Win Ruxuan, who showed a strange and joyful face, stepped on the broken sword river and rushed over, his pale cheeks looked happy, but in fact, his bones were full of dead silence and gloom. Ying Ruxuan's clothes were torn behind his back, and four pitch-black arms suddenly appeared behind his shoulder blades, which was strange and terrifying.

Chang Xi, who had embarked on the road of swordsmanship, had no choice but to drive the Dragon Emperor Body for three or four points, and the remaining six or seven points were still introverted and hidden. Chang Xi knew that it was not that he deliberately held it up, but that once he urged the Dragon Emperor Body and the Supreme Origin with all his might, his identity would be exposed. If the second prince wins, he will be killed, and it doesn't matter if a dying person knows his identity, but now there are two powerful and incomparable divine thoughts of the Divine Journey Realm in the sky above the Weishui Plain, one of which should be the Demon Emperor Yingzheng Undoubtedly, once this person sees the problem, he may have to face the anger of a powerful Divine Journey Realm in the next moment.

When the Joy Demon appeared, the sky of Weishuiyuan became full of black clouds and dark thunder. There was a pitch-black thunderbolt splitting down, winning like a blur of palms in the middle, winning like a blur of unscathed, the originally plump palms of the thunder arc swam, instantly turned into a dead tree that was struck by lightning in the wilderness. In the midst of the ghostly light, a palm slapped towards the top of Chang Xi's head, and it was the famous soul-destroying palm in the Ying clan's royal family!

The power of the Soul Destroying Palm, which is the magic power of the Winning Clan's royal family, is only higher than the secret sword style in Qingyun Mountain. Back then, the five princes won Mo Sheng in the battle of the Ten Thousand Demon Sea, and they used the soul destroying palm to face Jun Mo, the chief of the Great Wilderness Palace, and as a result, Jun Mo was almost sent to Huangquan Road with only one palm, which shows the horror of this magical power, and then exerted by the hands of the second prince at this moment, its power and power are completely incomparable.

If you don't make a move, it's enough, and as soon as you make a move, it's a storm!

Chang Xi's backward figure stabilized, and the majestic qi machine ascended the stairs again, and the long river of sword qi that was broken by Win Ru Hui was not extinguished, he swayed with both hands to do a sparrow pose, and the sword qi in the long river was pulled up for the water strips like a green dragon soaring into the air, and he brazenly met the palm of Win Ru Hui!

From each side of this world, the two leaders with completely different beliefs and ideas met for the first time, and hundreds of water-drawing green dragons were broken by one palm, but the momentum and power could not be exhausted after all, and they were still blocked by Chang Xi with a sword.

The sound of the gold and stone clashing penetrated through the Weishui Plain, and the corners of Chang Xi's eyes twitched slightly.

Because it was the first time he had seen someone who could block the tip of the Moon Rainbow Sword with his flesh.

The Moon Rainbow Sword Spirit also roared in disbelief, "Damn!"

The joy on Ying Ruhui's face turned into compassion in vain, like a demon, the pitch-black arms behind him danced like a snake, and he forcibly smashed away the wave of sword qi around Chang Xi, and bounced off the tip of the Yuehong Sword in a cold sound of gold and stone friction, and Ying Ruhui's own two arms gave birth to miserable white bone spurs, and it really broke through the defense of the dragon emperor's body that was two or three percent hot on the surface of Chang Xi's body, and the golden blood instantly overflowed, and he simply couldn't hurt his bones.

It was no longer possible to tell whether it was the devil or the merciful merciful encounter with the golden blood, and the face that seemed to be painted with white wall ash suddenly became crazy, and he couldn't wait to seize the few wisps of golden blood that were thousands of times more precious than all the heavenly and earthly treasures in heaven and earth.

Chang Xi naturally wouldn't let this fang succeed, and quietly liberated the Supreme Dragon Emperor's body to fifty percent of the fire, snorted coldly, his arms were still tens of millions of catties of huge force, and all the bone spurs on Ying Ruhui's arms were broken, and then his arms were opened from the inside out, and Ying Ruhui was forced to appear in the middle door wide open.

