Time flows, but in the end it is the law of Taiyin, Shi Ji seems to have returned to the years of discussing the Tao with Chang'e, in front of her is the Taiyin Avenue, but she just realized the way of time, today, she pushes Taiyin with time, naturally.

Chang'e's smile is probably the same as this.

The law of Taiyin, there is another shackle on the gods and demons, and it is an extremely heavy one.

The gods and demons roared, especially those gods and demons under the innate gods and demons, such shackles were fatal to them, they were powerless to break free, and they became fish on the chopping board one by one, while the immortals of the Flood Desolation who were similar to them became more and more like fish in water.

In the war between the middle and lower classes, the flood gradually gained the upper hand, but it was not the middle and lower classes that determined the trend of the entire battlefield, but the top.

The hibiscus tree swayed more and more, and the autumn leaves above the head began to fall.

Styx died once, no, counting the domain map given by the Dao Ancestor, he should have died twice.

But he would take one or two world masters with him every time, and his bloody nature as the ancestor of the Killing Dao was manifested at this moment.

If I die, the man who killed me will never live, so he has not died in vain.

And if you die once, the murderous intent is heavier, and the killing intent is stronger.

The Queen Mother of the West fought bloodily, and she didn't know how many injuries she suffered, but she never sacrificed the plain Cloud Realm Flag, but you were ruthless, and I fought with the enemy more ruthlessly than you.

Her old man's face has long lost her grace and luxury, and only the awe-inspiring fearlessness of death remains.

Yunxiao held the Zhuxian Sword with a great power but burst out with overwhelming power, not so much that she was in the sword, but that the sword was in her, or that the human sword was one.

So is Yuding.

Yunxiao is the second second-generation disciple to break through the power of the Interception Sect, and Yuding is the second second-generation disciple to break through the power of the Sect.

The difference is that Yuding is a pure sword cultivator, while Yunxiao has a wide range of knowledge and has learned a lot of things.

Interestingly, as a sword cultivator, Yuding worshiped under the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and Yunxiao, who majored in the Three Talents Dao, became a disciple of Tongtian, and also obtained the Three Talents Supreme Treasure Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket from the Tongtian Sect Master, and the twelve golden immortals of the Interpretation Sect were overwhelmed in the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

But today, they all use swords, one to punish immortals, and the other to be immortals.

And these two swords are related to Shi Ji, Shi Ji asked Yuan Shi Tianzun for these two swords, Yuan Shi Tianzun only returned one, that is, the Zhu Immortal in Yunxiao's hand, and in the end, the peerless immortal with the deepest relationship with Shi Ji fell into the hands of Yuding.

When you look closely, it's really mysterious.

The white clothes were stained with blood, shocking, and the clouds fell once, but her eyes did not change, she was resolute and fearless, not a sword cultivator but better than a sword cultivator, because her heart had never wavered, and so was Yuding, blood stained linen, and bruises all over his body, but he was bent on the sword, unconsciously, his hand was steady, the sword was steady, and the sword heart was not moving.

He and Yunxiao have the same essence, perseverance.

Kunpeng snorted, the sky of the Northern Hell Battlefield became a rag, the wings of his Jupeng real body had been beaten to a thousand holes, he tore a world lord with his hand, and a series of warriors and supernatural powers hit Jupeng, Jupeng fell like a behemoth, and the sky of the Northern Hell fell.

Dozens of world lords got out of trouble and kept killing Zhongtian for a moment.

Kunpeng's robe was in tatters, and he stood in the wind looking at the distant world lords and innate gods and demons, never chasing after them, nor did he make another move.

It's not that you can't catch up, it's not that you can't make a move, it's that you ......

He had his own choice, he wanted to refine the ten world masters in Kunyu's belly with all his might, and this was his choice.

The so-called overall situation is far less big than his own in his eyes.

Not to mention his life, so, he let go of what didn't belong to him.

He is selfish, and he never thinks that there is anything wrong with being selfish, so his eyes are calm and his heart is very open.

He's done his best.

Unlike Kunpeng who chose to give up was the old man of the demon clan, who cut through a domain and desperately blocked it.

The old man had come to the end of his life, and every punch he threw consumed his few life forces.

The old man's blood was burning, and the few hairs on the old man's head were burning to ashes.

Every roar of the old man was earth-shattering, but the eyes of the old men of the demon clan were full of tears.

They knew that their ancestors were going.

The sound of the piano reached the old man's ears and reached the old man's heart, and between the hearts and minds, a demonic law communicated, and the old man repelled more than a dozen world lords with one punch.

The old man was stunned, and the lord of the world who was fighting against him was also stunned.

Then the old man laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that the old man could take this step in his lifetime, hahahaha, the old man died without regrets!"

The old man punched, pulling out the mountains and rivers angrily, the old man spread the battlefield of gods and demons, and the third half-step hybrid yuan of the flood desolation appeared, not Kunpeng, nor Styx, it was the old man who ran out of oil and was about to die.

"Thank you, luthier!"

The whole demon path blessed the old man's body and helped him take that step, and it was also the old man's heart that fell into silence, forgetting life and death, and merging the demon path.

Kunpeng's expression was complicated, but it was only for a moment, he never wavered in what he decided, and his mental firmness was rare in the world.

In three days, the old man killed all the gods and demons in the sky above the Demon Ancestor Battlefield, the old man turned around and smiled at the dolls under his feet, and threw the last punch at the Zhongtian Battlefield.

"Congratulations to the Demon Dao Patriarch!"

Shi Ji spoke for the first time.

"Congratulations to the Demon Dao Patriarch!"

The ancestor of the flood wilderness, the power of the flood wilderness, the immortal of the flood wilderness, made the biggest voice of the flood wilderness, sad and magnificent, with infinite reverence.

The four mixed sages of the Quartet bowed their heads and bowed: "Congratulations to Daoyou." ”

The old man smiled and said, his last half-step mixed yuan dao fruit turned into the law of the demon path, the law of the demon path of the god and demon battlefield.

"Ancestor!"

The Demon Dao disciple roared and wept.