"Xuanguang...... Dacheng!"

King Nanfeng's words choked.

Unexpectedly, when the Demon Abyss Holy Lord came out of the level again, he had already broken through to the Xuanguang Dacheng.

In this way, even if he joined forces with the two Holy Lords of the Sea Smoke Pavilion, he would definitely not be the opponent of the Demon Abyss Holy Lord.

And Xu Lao Wei and the Night Saint Monarch, who were confronting the Demon Abyss Holy Lord, suddenly felt a strong and surging force, impacting, the Holy Body churned, and the Xuanguang Holy Power was invisibly suppressed, and even breathing was difficult.

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord in his field of vision is like the supreme Holy Spirit, which is irresistible.

"It's actually Xuanguang Dacheng!"

Old Monster Xu's face was full of shock, and he was stunned.

He and the Night Saint Monarch, it is also in recent years, he has only broken through the Holy Lord, and compared with the ordinary Xuanguang Saint Lord, there are some gaps.

Moreover, the Night Emperor is an assassin of the Shadow Killing Dao, and fighting head-on will limit many of his means.

However, in front of the Holy Lord of Xuanguang Dacheng, even if the two of them played extraordinarily, they would be useless after all.

In terms of realm strength, the Demon Abyss Holy Lord absolutely crushed them.

The people of the Sea Smoke Pavilion, who had retreated thousands of miles away, also realized that something was wrong, the power of the Demon Abyss Holy Lord was suddenly unimaginably strong, and they all felt a thrill when they stood here.

King Nanfeng also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Boom!

The countless demonic light tentacles scattered throughout the Demon Abyss Holy Lord's body suddenly surged, rushing towards the Night Saint Monarch and Old Monster Xu from all directions, with lightning speed, just like a hungry monster that saw its prey.

The Night Emperor turned into a black stream of wings, and suddenly split into two wings, one of which avoided the attack of the demonic light tentacles, and the other disappeared into the void.

Old Monster Xu used the Xuanguang Holy Power with all his strength and quickly retreated.

But the magic light tentacles, as if infinitely extended, missed a blow, immediately reversed the direction, and continued to attack, without slowing down at all, winding towards the two of them, a momentum of endless death.

The Demon Yuan Holy Lord stood in place, looking at it coldly, as if the heaven and earth were dominating.

"Cangtian Town Demon Seal!"

Seeing that he was about to be caught up by the magic light tentacles, Xu Laowei's whole body surging with holy power, and with one hand, he shot out a white holy light handprint that shook the sky, and the holy breath seemed to have the power to suppress the demons.

Rumble!

Old Monster Xu's holy light handprint collided with several of the magic light tentacles.

Boom......

Under the extremely strong Xuanguang Holy Power, Old Monster Xu's secret method was directly shattered.

The magic light tentacles passed through the holy light handprint, and continued to rush towards Old Monster Xu.

At the same moment, the Night Saint Monarch who had disappeared into the void suddenly appeared behind the Demon Abyss Holy Lord, and a wave of the Shadow Sword in his hand flashed with a strange black dazzling light, stabbing at the back of the Demon Abyss Holy Lord.

"Humph!"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord snorted coldly, and he still stood safely against the sneak attack of the Night Saint Monarch, without the slightest disdain.

Behind the Demon Abyss Holy Lord, the void was distorted, the demonic path holy power surged, and a demonic light tentacle suddenly stretched out, carrying an infinite domineering and raging aura, rushing towards the Night Saint Monarch.

Shout!

The moment the Night Saint Monarch's assassination secret technique collided with the magic light tentacle, a black stream wing light was separated from his body, and he disappeared again.

Whew!

The clone of the Night Saint Monarch collided with the magic light tentacles, and the two shattered together.

The Night Saint Monarch gave up the attack of a clone, and only destroyed that magic light tentacle, and he couldn't get close at all.

After a moment of fighting, the Demon Abyss Holy Lord did not move in the slightest, but forced the two Holy Lords into a desperate situation.

