Demon Yan's figure came to Yun Ling in a blink of an eye, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly rose up.

Yun Ling hurriedly blocked the Black Bone Dragon Spear in front of him!

Bang!

With an explosion, Yun Ling's whole person was directly shocked and flew upwards, smashing on the black enchantment.

The power of Demon Flame is already so strong that it completely suppresses Yun Ling.

"Come again!"

Seeing this, Kun Tu and the others all roared, and the Infinite Blood Killing Array opened again, covering the Demon Flame in it, and the seventeen people once again besieged the Demon Flame with all their might.

However, this time, even with the addition of the Infinite Blood Killing Array, the seventeen of them joined forces, and they were not Demon Yan's opponents at all! Every time Demon Yan swung the giant sword now, the pitch-black sword qi could directly split a crack in the Blood-colored Infinite Blood Killing Array, and Kun Tu and the others, who had fused with the Great Array, were extremely harmed.

"Damn it!"

After a few moves, Kun Tu and the others hurriedly retreated the Infinite Blood Killing Array, this Infinite Blood Killing Array was useless for the current Demon Yan, they didn't dare to go head-to-head with the Demon Yan in the big array, and they couldn't let the Demon Yan destroy the big array, so of course they had to put it away quickly.

In addition, the Infinite Blood Killing Array is not the opponent of Demon Yan, and it is not the opponent of Demon Flame, this Demon Flame that integrates the entire power of the Demon Ancestor and more than twenty Demon Clans of the Extreme God Realm is really too terrifying.

At this time, even with the minds of Kuntu and the others, they couldn't help but start to despair a little, is this the power that surpasses the extreme gods? Sure enough, it is not something they can face.

After shaking Kun Tu and the others so that they couldn't get close, Demon Yan locked Yun Zero in mid-air again, and then slashed up again with his sword, it seemed that for him now, he didn't care much about anyone else except Yun Ling.

Standing high in the air, looking at the demon Yan who had already regarded himself as his first target, Yun Ling frowned, he couldn't beat this fight, he couldn't escape, what should he do?

At this moment, Yun Ling noticed the black enchantment above his head, and then looked at the demon flame rushing up, so he had a plan.

"Brother, I can only fight with you!"

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, Yun Ling clenched the black bone dragon spear, locked on the demon flame that rushed up, and the dragon kill ran out again, bursting down.

Swish!

The figure suddenly turned into a dragon and shot down, and Demon Yan also slashed up with a sword, and the dragon shadow penetrated through Demon Yan's body, leaving an afterimage in the air, and Demon Yan's sword also fell on the upper barrier.

Boom!

A sword went down, but the enchantment did not move at all, but the demon flame that was killed by the dragon seemed to become more hot, and he turned to look at Yun Ling, and in his dark eyes, the killing intent was a little stronger! Yun Ling killed two dragons in a row, obviously causing some damage to him.

After passing through the demon flame, the figure came to the bottom, Yun Ling's face was extremely pale, and some blood was already overflowing from the corners of his mouth. Using the Dragon Kill twice in a row, that kind of backlash is, of course, eroding Yun Zero's body exponentially.

Looking back at the demon Yan who was not a big deal but became more irritable, Yun Ling smiled bitterly, the two dragon kills can't be put down, how strong is the demon Yan now?

“...... Kill the sacrifice!"

Above, after one move, the demon flame roared, holding the sword in both hands, directly running the sixth form of the Nine Styles of the Imperial Sword, and a sword slashed down towards Yun Ling.

"Come again!" Yun Ling's eyes froze, he gritted his teeth, and ran the dragon kill to burst up.

Wow!

The sword qi and the dragon shadow pierced through each other, and the dragon head that Yun Ling turned into directly hit the black enchantment above, but the enchantment only trembled a few times before it calmed down. And the sword of the demon flame fell on the ground fiercely, and suddenly it was the forbidden land that shrouded this enchantment, and the whole was divided into two, and the body of the demon ancestor was also split into two pieces by the sword of the demon flame from the middle.

The apocalyptic land is now divided into two parts, on this side is Xin'er with the army of the Southern Shrine, and on the other side is the hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers who have no commander and can only stare blankly at the demon flame.

"Poof!"

High in the sky, after another dragon kill, Yun Ling just stopped his body, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, this kind of backlash is too powerful.

Behind, Xin'er saw Yun Ling like this, and her eyebrows furrowed tightly, but she didn't rush up, because she knew that it would only be a burden for her to go up at this time! Yun Kong and the others didn't help at this time, they already knew what Yun Ling wanted to do.

Penetrated by the dragon kill for the third time, Demon Yan seemed to be a little unbearable, standing below Yun Ling, he shook his dizzy head fiercely!

"Ah...... Sword Soul Sacrifice!"

With a roar, Demon Yan didn't seem to want to spend any more time with Yun Ling, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, the sword body was close to his chest, and the whole person seemed to be fused with the sword when the pitch-black sword qi roared! The tip of the sword pointed directly at Yun Ling above, and the next moment, it burst up with a monstrous sword aura.

