"You dare to hurt me!" Qingyang Old Ancestor flew out dozens of steps upside down, and as soon as he stabilized his body, he roared angrily, manipulated the dragon-shaped crutch in his hand, and headed towards He Jiangxiu's head and face.

A golden divine light shot out from the dragon-shaped cane, like a sharp sword qi, stabbing in front of He Jiangxiu.

He Jiangxiu shook his head and said with a smile: "Qingyang Ancestor, your prestige on the Holy Martial Continent is about to be terminated by me." ”

"Die!" "Qingyang Ancestor was furious, bleeding from his seven orifices and spitting out bloody arrows from his mouth.

I saw that behind the Qingyang Ancestor, clouds of cyan smoke rose up. The cyan smoke slowly condensed, and finally transformed into the shape of a green sheep.

This is the peerless supernatural power that Qingyang Ancestor relied on to become famous - Qingyang Swallowing Heaven!

"Huh!"

The green sheep roared, sounding weak and powerless, but in fact it was extremely fierce. When the cry of the green sheep spread in the void, the flying fire qi was directly disillusioned and ceased to exist.

The surrounding fire, all kinds of mysterious powers from the ground, rolled towards this green sheep, and then instilled into the green sheep's body, making this green sheep become stronger and stronger.

"Huh!"

Qingyang called out again, this time, He Jiangxiu felt that the vitality in his body seemed to be about to break away and fly towards Qingyang.

It's like the whole world is going to be swallowed up by the green sheep.

"It is said that the ancient beasts are gluttonous and have the power to devour the heavens and the earth. Unexpectedly, a small green sheep also has such powerful energy. He Jiangxiu secretly exclaimed, operating the Eternal Origin Dao Method, guarding his mind and sealing his body, which resisted the devouring of the green sheep.

However, more and more powerful power landed on He Jiangxiu's body. This power is like a thin thread of a kite, constantly pulling He Jiangxiu's body, pulling He Jiangxiu to fly in the direction where Qingyang is.

"Sun and Moon Sword, break!" He Jiangxiu snorted lightly, and with a flick of his fingers, the Sun and Moon Sword was immediately killed.

Sou!

The speed of the Sun and Moon Sword was very fast, and before the lightning and flint, it stabbed in front of the Qingyang Ancestor. However, before the Sun and Moon Sword could really assassinate it, a more powerful force enveloped the Sun Moon Sword and brought the Sun and Moon Sword in the direction of Qingyang.

"Huh!"

Qingyang called out again, opened his mouth, and swallowed the Sun and Moon Sword at once.

The moment the Sun Moon Sword fell into Qingyang's belly, He Jiang Xiu felt that he had completely lost contact with the Sun Moon Sword!

Even He Jiangxiu's spiritual imprint in the Sun and Moon Sword seemed to have been erased.

The Sun and Moon Sword seemed to have evaporated directly, and disappeared without a trace!

"Hahaha!" Seeing that the Qingyang Phantom he had conjured had successfully devoured He Jiangxiu's Sun and Moon Sword, the Qingyang Ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed: "On this continent, there is nothing that I, the Qingyang, cannot devour. Even if it's a holy weapon, it will be devoured by me, let alone this little imperial weapon?"

"Swallowed my divine sword, you also have to have a stomach to digest it!" He Jiangxiu smiled contemptuously, and as soon as he grabbed it with his big hand, the three demon clan holy relics fell into his hand together.

He Jiangxiu absorbed the power of the three demon clans' treasures, and his strength soared again, like a desolate beast, and went straight to the Qingyang Ancestor to pounce on it.

"Heavenly Divine Fist!"

In a thousandth of an instant, He Jiangxiu appeared in front of the Qingyang Ancestor. Immediately after that, in another instant, He Jiangxiu's hundreds of Heavenly Divine Fists rushed into the green sheep phantom.

Bang!

In the next moment, the huge green sheep actually cracked apart and turned into a flying green mist.

A golden light fell back into He Jiangxiu's hand. This golden light is He Jiangxiu's Sun and Moon Sword.

At this time, the Sun and Moon Sword was already rusty, and there was a thin green liquid remaining. Some of the formations in the Excalibur have also been damaged to a great extent.

If it was any later, there was a real possibility that this Sun and Moon Sword would have been completely dismantled.

"You!

Qingyang Ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood mist again, his body weakened, and he fell.

What Qingyang Ancestor didn't expect was that the divine fist that He Jiangxiu blasted out could really defeat the Qingyang Phantom that had condensed him.

This trick Qingyang swallows the sky, Qingyang Ancestor has always been tried and tested, with this Xuangong, Qingyang Ancestor has also plundered a lot of precious treasures.

But today, this magic skill was defeated by He Jiangxiu's move.

The green mist spit out by the Qingyang Ancestor was the demonic energy condensed to the extreme in his body, and it was dispersed by He Jiangxiu at this time, which directly caused the vitality of the Qingyang Ancestor to be greatly injured.

"Die!" He Jiangxiu frowned, his figure flashed again, and his divine fist waved, extremely powerful.

Suddenly, dozens of Heavenly Divine Fists fell firmly on the body of the Qingyang Ancestor.

The body of the Qingyang Ancestor was not strong in the first place, and his vitality was greatly injured, and his breath was cut off, and after being bombarded by He Jiangxiu's divine fist, he fell into the point of running out of oil and drying up.

Seeing that the Qingyang Ancestor was defeated, the Lord of Hongqi Valley hurriedly flew to kill, shook his sleeves, and urged out two black chains.

"Let's go!" Seeing that his side was not He Jiangxiu's opponent at all, Hongqi Gu Master immediately made a decision, used his technique, and flew towards the crater.

The treasure of the Kunlun Demon God is precious, but in comparison, one's own life is the most important.

No matter how many treasures you get, you won't be blessed, and it's in vain.

However, how could He Jiangxiu leave the Hongqi Valley Lord a chance to escape, and as soon as his big hand flipped, thousands of sword qi covered the sky and crushed the past.

The Hongqi Valley Lord was attacked by the fire and was also slightly injured, and his escape speed was greatly slowed down, and he was soon caught up by He Jiangxiu.

"Hongqi Valley Lord, Qingyang Ancestor, you can't escape. He Jiangxiu said coldly, raised his hand and killed the three divine fists.

These three divine fists each carry a demon treasure. Every treasure of the demon clan blooms with brilliant brilliance.

The first treasure, the psychic demon wood, extended dozens of blood-colored branches, enveloping the old body of the Qingyang Ancestor.

The second treasure, the Wild Clay Pot, stimulated an uncountable black light, covering the body of the Lord of Hongqi Valley, making Hongqi Valley unable to take the initiative.

The third treasure, the Imperial Demon Throne, rose in the air, releasing a majestic and heavy demonic energy, and all the surrounding demon beasts were crushed into blood mist in a breath.

Bang!

A muffled sound came, and the body of the Qingyang Ancestor also turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The demon element, flesh and blood essence, and all kinds of energy in the body of the Qingyang Ancestor all entered He Jiangxiu's body along the psychic demon wood.

Buzz!

When the demonic energy of the Qingyang Ancestor was absorbed by He Jiangxiu, in He Jiangxiu's mind, a voice like Hong Zhong Dalu suddenly sounded.

He Jiangxiu's five seas of consciousness also shook at the same time.

The traces of heaven hidden in the deepest part of his mind also burst out with golden light, and his divine power shone brightly.