The thunder shook the world, and the magic breath was monstrous.

As the Qingyang Sect and the monster army led by the one-horned demon Hou confronted each other head-on, between the dead and silent demon land, there was a sudden chaos, and the chaos of group killings could be seen everywhere, you come and I come, the demon breath fairy light, one by one, one by one, mixed with blood and wreckage and broken limbs flew in the sky, the huge magic boat tore apart the monster battle array, and the sharp sword light strangled the monsters.

The monsters are ferocious and terrifying, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sect are also indomitable.

I don't know when it began, there has been a saying in Qingyang Sect: "Demons must die!"

This sentence has been shouted for three thousand years, and it has long been imprinted in the hearts of Qingyang disciples.

Therefore, whether it was fighting against the Great Tribulation and Demon Puppets before, or later fighting against the Protoss, the Qingyang Sect never took half a step back.

Before such a big battle, the Qingyang Sect was still strong after all.

This group of monsters is scattered, although there are three or four generations of puppets guarding them, but the chaos in nature cannot be changed, so when they first meet, they are incomparable, but with the passage of time, these monsters are becoming more and more weak, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sect are united and horizontal, cooperating with each other, and all kinds of large arrays have been unleashed, becoming more and more calm, and the strength they have exerted is getting stronger and stronger.

Not only did it resist the attack of the monsters, but it was also pressing forward steadily.

Above the battle array, the monster's ferocity has been suppressed, and in the middle of the air above, the battle between Qingyang Sect Master Lu Qingguan and the One-Horned Demon is also fierce.

The strength of the unicorn demon is not weak, especially in this rolling demonic breath, it is even more powerful, it is intended to face a monk like Lu Qingguan who has not stepped into the Mahayana realm, it should not be difficult to win, but I didn't expect that this Qingyang sect master, who is usually very low-key, actually burst out with superhuman imagination power this time, which is far higher than the outside world!

Under the big battle, the one-horned demon has exhausted all means, but he has not taken advantage of it at all.

Seeing that in the surrounding battle situation, his own side no longer had an advantage, and in front of him, in addition to this Qingyang Sect Master, there were also several elders who were also eyeing him, clearly waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack, and under the fear in his heart, he also consciously retreated backwards.

The more they retreated into the depths of the Demon Land, the thicker the demonic breath, and the more obvious their advantage became.

And now, it is not only the Qingyang Sect that has invaded this demonic land.

The Immortal Alliance in this time, contacted the various immortal forces, together to attack the demon land, Qingyang Sect, as one of the largest Dao systems in the world, chose to attack from the south direction, and other parties, there are also immortal forces attacked, mighty, with the contraction of the battle circle, they have gradually intersected, Qingyang Sect disciples, can already see from a distance some of the forces that are fighting with the monsters.

"Whoa......

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect who were fighting with the monsters suddenly saw a demon cloud in the west.

Turning his head to look, he saw that in the middle of the air, there was a bird-like monster with black wings on its back, its body was hundreds of zhang long, the two demon wings slapped downward, between heaven and earth, the wind suddenly rose, and the earth was overturned layer by layer, such a might, not to mention the person who was facing his fierce momentum, even if it was a disciple of the Qingyang Sect who was so far away now, not only did he feel a little numb in his scalp, but he was afraid in his heart.

"Well, it should be the Black Wing Demon, right?"

Someone whispered out, knowing that this demon was the most famous of the ten demons.

I really don't know who is resisting it now!

"Evil animals, how dare they run rampant?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a loud shout, and above the head of the black-winged demon, suddenly a figure stepped through the endless demon's breath and fell from the sky, only to see that the person was wearing white armor, thin, with a pale beard, and in both hands, each holding a rotten silver spear, like a meteor across the void, like a ship pulp on the water surface to draw a long trace, his spear passed, and also pulled out two ripples of law in the void, the same as two huge wings, but from the middle of the air to the black-winged demon to suppress!

"That's ......"

“...... White-Armored Battle Immortal Wei Longju!"

