The music under the stage is long and long, and the sound is in the ears.

The thunder resounded, the lightning shot out of the ninefold firmament, the clouds shook, the volley palm print disappeared in an instant, turning into nothing, Zuo Xuantong's face was cold, and he understood that the current situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him, and the invisible pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger.

Many eyes gathered, and on the young man standing on the stage, there seemed to be a rolling momentum, rushing towards Qingcang, the sky and the earth, a distant tune gradually rose, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses killed the battlefield, and the strong murderous aura rushed to the sky.

The power of the eyes was like lightning, and the tenfold sword intent slowly spread, and the cold edge in the pupils suddenly appeared, life and death, Canglong appeared, an ancient and huge Canglong phantom appeared behind Chen Nan, and a desolate, dusty majestic aura was spreading.

Canglong roared angrily for nine days, a melodious fluttering song, endless, the sound of fighting seemed to sound in his ears, the battle intent was rolling, the murderous aura was galloping, and the breath of destruction was scattered from the mouth of the dragon, and a wave of white qi seemed to destroy everything in front of him.

The man sitting quietly in the audience, the yin and yang pattern on his head, the Tai Chi eye, the crazy rotation of the yin and yang fish, the black and white light are intertwined, the young man on the stage, the momentum is even stronger, the boundless power of the mountains and rivers, roaring wantonly, entrenched in the world, like a mountain and river, across the eyes, indestructible.

Before Chen Nan, he didn't use all his strength at all, when dealing with Yi Yan, he just used the simplest and rough way of fighting to end the other party's life, and now under the pressure of Zuo Xuantong's huge power, he finally used the power that made people tremble, a congenital disciple, is he going against the sky?

Sen Leng is arrogant, domineering for nine days, standing at the peak, overlooking the world, several old people are also extremely excited in their eyes, their fingers are inadvertently trembling, looking at such a disciple, showing a peerless edge in Jiuxiao, whether it is like many years ago, the man at the peak of Jiuxiao, with long hair dancing wildly, on the king of the sword immortal realm, and the will under the sky, compete with each other.

They seemed to see a demon that was not allowed to exist under the heavens, and gradually released his dazzling brilliance, illuminating the entire Nine Heavens, seizing the eyes of heaven and earth, this power made people shocked and trembled.

The mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are combined, not only the love that transcends the world, but also the most direct embodiment of the great power of the mountains and rivers, they saw in the body of a congenital disciple that is enough to shake the heavens, is faith, but also the undefeated will, above the heavens, only me.

The young man's clothes fluttered, his expression was indifferent, without waves, but there was a monstrous power released wildly, Zuo Xuantong in front of him was shocked and frightened, was that a congenital disciple, why was that power so terrifying, making him almost desperate.

"No!" Zuo Xuantong roared angrily, watching the young man lightly point his finger from the sky, like a spiritual rhino, but there was an endless edge, diffusing in the sound of Xiao Killing that cut people's souls in his ears, spreading, a sword in the void, the verdict came, Zuo Xuantong looked up to the sky and roared, and the Yuan Force of his whole body was about to burst out wildly, and the shocking red light appeared, reflecting half of the Tianxia, dazzling and dazzling.

The sword of ten thousand laws, the sword can be the law of all things, all things can be the same as the sword, the sword is left in the heart, the sword intent is endless, the ten-fold sword is intended to roar in the mountains and rivers, spreading despair, the sound of killing is getting higher and higher, impatient, the dragon seems to be angry, in front of its eyes, all living beings are not allowed to stand, the dragon kills seven times, the heavens are destroyed, mortal martial arts, under the eternal will of immortality, can also break the sky.

The mountains and rivers are roaring and rolling, endless, the young man is calm like water, no joy and no sorrow, but the monstrous domineering, immortal, the heavens are the only ones who live forever, man is the spirit of all things, I am the spirit, the supreme!

The dragon roared, the mountains and rivers trembled, the tenfold sword intent rushed like the huge waves of the Yangtze River, the momentum was monstrous and the killing intent was rolling, one finger crushed the power of heaven and earth, the thunder rioted, the shock was raging, the breath of destruction in the eyes was endless, an ancient flame, spreading wildly, the sword of ten thousand laws, the sword of the lord of heaven and earth, among the mountains and rivers scroll, there seemed to be something trembling, endless magic, tumbling.

The red glow is all over the sky, a finger stays immortal, the sword qi is pervasive, the universe is cleansed, the red dust is broken, and a sword returns to the outer sky, everyone's hearts are trembling wildly, looking at the void with a finger, crushing towards the sky Hongxia, colliding together, as if to break the nine heavens.

The breath of destruction spreads, the strong Yuan Force in the red sky is agitated, Zuo Xuantong's desperate attack, the powerful divine power of the cultivator, against the innate disciple, the undefeated will of a peerless demon, who wins and who loses?

"Boom!"