A golden flame rose from Chang Xi's palm, majestic and solemn, and slammed into Ying Ruhui's chest, which was the Donkey Kong palm used by Buddhist monks to deter evil demons.

Win is like a hard shot that is enough to cut off the mountain's Donkey Kong palm, still like no one, the hideous four arms behind him have skyrocketed to more than 100 zhang, and he is entangled with Chang Xi in the air.

Chang Xi can basically be regarded as a two-front battle, on the one hand, he has to pay attention to the situation of the Twelve Weeks of Heavenly Star Array at all times. After all, it is said that there are a thousand ways and ten thousand, and the focus of this battle for the heir is still the eighth princess to win Zhaojun, and the jade talisman on her body cannot tolerate the slightest difference. From the very beginning, he paid close attention to the movements of the various battlefields in Weishuiyuan, and beware of the two princes' subordinates who were able to break through the formation, but fortunately it was always calm.

Asking himself, Chang Xi felt that his current self should be better than the second senior brother, and he also subconsciously paid attention to the anxious battle between the second senior brother and the third prince to win Wei. That Ying Wei seems to have inherited the relics of the military god Ba Tuo Hongtu, and can exert a strong strength far superior to him in the middle of the Refining Void Realm, and under the storm of sword qi that is majestic as Tianwei, Win Wei can suppress the second senior brother who is a small realm above him for a while.

But fortunately, the second senior brother's swordsmanship has already reached the realm of transformation, and the characteristic of sword cultivation is that he is unyielding, and the more he is in adversity, the more he can exert unimaginable combat effectiveness. Therefore, among the various armies of the Demon Domain, if they were asked what Kyushu in the south could make them feel jealous and afraid, their answers would be surprisingly consistent.

A monk who is not afraid of demonic energy, a Kunlun who never retreats, and a sword cultivator who is not afraid of death.

Jian Xiu has always been ashamed of having a back injury, and the second senior brother has already regarded death as if he were at home at this moment.

The face is constantly switching between joy and compassion, and the win is like an obscure demon god descending to earth, every move and style is infinitely powerful, and the purple-black thunder in the sky is thicker than the temple pillars, and the endless madness falls, and half of the Weishuiyuan bombardment is devastated.

Chang Xi's sword moves have been unprecedentedly fierce since entering the Demon Domain, the Moon Rainbow Sword is in his hand, the cave is quiet, the red shadow, the light, the unworked, the green frost and the apricot blossom branches are all out of the sleeves, and the seven swords form the Five Elements Sword Array of Life and Death and win like a fierce fight, one after another, one sword after another, the cycle is not endless, and the sound of the sword qi is not inferior to the thunder in the sky.

If you talk about winning as a cultivator alone, it is just the pinnacle of the Void Refining Middle Realm like the Three Princes, far from the point where it can threaten Chang Xi's life. But Chang Xi obviously didn't expect that the two demons trained by the Demon Sect Sect Master Yi Duzi would be so powerful, even if there was a lot of loss of cultivation in the process of transferring, they were still as strong as this.

In particular, although these two demons who live in the body of Win Ruyan are born from the same origin, the supernatural powers and magic skills they use are completely different. It is often a series of earth-shattering attacks that are preceded by the miserable joy, and after Chang Xi thinks that he has figured out the routine, the offensive changes in vain, and instead the compassion phase launches completely different magical powers, making Chang Xi as uncomfortable as eating a plate of flies, and he is slightly at a disadvantage for a while.

Chang Xi can be said to have played seven or eight points on his hole cards, and he doesn't know how Nayi Duzi refined such a demon that is harder than the meteorite outside the sky, and the Moon Rainbow Sword can only leave no deep or shallow blood marks on this guy's body, but the effect of the Five Elements Sword Formation of Life and Death can still make him nod secretly. However, the consumption of supporting the operation of the two Grandmaster-level formations at the same time was really amazing, and the spiritual power in his body had already begun to show signs of exhaustion.

