"Who's going to help me?"

In the face of Huang Weiyang's question, Hei Jia laughed a few times, his tone suddenly became arrogant and conceited, and there was a trace of coldness for no reason, and he said in a deep voice: "Between this heaven and earth, who is qualified to help me?"

Hei Jia's voice turned from low to high-pitched, as if asking himself or announcing it, but his gaze was neither at Huang Weiyang nor at anyone else, there was nothing in his eyes, just an empty heaven and earth, revealing a touch of brilliance for no reason, and the figure that fell in the eyes of all the cultivators was also dyed with a hint of loneliness.

Huang Weiyang was stunned by the arrogance of Hei Jia, he was stunned for a while, and he was shocked by the thought that this monster was fixed by the force of human fate, how could he still have the power of bewitchment between his words? Huang Weiyang wondered in his heart, how could this monster actually have such a touching true temperament?

I heard Hei Jia laugh twice, and a terrifying cold light flashed in the black mask, which was a pair of his eyes, and continued: "In my Black Armor's mouth, I will never say words begging for mercy." No matter what the difficulties and dangers, in front of life and death, Hei Jia only relies on himself, and will never be someone else!

Huang Weiyang frowned, not wanting his momentum to be taken away by the black armor, and said lightly: "Ha, don't come to this set, you seem to be so powerful." If you don't have that bald patriarch's broken knife in your hand, how many cultivators do you think will be afraid of you?

Lifting the black knife, a soft color appeared in the black armor's gaze. Caressing from the light of the black knife not far in front of him, even the voice came out with a different taste, becoming a little softer, "My black knife? You are wrong! It is a part of me, just like my hands and feet, it is myself." Save yourself, how can it be considered a ...... help" Speaking of this, Hei Jia suddenly shouted: "Huang Weiyang ......"

Huang Weiyang responded: "What do you want to say?" At this moment, a warning voice from Dixuan Heaven suddenly came from his thoughts: "Be careful!"

Be careful? Be careful, be careful, and before Huang Weiyang could react, he heard Hei Jia grin. "...... You did surprise me. I didn't expect you to finally move out of Dixuantian, this can be regarded as your last resort, but unfortunately he has no way to kill me on the spot. Then it's time for you to see what I'm up to!"

After speaking, a loud roar rang out. Shake the three mountains. Even the Dao Sea under the three mountains was rippled by this roar. And with it. I saw that the black armor was frozen in mid-air, and a black gas suddenly rushed out of the sky, covering the bright moon of the nine heavens. Reflecting the moonlight, it turned into another black-robed body in mid-air, and it was also black armor that wrapped his face. In addition, judging from the fluctuation of the breath, it seems to be another incarnation of black armor. Huang Weiyang was shocked in his heart, if it was really the incarnation of the black armor, how could he not be locked by the power of the human world?

As soon as the black robe's body appeared, he raised his hand and a black qi hit the black armor directly, hitting the black armor's vest and hitting the black armor's body. Suddenly, Hei Jia was shocked, and he had broken free from the spell of Huang Weiyang. The first thing he did when he recovered his free body was to hissed into a roar, making an incomparably sharp whistling sound, causing the black knife to hum, and a ghostly light on the blade naturally slid by, bouncing up on its own, and flying towards his hand!

Huang Weiyang was in a hurry when he saw it, it turned out that the old man reminded him to be careful, but now it's too late, the black knife has the power to cut the fate, once he and the black armor are figured out, no one present can take it down. Seeing the moment the black knife flew up, the thirty-two phases, Kaiyang, and the half-restored Daxia Dragon Tu in the distance glanced at each other, and let out a hopeless sigh, and after some painstaking arrangements, it turned out to be in vain in the end. This time the black knife re-entered the hands of the black armor, it is conceivable that the next moment will be a bloody disaster, among the people present, there will be a few people who can escape from the black knife, but I am afraid that it is also unknown.

This was especially true of the thirty-two phases, not to mention the cultivators present, who were already so frightened when they saw that Hei Jia had regained their freedom again, and they couldn't even think of running away, but instead screamed one after another, as if Hei Jia had already begun to harvest their lives with black knives.

Seeing this situation, Huang Weiyang frowned and gritted his teeth, stretched out a pair of slender snow-white hands and slowly lifted them up, and there seemed to be a thousand forces on his palms to be held up by him, and the mount Bai Niu under him was a little overwhelmed and screamed, and large beads of sweat fell on his body. Huang Weiyang immediately sent a message to Bai Niu: "Old Niu, at this time, you must resist me, but you can't leak your breath." Lao Tzu has already been stabbed by him, and he doesn't care about taking a second blow, even if he fights for his life at this time, he has to take it down before he even starts with the knife!"

Huang Weiyang was about to exhaust his supernatural mana, let it go, and suddenly, a monstrous male power suddenly came down above his head, like a nine-day waterfall with an incomparable cool air, making it difficult for him to resist at all, and the supernatural mana that had just been in operation was all forced back in an instant. Huang Weiyang was surprised to find that his supernatural powers were sealed again, and he couldn't move at all, and he was actually given a peerless mana to form a god!

In the midst of the male power, a turquoise light burst out of the air like a live fish in the water, jumped to the top of Huang Weiyang's head, and plunged directly into his hair. With the insertion of the blue light, the scattered messy hair immediately formed a bun on its own, and the blue light stayed in the bun, which was the token of the Taoist Sect of the past dynasties - the jasper dragon hairpin! Then, another thing fell, just hanging on the shoulders of Huang Weiyang, it was another token of the Daomen Forgetting the Sky - silver silk dust!

The two artifact tokens entered the body, and they did not simply fall on the hands and shoulders of Huang Weiyang, but immediately recognized the master, and miraculously merged with his form and god, which was equivalent to becoming a part of the form and god of Huang Weiyang.

