"Netherworld, Yuan Ying breaks the firmament", Hao Chengzi sprayed the void in front of him with a mouthful of essence blood, and then pinched the trick with both hands, hitting tens of thousands of runes. Behind him, the demonic qi rose, surging like a tsunami, and then, an eight-armed god and demon elephant stepped out of it. Its eyes were like heavenly drums, huge and scarlet, with an earth-shattering aura, and the blood-colored sea of fire condensed behind him, attacking towards Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling a sense of threat, and then closed his eyes, but opened and closed them suddenly. However, in a moment, Luo Yuan's aura changed greatly, and he stood tall in the sky, hanging like a divine sword, which could cut through the rules and methods of this realm. His clothes turned gray, and thousands of sword shadows appeared in his gestures. It was as if he was a divine sword, with immortal light, mixed with immeasurable immortal energy, which could suppress the ancient and modern future.

If Luo Yuan still had all kinds of emotions before, but now Luo Yuan is cold, only killing intent. This is the body of the Desert Flow Distraction Technique, which is gathered by pure killing sword intent, but it also has half of Luo Yuan's soul, and in a sense, he is also Luo Yuan. The slashing of the sky hummed, it seemed to be extremely cheerful, and it had an extreme intimacy with Luo Yuan's indifferent distraction body.

"Pretending to be a ghost, eight-armed Moro, Netherworld Shaping Realm", Hao Chengzi's eyes flickered, and he could feel the changes in Luo Yuan. But for some reason, he couldn't see any clues. If Luo Yuan was still a flesh-and-blood monk before, then Luo Yuan at this moment is a sharp sword in the air.

Under Hao Chengzi's supernatural powers, the eight-armed Moro body looked up to the sky and roared, and in an instant, endless demonic qi rose, enveloping the land for thousands of miles. If it is really as he said, to shape a world is unpredictable and terrifying.

And where Luo Yuan stood, he felt the squeeze of space, and faintly, a dense chain of order loomed, about to compress here. Then, a demon god's fist fell from the sky, the size of a hundred zhang, and smashed down towards Luo Yuan. This blow can shake the heavens and the earth, shattering a radius of hundreds of miles, and it is unmatched.

There was no wave in Luo Yuan's eyes, his face was still joyless and sad, he just picked up the sword and flicked the sword, and then his breath burst out. Behind him, there were 108,000 sword shadows that condensed, but in an instant, it turned into a gray sword with a size of three hundred zhang, slashing towards the huge fist of gods and demons. The sword intent traversed Cangyu, as if splitting the time and space, cutting off the ancient and modern future, the aura of the avenue was steaming, and the chain of order was crisscrossed.

Both of them are great means, both of them are the methods created by the Supreme God of Transformation, coupled with the power of the ancient treasure of the heavens, they are worthy of the name of the divine power. As soon as these methods came out, even the old man Wanzhu changed his complexion, and he dodged and retreated, not wanting to be affected. The rest of the Primordial Ancestors even fought and retreated, lest they be locked under such divine power. The radius of thousands of miles was shaken, countless ripples rippled, and the divine light flickered, shining on the heavens.

This is more than a dozen ancestors in each showing their magical powers, sometimes the black lotus hangs high, sometimes the thunder is ten thousand ways, and there are more robes in the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The empty old Daokou recited the formula, pinching the formula in his hand, and a divine disk appeared behind him, turning into a yin and yang fish picture, and there was a faint image of the stars breaking in it, which was shocking. It was Zhou Heng, the ancestor of the Zhou family, who fought with him, and he no longer had any reservations, and the old Tao of emptiness and his cultivation were between the two, and the means were similar.

But seeing Zhou Heng step out, the void shook, and then pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, slowly uniting: "Death!" With his shout, the heavens and the earth hummed, as if trembling, and a mysterious aura appeared in the underworld, landing down, pressing down towards the empty old road. Although it was just a wisp of breath, it turned into Xuanhuang, and collapsed several mountains, even the vertical and horizontal peaks were cracked, and its power to suppress the Liuhe Eight Desolations was really amazing.

Even the gray-clothed Luo Yuan couldn't help but be surprised at this moment, and glanced at Zhou Heng Ancestor. In his perception, Zhou Heng seemed to have changed into a different person, and his supernatural powers were unfathomable, still above his sword intent. It's just a breath of breath, and it's so amazing. Zhou Heng's bloodline must have something that cannot be inherited, his clan may have a secret, maybe even Zhou Heng himself doesn't know.

Of course, this is just an episode. The strongest people on the battlefield here are still Luo Yuan and Hao Chengzi, and the two of them are the key to determining the direction of the righteous demons.

The big sword and the giant fist struck, the mana was intertwined, and the chain of order was staggered and wiped out, they were like the sun and the moon competing for glory, with a kind of power to step into the Yuanying Extreme Realm.

"The sword is coming!" the gray-clothed Luo Yuan said coldly, still without joy or sorrow, with an indifferent expression. As his words fell, his right palm poked out, and the sound of swords sounded in a radius of thousands of miles in the Liuyun Sect. Subsequently, endless flying swords headed towards Luo Yuan, there was no shortage of Tongtian Spirit Treasures, and even the Zhenzong Divine Weapon in the sect, Tongtian Ancient Treasures also turned into Changhong and flew over. Hundreds of thousands of flying swords resonated, and then emitted a brilliant light under the pinching of the gray-clothed Luo Yuan, and the colorful divine light was overwhelming, condensing into a seven-colored sword shadow as large as a thousand feet.