When all the Qingyang Sect disciples saw this scene, they were all a little excited in their hearts.

I didn't expect that what they were attacking to the west was actually the Eight Desolation City, one of the Seven Holy Lands, and they didn't expect that they could see the world-famous Eight Desolation City Lord personally fight against this infamous Black Wing Demon Candidate at such a close distance!

As one of the seven holy places in the world, the Eight Desolation City has always been famous in the world.

Especially in the past few years of fighting against the catastrophe and the puppet, as well as the war with the gods, he has made endless merits, and the respect and respect of the monks of the world for the Eight Desolation City is from the heart, and now when it comes to the Eight Desolation City, I have to think of two people, one is the current Lord of the Eight Desolation City, Wei Longjue, and the other is the immortal general Yunzhou, the head of the ten gods on the demon side.

The two of them, one guarding the demon side, and the other fighting the world, are the representatives of the Eight Desolations City.

In particular, the two of them are also the current Ten Immortal Dao Immortals.

The Ten Immortal Dao Immortals are the ten strongest and highest cultivators in the realm of today's Immortal Dao, and they are incomparably strong, each of them is a peerless figure, and the existence of the ancient Shuojin is shocking.

Someone once said that whether it is the Demon Land or the Divine Clan, as long as the Ten Venerables of the Immortal Dao are willing to take action together, it will not be a problem, but for some reason, for more than two thousand years, it has been very rare to see the people in the Ten Venerables of the Immortal Dao make a move, and they have been standing by in the face of the chaotic situation of Tian Yuan, not knowing what they are thinking.

In any case, at this time, when they suddenly saw the world's powerhouse among the ten immortals, the Qingyang disciples were naturally in a surging mood.

"...... Uproar"

The white-armored battle immortal Wei Longjue two silver spears fell from the air, and they hit the two sky-covering wings of the Black Wing Demon Wait, and the huge force fell from the sky, as if the entire heaven and earth were suppressed, Ren is the cultivation of the Black Wing Demon Phenom, who is already the top leader in the Ten Candidates of the Demon Land, at this time, he also roared violently, and fell down from mid-air, and the Demon Breath in the mid-air floated upwards as if he had his own life, as if he wanted to catch him, but he still pierced the Demon Breath and fell to the ground.

The earthquake trembled, and the cracks spread into the distance.

The Blackwing Demon Candidate took this heavy blow, roaring repeatedly, and then suddenly lifted up the rock chips and crawled up.

This is also due to the fact that in the demon land, the surroundings are full of demonic breath, just like another world, in this demonic breath, the strength of the Mahayana monks has been weakened a little, and these monsters are in this demonic breath, and their strength has been blessed to a certain extent.

Otherwise, just this blow could have killed the Black Wing Demon.

"You are waiting for the Immortal Dao, you are so domineering, do you have to destroy my reincarnation clan before you are willing to give up?"

Just when Wei Long, the lord of the Eight Desolations, was striding up, and seemed to be about to kill the black wing demon, he suddenly heard someone roaring in the distance, and then saw that in the depths of the demon land, countless tall bronze doors appeared out of thin air, black smoke billowed inside, and several powerful and boundless black shadows came out of it, all of them were born with strange appearances, and the magic was rolling, and the royal majesty was an army of Senran monsters, coming like a tide, it seemed that the puppets and monsters in the entire demon land were gushing out from the depths at this time.

Even in these three thousand miles, Tian Yuan rarely had a major war of this scale.

The endless monsters were far away, thick as the sea, and their number could be counted in the millions.

And above this army, the black smoke of the Dao Dao condensed, and there were six or seven demons appearing, leading one after another of the third and fourth generations of demon puppets, above this demon land, there were gods and demons, looking down on the monks in the world, and their eyes were fierce and difficult to hide.

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect and the soldiers of the Eight Desolations City, who had been charging forward, hurriedly stopped their feet.

Looking at this form, I'm afraid that it stabbed the hornet's nest, and all the monsters in the entire demon land poured out.

