Because the phoenix was about to be born, many qi refiners and demons had already gathered thousands of miles around Fengxi Mountain. At this moment, these people all sensed the breath of Wusheng and Prince Xuantong.

The feeling of horror that bred in their hearts made their scalps tingle.

There was a group of Qi Refiners with a high level of cultivation who were gathering together to discuss.

"There's a world-shattering battle in the wasteland. ”

"One of them is Prince Xuantong, and the other is who, such a powerful killing machine, could it be Yanagi Daozhai?"

"It's not Yanagi Daozhai, Liusheng Daozhai's killing machine is like a blue sky and white clouds, flawless and unblemished, and this killing machine is simply going to destroy the world, it's really terrifying. A grandmaster-level figure among the Qi Refiners sighed.

These Qi Refiners all have their own joys and worries in their hearts, the joy is that the two top powerhouses are fighting, most of them will have their own damage, which is beneficial to them to compete for the Phoenix, and the worry is that the birth of the Phoenix will attract more strong people.

There are more demons but they are very excited, how many years have passed, and there is finally another supreme overlord in the demon clan.

And Wusheng didn't care how terrible Xuantong was at all, he never cared how terrible the opponent was, either win or lose, that's all.

The astonishing blood-colored sword light, with the momentum of crossing the sky, attacked and killed the Prince of Xuantong.

This Tianjiao in the demon clan was gushing out of black energy all over his body at this moment, and the demon god phantom behind him completely fused with his body, as if the heavenly demon had descended into the world to sweep away all the enemies who hindered him.

Facing the sword qi that was about to kill him, Prince Xuantong threw a punch violently.

It's still the Heavenly Demon Annihilation Fist!

But the power has increased several times compared to before, and the fierce strength is almost like turning the space into mud.

Zizizizi!

The void flashed with a furious bolt of lightning, the result of the collision of sword light and fist power.

A trace of electric sparks spread to Ji Xiao's body, dissolving invisibly.

He didn't care about any of this at all, and instead focused on the duel between Wusheng and Prince Xuantong.

The lifeless sword light repels all external objects, and truly achieves that there is nothing else but the sword. It was such an extreme and decisive sword intent that made Wusheng ignore the gap between mana and realm, and fight to the death with Prince Xuantong.

This also made it difficult for Ji Xiao to intervene.

He pressed down on his worries about Wusheng, knowing that he was enjoying all this, and only this level of fighting could bring out the greater potential within Wusheng.

This is what lifeless desires.

Just as Yagyu Daosai lives in battle, so does Wusheng.

For people like them, when they duel, they are truly alive.

They are not practitioners, but practitioners.

Practice your own way, although you have no regrets.

Ji Xiao couldn't do this, but he admired, envied, and even moved.

Because it means that the non-living has grasped the true meaning of his own life, regardless of the rest.

Collapse!

Prince Xuantong's divine fist came into contact with the unpretentious sword body.

Destroying the mountains and breaking the mountains was no longer enough to describe the strength of their fighting.

Ji Xiao looked at the sky with his eyes, and the space where Prince Xuantong and Wusheng were located showed signs of collapsing, and the extremely terrifying energy was annihilated when they fought.

Nothing but themselves exists around them.

Swords and fists are composing one of the most amazing war songs in the world.

Thundered!

An invisible field appeared, enveloping a space of a hundred miles out of thin air.

Ji Xiao hugged his head, he felt the arrival of the world's original will.

He immediately realized that it was the world that sensed that the fight between Wusheng and Prince Xuantong would cause some kind of damage to the world, so he took action to isolate the area from the outside world, so as not to cause even greater damage.

It turns out that the world is also like the human body, if it is injured, there is a protective mechanism to take effect to prevent greater damage.

His thoughts were fleeting, and his attention was still on the fight between Wusheng and Prince Xuantong.

Qinghuo and Izumo are limited to their own cultivation, and they have been further down by Yu ***, who has fought between the two.

However, the black jade gourd can still stay on Ji Liao's body and will not be affected.

You must know that Ji Xiao didn't have any protective measures for the gourd.

But Ji Xiao couldn't take care of these at this time.

The lifeless sword is like a chain, stepping on the steps of the Big Dipper, step forward step by step.

Each time he took a step forward, the sword became more powerful.

At the same time, Prince Xuantong also took a step back.

Wusheng took seven steps in a row, and the sword momentum was earth-shattering, indescribable.

Prince Xuantong also retreated.

But Ji Xiao was not happy for Wusheng, but his eyes were full of gloom.

The sword momentum of Wusheng can be said to be extremely strong, and even Ji Xiao is not the slightest sure that he will be able to take his sword.

But Prince Xuantong's retreat was by no means a sign of weakness, but as if he was drawing a bow. Every step back is a build-up of strength.

Ji Yu could feel the sound of Prince Xuantong's breathing, like a muffled thunder, it was his energy that was devouring the vitality of the outer heaven and earth and turning into his own.

The lifeless sword momentum was condensed on the tip of the sword, towards the Xuantong Prince, like the Big Dipper pointing to the North Star.

The purple pupils of the Xuantong Prince emitted a brilliant killing intent, and at the same time, his chest rose and fell, and even made a tidal sound.

That was the Heavenly Demon's breathing method, the method of reaching the Supreme Demon Ancestor realm. The space seemed to be driven by his breathing, undulating like water waves.

Faced with the sword that killed everything, Prince Xuantong finally began to fight back.

The light of the battle between the two was very dazzling, illuminating everything in this underground space.

But at this time, the dark tide gushed out of Prince Xuantong's body.

Ji Xiao's heart throbbed when he looked at it, and the dark tide was like a living monster, constantly devouring everything in the void.

I can't imagine what terrible things are hidden in the darkness.

The ultimate sword of the Big Dipper Seven Kills poked into the dark tide shot by Prince Xuantong.

It's like a meteor being engulfed in a black hole.

Without hesitation, the dark tide continued to devour forward.

But it's getting slower.

The killing power of the Xuantong Prince Purple Pupil was even more intense, and even a little excited. It's been a long time since he's met such a powerful opponent, and he can't wait to completely destroy Wusheng.

This battle was the perfect appetizer before his decisive battle with Yagyu Daosai.

With a clear roar from Prince Xuantong, the dark tide accelerated forward again, as if it was about to engulf everything, engulfing the lifeless not far away.

Wusheng's eyes calmly watched the arrival of the dark tide, and his Big Dipper Seven Kills couldn't help this guy.

He's not strong enough.

Prince Xuantong's huge qi locked onto Wusheng, making it difficult for him to move.

Wusheng thought that he had reached a desperate situation, he was not afraid, but he inevitably had some regrets, he had not yet become a more powerful swordsman.

The white figure of the moon fell in front of Wusheng, and it was extremely conspicuous in the contrast of the dark tide.

It was Ji Xiao.

He suddenly appeared when he was about to be swallowed up by the tide of darkness.

I saw Ji Xiao holding the Lotus Flower Law Seal in his hand, and spit out ancient and mysterious syllables in his mouth:

Boom!