The secret art of the priest of the night was directly interrupted by Ming Dao's loud shout, and the whole person was violently excited, almost not holding the scepter in his hand, and when he was about to attack, he saw clearly that the person who shot was Ming Dao, so he withdrew his hand angrily and did not say anything.

The Demon Domain's perception of Momei Villa has always been more complicated, because of the relationship between Yao Chong and Moqing, the current Momei Villa can already be said to be the in-laws of the Demon Capital, for Ming Dao and Wei Sheng, the two famous gentlemen of Momei Villa, even if the night priest is unhappy in his heart, he also knows that they are on the same front. Now that the Holy Pavilion has been bullied in front of the Ancient Demon Palace, Ming Dao directly interrupted his secret technique, if he and Wei Sheng can really defeat those guys in the Holy Pavilion, it's okay, if not, he will die here and it will be difficult to see it.

The gaze of the Demon Ancestor Ancestor Spirit also fell on Ming Dao at this moment.

Ming Dao bowed to this great being, and after he was willing to die, he would protect the demon capital with his remnant soul for thousands of years, so he deserved the respect of these future generations.

Demon Ancestor Ancestor Ling nodded slightly, the huge body quickly dissipated, now it doesn't have much strength, when he suppressed Zhu Yu and Gou Yunlai before, he had exhausted everything he had accumulated over the decades, Mingdao's salute was respect, and it was also a promise, so he accepted this promise.

The Demon Ancestor Ancestral Spirit returned, Mo Qing's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly got rid of distracting thoughts, trying to suppress the restless child in his abdomen, and at this moment, Wei Sheng stretched out his hand and put it on her veins, and a fresh spiritual power poured into her body like a gurgling stream, and the originally restless child gradually calmed down.

"Leave it to your Seventh Uncle, he can handle all this. ”

Wei Sheng smiled, Ming Fengqin hovered in front of her, and as her jade fingers plucked the strings, the fresh and natural sound of the piano diffused, and the whole demon could clearly hear the sound of the piano.

The people of the Demon Ancestor, who were originally panicked because of the rapid aging and dissipation of the Demon Ancestor Spirit, heard the sound of the piano, and soon felt the peace of mind, and their tense hearts gradually calmed down, although they still had some doubts and uneasiness, but they were not so panicked.

The sound of the pure heart, which can calm the mind, has a good effect on the people outside the Ancient Demon Palace, but in the Ancient Demon Palace, it does not have such a good effect.

There were many ink swords beside Ming Dao, as if they were elite soldiers ready to go, and where the sword blade was pointing, there were five immortal-level powerhouses from the Holy Pavilion.

Zhu Yu was oppressed by the Demon Ancestor Ancestor Spirit before, and then he was slashed head-on by his sword, and his injuries were already quite serious, but the Yin Qi around his body was still extremely strong, and he could still feel the cold in that breath from a distance of dozens of meters, and beside him, there were also the four ancestors of the Immortal Body Family. Ming Dao and Wei Sheng had been fighting fiercely with them for a long time before, and they knew how afraid these four old men were of death, as long as it was an attack that could be injured, they would rather devote all their energy to defense than risk exchanging injuries for injuries to confront them head-on, especially when the ink sword in Ming Dao's hand clearly had the bloody smell of the Blood Demon Sword. Because of this reason, after Ming Dao cut out the first sword of the real Blood Demon Sword, he repeatedly used a radical way to fight them, and the ink sword moves were mixed with one or two traces of bloody qi from time to time, even if the defense of the four ancestors was as hard as the four old turtles, even if Ming Dao really slashed with the Blood Demon Sword, I am afraid that he would not be able to hurt them, but they did not dare to risk being injured by the Blood Demon Sword to attack Ming Dao, let alone Wei Sheng, who had been protected by him.

Because of this, Ming Dao and Wei Sheng were able to come down directly to rescue Mo Qing when the four ancestors were frightened away by the Demon Ancestor Ancestral Spirit, as Ming Dao said before, the battle in the ancient demon hall could no longer hide from the people of the demon capital outside, and this battle was destined to be put on the bright side.

