Chapter Seventy-Five: Killing the Road

"Demon Lord, don't vote for the name sticker, don't hand over the worship post, hide your whereabouts like this, come to my fog hidden door, I'm afraid there is something to talk about, right?" Qingfeng's long hair is high, and compared with the demon lord's scattered hair, it has a little more indifferent taste.

However, no one can underestimate the Demon Lord, this is a legendary figure, even the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, has its name.

However, at this moment, there was a violent collision on the space battle platform.

Thundered......

The entire space battle platform was crumbling, as if it was about to shatter.

The battle between Yang Ning and the Yin Soul was in full swing, almost destroying the space in it.

"These two people, once they grow up, will probably be the two current Qingfeng and the Demon Lord in the future......" The evaluation of the two is extremely high, comparable to the Qingfeng Demon Lord.

"The real Tianjiao, this kind of combat power is too terrifying."

However, after a puff of smoke, the result was somewhat unexpected.

On the battle platform, scattered and faint, you can distinguish that it is a metallic luster.

"It turns out that what he cultivated was not the refining body flow, but he used a weapon, but the weapon was wrapped in black flames and couldn't be seen clearly."

Someone finally revealed the truth.

"But why is this weapon fragment so weird?"

Those who were attentive questioned when they saw the breath on the fragments of the weapon.

"It may be a new martial ...... researched by the Demon Sect"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another person.

This is a powerhouse of the five decays of heaven and man in the mountain building realm, a power ancestor from the capital of the Liuyun Country, who has extraordinary insight and has identified the origin of the weapon fragments.

"Magic Wheel ......"

A terrible and unforgettable name.

Like a nightmare, engraved in people's hearts.

As long as it is the sixteen countries of Surabaya, everyone hates it, but at this moment, it appears here.

What will this mean?

All the people watching the ceremony, including the four major sects, suddenly became nervous.

"What? Recognized? On the battle platform, there were blood stains on the corners of the Yin Spirit's mouth, and his whole body was filled with an eerie aura, looking down on the people below the battle platform, the corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile.

"Suffer death." Above the battle platform, Yang Ning held a sword in the air, and the brilliance was a little dim compared to the beginning, and with a sentence, the sword returned to the sheath.

As the sword returned to the sheath, the aura around Yang Ning's body seemed to disappear, and if it weren't for the figure still under the sky, he could hardly feel where the whole person was.

The wooden sheath, the spirit sword, looks a little ordinary, unpretentious.

The green shirt dances in the wind, and the gaze is calm.

"Why, you're going to kill me like this?" The ghost laughed, cold and cold.

However, Yang Ning seemed to have fallen into silence, and there was no change except for his body.

At this moment, high in the sky, a person appeared next to the demon lord.

"Haha, I'm back again......"

"After more than 60 years, I finally came to this place again......"

The person who came was wearing a dark red brocade robe, and as it appeared, it was as if a piece of hell had returned, and behind him it was like hell reappearing, accompanied by a terrible sound.

"Nine palace envoys?" Qingfeng couldn't believe it, because this was a person who had died more than sixty years ago, how could it be possible to reappear.

"Yes, Qingfeng didn't expect you to know the envoy of this palace." The Nine Halls restrained their breath, strolling high in the sky, and between their bodies, there were faint ghosts and gods roaring.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Nine Hall Envoys changed, and the expression of the whole person became cold in an instant.

"You dare?"

Like a muffled thunder, it exploded the entire foggy mountain.

But, after all, it was too late.

The sudden outburst, even if it is as strong as the Nine Palaces, cannot be handled.

It's too fast, there's no time to react.

It's like a streamer, more like a meteor landing, flashing a hint of rainbow light in the sky.

If it weren't for the Nine Palaces to make the mind finally strong, otherwise it would not have been discovered at all.

No sound.

The scabbard made of bamboo is still unpretentious.

But at this moment, the bamboo scabbard is empty.

The sword in the middle is gone.

And Yang Ning, who was holding the wooden sheath, stumbled for a while, and almost fell from the sky.

In the other hand, he held the Chengyi Sword, but there was no trace of brilliance, and he could even see the metallic luster.

Yang Ning gasped and was listless.

A sword drained all of Yang Ning's spiritual power, and in an instant, Yang Ning became weak.

Ling Tianjue in his body was running wildly, and he was quickly repairing the consumption of the sword just now.

Like a whale swallowing the sea, faintly, you can see the top of Yang Ning's head, forming a small whirlpool.

On the battle platform, the head of the Yin Soul was lowered, and in his eyes, the pupils were dull, and there was no trace of spirit.

"This ...... How...... How could it be ......"

The head of the yin soul drooped and never got up again, and there was no trace of life on the body.

It was only then that everyone reacted.

In everyone's mind, they recalled the memories of the battle platform just now, but found it empty.

Leave no trace.

"What kind of sword technique is that?"

"Instant kill?"

"This ...... How can it be? "Ting Yixiao is known as the little demon master, although he was defeated by the tooth repair three days ago, but his strength is so strong that no one can compete with him.

But now, the Yin Soul, who was a few points stronger than him, the Young Master Yin Soul of Yin Wind Valley, was killed by someone with a sword like this, how could Ting Yixiao believe it.

"This must be an illusion, hallucination......" Ting smiled and fell into a mutter, unable to extricate himself.

"Too ...... It's terrible......" The ghost was frightened, because just now, there was not even any warning, it seemed that Yang Ning at that moment had fallen into silence, but how could he burst out with such a strong strength in an instant.

That is the young master of Yin Wind Valley, an invincible existence in the mountain realm.

However, at this moment, he was killed by a swordsman of the same level?

"Is this a swordsman?" The ghost couldn't believe it.

Before the sky, as if breaking the sky, a sound fell.

