"You're just an illusion, how dare you compete with me?"
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor, who is a powerful Tianjun, has long seen through that this is the afterimage in the Yuantian Demon Sword, and just slashed it out with one claw!
"Soul-shattering claws!"
Three sharp claw marks shattered the fierce light of Wanjian and carved it into the void.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the sun and moon turned into nothing, thousands of swords screamed in unison, and the yellow sand in the sky blew away the blazing sun, leaving only the blood-colored robe standing in the void.
"Let me see what else you can do..." Before he could finish his words, a broad sword with red magic light in it had already passed through his chest!
"Bah!"
This speed was so fast that even the powerful Yin Demon Saint Ancestor of Tianjun had no time to dodge. The Yuantian Demonic Sword was stained with demonic blood and became even brighter!
The figure of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor floated away, and the demon body reorganized. He looked at the demon sword in front of him warily!
The color of the hilt is dark gold, and dark lines spread across the entire sword body, which looks quite heavy. The scarlet sword body emits a blazing heat, and the blood of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor is stained on it.
It was evaporated away.
"Demons, all deserve to die!"
In an instant, the sword body turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man, with long hair disheveled, wearing a dark blue satin robe, which was stained red from the battle, with a dark silver dragon-patterned belt tied around his waist, and a head of thick black hair.
The silk threads drifted away in the wind, and a pair of unfathomable deep eyes stared straight at the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor.
"Jie Jie Jie!" The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor laughed sternly, "The demon sword possessed by resentment, the dignified Yuan Tian Sect, is so unbearable!"
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor is not afraid. Tens of thousands of years ago, he might have lowered his eyebrows, but now, he is just a remnant soul wielding a sword, so why should he be afraid?
"The demons in the Lost Time and Space area should all die!"
There was another sharp shout, and the figure of the middle-aged man came towards him. His sky-shattering sword intent turned into a fist light and struck at the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor. After several struggles, the blood-colored robe was not even touched.
"roar!"
With a cry of anger, his unwilling eyes gradually lost their luster, replaced by a feeling of redness everywhere!
"Use your body to control the sword!"
A demon sword appeared out of the sky, attacking the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor. Every time the sword struck, a crack appeared in the sky.
"The sword can break space!"
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor's expression was fierce, and his figure was tossing and turning, unable to stop dodging. The spirit of the sword body had long been wiped out by Yuan Tianzong's resentment. Although the Yuantian Demon Sword at this moment was terrifying, it only had the instinct of destruction!
"The sky is raining blood!"
It was the terrifying blow that shattered the world of the Lingtian Clan Elder. At this moment, the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor used it again. The scorching sun in the world was soaked in bright red, and the bloody stars and moon were dotted with thousands of murderous intentions!
"Boom!"
At the end of the sky, the auspicious clouds were gone, and blood-colored thunder roared down, hitting the blade of the Yuantian Demon Sword one after another. Red blood mist steamed up from the blade, and an inexplicable pattern appeared.
"It turns out that there are runes and restrictions engraved on it!" The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor narrowed his eyes, and immediately struck the sword with a claw, and a buzzing sound came out!
"Use it for me, surrender to me, Yuantian Demonic Sword!"
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor shouted loudly, and under the sky, the bloody thunder dissipated. In an instant, the entire world was enveloped in endless blood, and raindrops sprinkled in the sky.
Every drop of blood rain falls, accompanied by a roaring sound that echoes across the sky. One drop falls and smashes the stubborn rocks, and two drops fall and penetrate the mountainside. The power of the Heavenly Lord is unstoppable!
Countless blood raindrops fell on the Yuantian Demonic Sword, and the clearly visible lines were gradually dissipating!
"Ye Chen, that old guy is going to erase the resentment on the Yuantian Demon Sword!" Ling'er also realized the seriousness of the matter. Once the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor controls the Yuantian Demon Sword, unless there is someone like Ren Feifan who surrenders,
World, otherwise it will be difficult to find opponents in this world!
Maybe he will become the next Wutian!
By then, Ye Chen will definitely be in more danger!
"Damn it!"
Ye Chen firmly believed in his heart. He originally wanted to use the Yuantian Demonic Sword sealed in the Martial Arts Reincarnation Map to eliminate this old guy in one fell swoop, and also to undo the erosion of the Martial Arts Reincarnation Map by resentment. Unexpectedly, the old guy in the Yin Demon Temple turned out to be so terrifying.
Although he suffered some injuries, he was able to wipe out the power of resentment of Yuantian Demon Sword!
"With this guy's strength, I'm afraid he's not far away from reaching the next small realm!"
Linger said in a deep voice.
The bloody rain in the sky has passed, and the entire land is devastated. The gravel and flying sand have all turned into powder. The entire space is filled with a strong smell of blood. The previous landscape fairyland is now like a purgatory on earth, with no life at all!
A thick magic sword lay quietly in the void. The strange lines on it had long since dissipated, and the power of resentment that permeated the space of the Martial Arts Reincarnation Diagram had also dissipated invisible.
Yuantian Sect has been destroyed in the world since then!
The figure of the man with white bones no longer stood tall, and turned into a wisp of flying ash that dispersed in the wind. The army of tens of thousands of white bones also fell into pieces, crushed into dust, and returned to peace.
"cough......"
Coughing out a mouthful of blood, the man in the white shirt headed by the Twelve Great Saints was now covered in bright red. Even with his ability, he was at the end of his strength at this moment.
He spat out the minced internal organs smelling of yellow sand, and looked back at the people in the Yin Demon Temple. Among the more than twenty people who came on this trip, several of the Twelve Great Saints died, and the others all fought.
die!
These endless killing bones killed many of his brothers. Fortunately, the Holy Ancestor successfully rescued the siege at the critical moment. Looking at the magic sword standing quietly in the void, a flash of excitement flashed in everyone's eyes!
The figure of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor floated forward, and the moment the thin and inhumanly slender sword touched the Yuantian Demon Sword, he was caught first.
"I will accept the Yuantian Demonic Sword!"
The void fluctuated, a young voice sounded, and an indifferent figure crossed the sky, taking away the treasure that the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor was about to get.
"Jie Jie Jie, Lord of Reincarnation, I thought you didn't dare to show up!" A hoarse voice responded to Ye Chen, full of sarcasm.
"In that case, I will accept the Yin Demon Sky Stone and Yuantian Demon Sword together!" The afterimage of the blood-colored robe flashed, and a claw struck towards Ye Chen.
The Yuantian Demonic Sword in his hand focused his strength to strike, and the terrifying claw that was enough to tear the sky apart was blocked by the Demonic Sword.
"Damn it!" Ye Chen cursed secretly. Although the Yuantian Demonic Sword at this moment was an ownerless thing, it was just a casual blow that drained away Ye Chen's remaining spiritual power.
"The divine object that only the powerful Heavenly Lord is worthy of possessing is something that an ant like you can covet?"
Seemingly sensing Ye Chen's state, the figure above the void was not in a hurry, looking at Ye Chen like a butcher looking at the fish on the chopping board!
Although he was injured and his strength was far from his peak, he was enough to kill a boy from the Taizhen Realm!
In the periphery of lost time and space, he is the king!