The Mahayana surnamed Yi screamed in surprise, and soon saw two escaping lights with the same powerful aura coming quickly from below.

However, no matter how fast these two people are, they can't be faster than the soul-slaying demon blade in Chen Fan's hand.

With one slash of the sword, heaven and earth were divided.

The sky that was originally shrouded in darkness suddenly swept away in all directions, and countless black lines merged into the black swords rising into the sky, causing the sky to be divided into black and white.

And the power of the Law of Destruction mixed in the sword made the six people who witnessed this attack at close range change their expressions!

"No!"

The Mahayana surnamed Yi was distraught, knowing that he could not break free from the blockade of the sixteen holes of swirling magic light rolled up around him, so he activated the dozen or so spiritual treasures thrown out to the extreme.

However, nothing can be destroyed by that pitch-black sword, but all the spiritual treasures and magical powers involved in it will burst into pieces one after another.

Even the crystal lights outside the body of the Yi surnamed Mahayana shrank suddenly the moment they came into contact with the sword. They only lasted a few breaths before being split into two parts by the sword.

After a scream of "Ah!", a cloud of blood mist erupted where the Mahayana named Yi was.

However, the strange thing is that Chen Fan did not sense this person's Nascent Soul aura. He frowned, his soul overflowed, and his consciousness spread around to investigate.

Just a few hundred meters away, a strange treasure that looked like a shriveled ginseng suddenly glowed with green light.

The light was filled with a strong breath of life, and it only flickered twice before turning into the Mahayana surnamed Yi that should have fallen under the sword of Xuantian.

"A treasure to replace the calamity?"

"Haha! I want to see how many lives you can replace!" Chen Fan sneered upon seeing this.

The earth-shattering blow just now took him a long time to prepare.

In addition to releasing two magic crystal puppets in advance to lurk in secret, he also specially cooperated with the clone of the Blood Spirit Saint Ancestor to carry out a sneak attack.

After practicing silently in the Holy Sacrifice Channel for these years, Chen Fan's physical body has already improved to an extremely incredible level.

With so many killing methods deployed at once, Chen Fan was even confident that he would kill the original White Light Saint Ancestor on the spot without leaving any way for him to survive!

This Mahayana surnamed Yi could fight with the clone of the Blood Spirit Saint Ancestor for more than ten days, which is enough to show that this person's magical powers are much weaker than those of White Light.

This is also a relatively common phenomenon!

After all, all the saint ancestors of the demon world have experienced hundreds of battles, and often follow the army of holy sacrifices to conquer foreign lands. Both their ability to deal with enemies and their life-saving experience are far superior to those of the spiritual world.

Even Chen Fan, the Saint Ancestor of White Light, is confident of killing him, so the unlucky Mahayana surnamed Yi will be easily captured!

I just didn't expect that this person actually had the treasure to replace the calamity.

This kind of treasure requires painstaking efforts to cultivate, and the resources and time consumed on the way are not something that ordinary Mahayana can bear.

"You...you are just a demon!"

After the Mahayana man surnamed Yi revealed his true form, as soon as he looked into it with his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly felt his scalp numb.

A mere peak demon king was able to unleash the terrifying killing move just now.

If he hadn't had the treasure to replace the calamity, he might have died right now.

As for the two alien Mahayana who rushed over to rush for help, after witnessing the terrifying swords in mid-air, their figures stagnated and were blocked by Chen Fan's two turning demon crystal puppets.

"Mahayana puppet!"

"I still have two bodies in hand! Fellow Daoist Yi! Let's go!" A cry of surprise came from below.

Mahayana surnamed Yi shook his whole body, flapped his six wings wildly on his back, and flew backwards.

When Chen Fan saw this, he snorted coldly, took a step forward, and his figure flashed in the air several times in pursuit. At the same time, the eight arms holding the soul-slaying demon blade also freed up the four on the left.

I saw him making seals with his four hands, and with a flick of the air, four long whips of the spirit emitting purple gold flames were thrown out violently, piercing the space, and a flash of light covered the back of Mahayana Yi.

Mahayana Yi, whose many spiritual treasures had been destroyed in the dark sword just now, felt a chill in his back. When he looked back, he saw the four purple gold whips coming towards him. He roared angrily, and his figure rolled forward and turned into a head.

A strange bird with six wings and five colors comes.

This bird was dozens of feet long, with six crystal-clear wings on its back, and its feathers were covered with a layer of multicolored brilliance. As soon as it appeared, its speed increased several times, trying to escape the attack of these four demonic whips.

What he didn't expect was that three dazzling red lights suddenly flashed along his escape route.

The three treasures of tripod, tower and mirror reappeared, forming a triangular trap blocking the way. It was the clone of the Blood Spirit Saint Ancestor who saw this and took the opportunity to make a secret move.

However, this bird obviously possesses special powers, and it plunged headlong into the triangular trap without any hesitation. It slipped through the rear of the trap silently!

Seeing this scene, the Blood Spirit Saint Ancestor was stunned and exclaimed: "What kind of escape technique is this?"

However, before the strange bird flew too far, I saw a surging aura coming from behind it. Looking back, I saw that the pursuing eight-armed demon suddenly burst into flames, and the cultivation aura emanating from his body turned out to be...

It has surged many times more than before.

The retractable black blade suddenly slashed out two swords soaring into the sky, one fell in the direction of the strange bird's escape, and the other blocked the bird's escape route.

As a result, the strange bird caught in the middle suddenly felt the pressure around it surge!

The sluggish feeling of falling into the mud hit him again. What made him even more unexpected was that after slashing out those two swords, the eight-armed demon still had some strength left!

With a wave of four hands, four purple-gold spears carrying terrifying magic thunder appeared, and then they were aimed at the strange bird surnamed Mahayana, and they were thrown with all their strength.

In an instant, purple-gold brilliance exploded violently between the two black swords.

The strange bird's body glowed with five colors, and it turned around and sprayed a mouthful of glass-colored flames, trying to stop the four Nine Nether Demon Spears.

However, the power of these magic spears had different reactions. After immediately piercing through the protective magical powers of both hands, they stabbed directly into the back of the six-winged strange bird.

Immediately afterwards, four balls of light flashed wildly one after another, and a shrill scream came from the four opposing purple-gold balls of light.

When the terrifying vision disappeared, they saw that the six-winged strange bird had rolled its eyes, its eyes were blank, and it fell uncontrollably from the sky, covered in blood.

Chen Fan chuckled lightly when he saw this, and his figure flashed to the side of the strange bird. He opened his mouth and vomited the blood-transforming divine bead out of his body.

Immediately after a burst of kneading, a demonic sound was chanted in the mouth, and two parallel holes of magic light suddenly spun out from the two outstretched arms, like two blades of a meat grinder, killing the six-winged strange bird that had passed out.

Wrapped in it.

After a muffled sound, the strange bird surnamed Mahayana was ground into a ball of flesh and blood by the terrifying power bursting out between the two purple-gold vortexes, and then was crushed by the blood-transforming god that emitted red light.
Chapter completed!