"Die!"

Overwhelmed, a palm fell instantly.

"Dare ......" sword moved.

Turning into a streamer, cultivating his whole body, infusing a sword, after a flicker, he came to the battle platform, Yang Ning's side.

The sword light was boiling, steaming with the power of the rules, from the bottom up, and it went up.

"Nine Hall Envoys, when I don't exist?" In Qingfeng's hand, a mirror appeared.

This is the spiritual object of the Zhenzong of the Fog Hidden Gate, deducing the creation mirror, which cannot be controlled by people who are not cultivating to a high level.

But at this moment, with Qing Feng's attack, it was like a dividing line, enveloping the entire battle platform and completely dividing the entire heaven and earth.

Deduction and creation, the mirror that truly belongs to the artifact, this is the hole card why the Fog Hidden Gate has become the number one sect in the Liuyun Country.

"Get out of here." The Nine Hall Envoys were furious, and a dark golden iron chain struck along the Long Sleeves of the Nine Hall Envoys.

Rushing......

The chain comic exhibition, like a silver snake under the sky, is bloody and full of terror.

"Yin Wind Valley, everyone gets and is punished." Someone finally spoke up, revealing the identity of the Nine Hall Envoys and the dead Yin Spirit.

"The Yin Wind Valley has reappeared, and this will be another bloody storm."

Deduce the creation mirror, flatten the mirror, and form a transparent reflection, splitting the entire Fog Hidden Mountain.

Rushing......

The chains fell from the nine heavens.

Syllable!

A crisp sound echoed in a radius of thousands of miles.

The sword light was cold, the iron chain was cold, and in the sky, after a short period of condensation, it exploded.

Rumble......

A shockwave of light quality dispersed in an instant.

The iron chain was in the nine heavens, the bells were ringing, exuding a dark red metallic luster, very cold, cold as frost iron.

"Poof......

A short collision, a judgment is made.

The sword was bloody, was devoured, and was seriously injured, and in front of Yang Ning, blood stains were thrown into the air.

The Nine Palaces made it so powerful that it was terrifying.

"Looking for the ...... of death" The Nine Hall envoys snorted coldly, clapped their palms again, and the iron chain instantly turned red, like a fire dragon, swallowing fire, and wanted to roll the entire heaven and earth, carrying the power of heaven and earth, bombarding down.

Qing Feng was not idle, and after seeing that the sword was invincible, he instantly propped up the Deduction Creation Mirror, and added another force to the dividing place, making the entire mirror unbreakable.

Thundered......

The mirror is shaking, and the impact is continuous, like a drumstick falling on the drum surface, which is full of amazement and thunder.

Breathtaking.

"Is this a battle between the strong?"

"The deducing Creation Mirror, worthy of being an artifact, actually blocked the soul chain that Yin Wind Valley became famous."

"Amitabha Buddha ......" the monk Jiuzi stood up.

"Yin Wind Valley has reappeared, and our generation should resist together." The monk also showed great mana, with a wave of one arm, the golden posture on his body rose up with the trend, turned into a piece of clothes covering the sky, and flew up from the ground with the power of waving his hand.

The monk was finally moved at this moment.

The bloody case of 60 years ago, no one can forget, it was a bloody fact.

Yin Feng Valley is not tolerated by cultivators because of the vicious exercises.

"Kill!"

In the hands of the uncle of the ancient knife building, there is an extra long knife, which belongs to his natal weapon, which can be connected to his mind and belongs to the heavenly sword.

Slash in the sky, wanting to cut the fiery red chains.

Because this iron chain can be used at any time, it is the highest crisis for everyone.

"Haha, just you stinky fish and shrimp?" The Nine Halls made the long hair fly, and the gloomy aura lingered in the radius, and the sun dimmed at this moment, becoming dull and distracted.

The chains became more and more terrifying, like a fire dragon soaring dragon, flying freely, inside and outside the long sky, unstoppable.

"Kill ......"

With a roar, the chain changed shape and instantly turned into a long iron whip.

Whew......

The air burns, as if the entire sky is melting.

The sky is whispering, and the sky is howling.

Tumbling and tumbling.

The demon lord overlooked the Fog Hidden Mountain, snorted coldly, and shouted loudly above the long sky: "Second prince, don't move at this time, when will you stay?" ”

This is a signal to ask the second prince to cooperate with them.

Whew......

In the sky, a huge black shadow appeared.

It was as if the end had come.

"What is this?"

"Demon Sect's support?"

"The Real Great War ......"

"The Great World Will ......"

Under the division between the sky and the Fog Hidden Mountain, Qing Feng shouted: "Where are the disciples of the Fog Hidden Sect?" ”

"In!"

"In!"

“……”

It spread all over the mountains and fields, and spread throughout the entire Wuyin Mountain.

"Kill!"

At the sound of an order, almost the entire Fog Hidden Mountain became agitated.

"Yin Wind Valley, everyone gets it and condemns it, and it must not be allowed to become a climate."

Qingfeng's fighting spirit is surging, like an immortal, under the endless sky, clapping his palms and killing.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

……

Above the black shadows, countless black shadows fell, which was the support of the Demon Sect.

"The Demon Sect is prepared, this is to destroy the Fog Hidden Gate in one fell swoop."

Finally, a strong man reacted and rushed out first, killing decisively, killing in and out of the crowd.

The second prince also stopped drinking with the signal above the altitude: "Kill!" ”

"Look, among the people who watched the ceremony, the killing began......" In the crowd watching the ceremony, blood appeared, and spiritual power began to rage.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

It spread throughout the mountains.

"Kill the sword out, kill the road. It seems that it has really come true......" Jian Jue's heart is complicated, and he doesn't know how much blood will be shed in this battle.