Their number is like a world compared to each other, I'm afraid that if they rush forward, it will be an engulfed ending immediately!

When they were considering whether to temporarily retreat and avoid them, suddenly behind them, the sound of war drums sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, its rhythm was simple, but heavy, every blow seemed to hit the hearts of people, making people's blood boil......

"The puppet and the world, one side is death, the other side is life, of course, one party must be extinct!"

In the billowing black smoke in the distance, a voice sounded suddenly, from far and near.

"Whoa......

Suddenly, a sword light came from a distance, crushing the demon breath in front of him, revealing a passage, and then I saw thousands of monks dressed in black and white, and the monks with swords behind them rushed over, each of them was sharp, as if it was a sword, and countless sword qi were condensed together, even if the qi did not move, there was also sword qi pouring out, dividing this piece of heaven and earth into pieces.

"The person who washed the sword pool has arrived......"

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect were all delighted, and when they turned their heads to look, their eyes fell on the person who was the leader.

The man was very ugly, with endless scars, and even one eye was grayish-white, but his body was tall and thin, with a gray fox fur around his neck, his hands behind his back, and a black sword hanging beside him.

"The head of the White Fox Sword actually came in person......"

Looking at the man, endless ripples appeared in the hearts of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect.

They also know a lot about this legendary sword leader of the Sword Washing Pool, and it is really a wonderful experience for this person.

It is rumored that he was originally a white-robed swordsman in the Sword Washing Pool, ranking in the true legend and respecting his status, but he once went out three times in the Sword Washing Pool, betrayed the sword path of the Sword Washing Pool three times, and returned to the sword path of the Sword Washing Pool three times, it is said that because he gave birth to a heart barrier, he thought that the sword path of the Sword Washing Pool was not strong enough and not complete enough, so he tried every means to make up for the sword path of the Sword Washing Pool, and pursued perfection.

When he betrayed for the third time, he was caught by the elder of the sword washing pool and thrown into the sword pool, since then his face has been ruined, his temperament has changed greatly, but he still survived, and then hibernated for a hundred years, and returned to the sword washing pool again, this time, he has made great progress in the way of the sword, one person and one sword, slaughtered the same door that did not respect his own sword, and used an almost cold-blooded means to firmly hold the sword washing pool in his hands.

By this time, there were already many people who called it Evil Sword Cultivation.

But this evil sword cultivator, once in the war with the puppets and the gods, guarded the entrance with one person and one sword, slaughtered 100,000 demon troops, and with this merit, he forced the world to erase the word "evil" in his "evil sword cultivation".

"Whoa......

After the white fox sword head appeared, he didn't say much, but swept forward with a cold gaze.

The situation in the field was all in sight, and then he stepped out directly, and the black sword flew into the air.

A streamer of light flashed, revealing an endless black sword shadow, like a waterfall.

In mid-air, the dark clouds soared, and the sword shadows of one by one were closely arranged, cutting down from the mid-air, what was surprising was that those sword shadows actually looked like they were real, and each sword took the sword path differently, as if the changes of the swordsmanship were exhausted, although it was just a sword cut out, it could give people an all-encompassing, exhaustive meaning of the world's swordsmanship, mysterious and gratuitous.

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort"

A sword is slashed, enough to reach thousands of troops.

The surging endless monsters, under this sword, I don't know how many were crushed.

Even if the army runs over, it may not be so clean!

"Slaughter my people, aren't you afraid of being damned?"

Outside the black gate in front, two demonic figures suddenly intertwined, one of them was a white bone general in black armor, holding a spear made of white bones, and the other was a man who was born with a scorpion tail and a cloak that exuded a rancid smell.

This is the two demons again, and at this time, they joined forces to attack the head of the White Fox Sword.

"If it is destroyed by heaven, then the sword is not a real sword!"

