Killed all the way, only a moment has nine demon kings were beheaded by the white crane under the sword, the two demon soldiers in the sky were connected, hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers were killed together, and the sound of killing shocked the nine heavens.

In this chaotic battlefield, Lin Mo Ancestor swept with his divine pupils, tightly locking on the figure of the white crane, he knew that if he didn't stop the other party, just one person and one sword of the other party would be enough to determine the direction of the entire battlefield.

"Thief, look at the move. Seeing that the white crane was like entering a no-man's land, almost a sword and a demon king, Linmo Ancestor hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, and pulled out a golden big knife with his backhand, and the golden light on it flowed, and the murderous aura was compelling.

"Looking for death!" Bai He turned around and raised the Zhuxian Sword to greet him, his eyes that were red from the evil qi came into the eyes of Lin Mo Ancestor, making his heart sudden, but his hand was even harder.

Bang!

The swords intersected, making a huge sound, even on this battlefield that shouted and killed, it was extremely harsh, and the powerful aftermath swept out, and those demon soldiers who couldn't dodge were swept away by the aftermath, and fell down from the waist by splitting in two, and the two of them collided hard, clearing out a hundred miles of open space from the dense battlefield.

Lin Mo Ancestor was shocked by the strong afterglow and flew out of the air for dozens of miles, his chest rolled for a while, and he hurriedly used his mana to stand still in the air, and when he looked at it, he saw that there was suddenly a thumb-sized gap on his golden knife, and he screamed in distress.

This golden knife is a strange treasure he got in his early years, the power is incomparable, it is rumored to be a certain demon god of the ancient heavenly court, and then the demon god was damaged in the lich, he inadvertently obtained, tens of thousands of years has been a treasure, I don't know how many enemies he has killed, today there is a gap, when it is really tears about to fall out.

On the other hand, Bai He, with a shock all over his body, took half a step back in the void, although his cultivation was not as good as the other party, but most of his strength was carried by the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and the force was very small. On the contrary, this blow made his eyes regain some clarity, and his mind affected by the evil qi gradually returned to normal.

"The knife is good. Bai He praised it, he was sincerely complimenting, after all, he had been getting the Zhuxian Sword for so long, and this was the first weapon that had not broken after a head-to-head confrontation.

But these words were very harsh in the ears of Lin Mo Old Ancestor, full of mockery, and he trembled with anger, and raised his knife again with a cold snort.

In an instant, he fought with the white crane, and the ancestor of Linmo gave full play to his experience in countless battles over the past ten thousand years, and did not collide head-on with the Zhuxian sword in the hand of the white crane, and used the tactics of guerrilla fighting.

Naturally, Lin Mo Ancestor is by no means easy, one of the things that can be achieved is that his strength is indeed a big realm higher than Bai He, if he doesn't calculate the treasure, Bai He is afraid that he will not be able to take ten moves under him, but it is a pity that the Zhuxian Sword is fierce, and he is forced to fight, and he doesn't even dare to be touched.

The second is that the golden knife in his hand is indeed a strange treasure, and the name is: Magic Sword, which is used by the Ancient Heavenly Court to kill the demon god who has violated the Heavenly Rules, ranking thirty-seventh in the Heavenly Court Blade Spectrum, which can be maintained in several encounters with the Zhuxian Sword.

If any of the two points were missing, Lin Mo Ancestor would have already been slashed by the sword of the white crane.

Even now, Lin Mo Ancestor is also extremely depressed, knowing that he is winning less and losing more, he can't help but look at his eyes when fighting, obviously looking for something, after a while, his eyes lit up, and he saw a figure in the distance that was three or four points similar to him was fighting, it was his son Lin Feng, he condensed the sound into a bundle with the Yuan Shen while fighting and passed it into the other party's ears.

"Feng'er, this white-robed demon king is powerful, I'm afraid to fight him for my father, but you look for an opportunity to escape from the battlefield, and go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to find the East China Sea Dragon King for help, hesitate, go quickly, go quickly. ”

Lin Feng was fighting, but suddenly his father's voice came to his ears, and he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly stabbed the demon general in front of him with a shot, turning his gaze to the place where Lin Mo Ancestor and Bai He were fighting.

