The white-haired sword demon narrowed his eyes and quickly calmed down.

He lost his composure just now. Even if his aura changes, what can he do?

The future is full of variables, so why bother to worry? As long as you kill these little guys in front of you, you can cut off hidden dangers.

However, this calm state of mind was quickly replaced by surprise.

The dead energy was surging rapidly under his feet. The Yama Dharma image behind the other party looked like a big belly Buddha, and used a unique suction force to capture all the dead energy.

It's all, stripped away in an instant, without leaving a trace.

After stripping away the dead energy, he did not give up. He continued to strip away the evil energy.

The white-haired sword demon's expression changed drastically, and his Yama magic image was collapsing. What surprised him even more was that the power of the eighteenth-level sword prison was greatly reduced.

"Puff..." The old demon squirted out a mouthful of blood, and anger appeared on his face.

Chen Xinghe became even more excited when he saw that he declined again, and he died three times, which was the death of three times.

The impact of the self-destruction of the old ghost in the deep well seemed to have a little impact. It was breaking through the devil sword blockade, so after the white-haired sword demon sprayed out a mouthful of blood, it sprayed three more mouthfuls. Is this total exhaustion?

"My junior brothers and nephews, show your sword!" One thousand eight hundred monks immediately burst out of brutality. Everyone has gained great benefits today. From magic power to insight, can they be worthy of what they have gained without working hard?

"Draw the sword!" Everyone was full of murderous aura. The other party's aura was weaker and weaker. It was all illusions that were so powerful before, and all were castles in the air.

"Hmph!" The white-haired sword demon snorted coldly, never admitting that he could not help a group of juniors. He has practiced for so many years and has been in seclusion for 460 years. How could there be no way to kill him?

In retreat for 460 years at a time, this is something that ordinary monks cannot imagine. Except for those demon tribes with a long lifespan, they can travel around in one place for a long time, and human monks rarely do this.

Once you do this, it means sitting in the death gate! If you can wake up as usual after sitting in the death gate, this kind of person is absolutely amazing.

So even if the state takes a sharp turn, the white-haired sword demon is an extremely dangerous existence.

Chen Xinghe suddenly found that the ground was sinking rapidly with the white-haired sword demon as the center, and circles of light green demonic energy were concentrated.

After this demonic energy appeared, a large number of space cracks appeared hundreds of miles around, and the blood sea in the Demon Realm was flowing backwards at a terrible speed.

The blessing of the dragon vein, for the Nascent Soul monks, a little time is equivalent to a long time of cultivation! Therefore, those monks stuck in the early stage of the Nascent Soul or the middle stage of the Nascent Soul have entered the ascending channel.

The sword formation became stronger and more extraordinary under Chen Xinghe's cost, but the old guy opposite was also showing his power at all costs.

Next, the sky collapsed and the earth fell, and the radius of a hundred miles was completely destroyed. The aura of the demon world rose to its peak. Zhuque sat behind Chen Xinghe and saw this scene, and said incredibly: "Xinghe, you actually messed with such an enemy. No, I have to inform everyone to work together."

"Notify everyone?" Chen Xinghe was slightly stunned and found that a large amount of dead energy and evil energy gathered at the foot of the sword formation under the shocking suction force.

There was a loud bang behind me, and many old friends appeared.

"Sha Zhenzhen, Xuan Laoqi, Li Yuanjun, Yuan Mengjue, Ling Shizi..."

"Hey, Ao Hongyu? She woke up, and joined the underworld and became Meng Po. She is so tough and beautiful Meng Po. Is this magic dog under her feet Yue Wuque?"

Chen Xinghe was a little confused. Brother Zhuque was really using everything, almost using all the people under his command.

"Hehe!" Xuan Laoqi grinned and Li Yuanjun nodded slightly to this side.

Chen Xinghe nodded and responded, happy that the former fellow Taoists had rebuilt the underworld.