The White Fox Sword Head didn't like to say much, but listening to the words of these two demons, he unexpectedly said more.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, grabbed the black sword in his hand, and gently crossed it in front of him, and between heaven and earth, it seemed that a door had been closed, and the world was divided into two, and the magic powers of the two demons were all blocked outside......

"The end of the demon land is today!"

In the void, another soft sound sounded.

Far away, only to see a cloud of fairy clouds quickly coming from the south, the clouds appeared a statue of a female general, all wearing gold armor, heroic posture, standing in the front of the one, is wearing a black robe, graceful and gorgeous, between the eyebrows, quite a heroic old woman, she holds a whisk of dust in her hand, endless dust silk fluttering in the air, the fairy cloud has not yet arrived, the dust silk has been like a silver waterfall rushed forward, followed by a demon who is waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack from behind the head of the white fox sword, the movement is light and calm......

"Forgetful Island ......"

"Forgetful Island is also here......"

"That one is the ancestor of Concubine Wu of Forgetful Island, right?"

The disciples of the various divisions in the field were even more excited, and seeing the Holy Land appear one after another was a very confident thing for anyone.

Especially now that the demons and demons are exhausted, the general trend is crushing.

"Boom la la ......"

Before their surprises fell, in the distance in the east, another black cloud broke through, revealing an army with distinct armor one by one.

In front of each army, there are old cultivators who are wearing digital qi and crazy machines, with huge battle flags around them, some are "kings", some are "land", and some are "Qin", the courage of any party is not inferior to the current world's great road system, and there can be so many forces to jointly lead the army to come, so it is not difficult to guess the origin of these forces, it is the Zhongzhou families who led the troops to come.

The relationship between the Qingyang Sect and the Zhongzhou families has always been embarrassing, not good, not bad, now the Qingyang disciples saw the Zhongzhou families coming, and they had some bottom in their hearts, but they just looked up, and they couldn't help but be a little disappointed......

The families of Zhongzhou have always been headed by Donghuang Mountain.

They saw the Zhongzhou families coming, but they didn't see the Donghuang Mountain Dao Lord appear.

It's a pity that in this last battle, I still can't see this great sage who ranks first among the ten immortals to make a move.

"This time, are you waiting for the Immortal Dao to really fight for a fish and break the net?"

Seeing the immortal road side, there are more and more big forces rushing in, and there are countless people roaring in the demon army, one of them is born with three heads, each with a side, or happy or angry or sad, and now the three heads roared at the same time, sitting on a white bone chariot, the demon breath was swinging, and rushed forward, with six arms on his body, each holding a black magic treasure, and at the same time slashed behind Lu Qingguan, the sect master of the Qingyang Sect who was caught in the battle with the unicorn demon, and actually wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of a strong enemy first.

"It's not just the ...... of the fairy road"

But just when his six magic treasures were almost all slashed at Lu Qingguan at the same time, suddenly a voice sounded faintly.

"Huh!"

Almost at the same time, a stream of blood streaked through.

The three heads on the necks of the three demons actually flew up at the same time in an instant.

And in the void behind the three demons, there was a burly man, he didn't seem to know how much longevity, the whole person was ten zhang tall, holding a black knife in his right hand, but holding a vase in his left hand in his arms, a body of muscles, like cast iron, when the body moved slightly, there was an endless red lotus fire, looming in the void burning.

"Is it ......?"

When all the disciples of the Qingyang Sect saw this person, they all remembered a legend, and their hearts were slightly excited.

But before they could speak, in the Western Void, a black army had slowly appeared, it was a demonic army, the number was not much, about more than 100 people, but these more than 100 soldiers, but each of them was silent as pig iron, holding all kinds of weird magic treasures in their hands, giving people a sense of horror, just standing there, slowly walking forward, you can vaguely see that above their heads, there is endless blood and demonic energy, intertwined and entangled, like a constantly changing magical beast.

In front of the army, there was a thin old man, holding a cigarette pouch, smiling and taking a puff.

Slowly exhaled the smoke ring, revealing a mouth with only two or three teeth left, and said with a smile: "The fish will die, but the net can't be broken......"