I saw that the two of them were easy to kill, but if you look closely, you can find that most of them are the main attacks of the white cranes, and the ancestor of Linmo can only defend passively most of the time. Lin Feng thought for a moment, then slashed a few more demon soldiers, looking for an opportunity to hide below, ready to see what the situation was first.

"You're distracted. Just when Lin Mo transmitted the voice with a trace of Yuan Shen, Bai He's cold voice came from his ears, and he was horrified in his heart, countless years of fighting experience saved his life at this moment, and almost instinctively stood the magic knife on the left side, bang!

The magic knife and the Zhuxian sword confronted each other again, and with a click, the magic knife was broken in two from the original gap.

"The reaction is good!" When Bai He spoke, a black and white divine thunder condensed in his left hand, which was blatantly imprinted on the chest of Lin Mo Ancestor. The Yin and Yang Void Divine Thunder is a magical power in the Tai Void Yin Yang Dao that he has cultivated.

Lin Mo Ancestor really deserved the word Ancestor, and in the face of this situation, his heart moved, and the ink-colored battle armor that had resisted the sword qi of Zhu Xian reappeared, turning into a light shield to protect himself.

Bang!

The Divine Thunder Seal produced a powerful impact on the shield, and Lin Mo Ancestor took this opportunity to retreat quickly. A series of reactions can be called the extreme, but the magic sword has been broken, and there is nothing to stop the power of the immortal sword.

The white crane looked proud, and it seemed that he had won the battle.

But at this moment, a hazy golden light rose from the magic knife in the hand of the Lin Mo Ancestor who was flying upside down, and a simple spell jumped into his mind, he has been invincible since he got the magic knife, not to mention being cut off, not even a wound, and he didn't know that the magic knife with a broken path would have such a change.

With the analysis of this incantation, Lin Mo Ancestor showed joy on his face, and laughed in his heart: "Creation, creation, I see, so the odds of winning have greatly increased." ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recite the simple incantation in his mouth, and the desolate and atmospheric incantation came out of his mouth, as if he had traveled through the primeval period and descended to the present.

I saw that the magic knife was shining with his incantation, spreading in the disconnection, and when the incantation ended, it was still intact again.

Bai He's face suddenly gloomy, he didn't expect this change, if this magic knife can be infinitely regenerated, I am afraid that with the cultivation and experience shown by Lin Mo Ancestor, he may not be able to take him down today.

"I can't believe that you can even fight an opponent of this level so hard. A voice, as if sighing, sounded helplessly in Bai He's ears.

Bai He was stunned for a moment, and when he heard Ling Xian's voice, he fell silent and did not answer.

Ling Xian sighed, he didn't want to make a move and let Bai He solve it by himself, but now it seems that it is obviously a little unrealistic.

At this moment, Lin Mo Ancestor held the reborn magic knife and killed with unparalleled confidence.

At the same time, a boundless evil aura suddenly rose from the Zhuxian Sword, and the powerful sword qi rushed straight into the sky, Ling Xian suddenly opened his sword eyes, and the powerful Yuan Shen power controlled the Zhuxian Sword, and then pulled the white crane to slash out with a sword.

"I'll teach you, the Zhuxian Sword is used like this, a broken knife can also become a reliance, it's a joke!" Ling Xian's domineering words sounded in Bai He's ears, and then Bai He felt a huge force coming from the Zhuxian Sword, and he actually pulled himself to move, and slashed out from top to bottom.

A white sword qi flew out from the Immortal Sword, the speed was extremely fast, as if it did not belong to this space, and the white crane recognized that it was the Spirit Slashing Sword Qi that broke the Twelve Yuan Chen Array in the Immortal Dao Hall last time.

Lin Mo Ancestor waited intently, and used all his strength to meet the sword, but he did not have the feeling of slashing the entity, only to see that as soon as this white sword qi touched the magic knife, it actually slashed straight into the inside of the magic knife, as if it was not an entity, and then something shocked Lin Mo happened, the magic weapon that had been refined by him for countless years, at this moment, he lost contact with himself, and this sword qi could actually cut the original god that the master attached to the magic weapon.

"Bai Heshang, kill him now!" Ling Xian let out a sound with the power of the primordial god and gradually closed his sword eyes.