When the secret attack of the Holy Pavilion turned into a battle on the surface, the Holy Pavilion had already lost half of it.

Zhu Yu straightened up at this time and saluted to one of the four ancestors, this one was the ancestor of their Zhu family, according to the elders of the family, he had been practicing for at least six hundred years, and he was the oldest among the immortal families with ancestors. And after he reached the immortal rank, the Zhu family was also the only transcendent existence in the immortal body family with two immortal level powerhouses.

However, among the other three ancestors beside the ancestor of the Zhu family, Zhu Yu didn't pay much attention to it, even his own ancestor, he had an urge to scold.

Four hundreds of years old immortal-level powerhouses, they actually failed to kill Ming Dao and Wei Sheng? If it was a wholehearted fight, it would be enough, these four were calm and relaxed, obviously did not consume much, and they did not use all their strength when it was clear, if they made trouble with Xianzun, what would Xianzun think?

At the time of the Sword Demon Rebellion, he was still in a state of retreat, and after feeling the bloody qi, he suppressed his impulse and did not fight, so he did not really feel the pressure of the Blood Demon Sword, if the Sword Demon had killed him in the secret realm where he was hiding, maybe he would be able to understand the behavior of the four ancestors now.

At that time, Zhu Yu was not discovered by the Sword Demon, and then died directly under the Blood Demon Sword, and because the separation between the Absolute Yin Qi and the Secret Realm Enchantment had never really felt the ferocity of the Blood Demon Sword, he did not have a personal experience of the Sword Demon Rebellion, at this point, Zhu Yu was undoubtedly lucky, but in any case, these four ancestors were outright cowards, even if they lived for a long time far beyond the vast majority of existences in this world.

Seeing the four ancestors hesitating, Zhu Yu's face was already a little ugly, and he said: "Ancestor, the other party is the only one who has a cultivation that is comparable to ours, and the five of us are together, how can he be our opponent?"

Hearing this, the ancestor of the Zhu family waved his hand and said, "You don't know the power of the Blood Demon Sword, as long as you get a little ...... Alas......"

Zhu Yu's face was still calm, and he nodded at the ancestor of the Zhu family to express his understanding, but he was already extremely angry in his heart, just a Ming Dao, even if the Blood Demon Sword was really as powerful as the legend, under the encirclement, where would Ming Dao have a chance to kill any of them?

Not long after Ming Dao had just entered the immortal rank, his cultivation had been stabilized, with his current state, if he was the only one to make a move, he would not be his opponent, so he had to give up his hand and say: "Four seniors, just concentrate on protecting yourself, I will seize the opportunity to kill Ming Dao with one blow." ”

He stretched out his hand and swore an oath: "I have already practiced the Zhu family's 'Netherworld Seven Evil Claws' to the peak, as long as there is an opportunity, Ming Dao will definitely die." ”

The ancestor of the Zhu family pondered for a moment, exchanged a few glances with the other three ancestors, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay!"

As soon as his words fell, the four Ancestors once again used all their skills to attack the Ming Dao.

Wei Sheng's piano tone turned sharply and rapidly, Ming Dao laughed, and the Canglang Sword Formation directly unfolded, carrying the momentum of the Canglang Rush, facing these so-called ancestors who had half of their feet in the soil.

The posture he put on was that there was no offense and no defense, and the same was true of the Canglang Sword Formation under his control. Worry-free Chinese network

Wei Sheng's spiritual power is on the verge of exhaustion, he can only fight one against five, it stands to reason that he can't have any chance of winning, putting on such a desperate look, it is very likely that he will be directly caught and killed, but Ming Dao knows very well that only in this way can he be invincible, and it is even possible to add a few injuries to these guys.

The four ancestors of the immortal body family, but they were so scared to death that they could even let the ink sword in his hand scratch a little bit of skin for them.

Sure enough, after the Canglang Sword Formation rushed into the battle group, the four ancestors used all their means to defend themselves, and they had no intention of fighting with Ming Dao at all.

