The battle between humans and demons was going on above Chuanyun Peak. He Daozu was the first to destroy Mo Xiaotian's demonic body with a single blow. The demonic body instantly turned into a blood mist, which quickly spread to a radius of 10,000 meters.
At the same time, He Ming also cut a demon ancestor in half with one sword. The moment the sword struck the opponent, five imperceptible spatial ripples were left behind.
"How is it possible to jump in space even better than me? I am one of the few geniuses at the helm. Even the strong men on the second small step are no match for me."
Before the demon genius finished speaking, He Ming had already stepped back a thousand meters away. Then, the demon ancestor's demonic body exploded into a bloody mist.
Dozens of miles away to the east of He Ming, He Daozu had no time to stare at the blood mist on the opposite side. As Mo Xiaotian was a strong man on the seventh small step, the speed at which the demon body reorganized was naturally extraordinary, almost before the demon body exploded.
It was reorganized at the same time as it was broken.
"Mo Xiaotian, I, He Daozu, never lie when I speak. You were no match for me back then, and you are no longer even close to me now."
After Mo Xiaotian completed the reorganization, he did not immediately rush towards He Daozu again. His spiritual consciousness first looked inside his body. He only allowed it to be destroyed once, and at least 5% of the magic power in his body was lost.
When he looked up at He Daozu again, Mo Xiaotian was scared. He had to admit in his heart that he was no match for He Daozu.
Mo Xiaotian was confident that if he wanted to escape, He Daozu wouldn't be able to stop him, but then he thought about it, the lives of 70,000 of his kindred here were tied to him, and he couldn't leave even if he died.
The fight between strong men does not last for a moment. It is for this reason that He Daozu did not take the initiative to attack Mo Xiaotian, but watched his opponent's every move.
From the expression on Mo Xiaotian's face, it is easy to see that this person was undergoing a strong inner struggle, and finally one of his beliefs gained the upper hand, and his wandering eyes suddenly became firm.
"He Daozu, compared to the last million years, you have become much stronger, but don't expect me to catch you without mercy. That is impossible. Let's fight again."
After Mo Xiaotian finished speaking, he swung his magic sword and charged at him again. The dark magic light on the magic sword flashed and struck down on He Daozu's head.
"Mo Xiaotian, it won't work in front of me if you repeat the same trick!"
This time, He Daozu's divine body moved, and the magic knife in Mo Xiaotian's hand fell, only smashing a series of spatial ripples left by the movement of the opponent's divine body, and the man had long since disappeared.
The magic knife struck the empty space, and Mo Xiaotian's demonic body suddenly paused. The magic knife suddenly stopped in mid-air, and suddenly swept away towards the left side of the demonic body. As a fan-shaped dark blade light flashed by, there was a sound of magic.
The screeching sound of a knife cutting through the air.
In Mo Xiaotian's spiritual perception, the opponent was clearly on the left side of his demonic body, but his sword strike still failed. He Daozu's movement speed was completely beyond Mo Xiaotian's imagination.
Before his consciousness could scan again, from where he had just swept the magic sword, a terrifying light suddenly appeared and crashed down from the air towards the top of his head.
Mo Xiaotian looked up at the falling sword light, and his subconscious prompted him to dodge immediately. When he moved his steps, he realized that the opponent had the ultimate magical power. No matter how he dodged, the sword light always followed him like a shadow.
boom!
When the sword light fell on Mo Xiaotian's head, the demon body exploded into a blood mist. It was only then that the seven space ripples behind the sword light slowly disappeared.
At this time, the demon ancestor whose demon body was destroyed by He Ming had just completed its reorganization. The demon ancestor was still in extreme shock and did not even attack He Ming again for a while.
Taking this opportunity, He Ming turned his head to look at the place where He Daozu fought. When he saw the seven space ripples slowly dissipating after the light of the sword, he almost shouted in surprise.
"Oh my god! My ancestor's space jump has actually reached level seven. Everyone in our He family is really a genius. They are all self-taught in space jump. I don't know who is better than my ancestor or Brother Qingfeng."
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It's not that He Ming is boasting. The He family's Shadowless Wind Chasing Saber must be combined with space jumps to truly practice well. Without space jumps, the Shadowless Wind Chasing Saber is just superficial but does not have its charm.
Immediately afterwards, He Ming suddenly slapped his forehead again and said with a self-deprecating smile: "What am I thinking about! How can I compare my ancestor with the Chaos Ancestor God? Brother Qingfeng is the leader of mankind, so naturally he is
Supreme, no one else can compare.”
In the battle that took place above Chuanyun Peak, the one with the highest level of cultivation among the demons was Mo Xiaotian, and besides him was Zhang Mo, who is now the sixth small step, and the only person on the sixth small step.
At the beginning of the war, Zhang Mo was naturally handed over to He Guanghui, while Xu Kun only had the fourth small step, so he had no problem facing the Demon Ancestor who was on the fifth small step.
When fighting against the Demon Ancestor, who was a little higher than himself, Xu Kun's methods naturally came to full use. The killer's method of hiding in the void was fully displayed in Xu Kun's hands.
