"Sky Wolf Howling Moon!"

Ling Xiangyuan stood in the distance, looked up at the Faxiang that occupied half of the sky, and exclaimed.

Most of the demon clan is based on their own ontology, and then traces back to the origin and returns to the basics.

The demon Ziyang body in front of him is a green wolf, and the carved law is naturally also a green wolf, with his cultivation, the bloodline has also begun to slowly return to the ancestors, tracing back to the origin, there is already a trace of the power of the wolf in the law phase.

The Heavenly Wolf, a fierce beast comparable to Kunpeng in ancient times, even if it is only a law phase, its power can also be seen.

As soon as the wolf law came out, a round of blood moon hung high, occupying half of the sky, under the blood-red moonlight, half of the northern desert seemed to be soaked in red blood, the green wolf roared at the moon, and the purple thunder soared into the sky, which was shocking.

The other half of the sky, Gou Zhenren's law appearance, exuding a green and shining treasure light, stretched out like a giant umbrella, thousands of filaments hung down, and the sword qi fell like a waterfall, resisting the impact of the blood moon.

"Stinky Taoist fellow party, hehe!"

The Demon Clan Martial Sect wearing big flower pants shot over from a distance, his green eyes were full of coldness, he looked at Ling Xiangyuan playfully, and said with a smile.

"It's you...... I don't know the Stinky Daoist at all!" Ling Xiangyuan frowned, retreated, and said.

The Demon Clan's Martial Sect's eyes were cold, and he didn't listen to Ling Xiangyuan's quibbles.

The cyan yuan power of the lower dantian was bright, his feet were in the breeze, and the speed was extremely fast, and he came over, and said coldly: "The thief Taoist deceived me of so many things, this account can only be counted on your head." ”

His expression was cold, and there was a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if he had settled on Ling Xiangyuan.

"You ......" Ling Xiangyuan's face turned cold, he had already clearly divided the relationship with Gou Zhenren, but he didn't expect that the other party was still unforgiving him.

The Demon Clan's Martial Sect was light, like a breeze, and with a wave of his arms, two scimitars appeared in front of him.

The scimitar is like a half-wheel crescent, emitting cyan glow, and the fine storm condenses on it, which is actually two wind blades.

The wind blade swung out, and the blue light flew like a horse, accompanied by gusts of wind, bringing out two tornadoes and raging over.

"That's amazing!"

Ling Xiangyuan's eyes stared at the two cyan scimitars, his body was surging, his body bones crackled, and there was a thunderous sound, and he ran backwards at great speed.

The scimitar was indeed extremely fast, and the ground was cut into two deep ravines by the storm, and with the roar of the wind, it slashed from his waist to cut it off.

The man sneered, and the fleeing Ling Xiangyuan was like a prey in his eyes, he licked his lips, and his eyes showed excitement.

Ling Xiangyuan felt the tyrannical aura coming from behind, and knew that he couldn't take it, so he could only urgently ask for help from Qing Xuanzhe, and said, "Senior!"

"Boy!"

Qing Xuanzhe's evil voice came, knowing the seriousness of the situation, and he swung out two sword qis.

Two white sword qi shot out from Ling Xiangyuan's eyebrows, and instantly turned into thousands of sword qi, surrounding him like a silver-white snowball.

The scimitar slashed at it, making a sound of gold and iron, and the furious wind blade was blocked by the sword qi, and it was not allowed to advance an inch.

"Huh, what's going on?"

The martial arts man wondered that Ling Xiangyuan actually had such a treasure hidden in his body, and he resisted his blow, facing the treasure, his eyes became hot, and the idea of killing people and snatching treasures instantly appeared in his mind.

The lower dantian was bright and green, and more than a dozen cyan horses were around him, making him look even more mysterious and powerful.

Ling Xiangyuan was surrounded by sword qi all around him, and his heart was full of confidence, with the help of Qing Xuanzhe's predecessors, even if it was a martial sect, he would dare to fight.

