Feeling this majestic aura that filled the heavens and the earth, Zhan Luo, who was advancing at a rapid pace, suddenly stopped, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body.

When he saw the figure in front of him clearly through the gradually thinning lightning, his eyes instantly widened like cowbells, and his mouth could almost stuff a watermelon, and he exclaimed in disbelief: How is this possible!?

However, no matter how shocking he was, this scene really happened in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

Soaring into the sky, the starlight is no longer what it used to be, if it was a little fluorescence before, now it is a dazzling fireball, like the sun.

And it's the sun that is burning and accumulating the power of destruction.

"If you don't cross the river, hit it!"

As a demon general, whether it is qualifications, vision or reaction speed, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

The shock was only a short moment, Zhan Luo suddenly rushed over at a faster speed, the black light on his two hands was swirling, and the mist was billowing, and he wanted to take advantage of the Dao Yuan to make a move before the gathering momentum was over.

Accelerating with all his might, his body was extremely fast, almost comparable to the speed of those lightnings, and his arms were slightly bent, holding on without spitting, and he could deliver a devastating blow when the distance was enough.

At a distance of dozens of zhang, Zhan Luo was very sure, not to mention how to gather the lightning into the sword, but before his two fists hit him, he would definitely not be able to complete the convergence of energy.

The space was cloudy, and a vague figure appeared, and two palms that looked like real and illusory hands had come to the top of their heads.

Zhan Luo was startled at first, and then he realized that he didn't have time to think about it, and swung his fist to meet the enemy.

"You're a half-human guy again!"

The fists and palms intersected, Zhan Luo paused, scolded angrily, and rushed again.

The sword spirit retreated again and again, and his figure became more illusory, almost to the point of transparency.

He was originally asleep, but he was awakened by the massive power of thunder and lightning that poured into the sword, and he was immediately startled, and when he came out to look, he quickly understood the current situation.

When you want to stop it, it's too late, if you stop halfway, the powerful power of the counterattack will tear the Dao Yuan to shreds in an instant.

But if he is allowed to continue, such a huge and violent force is not at all beyond his control now, and when the time comes, it will still be a life of death.

It's no wonder that he came out too late, and now he has become a tiger, and he can only take one step at a time, and deal with Zhan Luo first.

"Hehe, the previous injury is not okay?" Zhan Luo stretched his five fingers, bent into claws, and sneered: "You were not my opponent before, but now you are looking for death!"

The sword spirit slapped out his palm and said disdainfully: "It's up to you?"

"Just tie your hands and grab it, it's useless to hold it hard. ”

Zhan Luo's fists were as vertical and horizontal as lightning, and each punch was extremely strong, so that the sword spirit only had the ability to parry, and kept retreating.

As everyone knows, the battle they are preoccupied with has already undergone tremendous changes outside.

The whole sky, even those clouds, slowly pressed down, and the earth was littered with rocks, the earth shook, and huge cracks appeared one after another.

Farther away, smoke billowed from the peaks, and boulders could be seen falling.

Everyone watched in horror at what was happening around them, and some even started crying.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, coming from the sky above, filling all corners of the world.

Before the sound died down, countless thick clouds began to fall to the ground.

And on the ground, in addition to those cracks that continue to appear, one large crater after another began to appear.

Zhan Luo finally showed a hint of urgency, and threw hundreds of punches at the sword spirit in a row, until he retreated in front of Dao Yuan.

"Die!"

He roared and was about to strike again, but suddenly the trace of the sword spirit disappeared, and in its place, a dazzling sword light was slashing at him with a thunderous momentum.

"How can it be so fast?!" Zhan Luo felt a chill in his heart.

How did he know that it was precisely because of his all-out attack that the thunder and lightning became more dense, and the rules of the world that began to collapse had been broken, and the chaotic aura had also shortened the process of gathering.

The most important point is that at the last moment, Dao Yuan actually couldn't hold on, and after the sword spirit sensed it, it directly attached it to the sword of life and death, canceling out most of the power of the shock, helping him relieve a lot of pressure.

The Sword of Life and Death, which has absorbed enough power, already has the power to be successful, that is to say, as long as it is locked by the divine consciousness of the person holding the sword, there is absolutely no second way except for hard connection.

"Heavenly Demon Blood Shield!"

Zhan Luo sensed this situation at the first time, and under the shock, a strange layer of red appeared in front of him, completely enveloping him.

This red color is different from Chen Feiyu's Dragon Tribulation Sword Light, but something similar to blood plasma, extremely viscous, but it exudes an extremely bloody and evil aura, and even the sound of liquid tumbling can be faintly heard.

It is his strongest means of defense.

As soon as the blood shield was formed, a sword light more than a hundred meters long fell on it.

The boiling sound immediately sounded, and a large amount of white mist echoed between heaven and earth with a terrible roar.

On the side of Dao Yuan's mouth, blood continued to flow out, but he held the hilt of the sword tightly, his expression was very cold, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Zhan Luo's legs were half-bent, his upper body was slightly up, his hands were stretched forward, and he pressed on the blood shield, and the true yuan in his body surged out, resisting with all his might.

The voices of heaven and earth were all still at this moment, and the falling needles could be heard.

The next moment, with a miserable shout, blood splattered, and Zhan Luo flew out like a residual leaf in the wind.

Under the Sword of Life and Death, whose power was less than one-third of its power, his Heavenly Demon Blood Shield only lasted for one breath before it was already shattered.

The sword continued to move forward, instantly cutting off one of his left arms, and then carved a huge ravine several meters wide on the ground, which stretched out a hundred zhang away before gradually disappearing.

Boom!

Zhan Luo fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood.

Boom!

Dao Yuan's heart was relieved, and then he also fell to the sky.

The sword spirit is exhausted and returns to the sword again.

"Boss ......"

Lei Luo broke free from the girl's support, and ran over with a crying voice.

Hu Lie dragged the Heavenly Sword and limped behind.

Xiao Xuerou pressed the injury strongly, reached out to catch the slowly falling Liuyun Phantom, and staggered forward.

Chen Feiyu retracted his surprise, stood up with some difficulty, and looked at this side with a complicated expression.

For some reason, the lightning above had ceased to appear after the Dao Yuan sword was released, but the movement of heaven and earth had not stopped, and the surroundings had long been in shambles, full of devastation.

To everyone's surprise, the dull sound of stones rubbing against each other sounded from the temple, and the two huge stone doors slowly opened by themselves, revealing a dark patch inside.

Suddenly, a black shadow flickered, and before everyone could react, they rushed headlong into the temple.

Everyone can see clearly that this black shadow is actually Zhan Luo.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by the earth-shattering sword of Dao Yuan, not only did he not die, but he still had the strength to act, I have to say that the strong physique and recovery power of the demon clan are indeed shocking.

Chen Feiyu was the closest, let out a loud shout, and then followed.

Xiao Xue's soft eyes flashed slightly, and she immediately stood up, and the purple shadow swayed, and she also rushed inside.

And in the distance, when those who were wounded but not dead, who had escaped with their lives, saw that nine out of ten shouted excitedly, and staggered towards the temple with a strange light in their eyes, ignoring the impending collapse of the heavens.

Hu Lie glanced at them lightly, then lowered his head and continued to check Dao Yuan's injuries.

Lei Luo hugged him and cried loudly, tears flowing.

The girl helped the unconscious Chen Feiyao to squat next to her, with a worried face.

(End of chapter)