On the top of the Broken Mountain, two figures stand opposite each other

The invisible aura tangles, and the sky is twisted a hundred feet long, causing layers of ripples, like waves on the ocean

Wang Teng said silently, lifting a long sword covered with bright light in his palm. The handle of the knife was simple and unpretentious.

The middle-aged man in black smiled grimly, and there were constant roars of wind and roars around him. He surrounded him with a twisted face, floating up and down with his five fingers stretching.

Slap!

The next moment, the soil layer between the two people exploded, and it suddenly sank more than three feet. Large areas of sand and rocks rose and exploded, as if they were igniting a beacon.

The palm wind roared, ghost shadows coiled and howled, the entire mountain top seemed to fall into the ghost creature, but it suddenly became dark, clouds floated, projecting obscure waves

bass!

In an instant, the sword light shone brightly and shot straight into the sky. The cold light of the sky gathered, and the frost and wind around became dragons, and the darkness became empty.

clang!

The huge force came from the blade, and the strong and cold true energy was spitting out. The three-foot ice crystals swelled up the sky. Two figures stepped at the same time and retreated. The mountains under their feet shattered one by one, and the cracks did not fade until a hundred feet away.

"Interesting, no wonder I will join this playful mission. It turns out that there is a guy like you here. If you kill you, you may be able to reach the sky in one step and try to attack the blacklist!"

The middle-aged man in black sneered and threw out a big bell with green light and turbid air in his hand. The bell rose in the wind and turned into dozens of feet high in a moment, rising into the sky like a hill.

clang!

The clock waves are light, like flowing water, like pendulum, but they can make the soul shake and attack and kill people!

"You are the only one in the boring dream, and Gu Xiaosang dares to die if he is not here." Wang Teng's eyes were cold, and the coldness splashed, swept across the corners of his mouth, a mocking look appeared, and a long sword in his hand rippled, bright and brilliant, with a kind of radiance.

The charm of the world is hard to describe

clank!

The sound of gold and iron is rising, the air is stagnant, and on the mountain, with Wang Teng as the center, the area within a hundred feet is instantly trapped in a blazing twisted space

It was a force, as if it could shake the world, with a burning feeling, as if it was burning with fire, but it also exuded an eternal and unyielding meaning. The torch was dotted and the king was crowned Jiuzhou

Scar! The blade is like a flame, ignites the spark, the heaven and earth are like furnaces, and I have been refining and forging my body!

The blazing sword light is like a fire phoenix spreading its wings, like a green dragon waving its tail, like a Xuanwu expanding the sea, the true energy connects the power of heaven and earth gathers. On the tip of the knife, there is a blazing sharp edge of one foot long, white and cold, and golden.

It is like the sun hanging high in the sky, with a shimmering light that can shine at every inch of the world.

The king of firewood is moving, and the firewood method burns the world outside, endless vitality rushes into the body, blessing on this knife

Step, swing the knife

The two simple actions have infinite profound and profound charm of Tao, and the Tao is simple!

Boom!

The next moment, the sky was like thunder, and it collapsed three hundred feet

A stream of light is like gold, brilliant and brilliant, like the rising sun breaking through the sky, the light shrouds the earth, the nine heavens are vast and boundless, the emperor overlooks the world

puff!

With a light sound, the vacuum stagnates, and then it dissipates. Air flows backwards, filling in, erasing the black marks.

Among the piles of earth and rocks, a few more fragments of ancient bells appeared, with bright red blood on them.

Huh!

Suddenly, the wind was howling, tearing apart the forest, and there were figures flashing, one by one, one behind, and one by one, heading into the distance.

On the other side, Meng Qi and others walked together and finally arrived at the foot of the Holy Volcano.

While chasing and fleeing, Wang Teng came to the other side of the Holy Volcano. The half-step outdoor location of the Demon Cult camp extended the battlefield to this point, and stopped just now.

This ruins are dozens of miles in a radius, and there are all kinds of buildings unique to the desert, but they have long been decayed and broken, covered by yellow sand, leaving only the outline. In the middle of the ruins, a dilapidated temple stands like hundreds of years without changing.

Then, then

The dark red twilight fell on the ruins, creating a burning scene, spectacular, desolate and vast.

"Do you know, this is the temple that worships the Demon Lord, and it is one of the main temples that were originally held. However, as the immortals gave the magic weapon to seal the demon tomb, the strength of the Demon Cult has shrunk, and now only one remains on the top of the Holy Volcano Mountain

. ""

The middle-aged man in black smiled slightly, not caring about the faint blood marks in his palm. He slowly stepped and came to the front of the temple.

Here, a statue of god is enshrined, which is different from the one in the ruined temple. This statue is well preserved and retains the charm

It is based on light black, with three heads and six arms. Some of its faces are ferocious, some hate, and some are cold. The only thing in common is that there is a dark mark on the eyebrows, which is evil and dirty. In the arms, some hold swords and some raise them.

Some hold the knife, some hold the print, some hold the bottle, and some hold the palm wheel.

The most conspicuous thing is the hand in front of you. The palm is wide, almost twice that of other palms. The nails are like swords, stretching out three inches, and the back of the hand is dark and black patterned, which brings a dizzy monster.

Different, evil, depravity and blood, also make people feel an unimaginable hatred, hating the heavens, hating the earth to carry things, hating people to enjoy, hating things not yourself, hating cause and effect troubles, hating fate to be cruel, hating yourself to kill

not enough.

A seemingly ordinary statue gives people such a strong feeling, which seems to be carved by ordinary people!