The void exploded, the earth of the Nine Heavens shook, the red glow covered half of the sky, shrouded, the dragon roared in front, the mountains and rivers moved, the sword intent broke everything, the rotation speed of the yin and yang patterns became more and more terrifying, and the white-clothed young man in the audience was completely intoxicated with the melodious and continuous killing tune, the killing intent was rolling, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse was immortal.

The power of mountains and rivers collided with the red light condensed by the majestic Yuan Force, the space was constantly trembling, this battle platform was suddenly shattered, and it couldn't withstand the power that exceeded the limit, the disciples in the audience looked horrified, several old people suddenly waved their hands, and a more solid enchantment instantly shrouded the below, the red glow in the sky reflected the pupils, the young man's figure was like electricity, and the thunder was raging, and a finger crushed it, the void was shattered, the sword intent was monstrous, and the sharp edge was sharp, cutting the red glow.

"Snort!" In the red glow, the more dazzling blood red sprayed, a wisp of blood floated in the air, the tune in the ear, became a low and lonely a little, the sound of suppression, as if it was screaming, the sword qi crossed, and thousands of sword intents descended suddenly, cutting a body, a thousand holes, and even the round and brilliant golden pill in it, were rapidly withering down, dissipating into the purest yuan force between heaven and earth.

The demon was born, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood.

The young man stood in the air, carrying mountains and rivers, the phantom of the dragon, and the momentum of wanting to kill the heavens was extremely rising, in his eyes, there seemed to be a black gas pouring in, the rolling magic power was boundless, and its trembling demonic energy rose in the void, covering the sky, and the mountains and rivers picture scroll finally broke a thing, dyeing the eight absolute veins in the body black, in the distance, the demonic energy rolled, the monstrous magic covered the sky, the clouds were dense, the lightning and thunder roared, and several old people in the void changed their complexions abruptly.

"The Demon Sealing Altar is broken!"

Chen Nan's body, bloomed a big tree, pure black, lush branches and leaves, a few dark fruits, quietly hanging in it, the young man's eyes, turned into the deepest darkness, the whole person became extremely domineering, crazy, trembling, people panic.

As the most powerful existence of the Nine Heavens Gate, they understood what terrible things had happened, and then four figures appeared in the void, and nine people were standing, but their faces were extremely ugly, and in the Demon Sealing Altar, there was a peerless Demon King sealed, which was not a lie.

"Demon Dao Bodhi, seal the demon altar, the demon king is born!" Everyone was shocked, on Chen Nan's body, the breath changed completely, as if he was about to fall and sink, the young man roared angrily for nine days, but a big tree full of magic still grew out of his *, and was connected with his flesh and blood, and the whole person looked extremely weird and terrifying.

The tumbling demonic qi was monstrous, the demonic clouds spread over, and on the nine-sky rooftop, a layer of light appeared in an instant, which was the mountain protection array, which was activated at this moment, and the endless demonic qi of the heavenly dome was surging wildly, wanting to cover the sky, and countless of them were ghostly and resentful, and let out a sharp roar.

"Swear to death, defend Jiuxiao!" Several old people in the void, their faces became extremely heavy, they understood how much power the demon king who had been suppressed for many years would have, but over the years, although he was a little stubborn, but for Jiuxiao, everyone's loyalty was far more than these disciples, elders, they, where they grew up, couldn't forget the teacher's diligent teachings, and whenever the pictures of these years were vivid, they felt ashamed of their ancestors.

The tune is high, tragic, a song goes to the past and never returns, when the martyrs go and return, "Offend me in the nine skies, until death!"

The sound of generosity Miao Miao rose, the sound of the piano entered the ears, several old people looked solemnly, looking at the void, countless disciples were horrified, and the tragic and desolate will spread, in their eyes, for the first time, a long-lost emotion appeared, "There is no way to protect the Tao, heaven and earth are indestructible!"

The young man in the audience, the yin and yang robes were violent, his face was a little resolute, in his eyes, only resolute, fearless, on the high platform, only a young man was left roaring wildly, roaring in the sky, carrying the demon path Bodhi, and the endless magic power on the sky finally came to his eyes.

The sky became gloomy, gloomy and terrifying, the low-pressure demon clouds kept rolling, mixed with the destruction of purple light, resentful spirits, and fierce ghosts made a sharp whistling sound in madness, and on a layer of enchantment, the rolling demon clouds seemed to crush the heavens and the earth, and from it, seven feathers fell.

Six white and one black, seemingly weak feathers, but there is the power of ten thousand mountains, endless magic power is in it, and it is pressed down heavily, space, cracked, enchantment, instantly crushed, torn apart, under the suppression of monstrous demons, the nine heavens rooftop, trembling, as if about to collapse.

The magic power invaded the mind, many disciples died instantly, the body dissolved and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, the white bones were also dissolving, death, the breath of despair continued to spread, the strength was low, there was almost no room for resistance, just that demonic energy, it had supreme power, corroding the earth, and the sky was trembling.