The strength is surging, the powerful strength of the whole body spreads like a wave, and it is clearly visible to the naked eye, and the body moves rapidly, shining silver, like a silver-white snowball rolling in the wind and snow.

Ling Xiangyuan threw a punch, his body was like molten iron poured, and he had a huge force, moving mountains and running vigorously, and his strength was magnified tenfold, barely reaching the power of the Five Heavens of the Martial Sect.

The demon man frowned, this kid's exercises are weird!

He was wrapped in cyan yuan power, and the whole person turned into a cyan divine radiance, and when he raised his hand, he counted the wind blades flying, and the cyan divine radiance was like a match, and the dancing was mixed with secret power.

Boom Boom!

The two fought continuously, and there was a burst of earth-destroying sounds, the sword qi was full of sky, the black tyrant slashed the stele, set off the sand and snow, the divine light flipped over, the wind blades danced together, and the gusts of wind raged.

Above the North Desert, the blood moon is across the sky, as if rising in the North Desert, it feels close at hand, the green wolf roars in the bright red full moon, the red eyes scan the North Desert, all the sounds are silent, only the wolf howl, resounding through the empty four fields.

The entire Northern Desert is like being soaked in blood, indescribably weird and treacherous, and the bright red blood moon shines, like an eternal purgatory on earth, breaking all laws.

Seeing this, Gou Zhenren's face turned to the side, the power of the Heavenly Wolf Law was extraordinary, and he was also struggling to support it.

The green jade swept the sky and the earth, and the ten thousand silk shimmered with green brilliance, falling down like a waterfall, and the wave of sword qi was surging, wanting to impact this purgatory.

Bang!

The green wolf law phase occupies the upper point, the demon Ziyang sneered, the killing intent burst out in the emerald green pupils, the blood moon was closer to the northern desert, shrouded in the sky above the northern desert, the sky wolf roared, and the wolf howled to stir up the clouds.

The squeak of the dust being suppressed, the ten thousand silk danced, and the divine light twitched, but there was nothing to be done, and Gou Zhenren's face became ugly.

Below, Ling Xiangyuan and the Demon Clan Martial Sect fought together, the silver-white light was bright, the cyan divine light was agitated, and the two fought again.

Boom!

In an instant, the storm rose in all directions, swept in all directions, the sword qi flew horizontally, the white light swept flat, and the snow on the ground was cut off.

The two were evenly matched and stepped back.

The purgatory above the Northern Desert has been suppressed, and the entire Northern Desert is like a demon's face, dripping red with blood.

Gou Zhenren's dantian is bright and bright, and he tries his best to urge the law phase, and the suffering is lower than the blood-colored purgatory.

"The sword is facing the sky, the road is boundless, between heaven and earth, destroying the immortals ......"

Suddenly, mysterious voices sounded from the sky, like someone whispering in the dark, and like a shallow chant between heaven and earth. Every sentence is wild and uninhibited, punishing immortals and destroying gods.

The sword is facing the sky, the road is boundless, between heaven and earth, destroying the immortals......

As the secret sound sounded, an illusory figure stood between heaven and earth in the sky above the Northern Desert.

The figure stood in the middle of heaven and earth, like the embodiment of the Tao, looking at him, he seemed to be the essence of the Tao, the origin of the Tao, tall and majestic, invincible.

The figure had a blurred face, his eyes opened, and the sword intent rose towards the sky, wanting to kill the immortals and demons, the sword intent waved, and the Dao was boundless.

Thundered......

The sword intent pierced the sky, the blood moon shattered, the green wolf wailed, the purgatory released the broken glass, and the pieces dissipated, only the secret sound between heaven and earth lasts forever, and the avenue is eternal and endless.

Purgatory was shattered, Demon Ziyang coughed up blood, his eyes were filled with a sense of jealousy, he sang in a low voice, to punish the secret sound of killing immortals and demons, and he was extremely afraid.

"Island Master!" Gou Zhenren listened to the secret sound, his spirit was shocked, the dust was scattered, the cyan horse practiced, a burst of dance, and the sword qi also increased with the Dao sound, suppressing the past.

