Many powerful demon races set foot here aggressively. All the strong surrounding mountains and Moya Mountain were completely sealed off, making it difficult for even a bug to climb out.
At this kind of moment, whoever comes is looking for death.
These evil spirits of the demons are still riding the humiliated spirit beasts.
In their eyes, they all had proud looks, and they were extremely angry when they mentioned the name Luo Xingchen.
"Luo Xingchen! Killing so many of our outstanding enchanting evildoers, it is a sin worthy of death! I want to see if his ability is unlimited!"
A middle-aged man, with two knives on his shoulders, crossed his back.
He is a true demon general, equivalent to Xue Hen's level.
Although he was only in the quasi-human realm, he had initially realized the unity of human and heaven, but his sword had been able to slay a strong man in the human realm, and he was proud of himself.
An entourage beside him said earnestly: "General, preliminary judgment, the human aura disappeared here, perhaps it has fallen under the power of the Demon Sword."
The demon commander Modo, holding his fist, this phantom is walking step by step, exuding a natural charm on his body. Many demon youths and those with unsatisfactory minds can't stand it. The lower abdomen is hot and can only close their eyes. Be meditation, don't dare to be distracted to imagine.
Modo looked at the Phantom helplessly, coughing dryly, and said solemnly: "Witch, you are also a member of our demons, I only need a word from you, have you ever met Na Luo Xingchen? Did he die here? ?"
On both sides of the Phantom, two silver snakes circulated around her delicate body, releasing a hint of chill.
The Phantom said indifferently: "I have been here, it should be dead. I instigated a few words at will. He couldn't bear it, so he bit his head to get the magic sword. The final result is obvious."
Modo nodded, and finally calmed down. He groaned and said nothing. He knew that all the evildoers who touched the magic sword, no matter how strong, were dead!
In Jian Lan's eyes, the bitter hatred had not been erased, on the contrary there was a kind of resentment.
He held the sword tightly, killing intent to realise.
"Luo Xingchen... I upgraded the Demon Sword to the elementary sacred tactics, and I was trying to compare it with you, but you wanted to die! Ah!"
He swung his sword angrily, and ten levels of terrifying energy, intertwined and twisted, turned into a beam of light, piercing the ground through a huge mouth, shaking the mountain and breaking the ground, and the earth shook.
The Demon Sword's ten must be broken, and the final rank is the middle-rank sacred art. This month, Jian Lan was unable to face his failure, so he entered ten times the space of the demon clan and worked hard to cultivate into a true low-rank sacred Surgery.
It is a pity that when his strength has grown a lot, and when he comes to seek revenge again, Luo Xingchen has no chance to see him again.
Jian Lan is one of the most enchanting evildoers of the Sword Demon Clan.
His roar is known everywhere.
He blasted a sword mark, tearing the ground thousands of feet in front of him.
The smoke was lingering, but a figure appeared in the smoke.
"The power of this kind of swordsmanship is pretty good. Haha..."
The stern young man smiled coldly, a wicked light flashed in his eyes, staring straight at these powerful demons coming from all directions, fearlessly.
"This... who are you?"
Jian Lan was surprised to find that Qin Yang's location was the place where his elementary sacred art had just exploded. Qin Yang was all right!
Qin Yang said indifferently: "You can go and inquire about the Holy Demon Battlefield, and the people who are frightened by the human race, the mythical beast race, and the giant race in the first-level war zone are the little masters and me!"
"Qin Yang—"
The purple-haired witch let out a scream, Hua Rong turned pale.
Many of these powerful demons, when heard Qin Yang's name, felt cold all over!
In the battlefield of the holy demons, there is only one demons who call themselves Xiaoye!
He is the only one who can make so many foreign races frightened!
At this moment, Qin Yang came, and these evildoers were all silent.
The Phantom glared like silk, licked her red lips, stared at Qin Yang playfully, smiled, leaping step by step, and came to Qin Yang's side, and immediately hugged him, unscrupulously.
"My son, we meet again, this time, are you confident to pull out the magic sword?"
Qin Yang's eyes were cold, shaking her away, and said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense, where's Luo Xingchen! Is he dead?"
"Qin Yang... Heh... It's been a long time!"
At this moment, on the top of the mountain, a figure leaped into the sky.
The body poured in gold is particularly conspicuous and bright.
He stepped on the golden ring of stepping on the sky, instantly transferred, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Qin Yang, at a straight distance from him.
As for Bai Youruo, after just accepting the unobstructed air from the outside world, after extracting the aura of heaven and earth, she gradually returned to normal.
She turned into the appearance of a woman in a white shirt, with fair skin, just like a girl.
Luo Xingchen glanced at Qin Yang, while Bai Youruo stood quietly beside him, silent, with anticipation in his eyes, a little anxious.
Qin Yang looked at Luo Xingchen without a wave of waves on his face, and laughed up to the sky: "Hahaha... God, you treat me well, I haven't played enough with this idiot, you really didn't let him die easily!"
At this moment, the rest of the people were dumbfounded and somewhat unbelievable.
Jian Lan stared at Luo Xingchen, opened her mouth wide, and said tremblingly: "Luo Xingchen, you, you touched the magic sword, you are still alive!"
Modo, the demon general, grinned his teeth, stared at the Phantom, and yelled: "Witch, were you kidding just now?"
The Phantom is the same, looking at Luo Xingchen dumbfounded, laughing blankly.
"Disaster, you, are you not affected?"
