The latest chapter of "The Head of Ten Thousand Immortals"...

The aura of angry fire swept through the endless space, sweeping across the entire land of Blue Sky City.

The rise of that wisp of Heavenly Fire Divine Seedling, the mystical secret method of condensing the aura of infinite fire, no matter what, will wipe a rich color on the history of Biyou Sect.

This is the power of the innate power, this is the power of the real strong.

Ming Qi is already in the sky, and Yan Chasing Soul is also there.

Ming Qi's fire had already descended, and the flames in the sky were like meteors flying, and the space within a radius of hundreds of meters was shrouded in boundless heat.

Yan Chasing Soul's spear has also been swung.

The tip of the spear condensed an unprecedentedly rich spear, and the Dao Innate Yuan Power poured towards the tip of the spear without reservation.

Yan's fighting intent to chase the soul climbed to its peak, and the spear suddenly shook.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

The huge spear that was originally condensed on the tip of the spear faintly let out a heaven-shattering dragon roar, and under the rain of fire and fire, the spear of Yan chasing the soul turned into a golden old dragon.

The sky was on fire and rain, and the earth was red.

Yan Chasing Soul shot out the Divine Power Flying Dragon in the sky, his figure flashed, holding the Sky Lock Cloud Spear to urge the six-sided battle platform, and almost rushed towards the golden old dragon that flew out.

With all his strength, he can't leave any hands, Yan Chasing Soul is very clear.

Ming Qi faced him alone, but it was everyone who was hurt!

There was only one person he faced, and he could only be injured by one person, so he attacked with all his strength and left no spare strength.

Yan chased the soul and moved, Ming Qi also moved, and there was an extra Xueliang sword blade in his hand.

This sword Ming Qi had been using it for a long time, but he didn't know who his previous owner was.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that now this sword is in his hand, and he can use this sword to defeat Yan Chasing Soul.

That's enough!

Ming Qi's sword, Yan Chasing Soul's gun, collided in the air without reservation at this moment!

The golden old dragon that Yan chased the soul shot out turned into a little gold star in the light of the sky, but Ming Qi's involuntarily flew backwards.

Until this time, Ming Qi also had to admit that pseudo-congenital was pseudo-congenital, or could not compete with the real congenital.

His sword was already full of strength, but he still didn't defeat Yan Chasing Soul.

The Heavenly Official Sword Qi is not perfect, if you have a perfect Heavenly Official Sword Qi, how powerful will it be?

At this moment, Ming Qi thought of the senior brothers and sisters of Tianqi Academy again.

Faces flashed in his mind, and smiles gradually solidified.

Tenki-in, I can't go back again.

Ming Qi was stunned for a while, and the next moment, he had already raised his long sword again.

For everything, he has no regrets.

One shot repelled Ming Qi, Yan Chasing Soul Confidence increased greatly, and he didn't look at everyone who was suffering from the burning of Ming Qi's Red Refining Heavenly Fire below, and flew forward directly.

He wants to bring down Ming Qi, he doesn't need a reason!

Sou!

Yan Chasing Soul flew rapidly, and a red shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, followed by a splash of blood.

Whose blood is this?

Such a thought instantly flashed through Yan Chasing Soul's mind.

It's not his blood, it's not Ming Qi's, and there doesn't seem to be anyone else in the air.

Just as his thoughts paused, he saw countless blood lights flying towards him.

A man with a bloody glow, red eyes, red hair, and red clothes.

Demon!

Yan Chasing Soul was shocked in his heart, and the spear in his hand suddenly activated, and the golden element body protection qi urged with all his strength while wanting to command the six-sided battle platform to quickly retreat.

He had to retreat, this demon who could fight with Prince Xu for several rounds could no longer be described with just two words: horror!

Yan Chasing Soul retreated quickly, but it was still too late.

The bloody light in the sky was mixed with endless bloody breath, which instantly overwhelmed him.

Yan Chasing Soul's direct air was instantly stunned, and the hexagonal battle platform under his feet was the first to lose control!

The golden glow of the hexagonal battle platform quickly lost its luster, and it had disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Without the support of the six-sided battle platform, Yan Chasing Soul's body involuntarily began to fall.

Dream Spirit's attack did not stop, her fingers drew a strange circle in the air, and then she saw a blood-red blade chasing Yan Chasing Soul and stabbing it.

Disheveled!

Yan Chasing Soul fell firmly on the ground that was already a little charred.

The blood-colored blade then arrived, stabbing at Yan Chasing Soul's heart indiscriminately!

Yan Chasing Soul could only judge from the whistling wind, he didn't have time to think about it, and his body quickly rolled to the side.

Tear and pull!

The sharp blood-colored blade mercilessly cut a bloody wound on Yan Chasing Soul's back.

The boundless pain made Yan Chasing Soul even have an illusion, and at this moment, his blood seemed to be drained in an instant!

The blood-colored blade slashed through and disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

Only the Dream Spirit knew that this was not a real blade at all, just a wisp of will, a kind of belief.

"I want this heaven and earth, rivers of blood!"

Meng Ling looked at the wind not far away, and Ming Qi, who was looking around with his sword, said lightly.

Ming Qi didn't speak, and he didn't have to say anything.

The reason why Dream Spirit said her thoughts was just because she wanted Ming Qi to know that she was not because of her thirst for blood, but because of her anger at people.

In the sky above the blue sky city, a touch of the afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, and the earth turned from golden yellow to gray.

At the gate of the Azure Palace, the battle between the six elders and the thousand-year-old nine-tailed fox and the four-clawed thunder dragon was already on the ground.