King Nanfeng stood aside, witnessing this qiē, and his heart was shocked.

"I can't just watch the fight!"

The dragon pattern phosgene of King Nanfeng's whole body rose suddenly, breaking through his own shackles and bursting out.

Shout......

Just as King Nanfeng was about to make a move.

Buzz!

An immortal sword intent that slashed the sky rushed straight in.

An ancient green remnant sword dragged a brilliant and crystalline green ghostly sword, like a green rainbow, and slashed down.

Shout!

The magic light tentacle that wanted to pierce Old Monster Xu was instantly cut off by the sharp Qingyu sword.

I saw that an ancient green remnant sword, spinning in a circle, stood in the void, infinite sword dao golden sharp qi, shocking the sky.

Behind the remnant sword, a brilliant and clear sword white shadow appeared, in which the figure of a long-bearded old man was faintly outlined, exuding an immortal soul sword will that would slash the heavens and the earth, and the magic light tentacles that were about to impact were all shaken back.

"It's dangerous!"

Old Monster Xu's heart was beating violently, and he was extremely shocked, staring at the Gu Qing Remnant Sword that exuded supreme sword intent in front of him, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

"It's ...... Ancient Artifact!"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord's face was shocked.

Being able to cut off his magic light tentacles so lightly, as well as the immortal sword intent that burst out of the sword body, and the soul sword mystery contained in the white mangs behind the remnant sword.

It is the remnant sword of the ancient god of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

The only ancient artifact to appear in the fantasy space.

Moreover, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Little Sword Saint Gu Yue was recognized by the ancient artifact, and incarnated the soul sword with his body, merging with the ancient artifact to become the instrument spirit of the ancient god's remnant sword.

Because of this incident, there are widespread rumors on the mainland that the Heavenly Sword Pavilion is expected to regain its peak four-star glory.

"Why did the ancient artifact come here?"

King Nanfeng was shocked and puzzled, the power of the ancient artifact was really shocking.

"Sword Master Senior!"

In the distance, a woman in black flew slowly, it was the Tianjiao of the younger generation of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, Mo Dongyao.

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord's face was gloomy.

Why would the Heavenly Sword Pavilion interfere in this matter?

Moreover, the Demon Abyss Holy Lord faintly felt that not far away, an extremely faint world-shattering sword intent loomed.

This made the Nine Demon Lords stop for the time being.

At this time, the remnant sword of the ancient god, the phantom of the little sword saint in the towering white mangs behind him, came out with a voice: "Holy Lord, I owe Zhao Feng a favor, I can't stand by and watch this matter!"

Hearing this, the Demon Abyss Holy Lord almost wanted to breathe fire.

It's because of Zhao Feng again!

Zhao Feng was in the Divine Fantasy Space, what did he do, and he actually made the little sword saint Gu Yue owe favors.

"An ancient artifact, how much power can you exert as a tool spirit?"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord said coldly, Mo Dongyao was directly ignored by him, and the realm level was too low.

And his main mind was focused on the earth-shattering sword intent hidden in the shadows.

Heavenly Sword Pavilion will not allow the geniuses and ancient artifacts of this sect to appear in the outside world in such a swaggering manner, and there must be peerless sword powerhouses who will secretly guard them.

But.

Thinking about it carefully, this matter seems to be the meaning of the little sword saint himself in the remnant sword of the ancient gods.

In other words, as long as he didn't hurt Mo Dongyao and didn't fight the thoughts of the ancient artifact, the Holy Lord behind the Heavenly Sword Pavilion would not make a move.

"That's easy!"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord showed a hint of a gloomy smile and looked at Old Monster Xu and the Night Saint Monarch, and the killing intent emerged.

Even if there was an ancient artifact to stop him, he was not afraid at all, and he had to kill everyone in the Sea Smoke Pavilion.

But suddenly!

The remnant sword of the ancient god dragged a brilliant and tranquil sword light, and in a spin, it fell into the hands of King Nanfeng.

Buzz!