Joy and compassion for the two demons plus the already not weak win Ruyan, just like when Qingyun Mountain taught Qinglan to face the two demons.

As the battle situation became more and more stalemate and intensified, Chang Xi could no longer scruple too much, and the hundreds of sword moves on Qingyun Mountain began to be used in turn.

At this time, there was a scene in the sky above Weishui Plain that was enough to go down in the history of the Demon Domain.

It seemed that the laws of heaven and earth in the Weishui Plain, which was thousands of miles in radius, were shattered by the sword qi that was so cold that it could cut all things, and I saw that the rivers and rivers that gathered here together with the shattered earth actually lost their gravity and began to float, and the immeasurable water flow and the shattered earth were suspended in the sky and could not fall.

The purple-black thunder shattered the earth, exploding into sharp rocks in the sky, and when it fell into the water, the entire sky was filled with an eerie purple and black in an instant.

The magnates of the Demon Domain, who were watching the battle hundreds of miles outside the Weishui Plain, even felt that their feet were weak and light, and they hurriedly asked their own guards to cast spells steadily to gain a firm foothold.

Ying Zhaojun, who was in the Twelve Weeks Heavenly Star Array, kept clenching his palms.

She knew that the second prince and the third prince were very strong, but she never expected that they would be so strong that the battle between the two could make the laws of heaven and earth appear a gap that would be difficult to make up for for a while, is this still the realm of refining?

In comparison, his own cultivation is really a little unsightly.

In the changing color of the heavens and the earth, Chang Xi suddenly noticed that the frequency of switching between Win Ruhui's joy and compassion was becoming more and more frequent, and the anxious voice of the moon rainbow sword spirit suddenly sounded in the depths of Chang Xi's heart, "Master, Win Ruhui has inspired too much power that does not belong to him, and the two demons of joy and compassion have begun to try to occupy the magpie's nest and fuse this body!"

Chang Xi's pupils were extremely constricted, and he wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to use his kendo magic power to win his life. But what I didn't expect was that the two demons of joy and compassion became more and more violent in the process of seizing the house, and the strength of their breath increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after receiving thousands of sword qi from Chang Xi, they still did not decline at all, but instead rose as if they were dual-minded, and the four pitch-black arms pulled the unreal afterimage of the Dao Dao, and directly bombarded Chang Xi's chest, and the latter's qi surged and retreated.

This is good and bad news for Chang Xi.

The good thing is naturally that he is in a hurry to win, and he wants to use the cultivation of the Void Realm to completely stimulate the two-headed demons comparable to the Wandering Realm, but now he may end up stealing chickens and not losing rice.

The bad news is that if the two demons of joy and compassion really succeed in taking away the body of Joy and Compassion, then these two demons are equivalent to having their own physical bodies, and it is very likely that they will exert their true iQue Realm strength!

It's just that this kind of half-step iQue Realm's two major demons can force Chang Xi into danger, and he doesn't dare to think about what the consequences will be if he directly confronts the iQue Realm.

Chang Xi must not let Win Ru Hui or any of the two demons succeed, but if he wants to make a risky move, he will need to take a considerable risk.

It is very likely that he will let himself meet the Demon Emperor Yingzheng in advance.

In just a short moment, Chang Xi had already made a decision in his heart.

If he is defeated by the devil here, there is no need to mention the fulfillment of Ying Zhiyu's last wish, and there is no need to talk about avenging Uncle Ran.

If you can't even grasp the present moment, what else can you talk about in the future?

Chang Xi closed his eyes and said softly in his heart, "Open." ”

The aura cover of Huangquan's ascension was all dispersed, and all restrictions were lifted.

The Dragon Emperor's body was ten percent urged, and the Supreme Origin in the body began to glow hot.

In the depths of the Demon Domain, where the demonic qi is deeply planted, there is a completely different Kyushu aura rising.

On the other side of the Twelve Weeks Heavenly Star Array, the two people who were fighting with swords almost unanimously froze in their attacks, and the second senior brother who was in a bitter battle suddenly turned around, his eyes staring at the sword-raising figure in the sky in the distance, which was as dazzling as the morning sun.