The six elders, the large group of innate powerhouses, their siege finally achieved results, the thousand-year-old nine-tailed fox Erlang and the four-clawed thunder dragon little watermelon finally couldn't support it, and fled into the depths of the Azure Palace with typhoid fever all over their bodies!

"Kill!"

One of the six elders shouted loudly, and then turned into a streamer of light and took the lead in rising into the sky.

Then the remaining five elders flew into the air almost at the same time, rushing into the sky.

Above the sky, the dream spirit's blood hair flew up, and his scarlet eyes stared coldly and ruthlessly at the six elders who were about to move below, staring at the six elders who flew like sharp arrows.

The six elders, the six innate beings, and the innate fivefold heaven and man realm! At least the heaven and man realm!

Ming Qi had already rushed over, recklessly releasing the edge of fire under the dancing wings bathed in flames.

"Demon, die!"

The moment the six elders soared into the sky, they had already begun to exert their magical powers.

The light and shadow in the sky, the raging Yuan Force, and the terrifying power, at this moment, are fully interpreted in the sky above the Blue Sky City.

And they have only one purpose, to punish demons.

Dream Ling's eyes were as dark as the abyssal sea, bottomless, her hand gently brushed, and the pitch-black and dark Dream Spirit Guqin appeared in front of her.

Unlike in the past, the guqin, which has always been pitch black, is covered with a dazzling scarlet this time.

At this moment, the dream spirit no longer concealed its strength, and the demonic breath rose instantly.

When the land is empty, there is the breath of demons everywhere, and everywhere is full of terror.

Airplanes!

Dream Spirit moved his fingers, and a wisp of magic spread out.

The formless and massless magic sound was like a deadly blade, instantly cutting through the sky.

The bodies of the six elders were like balloons that were full in an instant, and the Dao robes on their bodies were blowing up without wind, dodging in the air with the invisible magic sound.

Rao is at least an innate five-fold powerhouse, and when he faced the magic sound of the dream spirit's finger, he revealed a deep jealousy.

"Hide!"

Sensing the horror of this mysterious demonic sound, an elder in the air shouted at the people below while flying to dodge.

However, it was already too late.

The boundless magic sound, the formless and qualitative magic sound, like an invisible and untouchable killing wind, instantly swept across the inner gate and land.

Fluffy!

Puffy puffy!

The sound of countless flesh and blood shattering instantly drowned out all sounds.

Even those screams of terror and screams of helplessness could no longer arouse people's emotions, and the only thing that could make people's hearts palpitate was the sound of flesh and blood bursting.

Vast expanses of blood dyed the inner door red at an incredible speed.

Rich blood qi rose from the ground, and the canopy quickly turned blood red.

The rising breath of death overshadowed the gray of the evening, as if the heavens were weeping.

Just a snap of a finger?

In the snap of a finger, the heavens and the earth bleed!

The Dream Spirit's hand is still moving, and it's getting faster and faster!

She was playing a song, a piece of piano music, and taking away countless lives.

The dark and low notes were extremely swift, and one by one, the guqin that broke away from the spell of the dream spirit flew in all directions, flying towards the Biyou Immortal Palace in the distance.

The outer disciples who had left their lives, and even those innate disciples of the inner sect, all ran in all directions like frightened sparrows.

Wisps of murderous magic sounds kept flying out, constantly harvesting life.

Biyou Sect, Blue Sky City, this moment is like a sea of death and blood.

The earth had been completely stained red, and the blood that flowed had not even had time to solidify, it looked so dazzling.

Ming Qi had seen countless bloody scenes, but no matter which time, compared to the bloody in front of him, it was simply a gentle and beautiful death.

Seeing the dream spirit of Gujing without waves, Ming Qi's heart was suddenly touched, and he suddenly found that all this in front of him seemed to be the real soul of the dream spirit, and the blood flowed like a river between his hands, which was the most real side of the dream spirit.

Biyu Xiangong on.

Whether it was Prince Xu or Chu Huaiyuan, their faces became extremely solemn.

"There was a river of blood between the raised hands, this is resentment. ”

Facing the life of the Biyou Sect, Chu Huaiyuan, who is the elder of the Taishang, as the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Biyou Sect and the Dingding Strongman, he has no intention of making a move at this time.

"It reminds me of a person. ”

Chu Huaiyuan said to himself, he knew that the prince Xu beside him must be listening.

"But it was a legend from a long, long time ago, and I didn't even believe in it before, but now I do. ”

Chu Huaiyuan's eyes did not leave the bright red and dazzling blue sky.

"At the end of antiquity, there was a genius in the Divine Soldier Gate that was once flourishing and shocked the world and even the heavens......"

Hearing this, Prince Xu's face changed, and he only knew a little bit about the records of the Divine Soldier Gate.

The end of antiquity is an era, the end of the road, the right path is eliminated, the demons are in chaos, and the heavenly world is in chaos.

Three words are enough to explain the myriad things that happened at the end of antiquity.

The Divine Soldier Gate has been inherited for 10,000 years, but at the end of the ancient times, it became a demonic path and finally disappeared in the sea.

"That person's name is Nangong Wushuang, and he has a piano in his hand......"

When Chu Huaiyuan said this, he sighed slightly.

"The name of that piano is Dream Spirit. ”

A very poetic name, Prince Xu didn't understand what the legendary name, this legendary qin, had to do with this killing.

"Dream Spirit has another name, Human Blood Demon Qin! Long before Nangong Wushuang was born, it was an ancient demon soldier who had achieved the supreme demon path!"

Ancient Demon Soldiers!