Such as the breeze of Xu Lai, the clear air of heaven and earth exploded, forcing the monstrous demonic energy to continue to retreat, a few breaths, half of the heavenly dome returned to clarity, thunder in winter, thunder snakes shuttled above the sky, purple light flickered, as if the thunder god was angry, one after another purple thunder split on the black demonic qi, directly splitting the demonic qi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Heavenly Demon Ancestor stood out of thin air, and the thunder that split within ten zhang of his body was directly wiped out, forming a vacuum zone, his old face was gloomy, staring at the sword light, the momentum broke through the sky, and the demonic qi roared behind him, and the purple thunder resisted.

"Hmph, hide your head and show your tail!" He shot directly, and the two blood-colored scimitars slashed out two blood-colored horses, and pounced on the sword light, and the blood was filled, and at this moment, the sky was reflected in a scarlet sky, and the endless murderous aura and murderous aura permeated out, just like the hellish netherworld. The next moment, the sword light skyrocketed, and the boundless clear qi turned into ten thousand rays of light, like a small sun, and the blood-colored pi Lian was directly melted, and it dissipated without any ripples.

The sword light dissipated, and a man came from the clear air, fluttering like an immortal, left behind and independent.

A plain white dress, like an elegant scholar, with white hair and hair, but a ruddy complexion, and a breath like a big river, thick and unparalleled, endless. One step out, the breeze follows, it is ten zhang away, and a streamer flies around the body, like an elf jumping.

The two of them shook each other hundreds of feet away, one side of the demonic qi surged, the sky was dark, and there were strange beasts roaring and unjust souls howling. On the one hand, it is clear and clear, the world is clear, and the vitality is surrounded, like a fairyland on earth.

"Why don't I remember that there is such a character as you in this world?" said the Heavenly Demon Ancestor with his twin swords, his eyes glowing with a faint green light. A hundred years before he became famous, he had dealt with those old immortals in the martial arts, and he didn't remember that there was such a number one person, could it be that he was a great person who only broke through in the past hundred years?

The old man in white sneered: "You old devil, just sit in the well and watch the sky, don't think that if you break through to the Tianchong realm, you dare to come out and bring disaster to the world, those old immortals in Shushan don't dare to make a move, today I will take action from my Xuanxin Sect and eradicate your demon!"

This old man is actually an authentic person of Xuanxin, but Yan Chixia used the Xuanxin Five Thunder Method that day, and I don't know if the two are related.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor was instantly furious, and he roared: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, what kind of bullshit is authentic, when the ancestor was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, I haven't heard of it, even Shushan doesn't dare to provoke the ancestor, you old man is looking for death by himself, no wonder me!"

He made a move, the full moon scimitar knife light skyrocketed, a full fifty zhang long, and streams of blood-colored energy were wrapped around the knife, terrifying and abnormal, the demonic qi behind him surged, and the two sword lights slashed towards the old man of Xuanxin Authenticity, the space was shattered, and the riotous heaven and earth Yuan Qi turned into a storm and swept out.

The old man's complexion did not change at all, he pointed out, the mana all over his body surged, and a finger power shuttled through the space to point towards the sword light, and the infinite clear qi above the sky gathered around the finger strength, turning into a long glow.

"Poof"

There was no imaginary earth-shattering explosion, and there was no evenly matched stalemate, the rolling blood-colored sword qi was directly pierced by the fingers, and wherever the clear qi went, the demonic qi and ice melted. The seemingly invincible sword light didn't hold on even for a second, and after being fingered through, it turned into a little starlight and shattered. The Heavenly Demon Ancestor looked horrified, but he caught a glimpse of a fingerprint on the body of the Full Moon Scimitar Knife, this pair of Full Moon Scimitar Knives was a divine weapon that he had been tempered for decades, and its hardness could be imagined, but now it was pointed out with a fingerprint.

"You old devil, do you know how high the sky is now?" the old man in white sneered, and with a wave of his white robe, a streamer jumped out of his body, revealing its true face, a long sword with a simple shape. It is about four feet long, the sword body is wide and thick, and there are many unknown talismans and characters engraved on it, and the hilt of the sword is opened, and as soon as the long sword comes out, an ancient breath permeates it, desolate and heavy.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor had a fire in his eyes, this sword was definitely a spiritual treasure, it had surpassed the magic weapon, and it was very likely to be a treasure handed down from ancient times, with the power of Mo Fa. It was only in the next moment that his fiery heat turned into fear.

