Seeing the Demon Banner in Fang Ling's hand, the billowing black qi and red light instantly rushed to the black skeleton, the black skull that had been forced to retreat to Fang Ling's side by the sun and moon giant grinding, and in an instant, it turned into a huge figure covered in red and black.

This figure is three feet tall, surrounded by black and red breath all over his body. At the moment when the sun and moon were pressed down, I saw that figure suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed towards the rolling sun and moon.

As soon as that strange figure appeared, it made many people's hearts tremble. In particular, some monks whose cultivation has not yet reached the foundation building, the moment they saw that strange figure, they felt as if this figure was about to crush their minds.

But even so, they wanted to see if the demon shadow turned into on this Ling Black Banner could capture the sun and moon. After all, the brilliant giant mill is not comparable to ordinary strength.

Huo Dongjie, who was in the scorching sun, showed a sneer on his face, which was a faint and disdainful sneer. Although Fang Ling's Demon Shadow was very weird, he didn't believe that with this Demon Shadow, he could suppress his Tonghui Sword Technique.

He himself incarnated into the scorching sun, and his psychic magic weapon flying sword incarnated into the silver moon, so complementary to each other, it was not his strength alone, it should be said that at this moment, he exerted four, or even five of his powers.

What's more, Liangyi's great ability is specialized in breaking all kinds of demonic attacks, even if this demonic shadow is extraordinary, it can only be ground into powder under the power of the Taiyin Sun.

Just as there was a disdainful smile on his face, the big red and black hands. The sun and moon have been seized separately. The billowing black and red qi accompanied the hands towards the scorching sun and the silver moon.

The sun and the moon are mighty, but they are caught in the void by a pair of arms!

The moment that happened in this moment. Many people's eyes widened. Although many people believed that in the end, it was the rolling sun and moon giant mill that wanted to turn Fang Ling into powder, but they really couldn't believe that the ghost shadow on Fang Ling's imperial demon banner actually blocked the sun and moon from turning into a giant mill, even if this kind of resistance, it would eventually be crushed.

"Fang Ling, I'll see how long you can hold on!" Huo Dongjie let out a long laugh. The power of the rolling sun turned into a glass pure fire, and the power of the Taiyin turned into pure water of nine dews, burning towards the black and red qi.

Glass fire. Specializing in burning the obscure things of heaven and earth, and the pure water of the nine dews is formed by the convergence of innate yin qi, wherever it goes. All things melt. In Huo Dongjie's opinion. As long as this method is deployed, the strange red and black qi will definitely be able to break through.

It's a pity that the moment the glazed pure fire and the nine dew pure water and the black and red qi collided, they were entangled together, showing an evenly matched situation. Even Huo Dongjie desperately urged the two, but he didn't break the black and red qi.

And the distance between the two wheels continued to disperse as the shadow raised his hand.

The sun and the moon menstruate the day. It can be described as unparalleled. But as the sun and moon were separated, Huo Dongjie, who was incarnated as the scorching sun, felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body. He was confronted by the strange shadow. An impulse arose in my heart.

An urge that made him feel very uncomfortable, an urge to destroy Miè, an urge to destroy Miè along with Fang Ling.

And those weird red and black qi were like maggots on the tarsal bones, pressing the earth-destroying breath in his heart so hard that he couldn't move. As the distance between the sun and the moon continues to increase, the sun, the moon, and the sun, the tendency of the sun to wear away all things, have begun to collapse.

"What a Fang Ling, but today, you will definitely die!" With angry words spit out from Huo Dongjie's mouth, accompanied by this angry voice, I saw Huo Dongjie's hands pinched, and a red and white light rushed out of his body.

At this moment of shining light, the surrounding endless heaven and earth aura, as if encountering a huge sucker, rushed towards the red sun that Huo Dongjie had turned into. And the silver moon transformed by the psychic magic weapon also began to swell.

"Click!"

In the soft voice, not only the red and black qi were suppressed, but even the hands that grabbed the sun and moon also began to crack one after another at this time.

"False infant stage, this is the cultivation of false infant stage!" A Jindan real person looked at Huo Dongjie, whose strength had increased tenfold all of a sudden, with a hint of shock in his words, for Jindan-level monks, what they were thinking about was to enter the false infant stage one day, and then enter the Yuan Infant realm.

However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, and few Jindan monks have reached this dream, so the position of the ancestor is difficult to shake.

The scorching sun and silver moon were getting closer and closer, and the huge mill that crushed the heavens and the earth had already begun to crush the hands of the black shadow in just a moment of operation. The cracks, the five fingers, the entire palm, are beginning to crumble at a rate that can be seen with the naked eye.

It only took a quarter of an hour to be able to grind this demon shadow to pieces, and once the demon shadow was shattered, Fang Ling would definitely die without a place to bury under this earth-shattering sun and moon.

