In the north of the heavens, the sky is densely covered with stars, and on a star of life, demonic fire burns every inch of the earth, and life is charred.
At the head of the thousands of demon armies, a man stood still, his lonely and calm eyes were as deep as valleys, making it difficult to move them away at a glance.
The first guardian of the magic palace, even the head of the four guardians who have not gone to the Foshan war, the person with the most special status in the magic palace.
"Guardian, all the resistance forces on this star have been levelled, will you continue to conquer other big stars?" A general of the magic army stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
"kindness"
Jun Wentian nodded and was about to turn around when suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the sky, and said slowly, "Who?"
The words fell, and above the sky, the clouds rolled and the wind swelled, the flames burned the world, and in the sky fire, two Yama figures descended from the sky, and the powerful breath shocked thousands of demon troops.
"Underworld Yama"
The brilliance flashed in Jun Wentian's eyes. He had already heard about the battle in Foshan, and the appearance of the four hells, Yama, prevented the Devil Palace's plan to destroy Foshan.
"The first guardian of the magic palace, I've been looking forward to it for a long time." In the room between the two, the red-clothed Yama said.
"What's the matter with the two Yamas here?" Jun Wentian calmly asked.
"I have heard for a long time that the first Dharma protector of the Demon Palace is astounding. Today, we are here to ask for advice." The red-clothed Yama replied.
"Only the two of you?" Jun Wentian said lightly.
"It's just asking for advice, two people are enough." The red-clothed Yama replied.
"I'm taking a shot, it's indistinguishable, I'm in a bad mood today, I advise you to leave as soon as possible." Jun Wentian said indifferently.
"Since I'm here, I don't regret going back this way. Since the guardian is in a bad mood, let's accompany the law to relieve the worries."
As soon as the words fell, the sky and the earth sank, the red clothes passed by in an instant, the blood-red Divine Sword was unsheathed, and the stars rose in the sky.
With a loud bang, his two fingers shook the divine soldier, Jun Wentian's eyes gradually cooled down, and he flicked his fingers, shaking the sword's edge away.
"The swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately, the skill is not good"
With an indifferent comment, Jun Wentian turned his palms to take in his qi, the dust and waves below were surging, and when he shot it with one palm, the waves rolled for thousands of miles.
"That's not necessarily"
The red clothes take off the sword, the hands move, the powerful foundation motivates the martial arts of the world, the unicorn's famous trick, and the nine-day star-picking hand reappears in the world.
With a loud bang, the palms exchanged, and the undercurrent of Hong Tao swayed sharply. Under the two of them, the ground cracked and fell several meters.
In the rear, Chu Jiang Yan Luo moved, the purple skirt fluttered in the wind, the flying star soul did not enter his hand, and a sword passed by, between life and death.
With a sudden shock, Jun Wentian turned his palms over to block the divine soldiers again, his eyes looked at the two in front of him, his contempt disappeared, and his palms moved, shaking the battle.
"I take back what I just said, you are good opponents."
As soon as the words fell, Jun Wentian raised his hand to raise the waves, and the waves swept through, majestic and astonishing.
The power of the trick is already earth-shattering, and it is difficult to see the real power of the first guardian of the magic palace, shaking the world with one palm, and bursting out.
When Hong Tao came, the red-clothed Yama didn't dodge or evade, turned his palms to condense his energy, the starlight spread, and the Nine Heavens Picking Stars first manifested, with a slam slam, blocking the power of heaven.
The world-shaking martial arts, both sides were shocked, the cultivation base was deep, and the foundation was deep, which had never been seen before.
At the moment when the palms were handed over, in the battle situation, the star soul sword in the purple skirt Yan Luo's hand moved, and the scattered stars gathered in the sky again, and the sword light was prosperous, stepping into the heart of the magic palace protector in front of him.
"slow!"
Jun Wentian raised his hand to block the divine weapon, a black vortex appeared on the palm of his hand, and in the surrounding heaven and earth, the spiritual energy returned, and immediately swept out, with awe-inspiring power.
The purple skirt Yan Luo stared, and stepped back, quickly retreating, avoiding the former's palm.
"Nine days of picking stars, shaking the sea!"
The reappearance of divine power, the red-clothed Yama's body is covered with frost and flowers, the palm of the body is urged, the palm of the hand splits the sea and the waves, and the force of the palm is majestic and domineering, which has never been seen before.
Jun Wentian didn't move his body, raised his hand to meet the palm of the sea, there was a loud shock, and the waves galloped, the two of them danced wildly in their clothes, and the ground in front of them separated in response.
"It seems that you still have reservations about the battle of Foshan. Let me appreciate your foundation!"
Jun Wentian asked for a word, his left hand condensed his energy, and suddenly, ten thousand heavenly waves descended from the sky, his right hand rose together, blue flames spread violently, water and fire paralleled, shocking people.
When the red-clothed Yama saw this, his hands slid across the sky, and the frost spread across the sky.
"Nine Heavens Picking Stars, Breaking the Moon!"
The power of the palm is released, the sky and the moon are broken, the ability to shock the world and the world is reappeared in the world.
Water and fire fell to the sky, the stars and the moon were broken, the most extreme collision, with a bang, the dazzling eyes swayed sharply, and the aftermath roared in a radius of ten thousand miles. Thousands of demons were swept away by the aftermath of the battle between the two. The body exploded.
Just when the three of them fought at the peak, attracting the attention of all parties, far outside the endless starry sky, before the southward marching army of the magic palace, the three major Yamas of the underworld descended from the sky, blocking the front and killing them.
"It's you!"
Seeing the person coming, Lou Wangu's expression sank, his whole body overflowing with murderous intent, and he said coldly.
"Quickly fight to prevent changes!"
