As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

Why is Lu Chaoyan not dead.

Sang Ling's eyes hanging high in the air did not fluctuate at all, if the Heavenly Dao was so easy to kill, it would not let Kun Zu be imprisoned in the forbidden land for tens of millions of years.

She looked at the white shadow indifferently, formless and shadowless, only full of white, but she was scheming and calculating, and her heart was dark, and she was really ironic.

He looked mockingly in Sang Ling's direction, the white light just now was collected into his body by him, and it was so powerful that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

He stomped on the ground with one foot, and the next second the mountains shook, the mountains and rivers trembled, and countless guests were already lying on their stomachs.

He was satisfied with this effect, raised his hand, stared at Sang Ling's eyes, and suddenly smiled:

"The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect listen to the order, all the guests present tonight will not leave me a single one! The demon clan's methods are bloody, and they are actually doing acts that hurt the heavens and reason, and tomorrow they will strangle the entire demon clan, leaving no one. ”

It's going to be framed!

And he wouldn't let Sang Ling go at all, and in the next second, a huge white light shot out from his body, several points more powerful than before, and the pillar of light generally hit Sang Ling's position!

Sang Ling frowned, raised his hand to stop the audience, didn't want him to attack at this time, and actually restrained her! This power is even more powerful than the strength she can have just now, and she keeps dragging the mirror energy to consume wildly, and it looks like it's about to drain!

At this time, off the field, more disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who were like ant colonies appeared, took out their spirit swords and stabbed at the guests.

Seeing the danger increase, the guests subconsciously avoided it immediately, not wanting to be able to move, they immediately picked up their weapons and prepared to fight back, but those disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were not afraid of pain, and they kept slashing mechanically, a few breaths, and the guests in the field had already fallen several people, and the number was still increasing.

Sang Ling's eyes were fixed on the occurrence of the disaster under her feet, and she watched Xie Hanzhou and Ah Qian, who had recovered, join the battle and help the guests escape. However, there were too many Dao Sect disciples that day, like ants, and they couldn't be easily stopped.

One of her hearts kept sinking cold.

On the other side, he sneered, and his smile was rampant and treacherous:

"You only have a pair of hands and a mirror, can you help them?"

Sang Ling gritted her fine teeth, the tremor in her hand had turned into a trembling, the stiff five fingers were almost throbbing, the halo that appeared in the mirror behind her slowly weakened, and the golden light that fought against the white light also slowly faded, and the white light speed was quickly and immediately pressed, and she couldn't wait to completely crush this other party, shattering the corpse into thousands of pieces!

The smugness in his eyes grew bigger and brighter, looking forward to the bloody light that he was about to see, hideous and terrifying!

Sang Ling's eyes darkened, and when she couldn't bear it the most, she suddenly saw the white shadow flashing in front of her, and the white light had immediately weakened by three points.

She quickly took a breath, and with the force in her hand, she knocked him to the ground in an instant, and suddenly she was already making three moves in a row, and suddenly she heard him scream in the golden light, revealing a white shadow that was a little weak.

He couldn't believe it, and suddenly he looked in one place, grinding his teeth and crying out in resentment:

", you drugged me!"

In the field, Ah Qian shrank and showed a familiar and flattering face:

"I heard that the Soul Shattering Grass is useful for soul power, the kid naturally wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that the sect master was so powerful that he could only poison it at this time."

The Broken Soul Grass was said by Le San Zhenren, and Ah Qian was not sure if it was useful before, so he accidentally spilled a few drops of wine in a panic, but fortunately he didn't notice it at all.

He didn't expect that he was calculated by this mortal, and he was aggrieved and resentful, and suddenly he saw Xie Hanzhou.

Seeing that he skillfully used the bundle of immortal ropes to lock the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who were controlled by himself one by one, and seeing that he controlled dozens of them in a row, he actually had the strength to throw out another ten to restrain the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and his cultivation had already recovered.

There was a cold light in His eyes:

"Xie Hanzhou, you are really amazing, you deliberately let the injury go, repair it at this time, without saying a word, you actually endured the pain and accelerated the repair to help this stinky mouse?"

As soon as Xie Hanzhou's hand moved, the immortal ropes that had just been thrown out had already grabbed the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect in one fell swoop, controlling their attacks, and tying them up with the dozens of people before, a total of nearly a hundred people.

Only then did he raise his head, but he looked at Sang Ling's position:

"Peace of mind."

But with just two words, he threw out the bundle of immortal ropes again and continued to be busy.

