Chapter 545

[anti theft chapter, modify in ten minutes! ]

the middle-aged people who walk on the sword are the first to take the lead, holding their finger prints. The ancient sword under their feet is divided into two parts, one is still on the foot, the other is moving with his sword finger, bringing out the nearly ten meter long blade, like a huge white shell attached to the ancient sword in an instant, rising obliquely to the sky without saying a word, and piercing the huge face in the sky.

Now!

The speed of the ancient sword seems to exceed the speed of sound.

With a flash of red light in the eyes of the black smoke face on the top of the head, countless black smoke gathered in the past, blocking the powerful ancient sword and obliterating the white sword.

The middle-aged people of Shushan sect changed their fingerprints, and the ancient sword, which had lost the ability to attack, flew back in the air and landed steadily in his hands.

It has to be said that the combination of sword and flying sword is really handsome.

But he turned his eyes to Anyang and squinted slightly.

"Anyang Taoist friend, you have been here for a long time, but you haven't been fighting with the demon king. It seems that you have some tacit understanding!"

Anyang suddenly wrinkled: "what do you want to say?"

"Nothing, Anyang Taoist friend. I hope we will have a good time fighting together. Remember, my Taoist name is Yuqing."

"Inexplicable!"

Anyang's eyes were slightly cold. He remembered that he didn't know the middle-aged person of Shushan school, and there was no intersection.

But he didn't think much, just kept his instinctive vigilance.

Then there are the old Kunlun Taoist and qimiaofeng. Their attack power is far inferior to that of the real Yuqing of Shushan sect. They only reluctantly fight for contact with the evil demon king.

They can't do any harm, and even rely on the protection of other monks when necessary.

Anyang then saw that the old Taoist of Qimiao peak pinched his finger and summoned a fire dragon with teeth and claws to the sky, with a great momentum.

It's a pity He was killed by the demon king.

The Taoist priest of qimiaofeng was almost choked by his saliva. The disciples of qimiaofeng even ate the shit like expression, which was extremely delicate.

Kunlun Mountain's old way is more dignified. First of all, it tentatively cast many exorcism and Exorcism magic, or the magic with strong Kunlun flavor, but the effect is naturally not good. If there are other people in the right way who are fighting for them, they might have been killed by the demon king's spit.

Anyang's eyes suddenly coagulate and stare at the front in amazement.

I saw Kunlun Taoist priest bite off his index finger, draw a pattern of yin and yang fish with blood in his palm, then take a picture of the devil's face in the sky, accompanied by an old but powerful shout.

"Heaven and earth are limitless, heaven and earth borrow the law!"

Boom!

There was a muffled sound in the sky. The whole left eye of the demon king's face was blown out of a hole by surprise. Black smoke was scattered, and the rest of the smoke was still overflowing.

All around the Taoist priest were shocked, and they couldn't believe to look at the Taoist priest.

They seem to be making sure that the strike that caused great damage to the demon king just now was really made by the dying spiritual cultivator?

This kind of attack magic is fierce and powerful. It has no track and is hard to resist. It's also hard for many cultivation abilities that specialize in fighting to be released?

As if I felt what they thought, Lao Dao turned to the old God's smile: "although Lao Dao majored in heaven's destiny, it doesn't mean that Lao Dao can't spell! No matter how I have lived for more than 200 years, of course, it's not as good as Anyang Taoist friend's means of blowing off the cigarette post. "

The old Taoist turned around and saw Anyang take a breath of cool air, which seemed more surprising than others.

He can't help but wonder that the power of this heaven and earth borrowing method is not as powerful as the meteor flying out of that arm, and Anyang in his heart has the power of a world-renowned supernatural power. How could he be so out of shape?

He didn't know that Anyang could also tell the secret of Kunlun mountain.

Yes, the secret of non communication is really true. Even Kunlun disciples can only practice it when they are in a high position.

Anyang is surprised at this time, more is the coincidence of the beautiful female ghost and the mainland of Shenzhou.

We need to know that one is the original world, one is the natural world, one is fabricated from imagination, and the other is true and real. There is the same magic. Is there such a coincidence in the world?

He had long known that Yan Chixia in Qiannv Youhun was born in Kunlun, and even his own cultivation method was named kunlunjue. But this Kunlun is not the same as Kunlun, and he had already verified it. Kunlun Mountain's cultivation method is not the same as his Kunlun, and he did not find any record about "heaven and earth borrowing method" in Kunlun Mountain's Sutra Pavilion. He thought that there would be no intersection between the two.

Unexpectedly, reality hit his face so subtly.

The old Taoist stared at Anyang doubtfully, but he couldn't figure out what he thought in his heart. He could not help but deal with the counterattack of the demon king and said: "Anyang Taoist friend?"

Anyang suddenly woke up: "Oh! It's nothing. Just now I was in a trance. Be careful, Taoist friends. Don't be distracted! "

The old Taoist just nodded and continued to fight with the demon king.Several Taoist priests standing on the cloud top looked on coldly. Only when the demon king threatened the Taoist priest and several elders of Qimiao peak, could they stop them.

