time ago, how do you know it's not my Terran Emperor?" Yang Ziwu asked.

"Even so, you should hide it from us!"

Yang Ziwu smiled, "Today, I also have a showdown with you, I also have an imperial weapon, you can also hunt me down, I can't beat the fish and die in the net, I am confident that one of you will go back a hundred years!"

"It depends on which of you dares? I just don't know if the other clans will eat you then!" Yang Ziwu squinted his eyes.

"Wu Anjun! You started a sect on Polaris, you have an imperial weapon, and we can't say anything!" After thinking for a moment, the Terran elder spoke.

"We've always had a good relationship, and we're very respectful to you! You should tell me too!"

"I'm just doing things this way, if I tell you, will I be alive today? The demon clan is not a high priest, but all the nine elders are here, right?" Yang Ziwu looked at the Great Elder of the Terran Race angrily!