The Millennium Sword Pavilion collapsed into dust.

In the looming array of light, dozens of figures fell out like dumplings.

Ying Xiu just landed on the ground in embarrassment, not caring about the dirt and dust all over his body. He pointed at Qilian City with shaking hands, his face filled with anger and betrayal.

"Demon! He is a demon! Come on! Come on! Get him!"

Before Jiang Yunqin and his young disciples had time to enjoy the joy of rebirth after the disaster, they saw Qilian City, whose bodies had begun to undergo changes among the ruins of the collapsed sword pavilion.

He had double horns on his forehead, his body gradually became taller, and his skin color became darker and bluer like a normal person.

A jet-black magic rune line was winding from behind his ear to his cheek. The spiritual platform between his eyebrows was wide open, and half a wing-shaped demon element was slowly being sucked into his eyebrows.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and only then did they understand why the young man named Si Chen in the Jiange had been forcing Qilian City hard.

So this is what "one life" and "half life" refer to?

Qi Liancheng didn't have a single scratch on his body, but his face was so haggard and weak that anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he had injured his original lifeline.

Moreover, looking at the demonic element with a solid and heavy aura just now, the demonic element of ordinary demons all have the same core form.

But the demonic element of this demon has actually developed a different form.

This demon must have an unusual position among the demon clan.

horrible!

Qilian City, known as the "Little Shangyang General" in the Qin State, was actually transformed by the demon clan?!

Jiang Yunqin, who had been favored by him many times at the piano concert, could not help but feel horrified when he saw Qi Liancheng's true appearance. He shuddered violently and turned pale.

At this time, someone noticed that the sky of Tianxi Sword Sect seemed to be very different from before entering the sword pavilion. When he raised his head, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Why is the thirteenth star rope of Tianshan Mountain broken?!"

"What?!" Ying Xiu's expression changed drastically. He looked around hurriedly and saw that the towering Tianshan Mountain floating under the vast sky was actually tilting and about to fall.

Although the trend is very slight, for the Tianshan Sword Tomb that has stood between heaven and earth for thousands of years, this subtle trend of collapse is enough to shake the minds of countless people.

What is even more frightening is that the Thirteen Sword Souls, which have been passed down through the ages and have never died even in the era when the Immortal Way declined and the Demonic Way prospered, have died tonight...

Even though Ying Xiu's spiritual root qualifications are ordinary, the blood of Tianxi Sect Master flows in his body, even though he cannot control the Thirteen Swords.

But being in Baituo Mountain, he could still feel the holy power of the Thirteen Sword Souls guarding the Tianxi Wanjian.

Now that the spirit of the Yuanlu Sword is gone, the Yingxiu Heart Lake has stirred up great waves, which will be difficult to calm down for a long time.

Qi Liancheng was half-kneeling on the ground, with demonic energy surging around him like mist, and the wound on his broken arm was rapidly healing and regenerating.

With a gloomy expression on his face, he clenched the palm of his fist, knowing that he was being manipulated by Burying Heart as a spear-headed bird today, and he did not dare to continue to be exposed to the public eye.

Just as he was about to escape, a figure behind him stepped sideways and struck down on his head with a sword without any pretense.

The speed of that sword was so fast that Qilian City could not even hear the sound of the wind behind him. Only in his peripheral vision could he see the traces of the sword shadow dragging out in the space.

The sword edge fell close to his scalp, and Qi Liancheng felt a chill in his heart. While he turned his head to avoid the sword edge, a huge bulge suddenly appeared on his broad back.

A sharp bone wing broke out of the body and aimed at the abdomen of the person behind him to kill him!

The cold sword edge followed his sideways movement, cutting off a large piece of flesh along his head and cheeks. The dark sword edge brushed against the dark magic horn, creating a fierce spark.

The powerful and terrifying force of the counter-shock forced Qilian Cheng's head to tremble with pain and made him dizzy.

Although the bone wing shot out from behind felt like a hit, the sharp bone wing felt like it had hit a thick steel plate.

Even though he lost half of his demonic energy and hurt his roots in order to break the sword pavilion's boundary seal, since he had made a choice in the sword pavilion, he had weighed the pros and cons.

Even if this move breaks your muscles and bones, you can leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.

At this time, the Tianxi was in chaos. Sword Master Yu and the Twelve Sword Masters were in the open, but their hearts were in the dark. The two sides were facing each other tit for tat, so they had no control over him.

The people in the sword pavilion were all juniors who had just climbed the mountain. Even though the boy who could understand the sword formation and read hundreds of scriptures was weird, he thought that if he left, no one would be able to stay.

Qi Liancheng even thought that if he had enough power, he might as well capture the eldest princess's son, so that he would have a trump card in his hand and could make profits from negotiations with Tianxi.

But who would have expected that before he could take action, that kid actually took the initiative and struck at him first.

After this brief confrontation, Qi Liancheng was horrified, and there was a faint power that was difficult to withstand.

Damn it! How could a human with necromancy roots still have the strength to overcome the calamity realm?

Without the cover and protection of Qilian City, it is obviously not a wise move to fight a tough opponent in a place like this.

If it attracts the attention of Twelve Swords or Sword Master Yu, it will be difficult to escape.