Seeing that he was ignored by Xie Hanzhou, his eyes narrowed, but he smiled:

"Do you think I'm going to fail? I'm the sky, if the sky doesn't fall, how can I die? ”

At the same time, the white light in his hand was sheng, and a terrifying force was so powerful that it was almost like the pressure of heaven

Sang Ling only felt that her whole body was stagnant, and her stomach suddenly hurt, and the corners of her lips were bloody.

Off the field, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who could still deal with it were immediately as strong as oxen, and the spiritual power of the spirit sword in their hands was powerful, and in an instant, the situation was turned upside down.

Sang Ling's eyebrows frowned, and the mirror in his hand was summoned, directly attacking the direction of the white shadow.

He sneered, waved his palm, and slammed into Sang Ling's position, his palm was windy, whirring, and in an instant they had already passed dozens of moves, only to hear the wind whistling, the sand and dust rolled up, and in the sky, only the fierce white light and the powerful golden light collided with each other, and the sound of "bang bang bang" continued one after another, one more fierce than the other, all of them wanted the other party's life, and attacked the opponent's vital point.

At the same time, there were already three or four of the guests in the audience, and only a few dozen people were left who were driven around like ants, hugging their heads and running around.

Xie Hanzhou saw that the bundle of immortal ropes was no longer as good as before, so he could only raise his sword to block it, and he didn't want those disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect to divide a small wave and specifically besiege him, and the rest were all brandished butcher knives and chased towards the guests.

For a while, there were blood stains in front of the Heavenly Palace, and maroon blood splashed on the white jade, bright red and treacherous.

And the fight in mid-air was already full of white light and little golden light, and the situation was clearly pessimistic.

Xie Hanzhou closed his eyes, thinking of the final result, his hand tightened, intending to kill himself with a horizontal sword and delay time.

I don't want to, just about to exert force in my hand, suddenly a clear voice came from a distance, but it was mocking in the melodious way:

"Xie Xianjun, why is it like a bride who is being scrambled, and now she is going to be ashamed and kill herself?"

Xie Hanzhou was stunned and looked at the comer.

It's Su Luo, no, it's the ghost city lord, Tianshu.

Tianshu is still dressed in a black robe, with a little ghost, terrifying and cold. Behind him stood countless ghost city people dressed in black, so dark that it seemed like they had crawled out of hell.

Tianshu didn't look at Xie Hanzhou's current appearance, and waved his hand directly:

"Go ahead and bring those guests out alive."

"Yes—"

The ghostly shadows immediately joined the battle, and soon one by one the living guests were brought out, and one by one the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were trapped by Xie Hanzhou, and the situation in the field finally improved.

And Sang Ling, who was trapped in the sand and dust fight, didn't have extra time to check why the screams under the field were getting less and less, at this time she was already at the end of the crossbow, her palms and arms were trembling and throbbing, and her meridians were scraped by the ultra-fast flow mirror, but the white shadow in front of her was still high, and she opened it with one palm.

Sang Ling could barely stand on her feet for a few points, and she spit out blood stasis in her mouthful, and her body was stiff and stiff in pain, and it was difficult to move.

The white shadow carefully admired her tragic situation, and was arrogant:

"Kunzu, are you old like this now? Back then, he wasn't so weak. ”

Sang Ling raised her hand to wipe the blood from her lips, and said:

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, even if I die today, there will be thousands of people who will stand up in the future, Heavenly Dao, you will soon disappear completely!"

"Shut up!"

He slapped him hard and slammed it.

Sang Ling only felt severe pain all over her body, her eyes were black, and she was already kneeling on the ground weakly under her feet.

He walked over step by step, and looked down at it, and the killing machine was decisive:

"The time is almost up, don't worry, when you die, I will let those demon clans accompany you. In this world, you should listen to me. ”

The white light gathered in His palm, and the light became more and more intense, as if holding the sun in a trance.

Sang Ling's eyes were slightly closed by the stinging eyes of the light, waiting for the next killing move, to meet the cold sense of death.

In fact, the hand behind his back had quickly accumulated the mirror energy of the last retrospective mirror, and almost at the same time, pressed on the forehead of the white shadow.

In the next second, the white light in the white shadow's hand suddenly touched her forehead, and she was so cold that she unconsciously snorted.

He let out a miserable cry of "ah-", and Sang Ling only felt that the coolness on his forehead suddenly disappeared in the turn of his breath.

I only heard the voice of Him in a rage, almost jumping to his feet:

"Good you stinky rat, you still play tricks!"

"Ahh

"Kunzu, you actually put the last breath in the Mirror of Retrogression! You don't want to live anymore! ”

"Ah————h

The screams permeated the heavens and the earth, the mountains and rivers shook, the wind and clouds changed color, and the wind blew fiercely.

