Chapter 547

Seeing the woman in white falling into the hall, most of the disciples of the Ancient God Sect in the Palace of Gods and Demons were startled.

Most people feel strange when they see her.

But there are also a small number of people who suddenly jumped in their hearts.

The woman in white looked like the rumored Yan Mingkong...

The news about Yan Mingkong was more or less involved in the internal and external intelligence gathering of Qinglong and Baihu, the head teacher of Hongchen Ancient Divine Sect.

Like Chen Luoyang, he was born in the land of China.

Before that, it was even the first seat of the Vermilion Bird Hall inherited from the ancient god religion of Shenzhou Haotu, and it was also the second master of the Shenzhou Demon Cult after Chen Luoyang at that time.

But later, it seemed that he broke away from the ancient god religion and appeared in the world of mortals.

Although it does not involve the most top inheritances such as the blood of gods and demons, Dafa of stealing the sky and changing the sun, etc., it is quite exquisite in the unique knowledge of the divine religion.

But the most striking thing is that she comprehended the sword intent of the legendary Nether Twelve Swords.

For this reason, the two holy places of Tianhe and Xuehe were even triggered to encircle and hunt her down together.

His fortune is also really good, and he has never fallen into the hands of Tianhe and Xuehe.

Later, after Tianhe was severely injured and Xuehe went into hiding, her environment was much more affluent.

It's just that her behavior is quite unexpected and elusive.

The latest information about her was sent back more than half a year ago in the Yongyue Mountains of the Western Qin Dynasty. She helped Leng Ji escape from the siege of Western Qin, Kuhai, Eastern Zhou and other major forces.

After that, Yan Mingkong's whereabouts disappeared again.

To a certain extent, her existence was a reason why some people in the head teacher of Hongchen Ancient God Sect questioned Chen Luoyang.

Although Yan Mingkong was not classified as an apostate, at least he broke away from the ancient god religion without authorization.

Regardless of Hongchen or Shenzhou Haotu, according to the rules of the ancient gods, she must recover her inheritance of the gods.

In order to avoid leaking the secret because of this person's grievances, in most similar cases, he was often executed directly, or even detained if it was not good.

Ranked among the Holy Land of Demon Dao, the behavior of the Ancient God Sect in this aspect has never been called benevolent.

Yan Mingkong had been wandering outside and was not enforced by the canon. Many people in the head teacher regarded it as a stain on Chen Luoyang's ability.

However, Jiang Yi, the leader of the sect, had ordered that other people do not need to intervene, and the branch of Shenzhou Haotu God Sect would clean up the house by itself, so everyone was happy to watch the fun.

He never thought that today Chen Luoyang would suddenly capture Yan Mingkong back.

The young disciples in the Palace of Gods and Demons looked at each other, but they didn't dare to whisper in front of Chen Luoyang.

Those who didn't know Yan Mingkong showed their eyes and quietly asked others.

It's not easy for people you know to make a sound, just use mouth movements to remind them.

"Yan."

When the others saw this, they were suddenly taken aback.

Although they didn't know Yan Mingkong's appearance, most of them had heard about related matters.

At this time, the real person suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and everyone paid attention to him.

Under the eyes of everyone watching, the woman in white was calm and composed, with a calm expression, and only looked at Chen Luoyang above him indifferently.

"Elder Sister?" Su Ye saw Yan Mingkong, a little happy and a little confused.

Zhang Tianheng was expressionless and touched him with his elbow.

Su Ye seemed to come back to his senses, quietly glanced at Chen Luoyang who was sitting above him, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Yan Mingkong turned his head to look at Su Ye, nodded slightly in greeting, and then turned his gaze back to Chen Luoyang above.

Chen Luoyang tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the seat, and calmly looked at Yan Mingkong below.

"It took about a year to break through from the thirteenth realm to the sixteenth realm. It's not bad. The speed is indeed a little faster than I expected." Chen Luoyang shook his head: "Unfortunately, it's still far away."

Yan Mingkong was silent.

She didn't see the final scene of Chen Luoyang's fight with the wild queen, and was thrown into the map of the emperor by Chen Luoyang first.

But all the previous things were seen in the eyes.

Not to mention that Chen Luoyang fought against the wild queen, but he easily defeated Cang Lantie, the pinnacle of the 18th realm of martial arts, so Chen Luoyang was destined to be stronger than her right now.

Moreover, the strength gap between the two sides is faintly greater than when they were in Shenzhou Haotu.

Yan Ming has no fear, but she can make correct judgments.

The woman in white moves her wrists, quietly adjusts her breath, and perceives her current state.

The gap between the two sides is obvious, but she will not waver in the face of this opponent.

It's just a pity that her current physical condition is very bad.

The vicious battles in the wilderness were exhausting, and being suppressed by Huang Tiantu was not to mention recuperating, but it was even more exhausting.

There was already a huge gap in strength between her and Chen Luoyang, and in her current state, it was even more difficult to say whether she would be able to exert 50% of her strength.

However, Yan Mingkong didn't say anything, he just adjusted himself calmly and prepared for the arrival of the last moment, even if it was all in vain.

She was calm, but the other disciples of the Ancient God Sect in the Palace of Gods and Demons could not be calm.

Although it was not as exaggerated as Chen Luoyang's jump from the fourteenth to the seventeenth realm in about half a year, but jumping from the thirteenth to the sixteenth in one year was shocking in the world of mortals.

Especially as far as everyone knows, Yan Mingkong's environmental conditions are really not that good.

