Eight-clawed Heavenly Demon.

This is the honorific title of this powerhouse from the demon world, and the name makes the Heavenly Martial Artists present feel a little unfamiliar.

He is not a martial artist of the same era as Qingyang Huan, he became famous ten thousand years ago, and he was the peak Tianjiao martial artist of the younger generation of the demon clan back then, second only to that generation of demons.

Under the long years, the accumulation is very terrifying, and this strong man from the demon clan has already gone beyond the realm of the king.

At this moment, the claws of the eight-clawed heavenly demon were attached to the stars, and the monstrous demonic flames were swirling all over his body.

For a while, the stars surrounding him all seemed a little dim, and the surging qi made the powerhouses of the same realm show their solemnity.

Quasi-Emperor!

The nine-tailed fox girl squinted at the autumn water and stared at the eight-clawed heavenly demon.

The title of quasi-emperor, this is a title on the road of martial arts.

The demon powerhouse in front of him has condensed the star of life, has insight into the mysteries of the long river of fate, and has initially controlled a trace of the mystery of the emperor realm, and he has stepped into the emperor road with one foot.

However, the emperor realm is the emperor realm, even if you step into it in half a step, you still can't enter an inch after ten thousand years, and you can accumulate the foundation over the years, but you can't really live in the realm of the martial arts emperor.

"Rotten!"

Compared with the solemnity in the eyes of the nine-tailed fox girl, Qingyang Huan groaned softly, even if the momentum of the eight-clawed heavenly demon had already swirled around the sky.

The momentum of the eight-clawed heavenly demon caused the stars to dim, the thunder surged, the demonic energy almost obscured the sky, and in the thick demonic mist, the figure of the god of death and the demon sickle seemed to be about to spread the demonic intent of death to the heavens and the earth.

The sun and moon hung upside down, the color of heaven and earth changed, and between the flow of ideas, the law of heaven and earth continued to be shattered and reborn, and a little purple light bloomed in Qingyanghuan, reflecting the magnificent heaven and earth, blocking the impact from the demonic energy.

Quasi-emperor?

In today's situation, such a title is just a title.

Even he himself has already feigned the long river of fate, found his own destiny star, and transcended the realm of the king.

But that's all there is to it!

The Godless road is near the corner, but it is far away at the end of heaven and earth.

The eight-clawed heavenly demon has come to this state, and it is more the accumulation of years.

Thousands of years of time have allowed him to integrate his whole body, and the talent from martial arts has also reached the limit, if there is no opportunity to create, he can only stop here.

It seems to be a majestic title, but it is a trace of comfort for these rotten people, why should the real strong be covered up with 'quasi', the title of quasi-emperor is just pasting gold on his face.

Crossing the scope of the royal realm, but never sold into the emperor's road, in this embarrassing situation, failed to condense the emperor's throne, but did not want to be involved with the royal realm, so the title of quasi-emperor appeared.

Well, it's only half a step away from the Emperor Realm.

It's almost there, only half a step away.

Woo!

The miserable whimpering sound accompanied by the slashing of the Death Scythe resounded throughout this heaven and earth, and the Death Scythe held in the hands of the Eight-Clawed Heavenly Demon was like opening the entire heaven and earth world at this moment, straight to the top of the Nine Heavens.

The scythe stirred up the vast starry sky world, one after another stars surrounded the scythe, like a small embellishment, and in the depths of the starry sky, a world filled with the breath of death was summoned.

The galaxy falls, and the hell opens!

Martial arts reached such a realm, and in one breath and one breath, he had already triggered the vision of heaven and earth, wanting to swallow Qingyang Huan whole.

Roar!

In the face of the attacking Death Scythe, Qing Yanghuan punched out his fists together, evolving the Heavenly Fist Technique, and the fist techniques were intertwined, and behind him, illusory and hazy Flood Beast Shadows floated everywhere.

Airplanes!

The aura of the ancient desolation was like an ocean recoiling, sending out a roar that shook the void, originating from the imprint engraved in the depths of the Ten Thousand Daos, and was drawn out under the aura of chaos and unity.

A dazzling divine light burst out from the boxing technique, and all the beasts behind it moved together, as if they were alive, and the Dao light gathered by ten thousand paths was intertwined outside, shining like stars.

Rumble!

