"Swish."

A long rainbow rushed out from the depths of the earth, rose into the air, and Ning Jiang's figure appeared again.

However, at this time, he was quite embarrassed. His large bones were shattered, his internal organs were almost torn, his body was covered in scars, and he suffered severe injuries.

After all, the Heavenly Lord is the Heavenly Lord.

Even if the person in front of him is just a Dharma body condensed from the blood of the Heavenly Lord, he still has incomparable power.

Although the six immortal killing spears in Ning Jiang's hand were imperial weapons, they had one fatal disadvantage, that is, Ning Jiang could not fully exert the power of this imperial weapon. After all, the immortal killing technique he mastered was incomplete and incomplete.

When he was at the Sky Gate, the Immortal Slayer recovered independently once, showing its might of the emperor, but at that time the Immortal Slayer's independent revival was entirely due to the stimulation of the blood of the fallen immortal.

Ning Jiang himself alone would never be able to exert the full power of the Immortal Killing Spear.

"Do you want to fight again?"

The old man looked indifferently, looking down at Ningjiang with a high above, like an ant.

As the Heavenly Lord, nothing can be taken seriously by them except the Emperor. In his eyes, Ning Jiang was just a lucky person who had good luck and got the Immortal Slayer. Apart from that, it was not worth mentioning.

"war!"

Ning Jiang shouted without any fear.

His whole body was boiling, his muscles and bones crackled, and the broken bones and scars recovered quickly. The Heavenly Demon Body possessed the power of self-healing. Of course, this self-healing is not without cost. Every time heals himself, healing himself, he consumes Ningjiang's blood and energy.

With this self-healing, Ning Jiang's entire body shrank a circle and his blood and energy were seriously depleted. At his limit, he healed himself twice at most.

"Oh? A good method of body refining is no worse than the demon bodies of our tribe."

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Jiang with some surprise. This body refining method with self-healing power is definitely a top-level method.

"I don't know how many amazing methods you have mastered. People from the world have really made me more and more curious."

In the old man's heart, Ningjiang is now a treasure, with a priceless treasure in this treasure. He had a kind of intuition that he could torture a huge fortune from Ningjiang.

"Boy, don't worry, I won't kill you. I will pull out your soul, question it little by little, and force it to find out all the secrets."

The old man said with cold eyes.

"The people who covet my secrets have become dead people, and you will be no exception." Ning Jiang smiled coldly.

He let go of the Immortal Slayer and stood the Immortal Slayer in the air.

"Well? Now, what are your methods?" The old man looked coldly, not caring at all. What big waves can an ant make?

"I will let you see my truly invincible magical powers!"

Ning Jiang stretched out his hand and whistled, a flag fluttering in his hand. The stars were shining on the flag, and a flag seemed to be a starry sky.

This flag was made by Ningjiang tens of thousands of years ago, and spent a lot of effort to refine the power of stars in the sky. He combined the flag with the Immortal Slayer and turned into the Ten Thousand Stars Flying Immortal Flag.

This flag carries too many memories of Ningjiang.

He once carried this flag and led countless strong men to fight against the nine heavens and ten earths, stepped on the heavenly court, and entered the forbidden land. This flag witnessed countless tragic battles.

In those days, this flag had extraordinary significance.

Seeing this flag is like seeing the Emperor!

Later, he gave the flag to Bai Qingqiu, the loyal general who had been following him. Now, after 100,000 years, the flag has fallen into his hands again, but now, no one except him knows the glorious past of this flag.

"My old friend, let your last light bloom, your glory will be remembered by the entire demon world!"

Ning Jiang slowly touched the Wanxing Feixian Flag with his palm. His voice was trembling and there was a strong reluctance in his eyes. The flag shook violently, as if it was a whine, saying goodbye to Ning Jiang.

Just in everyone's shocked eyes, the flying immortal flag of Ten Thousand Stars suddenly rose up with flames. The flame was like the fire of destruction, igniting the entire world. At this moment, the peerless light burst into the world. The entire Demon God Realm, no matter where it is, is as bright as day.

The countless demons all looked at this scene in shock. In the endless flames, stars intertwined, and each star was so brilliant and so real and beautiful.

Such a starry sky is never seen in eternity.

The Divine Phoenix Heavenly Girl, Qian Yexue, the Killing Heavenly King, the Dead Silent Heavenly King, the Troll King...

Everyone looked up at this scene. Their eyes reflected the brilliant starry sky. How beautiful is this starry sky in the sea of ​​fire? Every star is like a phoenix ashes as fire.

"If you can see such a peerless sight, you will die without regrets."

Some demons who were about to have a birthday were even more excited.

Ning Jiang was like them, looking at the starry sky, his eyes no longer felt sad, but a kind of joy and congratulations.

Today, after 100,000 years, the Ten Thousand Stars Flying Fairy Flag once again showed its peerless posture to the world.

"This is, this is..."

The Heavenly Lord of the Demon Clan stared at the starry sky. This starry sky reminded him of a person, a fierce man who had once stepped into the demon world and was invincible.

That fierce man destroyed the Holy Demon Clan and broke the imperial weapon. He used his own strength to suppress the many Heavenly Venerables all bowed their heads.

But that person was obviously dead.

Ning Jiang's eyes were drooping, like a god and a Buddha overlooking the people, and he could not see any emotion: "Today I will use this flying immortal flag of thousands of stars to kill you here, which is the greatest glory of your life!"

After the words came, Ning Jiang's palm slowly stretched out.

Rumble.

The countless stars in the entire starry sky were intertwined and arranged, turning into a starry hand. This starry hand seemed to be able to pick stars and catch the moon, and slowly land towards the old man.

"No!"

The old man's previous indifference disappeared, and a look of horror appeared on his face. He roared, used all his strength to make a blow.

In an instant, the world collapsed, and countless strange phenomena appeared. The world seemed to usher in the doomsday. Terrifying fluctuations swept across the entire Demon God Realm. Even the king could not bear it at this moment. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

This is his full-strength attack. His previous battle with Ning Jiang was just a small fight, and he didn't even take out 70% of his strength.

Unfortunately, no matter how fierce his attack was, he could not resist the starry hand falling from the sky. This palm seemed to appear again in the emperor, covering the sky with one hand and suppressing everything.

In a trance, the old man seemed to see the fierce man from 100,000 years ago, and the figure of the fierce man slowly overlapped with Ning Jiang and joined together!

"It's you! It's you! Emperor!"

The old man roared in disbelief as he saw a ghost.

But no one could hear his voice. The Star Hand fell, grabbed him in the palm of his hand, and squeezed him hard.
Chapter completed!