Due to the arrival of the Sword Master, the void has become more destructive.
"interesting."
The Demon smiled quietly as he looked at the Sword Master, as if looking at a piece of art, appreciating it playfully.
"Demon." The sword master frowned slightly.
He happened to be passing by and accidentally smelled the evil demon. Then he came over and took a look. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a heavenly demon, and a semi-god-level heavenly demon. Such a demon had been extinct long ago.
right.
After seeing the Demon, he then looked at Zhao Yun and the others.
Looking at it this way, it really surprised him. Is the blond boy actually a golden-winged roc? Is the young man with the special fairy eyes an eternal bloodline?
When he was about to look at Zhan Tianxing, he frowned again. He looked a little familiar, judging from his bloodline. Zhan Tianxing's inheritance?
"Come, let me see how many virtues you have." The demon smiled faintly. Although his words were slight, they were quite shocking, like the sound of thunder.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the black demon covering the sky and even the Sea of Burial Dragons, instantly turning into darkness. Coldness and silence coexisted, and a violent aura swept across the sky and the earth.
The sword master said nothing, just flicked his sleeves, and sent Zhao Yun and the others out of the Sea of Burial Dragons, because the ensuing battle would be devastating, and any aftermath might kill them.
Zhao Yun felt his eyes flicker, and he appeared again on the top of a mountain in the distance, surrounded by Dapeng and Zhan Tianxing.
boom!
On the other side of the Dragon Burial Sea, the Heavenly Demon has started a battle with the Sword Master. Even from a long distance away, the black demon can still be seen rolling, and the sound of the sword can still be heard.
Perhaps the fighting was so loud that the whole world was affected, the mountains were shaking, and pieces of gravel rolled down.
"As expected of the Sword Master."
The old man with a white beard stood on the edge of the pagoda, half of his head exposed, and looked at it with all his eyes, his little heart fluttering.
What a creation
Fake people, he came out this time and wandered in front of the gate of hell.
"I can't see clearly!"
Dapeng rubbed his eyes and tried his best.
However, my vision is limited, or my cultivation is shallow, and all I can see is the rolling demonic evil spirits, and the sword light in the vertical and horizontal demonic evil spirits.
In addition, there are two blurry figures, one is the sword master and the other is the demon. They are the immortal king and the demigod competing for supremacy.
"A master of sword practice." Zhao Yun murmured, and he could sense an unparalleled sword intention from the distant battlefield. Even every trace of sword energy could disrupt the world.
"Mocheng."
This name came out of Zhan Tianxing's mouth again.
His expression was still in a daze, and he was deeply moved when he saw the state of mind of Zhan Longhai.
Among his peers, there were only a few people that he could fear, and that person was one of them. Although they only met once, he could still remember that person who seemed ordinary and ordinary, but was actually unfathomable.
He had regrets in his heart. He regretted that when Mo Cheng was fighting for the Immortal Ranking of the Emperor's Generations, Mo Cheng was in the process of proclaiming himself. Until he was trapped in the Supreme City, he could not fight against him.
After all the changes, he had never thought that the person he was afraid of in the past was still in the world. Did he use secret methods to establish himself in this era?
Why!
His sigh was a sigh for God's ruthlessness, but also a sigh for the time being like a sword. He was obviously from the same generation, but now, day by day, he couldn't even hold back a wisp of evil spirit from the demon, but that person could kill him with a sword.
Retreat from the demigod.
"What is the origin of the demon?" Zhao Yun asked.
"I heard from my father that the demons are the distracting thoughts left by God in the world. After years of precipitation, spiritual wisdom has grown and it has gradually become a line of inheritance." Dapeng replied.
God?
Stray thoughts?
Zhao Yun subconsciously raised his eyes and looked into nothingness.
He was quite puzzled as to why the distracting thoughts of God remained in the world. Seeing that the devil was so bloodthirsty and violent, he must have swallowed many living beings and caused many bloody disasters. The world was already chaotic enough, yet God still
Leave distracting thoughts in the mundane world.
"The sanctioners of the fairy world don't care." Dapeng slandered, and he was already brewing a curse word in his heart.
Can't control it.
If the Immortal Realm's punisher were here, he would definitely say something like this: He has no right to interfere when it involves God.
In fact, there is no need for him to care.
There are many talents in the immortal world, and there are many people who can deal with the demons, such as Shi Ming, Taoist Immortal, and Mo Cheng at this moment. The little kid who practices swordsmanship is still very amazing.
Boom! Bang!
The battle in Dragon Burial Sea is getting more and more intense.
The good sea has completely dried up, and all the islands in the sea have collapsed. Even the mountains in the four directions cannot withstand the aftermath of the war. They have been blown up in pieces, and the sky and the earth have lost their color. Some
Just darkness.
"How about we withdraw?"
The white-bearded old man whispered, even though he had confidence in the sword master, he was still scared. The whole journey was so frightening that he had to find a place to take it easy.
The three of them ignored him and were still looking at the Dragon Burial Sea.
The battle between the Immortal King and the demigods must have been brutal.
This is indeed the case.
As powerful as a sword master, his body is stained with blood.
He is not an ordinary Immortal King, but the Heavenly Demon does not seem to be an ordinary demigod either. His domineering demon body is indestructible, and the way he practices is also extremely strange.
Looking at the demon, he no longer had the same high profile as before. Instead, his eyes were dim and dim. The sword cultivator he was fighting against was more terrifying than he imagined.
He was a majestic demigod, but he couldn't defeat the Immortal King. Not only was he unable to defeat him, he was also injured frequently.
He is indestructible and can be said to be immortal, but the blows from the devastating sword intent are still very painful.
"You are more interesting than those three little kids."
The demon sneered and carved an ancient demon pattern between his eyebrows.
His magic power and momentum are rising due to the magic patterns carved out, and even the flying demons and Taoism have more destructive power. If you want to deal with this fairy king, it is necessary to use some trump cards.
Here, Zhao Yun and the other two people all raised their heads.
The devil played his trump card, causing a dark starry sky to appear in the sky above the Dragon Burial Sea. Every star in it was dyed with magic light, accompanied by lightning and thunder, shining with evil starlight.
They couldn't tell whether it was a supernatural power or a vision. They only knew that the starry sky was terrifying. If they looked at it for one more time, they would feel like their hearts would be swallowed up by it.
"Get out of here."
The faint words came from the sea of burial dragons.
It was the sword master who was talking.
The demon has a trump card, and so does he.
The next battle will turn this world into ruins. Without strong cultivation and foundation, it is better to escape far away, so as not to suffer the aftermath if you are not careful.
There is no need for him to say that Zhao Yun and the others are also retreating.
The residual power of the war has spread to this place, and the mountain peak they were standing on has been blown into ashes in an instant.
At this moment, the black halos created by the war are still spreading in all directions, turning everything in their path into ruins.
"Oh, I'll go." Dapeng covered his forehead, as if he was drunk and a little unsteady on his feet.
Zhao Yun and Zhan Tianxing beside them were also groaning, as if they were under a curse and their minds were disturbed by the disaster.
"Don't look at the devil's starry sky anymore." The white-bearded old man was still a thief and retracted the pagoda, not forgetting to remind the three of them.
The starry sky that the demon sacrificed was so weird. After watching it for a long time, it didn’t feel good.