"Dao is only now using the strength of the fake infancy, Huo Daoyou is really extraordinary!" Lan Pingzi's words were filled with deep emotion. He called Huo Dongjie a Taoist friend at this time, but put Huo Dongjie in the same position as them.

And such a title is not inappropriate in the eyes of other ancestors, Huo Dongjie can afford to be called like this. After all, this is a step that has already entered the storage of the Yuan Baby. What's more, today's sun and moon meridians are greatly grinded, and they already have the ability to crush an ordinary infant ancestor into powder.

Liu Qiushui flicked his fingers and said lightly: "Dongjie is good, but this Rubik's Cube Ling is also very good, and the current disciples of the Six Sects of the Scornful God are afraid that they will respect this kid, but it's a pity that the killing is too heavy to stay." ”

"No matter how strong he is, in front of our disciples who shake the heavens, there is only one way to die. Lu Wanlin smiled, and said with flattery.

Liu Qiushui smiled and didn't speak, but in his expression, it seemed that he appreciated Lu Wanlin's words very much.

Although Lan Pingzi and the others felt that Lu Wanlin's flattery was a bit naked, they didn't feel that there was anything else, after all, in their opinion, Fang Ling at this time had no possibility of dodging.

Facing this earth-shattering double wheel, Fang Ling felt that he had two methods, one was to urge the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder True Solution, and the other was to urge the Nine Heavens Holy Blood. His Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword had not yet been cultivated and was not ready to use it, so after a little hesitation, he chose the Jiuli Holy Blood.

Just after a moment of silence, Fang Ling shook the Demon Banner vigorously, and the Demon Shadow, which had only half of his body left, roared wildly, and a desolate and violent aura exploded directly on his body.

The blood-red sword light, like lightning, swung out of the blood shadow!

The Burning Blood Divine Sword is not a psychic magic weapon, let alone an ancient treasure, but it was made by An Chengming's master with great mana, and it is extremely sharp, and it can cut all things in heaven and earth.

And at this time, this sword light was held in the hand that had urged the holy blood of Jiuli to turn into a purple-red blood shadow for a while, and it was even more like a fish in water, and between the sword light, it slashed down towards the sun and moon with a groundbreaking power.

Fang Ling's cultivation throughout his body at this time had been applied to the Demon Flag, and it could be said that this blow was already his strongest blow.

The knife has passed, the sun and the moon are broken!

Just in an instant, the purple-red light was dazzling, and there was an aura like the sky and the earth cracking. Even if it is a Jindan real person, he can only close his eyes under this breath.

And at the moment when they closed their eyes, the rolling sword light had already cut through the sun and moon, and Huo Dongjie, who had become the scorching sun, shook his body and quickly retreated at the moment when the scorching sun was slashed.

He didn't believe that he had lost the victory, but he couldn't help but accept the fact. He must withdraw from the range of the sword light, if he can't retreat from this range, there is only one way to die waiting for him.

He didn't want to die, so he had to retreat.

And the psychic magic weapon screamed even more, and at the moment when it turned into a sword again, it blocked the approach of the Burning Blood Divine Sword. But this block, it's a little late. The moment the Blood Burning Divine Knife that was urged with all its strength slashed down on the long sword, the long sword flew backwards.

It's not that the long sword of the psychic magic wave is inferior to Fang Ling's Burning Blood Divine Sword, but there is a huge difference in the power that acts on the two.

The sword flew upside down, and there was a wail. And just like the maggot on the tarsal bone, there was a violent aura that implied that at the moment when it rushed into Huo Dongjie's body, Huo Dongjie couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. This blood didn't hurt Huo Dongjie much, but at this time, Huo Dongjie's heart became more and more gloomy.

Defeated! He urged the cultivation of the false infancy stage, and he used his strongest move, but he was defeated by Fang Ling's strange blood shadow.

How is this possible, according to the script that has always been made, it should be that he defeated the evil demon Fang Ling, and he should become the second Yan Ancestor.

But defeat is defeat, in front of everyone's eyes, what else can he say, what can he say, the sadness in his heart makes him feel extremely uncomfortable. But he could only endure this discomfort.

The sword light was like a match, still approaching him. Although he knew that this sword light was already at the end of the strong crossbow, it didn't mean that he could catch it.

Stand back, step back!

He retreated quickly, but just as he was about to withdraw from the range of the sword light, a fist fell from the void and slammed down on his body. The fist was a pale golden color, and the moment it fell, it smashed into his face.

This punch was not very heavy, but with the smashing of this punch, he felt as if his face had opened a pickle shop, and all kinds of sour and spicy feelings filled his heart at once, and his body involuntarily rushed towards the earth.

"Bang", like a wild dog on the ground, Huo Dongjie smashed directly to the ground. But at this moment, Fang Ling was not ready to let him go!(To be continued......)

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