The face of the old national teacher was unprecedentedly solemn.

Wu Ying looked up at him with a wicked smile.

"With your current strength, I'm afraid you can only release two ghosts and gods, right? Is your body so uncomfortable? You don't want to take action in person, with the power of that ghost and god alone, you can't help us. ”

The old national teacher was deeply puzzled.

It is clear that Wu Ying's combat power and cultivation are obviously inferior to the ghosts and gods, but why is he still able to suppress the strength of the ghosts and gods.

Even his sword!

Just like back then, with the help of the bloodline of the Ghost King, he could easily attack and kill the sixteen ghost gods.

But now, he is going head-to-head.

Why?

Why!!!

The national teacher Tianming didn't dare and couldn't use the power of ghosts and gods.

He shot a look at the Demon God's Underworld.

Immediately, the remaining fourteen ghost god skulls in the hands of the demon god disappeared.

He took a few steps back, his clumsy body slumping on top of the Demon God's abdomen.

The pitch-black skin was slightly undulating and bulging, and it was actually around the body of the national teacher Tianming, with countless black sarcomas bulging.

The sarcoma surged, directly absorbing the national teacher into the body, and in a few breaths, the large and small bodies were already integrated.

The empty and godless eyes of the demon god were instantly filled with an incomparably gloomy and gloomy gaze.

His gaze was like that of a vulture in the desert that saw carrion, and it was cruel.

That was the gaze of the national teacher Tianming.

Winter appeared in Ling Tiansu's hand, and his left hand held his chest.

Above the blade, a subtle sword intent appeared, and the blade pointed far away to the sky.

He didn't expect that even in this ancient land, the golden star that belonged to him existed.

It turns out that his star is a star with such a long history.

That's nice......

Wu Ying glanced at him lightly, taking in his slightly funny posture.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He also raised the Blood Song Sword in his hand.

In the past, 10,000 people tried the grand scene... Reproduction!

Ten thousand stars are shining, the sky is full of stars!

The black, blue, black and blue sky is dotted with countless fireflies, illuminating the ancient mountains and rivers.

In this world where there is no alternation of day and night, it is plunged into the spark of the moment.

In the clouds, the giant human-faced monster with the body of a bird, its wings enjoying the baptism of fire in the clouds.

Who knew that the sudden pouring of starlight instantly extinguished the flames on its body.

The pitch-black feathers quickly withered and fell under the infiltration of the starlight, and were swept away by the wind.

It was like a plucked crow, which chirped angrily, could no longer spread its wings, and fell headlong into the night sky.

Among the stars, each star has formed a sword intent that is the purest in time and does not contain a trace of impurities.

The sword intent is unparalleled and contains the mysteries of heaven and earth, but since it is unparalleled, how can it be in this short moment... Ten thousand stars and ten thousand swords know each other?

This is a paradoxical question.

In the darkness of the demon god, there was a gloomy roar of the national teacher Tianming.

Do you think you are still the same you you were at the beginning? It's just a little Tongyuan, and the sword in your hand is not the big stele sword of the year, and the stars in the sky caused by a fierce sword can be Naihonza?!"

Wu Ying replied lightly, "Not how." ”

As his voice fell, above the firmament, which was farther away than the Nine Heavens, a golden star began to emit its own faint brilliance.

From the moment the golden star ignited, the brilliance of thousands of stars no longer refracted towards the earth.

Instead, it radiated brilliance in the opposite direction, drawing countless terrifying stars upward, until thousands of stars could not break through the invisible barrier of the Nine Heavens, and then waited quietly.

Waiting for the golden star to turn into a gentle sword intent to descend.

The sword intent is gentle, but it is incomparably fast!

The golden sword intent was not very powerful compared to the aura of the national teacher Tianming on the earth.

Soon broke through the Nine Heavens, intertwined with the thousands of stars.

The sword of the stars followed closely behind, like a loyal guard, as a backing of strength, protecting the golden sword radiance tightly.

Ling Tiansu glanced at Wu Ying with some surprise.

Wu Ying closed her eyes tightly, and there was not much emotion on her face.

And the national teacher Tianming was even more shocked.

What kind of sword is that?!

Can you actually make Wuqi Sword's sword intent condescend willingly?!

Fourteen arms trembled and raised, and the national teacher Tianming saw that the body of this demon god was actually rapidly dissolving, turning into black sand particles and floating to the earth.