The power of the mighty shore, the demonic qi rolling, the demonic path Bodhi is growing stronger and stronger, the branches and leaves are spreading, absorbing and exuding demonic energy, in Chen Nan's mind, there seems to be an ancient giant beast, roaring wildly again, occupying his eyes, and the invading demonic energy, constantly fighting.

"No!" Chen Nan looked up to the sky and roared, he didn't allow it, this demonic energy was too domineering, the seven feathers fell, heavy and terrifying, the nine old men, all showed a dignified and solemn expression, the monstrous power that belonged to them suddenly erupted, the sky was full of brilliance, and a layer of light film emerged, struggling to support Jiuxiao, so as not to be crushed into ashes by this magic power.

An incomparable sharp light in the young man's eyes pierced the heavens and fell into the seven feathers, the throbbing magic power was extremely rich, and in the young man's body, from the dantian, a peerless divine sword, instantly arrived in his hand, the sky rose up, the young man held the sword, the sword light flashed, and the edge broke the sky.

It seems that the sword, the overlord, is the sky, and wants to compete with the demonic qi that covers it, several old people felt the sharp sword qi, and couldn't help but look back, and were suddenly shocked, "That's, the sword of the sky!"

The tragic music spread endlessly, and in the distant sky above Jiuxiao, a figure swept madly, it was an old man, with a white beard, a majestic complexion, and his angry hair rushed to the crown, seeing this majestic demonic qi suppressing Jiuxiao, his pupils were moistened a little, and the color of blood red appeared, "Kill!"

A loud shout shocked the nine heavens, the Xuanyin broke through the sky, the old man reached the demonic qi rolling, the seven feathers fell, both hands were in the sky, a huge yuan force was better than the power of the nine peak masters, and even let the seven feathers in the air, stagnant for a moment.

But it was only a moment, and the rolling yuan power in the seven feathers became more and more intense, and the pure black and white color fell, as if it was about to crush the earth, and he walked towards the crazy young man who was carrying the Demon Dao Bodhi below and holding the Heavenly Divine Sword.

"Uncle Shi!"

The expressions of several peak masters changed at this moment, some surprises, but also a little sad, if Chen Nan was sober, he knew that the old man was the guardian elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he was actually the peak master's uncle, three generations of disciples, Jiuxiao was in trouble, and he struggled to resist, and he only used his hand to open up a glimmer of life for Jiuxiao's disciples.

Looking at Chen Nan, the old man became excited, and roared angrily, "Cangtian Divine Sword, it's Cangtian Divine Sword, senior brother!"

The demonic qi suppressed the heavenly dome, as if to destroy everything, the seven feathers fell ruthlessly, destroying all vitality, and the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion could hardly cleanse the catastrophe of the heavens, the universe was turbulent, and under the endless rolling demon clouds, on the void, an old man at dusk came slowly, and the figure was extremely fragile, as if it could be easily blown away as long as there was a gust of wind.

However, the back is straight, like a peerless sword breaking through the sky, the old man's steps are heavy, but there is an incomparable will, the majesty is monstrous, even the rolling demon clouds, the terrible seven feathers, can not suppress the existence, Chen Nan was stunned, that person, so familiar, it was the black-haired man on the scroll, and it was also the old madman on the back peak.

It's just that on that face, the traces of the vicissitudes of life come into view, and he has not met for a short time, he has become old, with gray hair and a vain breath, just a will, endlessly, on his body, as if reflecting the shocking of the year, a sword in the sky, in the void, a sword returns, the magic cloud oscillated, trembled, the sword intent is too strong, the heavens are unstoppable, and the magic power surrenders.

"Ahem, old age, let's disperse!" The old man coughed, waved his hand, and a wisp of sword intent was terrifying, and the heaven and earth were stunned, rolling magic, as if pierced by a sword, and it was gradually dissipating and fading.

"Second Senior Uncle!" Several old men burst into tears, seeing the arrival of this late old man, they seemed to have a lot of sentimentality and nostalgia, and the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also had red eyes, "Second Senior Brother!"

The demon clouds in the sky dispersed, the seven feathers panicked, and each fled quickly in all directions, losing the support of this magic power, the demon Bodhi on Chen Nan's body was also quickly retracted into his body, a trace of strange power, such as holy brilliance, reflected on Chen Nan's body, bathing like a god, but the young man, but slowly fell asleep, still holding in his hand, the invincible sword of the sky.

Everyone looked up at the top of their heads, restoring the clear void, it seemed that after the catastrophe, several old people met, the old man in the twilight, the old man with white hair and half a foot in the earth, was actually the one who once shook the sky, broke the sky with a sword, and fought against the king of the fairy world, domineering, arrogant, and unstoppable.

It's just that the years are ruthless, three thousand snow silks are like a waterfall hanging down the shawl, the old man's eyes are cloudy, and he keeps coughing, as if he used that sword, and his breath is a little more sluggish