King Nan Feng looked stunned for a moment, and then understood what the little sword saint meant.

Buzz!

Surrounded by dragon patterns and light all over his body, King Nanfeng, who was holding an ancient artifact, suddenly burst out with a shocking divine sword light, green and ancient, rushing straight into the nine skies, piercing a qiē.

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord's mighty aura suddenly collapsed under the impact of the powerful immortal sword intent.

Behind King Nanfeng, in the crystal white mang, the figure of the white beard burst out with a soul sword that pierced the soul.

The two become one, and the color of the heavens and the earth changes, like a peerless sword saint.

"What...... This?"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord was stunned for a moment.

Is that okay too?

With the blessing of the power of dragon luck, King Nanfeng already has the combat power of Xuanguang Xiaocheng, and if it is added with ancient artifacts, its combat power will definitely far exceed that of Xuanguang Dacheng.

Enough to pose a mortal threat to him.

In the distance, the Night Saint Monarch and Old Monster Xu were full of excitement.

Today's Nanfeng King, the peerless power that bursts out from his whole body is earth-shattering.

"It's worthy of an ancient artifact!" Xu Lao Wei sighed.

"Holy Lord, I'm just returning Zhao Feng's favor, and I don't want to be your enemy!"

In the white shadow, the majestic voice of the little sword saint was shocked at the soul level.

"Demon Yuan Holy Lord, the battle for the crown prince is about to begin, and all the forces of the Great Qian Dynasty will be involved in it, and no one can predict what will happen after that!"

King Nanfeng was mighty and said indifferently.

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord looked at King Nanfeng and understood the meaning of his words.

In order to deal with the purple-haired twin evils, the Nine Shadows Palace lost a large amount of middle-level combat power, and even killed a holy master.

If it is himself, he is injured for the sake of a void god junior, and it will not sound good to spread out, and it may even affect the next development situation of the Nine Shadows Palace.

Now, the peak of the Samsung Heavenly Sword Pavilion has obtained the power of the ancient artifact, and the situation has become unpredictable.

"Okay, for the sake of King Nanfeng and the face of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, this seat will let you go today!"

The Hongsheng voice of the Demon Abyss Holy Lord spread all over the world, and he found a step for himself.

"Humph!"

The magic light tentacles in the void all shrank, turning into dark magic light, enveloping the Demon Abyss Holy Lord in it, and gradually moving away.

The coercion of the huge Demon Dao Holy Lord is gradually disappearing!

"Thank you Heavenly Sword Pavilion for your help!"

Everyone in Haiyan Pavilion thanked them together.

"Zhao Feng's favor, the old man has returned it, if there is nothing else, the old man will leave first!"

The remnant sword of the ancient god slashed through a blue shadow of light and fell into Mo Dongyao's hand, and then left.

......

At this time, the dream realm is primeval.

The weather was fair, but there was a forest, shrouded in an endless storm of thunderclouds.

"The structure of the small world is preliminarily completed!"

Zhao Feng sat in the middle of the small world, surrounded by dark clouds, wind and thunder roaring, which had no effect on him.

The true element in the crystal nucleus space slowly flows to every part of the small world, just like the qi and blood of the human heart, flowing to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

He could feel that in this small world, he was the master, in control.

Even has a trace of control over the rule power of the ancient space.

The use of the small world is to let it overlap in the real space, so as to control the power of the rules of the real space for a certain extent.

At this time, Zhao Feng's small world is only the size of a hundred zhang.

Compared with the projection of the Thousand Thousand Miles Small World of the Nine Demon Lords on that day, it was simply a cloud of mud.

"The power of the small world is insufficient, it seems that the Wind and Thunder Realm and the crystal nucleus space are not closely connected!"

Zhao Feng's left eye, insight into a qiē.

The basic structure of the small world must be complete and solid, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to readjust it in the future.

Someday!

In the sky above the ancient dream, dark clouds pressed down, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of thunder loomed.

"Are you coming?"

Zhao Feng opened his eyes.