Chapter 677： Second knife

"Pump!"

Between the heaven and the earth, a ray of blood suddenly filled.

The entire top of Xianxuan Peak suddenly fell into depression.

Everyone looked at the fist that pierced from Shangguanyue's back, and there was a strong sense of fear in their eyes.

"Guru."

Especially the Human Race Tianjiao, who was still enthusiastic and looking forward to shining today, swallowed hard, his face was already completely pale.

Just, dead?

Punch?

Shangguanyue was originally the leader of Xuanxuanzong, and even in the southern Xinjiang land, he was also a famous person, and he was the one who was placed with great hope in this Tianchi battle.

But now, he was so easily killed by a sea clan Tianjiao!

Gan! !

Suddenly, the remaining eight disciples only felt a cold air rising from the soles of their feet, and they reached the position of Tianling Gai in a flash.

bad! !

It seems to be cold!

"Ants."

Xiangba slowly closed his fists, kicked Shangguanyue's corpse off the battle platform, and gave Tianjiao a provocative look at the crowd.

"Hehe, young man, he's just getting angry! Didn't you say that you are not allowed to kill indiscriminately!"

Sha Yun gave a gloomy smile and waved his hand to the person beside him, "Go ahead."

"Yes! Elder!"

Another Sea Clan Tianjiao took the stage, with a dazzling gleam of scales.

Even his face was covered with white scales, which looked quite strange.

In his hand, a Sancha black halberd flickered coldly, shocking everyone.

"Silver Scale Clan, Yin Xiao, please enlighten me."

The fourth grade of Shenhou is a hard bone.

At this time, the remaining eight disciples all bowed their heads, or turned their heads to look far into the sky, as if they were thinking or thinking, but no one dared to take the stage to challenge.

Seeing this scene, Helianshan's expression became more and more gloomy, and a mouthful of blood almost overflowed his mouth.

Feng Ruge, who was anxious to perform on stage, hesitated.

Originally, she planned to pretend to be invincible and lose out.

It can be seen from the meaning of these people of the Sea Clan, I am afraid that if they lose, they will die.

This kind of contest involving the dignity of the two races does not seem appropriate to go up and surrender?

Chen Qingshan ran away. My mother is now the number one suspect of colluding with the Demon Cult. If she goes up to cast an enemy, she is afraid that even if she survives by chance, she will have to be punishable by the old master, right?

Therefore, Feng Ruge has decided that she...will fight against Tianjiao, the thinnest among the sea clan.

After all, the bigger the monster, the stronger it is!

"Oh? Immortal Xuanzong... no one dares to fight? Hahahaha! I said Sect Master Helian, I said, cancel the competition and directly give me these ten people to the sea clan, which also saves everyone's time."

Sha Yun sneered, his expression full of contempt.

"Huh! Elder Shayun is too arrogant."

To be honest, Helianshan was really embarrassed at this time.

What did the saint son do, we dare not ask, we dare not care.

But the group of Southern Xinjiang Tianjiao in front of them, one by one, is so careful?

Isn't he... in front of everyone, beating him in the face?

"Ahem."

Helianshan coughed slightly, and Xuyunzi's eyes condensed slightly beside him, turning his head to look at Feng Ruge.

"Ru Ge, this battle, you go."

"I go!!"

Feng Ruge's pretty face was taken aback, and there was an incredible touch in her beautiful eyes.

Old stuff! !

Are you afraid that you don’t want to be this master?

Want to send me to death in such a hurry?

Do you think I can do it or you do it, tell me to fight a Sea Clan Tianjiao of the fourth rank of the gods?

FAK!

In fact, Xu Yunzi was also bitter at this time.

On that day, the Demon Gate attacked the mountain, and the disciples of Xianxuanzong died hundreds of times.

More importantly, among the ten people who originally won the match, there were four Xianxuan disciples.

But unfortunately, one ran away and one died.

Feng Ruge and Shangguanyue are left, and now the latter has also been banned.

Except for Ling Xiao, among the eight disciples at the moment, only Feng Ruge is a member of the fairy sect.

In such an embarrassing situation, you, a disciple of the leading sect of the Southern Xinjiang Righteous Path, can't make it. Who will make it?

What is the head of the right way?

Of course, it is necessary to play a leading role, otherwise my sacred religion asks you to be the leader of the right way!

"Master... Master?"

Feng Ruge showed some hesitation, while Xu Yunzi glared at her, and instantly blocked her words.

"Can't I go."

In the end, Feng Ruge gritted his silver teeth and walked toward the battle platform with his foot raised.

It's just this step by step, it seems to be a bit... bumpy?

Territory, heaven.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged, with magical intent all over his body, covering the sky.

At this time, there was a wave of mysterious and mysterious power in his body.

This kind of fluctuation does not seem to be emitted by him, but more like a kind of evil power.

"Om!"

At the same time, a hum resounded loudly in the Lingxiao Soul Sea.

I saw that the Primordial Profound Gold that was shrouded in magical intent was finally refined into light under the fierce power of the magic blade and was taken into the knife.

A ray of extreme bitterness instantly filled the entire soul sea, and the two great treasures of the Primordial Ancestral Talisman and the Ancient Pangu Stone exuded a scorching celestial splendor at the same time, and the fierce might was completely suppressed.

But at this time, I saw a strange golden pattern winding on the Primordial Demon Blade, turning into a thread, running through the blade.

The majestic demon intent rises into the sky, and it is mixed with inexplicable... emotions?

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and his mind sank into the magical intent. In the next moment, his eyes condensed abruptly.

At this moment, his figure seemed to appear in a strange space.

In front of him was a magnificent black hall.

There is not much carving in the square of the hall.

And in the direction in front of the temple, a stalwart figure stood with its hands behind.

In his hand, the Primordial Demon Blade dropped to the ground, and there was a thread of blood flowing along the blade's edge to the ground.

"Om."

The four divine shadows descended from the sky, a vast wave that Ling Xiao could not understand at all.

The dazzling divine glory illuminates the sky, and the endless Dao patterns evolve into formations, linking the worlds, which contains the meaning of destroying the world.

can…

Facing the siege of the four people, there was no trace of panic in that Demon Shadow's eyes, but in the depths of his eyes, it seemed to contain an indescribable sadness.

then! !

At the moment when the four divine shadows descended, Mo Ying suddenly turned his head and looked at Ling Xiao, "I'm optimistic."

"Zhutian Nine Forms, the second form, Cthulhu."

"boom!"

A ray of black light seems to have come from a hole in the past.

I saw the four gods in the hands of the four gods, and the same four gods fell.

Heaven and earth evolve into all things, golden dragons fly into the sky, fairy phoenix screams, gods rise and fall, and fairy mountains collapse.

The void began to collapse, the sun and the moon fell into the world, and there was no light in the world.

There is a faintly evil shadow, which swept out with that knife, shattered the ages, and suppressed the world.

"boom!!"

The world seemed to not bear the power of this sword, and it was instantly shattered.

And the four great shadows retreated all at this moment and appeared in the land of thousands of miles.

"clang."

In the end, the five divine treasures collided, like a bell ringing from the sky, and...shattered all the illusions in front of them.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes blankly, looking at the Primordial Demon Blade in his hand, his eyes trembled, but there was an unspeakable weirdness in his heart. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.