Luo Xingchen smiled coldly, secretly said: Is there any calamity stronger than the curse of heaven? I am not afraid of it, the magic knife, how old is it
"It's okay! It's okay... Demon girl, you are really here, huh, with you, Xiao Yun should also come, our Demon Race's only Black Armored Demon Insect cultivation site, he took advantage of his emptiness to enter, belonging to the Demon Race , Should be back!"
Tiexi hugged his arms and glanced at Bai Youruo playfully.
Bai Youruo's beautiful eyes flickered, covering her chest, she seemed to feel that Xiao Yun was not dead, he was coming soon.
So she was extremely excited.
"Qin Yang, what did you do on the battlefield of Saint Demon?"
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists and stared at Qin Yang's eyes, there was an anger in his heart that could not be suppressed.
The corner of Qin Yang's mouth raised, and he smiled evilly: "Do you want to hear it? A monster of the giant clan, combined with the wings of a big Peng, is controlled by him. It is a pity that he is in my hands. Demon Lei's body was wounded and turned into ashes!
The giant race, missing an unparalleled evildoer! "
Luo Xingchen shook his head and his eyes became colder and gloomy. He always remembered that the giants were kind-hearted, and those giants also deliberately let him go when they were in the Sky Formation Tower.
The friend he hadn't met was killed by Qin Yang!
Qin Yang's words shocked these powerful demons, their eyes trembled, and they were unsure!
Qin Yang glanced at Luo Xingchen, and said: "Human Race, the royal bloodline of the three super planes, showed off their majesty in front of me, but I used a few Thunder Beads to crush them all!
The sacred beast tribe, the demon girl from the Vermillion Bird tribe, was broken by me, shattered her bones, and became a waste body, and she was completely helpless.
I also killed countless opponents of the Demon Race, and my merit was 1.8 million! What about you How much do you have accumulated for your so-called merit points? Release it, look at Bibi? "
When Qin Yang reported his merit value, which was in line with the merit value of the Human Race Alliance, these powerful demons shivered involuntarily and did not dare to approach.
Qin Yang's merits are already qualified to become an official demon general, enough to lead a party!
And their merit value, Jian Lan was the highest, only 280,000 points.
This is his hard work for more than a hundred years.
Qin Yang's starting line was far beyond theirs.
When Luo Xingchen heard this number, his heart shuddered, his pupils dilated and his murderous aura was shocking.
"Ka!" Every inch of Luo Xingchen's bones was rioting, and his hatred for Qin Yang grew stronger.
In his heart, there was still something unacceptable. Qin Yang deceived him, so that's it. If there is a way to recover, he would rather be injured and also want Qin Yang to resuscitate.
But now, with more than one million merit points before him, he has to believe that Qin Yang, completely reduced to a devil, has no cure!
"What's the matter? Are you feeling inferior and dare not show it off?"
Qin Yang sneered, triumphantly.
His cold smile gave a large space and became a deep cold hell.
Bai Youruo frowned, eyes full of disgust.
"My dear father, did you have any grievances in the past? This kind of person deserves death! But I feel that he is very powerful!"
Bai Youruo was faintly worried, she was worried that Luo Xingchen might be injured on impulse.
At this moment, Luo Xingchen moved slowly, walking towards Qin Yang, while speaking indifferently: "I am a human, and my merit is just a number. I never wanted to show it off!
You were once a human race, but you were willing to be a demon!
Now, you behead your fellow compatriots in the past, I don't know, is it true that each of them deserves to die
I also kill people, I only kill those who deserve to be killed, and never bully the weak! Never hurt goodness. "
Qin Yang didn't move, playing with the taste: "Dorality, and reasoning with me! It's a pity, I can't get used to it.
The benevolence of a woman, you can't be a climate! No matter how talented you are, you are only worthy of letting me play! "
Luo Xingchen sullen his face, stopped, the blood sword passed through a thought, and then let go.
"Chichichichi..."
The streamer fluttered, the hilt of the sword whirled in his palm, held by him, and the murderous air enveloped him.
"Anything, use regularity, I use the magic sword, but I don’t do anything to harm the world! Qin Yang, the Haori sword on your back was once awe-inspiring, but now, why is it more than the magic sword in my hand? Fierce sword? Just because of you, your heart is not right!"
Qin Yang untied his scabbard and drew his sword in a leisurely manner. With a glimmer of light, he shot away, and a crack appeared on the ground, spreading hundreds of feet, dividing the ground in two.
"Haw is so awkward! Don't be righteous to me anymore!
In the future, I will become the demon master of ten squares! At that time, the so-called human race, sacred beast race, giant race, ice spirit race, fire spirit race, these decent sects, will die without a place to be buried! "
Luo Xingchen held up his chest and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I will kill you now! Your so-called ten-square devil is just a dream!"
Qin Yang rubbed his sword and licked his tongue: "I just recently realized a new formation called Dream Promise. You are so smart, you know that I will use this sword formation to solve you!"
Luo Xingchen said in a condensed voice: "Sword formation? I understand a formation, but I don't want to use it! I also have a sword formation, let's compare!"
Luo Xingchen threw his sword and flew out. The blood sword was suspended in mid-air.
Afterwards, with his spiritual power, he spread out the ancient formations, the Shura sword formations, and the huge totem condensed on the ground. A Shura statue measuring tens of meters, three heads and six arms, covering the sky with one hand, pushed thousands of sharp swords out!
Qin Yang Xieyi smiled, not hurried, and threw the sword again, only to see silver-white waves and black air waves, intertwined and entangled, endlessly, making this space dim, causing earth-shaking. The terror change...