"It's all nonsense! Since the old body has already made a move, he will not show mercy to his subordinates, the demon fox fire is just the beginning, now. ”

"Set fire to the six desires and burn the seven spirits. ”

The demon fox fire began to erupt, and the rolling waves of fire splashed in all directions, burning everything.

One by one, the monsters were devoured by this flame, and their bodies were undamaged, but the seven spirits were burned by the huge ** and turned into living dead.

The human flesh crematorium gurgled and screamed, moving like a living thing, and opened the lid to reveal a mouth like a strange mouth, and there were sharp teeth at the mouth.

The human crematorium swallowed a demon body into its abdomen, and the flames in the furnace burned.

Grandma Mo's original rickety figure, against such a backdrop, looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

A little squirrel demon kept retreating in the shadows, and the huge demon fox fire was about to hit him. A larger squirrel demon stood in front of him, trembling but hugging the little squirrel demon tightly.

Huge sword gangs fell from the sky. Split the demon fox fire.

"Bang!"

Zhang Baijian blew hundreds of zhang of qi, and the demon fox fire suddenly split, turning into two thousand-zhang long fire wings. The wings of fire fanned, and the wind blew. The blue flames mixed with the wind of destruction roared towards Zhang Baijian.

Click!

The flame storm raged, and the space also cracked black cracks under this brutal attack. The strange fluctuations that made everyone or the monster feel their scalps tingle and tighten all over their bodies leaked out of the black cracks.

Zhang Baijian's body turned, and the sixteen-fold explosion of the twelve-story building was launched with the previous word, and the wind and thunder were all down when the sword was swung, and the space was also torn out of the folds, without fear of fire wings.

"Heh! not bad!" Grandma Mo commented in the demon fox fire.

Then in the face of this terrifying sword, Grandma Mo just stretched out her hand that was as old and withered as a vine. The palm of her hand was gently raised, and countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth converged towards her palm at an extremely astonishing speed.

In just an instant, in the palm of his hand, it turned into a huge stone tablet hundreds of zhang long and more than 100 zhang wide.

on the stele. The terrifying and strange energy fluctuations that were entwined, this kind of energy fluctuations were beyond the scope of Zhang Baidao's understanding of energy forms. It seems to be because it has incorporated a rule that Zhang Baijian can't see through at all.

It seems that you can feel the strong vitality from the stone tablet, and this vitality is even bigger than Zhang Baidao's previous condensation with the Heavenly Shadow Stone in the Ancient Demon Cave. I've seen so much more. But at the same time, there is an unparalleled dead air.

This dead qi is extremely pure, and such a pure dead qi can only be slightly felt when the righteous Taoist priest explodes. But compared to the wisp of dead air generated by the self-explosion of the righteous Taoist, the stone tablet condensed by the energy in Grandma Mo's hand. The dead air contained in it is thousands of times greater.

The two powers, which are already complex and profound to the extreme, are so perfectly fused that they are like a virtual and simple reincarnation.

Although the feeling of this reincarnation is very light and extremely unstable, it makes Zhang Baijian feel that in the hands of Grandma Mo, everything in the world is faintly supported.

At this time, don't say that it's those monsters who are kneeling on the ground collectively and trembling. Even Zhang Baijian looked at the stone tablet in Grandma Mo's hand with a faint shock, and the thick fear in his eyes had made Zhang Baijian gradually turn his original offensive into a defensive position.

"Boom!"

The huge stone tablet was flipped between Grandma Mo's sleeves waving her palms. It was already like the sky was collapsing, and it was roaring towards Zhang Baijian.

A huge sword with a thunderous aura collided with the huge stone tablet.

Boom!

Boom!

The moment the purple thunderstorm collided with the huge stone monument, the whole world seemed to be about to completely collapse, and the violent trembling and crazy shaking made the monsters who were already lying on the ground cry.

Dozens of peaks not far away suddenly burst into bloom as if they were blooming, but in the blink of an eye, they were razed to the ground.

The purple thunderbolt gradually began to extinguish and collapse under the slap of the stone monument. Turned into an electric snake in the sky, and then fell overwhelmingly.

The monsters were killed and wounded, and the cries and screams were endless.

"What? Is that all? I thought you would be more amazing! You would be stupid enough to jump out and help youkai!"

A palm broke the blow of Zhang Baijian and gathered momentum. Grandma Mo smiled faintly, she had the chance to win. Compared with the kind of aura emitted by Zhang Baijian, her aura was even more powerful, in front of him, Zhang Baijian was like a tiny ant, but he was a giant.

"Fourth-Order Spiritual Platform, I'm not going to admit defeat so easily!" the purple thunder and lightning in the sky quickly changed. Towards Zhang Baijian converged, and in the moment of exhalation and inhalation, half of the Gang Qi and True Yuan consumed by Zhang Baijian had already recovered. His shouting was like a thunderbolt that shook and boomed through the heavens and the earth.

As Zhang Baijian's shouts fell, the purple thunder giant sword condensed into an entity and his whole person, turned into a purple lightning bolt and slashed towards Grandma Mo.

"Destiny is one!"

This self-created Heavenly Mandate Sword Technique was unleashed again. It's just that this time the realm and power are completely different, at this time, Zhang Baijian has really embarked on the road of sword creation, and has already integrated all kinds of swordsmanship into his own sword moves, and no longer needs to care about the so-called way of sword fusion.

"Good sword!

Grandma Mo looked at the thunder giant sword waved by Zhang Baijian lightly, and with a wave of her long sleeves, the space in front of her was suddenly torn apart, and a spatial crack nearly a hundred zhang long appeared in front of Zhang Baijian.

Sou!

Zhang Baiblade's Thunder Giant Sword was absorbed into the spatial crack, and it was about to be swept into the endless void.

Zhang Baijian gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Open it for me! Punish the sword style! Absolute sword style! Kill the sword style! Trap the sword style! Four swords in one!" The four most powerful swords of the Shangqing Nine Swords all burst out in an instant, overlapping with the Destiny of Heaven. The powerful sword momentum exploded through the void in an instant, rushed out of the spatial crack, and continued to walk towards Grandma Mo.

At this time, the little monk Lighting the lamp helplessly transferred the injured or young monsters under Zhang Baidao's instructions, and watched Zhang Baijian fight against Grandma Mo with a deep face.

He naturally knew that Zhang Baijian was by no means Grandma Mo's opponent.

No matter how deep Zhang Baidao's foundation was, and how mysterious the martial arts and techniques he cultivated, the gap between the fourth-order Lingtai and Zhengang was irreparable. It's a chasm of disparity.

To put it more professionally, the Lingtai was only refining and refining qi before. And after the spiritual platform is the refining of qi and the transformation of gods.

These are two distinct areas and grades.

Zhang Baijian practiced qi to cut the foundation and return to the yuan, and he could cut the true gang. But now that it's really good, it's almost impossible to kill Lingtai. Unless Zhang Baijian can open the three hundred and sixty-five apertures like never before**, the three hundred and sixty-five apertures** move together, merge with the primeval stars, and attract the blessing of the power of the primeval Zhou Tian stars. (To be continued.) )

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