Qing Yanghuan's fist slammed the Death Scythe, and suddenly there was a magnificent impact sound, like a star bursting open, sweeping out a magnificent sound wave, the galaxy was annihilated, and the void overturned.

Suddenly, the warriors who stood outside the four directions fell backwards one by one, their eardrums were shaken by the roar, and their blood and qi were about to be dispersed.

A dazzling black light penetrated the heavens and the earth, piercing through the nine heavens and breaking the Yellow Spring Hell, and the terrifying scene filled the world outside of Wanyuan.

The power of the quasi-emperor is beyond imagination, and penetrating the world is just an idle matter, shattering the galaxy and destroying time and space.

The battle between Qingyang Huan and the Demon Quasi-Emperor entered the vast starry sky almost as soon as possible, and the stars were annihilated into chaos.

The Death Scythe that evolved into a 10,000-zhang scythe slashed across the void, and the void was annihilated everywhere it passed, pulling a hellish world into Qingyang Huan, and the clicking sound produced by the collision of the worlds sounded chilling.

In the hell world, illusory figures roared and roared, bound by the divine chain, and subjected to the explosion of the sea of swords and fire.

In the hell world, illusory figures are cooking in the copper tripod, the dark flames of death are burning the soul, and the body is stripped by the fierce ghost knife.

The punishment from hell made many lives mourn, and even more exaggerated the horror of time and space.

The eight-clawed Heavenly Demon wielding the demon scythe, standing in the starry sky like a god, evolved into a magnificent emperor statue, which was a demon god, standing in the hell world.

Like the master who controls hell, although it only manifests a wisp of majesty that belongs to the godless realm, it suppresses this vast galaxy.

"King Yama!"

Seeing the illusory divine shadow in the middle of hell, Qingyang Huan also showed a touch of surprise, this demon quasi-emperor really has two brushes.

Compared to the eight-clawed Heavenly Demon standing in the galaxy, Qing Yanghuan's body was very small, like a wisp of dust floating in the starry sky, and he faced the falling death scythe.

The towering figure of the eight-clawed heavenly demon almost submerged the entire galaxy with a stirring momentum.

Boom!

His fist collided with the Death Demon Scythe, and the sonorous sound resounded throughout the universe, followed by a ray of chaotic Dao light that exploded in Qingyang Huan's hand, spreading in all directions, washing away the terrifying image of hell.

Turning his fist into a palm, he held the huge Death Scythe, and the Chaos Dao Light spread along the huge scythe blade towards the blade, like a tumbling river, and soon swept through the hands of the eight-clawed demon god.

"Look for death!"

Feeling that Qing Yang Huan wanted to seize the Death Scythe, the eight-clawed Heavenly Demon let out a long roar, and the other fist went down towards Qing Yang Huan's imprint.

Rumble!

The big hand holding the magic scythe didn't let go, Qing Yanghuan waved another fist and slammed into the huge magic fist like a star.

The roar exploded, and the huge demon fist like a mountain collapsed, like a mountain crashing and the ground cracked, the demon blood poured out, and the mountains poured.

Qing Yang Huan's fist power penetrated into the arm of the Eight-Clawed Heavenly Demon, and suddenly the muscles and bones exploded like a thunderous roar.

The pain-eating eight-clawed Heavenly Demon roared angrily, but he couldn't stop the huge figure from gradually shrinking, and he was beaten back to his original form in the middle of his breath.

Boom!

At this moment, Qing Yang Huan shot again, and his fist swung towards the big hand of the eight-clawed Heavenly Demon holding the demon sickle.

Looking at this scene in the void of the four directions, it seemed that there was a little silence, and the arm of the demon quasi-emperor was broken alive.

Qingyang Huan turned his palm into a knife, and slashed down again and again, the blood and bones poured and splashed, the demon blood dripped and turned into a raging demon fire, and the battle bones were cut off to reveal hideous bone spurs.

Large swaths of flesh and blood fell, turning into the size of mountains and stars in the breath, and there were suddenly more lakes of blood burning in the starry sky.

"Bastard!"

The Eight-Clawed Heavenly Demon roared angrily, and the quasi-imperial soldiers were taken away, which was a great shame for him.

This scythe was obtained by him from a ruin in the depths of the starry sky, and it has been stored for thousands of years, only to ascend to the throne on his behalf, and completely erase the broken mark of the human race in the depths of the scythe.

In the future, after cultivation, it may not be impossible to turn into a demon emperor soldier.

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