"Boom!"

Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding smashed Chao Xiangyang's head, breaking one of the demon horns on his head, and the other two were all smashed and cracked, and a bloody hole was knocked out on his forehead, and blue-black demon blood was dripping.

Mixed Xiangyang's smashed eyes were full of Venus, and he was almost directly smashed open by Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding, and his head was buzzing.

At this moment, Fang Ye's main body arrived, and the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword in his hand slashed down angrily again.

Chao Xiangyang couldn't care about the broken magic horn, let out a low roar in his throat, and barely raised the pitch-black war in his hand and stopped in front of him.

"Khooth!"

A piercing collision sound sounded, and the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword in Fang Ye's hand slashed fiercely at the pitch-black battle ge, cracking the jet-black battle slash with a slight crack, and the brilliance was dim.

If it weren't for the fact that this black war brother was the Mixed Sun's natal divine weapon, this time he would be able to force the black war brother back into the body of the mixed Xiangyang.

Mixed Xiangyang barely stopped Fang Ye's knife, feeling the crack on the natal divine weapon, and a look of flesh pain appeared on his face.

Fang Ye's doppelganger also arrived, sacrificing the Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding to suppress the mixed sun, and the imprints on it all seemed to be resurrected, dancing around the Shending, setting off the Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding as if it were an ancient sacred mountain.

Mixed Xiangyang had suffered a big loss from Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding just now, and he didn't dare to be careless at this time, and pieces of complex mystical runes rushed out of his eyebrows, and there were streams of pure time rules lingering in them.

"Boom!"

The rune collided with the Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding, emitting a huge roar, and the demonic light splashed in the sky, the Xuanhuang light flickered, and a stream of blue-black demonic blood erupted from Xiangyang's mouth.

Mixed Xiangyang was injured by Fang Ye's clone just now, and at this time, he resisted the attack of Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding. It was bombarded on the spot and spurted blood again.

Fang Ye's eyes flashed with fighting intent, and his body held the Reverse Scale Heavenly Knife again, and the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword bloomed with a light comparable to the scorching sun, and slashed down again according to the mixed sun, not giving him time to react at all.

Mixed Xiangyang had to wave the pitch-black battle in his hand again, blocking in front of him. Vainly trying to block Fang Ye's attack.

The Reverse Scale Heavenly Knife in Fang Ye's hand flashed with dazzling brilliance, and once again slashed at the pitch-black battle ge, splitting the crack on the pitch-black battle ge much larger, and the crack spread to all sides.

Mixed with the anger in Xiangyang's belly that was suppressed by Fang Ye, the demon clouds rolled all over his body, and forcibly withdrew the five Truth Divine Chains that were attacking Fang Ye, circling and flying around his body like angry dragons.

Fang Ye withdrew the five Great Dao True Spirits, and the Reverse Scale Heavenly Sword was suspended above his head. An ancient golden crow appeared in his left hand, and a white jade rabbit appeared in his right hand, and the yin and yang intersected, turning into a yin and yang dao seal, and it passed towards the mixed yang seal.

Mixed with Yang to split two Truth Divine Chains, like a huge pair of scissors, with a vast time rule, Fang Ye's Yin Yang Dao Seal was twisted and shattered. The two chains of truth were also pressed back.

Fang Ye's clone held the Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding, rushing out of a rich Xuanhuang brilliance. Everywhere Guanghua went, the entire void was imprisoned, and the speed of the five tumbling Truth Divine Chains slowed down.

"Eighteen Layers of Hell!" mixed Xiangyang roared angrily, and a pure soul power appeared in the center of his eyebrows, spreading to the depths of the starry sky.

Then, in front of him, an eighteen-story pitch-black magic tower appeared. Each layer of the pagoda is a vast small world, and each small world is filled with ghosts and howls, filled with all kinds of eerie and terrifying energy rules.

From this eighteen-story magic tower, Fang Ye clearly felt the coercion unique to an artifact, and there was a feeling that made him very familiar.

There was an unfathomable magic in this eighteen-story magic tower. The Xuanhuang power of Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding was squeezed out, and Fang Ye, who was pressing, had to retreat.

Feeling this familiar energy fluctuation, Fang Ye's mind flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he blurted out: "This is the power of the Netherworld True Demon!"

From this eighteen-story magic tower, Fang Ye felt the power of the Netherworld True Demon, thinking that he didn't use the eighteenth-layer hell when the Netherworld True Demon broke the seal, but he didn't expect to be summoned by this Chao Xiangyang at this time.