Ling Xiangyuan and the Demon Clan Martial Sect were suddenly trembled by the secret sound that suddenly came, and looked at the tall and majestic figure standing in the heavenly dome.

"Senior!" Ling Xiangyuan exclaimed, Qing Xuanzhe's predecessor made a move, this secret sound came from his own body, out of Qing Xuanzhe, no one has such power and courage.

The sword is facing the sky, and the road is boundless.

Between heaven and earth, destroy the gods.

The Buddha is sleepless, and the ghost is difficult.

......

A secret sound, like the origin of the Tao, although it is the sound of mosquitoes, but it resounded throughout the world, exploding in everyone's ears, like a thunderbolt in the sky, defeating confusion, as if in the fairy world, as if intoxicated......

In this way, who else can do it except Qing Xuanzhe?

At the same time that Ling Xiangyuan was shocked, the Demon Clan Martial Sect on the side trembled, and the sound kept exploding in his ears, making people palpitate, and even the Yuan Force Fire of his dantian was shaking, as if it was about to be extinguished.

Seeing this, Ling Xiangyuan immediately made a decision, and took the stele with his hand, wanting to suppress this bureaucracy.

Bang!

There was a loud bang in the sky above the North Desert, and the martial king behind Gou Zhenren shone brightly, and his obscene figure was like a god coming to the world, pinching the dust with his hand and waving it downward.

"Dog Daoist, shameless man, there is a kind of us fighting again!" After the dust was suppressed, the demon Ziyang roared, with unwillingness in his eyes, if it wasn't for Qing Xuanzhe's intervention, Gou Zhenren would have been suppressed by him at this moment.

"Hehe, you don't have a chance, are you angry?" Gou Zhenren's lewd smile, his big face was like a blooming sunflower, and the originally tall and majestic figure was full of obscenity at this moment.

The dust blooms with ten thousand divine radiances, like a blue waterfall falling from the sky and suppressing it.

"Shameless ......" Demon Ziyang was horrified, and his body flew towards the north desert in disarray.

The huge dust fell, and the filaments went straight down, like a cage.

Demon Ziyang was shocked, his face changed drastically, the thunder and lightning were soaring under his feet, and the clouds and mist around him were shrouded in mist, and he stepped out in one step, like thunder.

His speed suddenly increased, and his embarrassed figure narrowly escaped from the cage and fled into the distance.

"Lei Tengyunben?" Gou Zhenren touched his nose stupidly, knowing that Demon Ziyang had used the Demon Clan's superior magic Lei Tengyunben fled for his life, and scolded coaxingly: "Count you as a little demon acquaintance, today Lao Gou, I will let you go first......"

Below, Ling Xiangyuan heard a loud noise, Demon Ziyang fled with thunder, he was slightly stunned, and the Baxia Tablet in his hand stopped.

The Demon Clan's Wuzong was affected by Daoyin, and he recovered a little at this moment, he saw that the Demon Ziyang was fleeing for his life, he glanced at Ling Xiangyuan coldly, and Ling Xiangyuan was stunned, dropped a cruel word, and fled into the distance.

When Ling Xiangyuan returned to his senses, Zhu Zhi of the Demon Clan's Martial Sect had already run away, and he couldn't catch up if he wanted to.

"Boy, the people of the demon clan are gone, and the possibility of you fighting for the True Martial Bible is a little bigger!" Qing Xuanzhe suddenly said in a deep voice.

After the battle just now, Ling Xiangyuan was already full of admiration for Qing Xuanzhe, and said, "Senior, do you think I have a chance of winning?"

Qing Xuanzhe thought for a moment and said, "Less than two percent!"

“......”

Ling Xiang was messy in the wind. "Less than 20%?"

"Island Master, I'm here!" Gou Zhenren scolded for a while, turned around and flew towards Ling Xiangyuan.

Qing Xuanzhe nodded, looked at Gou Zhenren who rushed over, and continued: "With the divine stick, the golden spirit beast, you are fifty percent sure!"