Yan Luo, who was in the black and white cloak, stepped out and reminded, he walked away, he did not enter the game, and chose to be on guard outside.
"Understood!" The king of Xuanyi calmly responded, no more words, with a wave of his hand, the demonic energy surged in the sky, the demonic sword manifested, and immediately manifested his true appearance, the state of doomsday madness appeared, in the black feathers in the sky, behind the king , the Twelve Sins Wings unfolded, and in an instant, it was extremely terrifying
The magic waves rolled out, and the sky was frightening.
The king exerted all his strength. After a moment, the figure disappeared and reappeared. It was before the fourth guardian of the magic palace. Before he could react, the madness of doom slashed down, and his sword opened the sky and broke the sky.
Lou Wangu looked shocked, he started with the heavy halberd, and met the Sword of Supreme Demon.
With a bang, a huge force came, Lou Wangu's legs fell into the ground, and it was difficult to bear the magic power of the king.
The blood overflowing hands, the tiger's mouth cracked, it was just a move, and the judgment was made.
"This guy!" Outside the battle, Yan Luo's eyes flashed with brilliance in Mobai's big cloak. Among them, Zhiming has said more than once that Xia Ziyi has the best qualifications, but Xia Ziyi is kind by nature and low-key. , does not like publicity, so, always
Come on, it's not conspicuous.
However, after Xia Ziyi's infatuation, before this terrifying talent was truly revealed, even the one who knew his destiny the most, suffered a lot at the beginning.
The two started to fight, and at the rear, the demon army recovered from the shock. Several demon generals wanted to step forward to help, and a sword qi burst through the air, drawing a line.
"I don't want to kill people easily, you'd better not come forward." Yan Luo said coldly.
The digital demon generals shook their bodies and looked at the underworld Yama who was blocking the front, with fearful expressions on their faces.
On the other side, the woman in the white dress stood still, with a wicked mask on her face. Although she didn't make a move, she had already brought endless pressure on the demon army here.
The two guard the formation, the king slays the devil, and no variables are allowed.
"Burning Demon Flame"
In the battle, the madness of doom pressed the heavy halberd, and the king of Xuanyi drew the magic flame with his left palm, and immediately shot it out with a bang, imprinting it on the front of his chest.
Lou Wangu's eyes shrank, his body quickly turned to the side, the magic flames attacked, and the ground behind collapsed in response, sinking into the ground.
"Boom!"
At the moment of distraction, the magic sword in the king's hand was heavy again, and Lou Wangu's body sank another foot, and the dust and waves were surging in the sky.
"The demon who betrayed his true heart makes people angry!"
Lou Wangu shouted angrily, condensed his fists, and punched the former.
The king has no fear, turns his palms into fists, and goes straight to meet him.
The fists collided, and there was a rumbling sound, the battle situation was divided, and the world was divided.
Lou Wangu's body was transformed, his body rose from the ground, fell from the sky, and immediately fell.
The simplest move, extremely domineering, the Wan Jun giant force banged down, the sound of breaking the sky was harsh, and the voids collapsed, and it was difficult to bear this terrifying giant force.
The king in Xuanyi did not dodge or evade, holding a six-foot magic blade in his hand, and slammed into the heavy halberd.
Injured double demons, maddened, the king threw his fist, punched the sky, and the demon flame moved the world.
Lou Wangu also waved his fists to resist, fist to fist, soldier to soldier, neither dodging nor evading, facing each other head-on.
Within a short distance, they confronted several tricks, and the two fists staggered past each other, and a slamming sound was printed on each other's body.
Outside the battle, the two Yamas looked at the battle ahead with different expressions, one was worried, the other was speechless.
The woman in the moon-white dress loomed in her hands, ready to help at any time.
On the other side, Yan Luo with Mo Bai's figure blocked thousands of demon troops, and his eyelids jumped as he watched the battle not far away.
Zhiming once said that every demon is a lunatic, and when I saw it today, it was indeed the case.
He couldn't learn such a lifeless style of play...
"Autumn water flows through the two instruments, and the sea of clouds shows the light of the sky"
Under the demon cloud, the king reappeared the unique Confucianism, and the mad brilliance of doomsday rose into the sky.
"madman!"
Lou Wangu's expression changed after a move that hurt both sides, and he hurriedly retreated, trying to avoid it.
"Uh"
The light of the sky shone on the two of them, and the devilish energy and Haoran righteousness were extremely conflicting. Lou Wangu groaned, and his mouth was red.
On the opposite side, the corners of the king's mouth were also blushing, but he was well prepared to endure the injury, stepped out in one step, and threw a heavy punch.
"Uh!"
With a dull and painful grunt again, Lou Wangu's body flew out, and after a hundred meters, he crashed into a mountain peak, and countless boulders flew up and smashed into the demon army not far away.
The bang bang sounded, and for a while, there were screams and casualties.
"Cough cough!"
In the collapsed mountain, Lou Wangu rushed out of the gravel, coughed violently a few times, and his battle clothes were broken in several places, in a state of embarrassment.
Ahead, the king of Xuanyi walked step by step, full of demonic energy, more and more terrifying.
At this moment, Lou Wangu's eyebrows, one eye suddenly opened, without warning, the dim light broke through the sky, and silently penetrated the king's chest.
With a muffled groan, he retreated a few steps. The king in black clothes stabilized his figure, raised his hand to press down on the wound on his chest, his figure flashed, and before he came to the mountain, his demonic energy surged, and he punched the demon in front of him into the ground. .
"Uh!"
With a miserable humming sound, Lou Wangu's body fell to the ground, blood splattered and dyed the mountain red. Under the ground, the fierce demon's eyebrows, the previously opened eyes have disappeared, only the blood on his face is left, so dazzling.