The summoned eighteen-layer hell is just a projection of that artifact, but there is a trace of demonic nature of the Netherworld True Demon in it, and the Vientiane Xuanhuang Ding at this time is not in a complete state, and is forced to retreat again and again by the eighteen-layer hell.

"You actually know the weapon of the Lord, and if you die under the demon soldier of the Lord, it can be regarded as your creation. Mixed with Yang Senran, he smiled strangely, and the eighteen layers of hell in his hand came towards Fang Ye Town.

Fang Ye's eyes flashed with crazy battle intent, and he said coldly and arrogantly: "This weapon is just a projection of the weapon of the Netherworld True Demon, it only has a trace of the demonic nature of the Netherworld True Demon, if you want to kill me, you can't do it!"

"Khooth!"

Before Fang Ye's words fell, the tip of the Yaojin Divine Sword came out, with a flash of brilliant golden light, and slashed at the eighteen layers of hell, shaking the eighteen small worlds violently, but it failed to split the eighteen layers of hell.

Mixed Xiangyang sneered sharply: "Surnamed Fang, you don't have to struggle, it's useless! This eighteen-story Hell Demon Tower is the projection of the Lord's divine weapon, which I summoned with part of the soul sacrifice, and there is a trace of the Lord's true demon nature in it, and you can't break through this eighteen-layer hell with you!"

Fang Ye withdrew the tip of the Divine Sword, which had become much darker, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes, even the tip of the Yaojin Divine Sword could not break through the defenses of the eighteenth layer of hell, and that eighteen layers of hell were indeed too strange.

The Netherworld True Demon was chased and killed by Jun Tianxia in the starry sky for a month, and now he doesn't know how much cultivation he has recovered, and it is also a big stone that weighs on Fang Zhi's heart.

Thinking of the Netherworld True Demon, Fang Ye suddenly thought of the scene when he was taken away by the Void Demon Saint, at that time, the Void Demon Saint almost wiped out Fang Ye's consciousness, and it had also made him demonize at the beginning.

At that time, the exercise route in Fang Ye's body had all changed, and it had become a mysterious and mysterious exercise route of the Demon Clan.

Fang Ye's heart moved slightly, and he withdrew the tip of the Yaojin Divine Sword back into the dantian, recalling the original Demon Clan's exercise route, the Nine Dragons Breaking Technique in his body had already become that kind of strange Demon Clan's Technique.

With Fang Ye's luck, Fang Ye felt a vast amount of demonic qi tumbling from his body, spraying from the pores of his whole body, surging around Fang Ye.

Fang Ye's original exercise was the Nine Dragons Breaking Technique, which was an attributeless exercise, and at this time, it didn't take any effort to transform the mana in his body into magic power.

"Sonorous ......"

Pieces of blue-black scales began to appear on Fang Ye's body, and a blue-black spiral horn grew on his forehead again, revealing a chilling demonic light that went straight into the bone marrow.

The demonic qi on Fang Ye's body became more and more intense, but his eyes became clearer and clearer, and he faintly felt that his body had become stronger and stronger under the nourishment of demonic qi.

"How do you know my demon clan's exercises?" Chao Xiangyang exclaimed in surprise, completely unable to believe that Fang Ye actually knew their demon clan's exercises.

Fang Ye's body was covered with fine blue-black scales, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently: "All laws are of the same origin, and the Demon Clan's Martial Arts are just a means of using energy. ”

Fang Ye said, and the Burial Heaven Demon Seal began to evolve in his hand, what evolved was his improved Burial Heaven Demon Seal, the four energies of Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Qilin, and Kunpeng were surging in the Burial Heaven Demon Seal, and a deep demonic nature was faintly revealed in the handprint, and it passed towards the eighteenth layer of hell seal.

"Buzz!"

The Burial Heaven Demon Seal hit the eighteen layers of hell, and the eighteen layers of hell let out a dull humming sound, and then a deep magic light flashed on it, and it went straight towards the mixed sun.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, his hands quickly pinched the magic seal, and the pure soul power in his eyebrows floated into the depths of the starry sky, and the power of the eighteenth layer of hell became stronger and stronger, but unfortunately he was not controlled by him at all.

Seeing that the eighteenth layer of hell was suppressing him, he let out a roar of anger in Chao Xiangyang, and two chains of truth gods rushed out of his body, quickly binding towards the eighteenth layer of hell. (To be continued......)

PS: There will be another chapter later