Yan Qingyou's temperament was completely different from before. At first, he was a lazy drunkard, but later he seemed to be very serious. At this time, he was like a demon who came out of the Jiuyou underworld, just with a look,
It can cause the soul to fall into the endless abyss without a trace of light.
"this......"
Everyone was shocked again when they saw Yan Qingyou standing up suddenly.
The people of Wanyan Holy Land who were originally desperate were dumbfounded and completely confused about the current situation.
"The old man finally sobered up."
Xu Changge drank tea and felt that it was really troublesome to have such a cheap master in the stall.
Luo Huangxue is Yan Qingyou's precious apprentice, and she raises her as her own daughter. It is no exaggeration to say that if Luo Huangxue cried, Yan Qingyou would be so angry that she could turn the world upside down.
At that moment, Yan Qingyou realized that Luo Huangxue was in a life-and-death crisis, and instantly woke him up from his drunken state.
"Girl, I'm sorry." Yan Qingyou looked back at Luo Huangxue, with a hint of tenderness in her cold eyes: "I accidentally fell asleep just now. Please drink less before fighting for your master next time."
As she spoke, Yan Qingyou burped and let out all the alcohol in her stomach.
Luo Huangxue took out a handkerchief with a look of disgust and wiped away the drink spit out from the corner of Yan Qingyou's mouth. Then, Luo Huangxue said with a pitiful look: "Old man, this bear wants to kill
Leave me alone, you can figure it out on your own!"
Yan Qingyou put away her smile towards Luo Huangxue and walked towards Xiong Zu coldly and ruthlessly.
I will never be willing to beat down a girl in this life, but you actually dare to kill her.
The more Yan Qingyou thought about it, the angrier she became, and the long sword in her hand trembled suddenly, bursting out with a dazzling white light. At this moment, the sword in Yan Qingyou's hand truly came to life.
I guess Yan Qingyou’s long sword was also drunk just now!
"Little bear cub, I will take your life!"
Yan Qingyou became extremely sober and raised her sword.
Xiong Zu glanced at Yan Qingyou, and his soul seemed to have fallen into an abyss, never to see the light of day. Suddenly, there was a roar of magic sound, and countless arms grabbed Xiong Zu's body, making him unable to move.
The extreme coldness spread all over Xiong Zu's whole body. It felt like a mortal was locked in an ice cellar. No matter how much he wailed and struggled, he could not dispel the coldness. He could only be covered by the coldness all over his body, and eventually became
ice cubes.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Qingyou appeared in front of Xiong Zu like a ghost, with black hair and a stern face. Especially Yan Qingyou's eyes, which have been through Jiuyou Huangquan and are used to seeing the life and death of all things.
of indifference.
"puff!"
The long sword passed by, and Xiong Zu's reaction was much slower than that of Yan Qingyou. The sword light flashed, and a sword mark appeared on Xiong Zu's chest, and blood flowed.
The severe pain caused Xiong Zu to struggle out of Jiuyou's dark soul world. He immediately retreated behind him, subconsciously wanting to keep a relatively safe distance from Yan Qingyou.
But since Yan Qingyou had sobered up, she had no intention of showing mercy.
When everyone is awake, I am drunk alone. When everyone is drunk, I am awake alone.
Yan Qingyou is not drunk at all, the God of Death comes to judge all enemies.
"Jiuli Daotu!"
Ancestor Xiong formed a seal with his hands, and a terrifying Tao diagram instantly appeared in the void.
This is the Jiuli Dao Tu, which is the supreme technique of the demon clan and possesses strange and unpredictable power.
In the Tao map, there are huge mountains up to 10,000 meters high, the endless sea, and the illusory figures of the ancestors of the demon clan. The five-clawed dragon covers everything in the world, the three-legged golden crow holds the scorching sun in its mouth, and carries the sun, moon and stars on its shoulders.
The ancestor of the demon clan.
The Jiuli Dao Diagram covers the endless years of the history of the Monster Clan, and is tainted with a trace of the divine power of the Monster Clan's ancestors. Even just an illusory shadow is enough to shock everything in the world, causing the laws of this space to tremble, twist and break.
The sky and the earth turned pale, and many star fields in Xuanyu State were covered with a layer of black mist. Countless creatures saw the terrifying shadow of the Dao map appearing in the clouds, their souls trembled, and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily.
Yan Qingyou faced Xiong Zu's Jiuli Dao Tu technique, felt a little pressure, and paused slightly.
"Demons and monsters dare to call themselves gods." Yan Qingyou looked up at the phantoms of the ancestors of the demon clan in Jiuli Daotu. The long sword in his hand buzzed: "I have a sword, which is enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingyou walked thousands of miles, leaving ghostly afterimages along the way. When he slashed away with his sword, the holy light broke through the dark and dark fog of the Daotu, dispelling the power of the Daotu that was suppressing it.
.
"Ah..." Xiong Zu roared, using all his strength, just to maximize the supreme magical power of Jiuli Daotu. In just a short moment, the Holy Spirit Sea in Xiong Zu's body was drained.
, and his face turned pale.
Facing the awakening Yan Qingyou, Xiong Zu felt the strong smell of death and did not dare to slack off at all. He only wanted to suppress Yan Qingyou at all costs.
"One sword, break it."
Yan Qingyou's voice sounded like the judgment of the God of Death.
The next moment, Yan Qingyou stepped on the Jiuli Daotu and cut off the head of the five-clawed dragon in the Daotu with the long sword in his hand. Then, the power of the sword light did not stop and fell on the ancestor again.
The phantom of the tiger beast split the shadow of the ancestor of the tiger clan into two, and the power of the tiger that devoured the sky and the earth immediately dissipated.
"What do we, the human race, have to fear from the images of mortal demons and spirits?"
Yan Qingyou struck out with another sword, splitting the sky into two, and a million-mile-long sword ruin appeared on the ground. The supreme sword intent filled the void here, comparable to heaven's punishment.
With Yan Qingyou's sword, Jiuli Daotu, which all creatures of the demon clan were proud of, was cut into two halves.
"Poof -" Xiong Zu was counterattacked by Jiuli Daitu, and he vomited blood. At the same time, Xiong Zu fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
With a "bang", Ancestor Xiong hit the ground, and a huge bottomless pit instantly appeared.
Yan Qingyou struck out with another sword, flying the injured Ancestor Xiong into the air.
Countless people saw the miserable appearance of Ancestor Xiong, with numerous sword wounds on his body. Blood flowed uncontrollably and spread to all directions with the strong wind.
Yan Qingyou didn't seem to want to deal with Xiong Zu easily, so he lightly tossed his right hand and hung the long sword above his head.
"boom"
Yan Qingyou used a pair of iron fists to hit Xiong Zu's body firmly.
Visible to the naked eye, each of Xiong Zu's bones was smashed by Yan Qingyou's fist, his chest collapsed, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his cold white bones were exposed.
Not long ago, Zu Xiong beat Yan Qingyou, as if he was beating Yan Qingyou's back and sobering up. But Yan Qingyou beat Zu Xiong violently, which is truly ruthless, and people dare not look directly at it.
Xiong Zu's left arm was broken by Yan Qingyou, and he wailed in pain: "Ah..."