bass!

The long stick was pulled out, and the old monk from Liudao used it to stick on the ground to support this old body. (Baidu search: Ranle Wenle Shule Library, the fastest update of reading novels

A black aura surged from the wound on the chest. Restoring this kind of flesh-like injury was nothing to a perfect immortal body. Wang Dao restrained his crazy laughter, and his eyes showed a momentum of looking at death. He said, "No matter what fate in the future, I came here from the sea, with only one purpose, that is, fighting. I would rather die in your hands, but it is not that easy for you to kill me."

"Is that right?" The old monk from Liudao asked in a tone of questioning his confidence.

Wang Dao said: "If your stick is a supreme spiritual treasure, it may cause a lot of harm to me."

The old monk from Six Paths smiled and said, "Apart from the Chaos Spirit Treasure, no other spiritual treasure can carry my power. It is too powerful, so all I can use is this long stick formed by a strange stone outside the sky. It is indeed not a spiritual treasure, but it is easy enough to kill you."

"Then try it!"

With a loud bang, a dark true energy of several feet in a radius exploded like a wolf smoke, rushing into the sky, with the king in it, like the arrival of the emperor of the dark world, and the power of true meaning was fully displayed.

The old monk from Six Paths shook his head and said, "It's a pity... I'm not me who should do it. It's been waiting for a long time."

As a peak powerhouse in the realm of Returning to God, he has enough strength to kill King Dao, but if he dies in his own hands, King Dao will lose the value of existence. After all, a practitioner of this level is a very full power of the people.

Wang Dao suddenly heard a sharp sound of metal friction in his ears. He couldn't help but be shocked. He turned his head suddenly, but a huge demon head appeared from a broken space and appeared ten feet in front of him. A sticky gray substance spurted out from the giant mouth full of fangs, carrying a strong ancient aura.

The smile on the face of the old monk Six Paths was gentle, but it seemed so terrifying at this moment. The demon was condensed by him in the wordless heavenly book. Its origin was the devouring power in the Chaos Spirit Treasure. After a hundred years of cultivation in the Pure Land world, it appeared in the vast world in a concrete way.

And now, it is the Dharma image of the old monk in the Six Paths.

He could become the first person in the imperial court and ascend to the lord of the Great Prajna Temple, not just as simple as having the strongest strength. When he was fully mastering the Wordless Heavenly Book, he had already understood the mystery, so he did not erase the consciousness of the spiritual treasure, but completely suppressed it. Until the devouring demon was condensed, this wisp of the original consciousness of the spiritual treasure became the crucial key, which created the physical devouring heaven today.

Facing the Sky-Devouring Demon, Wang Dao's face turned pale. His left foot stomped on the ground hard, and his whole body merged with the dark true essence and was about to break through the air.

However, no matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as the deadly devouring of the sky!

The giant mouth full of chaotic fangs opened and swallowed the sticky black mist into it fiercely. As the giant mouth closed, a tragic roar came out. I guess the perfect immortal body of the king could not resist the swallowing power inside.

"I guess you can grow a lot of people with the power of God." No one knows why the old monk of the Six Paths used the means of destroying the world to seize the power of the people.

"Oh no, can even the strong man in the Returning God Realm not fight against the old monk Six Paths?" Elder Xuanyuan's voice was trembling. He had never thought that the kingly way could defeat the old monk Six Paths, but he could at least last for a while, so how could he be destroyed as easily as he is now?

The endless dark world completely disappeared, and there were thousands of Shushan disciples and practitioners. After finally awakening, they saw such a tragic scene, especially when they were deeply shocked by the demon that suddenly appeared from the cracks in the void.

Escape has become the only thought in their minds!

At this moment, a loud noise came from a distance, and a magnificent mountain floating in the air collapsed, as if it was destroyed by a powerful force that exploded from the inside.

"Tiancan Secret Realm!" The mountain was far away from here, and only the blurry outline could be seen. Elder Xuanyuan quickly identified that it was in the deepest part of the Tiancan Secret Realm.

The Sky-Devouring Demon swallowed the king's way in his mouth. Before he could digest it, he noticed the more powerful force, which immediately made it excited, turned his head and flew over.

After the mountain collapsed, a fat figure appeared, holding a black ancient sword in his hand.

"Return to the Peak of God..."

Even if it is ten miles apart, you can feel the aura that has reached the top. What surprised the old monk of the Six Paths was that this Shushan leader who was still in the middle stage of the Gods a few months ago has now reached the peak.

The Sky-Devouring Demon seemed to have a delicious dish, and rushed to Yi Shen like crazy, opening his fangs and trying to swallow it alive. But deep in his throat, he could see a palm that was poking out, and the bright yellow sleeves had long been corroded.

"Save...save me!"

The face of the god was as deep as water. When he saw the sky-devouring attack, he waved the black ancient sword in the air casually, and a strange black aura suddenly appeared.

But this is by no means a dark element or a demonic energy, but it is another completely different power.

boom!

The sky-devouring suddenly appeared in the void, and a crack appeared at the corner of its eyes that looked like steel. This gap spread to its chin at a speed visible to its naked eye.

This sword almost cut its head open.

The god of One God did not entangle and fought with the Devouring Heaven. His steps moved, and he crossed ten miles at an almost terrifying speed and came to the front of the old monk of the Six Paths.

The black ancient sword pierced straight out, silent, but shocking the earth.

At this moment, the soul of the old monk of the Six Paths was trembling. As the black sword tip got closer and closer, it almost touched his forehead. The soul seemed to have been shaken into forty-eight thousand pieces, and wanted to blow it into powder. The pain was absolutely unbearable for even practitioners to bear.

The treasure passed down by Jiang Bufan is the king of the supreme spiritual treasure. The black ancient sword seems ordinary, but it is all made of extremely rare pure soul stones. With the current resources of the imperial court, it is difficult to create such a peerless spiritual treasure.

Before the sword attacked, it seemed that there were already deep bone-scars on the soul of the old monk of the Six Paths, and his old face did not even frown. Although he had mastered the soul defense method at his realm, this ancient black sword was an unusual thing and could not resist it at all.

But at some point, the wordless heavenly book appeared in your hand, and the white paper was turned without wind.
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