He had been on earth for many years, and for the first time horror had risen in his heart.

The golden sword intent gently landed on the body of the Demon God's Netherworld.

The mountain-like body collapsed violently, and the terrible roar of the national teacher Tianming and the desperate roar of the demon god sounded at the same time.

Ling Tiansu put away the knife and looked at the national teacher Tianming, who was lying weakly among the black pieces of flesh, but he was not dead.

He frowned and was about to go up to mend the knife, but was stopped by Wu Ying.

Wu Ying pointed over there and said indifferently: "We can defeat him, but we can't kill him." ”

Just as his ghost infant poison can suppress his strength to the death, but it can never completely destroy him.

Ling Tiansu looked at it, and his eyebrows deepened.

But when he saw that side, the scattered pieces of flesh fused towards the body of the national teacher Tianming again, twitching and writhing.

The disgusting sound of flesh and blood was endless.

It seems that soon, the national teacher Tianming will be able to stand up again.

Ling Tiansu was in a heavy mood.

This national teacher is even more difficult to kill than the underworld.

"Then you can't just watch him regenerate, right?" Ling Tiansu said.

Wu Ying snorted, his eyes were ruthless, "In front of me Wu Ying, do you want to stand up when you fall? ”

He turned around slowly, looking at the Divine Fire Sinkhole with a deep gaze.

Wu Ying sneered and said, "Sacrifice, compatriot, I think that his filthy body, comparable to a crawler in the mud, and the poison of the filthy ghost infant in his body, are very suitable for burning and purifying in that fire pit." ”

"Makes sense. ”

Ling Tiansu nodded very approvingly, and was about to walk in the direction of the national teacher.

Wu Ying glanced at him lightly, "I'll do it myself." ”

Ling Tiansu smiled, secretly thinking that a few days ago, Wu Ying had indeed suffered a lot of suffering and humiliation in the hands of this demon Dao, and he wanted to do it himself, so it didn't hurt for him.

Thinking of this, Ling Tiansu turned sideways and made a gesture of please.

Wu Ying came to the side of the national teacher Tianming and raised his palm indifferently.

Under the slightly thin palm with distinct bones, several thunderbolts of lightning burst out, directly shaking the black pieces of flesh that had finally gathered around the national teacher Tianming into flesh foam.

He looked down ruthlessly at the national teacher Tianming, who was lying on the ground covered with sword wounds, and he didn't say anything about the happiness of successful revenge.

Wu Ying's eyes flickered slightly, and he calmly looked at the bare corner of the compass on the chest of the national teacher Tianming's clothes.

The strange thing is that he actually felt a familiar atmosphere in the compass.

He squatted down, and under the cold gaze of the national teacher Tianming, he took the compass as his own, which was very domineering and unreasonable, and then stretched out a palm and forcefully buckled the shoulder of the seriously injured national teacher Tianming, who was temporarily unable to move.

Between the touch of his palm and his body, the eyes of the national teacher Tianming, who were gloomy and gloomy, suddenly erupted with resolute resentment.

He didn't say a word, and let Wu Ying's five claws become a blade to clasp his body.

Wu Ying's brows furrowed slightly, and her face became more and more cold and deep.

He carried the broken body of the national teacher Tianming and came to the altar of the sinkhole.

Stepping on the scorching altar stone, Wu Ying first glanced at the monster depicted on the inside of the stone wall, and sneered without emotion in his eyes.

Then like throwing a rag, he casually threw the body of the national teacher Tianming into the fire pit.

At this moment, the national teacher Tianming no longer has the ability to break through the flowing fire and communicate with his fellow underworld.

His body, along with his clothes, turned into pitch-black charcoal, and the blood on his body was constantly evaporating and drying.

The bamboo basket is empty......

After planning for many years and enduring for many years, he is like an undead who cannot tolerate the world, reluctantly planning and deducing in the world.

Just to find a glimmer of hope for rejuvenation.

He was undoubtedly successful, and he succeeded in plunging Kyushu into an era of war.

With his own hands and hard work, he supported a small country into a tiger and wolf country that was enough to compete with the Great Jin.

Correct...... Before he could completely cause the war and see the burning of the war, he himself was about to be burned to ashes by the power of this heavenly fire.

(ps: The national teacher is offline...... ）