Although Zhu Yu was in the battle group, Mingdao's sword was aimed at him seventy percent, he was seriously injured, and he wanted to shoot several times, but was forced to retreat by the wave-like ink sword, and the four ancestors who said they wanted to protect him before were only concerned about protecting their own safety, as if they would die on the spot if they were rubbed a little bit by Mingdao's ink sword, which made him want to even scold the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

Ming Dao's ink sword is no better than Mo Qing's spiritual ink, it contains an incomparably sharp sword intent, even if it was consumed in the previous battle, it is still sharp. Even if the Nether Seven Claws caught the ink sword, they would have no other effect at all except to leave a scar on their own hand.

The attack was frustrated, Zhu Yu was angry and anxious, but there was nothing he could do, after a long time of unsuccessful struggle, he had to be ruthless and make a difficult decision.

If he does this, the situation of the Zhu family's two immortals will no longer exist, and he will also retire from the front line of the Holy Pavilion, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover to his current cultivation again after exhausting his life.

But if he doesn't do it, with the current performance of the ancestor of the Zhu family, under the anger of the Immortal Venerable, the Zhu family is afraid that it will be wiped out.

Recalling the words that Immortal Venerable had told him when he handed him the piece of jade before leaving, an idea suddenly appeared in Zhu Yu's heart.

Perhaps Immortal Venerable had already anticipated the results of these ancestors' incompetence, and gave him Yu Jue, which was to let him sacrifice his cultivation realm that he had gained through decades of cultivation in exchange for the victory of the Holy Pavilion.

Yes, the Immortal Body Family also needs checks and balances, how could Immortal Venerable allow the Zhu family to be a single Twin Immortals?

This decision was extremely cruel to him, but in order to keep the Zhu family and let the Zhu family continue to prosper, he had no choice but to sacrifice himself. Acceptance is the only option.

A trace of determination flashed in Zhu Yu's heart, and that piece of jade was quietly crushed by him, and for a while, everything around him seemed to be still.

The ink swords that attacked Zhu Yu hovered in the air one after another, unable to move forward half an inch, and could not be withdrawn.

Ming Dao was horrified in his heart, gave up that part of the ink sword, and greeted the four ancestors with four killing moves, forcing them to retreat, and shouted at the same time: "Retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ink sword had already woven a large shield in front of him, but the earth-shattering explosion also resounded throughout the demon capital.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth absorbed by Zhu Yu in his body poured out towards the front at this moment, at that time, a terrifying power that could break through almost everything, in front of it, the ink sword of the Ming Dao was easily pierced, and Wei Sheng's piano sound had to be blocked, and even the four ancestors had to cultivate themselves to protect themselves, looking at the scene in front of them in horror.

A huge crater was blasted open in the inner courtyard of the Ancient Demon Palace, and in just a few seconds, Moqing's mansion had been razed to the ground.

Ming Dao held a sword in front of everyone, already ragged, covered in blood, and the ink sword was only a remnant sword.

Behind him, Wei Sheng was no longer able to maintain Ming Fengqin's levitation, the whole person sat on the ground, his chest was full of blood, and the priest of the night was even more miserable, he was already old and squeezed the already weak spiritual power in his body, and as a result, he fell in a pool of blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The three of them did everything they could to protect Wei Sheng's safety, and Mu Chenxin, who was pretended to be killed by Mo Qing on the side, was also reluctantly protected by Wei Sheng, which was regarded as saving a life.

Mo Qing's face was pale at this time, and his heart was sad and anxious, but he couldn't stand up.

Even though she was protected by everyone who was almost desperate, she now had no strength to resist.

Ming Dao spurted out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said, "Self-detonation immortal level cultivation, you are really willing to do it." ”

Zhu Yu knelt on one knee at this time, his whole body was swallowed by severe pain, at this time he had changed from a personable young man to an old man with gray temples, this is his real age.

The aura around him had already withered, and his cultivation realm had plummeted for thousands of miles, and it was difficult to maintain even the seventh order.

Feeling the weakness in his body, Zhu Yu smiled miserably and said, "Immortal Venerable is invincible in the world, today's matter, he is bound to win, how can I have any other choice?"