When Sang Ling opened her eyes, she only saw the mirror of retrospective migration hanging high in the east, and the light was shining, and the white shadow seemed to jump into the oil pot under the illumination of that light, her body was shrinking, the screams were continuous, and the power was constantly passing.

The mirror of retrospective migration slowly revealed the essence of Kun Zu, which was a huge figure, almost covered between heaven and earth, with compassion in his eyes, looking at Sang Ling deeply.

"You're doing a great job."

"It's just a fluke."

Sang Ling shook his head, the afterglow had already been controlled, Tianshu was waving at him, Xie Hanzhou carefully checked the disciples in the rope of the immortals, and Ah Qian hugged his head and cried beside him.

It's finally over.

Sang Ling smiled slowly, looking at the white shadow in front of her that had slowly revealed her body, she was a little curious:

"I've seen your companion, it's a ray of light, why don't you have anything?"

Heavenly Dao grudges his teeth:

"It's your business!"

Kunzu smiled faintly, and at the same time, the light was flourishing, like the sun and the moon shining together, shining on the world together.

At the same time, the white shadow desperately wanted to attack the mirror of retrospectiveness, Sang Ling directly raised his hand to attack, and after a few rounds, the white shadow was already detained.

The white shadow screamed in despair, and at the same time, she sensed that something seemed to have changed between heaven and earth.

The coercion on the white shadow's body, which almost collapsed from the sky, disappeared in an instant, and another new Heavenly Dao power was released, reflecting the brass halo on the Mirror of Retrospection.

It was only then that he suddenly understood:

"This new heavenly path that was affected by the luck of the demon clan is actually you, Kunzu?"

Kunzu's voice was calm and profound, and there was no longer that tiredness.

"It's me."

"Hahaha, ridiculous, it's ridiculous, you've been dormant for millions of years, and in the end it's all in your hands! Hahaha, hahahahaha-"

In his endless laughter, the white shadow ushered in the demise and returned to heaven and earth.

At the same time, a ray of light suddenly shot down from heaven and earth, spreading to the world with supreme luck, and the demon clan was surprised to find that the bloody qi wrapped around their bodies suddenly disappeared, and together with the cultivation realm, it was also rising, like a long-suppressed success.

And one of the brightest bets is cast on Sang Ling, representing the demon ancestor, she will be the darling of heaven and the master of luck.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the injuries on her body have been constantly repaired, the meridians have been rebuilt, and the cultivation has climbed, and in the blink of an eye, she has become the first in the world, and there is no one else above the cultivation.

Sang Ling slowly opened her eyes, looking at the mirror of retrospection with the breath of Kun Zu, slowly disappearing in the sky, a new order of fairness and justice between heaven and earth was born, and the demon race will be equal to the human race, and there will be no one before!

Hundreds of years later, with the storyteller's shocking shot, the deeds of the demon ancestor came to an end.

Off the field, the monk looked at the demon clan across the table, and the demon smiled heartily at the same time, raising a glass to celebrate.

Coming out of that hall, Sang Ling slowly walked towards the outside of the city with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were already the scene of mortals, monks, and demon clans living together.

The corners of her mouth hooked, and she walked away happily.

Behind him, the Heavenly Dao Sect Sect Master, who was dressed in a white robe, and the ghost market master who had business all over the continent, one black and one white, were distinct, but they all kept up with the pace of the woman in front.

Some pedestrians were amazed:

"The Demon Ancestor has now handed over the affairs of the Demon Clan to other Demon Clans to take care of and began to travel around the continent, this Heavenly Dao Sect Sect Master Xie Hanzhou and the Ghost City Master Tianshu can't sit still, follow all the way, and never leave."

"But I heard that in the demon clan, there are beautiful young men in the demon palace, and the human race and the demon clan are all here, and the demon ancestor can be said to be surrounded by left and right."

"Haha, it's all rumors, this beautiful boy is there, but the demon ancestor is clean and self-conscious, and he hasn't been touched, but I didn't expect to come all the way, but it was all beautiful young men waiting in line for the demon ancestor, so that these two people poured the taste of a vinegar bottle on their heads, and they all walked all the way."

The crowd burst into laughter.

In the distance, the demon ancestor Sang Ling was stopped by the beautiful young man again.

The boy was dressed in goose yellow, born young and good-looking, and his eyes blinked and twinkled like stars.

Everyone looked at the black and white two, and immediately followed with sour and angry......

The scene reappeared, and everyone immediately burst into laughter.

In the midst of laughter, the stories of the three people were also endless in that spring day.

———— is over, sprinkle flowers, and thank the treasures for their love and reading! ————

Goodbye!