It is equivalent to the warriors of the single gang, not to mention that there is no resource support from such a holy place as the ancient god religion, and the worst time is that they are chased and intercepted by Tianhe and Xuehe masters every day, and they cannot survive for a moment.

In that vast land of Shenzhou, where are all the monsters like this?

This is totally against common sense...

Everyone is even thinking at this moment, should they also go to Shenzhou Haotu for two years?

Knowing that it was a bit funny, some people couldn't help but quietly looked at Ning Jiuwei, who had been sent by Chen Luoyang to Shenzhou Haotu for half a year.

... Is she going to start too?

Ning Jiu slightly felt the eyes of others, looked over blankly, and restrained himself from convenience.

She noticed the other party's thoughts, and felt absurd in her heart.

It's just that looking at Chen Luoyang and Yan Mingkong at this moment, she was even more shocked.

Chen Luoyang said that Yan Mingkong had been sanctified immediately, and everyone believed it.

What's more, as the core descendant of the ancient god religion, everyone present had seen many masters, so their eyesight was naturally not bad.

At this moment, Yan Mingkong's whole body is on guard, and his sword intent is bursting out. Everyone can clearly feel the strength of it.

Her pupils were ice blue, and she looked at Chen Luoyang, whose eyes were shining with a dark golden light above her. There was a faint chill on her body, which made everyone else in the hall palpitate.

Chen Luoyang's expression was calm, and he tapped the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingers.

"The Twelve Swords of the Netherworld, you have practiced pretty well. This is your own thing, so it's okay to leave it to you." He said unhurriedly: "But you should return everything you have learned from the divine religion, since you left the teaching without permission." From that moment on, we should have expected today.”

"I won't stand still." Yan Mingkong said quietly, with a straight tone without any fluctuations.

Chen Luoyang sat back in the chair, casually: "There is no difference."

Yan Mingkong's eyes were cold, and his whole body suddenly became transparent, like an ice sculpture.

The others present didn't realize what was going on at all.

But Chen Luoyang knew that this was Yan Mingkong's swift movement that suddenly incited her ghostly phantom, the speed suddenly increased, and a sword stabbed at her!

Yan Mingkong obviously knew that he only had one chance to strike.

So even though her physical condition was extremely bad, she still mustered all her strength at the first time, and she did everything in one battle.

When she was in the fifteenth realm, when she performed this move, the speed was so fast that the martial saints in the sixteenth realm could hardly react.

Although the state is poor at the moment, the speed is also extremely fast.

But her current opponent was Chen Luoyang.

When the sharp Nether Sword came in front of Chen Luoyang, its speed suddenly slowed down.

There seemed to be countless dim yellow lights surging around, and her sword seemed to stab directly into the ground.

The sword's edge cut the sky and the earth, but the thick earth in front of him seemed to be able to bear everything.

As a result, Yan Mingkong's speed slowed down, and only then did the others realize that a white figure had rushed in front of Master Chen.

And the "Yan Mingkong" that looked like an ice sculpture in the original place shattered into ice-blue brilliance.

Yan Mingkong himself seemed to have fallen into a swamp.

Are gods and demons immortal?

no it's not...

It is the "Houtu" in the rumored Shenwu Demon Fist...

Not only "Houtu", but also "Emperor Heaven".

"Emperor Heaven" and "Houtu" converge, and the sky and the earth close together with one punch.

A thought flashed through Yan Mingkong's mind.

Under the pressure of the sky and the earth, the originally invisible ghost sword in her hand showed the original appearance of the three-foot ice sword.

When Yan Mingkong was about to change his move, Chen Luoyang clenched one hand and five fingers, and his fist had already struck, hitting the three-foot ice sword in the middle, smashing it into pieces.

Then the five fingers of this hand spread out, and continued to move forward, grabbing Yan Mingkong.

Yan Mingkong had seen Cang Lantie's end, and knew that Chen Luoyang was proficient in the Dafa of stealing the sky and changing the sun, so he didn't want to get in touch with him, and wanted to get rid of it with his body.

But in Chen Luoyang's palm, it seemed as if a big black sun suddenly appeared.

Under the shining of the black sun, an extremely heavy gravitational force emanated from it. Yan Mingkong's figure immediately stopped, and he was frozen in mid-air, before he had time to avoid Chen Luoyang's palm.

She had no choice but to fight back, but with the same result as Cang Lantie, she was overwhelmed by Chen Luoyang's Dafa of stealing the sky and changing the sun.

Yan Mingkong only felt that his own cultivation was restrained for a while.

And Chen Luoyang's Dafa of stealing the sky and changing the sun, like a dragon with its own mind and life, kept devouring all the strength in her body except the Nether Sword Intent.

Yan Mingkong felt a strange tearing and pulling away from his body.

Chen Luoyang kept his word, if he could not move her Twelve Nether Swords, then he really would.

But it's a pity that she is suppressed by Chen Luoyang now, and she can't use the Twelve Nether Swords, so she can't help herself resist Chen Luoyang's Dafa of stealing the sky and changing the sun.

As a result, she felt that she had been forcibly stripped of her ancient divine religion skills after years of practicing one after another.

Day-changing Dafa...

Taiyin scriptures...

Ancient Bazijing...

The omnipotent magical power...

Even Taiyin Breaking the Sun Claw, Pure Yang Breaking the Moon Hand, Burning Sea Six Sounds, Candle Dragon Sword and many other unique skills have gradually come to naught.

Losing these things, Yan Mingkong's heart is like still water, without ripples.

Only when it came to the last magical skill, her face finally changed slightly.

Tathagata's magic palm.