I saw the white-robed old man pinching a seal on his chest with both hands, and his whole body came out majestically, and the sky and the earth changed color, at this moment. A stream of incomparably thick mana was smashed into the long sword by him, and the originally dim ancient long sword suddenly flashed with a burst of white light, and a sword aura erupted, dignified and awe-inspiring. The sword qi turned into a long river, covering the sky and the sun, and I don't know how much space was broken.

The white-robed old man pushed with both hands, and the long sword shot out, and the sword qi turned into a long river of earth-shaking waves, overwhelmingly surging towards the Heavenly Demon Ancestor.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, this sword was the strongest sword he had encountered, even if it was the few old immortals in Shushan, it was not as strong as the old guy in front of him who claimed to be Xuanxin Authentic, he decisively burned the essence blood of his whole body, and the demonic qi behind him rose wildly, and the pitch-black demonic flames were burning. Essence blood is the foundation of a person, burning essence blood can obtain far more strength than oneself in a short period of time, but the consequences are also very serious, the light is the loss of longevity, and the heavy is regression, so if you don't reach the end of the road, you will generally not choose to burn the essence blood.

"Roar"

With a roar like a beast, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's two Full Moon Scimitars merged into one, turning into a Weeping Blood Demon Knife, and the monstrous demonic flames ignited on the knife, directly turning the space into nothingness. The demonic qi behind him surged, turning into strands of black torrents and pouring into the magic knife, and the magic knife light skyrocketed, turning into a hundred zhang long, like a blood moon hanging high in the sky, sprinkling blood-colored brilliance.

"As soon as the blood moon comes out, the demon path reigns!haha!"

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor held the hundred-zhang sized demon sword Blood Moon in both hands, laughing unscrupulously, at this moment, the heavens and the earth were blood-red!

The long river of sword qi rolled up the stormy waves, and the endless Sen Ran sword qi erupted, and the rolling demonic qi wanted to break free from the shackles of the sword qi, but it was constantly consumed, and the blood-colored energy was directly returned to the source by the clear qi, turning into the rolling heaven and earth vitality, and the hundred zhang blood moon was getting smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, even though it was supported by the continuous demonic qi of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, it still couldn't withstand the torrent of sword qi and boundless clear qi, and finally it was consumed at all.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor's face changed greatly, and he turned around to leave Yukong, when a sword light flew out from the torrent of sword qi behind him, and in an instant, it spanned a distance of hundreds of zhang. In his frightened gaze, the sword light flew out of his chest, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest, which was hollow, and his heart had been shattered by the sword qi. What his dying gaze and the people he killed imagined.

"Boom" The white-robed old man beckoned, and in front of the sky, several electric snakes floated by, and then a purple thunderbolt several zhang thick fell from the sky, splitting the body of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor into flying ashes, and it was wiped out together with the Yuan Shen, and it could not be reborn forever.

The sword light returned to the old man's body, and the torrent of sword qi and monstrous demonic qi immediately dissipated, and those shattered spaces also returned to calm, leaving only the ruins of a thousand zhang in radius, and the huge palace was even more in shambles.

The white-robed old man walked directly from the air step by step towards the commander of the Jinyi Guard. He glanced at Han Li, who had a vague breath, and took out two pills from his arms and handed them over. The Jinyi Guards commanded the envoy to take the pill and immediately gave it to Han Li. The pill entered his body, and after a moment or three, Han Li's aura began to stabilize, and he was obviously out of danger.

He struggled to stand up, clenched his fists and said gratefully, "Thank you seniors for your help!" If the old man in the white robe hadn't come today, most of them would have died.

The white-robed old man smiled gently: "No need to do this, since this kind of demon who kills the common people has been encountered by the old man, he naturally can't sit idly by!"

At this time, a sword light flew from a distance, "Master, how is it?" A loud voice sounded, and the person who came was also a master.

The sword light landed, and a burly man wearing a six-door head-catcher official uniform walked quickly, with an anxious face, it was Yan Chixia.