One green and one red gold, the two spirit swords clashed in mid-air.
Yan Zhaoge swung his sword, and in the artistic conception of the move, a bit of chaos was shattered, and the grand scene of the universe reopening appeared vaguely.
It's like the end of everything, and it's like the beginning of everything.
Wherever the sword light touched, the sword light of golden flames flickering in Zhao Hao's Xinghuo sky disappeared instantly.
The Fen Hua Sword in Zhao Hao's hand, the sword light aura was immediately suppressed by the Spirit Sword Jade Dragon, and became dim.
Yan Zhaoge's frightening sword intent went all the way up, directly slashing Zhao Hao himself.
A slightly astonished expression appeared on Zhao Hao's face, and he could only feel that Yan Zhaoge's sword edge contained a terrifying force that could destroy everything.
His Stellar Qi and Sword Intent completely disintegrated, making it difficult to resist.
"I have never seen him use it in the Tongtianhuimeng. His sword will go to the end..." Zhao Hao could feel Yan Zhaoge's weakness at the moment, and it was even difficult for him to release his stellar energy.
In terms of cultivation level, Yan Zhaoge at this moment has no advantage.
If we talk about the vision and insight brought by a higher realm, Zhao Hao was a martial saint in his last life, so how could he suffer in this regard
However, there was no reason, no reason, and in the fight at this moment, he was simply defeated!
Zhao Hao yelled: "Earth bite!"
He flipped his palm, and suddenly there was a pure black, inconspicuous little alchemy furnace.
There is no aura coming out of this pill furnace, nor is there any flash of inspiration, nor any unique power fluctuations.
It's like an ordinary vulgar thing.
But when Yan Zhaoge tapped his sword on the small black alchemy furnace, the power contained in the sword's edge disappeared in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea.
The low-grade spirit weapon and spirit sword Jade Dragon pierced the surface of the alchemy furnace without leaving any traces on the alchemy furnace at all.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, without any hesitation in his movements, and immediately slapped out again!
Zhao Hao supported the alchemy furnace, as if holding a shield, moving to resist Yan Zhaoge's attack.
Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows: "It can't be activated, can it only rely on the magic of the treasure itself to act as a resistance?"
He slapped Zhao Hao's palm, and immediately changed direction, and the exquisite moves unfolded, and the shadow of the palm enveloped the sky.
Zhao Hao fought back with his sword: "Yan Zhaoge, I will kill you today!"
The golden tower collapsed, the red light gate disappeared, and the formation supporting the Demon Realm abruptly reversed.
The red light world that everyone lived in gradually disintegrated, and the black devilish energy above their heads stagnated suddenly, and then quickly dissipated!
That one is black and the other is red, two sacred mountains like pillars of the sky appeared above Yan Zhaoge's head again.
Elder Mo's angry roar resounded from Hei's body: "Son of the Yan family, you are courting death!"
The majestic mountain peak directly fell on Yan Zhaoge's head.
The light in front of Yan Zhaoge's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a black shadow above his head grew bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun.
The terrifying breath almost paralyzed his whole body, making him unable to move.
"Take care of yourself first." Yan Zhaoge smiled indifferently without changing his face.
The demonic formation reversed, and after the demonic energy dissipated, it began to frantically rush towards the bodies of the fallen demons.
The Fallen Demon Warriors who had received the bonus of demonic energy could not enjoy the added power at this moment, but the extremely reversed demonic energy posed a huge threat instead, violently attacking their bodies!
The black sacred mountain was originally pressing down on Yan Zhaoge, but at this moment it shook violently, like a landslide.
The huge talisman array that set off the black sacred mountain became unstable at this moment and began to shatter continuously!
One after another, the runes and spells were wiped out, turned into streamers, and scattered in the air.
Elder Mo roared angrily: "Little thief!"
At the same time, the red sacred mountain transformed by the power of Shanshi Weng's fist crashed into the black sacred mountain!
The black sacred mountain that was already crumbling, suddenly began to collapse and shatter!
Elder Mo recoiled from the great array of devilish energy, and the Shanshi Weng, who was under the pressure of him, suddenly surpassed Elder Mo in strength!
