Everyone guarded, and Purple Dance stood delicately and quietly.

The True Dragon Treasure floats and floats, emitting a misty light that dispels the evil and filth around it.

Not far away, the Demon Dao and the Wu Clan completely collapsed, most of them had already flown through the wide rift and fled from the hated sky, and the small half of the powerless Edgeworth was forced to stay, screaming and retreating towards the Purple Dance camp chaotically, attracting a large number of mad demons to chase and kill.

The secret treasure shook, a scream, and the shadow of the Vermilion Bird shuttled through the sky.

"Wow!"

The divine fire poured out, and an extremely piercing scream suddenly sounded in the square, and a large number of mad demons struggled in the sea of fire, full of forty or fifty people, screaming for a long time.

Vermilion Bird can refine all the essence of foreign beasts, and its strength rises one step higher, and it flies forward, swinging out in a circle of divine fire, scorching all darkness and filth along the way.

Purple Dance was quiet, and everything around her became quiet.

......

Woooo

In the distance, more than a dozen beams of white light scattered, and a large area of madness instantly fell in front of the crowd of righteous path stubborn resistance, and an unkempt disciple of Litian appeared in his field of vision.

"Senior Brother Ding!" Zhao Buzhu was shocked.

Ding Zheng's expression was stiff, and he looked around at the scene with the ancient sword 'Demon Punishment' in his hand, and said blankly: "It's all ...... What's going on?"

The decisive battle between the demons and the demons, the birth of the ancient treasure, the fall of the hateful sky, the resurrection of Zhou Sheng, the creation of evil, and the immortal body, from the beginning of the demonic path to the hateful sky, everything that happened was completely beyond the expectation and imagination, until now it is almost tragic...... Zhao Buzhu shook his head gloomily, "It's hard to say, in short, the previous senior brother in charge has long since annihilated humanity and will kill everyone." ”

Ding Zheng stiffly looked at the most striking dark mist in front of the ruins of the Taixu Palace.

Zhou Sheng was in a sluggish state, and he had been passively bearing the power of the four masters of the Demon Dao Giants, and after his strength was weakened, he recovered, and fought back from time to time, which was desperate.

"Human nature...... Demonic ......"

Ding Zheng's expression was painful, he turned around stiffly, and left with difficulty step by step, without his help, the Vermilion Bird had already flown by, dragging out a long sea of fire, burning the mad demon.

Only by getting rid of Zhou Sheng can we stop this most cruel catastrophe.

Peng –

Zhou Sheng suddenly turned into a puff of black mist, turning into thousands of ghosts and constantly shuttling among the four peerless masters of the Demon Dao.

The blood fan's face turned pale, the fan dismantled autonomously, pieces flew out, and forcibly sacrificed a blood-colored killing array, with the power of shuttle shuttle, for a while, tens of millions of blood were like blades, Zhou Sheng was covered in blood, and was forced out of his true body.

The sky revealed thousands of wisps of dark resentment and resentment towards Zhou Sheng, a steady stream, Zhou Sheng hoarsely spoke: "Even if you kill it, you can't kill it." ”

"What a monster!" the fingers of the blood fan trembled, and the chill in his heart grew thicker and thicker.

Zhou Sheng exhaled a breath, and a vast dark and filthy aura suddenly hit his face, directly lifting the blood fan and the person away, and the terrifying filthy aura was frantically poured into the pores of the whole body, and the two of them suddenly shivered, and only in an instant, Zhou Tian's meridians fell into a great disorder, causing the two of them to vomit blood and cramp in pain.

Shura Han sacrificed the Taiyin Cold Blade to freeze Zhou Sheng with half of the void, panting and shouting: "Merry Cliff Lord!"

The style was stunned and stroked the fairy sword in his hand, and he was lonely for a while.

When the style raised his head, the whole person had gradually faded, only the infatuated fairy sword exuded a bright light, "red dust tears, infatuation and bitterness, clinging to my heart, never leave the ......"

The fairy sword volleyed into the sky, evolving into a hazy sky, a large number of heaven and earth forces gathered in the sky of hatred, and a sea of stars appeared in the sky, faintly casting a ray of bleak starlight.

The question next to Zi Wu said bitterly: "The flying star spreads hatred, the love shakes the nine heavens, the soul is scattered, and it will not be unswerving until death...... The amorous have been relieved. ”

"Hmm. Purple Dance responded quietly.

The Infatuation Sword gathered the power of endless heaven and earth, and the thick breath made the nose sour, and the sword body trembled, inspiring thousands of infinite destructive powers, and the air flow danced wildly and poured down.

Zhou Sheng raised his head to meet the white destructive power, and suddenly let out a monstrous angry roar: "Heh!"

Zhou Sheng's face was furious, and he became extremely hideous in an instant!

But Zhou Sheng was frozen by the cold blood and cold air of Shura, and before he raised his head and roared, he was drowned by the vast destructive air flow pouring down his head, and the destructive air flow drowned the dark and filthy air, drowning the series of angry roars on the ground.

The white air flow is like a fairy pillar, washing into the heart, pulling the mark in the deepest part of the heart.