Surrounded by the dead aura, the ten palaces of the underworld, the judge of Meng Po, the black and white impermanence, the cow head and horse faces all stood up, and dozens of ghost dragons soared into the air to cheer, forming a guardian area.

When the monks of Qingtian saw this strange operation of the Lord, they became more at ease.

Those ghost dragons in the underworld became vivid with the help of the dragon energy.

Chen Xinghe knew that this war had completely drained the dragon vein. Although the immortal stones and ingots have not decreased, the dragon vein also needs to accumulate and practice, and the help to him will become minimal in the future.

However, the power of the underworld formation and the sword formation is really strong!

It took a long time, but in fact it was just a few blinks and understanding. The white-haired sword demon was activated, fully demonstrating the strength of the fusion period.

The demonic energy from far and near is turned into sword energy, with extraordinary attack power.

Chen Xinghe waved his hand and released a sword shadow. Because it was too much to consume, it was impossible to condense the flying sword. Fortunately, everyone in the sword formation now has a sword shadow around him. It was the time when Qingtian Sword Dao was at its peak, so he barely resisted the fierce attack launched by the white-haired sword demon.

The aura of the demon world from far to near was weakened by three points, and the aura of the underworld and the sword formation was enormous, and the death and evil aura that was pulled over was more.

Zhuque was overjoyed. These dead and evil auras were mixed with soul fragments, and they were all extremely high-end soul fragments, which were treasures for these ghost monks.

Chen Xinghe gritted his teeth, took out the Kaiming Seal, and began to release the gate of the Heavenly Palace with a loud bang: "Remember, Wanmo Sect, the Tianmen is here, and suppresses the defilement and invasion of the Demon Realm. This is the boundary wall. As long as I do not die for a day, I will not allow you to step into the territory of the Qingtian Sect."

The sword formation swallows the sky with its momentum: "No, no!"

This time, Chen Xinghe made a lot of money to leave the gate of the Heavenly Palace here, split the soil and block the demonic path!

At the beginning, the door looked very illusory, but after more than ten breaths, it became increasingly huge. Under the clouds and mist, it began to lengthen toward both sides, erecting a powerful barrier.

The sword formation floated in the air, stepped on the gate of the Heavenly Palace under his feet, and the underworld formation gathered behind him, like a giant reef. Although the storm and rain were extremely cold, he was not afraid.

"Crack..." The demonic energy-turning sword came to invade again.

Chen Xinghe's eyes widened: "Oh, old guy, have you blinded your dog's eyes, can't you feel the energy?"

The white-haired sword demon shook his body, and he naturally felt that the other party was fighting with great cause and effect.

The great cause and effect of the underworld in the underworld!

The mystery of the destruction of the Heavenly Palace is the great cause and effect!

Such great cause and effect manifestation shows that this son has involved some important opportunities in the Three Realms. Although such a person can be killed, it is extremely difficult to kill and he has to endure the terrifying backlash.

"Hahaha!" Jian Demon laughed and said, "Do you know what a demon is? Do you know that it is impossible to do it, this is a demon! Have you done very little things against the will of heaven?"

The distance is shaking continuously, and although the white hair is messy, it is still proud.

Chen Xinghe didn't say anything nonsense, and his sharp eyes shot towards the opposite side, telling the world word by word: "The realm is sealed here, Tianmen Yongzhen!"

"Tianmen Yongzhen!" The monks broke out, and many people have come to the critical point to accept the pulling of seedlings and forcing growth.

At this moment, the early stage of the Nascent Soul is advanced to the middle stage, the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is advanced to the late stage, and the late stage of the Nascent Soul is advanced to the peak, and collectively improving to a small level.

You should know that these are 1,800 people. At the same time, the improvement of cultivation can be said to be an immediate effect, and a large climate suddenly formed, with the help of the aggressive attacks generated during promotion.

"Clang clang clang..." The sword energy was scattered and the murderous intent was deep. The Tianmen completely separated from the Ming Seal, revealing a complete figure for the first time, forming a barrier and isolating the demon.
Chapter completed!