The situation of the battle was immediately reversed.
The black sacred mountain and the black talisman array shattered together, revealing Elder Mo's manic and unwilling face, a pair of golden eyes, staring at the red sacred mountain in front of him, and staring at Yan Zhaoge below. Flash, furious.
But Shan Shiweng gained power and was relentless, and the red body transformed by the fist was knocked down again, which shocked Elder Mo to spurt blood wildly!
Elder Mo roared angrily, with long and thin chains made of black light and shadow runes connected to his body.
The slender chains transformed by the devilish energy surged backwards towards his body, and the impact caused Elder Mo to spurt out another mouthful of blood!
And Shan Shiweng's attack did not give him the slightest chance to counterattack, and hit again!
"Son of the Yan family, you will not end well!" Elder Mo knew that it was difficult for him to escape, and amidst the roar, he completely ignored the mountain and stone, and wanted to muster up his last strength to kill Yan Zhaoge and vent his hatred .
But the black rune chains rolled up and down on his body overwhelmed his already seriously injured body, and his flesh and blood exploded violently.
Elder Mo's figure froze in the air, Shan Shiweng's attack had already caught up with him!
There was a loud "boom", as if the Wanzai Xuanyan was completely shattered and shattered.
Elder Mo's life came to an end, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his whole body was shattered.
He did not rest in peace, staring at Yan Zhaoge with both eyes: "...I am not reconciled!"
A veteran grand master powerhouse has just fallen!
The berserk vitality in the sky spread out, rolling up boundless wind and clouds, and the people below were also unable to stand firmly.
Ye Chongzhou, Zhang Yao and the others who struggled to stand up all staggered back and forth.
Yan Zhaoge was under the impact of the airflow, like a boat in the wind, but his hands were as steady as a rock!
A sword stabbed at Zhao Hao, and Zhao Hao fought back with the Fen Hua Sword.
Yan Zhaoge punched Zhao Hao with his empty hand, the chaos was shattered, and the artistic conception of terrifying power like the reopening of the universe appeared again!
Facing Yan Zhaoge's iron fist, Zhao Hao's eyes were both cold and hot, and he held up the small black incense burner to resist Yan Zhaoge's attack.
But when Yan Zhaoge's fist touched the small black incense burner, the power of destruction suddenly calmed down, and everything became silent.
It seems that the process of reopening the universe is temporarily terminated, and everything returns to chaos.
There is no yin and no yang, no before and no future, no beginning and no end, no knowledge and no awareness.
Zhao Hao's face changed slightly.
Yan Zhaoge's face was expressionless, and the moves in his hand suddenly changed, his five fingers spread out, and he grabbed Zhao Hao's wrist!
Zhao Hao had a lot of experience, and his reaction was even quicker. At the same time that Yan Zhaoge changed his moves, his hand holding the small incense burner suddenly increased his strength, and the back of his hand was like a sledgehammer, smashing down on Yan Zhaoge's arm.
But the Martial Dao passed down from Cangwu Mountain, breaking the sky!
Yan Zhaoge's gaze was like lightning, he recovered his breath quickly, and exerted his strength again!
Snap your fingers!
Spreading five fingers, they suddenly became blended, and flicked lightly on Zhao Hao's wrist, as if waving a pipa.
But Zhao Hao's arm trembled like an electric shock, blood flowed from his wrist, and his meridians were cut off!
Zhao Hao's hand could no longer hold the small incense burner.
Before he could deal with it, the spirit sword Jade Dragon roared out from Yan Zhaoge's other hand, shattering the terrifying power of Chaos, and slashed towards Zhao Hao again!
"Song of Yan Zhao!"
Amidst the unwilling roar, Zhao Hao's neck felt cold!
Then, the destructive sword intent spread from the wound on his neck to his whole body, tearing his whole body apart!
Flesh, broken!
Muscles, broken!
Soul, broken!
Everything, broken!
Yan Zhaoge's expression was cold and indifferent: "It's the second time, now it feels like, it's not a big deal?"