Chapter 139

Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Mountain, Ze, Water, Fire.

The eight layers of objects gather together and condense into one point, as if to bring the world back to the ancient prehistoric creation.

Infinite boundlessness, grand and heavy artistic conception of power, blocked the sword emperor Wang Jian's almost mortal sword.

Destroying the common people, the awe-inspiring sword intent to kill, wiped out all the gossip and images.

But the gossip converges and constantly metamorphoses.

The sword will finally become the end of the crossbow, and there is no power to continue, no matter how difficult it is to move forward.

The empress Yan Mingkong stood still, and the four great masters were fused together to form the ultimate defense, and she directly resisted the sword Emperor Jian, the strongest sword in her life!

She gently sent her hands forward.

Wang Fitness floated backwards, out of the range covered by the night sky.

Yan Ming's white jade-like face flashed green and red alternately, and then returned to normal.

She looked at Wang Jian and nodded slowly: "It is indeed stronger than you were before. As far as attack is concerned, you are better than Li Yuanlong."

Wang Jian looked solemn and did not continue to attack.

He just stared at Yan Mingkong.

It seems that there are some people who edit a few more chapters, but generally not too many. After all, people's time experience is limited.

Among the people with complete characters, Yan Mingkong, the head of the Suzaku Palace, is the only one in the Demon Cult.

"In the history of this religion, there have been people who have completed all the chapters of the Huanggu Bazijing." Su Wei said in a deep voice: "But that is only the foundation of practice, and there has never been such a new change."

He let out a long breath: "She created it herself!"

It is rumored that in order to defeat the Demon Emperor, the Empress created her own sword technique as a breakthrough.

But now there is no shadow in the swordsmanship, but a brand new defensive skill.

Is it because the rumors are wrong, in fact, this is the trick of the Empress?

Or, besides this move, she has another sword?

However, Sword Emperor Wang Jian seems to be unable to make her reveal more things.

Although they belonged to different camps, a group of young men from the Devil's Cult looked at the chief seat standing in mid-air, which had not moved for a minute, with serious expressions.

Outside the main hall, a group of senior elders also showed shock.

"Second brother, you already knew?" Fourth Elder Chai Han looked at Second Elder Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao nodded first, and then shook his head slightly: "The old man is also pleasantly surprised. When we met last time, he was not as well integrated as he is now, and his weight is as light as it is."

The Fifth Elder Tan Yunsheng said slowly: "With the combination of the four great skills, defending with all your strength, I feel that it is better than the immortal demon at the same level!"

"If the sword she prepared can surpass Wang Jian's power..." Third Elder Wang Mofeng glanced at Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao quietly looked at the void in the distance and did not speak.

Wang Mofeng looked away.

Those who practice the blood of the demon can theoretically practice the Sun-changing Dafa, the Great Sun Golden Body of the Great Sun Heavenly King Jue, and the Impermanence of the Taiyin Scripture at the same time.

But when the power of the demonic blood is activated to the extreme, it rejects all other unique skills, and cannot use other unique skills when casting the demon's immortal body.

As Yan Zhao said before, the old leader Chen Hanhai should be most grateful that his son is better than his father.

Otherwise, today's Yan Mingkong has shown a stronger momentum than Chen Hanhai.

It is the first case in the history of 800 years since the establishment of Shenzhou Haotu Ancient God Sect.

Those who don't cultivate the blood of the demon are above the blood of the demon!

A fruit of the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree can no longer decide the fate of two people...

If it is said that everyone in the Devil's Cult is in a complicated mood, on the side of the Middle Earth Righteous Path, it is extremely depressed.

"Just now, Layman Wang, for a moment, Pindao almost thought it was Master Tao Pavilion who made the move, but Tao Pavilion Master's sword is magnificent and magnificent, and Layman Wang's sword is full of destruction." Liu Yunzi said softly road

"Senior Sword Emperor's sword breaks through the limit and is extremely powerful. It's just that this kind of kendo must consume a lot. I don't know how many more swords he can make." Si Huaifei's face showed worry: "The empress can take this sword. At the same time, there is also the Demon Emperor..."

Everyone's line of sight involuntarily shifted from Yan Mingkong to the six dragon emperor's chariot.

Chen Luoyang, who was sitting in his seat, looked as usual.

He was not in a hurry, and finally stood up from his seat, and then stepped out of the hall.

In the hall, Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng, King Kong and others stepped aside one after another.

Seeing the calm expression of their leader, the uneasiness in their hearts caused by the performance of the empress disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Yan Zhao, Wang Mofeng and others outside the hall also lowered their heads slightly.

"Not bad, but..."

Chen Luoyang came out of the main hall, stood outside the hall, looked at the Empress Yan Mingkong: "...Looking forward and looking backward, hiding your head and showing your tail, why bother?"

Yan Mingkong responded calmly: "The opponent is wrong."

Chen Luoyang grinned, smiled faintly, and turned his head to look to the other side without saying anything to him.

Facing Sword Emperor Wang Jian, he restrained his smile and didn't speak.

It's just that there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, and he shook his head slightly.

Wang Jian let out a breath slowly: "Master Chen's eyes are as bright as a torch, this battle is lost by Wang."

"You hurt my junior, and I still say that you have made rapid progress and changed the world." Chen Luoyang said indifferently: "In the end, just like Xiu Zhe, you only let me down."

"Daoist Liuyun is my old friend, no matter how strong or weak, I can't just stand by." Wang Jianyan said: "If you offend, you can only bear it with yourself..."

Chen Luoyang said indifferently: "Don't be so polite."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand.

In an instant, an ancient god with a dark golden light flashing, as if with the sky above his head and the ground on his feet, appeared in front of everyone.

Vicious and domineering, the spirit of fighting and killing pervades the four directions.

Everyone at the scene was in a state of confusion, slightly or severely aroused to be warlike in their hearts, just wanting to fight to the death and have a good time.

Countless battlefields in ancient and modern times seemed to be superimposed and fused together at this moment, covering the Nanyun Mountain Range.

Everything in the world is gone.

Only wild killing and unyielding fighting spirit left!

Everyone in the Devil's Cult stared at the ancient god statue, dumbfounded.

"...Chi You?!" Someone couldn't help blurting out.

Above Chi Youxiang's head, there were nine divine soldiers hanging in the air, piercing the sky with endless killing vigor.

Chen Luoyang's outstretched right hand clenched its five fingers into a fist.