The third prince won Wei's eyes widened in disbelief, "Kyushu Sword Cultivation?!"

The red fish in the deep array covered his white red lips with both hands, he is from Kyushu?

On the top of the mountain of watching the battle hundreds of miles outside the Weishui Plain, the magnates of the Demon Domain had already collapsed.

The senior who was ranked second in the court had a trembling lips, "It's going to change the sky!"

In the depths of the Demon Domain Palace, the figure of Ying Zheng on the dragon chair has long since disappeared.

On the one hand, he was happy and sad, and on the other hand, his face shook wildly, and his hoarse voice revealed madness, "Sure enough, as expected, you are really from Kyushu!"

Like a demon haunted by a demon and losing himself, Ying Ruyan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "My current cultivation is stronger than the half-step Divine Journey Realm, how can you kill me as a little sword cultivator of the Void Realm after refining!"

Chang Xi didn't talk nonsense with Win Ruyan, his body gradually rose in the sky full of gravel and long rivers, the golden scales on his cheeks were fine, the evil lines in the center of his eyebrows began to entrench, the hand holding the sword turned into a sharp dragon claw, a golden dragon tail grew behind him, and the wings condensed by the substantial evil qi behind him were full of dreamlike colors.

Ying Ruhui felt the aura on Chang Xi's body that was completely different from before, and the speed of switching between joy and compassion was faster than turning the book, and he chased towards the sky.

The purple and black divine thunder fell on Chang Xi's body and couldn't startle the slightest wave, he broke through the black sea of clouds, and finally saw the rising sun above the sea of clouds again. He put his palms together and parted again, and the turbulent sea of black clouds seemed to be pushed away from the middle to the sides by an invisible hand, and beams of sunlight shone back on the Weishui Plain, like a miracle.

The man who was in a trance like a real dragon and like a heavenly sword immortal closed his eyes slightly, and then raised his hand, and one after another sword qi Changhong pulled from the ground into the sky, and the sword qi was like a dragon soaring through the clouds.

A magnificent wave soaring into the sky.

Chang Xi was above the thousands of sword qi, the purple-gold evil qi lines on his face gradually deepened red, and an extremely fierce aura pulsed in his chest.

At the same time, it seemed that there was a heart and a soul between the senior brothers, and the second senior brother Yunmo suddenly retreated a thousand zhang away, closed his eyes and raised his sword across his chest, and countless demon-drinking sword qi surrounded Yunmo's side, creating countless towering sword qi monuments.

Whether it is the action or the momentum, the two brothers are the same.

The two demons of joy and compassion sensed the indescribable crisis of life and death, and went crazy and pulled up the monstrous demonic qi to kill Chang Xi in the sky;

Ying Zhaojun in the Twelve Weeks Heavenly Star Array gasped with a breath of cold air.

The red fish fell to his knees reverently, his forehead pressed against the earth, praying for heaven to manifest himself.

The two brothers opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes were all ordinary scarlet vertical pupils, just like when they were in charge of Qinglan, who would never flinch in the face of a strong enemy.

The two brothers said in unison, "Forbidden Sword Technique?"

This is the second of the only remaining three-style forbidden sword techniques in Qingyun Mountain.

Back then, Qinglan used this forbidden sword technique to face Yi Duzi and defeat the strong enemy.

In the eyes of Ying Ruhui, the sky was full of blood red with a majestic golden sword aura, and it condensed into the appearance of an immortal in a trance, and a sword that covered the sky and the sun fell.

This sword only came down to kill everything, showing the ruthlessness of heaven!

In Ying Wei's eyes, the sword qi monument standing on the ground converged into a high mountain that made him look at his back, and on the top of that high mountain, there was also an immortal sword descending and destroying all beings.

What the two royal families of the Ying clan, who had been intriguing for the throne for half their lives, saw before the last prince died was a bright red that was more dazzling than the sun.

There was no more then.