Chapter 1177： Windfall

"Om!"

Wang Yan shouted angrily, and his whole body suddenly rose into the sky, covering the sky.

Then!

Just like the gods descending from the sky, carrying the momentum of annihilation, smashed Zhang Jiuji with a fist.

At this time, the face of the Son of Destiny also showed a dignified look, and the ancient sword in his hand overflowed with golden brilliance.

It's just different from before. At this time, above the sword's edge, there is no longer a round of scorching sun, but the sun and the moon are flourishing, and the yin and yang are intertwined.

The atmosphere of the great avenue began to rise, and outside Zhang Jiuji, the sun was ups and downs, and the celestial shadow was coming, like a **** holding a sword, wanting to smash all the illusions in the world.

Sacred, indestructible.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuji's temperament seemed to have undergone a great change.

At this moment, he was no longer an ordinary young man in sackcloth, even if Qingcang and other true top evildoers such as Yaoguang, there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Xianshi!

There is a hint of immortality in this young man!

only!

Just when Zhang Jiuji held his palm horizontally and wanted to cut out this unspeakable powerful sword force, his face suddenly solidified.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that the entire space suddenly suffocated.

Time freezes, there is no way.

An extremely mysterious aura quietly locked him!

He could see Wang Yan falling from the sky, watching him collapse into the void, slowly falling with a fist that contained a violent and devastating aura.

But he couldn't move, even if the spirit power in his body surged wildly, he still couldn't move a bit.

For an instant, cold sweat ran down Zhang Jiuji's forehead, and a sense of dying crisis enveloped him in an instant.

how is this possible? !

How could this Wang Yan possess such a weird power!

Once this punch is dropped, even with his good fortune Communion, I'm afraid it will be broken in place.

No, not Wang Yan!

This fluctuation is completely different from his breath!

Who is it! !

Struggling and desperate, in the end, Zhang Jiuji's soul fluctuated and shouted the name of Yinyue unwillingly.

"Yinyue! Save me!!"

"boom!"

Billowing magic power, crashing down.

After a breath, the whole hall seemed to be covered with magic mist, covering Cang Ming.

The ancient atmosphere of Yin and evil surged into a tide, turbulent, and instantly caused many clan Tianjiao's body and mind to tremble, like falling into an ice cellar.

Especially Wang Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt at this time, only felt that the space around him was turned into a quagmire, confining his physical body, and falling out of thin air.

And the strange aura that enveloped Zhang Jiuji's body quietly dissipated, disappearing without a trace.

"Jiu Ji, what's the matter?"

Yinyue's voice came from the Nine Days Buddha, and Zhang Jiuji just stood there blankly, like a dream.

"I... I don't know..."

"go!"

Yinyue was silent for a moment, before she let out a cold cry, directly wrapped Zhang Jiuji with the power of Yinming, and rushed towards the outside of the hall.

Only a moment ago, she could feel the panic and helplessness deep in Zhang Jiuji's heart.

Originally, she proclaimed herself Divine Consciousness and Spiritual Power, just not to be noticed by the strong in this heavenly city.

However, once Zhang Jiuji fell, her identity would be exposed.

But, judging from the situation of this young man at this time, it seems that the situation has not been exhausted?

Then why did he call himself so urgently?

"This breath..."

"Magic! This Jiu Jiu is a demon!"

"how is this possible!"

The whole hall fell into chaos in an instant.

Rao was the four holy realm elders of the Saint Business League that day, and a strong fear appeared on his face at this time.

They could feel that the devilish energy revealed in that Jiu Ji body contained a wisp of savage ancient dominance!

For a moment, everyone screamed in exclamation, but no one dared to chase the demon shadow.

"Bold demons, dare to be presumptuous in my human holy land!"

At this moment, a figure in black clothes stepped out and turned away.

It was... a tall and thin figure, unparalleled in the world, like a sword.

Between the heaven and the earth, there was a sword roar quietly resounding.

Step by step, the green lotus turns into a great light, and the colorful rays of light meander into a river, rushing into marks from the feet of the black-clothed boy.

"Yes... Young Master Ling Xiao!"

At this moment, Wan Lai was silent, crying for nine days.

At the moment of crisis, it is this Ling clan descendant who, regardless of the danger, chases the devil alone!

You know, just a ray of magical intent made the countless prestigious Tianjiao evildoers present almost scared to pee.

That kind of coldness from the bones made them dare not act rashly at all.

Even the Baijies such as Shen Jing'an and Zhao Badou were sitting still in place at this time, and they dared not get up!

Not to mention that Wang Yan, who had just been imprisoned by the devil, fell to the ground, shaking all over!

What is it! !

So the son is so unwilling to hesitate?

He is clearly the best, the only talent, and the immortal status.

However, there is still no reservation, for the safety of the human race, to be ahead of the world.

Use his not-so-wide shoulders to support the character of the human race!

Thousands of words, there is only one sentence left in the end, son... righteousness!

Originally, everyone in the world passed on, Young Master Ling Xiao, Yi Xiaoyuntian.

But in the hearts of many Tianjiao, this righteousness is based on his identity background.

Because it is powerful, it is unscrupulous.

But no, not at all!

The righteousness of the son comes from the blood and bones, from the mission of the human race.

Finally, someone began to sob softly, as if annoyed and moved.

Even the eldest princess of the Shenwu Emperor's dynasty had her eyebrows lightly clumped, her eyes shocked.

Compared with Ling Xiao, her well-known fiance-in-law was really just a mortal, holding a gun to kill people, but didn't dare to punish demons.

Gu Chaoci suddenly a little... envy you.

"The son!"

It was not until Xuanyuan Weiyang let out a soft drink that Yao Guang, Jin Han'er, and Hua Mingxi raised their feet and swept outside the hall.

However, when the three of them appeared on the square in front of the temple, they saw a magic mark from Yuankong descending from the sky, blocking Ling Xiao's footsteps instantly.

But Zhang Jiuji's figure disappeared at the end of the void in a flash.

A supreme powerhouse wants to escape, even people in the same realm are difficult to stop.

Only at this time, looking at the black-clothed boy who fell from the sky, watching the bitterness on his face, whether it was Yaoguang or Hua Mingxi, there was an inexplicable touch in the bottom of my heart.

Is he blaming himself again?

Blame himself for failing to kill this demon for the world.

"Hey…"

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky, her expression rather lonely.

"The son..."

Hua Mingxi's eyes trembled lightly, and he stopped talking.

She couldn't figure out how Zhang Jiuji was a demon!

Master, how could it be possible to accept a demon as a disciple!

Moreover, looking at the evil aura lingering in that demon aura just now, it is obvious that this demon is not an ordinary demon cultivation, but a true evil generation in the world.

how is this possible? !

If the younger brother is not a demon, then he has just been born, so how can he collude with the demon!

"No need to say anything, let's end this auction first."

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, turned his head and glanced at the direction of the distant sky before he raised his foot and walked into the hall.

He didn't expect that the trump card in the Nine Extremes hand was actually a strong demon.

Originally, he just wanted to force the Son of Destiny to use the Divine Tribulation Thunder at the moment of death, but he did not expect that the demon thunder did not appear, but he forced out a real fierce demon.

Especially the magical intent, for some reason, Ling Xiao had a...inexplicably familiar feeling?