Zhu Xian came out again, the fierce array fought again, the sharp sword qi broke through the air, and the saint war restarted.

At the same time, a tragic war between humans and demons also broke out in the south of Kyushu, with the Southern Demon Lord Chiyou and the Blood Venerable, the Poison King and other masters of the Demon Tribulation Palace, and several imperial masters such as the Terran Rain Emperor Yu Bo, the Wind Emperor Wind Queen, and the Sword Emperor Chi Songzi.

The battle between the two sides was earth-shattering, the blood flowed like a river, and countless Terrans were killed by the demons, but the demons were also destroyed by many Terran masters. The Demon Tribulation does not have a fixed body, as long as the soul is immortal, it can be gathered and dissipated at any time, and their body is composed of the Demon Mist. But because of this, their strength is generally not high, and they only need to find the right way to erase their souls to destroy the demons.

Endless blood flowed into the reincarnation pool of the demon robbery, and there were endless souls sucked into it, constantly reincarnating new demon robbers to fight, high in the sky, a black banner kept shaking, like a gluttonous beast, bursting out with a strong devouring intention, swallowing the soul of the endless creatures into it, the black banner flickered, several divine soul attacks were struck, and countless human souls suffered heavy losses.

This is the Demon Raiding Soul Refining Banner!

The magic power is monstrous, the raging demon flame burns the sky, and the desolate demon song is played!

The war between man and demon is destined to be a tragic war, for people, when you kill demons, for demons, when demons slaughter the common people!

"Chiyou, in ancient times, you were defeated by the human emperor. If you go back and hide, no one will be able to hurt you, but now you have come out to cause trouble in the world, I really think that no one can clean you up, look at the sword!"

A loud shout exploded in the air, and then, a sword as bright as a firework split the void, and a huge crack crossed the air, towards the center of the battle, a giant man tens of thousands of feet tall slashed.

"Haha, Chi Songzi, in the battle of the three clans in ancient times, you will slaughter my Wu clan, and today I will definitely avenge the dead Wu brothers, and you will also eat me with a knife. ”

Chi You Yiran was not afraid, there was a palpitating fierce aura on his face, the whole body was full of demonic energy, the demon power was overwhelming, the tiger demon knife in his hand carried bloodthirsty and ferocious, and the blood ** flame covered half of the sky, and slashed back obliquely against the sword light.

Thundered!

The magic sword annihilated the sword qi and continued to slash towards Chi Songzi with an unstoppable momentum. A sword light of Chi Songzi slashed out again, and with the power of the brilliant sun, it slashed through the sword qi of the magic knife.

"Kill!"

The two fought together, fighting bloodily, swords intersecting, clanging, the demon road and the martial arts are extremely domineering avenues, and the battle is also quite fierce.

Demons, what is a devil? Harming others and benefiting oneself is a devil!

Although everyone's martial arts are different, the original purpose of learning martial arts is not to fight with others, if you really want to fight with others, then don't learn it.

"Summer rain turns into a sword! Autumn rain is sad, winter rain dies!"

The Rain Emperor is worthy of being the Rain Emperor, and with a wave of his hand, he will use endless magical powers, the summer rain is the most violent, and the downpour suddenly turns into countless sharp swords, falling from the nine skies, and as soon as it falls, it will take a piece of life, and the endless sword qi will disperse from the rain, and cut down the demons.

The autumn rain continues, but with an inexplicable sad autumn meaning, which seems to fall on people, but in fact it falls on the depths of everyone's hearts, leading out the sadness in people's hearts. The demons are all incarnated by the soul of a person after death, as long as it is a human being, there are sad things in life, and at this moment the sadness in the heart is spreading, a great sadness, sorrow to the heavens, permeating the heavens and the earth.

The winter rain is the rarest, and in the dripping winter rain, with a kind of artistic conception of death, the winter rain falls, which is the moment when death takes away life. Everything withers, life dies, life and death are destined, and a winter rain takes away a soul.

"Blood Control Technique, Blood Explosion!"

On the other side, the Blood Venerable, dressed in blood-red robes and with a pale face, used a blood explosion technique to directly control the frequency of their blood flow and control others to self-detonate.

A blood mist exploded, like a brilliant red flower blooming in the void, and it was still blooming piece by piece, no matter how you look at it, there is a poignant atmosphere permeating it.

The poison king is even more poisonous, a large area of poisonous mist spreads, who dies, the poisonous mist disperses in the air, specifically for the masters of the human race, once the poisonous mist enters the body, it will turn into thick water in less than a moment or three.