After a long time, the heavy aura between heaven and earth slowly dissipated, and on the empty ground, only a lone fairy sword remained, and the streamer of the sword body slowly converged, and finally completely dimmed.

The style has been sacrificed to the sword.

After the fierce battle, there was a mess everywhere.

Once the eight masters of the Demon Dao and the Wu Clan, the patriarch of the Totem Wu Clan died tragically, the Gu Witch Patriarch died tragically, the Evil Witch Patriarch fled, and among the remaining peerless masters, Shura Han was paralyzed on the ground, and there were five terrifying finger holes in the chest of the Demon Man bleeding, and the two great protectors of the Blood Fan and Liren fell on the other side, and hot sweat broke out on his forehead, obviously with violent spasms in the meridians all over his body.

"Dharma Protector!"

The Shura Hall dispatched several subordinates to rescue all four people, including the Blood Fan, Liren, Shura Han, and the Dragon Ghost Man, and with the support of their subordinates, the four Great Protectors looked at the empty front together with Zi Wu.

A small cloud of evil mist gradually gathered in the open field, and the evil fog path squirmed for a while, and inside, Zhou Sheng stood up with blood all over his body-

Zhou Sheng is not dead!

On the main peak in the east, there was a dead silence.

......

The dark and filthy aura that surrounded his body faded a lot, revealing the familiar and steady face he once had, Zhou Sheng looked around, his eyes condensed, and stood still in place.

Next to the infatuation sword, Ding Zheng stopped and said with difficulty, "Demon Dao, Demon ......"

Zhou Sheng's pale face stiffened violently, and he said, "You also want to come and kill me?"

Ding Zheng's voice stiffened, "'Demon Punishment',...... It's the kind of person you ......"

Zhou Sheng's face suddenly changed in anger, hideousness, and viciousness, his body shook violently, and he pointed to the reflection in the sky and said hoarsely: "Demon, isn't that those, that...... It's all magic...... I deserve to die, that is, all the people in the world deserve to die. ”

Ding was looking at the reflection of the earth, and his expression became extremely painful.

The more Zhou Sheng spoke, the more excited he became, faintly with monstrous cruelty: "Demons? What if you want to kill me, then can you kill everyone ruthlessly, but you can kill everyone? What kind of demon? It is better to say that we are all demons! All of us should die, that is, we should all live, this world is like this!"

Ding Zheng held the 'Demon Punishment' and shook his head painfully, "Those who have fallen into sinners will be punished." ”

Demon of evil, violence, sin, and ferocity, demon of filth, evil, evil, demon of resentment, hatred, hatred, greed, illusion, delusion, attachment, all unrighteousness, all impurity, unquiet, demon of heart......

"Die!"

Zhou Sheng broke out into a monstrous anger on the spot and slapped it with one palm.

"Zhou Sheng still has his sanity, but his sanity has been completely demonized! The main sacrificial sword of the amorous cliff still failed, and now it seems that even the 'demon punishment' can't help it!"

"Yes, sanity is immortal. Purple Dance muttered to herself.

Zi Wujiao's face was fading the last trace of tiredness.

But Zi Wu couldn't save Ding Zheng anymore.

Ding Zheng shot fast and lost faster, blood kept gushing from the corners of his mouth, and he knelt down without half-kneeling.

Zhou Sheng was in a state of extreme weakness, his eyebrows were cracked, his chest was bloody and broken, he could see half of his heart, and his arms and neck were terrifyingly cracked, which was extremely terrifying.

"Die. Zhou Sheng laboriously pulled out the 'Demon Punishment' on his body and stabbed it into Ding Zheng's chest, Ding Zheng was no longer able to resist, blood continued to gush from his mouth, his face was pale, and his mind gradually dissipated.

Picking up Ding Zheng, Zhou Sheng's right hand violently blasted Ding Zheng and the divine soldier on his chest into the air, and Ding Zheng fell to the ground, his face was cold and silent, and he was silent.

In the righteous crowd, Huaida and Zhao Buzhu stiffened.

Zhou Sheng staggered, staggered forward, and slowly stabilized, the whole person seemed to have stepped into death in half a step, but everyone present trembled, knowing that its evil creation was against the sky-

It's impossible to die!

"How can a single sword sweep away so many sins in the world? ”

The Void Divine Monk was already physically and mentally exhausted, and he continued, "Only when everyone in the world works together can we succeed. ”

In the distance, Zi Wujiao said, "Get out of the way." ”

Zi Wu walked towards the righteous path camp, and the people of Tiandu Mountain followed behind, and the stranded demon path and the Wu clan made a way, and all of them followed tragically.

The righteous path lost more than half, the three major gods and monks and the five palace seats seemed to have fought for ten days and ten nights, their faces were prostration, and the mana and Taixu aura had been consumed at all, Zi Wu stopped and said seriously: "Yuqiong, we have a common enemy." ”

Yuqiong said weakly: "Indeed." ”

Sitting in the center of the crowd, he smiled miserably and said, "Purple Dance Donor, please protect the Dharma for us......"

Purple Dance responded, "Hmm!"