Anyang didn't do it either.

They need these celestial practitioners to fully contact with the demon king of the evil way, and the best way is to have the same fate path, so as to be more conducive to the next battle against demons.

Up to the end of the day, near dusk, the sun's light is getting darker and darker, casting a moving color in the distant sky, but the gorgeous agitation of the sky is far from resting.

Several Tiandao practitioners have been exhausted, but the demon king has become more and more brave. Several times, he almost seized the opportunity to kill the power of an ethereal peak, and even some people have quit the battle because of injuries.

It was at this time that the old Kunlun Taoist priest suddenly retreated, gasped, and looked back at the darkened sky.

This kind of fight is still too much for their kind of spiritual practitioners.

"That's enough. It's going to be dark soon. Don't let him delay any more, or the Yin Qi will surround you and you will be afraid of change!"

Hearing what he said, only three old guys of Qimiao peak took back their hands and retreated.

Although Lao Dao was born in Kunlun, he still spoke with dignity because of his age.

At the same time, other great powers from the immortal mountain cave and the hermits who are traveling outside are all aiming at the ferocious faces of the sky.

The most typical one is Yuqing of Shushan school, that is, the middle-aged man who flies the imperial sword.

"Thousands of swords!"

An ancient sword suddenly incarnates in countless forms, which is not as exaggerated as thousands of other swords, but it also seems to be dense, all following Yuqing's sword fingers.

Brush!

The ancient sword gathered together and roared up. It suddenly collided with the black smoke. The sword body broke through the blockade like a boat going upstream, but it was hit back by the black smoke. It even broke up. It turned into white light spot and disappeared in the air on the spot. However, the sword flow did not stop. It still collided with the black smoke.

Until hundreds of ancient swords only have one last handle, and finally fly back under the call of Yuqing. They are still spinning in the air, as if they were knocked down, but they are firmly in his hands.

This movement is a little less immortal, but a little more natural.

It seems that as Anyang thought, Shushan school is all shushushushumaniacs. If it's modern, it has to charm thousands of girls. Well, maybe it can also charm young men.

The face in the sky spits out another black smoke, but collides with the upward flame column of an eminent man. A black smoke screen is formed in an instant, blocking the ten thousand golden lights of a Taoist, and it also spreads out countless black smoke and rushes to the righteous people, sweeping and surging.

It's a pure spell fight.

It's appalling that the evil demon king, with one to many and multi-faceted spells, is still fighting against his spells.

But after all, it's two fists and four hands. The demon king can block one, two or even three, but he can't block so many Taishang in Xianshan cave and the high people who travel in the world.

"Click and wipe!"

A bright flash of lightning came down, right in the middle of the black smoke, which distorted the face instantly.

Although the evil spirit king is higher than most of the people here, he is not afraid of anyone alone and two or three people are OK. However, there are too many people here. He is too busy to deal with them. However, these people who besiege him are still the high-level people of the people in the right path. He is not easy to suffer when the magic falls on him. In particular, the enemy's potential is numerous, his own potential is few, and his subordinates are all crushed to death by the so-called "virtuous man", so it is difficult to protect themselves, so he has to deal with it alone.

In fact, the defeat has already been doomed, who can see that the resistance of the demon king is very reluctant, like a dying struggle.

With the continuous fall of the sky fire and the destruction of the people's magic in the right way, the forest became a bare place in a short day, full of the traces of the fire, and the huge faces in the sky were gradually broken. Especially some magic against the evil spirits, the attack on the black smoke was devastating, which made him lose his prestige and calm before he could hold on to it.

The demon king was even unable to resist Yuqing's ancient sword. He allowed the sword light to shuttle in the black smoke and cut a bloody hole in his face.

He gave up his defense and turned to attack with all his strength, as if he wanted to pull a person on his back before he died.

But Anyang felt that maybe he wanted to stir up the situation and then take the opportunity to let the body escape more likely.

But his secret has already been broken by heaven's great power. Kunlun's old way of burning mountains and destroying forests even cut off his hope of escape.

Finally -

roar!

A huge roar resounded through the forest, a bit like a beast, and a bit like an ape.

The mountain in the middle of the dense forest suddenly vibrated, and the only small piece of trees that had not been cleared was crumbling, and the gravel and soil were falling. I was afraid of the earthquake, but the rising black smoke clearly showed that it was an unnatural event, and the concentration of the black smoke was far beyond imagination, and I could not even see the situation there.

Anyang's eyes were fixed, only to see the earth in front of him abruptly split, with a bang, a figure of tens of meters high came out of the ground, seemingly a human creature standing on both feet.The temperature drops suddenly all around, along with the creepy breath, as if a big demon is about to be born.

"This is the body of the demon king?"

"Sure enough, it's very domineering!"

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