Light and shadow floated at the end of the sea and sky, and suddenly stopped above the Mingming Jian Island.

"Call me to come..." The visitor sat in the vast silver light, stared at the young body of the demon god, and immediately stopped talking.

The teacher invited by the five saints had an extraordinary vision. After watching carefully, he was shocked to the point where he could not be more shocked. He saw that this dark giant was like a legendary giant swallowing a ship with a giant shadow in the sea of ​​sea.

"Immediately ask our people to evacuate Mingming Sword Island, hurry up." The old saint was calm just now, but in a blink of an eye he turned into a cat full of fur. This change shocked the five saints.

"Escape quickly." I don't know who shouted, and the emperors quickly led their troops to evacuate the island. However, the demon god's young body didn't even look at these people, and punched hard at the chain ban of the nine palaces of Taiyuan.

"Boom"

The center of the island has been shattered and sunken, but the chain restrictions of the nine palaces of Taiyuan are indeed extraordinary. After a brief defeat, a dazzling sword light rose upwards and attacked the huge black fist.

"Bo, Bo, Bo, Bo..."

Thousands of sword shadows rotated with the formation as the center, and instantly attracted thousands of sword energy from around the island and rotated upwards, wrapping around the wrists of the demon god's young body, and attacking the arms and heads all the way up.

"Aoah..."

The demon god's young body roared to the sky, and he was beaten to the point of pain. In addition, he was already shocked and angry, so he suddenly shook his body, swept forward with dark legs and feet, making a gesture to flatten the Mingming Sword Island.

Wan Xiao's body used a sweeping leg in the sea. It was a tsunami, with raging waves rolling, and the waves were like blades. Then the sea water and mud were attacking all over the sky, carrying endless sword energy and sword lights. This was the wrath of the demon god.

Although the people on the island were reminded by the old saint that they were evacuating urgently, unfortunately they were still more than one step late. In addition, the consciousness of these people was too far from their own territory. They were out to travel for a conference, which meant that their mobile phone was not in the service area and suddenly suffered this disaster and could not go back at all.

Luo Yang entered the chain ban of the Nine Palaces of Taiyuan and was considered to be the right thing to do. The demon god's young body attacked madly, and even the aftermath was extremely terrifying, and he involved the five saints. As for the emperor and honorary levels who destroyed 30% on the spot, it was the real annihilation of consciousness and could no longer be condensed again.

Of course, all the remaining essences were the essence. They used all their skills to take refuge. Although they were trembling, they escaped the disaster of killing.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The young demon god's body launched an attack around Mingming Sword Island, punching, legs, elbows, and knees. Such a huge body turned and moved faster than imagined.

Well, after doing this, many emperor-level experts have suffered. As for the sacrifice of the honorable figures, it is impossible to calculate...

Luo Yang walked to the center of the ban. If it were any other time, he would step into the ban at will and would be killed by various forces immediately.

However, the famous Taiyuan Nine Palace Chain Ban is not powerful enough to target Luo Yang? The demon shadow fist outside constantly launches attacks beyond the limit, and the 432 rock giant swords surrounding the Ban have all broken, as if they tear open a crack.

In this way, the ban has to mobilize more forces to deal with strong enemies. Compared with external attacks, Luo Yang has almost ignored the threat.

The five saints were shocked and quickly saluted: "I would like to ask the teacher to help me. Canglan Qifeng is under the ban. You cannot let this saint escape, otherwise the Taicang clan will add a cohesion out of thin air, causing variables in the overall situation."

"Hmph, this kind of ghost thing that may not appear once every hundreds of millions of years is too evil. You really have a problem for me." The old saint looked bad and quickly calculated the gains and losses in his heart. Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, he sighed: "Okay, I will do my best to find a way to attract monsters. You can hurry up and cook the Mingming Sword Island."

Before he finished speaking, the old saint had already taken action.

"Click"

When the thunder sounded, a red and purple thunder appeared. Although compared with the demon god's young body, the Wanjun thunder was just a lightning ball with a fist, but it produced unparalleled lethality.

With a "buzz" sound, the thunder soared upwards, breaking into the wound on the demon's young head with extremely accurate accuracy. It has to be said that ginger is old. The old saint spread salt on the wound as soon as he made a move, and did not hold back. The thunder contained the most pure sword intent.

The demon god's young body shook his head with force, let out a roar that pierced his soul, and waved his huge fist to attack the old saint.

Speaking of which, the silver light of the old saint sitting cross-legged in front of the demon god's young body was only equivalent to his thumb, but it was incredible in the eyes of ordinary people. This is the saint's supreme power, infinite

Just compare with whom, there is a bug in front of the demon god's young body.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The roaring waves and thunder rose again. The strength of this old saint is definitely something that Luo Yang cannot estimate. I don’t know how long he has lived, how many rare treasures of the universe have been enjoyed, and the merits and fortunes have long been unpredictable.

Moreover, this old holy had rich fighting experience and created nineteen thunders, which accurately attacked the wounds on the head of the demon god's young body, making it difficult to describe the sword intent that was blown out. It was no longer as simple as adding injuries to the wounds, as if it wanted to erase the origin of the demon god's young body.

Now the demon god's young body was gone. He opened his mouth wide and spewed out a black wave, sweeping in all directions.

"Hey, do you have this ability?" The old saint was shocked and moved away with silver light. However, he underestimated the power of the Black Tide. The billions of black silk flew into the sky, completely blocking the Mingming Sword Island, like a spider silk intertwined in disorder.

There was a light "bang" sound, and I don't know which black filament trembled slightly, which immediately caused all the filaments to shake, with unlimited murderous intent

"Not good" Old Sheng widened his eyes, realizing that he was so careful, he still looked down on this terrifying monster that he didn't know how to form, or should he call him the Demon God?

In the heart of the old saint, he was always unwilling to use the word "God" to define a dark ghost, and felt that there was no possibility, but when he saw black filaments blocking the vast area, he knew it would be bad.

"This place is like a divine realm. Although it is just a prototype, it has formed its own spatial order." After only a moment of silence, the old saint heard a scream.

"Ah Help"

"I am the Demon Emperor, how can I die?"

The black thin silk makes a "bang bang" sound, no matter whether you are a supreme or a royal level? After the star sword energy washed down from ancient stars touches the black thin silk, it will be subjected to infinite vibration increase, and its power is superimposed by hundreds or thousands of times, becoming a corrosive sword energy attacking the enemy.

After screaming, the powerful men of all races who rushed to Mingming Sword Island for a meeting suffered heavy losses. It was really heavy. No one could leave, and at least 70% of them were destroyed. The teachers invited by the five saints were already unable to take care of themselves, and the corrosive sword energy was transmitted along the black silk threads, like a waterfall, and they could always accurately hit him.

"Damn it, this is a demon god, whose strength is between the ninth-level holy and the first-level demon god." The old saint was extremely frightened and gritted his teeth to deal with the fierce attack. He did not dare to hesitate for a moment, so he quickly made his body soar and used his unique secret skill.
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