At the same time, Di Xuantian's voice resounded through the three mountains, and it was extremely majestic: "The disciples of the Dao Sect listen to the order, and the seventeenth generation of the poor Dao Sect Forget the Love Heaven Di Xuanlan has been in charge of the Dao Sect for three hundred years. If today's time has ended, adhering to the rules of Xuanzong and the admonition of the past dynasties, the position of forgetting the sky is now passed on to the disciple Huang Weiyang. Since then, Huang Weiyang has been the master of Daomen Xuanzong, and has taken over the position of the eighteenth generation of Daomen, with the title of Weiyangtian. Heaven and earth are the basis, all things are the evidence, all my Taoist disciples have heard and learned together!"

When the words of Xuantian reached heaven and earth, he passed the great position of Forgetful Heaven to Huang Weiyang. And the phantom body he sat on leaning on the three mountains did not disappear, but from the huge phantom body, a streamer of light rushed towards the black knife. At this juncture. It's like three years ago on Xuandu Mountain. Di Xuantian once again chose to protect Huang Weiyang, suppressed Huang Weiyang with a jasper dragon hairpin, and personally snatched the black knife with the black armor. Choosing to pass on the throne of Forgetfulness to Huang Weiyang at this moment is obviously preparing for the worst.

In the past dynasties, there have been very grand ceremonies for the Taoist Men to forget their love and pass on the throne. Not only are the ceremonies complicated but also the many ceremonies to be seen. Huang Weiyang is afraid that it is the most humble forgetfulness in the history of Daomen. If it were in normal times, he would naturally not be happy with his personality. But where did he care to think about this at this time, and he was so anxious that he shouted at the old man. But because the form and god were suppressed, he couldn't make a sound.

Too fast, black gas erupted from the top of the black armor's head above the heavenly spirit, touching his deity body to unlock the seal of the human fate, and he immediately summoned the black knife to turn around, almost in the middle of the snap of his fingers. But Di Xuantian's speed is faster than him, don't look at Di Xuantian and the kung fu to hand over the two artifact tokens, in fact, the occurrence of a qiē was just when Di Xuantian's mind flashed. By the time everyone heard Di Xuantian's words clearly, he had already rushed between the black knife and the black armor, and with a wave of his hand, he cast the transfer magic power, not at the black knife, but at the black armor. With his realm, there is no way to block the black knife, but he can force the black armor back!

Although the body and mind are integrated with the black knife, after all, there is a certain distance between the two, in the face of Di Xuantian's full force, the black armor still does not dare to directly hit its edge, and his body shape is transformed, turning into dozens of figures, resisting the power of Di Xuantian's transfer. I saw dozens of black armor bearing the transformation of the form and god, and all of them trembled violently in the void, as if they were swayed by the wind, but they were never even prompted.

Di Xuantian's intention was not to kill the black armor, the black armor had already cultivated into a chaos demon body, and it was not so easy to deal with. His goal was still to snatch the black knife and isolate it from the black armor. Seeing that the black armor was trapped, he immediately reached out and grabbed the black knife! The spell that used the sealing artifact in his hand was in his hand, and as long as he grabbed the black knife, he had a chance to seal it.

Hei Jia naturally looked at this fire, how could he allow Xuantian to succeed, and he also roared at the moment, and circles of green light rippled out around his body, causing shocking explosions in the void one after another, splashing countless green gases, breaking free from the shackles of Xuantian's shifting power. In the midst of the rage, the black armor swung into a fist and rushed straight to Dixuantian, but he relied on the strength of the demon body, and he fought with Dixuan Tian

As soon as Heijia made a move, the two monsters that had been left of the two evil cultivators of the old man and the wind mother naturally couldn't sit back and watch, and immediately made a noise, surging up, it seemed that they wanted to go and merge with the black armor, but they saw the golden light flashing, and the white light was shining, and the thirty-two phases and the Qilin Holy Beast Kaiyang shot to stop it, and the two sides came up with their own means, and suddenly fought together again!

Thirty-two phases and Kaiyang, one is a disciple of the supreme head of Buddhism, and the other is a holy beast that has been inherited for thousands of years in Danxue Mountain, dealing with evil cultivators such as the selfless old man and the wind mother, although they can't win for a while, but to stop them, it is more than enough.

And over there, Di Xuantian faced the black armor and fought with his body and spirits, but he didn't fight hard, and frequently cast all kinds of mysterious spells, or moved the world to block the black armor's fist, or cast illusions to lure the black armor away, but he was trying his best to seize the time to try hundreds of spells to seal the black knife, but unfortunately none of them worked. But even in the fierce battle, it can still separate the black armor from the black knife, and the black knife can't enter the black armor's hand for a while, otherwise it will be difficult for even Di Xuantian to stop the black armor holding the black knife.

In the midst of the two sides, Huang Weiyang, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, wanted to participate in it but suffered from being controlled by the form and gods, and saw the major sect masters of the surrounding Daomen standing in place in a daze, half dead with anger, these dead people, patronizing and looking, but none of them thought of helping? Huang Weiyang was so anxious that he wanted to curse, but he couldn't even make a whining sound.

was in a hurry, and suddenly for some reason his body loosened, and his head turned a little. Huang Weiyang immediately noticed that the mana that bound him was gradually collapsing and retreating. At first glance, I was happy, but the next thought immediately thought of what was going on, and my face suddenly became very ugly. As soon as I looked up, I saw a shining golden needle appear in the black night sky at the end of the mountain, and the night had come to an end, and the morning light was radiant.

The time of day changes, the time limit of the Xuantian has arrived, and it must soar immediately. At the same time, the Destiny Flower has also come to the final moment of heaven. (To be continued......)