In the third pass of the Seven Paths of Demon Heaven, the mad sword is domineering, and the master of the pass in the later stage of the Red Dust Realm appeared, and swept the thousands of troops with a mouthful of the flaming moon.
Swords and swords are fighting for the front, and the flames are thousands of miles.
Divine soldiers clashed, clanging sounds were heard, sparks splashed, and murderous aura spread.
The road ahead is difficult, but knowing fate has never been afraid, with a sword in hand, cutting through all obstacles.
Ice and fire, the ultimate confrontation, the blazing moon roars into the sky, bringing flames all over the sky.
The flaming sword, a rare weapon in the world, with the power to start a prairie fire, is shocking.
However, in the flames of burning the world, there is no fear in knowing life, and the sword's edge is frozen for thousands of miles.
For a moment, there were thousands of clanging sounds, swords and swords, fists and palms clashed, and the tie was autumn, which even more showed the amazing strength of the passers-by.
In the Kun Yihuang Palace, the three demon emperors and the kings looked at the sky above the void, and their hearts were no longer calm.
It is really unusual for the younger generation to have such a powerful strength.
Before entering the mortal world, he was able to fight evenly with the powerhouses in the later stage of the mortal world, which even the princes of the Demon Clan couldn't do.
It seems that in the blood moon ancient battlefield, the three princes and princesses of the stone clan, the scale clan and the golden lion were not wronged.
"Jiuyou, your disciple is not bad."
In front of the throne, in the pervading savage atmosphere, the Eight Wilderness Demon Sovereign opened his mouth and praised. The head of the kings below, King Jiuyou looked at the battle in the sky ahead, and said calmly, "Thank you for your praise, but this is just the beginning. I believe that his strength is far more than that. Next, we will see with our own eyes. Witness, belong to the year
The glory of the first person of the young generation. "
As soon as the words fell, the kings were in an uproar, and the words of King Jiuyou were too much.
This young man is indeed good, but no one can afford the evaluation of the first person in the younger generation since ancient times.
There are countless arrogances in the world, and the descendants of the royal family and the royal family are even more amazing. In addition, the princes of their celestial and demon clan, thousands of arrogant rivals, each have their own strengths, even the three emperors dare not make this assertion.
"The first person of the younger generation? Jiuyou, I hope your disciple can really afford this evaluation."
In front of the throne, in the ups and downs of the black magic sun, the voice of the Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign came out indifferently.
Between the two Demon Sovereigns, Demon Sovereign Kun Yi didn't say anything, but quietly looked at the sky, thoughts flashed in his heart. If this son really has such abilities, it is not impossible for him to enter the royal family.
The Three Emperors City has been quiet for too long. It's time for someone to break this stagnant water.
Just when the three emperors and the kings were thinking about each other, in the third stage of the Seven Paths of Demon Heaven, the battle between the two had reached a fever pitch, and Chi Lian and Yan Yue were each dazzling.
The constantly staggered figures, the surging demonic energy, the sword, the sword, and the shadow slashed one mountain after another. Between the mountains and mountains, the two figures flashed rapidly.
Divine soldiers are fighting against each other, fists and palms are facing each other, and the battle situation is getting more and more intense, making people unable to take their eyes off for a moment.
"It turns out that this is what the Red Dust Realm can do, thank you!"
Among the hundred moves, the brilliance in Ning Chen's eyes became more and more fiery. It was not the first time that he had fought against a powerhouse above the Red Dust Realm. However, it was always based on calculations, and there were few truly equal battles.
In the past, it was because of his lack of strength that he could not compete with the Red Dust Realm, so he had to do all kinds of calculations.
However, martial artists are more martial, swordsmen discuss swords, and conspiracy calculations are not the right way. Only one's own strength can deal with all crises beyond calculation.
"Three Thousand Miles of Sword Snow"
The sea of fire burns the world, the sword snow opens up, and in the flames that fill the sky, Ning Chen's scroll of luck, and the secret art of Taoism reappears.
With one sword plunging into the snow, the heavens and the earth are in unison, the expression of the master of the third pass is slightly dark, and the flaming moon is in the sky, blocking the attack.
With a loud bang, the extreme power collided, and the master of the third pass stepped back half a step, turned his palms and poured his energy, and responded strongly.
The vast palm essence burst out of the sky, but when he saw the front, Su Yi's figure disappeared instantly without a trace.
"How come!"
Before he could react, a fateful figure appeared in the rear, and he slammed his palms on the condensed essence, and a slamming blow should be in the heart of the former.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, the figure plummeted down, and above the sky, Ning Chen moved and quickly followed.
Suddenly, the master of the third pass smashed to the ground, and Ning Chen swept to the rear, with his hand on the former's throat.
"you lose!"
Ning Chen looked at the figure smashed into the ground and said calmly.
The master of the third pass looked at the fierce sword in front of his throat, confusion flashed in his eyes, he sighed softly, and said, "You have passed the pass."
The voice fell, not far away, the void scrolled, and the entrance of the fourth level appeared, catching the passers-by.
Ning Chen retracted his sword, without any delay, turned around and walked towards the next level.
"Young man, can you tell me what just happened and why you are suddenly so fast?"
The master of the third pass got up, looked at the figure leaving in front, and asked.
"It's not that I'm fast, it's that you're slow."
Ning Chen said something calmly, and immediately stepped into the entrance of the fourth level.
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In the Kunyi Emperor's Palace, the kings looked at the sky in front of them, still not recovering from the battle just now.
It was too sudden. Why did the battle that was originally evenly divided suddenly turned sharply.
At the last moment, what happened, why did the master of the third level react so slowly, and he didn't even avoid such a simple move.
"Forbidden Years"
Before the throne, in the ups and downs of the glow, the voice of the Demon Emperor Kun Yi sounded, shocking the kings.
Years ban, one of the three major divine bans
Isn't this a ban that only exists in the legend? It's hard to reach by manpower. It is only gifted by heaven.
"From this point of view, it is difficult to stop him in the next three levels."
On the right side of the Demon Emperor Kun Yi, the Eight Desolate Demon Emperor spoke again.
The next fourth, fifth, sixth, the master of the three levels, although the strength is getting stronger and stronger, but there is no qualitative change, with the strength shown by this young man, to pass the next three levels, it should not be There will be problems.
As the Eight Desolate Demon Sovereign said, in the next three stages of the Seven Paths of the Demon Heaven, Ning Chen's speed is getting faster. .
The strength of the three gate guards is not bad, but in the face of the fate of the sword and the two gods, they are severely restricted between moves.
The three guards were unable to break through the infinite changes of the two gods, and they were defeated one after another.
At the sixth level of the Seven Paths of the Devil's Heaven, the defeated gatekeeper looked at the young man in front with a complicated expression on his face.
Blue is better than blue, and today's younger generation has grown to such a terrifying level.
"Acceptance!"
Ning Chen clasped his fists in a salute, and immediately walked towards the entrance of the seventh pass.
"Remind you." Behind, the master of the sixth level looked at the young man in front, and said with a serious look, "The gatekeeper of the next level is different from us, the real king of kings, guards his heart, and does everything he can. Don't be fooled by her appearance."