The broken Lihate Heaven was overturned by the Demon Dao, and the Lihate Heaven hated the Demon Dao to the core, and now, either regardless of the consequences, he will die with the Demon Dao, or, join forces with Zi Wu alone, and strive for that glimmer of hope.

Except for Yuqiong, the other four palace seats were silent, and finally chose the latter.

The two groups of people are clearly distinguished, on the left side of the purple dance, and the demon is on the right side of the purple dance.

With trembling fingers, the Blood Fan took the Ruthless Immortal Sword from his disciple's hand, and sighed: "Gu Bao, how can there be a strange Gu Bao in the world? ”

The ruthless fairy sword is ruthlessly left, and it has been specially sacrificed by ruthless, so that the ancient array heart of the demon well can be controlled and refined for more than ten years, and the wisps of yin qi are falling, with the demon dao people as the center, forming an incomparably cumbersome and vast array at the feet, making people feel dizzy at a glance.

In front of the remaining hundreds of people, on the empty square, Zhou Sheng staggered towards everyone, one by one, looking extremely weak and miserable.

......

Suzaku staggered and flew back, already burning all the crazy demons on the main peak of Donglai, rubbing on Zi Wujiao's face, and slowly fading away.

The waitress ......was frightened, afraid that the people around her would follow in the footsteps.

Zi Wu said quietly, "Do you think your sect master is dead?"

There was dead silence all around, and everyone in Tiandu Mountain was silent.

Ask Ji sighed: "I really don't believe it, Sect Master Leng has suffered many deaths in his life, thousands of burials in the ancient desert, thousands of immortal abysses, ancient city killings, two days of demons, karmic fire tower extinguishment, and even more cruel, as well as the torture accompanied by the Dao Resentment Mantra, he didn't die, how can he say that he is dead now." ”

Liu Lin was bitter and silent.

Night Crow's face was solemn, the clown opened his mouth and was silent, and the rest of the elite disciple leaders of Tiandu Mountain were serious.

The clown couldn't hold back after all, and said sharply: "It can only be said that the sect master's wife is more powerful than the sect master, so he died." ”

Zi Wujiao's face did not change, as if she had not heard of it.

The clown gradually became uncomfortable in the back, his throat rolled, and he always wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, and he was extremely uncomfortable, almost out of breath.

On the other side, the night crow's face flushed, and he suddenly held back a mouthful of blood, "It is impossible for the sect master to die!"

In the eyes of several people in Tiandu Mountain, Leng You has long been like a god-like existence, and it is impossible to die, so now he is entangled when he mentions it, and he is confused when he thinks about it, and he is almost driven to go crazy, like a clown, the more he thinks about it, the more he breathes and holds his breath, and directly forces out internal injuries.

Liu Lin smiled bitterly: "I really don't believe it, but in my heart, I always feel that it is impossible for the sect master to die." ”

The clown let out a long sigh of relief.

How could Leng Yu die? Or at what time, terror will come, obliterating all existence.

Zi Wu said seriously: "Well, I don't believe that Leng You died, if Leng You appears in the future, you tell him, just say that neither I nor him owe anyone anything." ”

Asked Ji's face was extremely ugly, and she nodded silently.

In front of him, Zhou Sheng had already dragged his extremely broken body closer, facing the hundreds of people who were left in the righteous demons.

Gradually, the empty ground once again resounded like a ghostly laughter, "Boom...... ......"

"Destroy them all!"

Zhou Sheng suddenly opened his arms, screamed madly and madly, and at the same time suddenly burst out of a dark and terrifying force on his body, instantly venting all the monstrous resentment, cruelty and endless destruction, arrogant and unstoppable!

Call!

A terrifying dark force suddenly rose into the sky, shattering the reflection of the canopy, whistling among the clouds, like a dark pillar directly through the heavens and the earth.

The Dark Demon Pillar contains the attraction power of endless destruction, and the terrifying power is unimaginably great, as if it is attracting the evil demon hidden in the depths of the void, dyeing the scorching sun with a terrifying black intent!

"Ahh

Leaving the hatred of the sky, all the people who fled fell down screaming in pieces, and were directly shattered by the breath of the terrifying dark power, "The darkness predicted by the Heavenly Witch Niangniang turned out to be ...... That's right, ......", even the patriarch of the Evil Witch Clan was no exception, and he fell to the ground with a miserable laugh and fell into the wilderness.

Everyone on the main peak of the East Coming to the East seems to have died once, and when the mind slowly returns, in front of him, I don't know when a peerless back has come out.

Only Purple Dance stood out.

The earth is devastated and the world is vicissitudes.

Zi Wu took a step, her dress fluttered, and her whole temperament changed greatly, slightly similar to the white clothes, fading away from her delicateness, she was already a truly peerless and empathetic beauty.

"Little Lord!"

In the dead silence, the shouts of the nameless young maid sounded.

Zi Wu is independent, single to block the endless fear brought by Zhou Sheng, that peerless posture, brilliant as a fairy, imprinted to the deepest part of everyone's hearts, no matter how time and light change, it will never be erased......