Above Foshan, the unique skills of the deserted city reappear in the world. The red-clothed Yama waved his sword, and ten thousand swords turned into sword wings. After a moment, he fell to the sky and fell down.

Jun Wentian stared at the eyes, and the three pointed and two blades in his hand swung rapidly, breaking the air waves sweeping, thunder rushing, and the powerful thunder essence transformed, and the Qilin sings in the world, and came out with a move.

The sword energy and the unicorn collided, the extreme powers stormed each other, the aftermath roared, the sand rolled into waves, and the earth cracked into valleys.

"The strange martial arts, the more you are interested in me."

You asked the sky and stepped on your feet, entered the void, and the divine weapons slashed, and the thunder roared at the nine heavens.

"In our eyes, you are also very interested!"

The red-clothed Yama waved his sword to resist, and the boundless cold spread, and with a loud bang, he beat the three pointed and two blades.

The magical weapons confront each other, and the cold stars converge at the eyes. The two of them do not retreat but advance, and they attack their palms and elbows, fists, arms and limbs, and touch each other, and they strike again and again.

A few moves of confrontation, the waves of sand and dust, the figure of the king flew out quickly, the magic sword light was sucked and spitted, and then entered the battle.

Jun Wentian folded his body, avoided the sword light, and then activated his palm and returned the move with a strong force.

The king is not afraid, the sin wings behind him spread out, the magic power is blessed, and he raises his palm and shakes it hard.

With a roar, the sky shook and the earth moved, the boundless magic element rushed, and the aftermath roared and the peak was roared.

"The final style of the star-picking hand, the reverse-nothing style!"

The demon was controlled for a moment, and the red-clothed Yama urged Jiyuan again. When the cold snow was in agitation, he regained his palm and imprinted it on the former's chest with a thump.

"Well"

With a muffled groan, the figure flew out, ten feet away, Jun Wentian stopped, and a wisp of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He suffered a lot since the war.

The ultimate style is in the form of no style, and the unique skills of Qilin reappear. You ask the true energy in the celestial body continues to overflow and it is difficult to gather for a while.

The opportunity appears, and it is not to be missed, but when the star soul is showing a sword, the blood light is radiant, the body of the red-clothed Yama is passing by, and the soul is retained with one sword.

The artifacts confronted each other again, and Jun Wen's naive true energy was difficult to condense. He had lost three-point lead in his moves and was at a disadvantage for a while.

Behind the king's figures arrived together, the crazy moves of the Doomsday started to kill, the palms and swords intertwined, and the artifacts competed for the battle.

"Squeeze"

The Star Soul suppressed the magic spear, and it was broken with strong power. With a squeak, Jun Wentian's arm flew down, and the situation was in danger.

Outside the battle, Yuezhinv, Bai Wangran's expression sank at the same time, and a solemn flashed in her eyes.

The power of these two people joining forces is imaginative, and even Jun Wentian is at a disadvantage. Wouldn't that mean that they are not opponents?

"What the hell is thinking about, why don't you stop this battle!"

Bai Wangran said in a deep voice, the first guardian cannot defeat, even if it is two to one, he cannot defeat, otherwise, this will cause a significant blow to the momentum of the generals of the Demon Palace.

"The Holy Secretary has his arrangements, and we just need to obey our orders."

Yuezhin looked at the man with blue brocade fur standing quietly in the void ahead and said in a voice.

Over the battle situation, feeling the gaze from afar, Luo Shen smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Saint, your two guardians seem to be starting to worry. Why, don't you take action to stop this battle? Or, you want to use the hands of my underworld to get rid of this disobedient general."

"Miss, no need to be sowed. If Jun Wentian's strength is just like this, how could he be the name of the first guardian of the Demon Palace?" Jie Tiance said lightly.

"oh?"

A strange color flashed in Luo Shen's eyes, and raised his right hand, and suddenly, the air flow of heaven and earth slowly moved, and the sand waves rose without wind.

Seeing this, Jie Tiance raised his hand and pointed the edge. Four black and white pieces appeared, each falling to one side to calm the flowing airflow.

"Is the girl going to do something?" Jie Tiance said indifferently.

"no"

Luo Shen shook his head gently and said, and his raised hand fell down again, saying, "The Holy Secretary is here, how dare I act without any action? However, if the Holy Secretary doesn't like this guardian, I don't mind cleaning up the portal for the Holy Secretary."

Without deliberately lowering the sound, it drifted away with the wind. Everyone in the Demon Palace changed their expressions and looked at the two people in the void.

It is a fact that you are disobeying your orders. If the Shengsi had murderous intentions, it would not be impossible.

The heart-killing confrontation, the sword hidden in the smile, and below, the battle situation is also full of murderous intent. The king, the attack of Yan Luo is extremely sharp, and the king, the defeated elephant of the sky is revealed.

The battle again was dozens of moves, the magic sword and the star soul joined forces to block it, and the heavy punches were added to the body, and the energy penetrated the body.

Jun Wentian groaned, his figure retreated ten feet again, and his chest was stained with blood.

"It's been a thousand years, and the feeling of death is so nostalgic!"