"Sword Soul Sacrifice, Eighth Form?"

Seeing the demon flame that fused with the sword and burst upward, Yun Ling smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, it was not easy to force him to this step! This is the eighth form of the Demon Flame Imperial Sword Nine Style, and it should be his most aggressive move.

"Whew, it's up to you whether you can save it. ”

With a long exhale, Cloud Zero ran the dragon kill for the fourth time and swooped down.

Swish!

The dark red divine dragon penetrated through the body of Demon Yan, leaving a long dragon shadow in the air, and Demon Yan's body also passed through this dragon shadow, and then the black enchantment above the middle of the tip of the sword.

Bite!

This time, the tip of the sword landed on the black barrier, and there was a sharp sound. An incomparably majestic sword qi burst out, and it drilled towards that point frantically!

Boom!

Immediately after, there was a crisp sound, and then I saw where the tip of the sword fell, the black enchantment burst open, and the figure of the demon flame directly crashed through!

At the moment when the pitch-black enchantment opened, the vast demonic aura inside the enchantment diffused undisguised...

At this moment, countless people in the entire main realm felt this powerful demonic aura...

In a certain corner of the main realm, this is a vast sky, boundless, above is the sky, below is also the sky, in this boundless sky, there is an island suspended! This island is circular as a whole, and its breadth is completely comparable to a continent, but in this vast and boundless sky, it seems to be a drop in the ocean.

On the island, the mountains are forested, the ravines are staggered, the green clouds are swirling, and the beasts are soaring, just like the heavens!

Here, is the core of the entire main realm, that is, the location of the mother ring of the main realm, the Divine Core Heavenly Island.

On the top of a green mountain, the auspicious clouds slowly disperse with the breeze, revealing an ancient fairy pavilion in the deep green, moss marks are all over the ground, and Tenggen spreads, so that this fairy pavilion is deeply rooted in this, like a heart pulled by thousands of blood vessels, which can never be shaken; it is also like the man in white who stands under the pavilion is a person who is deep in his heart, and the years have passed and have not been shaken.

He was dressed in neat white clothes, with long hair and a shawl, and his slender figure stood quietly under the pavilion, with one hand behind his back, and his handsome face with sharp contours like a knife, and his expression was as plain as water! A pair of eyes that were truly as still as water, as if the sky was falling in front of him, could not hit half a wave.

However, when he looked at the tuft of blue-green spirit grass that had sprouts in the small jade basin in front of him with a faint gaze, there were slight ripples in the depths of his eyes.

Under the cyan stone wall behind the pavilion, there is a blood-colored giant sword more than two meters long, a seven or eight-year-old delicate little girl sits on the hilt of the sword and swings her little feet leisurely, her two immature little hands support her head, and a pair of blood-red transparent eyes staring at the figure under the pavilion.

"Uncle Regiment, it's just an ordinary Lingfang grass, right?Why does the sword master be in a daze for a long time every time he looks at that grass?" The little girl's big red eyes were full of doubts, she had followed the sword master to this Divine Core Heavenly Island for a while, and there was something strange about the sword master that she couldn't understand, that is, every time he came here, he would look at that grass for a long time.

Not far from the little girl, there was a middle-aged man in sackcloth, with white temples, a tall figure, and a kind face.

"There are many, many stories in his body! That spiritual grass is the deepest memory in his heart, and it is all he has. The middle-aged man showed a friendly smile on his face, and said in a soft voice, the sword master's soul had known him a long time ago, and he knew a lot about the soul.

"Wow......! Then can you tell me the story of the sword master?" Yaoyao hurriedly swept down the sword, pulling the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes with a kind face, with a curious expression.

"There are some unbearable memories of the past, and I mentioned ...... It's not good, his story just exists in his heart alone. The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, not intending to satisfy Yaoyao's curiosity.

"Hmph...... It's all sorts of nonsense. Yaoyao pouted dissatisfied, the head of the Mother Ring Guardian Group, she always couldn't understand what she said.

Under the ancient pavilion, the sword master's palm gently stroked the spirit grass in front of him, as if he would not allow every grain of dust to fall on the cyan leaves, and the deep feelings slowly revealed from the depths of his eyes...

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, his palms slammed, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Although the soul was facing away from them, and although the movements were extremely subtle, the leader of the Mother Ring Guardian Regiment behind him still felt the change in his soul, and immediately asked with a slight face.

"I have to go to the Shengyang Continent to see my apprentice!" "The soul turned around and just smiled lightly.

"I'll go too, I'll go!" Yaoyao heard this, and hurriedly trotted up with the blood-colored giant sword that was more than twice as big as herself, she just likes to follow the sword master, as long as she follows the sword master, it will be fun to go anywhere.

The soul did not refuse, and with Yaoyao, the figures of the two disappeared at the same time...