He Jiangxiu recognized that the phantom that appeared above Feng Baopu's head was a demon god that existed in ancient times.

"He Jiangxiu, you don't know yet, do you? I am a descendant of the ancient Kunlun Demon God! I control the power of heaven and earth, you are not my opponent at all!"

Feng Baopu roared wildly, and with the release of his vitality, the demon god phantom above his head became more and more real.

The demon god let out a roar, as if he had really been resurrected, holding a divine sword, and when he bombarded He Jiangxiu.

He Jiangxiu did not hesitate, his figure flickered, like a spirit monkey, shuttling between the voids, looking for an opportunity to strike a killing blow at Feng Baopu.

Feng Baopu and He Jiangxiu are both in the realm of Fatian, and they are both masters who can easily challenge the next level.

Although He Jiangxiu's eyes showed contempt, deep down, he still regarded Feng Baopu as a rare opponent.

Chess against opponents.

"Jiuhua Killing and Robbery Swordsmanship!"

He Jiangxiu faced the wind released by the Kunlun Demon God, slapped his hands, and stabbed the Sun and Moon Sword out.

The sharp Sun and Moon Sword instantly tore through time and space, and directly slammed into the top of the Kunlun Demon God's head. Suddenly, the sword qi exploded, and wisps of black air flowed into the sky.

This Kunlun Demon God Phantom roared wildly, swinging his thick arms, and came directly towards He Jiangxiu to strangle.

The arms of this demon god were like two chains, blocking the time and space where He Jiangxiu was and blocking the entire high platform.

Clouds of black mist erupted from the arms of the Kunlun Demon God.

At this moment, Feng Baopu's breath skyrocketed to the extreme. It was as if the entire high platform had become his territory.

"What a terrifying breath!"

"I seem to be about to be transformed by Senior Brother Feng!"

"Senior Brother Feng has won, he has already controlled the entire battle situation, then He Jiangxiu has only one way to die!"

Some beautiful friars cheered. There were also some monks, optimistic about He Jiangxiu, and stared silently.

Suddenly, a pair of black wings appeared on Feng Baopu's back, and with a slight fanflap, a violent wind and clouds were created.

Above the Lingyun Mountain Range, a black cloud also converged.

This black cloud, like a big black fish, swam between the nine skies, releasing an eerie aura.

It was the breath of antiquity.

Between the lightning and flint, Feng Baopu Fei killed in front of He Jiangxiu, grabbed it with a big hand, and approached He Jiangxiu's chest.

The huge Kunlun blade also bombarded down at this time, hitting He Jiangxiu's talisman qi.

Click, click!

It was just a matter of breathing, and the protective qi that He Jiangxiu had opened turned into powder.

However, at the moment when the talisman was shattered, a solid golden bell shrouded He Jiangxiu's body.

Hongmeng Divine Clock!

At this time, the vast Hongmeng Divine Diagram slowly stretched out behind He Jiangxiu's back, and above He Jiangxiu's head, the noble Eternal Immortal Ding was suspended.

In He Jiangxiu's hand, a cyan flame jumped up, and at that time, the light that bloomed from the Sanqing Xuan Lantern was bright.

On Lingyun Terrace, nine golden temples also appeared!

The Temple of Creation.

He Jiangxiu urged out four immortal weapons in one breath, and the divine power was so strong that it completely crushed Feng Baopu's breath!

"What kind of treasure is this!" Feng Baopu roared, feeling a strong pressure coming towards him.

"Feng Baopu, you can't defeat me. He Jiangxiu said softly, slowly, with a look of victory.

Feng Baopu's eyes widened, revealing an incredible expression, he pointed his finger and shouted, "This is the immortal weapon that seals chaos!"

"That's right!" He Jiangxiu said loudly, his body shook, like a tiger waking up, roaring in the mountains and forests.

Circles of golden brilliance, centered on He Jiangxiu, spread out in all directions. Wherever the golden light went, time and space began to shatter, and all living beings were reduced to nothing.

The ancient power released by the Kunlun Demon God was also dealt a heavy blow and collapsed into invisibility.

"No, it's impossible!" Feng Baopu roared, and suddenly exerted his strength, killing all the vitality in the dantian at this time.

The mighty vitality has converged into a huge ocean.

In Feng Baopu's body, the vitality contained in it is a whole huge sea, endless.

"He Jiangxiu, you're forcing me!" Feng Baopu shouted, "Very good, since you have cultivated the four great immortal weapons, I won't keep my hands! If you lose, give me these four great immortal weapons!"

"If you lose, get out of Lingyun Gate!" He Jiangxiu said casually, his eyes condensed, and a gleam burst out of his eyes.

As this essence rushed into the time and space in front of him, the four major immortal weapons around He Jiangxiu's body were all activated, bursting out with the most powerful energy.

The first to launch is the Treasure Hall of Creation.

The nine temples flew down in front of Feng Baopu in unison, forming a magnificent giant array, firmly sealing Feng Baopu in it.

Wisps of golden light, shuttling between the nine temples, were like chains, constantly approaching Feng Baopu, narrowing the scope of Feng Baopu's activities.

There were also sword qi that rushed out of the nine temples and strangled above the phantom of the Kunlun Demon God. Immediately, the phantom of the Kunlun Demon God had a tendency to crack.

On the corners of Feng Baopu's mouth, blood also flowed out.

Rumble!

When the nine temples blocked Feng Baopu, the Sanqing Xuan Lantern also flew out of He Jiangxiu's hands and fell to the top of the sky.

Whew!

Flames fell from the sky. In an instant, it became a vast sea of fire, filling the entire Lingyun Platform.

The temperature of the flames spread out, causing the monks outside Lingyun Terrace to feel the scorching heat.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a guardian formation around Lingyun Gate, the aftermath of this flame alone would not be something that ordinary monks could compete with.

The fire of Taiqing, the fire of Yuqing, and the fire of Shangqing, these three kinds of divine fire condensed into the purest chaotic fire, transformed into a flame divine knife, and collided with the Kunlun blade.

Bang!

In an instant, the sky fell apart.

He Jiangxiu and Feng Baopu both flew out upside down. But it was obvious that He Jiangxiu was only affected by the impact of the force, and he was not injured, while Feng Baopu directly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the aura he exuded was gradually dissipating.

"Very good! Very good!" Feng Baopu spit out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and a fierce force erupted from his body.

At this moment, Feng Baopu finally showed his last resort.

"Die!" Feng Baopu roared, flipped his hands, and took the Kunlun Blade into his hand.

Then, Feng Baopu was shaped like a cheetah, and he roared forward and slashed hard.

The broad Kunlun blade slashed with an all-encompassing momentum, slashing through the time and space in front of it in an instant.

This seems to be a battle for the position of the head of the sect, but in fact it is a life-and-death struggle.

On the Lingyun platform, there was a sudden surge.