Qilian Cheng did not continue to struggle with Bai Lian. As his wings flapped, the sharp bone spurs plowed deep ravines into the solid ground.

He stood up sideways, and as the demonic energy surged, a bright blue fan-shaped shield formed from his shoulders, successfully blocking Tiance Junshan.

The ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked and dented. Qi Liancheng's body was completely transformed into a demon. The coercion emanating from it made everyone onlookers' faces turn pale and their hearts beat like thunder!

He rose up from the ground like a mountain-like beast, with huge bone wings extending out from his back, a terrifying sight that covered the sky and the moon.

Bailian's legs left the ground and his body was pushed out heavily.

Qi Liancheng snorted coldly, raised his hands, and his ten fingers were all as black as ink, and he tried hard to tear it left and right towards the space, tearing out a path into the void.

He was about to spread his wings, but found that his bone wings seemed to be pressed against a heavy mountain, as heavy as a thousand stones, and it was difficult to swing them.

Qi Liancheng looked back in shock, only to see that the young man seemed to be thrown away, but his body was as steady as a mountain and attached to his bone wings.

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Under the palm that seemed as weak as a scholar's, sharp and huge bone spurs exploded into dust inch by inch.

In the billowing dust and smoke, Bailian was clothed in a chaotic wind, with black clouds like ink, and his sleeves full of sword energy. He put his hand over his hand and dropped it. It seemed like a simple palm, but it created an unrivaled momentum.

Qi Liancheng's whole body exploded with demonic energy. He was able to use his energy to suppress the injuries on his head and face. In an instant, blood surged out!

Under the stunned and shocked eyes of everyone, the huge bone wing that covered the sky and the sun was like a collapsed ruin, and it was like a thousand-foot waterfall exploding!

The torn space closed slowly and unsteadily.

Qilian City was like a kite tightly held in someone's hand. It was up to him to fly as high as he wanted, but when Bai Lian suppressed it, he fell from the sky without any suspense.

A huge pit appeared on the ground.

Qi Liancheng was lying in a deep pit, his hair disheveled, and he had countless broken bones. The huge bone wings on his back were drooping sluggishly on the ground. It was painful to move him even slightly!

This absolute suppressive power made everyone feel moved.

If in the sword pavilion, the young man who is familiar with the hundreds of scriptures in the pavilion is amazing and enviable, but at this moment, he knocks off the terrifying demon head with his palm, which makes people's blood boil and their minds are in turmoil!

But I saw the young man in the sky looking down casually.

The casual gaze gives people a wild feeling for no reason.

The young female disciples were so stunned that they could hardly move their eyes away. They suddenly felt that before entering the sword pavilion, the gentleman sword known as the "Jade Faced Suan Ni" they saw was nothing more than this.

Is this the son of the first female swordsman in Qin and the master of Tianxi Sword?

This unique scenery is really hard to find in the world!

The astrolabe of heaven and earth once predicted that the three sons of Heaven and Dao would be born in the places where the three immortal heads of Tianxi, Cangwu and Taixuan were born.

There is Yin Baishuang in Cangwu, and Su Jing in Taixuan. These two hundred years of amazing history are actually the hope of righteousness in the world.

The common monks only hope that these two people can go through the love tribulation as soon as possible and lead this era to truly enter the golden age where immortals have no boundaries.

In the past two hundred years, although Prince Yingxiu of Zhongyou was as famous as the two daughters, and together they were the three sons of Heaven, he was never awarded the title of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan. Although his performance was very outstanding among his peers, he could be promoted to the throne together with the two daughters.

In time, it will inevitably be overshadowed.

But when everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at the helpless Prince Zhongyou, and they couldn't help but have deep doubts in their hearts.

Ying Xiu has always been sensitive, but he didn't notice the suspicious looks from everyone. He suddenly felt ashamed and angry as if someone had slapped him hard twice on his face.

There was a huge turmoil in his heart, and he relied on his identity, so he could only try to stay calm on the outside.

The fists in the cuffs are clenched tightly!

only this!

He has this position! He will never give in!

As soon as Qi Liancheng stood up tremblingly, Bailian raised his arms, and dozens of long bloody shadows flew down from behind him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

More than a dozen blood-red spears penetrated the bone wings behind Qilian City and were nailed into the ground diagonally. Like a bloody steel prison, Qilian City was tightly imprisoned in a deep pit.

Balian jumped down from his clothes and landed lightly on a blood-red spear. He looked down at the demon under him and said softly: "Qilian City, that's not your name, right?"

Blood trickled down Qi Liancheng's cheek. He tried to twitch his body, but found that he couldn't move. He looked at Bailian with dark eyes: "Duanmo is my name."

Duanmo...

Upon hearing this name, many disciples changed their expressions.

Isn't that the new leader of Langya Demon Sect, the state religion enshrined in Zhao Kingdom in the north, who succeeded this year?

I heard that Duan Mo was not an ordinary demon cultivator, but a blue demon with a real bloodline.

Looking at history, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Blue Devil was also one of the powerful clans in the demon world that could seize the title of Demon Lord.

It's just that since the Winged Demon clan took control of the demon world, the ancient clans of Blue Demon and Blood Demon have gone into hiding and kept a low profile.
To be continued...