No matter how he swung the magic sword in Zhang Mo's hand, he could not touch Xu Kun's divine body. Every time Zhang Mo's sword fell, Xu Kun disappeared without a trace.
"Xukun, come out here and have a fight with me if you can. Hiding is not what a man does."
The magic knife in Zhang Mo's hand was flying randomly in the air, and he could not find any trace of the opponent. The opponent might suddenly come out from hiding at any time. All this made him feel very panicked.
"You want me to come out? Then I will grant your wish!"
In the void, Xu Kun's voice suddenly sounded. Zhang Mo, who was highly nervous, hurriedly turned around and slashed out with the magic knife in his hand, but with one strike, it hit the empty space.
Zhang Mo had just swung his sword and suddenly felt a fatal sense of crisis coming from behind him. Before his demonic body could react, a sword light had already slashed diagonally from behind.
puff!
The sword light slashed in from the left shoulder, and the long sword slashed out from the right hip. Zhang Mo's demonic body was instantly cut into two halves, and then exploded with a bang, and a large blood mist spread out to the surroundings.
"Boy, what's the use of your high cultivation level? Combat effectiveness is not only determined by your high cultivation level. If you don't surpass the opponent's speed and power, you will also fail if you have high cultivation level."
Looking at Zhang Mo who quickly completed the reorganization of his demon body, Xu Kun suddenly sneered. Everything just said showed that Xu Kun was indeed qualified to say this.
Half of Chuanyun Peak is shrouded in thick fog. This half of the peak is covered with snow all year round because there is nothing on it, and it has been inaccessible for many years.
The two major families and the demon clan had a total of 170,000 people at the helm. These 170,000 people were fighting in the sky above Chuanyun Peak, completely obscured by the thick fog.
Tens of thousands of meters high in the sky, endless white fog rolled continuously, and streaks of light penetrated from the thick fog.
The silver-white sword light and the dark magic light continuously intertwined in the clouds and mist, sometimes falling into the void, sometimes falling on Chuanyun Peak, immediately causing landslides and large-scale avalanches.
Landslides and avalanches made loud rumbling noises, and countless rocks and snow of different sizes rolled down the mountain. The two sides only fought for a few hours, and the top of Chuanyun Peak was cut off by a thousand meters in the aftermath of the battle.
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Back in time a few hours ago, Lu Qingfeng said goodbye to everyone at Chuanyun Peak, stepped into the void, and appeared in front of Bing Zuer, Shui Yuan and others in the blink of an eye. His speed was even faster than that of an interstellar spaceship.
Seeing Lu Qingfeng suddenly appear in front of everyone, Bing Zuer and Shuiyuan were first shocked, thinking that the demons had come out again, a powerful person they had not expected.
After not seeing each other for a million years, Lu Qingfeng was no longer the middle-aged man he was back then, but had turned into a young man of 18 years old. It was understandable that the two of them were surprised.
However, even if they haven't seen each other for countless years, the aura of their souls can never change. The two of them looked at the others indifferently, with expressions of respect on their faces, and they immediately understood who the person who came was.
The two of them released their spiritual consciousness and quickly scanned Lu Qingfeng's body. Although this was very rude, these were extraordinary times and it was understandable that they did so.
"Master Ancestor God, Zu'er, Shuiyuan pays homage to you. We haven't seen you for a million years. Master Ancestor God is even more elegant than before."
Everyone was suspended in the air. Shui Yuan and Bing Zuer quickly took a few steps forward and knelt on one knee in the air, with expressions of extreme surprise on their faces.
Lu Qingfeng did not hide his cultivation, nor did he blame the two of them for their spiritual scanning. Thinking about it, a million years ago, Master Ancestral God was at the peak of Ancestral God's cultivation, but now it is six steps lower.
Thinking of this, the two of them felt a little disappointed. From this, it is not difficult to infer that the adults must have been extremely seriously injured back then. Otherwise, after millions of years, there would be no such difference.
"Zu'er, Shuiyuan, you are becoming more talkative than before. You were not like this before! You can't be flattering me deliberately."
Seeing Lu Qingfeng's smiling expression, the two of them knew that Lord Ancestor God was joking with them, and their tense mood immediately relaxed.
"Lord Ancestral God, you have changed a lot compared to a million years ago. You used to be stern, but now you can also joke. It's just that your cultivation is the third small step."
Lu Qingfeng smiled faintly and did not answer the two's questions directly. Instead, he looked into the void and said with a smile: "All of you, please come out."
This time, not only Bing Zuer and Shuiyuan were inexplicably surprised, but the void around them also seemed to fall into the clouds. They all raised their heads and followed Lu Qingfeng's gaze.
I saw the void in front of everyone fluctuate, and five figures flashed out from it, fighting side by side with Lu Qingfeng.
These five people were wearing long robes of silver, green, black, red, and khaki. They looked exactly like Lu Qingfeng, and they were all at the third level of the Ancestral God.
Very few people have actually seen the five major clones of Lu Qingfeng, especially when the five major clones gather together, they rarely appear in the eyes of the world, including Bing Qian and Shui Wuyang, and they have never seen it.
"Lord Ancestor God, are these all clones of your soul? It doesn't look like it! This is clearly a real clone, just like the real body."