Jun Wentian laughed instead of anger, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the two extremely powerful people in front of him, with three pointed and two blades spread across the sky, and his hands were circulating with extreme essence. In the rolling magic waves, the wind and clouds in the nine heavens changed in a panic, and thousands of thunders collapsed, falling into the world.

Seeing this, the King of Hell in Red and the King of Mysterious Clothes looked at the same time, and he did not dare to be careless. He stepped on his feet and his body quickly flew out.

"drink"

A long roar that moved Jiuzhou sounded, and Jun Wentian was surrounded by strange lights, and the third eye between his eyebrows appeared. Suddenly, the magic waves swept thousands of miles away, and the power of the sky moved mysterious yellow.

"Well"

With a humming groan, the king and Yan Luo took several steps in a row, and his face showed shock.

"not good!"

At this moment, the bodies of the Yan Luo who was watching the battle were shocked at the same time and his face changed drastically.

But in the surging demon waves, the eyes of heaven opened, and a dazzling light broke out into the air, and the aftermath swept across, and half of Foshan fell to an instant.

With the crisis in hand, it was too late to avoid it. The red-clothed Yama stepped forward and the sword was wide open, trying to forcefully block the move.

At this moment, Xuanyi's figure flashed, blocking ahead one step ahead. The doomsday madman waves surging, blocking the strange light.

"Well"

Going beyond the limit, the power of the four realms is unstoppable, the mad response of the doomsday collapses, and the strange light penetrates the body, bringing out a waterfall of sad blood.

The red-clothed Yan Luo shrank his eyes fiercely, swung his sword to shake off his remaining energy, and stepped forward to support the fallen king.

"retreat!"

Just when he had time to spit out a word, the king's arm was hanging down and fainted.

The red-clothed Yama's body trembled, and blood was lingering in his eyes. The demonic aura appeared faintly, and his anger attacked his heart. The demonic appearance was about to appear.

On the other hand, Jun Wentian, who used the power of transcending the realm, had a drop of blood flowing down his eyebrows and eyes, and he retaliated against himself.

"King of Hell, retreat!"

In the battle situation, the beautiful figure in the moon-white dress appeared and raised his hand to suppress the person's about to explode, and said in a deep voice.

He was reminded that the red-clothed Yama was shocked, suppressing the surging demonic energy in his body. He looked at the first guardian of the Demon Palace in front of him and said coldly, "We have lost this battle. I will see you again the next day, regardless of life or death!"

After saying that, the red-clothed Yama led the unconscious king over and flashed through and disappeared into the night sky.

The King of Hell left, Chu Jiang, Emperor Song, his facial features, Mount Tai, and the Five Palaces of Hell were not left, and his figure faded away and disappeared.

"Well"

The underworld Yan Luo left, and on the collapsed Foshan, Jun Wentian staggered and vomited blood, his injuries repelled, and his injuries were even worse.

"Brother!"

The figure of Yuezhi Girl flashed by, holding on to the former, showing a look of concern on her face.

"I'm fine!"

Jun Wentian stretched out his hand and pushed the woman beside him away, looking at the direction where the red-clothed Yama disappeared, and a flash of elf flashed. What a suburban Yama. In the future, the road ahead of the Demon Palace will not be lonely!

"Go back!"

Above the void, Jie Tiance glanced at the few people, said lightly, then took a step forward, merged into the void, and disappeared without a trace.

On the top of the Nine Heavens, the woman in blue dress turned and left, without saying a word from beginning to end.

"Brother, let's go too."

Tsukiwi Girl said softly.

Jun Wentian nodded and looked at the Buddha Lord Tian who had been practicing hard on the Buddha altar in front of him. After a moment, he stepped on his feet and disappeared into the darkness.

Everyone left one after another, and half of the destroyed Foshan collapsed, and the scene was as shocking as the doomsday.

"Amitabha"

On Foshan, small white-clad monks chanted the Buddha's name with their mouths. Even if they entered the Buddhist temple, the four elements were empty, and they were still moved by this desolate scene.

At the junction of the three domains, figures swept by one after another. For the red-clothed Yama, the figure swept past and rushed towards the Ten Halls of Yama below.

Behind, a group of Yama, the underworld, jumped up to follow, and his expression was heavy.

In the Hall of Yama, everyone took off the mask of Yama on their faces and restored their true appearance. They looked at the king who was seriously injured and unconscious in front of them, all with a look of worry.

Ning Chen raised his hand and activated his foundation. The body of the life scroll was continuously poured into the former body. The beginning of the Heavenly Book was compatible with the physical constitution of the world and made every effort to help the king heal his wounds.

On the side, Luo Fei stood there quietly, silently, extremely silent.

"Don't worry, he won't be in trouble!" Luo Shen stepped forward and comforted softly.

Concubine Luo forced a smile and continued to look at the person in front of her, and could not listen to any comfort for a moment.

Later, Luo Xingchen and others stood quietly and waited with a serious expression. No one expected that the power of the first guardian of the Demon Palace had finally shown that the power had obviously reached the third level, which was shocking.
To be continued...