"What kind of means is this!" Hao Chengzi was shocked, when he faced this colorful sword, he actually felt a sense of fear from his soul.

"This, isn't this the meaning of ten thousand swords returning to the sect? It is difficult for this kid to embark on the way of the sword, and this qualification is too rebellious. Lei Yunzi was speechless, although he felt that something was wrong with Luo Yuan in front of him, but this kind of means could really shake the past and the present. Even if it was the Liuyun Sword Immortal back then, in the early days of the Yuan Infant, I am afraid that it was not as powerful as Luo Yuan.

"Luo Yuan turned into a true dragon and traveled for nine days, and he has surpassed his predecessors. In the future, if there is no accident, I will definitely be able to achieve the supreme realm of the gods, and my Liuyun Sect will usher in glory again. Even, more than when the Liuyun Sword Immortal Patriarch led. A great sect with the supreme seat of the gods, even in Qin, Jin and other countries, it is one of the best. Gui Yunzi muttered, although there was an unbelievable look, but his eyes were full of energy.

Liu Geqiu pursed his lips behind Guiyunzi's back, and wanted to say that the last sentence of Liuyun Sword Immortal was a fart, but it was just a relatively powerful Avatar Cultivator. Standing behind Luo Yuan was the first primordial infant in ancient and modern times, who could enter and exit the Southern Forbidden Ancient Road at will. It's the so-called resurrection of the Liuyun Sword Immortal, which is just a matter of one palm. But he held back and didn't dare to talk nonsense, first, for fear that Luo Yuan would be unhappy, and secondly, for fear of stimulating the two bad old men in front of him.

On the flying boat, Qin Fan looked at Luo Yuan with a shocked expression: "This, the junior brother has such a creation, good, good, good! If the master can see such means, he will definitely be greatly surprised." ”

Zhan Tai Xuanya looked at Luo Yuan, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and her white and delicate little face was full of smiles: "Senior brother, don't worry, Brother Luo Yuan's qualifications are superb, and he will definitely be able to surpass his peers." It's just a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and what he has learned is only the remnants of the Extreme Hades Palace, which is not enough. The eight-armed Moro has its own form but no spiritual wisdom of its own, and it obviously has more powerful magical powers but cannot use them, and it is not worth mentioning that it is strong on the outside and dry in the middle. ”

Although Xuanya said that her voice was not high when she spoke, all the cultivators present could hear it even if they were dozens of miles away, let alone more than ten miles away. The hearts of the Demon Dao monks were shocked, and even Hao Chengzi's face was extremely unnatural. They originally thought that Luo Yuan and the old man Wan Zhu who was watching the play on the side were the strongest, but they never thought that the woman on the flying boat would be able to easily break through Hao Chengzi's lack of magical powers. He even bluntly said that what he learned was a remnant law, which was not worth mentioning, and what kind of existence this was.

"Little girl, how can you talk nonsense in my Extreme Hades Palace?" Hao Chengzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his situation at this time was extremely unoptimistic. The seven-colored sword not only slashed off the eight-armed Moro, but also severed one of his arms, striking at his soul and inflicting heavy damage on him.

"In the Extreme Netherworld, the strongest Netherworld Heavenly Monarch is just a mid-stage cultivator, and he can be destroyed at will. Xuanya disdainfully opened her mouth, picked up a wine bottle at random, and poured herself a glass of wine to drink.

Hao Chengzi's face was solemn, now that his situation was critical, although he was dissatisfied with Xuanya's words, he didn't have the time and mind to pay attention to it.

Luo Yuan's sword was faster than a sword, and one was stronger than another, but in an instant, he slashed out sixteen thousand sword lights, slashing at Hao Chengzi with unparalleled might.

Hao Chengzi burned his essence blood and shouted, "Netherworld Wuji!" His body rose with soaring demonic qi, and the demonic qi of the early innate earth poured over his heavenly spirit like a whirlpool. A Netherworld Roulette slowly emerged from the back of his head, and within it were the images of countless beings struggling, and the end was extremely oozing and chilling. Then, the wheel manifests between heaven and earth, like the sun, hanging high in the sky and filling the high dome.

The gray-clothed Luo Yuan frowned, and he felt an extremely strong threat. Hao Chengzi's supernatural power is to burn his own vitality to propulsion, which is equivalent to sacrificing himself in exchange for such powerful supernatural powers. The power that can make a great cultivator of the Empress Yuan need to burn himself to exert it, the power can be imagined, even the great array of the Protector Sect is cracking at this time, and it is difficult to stop.

"This, what kind of magical power is this! Why are you still holding back Lao Tzu, you don't want to live, Lao Tzu still wants to live! This is a blow that the Great Monk of the Yuan Dynasty exchanged for his life, are you so not afraid of death?" The fat monk was full of anger and fear in his heart. The battle between Luo Yuan and the two, that kind of supernatural power made him shocked, and he was afraid, and he didn't dare to stay here anymore, for fear of being affected by the two, and explained here.

Lei Chenggang, who fought against him, was calm and calm. His cultivation is above that lonely abbot, and his means are even more restrained by the other party. Therefore, he just heard Luo Yuan's words and dragged him down, otherwise the abbot of Silence at this time would probably have already been heavily injured and would have no strength to fight again. However, when he felt Hao Chengzi's methods, he also frowned and retreated. Hao Chengzi's methods are too amazing, he can't fight against them, and he is not his opponent. This blow has the power of a half-step god, which is far beyond his reach.