A demon flew into the sky.

The demons retreated and left behind.

Yuanzheng felt awe-inspiring in his heart and exclaimed:

"Can he be a descendant of the Demon World Emperor, born extraordinary, with great qualifications, far superior to the king's body."

Han Xinwu's face darkened, and she didn't expect that there would be a big figure among the 100,000 demon army.

Today's world of gods and demons is at its peak, because there is a living emperor, the demon emperor who despises the world. His reputation spreads throughout the heavens and all living beings are afraid of it.

"It is said that the Demon Emperor Miserable has nine emperor sons, which one are you?"

"The Tenth Lord."

The emperor's son danced with black hair:

"I'm the one who is the Emperor Miejue. How dare you ask the girl if she has a good match?"

"Dengtuzi, today I will let you come and go." Han Xinwu took a pill to stimulate his soul, barely controlled the Taiyin Haoyue Pearl, and emitted a silver-white holy light, swept across it, and thunder was trembling in an instant.

"Your rouge horse is strong enough, and you will feel accomplished only when tamed!" Emperor Miejue laughed to the sky and pulled out the demon sword at his waist, three feet long and one finger wide, a thin sword, swallowing and spitting out the power of the holy demon, with endless sharpness, as if it could cut through the night sky and cut off the Milky Way.

Thorn!

He slashed down with one sword.

The weather is vast and the magical power is surging.

It is as powerful as the silver-white holy light, and like a cloth, being forcibly divided.

"A holy demon weapon!" Han Xinwu exclaimed and retreated repeatedly.

The other party is like himself and he recognizes the master of the holy weapon, but he seems to have some special means to freely mobilize the power of a small number of holy weapons, and is not as painful and entangled as himself.

"I want the holy artifact, I want it too, you rouge horse."

Emperor Miejue passed by, his domineering aura was completely lost. His cold eyes swept across the audience with a will to act recklessly. The Saint Demon Sword in his hand was even more cruel, slashing out one after another, tearing the moonlight barrier and approaching Han Xinwu.

"I will engrave letters on your face, and you will be my belonging in the future!"

call out!

The magic sword pierced through it.

It's like entering an uninhabited land, irresistible.

Han Xinwu wanted to move the moon and bright moon pearl, but it was like an ant pushing a mountain, which was difficult to move at all, let alone defend.

In desperation, she pulled out the scimitar from her waist, and the blade was silver-white and crystal clear, scattered with seven instrument orifices, flowing with moonlight. It was a rare seven orifices. With one knife, it could easily cut off a thousand-foot peak.

Bang!

Sword handover.

A light sound was made.

The scimitar breaks according to the sound, and divides into two.

No matter how powerful the spiritual treasure is, the gap between it and the holy weapon is like a chasm.

"You lost!" Emperor Miejue drove straight in, and the sword pointed at Han Xinwu's face. It was also a humiliation to engrave a word as a mark.

Han Xinwu still wanted to resist, but was captured by the magic power and could not move at all.

She was about to be humiliated.

"What's the point of bullying women!"

Li Ping'an rushed out in time and sacrificed the ancient stone box to block the front.

Sharp!

Another golden sound.

The sword of gods and demons stabbed on the stone box.

Suddenly, sparks flew everywhere, and the force exploded, shaking the space torn apart.

A shallow mark was cut from the stone box, but in the blink of an eye, the mark was repaired without any scars.

"What kind of treasure is this? The Holy Sword that can resist me is also a holy weapon, but it doesn't look like it!" A hint of shock appeared on the cynical face of Emperor Miejue, and he could not see the origin of the stone box clearly.

Li Ping'an spoke:

"I'm the main defense, you're the main attack."

Han Xinwu raised her hand and led her to a holy light, which was amazingly powerful.

She and Li Ping'an were also destined to be together. She has worked together many times and has developed a lot of tacit understanding. When you look at each other, you will know what the other person is thinking.

"So it's the famous flower who has a master. Since that's the case, I'll chop your little lover up for a drink." Emperor Miejue saw that the two of them were unusual, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Shengshang sword pierced out.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Han Xinwu was both ashamed and angry, and she exuded the holy light.

Head-on battle is definitely a fool, so she controls the holy light like a dragon and snake winding around the edge of the holy sword and wants to sneak attack the enemy's juniors.

"The trick of carving insects is not worthy of the Tao!" Emperor Miejue smiled contemptuously. The holy sword in his hand was very varied, and he was obviously a master of swordsmanship. With one move, he cut the holy light around it into two sections.

"die!"

Li Ping'an took the opportunity to get up.

No matter what, just take a stone box.

Although he is weak and powerful, he is even more powerful than the golden bull, Pixiu Qilin, or even the god ape.

What is most trembling is that his six visions are exactly the same, all of them are pure black, deep and silent, boundless and mysterious, and blessed on the stone box, which is even more earth-shaking.

Boom!

A critical strike.

Emperor Miejue took a strong blow.

As the saying goes, one force will bring down ten times, and he will even be smashed with his sword.

"Good opportunity!" Han Xinwu was overjoyed and hurriedly received another silver-white holy light, turning into a sharp sword to penetrate the enemy's eyebrows.

But Emperor Miejue is not ordinary. He can serve as the commander of the 100,000 demon army. He has been through many battles and subconsciously cut off the holy light: "You two have angered me, it seems that they are going to take real action."

"All living beings are demons!"

boom!

Punched with a sword.

The void is dyed black all over the world.

The magic weapon envelops all directions, and the whole world seems to suddenly become quiet.

This is a unique skill created by the Demon Emperor Miserable. It seems to have no lethality, but any creature will amplify the darkness in his heart when it falls into it.

According to legend, the Demon Emperor used his move, and the Confucian and Taoist sacred kingdoms of hundreds of millions of miles must also collapse and turn into demonic land.

Emperor Miejue is not so powerful, but with the help of the power of the holy sword, it also produces an irresistible effect.

Han Xinwu was stunned in the air for a moment.

She vaguely saw the majestic man, always facing away from him, and a string of nine-color bracelets on her wrist, allowing herself to wait in Qianyuan.

Li Ping'an was also lost in his eyes. It seemed that he had returned to his childhood, in the ruined mountain village, coughing up blood and crying, and was torture every moment. Even the help of the village chief's grandfather could not eliminate the pain.

The Yuanxian was also affected and fell into confusion. He saw two demon Buddhas, one destroying the world and the other saving the world, which had a great impact on his view of justice and worldview and almost became a demonic obstacle.

“That’s the end!”

Emperor Miejue sneered and the holy sword came out.

Li Ping'an, Han Xinwu was still stupid, like a target.

"Oops!"

The old demon Dugu was shocked.

His body burst into blood and wanted to rescue him.

"I want to save people, but there is no door!" The Purple Blood Holy Demon sneered, and the bone knives in his hand slashed out one after another, turning into a blood-colored quagmire, trapping Dugu's old demon.

Crisis moment.

The mountains and river bracelets in his hand are shining brightly.

Dozens of rays of wisdom were cast out, tearing apart the black void.

Li Ping'an, cold and heart-dreaming, was shining by the light, instantly discovered the confusion and woke up in time.

"Almost fell!"

Li Ping'an blocked the holy sword with a stone box.

"Holding the Bodhi holy leaves in your mouth can ignore all distractions."
To be continued...