The rain emperor faced the poison king, and used the rain to wash away the poison applied by the poison king, but the poison king also has all kinds of poisonous insects, flying all over the sky, devouring poisonous insects, not only can devour poison, but also release extremely violent poison, biting whoever dies.

After the wind, facing the Blood Venerable, the Endless Wind Blade cut through the space, forming several storms chasing the Blood Venerable, fortunately, the Blood Venerable's blood shield technique was fast enough, otherwise he would be unlucky, but even so, he was chased in embarrassment.

The most bizarre thing is the spell master, a curse technique in one hand, few people can resist his three curses, and his opponent is the Terran Pan King. Pan Wang is proficient in Gu arts, the two are somewhat similar, but they are completely different, they are both with very strange secret techniques, therefore, although the battle between the two is not as fierce as the others, but it is the most dangerous, one is not careful, and Huang Quan will die.

Among the human race, there is also a young Taoist who holds a long sword, one sword and one person, never kills more, never kills more, and only kills one person per sword, where he passes, there is no demon robbery behind him.

"Boom...... Boy, you go die!"

Suddenly, an uncomfortable voice came into his ears, and the young man looked up and saw an old man in a black robe, who was so thin that only skin and bones remained, with a strange green ghost fire in his eyes, holding a black bone staff, pointing at the young man.

It was very strange that the young man suddenly felt that his soul was out of his control, as if he was about to leave him. The old man in front of him is the ghost Taoist in the Demon Tribulation Palace, who can control ghosts and monsters, and can control the souls of others, making people irresistible.

Before, he sent endless ghosts and devoured countless Terran masters, causing endless killings.

"Fight the sword to punish the demons and evils, and eliminate the demons between the heavens and the earth!

The young man shouted, his body floated, one slowly rotated, the long sword in his hand seemed to be divided into countless pieces, and thousands of sword shadows revolved around the young man, and finally converged into a sword, and a sword slashed towards the ghost man.

There is no brilliant sword light, nor is there any amazing sword intent, only an ordinary sword, a sword head.

"You-"

With just one sword, a sword that seemed to be extremely slow, the ghost Daoist was beheaded before he even had time to dodge.

"Who are you?"

"Wudang Mountain is too Xuanzhen!"

The young man put away his sword and replied slowly, and when he heard this, the ghost man's head tilted and rolled to the ground.

At the same time, the Western Spirit Mountain was also in chaos, explosions continued to sound, the demonic qi was boiling, and the Demon Robbery Hall was at war with the Western Sect.

"Kill, kill, kill—"

It was the shouting of the Asuras, a murderous and warlike race, with ugly men and extremely beautiful women. There are not many disciples in the Western religion, and they have been slaughtered at this moment, and the true spirits of several people have entered the Fengshen platform, such as Maitreya, Water and Fire Boy, Ah Yi and others.

The Ten Thousand Tribulation Demon Venerable was dressed in black and hunting in the wind, his face was snow-white, not injured, but his face itself was extremely pale, giving people a sickly feeling. His black hair fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of domineering.

"Lead, your end has come!"

The Ten Thousand Tribulation Demon Venerable sneered, and the red bloodthirsty demon knife in his hand slashed at the two people in front of him, these two were the corpses and evil corpses that were introduced.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Connecting his hands, he staggered them apart, and a huge palm covering the sky slapped towards the Ten Thousand Tribulation Demon Venerable, with a strong Zen sense in his palm, as well as endless Buddha light.

The light of the Buddha touches the magic light and dissolves into the air. The Demon Buddha is relative, and the two sides restrain each other, just to see who is strong and who is weak.

On the other side, the ancestor of the Styx River held the two killing swords of Yuan Tu Abi in both hands, and the red lotus of karma on his head was on his head, attacking the evil corpse of Zhun Ti, in the sword light, there was a black killing artistic conception, the Styx had already cultivated the way of killing and blood, and the killing was decisive, and the sword was dead when it came out, and the sword that was not stained with blood could not be returned to the sheath.

In a few rounds, the two fought equally, and the two cultivated similarly, both of them were quasi-saint consummation, but Zhun Ti himself, as a saint, even the evil corpse's comprehension of the Tao has also deepened, and it is the Styx that can compete with it, in addition to the ferocity of killing the Dao, it is also related to a powerful innate magic weapon.

When the red lotus is empty, the karmic fire is endless!

Whether Styx can preach or not depends on whether he can kill the sword in his hand and slaughter the holy corpse this time.

(End of chapter)