"Just just a statue of the Demon Lord. You practice the magical skills and want to echo the demonic energy here to strengthen yourself. Such a inferior method is too conspicuous." Wang Teng came with a knife, very plain, and did not surprise the other party's choice

Meanwhile, in the temple on the other side of the holy mountain

"The legend here is that the Demon Lord broke into the Nine Heavens and was killed by an immortal, and his body fell to the ground. The myth of our world is that the Demon Lord led the Nine Nether evil demons, creatures in the Demon Realm, to attack the Heavenly Court, and caused a huge disaster, and was eventually led to the Emperor of Heaven.

Kill with the Heavenly Dao Seal, and the Demon Realm was also destroyed by this battle, and Jiuyou hid in the world from then on."

Jiang Zhiwei slowly spoke at the real statue of the Demon Lord in front of her.

"It sounds really the same..." Meng Qi felt vaguely shocked when he heard it at the same time. This is too similar, right? Nine Heavens, Immortals, Heavenly Courts, and Emperors, seem to be no different, "In the myth of our world, in the myth of our world

, Where is the devil's body?"

"I don't know, because the Heavenly Court fell later, and the record was unknown. Perhaps Xuantian Sect would know one or two; Taoist Master Qingyu should have some knowledge." Jiang Zhi said with a little thought.

Xuantian Sect is known as the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven because tens of thousands of years ago, their founding ancestor discovered the ruins of the Heavenly Court underground in the Jade Emperor Mountain and obtained the Time Sword and some Emperor of Heaven’s Jade Book.

"Do you know, still so confident?" The middle-aged man in black curled his smile and slowly stopped in front of the statue of the Demon Lord. The twisted black shadow surrounding his body gradually calmed down, as if he was connected to this world and earth.

"I have been acting alone and have never communicated with my teammates. I think I can ignore everything with my half-step outdoor cultivation. It's really fun and simple; you are also very brave when you come to the statue of the Demon Lord to show off your disciples of Xuantian Sect."

Wang Teng shook his head and stepped forward step by step. Suddenly, a grand and vast aura rose up. The sky was moving around him, and the wind and waves stopped, just like stars worshiping the master, and the gods kowtowed their heads.

For a moment, his eyes were soaked with a simple and indifferent look, like the Supreme Emperor who was standing tall in the nine heavens, and he surrendered the punishment of the world-destroying heaven.

"Disciple of Xuantian Sect, the Taoist throne of the Emperor of Heaven? You are the Five Directions Emperor's Sword Qingyu!" The middle-aged man in black changed his expression and remembered that no matter what world he was in, the Emperor of Heaven killed the Demon Lord.

Under such a battle, it was obvious that the Emperor of Heaven was suppressing the magic sect's martial arts. The evil spirits had nowhere to hide under the mighty and great suppression.

Boom! He no longer hesitated, and the demonic energy in his body swept out, connecting the remaining traces in this world, shaking up dark purple sparks, and black fog overwhelmed the sky

As soon as he tried, he used all his strength, and his energy and spirit were all contained in this palm, sweeping the boundless magic power, and he wanted to divide life and death with one move, so that Wang Teng would not have the chance to prepare.

bass!

In an instant, it seemed like eternity, and a deep knife light came up, everything seemed to have stopped, and the black and white colors spread rapidly, swallowing everything

An illusory river rushes from the unknown place, covering the world and submerging the entire temple

Time passes, vicissitudes of life are coming, all the demonic energy is solidified, all colors fade, black and white are dead silent

Emperor Tian stepped on time!

Wang Teng also had this intention, and he decided to die in one move. He stepped on the vast earth, and the firewood king method burned and extracted endless vitality, constantly strengthened this sword, connected the power of heaven and earth, and lowered the scene of the long river.

Even the body of the middle-aged man in black stopped, his hideous face distorted, as if he had seen a miserable ending

Wow!

Accompanied by a sound of waves, the sword fell and the figure fell to the ground. The whole world seemed to have never recovered from the silence, but there was still no sound.

Da, da

In a nutshell, Wang Teng took a step, put his knife back into the sheath, walked past the man in black, as if nothing had happened

Mo Chengui, a middle-aged man in his forties, stood quietly in black clothes in front of the broken statue. His eyes were sharp and motionless until Wang Teng put away his knife and walked past him, and after walking far away, a thread

As the breeze blows, the standing man quickly decays and ages like wind and sand, drifting away with the wind, as if he has never existed in this world.

[Mo Chengui, the reincarnation leader of the Demon Cult camp, fell, Qingyu, the righteous camp rewarded two hundred good deeds, and the Demon Cult camp deducted two hundred good deeds.]

The cold voice of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation echoed, vibrating every reincarnation person

Meng Qi and others were shocked. The fallen demon samsara actually gave two hundred good skills. This is a powerful man with a half-step outdoor level!

"Master Qingyu, cut off the half-step outdoor scene of the enemy camp?!" Luo Sheng's teeth were chilling, and he couldn't help but take a breath. Is this the strength of the top ten people's list? It's so scary and tight

Suddenly, he remembered the battle on the Yangtze River again. Perhaps these were really nothing to such a scorching sun.

Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and Qi Zhengyan were all surprised. The soldiers were divided into two groups. Taoist Master Qingyu actually went to pick the other party's nest alone? The reincarnation gang of the Demon Cult camp was killed. Only Gu Xiaosang was left.

This strength is really terrifying

An hour later, Meng Qi and others went deep into the demon grave and finally touched the layout.

Wang Teng stood with his knife and stopped at the foot of the Holy Volcano Mountain, looking inexplicably
To be continued...