Yang Jie's hand swiftly held on the hilt of the huge magic sword under everyone's eyes.
The handle is too huge, he can only hold part of it!
When he touched the handle of the magic sword, the sky was full of light, and the mountain was shaking, and the loud sound was deafening!
"I want to get what I want, God give me concessions!"
The blue veins on his forehead violently, and he roared, with the momentum of pulling up the mountain, he lifted the hilt of the sword and uprooted it!
At this moment, there is a vision between heaven and earth, dark clouds are dense, and there is a sense of depression, which is suffocating!
The thunder and lightning continued to roar, and under the light of thunder, Yang Jie's body was like a supreme god!
"Close!" He smiled evilly, triumphantly, this magic sword, from big to small, shrinking quickly!
He raised his knife and stared at these people, his eyes shuddering like lightning, making people shudder!
"Hi... Impossible! Impossible—" Jian Lan was about to collapse, yelling hoarsely, almost mentally breaking down!
Yang Jie sneered and licked his tongue: "What's impossible! Wait, don't hesitate to kneel down for me!"
I saw many demon youths, their faces pale, their legs trembling uncontrollably!
"Puff through", many people fall on their knees, perhaps consciously, or simply can't control it!
Modo, a strong man who had once killed the heaven and human realm, at this moment, after struggling in pain, he knelt down!
So this piece of space is overwhelmed!
Among the powerful demon clan, Jian Lan, Tiexi, and Zi Ning, with unwilling expressions on their faces, trembling all over, gritted their teeth, they dare not imagine!
The thunder flickered, and the wind screamed, as if it were a sign of the end.
"You guys, you are more courageous! When you see this seat, don't kneel down yet, please kowtow!"
Yang Jie stared at Jian Lan and others with a cold face, like a demon.
At this time, the only people who were not affected, seemed to be only a few people, such as the Illusory Demon, holding their arms and looking playful.
For example, Xiao Yun had no expression on his face and cold eyes.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jie held the magic sword with a hideous face, slashing wildly with the sword!
"laugh!"
But seeing a bright light, violently swelling, like the eye of God, swallowing everything!
This blade of light was swept away in an instant. After that, they gave up resistance, closed their eyes and waited for death...
After about a hundred breaths, everyone gradually opened their eyes.
They were foolish.
Because here, all the scenes have not changed!
Everyone is alive, Yang Jie, not on the top of the mountain, Moya Mountain has not collapsed, and the Magic Blade stands tall and unshakable.
They clutched their chests, touched their faces, and some pinched themselves severely, only to realize that this was not a dream!
But it's so weird, how can it be possible
Did all of them have hallucinations
That feeling, so real, seems to have really happened, is there a possibility that everyone is in the same illusion!
This horrible thing happened
The demons discovered that most of them were kneeling on the ground, with many human races standing in front of them.
This feeling made them grimacing, one by one stood up angrily, hurriedly straightening their clothes in a panic to ease their embarrassment.
"Hahaha..."
Yang Jie, dressed in a red shirt, fluttering in the wind, he was lying on a rock with a belly laughing, brazenly.
He laughed out of tears, and still mocked in his mouth: "How about, my magic pupil technique, not bad! Isn't it very realistic?"
"Ka!" Jian Lan jumped into thunder, drew his swords towards each other, and shouted angrily: "Yang Jie—I want to kill you—"
Yang Jie squinted his eyes, lay lazily, and said indifferently: "Jian Lan, you didn't kneel down for me, why are you anxious?"
Jian Lan exploded and cursed: "Yang Jie, don't think you are good, you can do anything wrong! You wait for me, the majesty of the sword demon clan is not something you can provoke!"
Jian Lan was stopped by Modo, and Modo forced him back, his scalp numb!
Behind Jian Lan, there is a strong backstage, and if something goes wrong with him, he can't afford it.
This scene is even more violent, and Modo is top-heavy, just thinking that he has just done a big stupid thing!
He now loses his face and regrets it!
Many powerful demons dare not say anything about Yang Jie.
After all, the blood demon clan where Yang Jie belongs is arguably the most difficult clan of the demon clan.
At this moment, the Illusory Demon licked his mouth, glanced at Yang Jie, and said coldly: "Yang Jie, what are you playing? Pretending to be a ghost, if you have the ability, you really want to pull out the magic sword, don't create an illusion?"
Yang Jie was arrogant and said indifferently: "Sooner or later! Now, let's talk about business!"
He whistled immediately and flirted with the phantom not far away.
"Mei'er, come, come, you have also seen that the potential of this seat is unlimited. Just now, I just let them take a look at me, and then played them around! Do you think I want to kill someone, is it easy?"
Yang Jie showed off his abilities generously. He was defiant, and these people really did not come into his eyes.
The Phantom's face was not turbulent, it seemed that from beginning to end, it was calm and calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, charming and moving.
Yang Jie became serious, lowered his voice, and said with a calm face: "Witch, I want you! I don't believe I can't conquer you! I heard that I can get the whole world if I get you!"
Phantom Mei smiled and said, "My son, I'm sure you can't take me away!"
Yang Jie's eyes were cold and murderous, and he said solemnly: "Who dares to stop me! Illusory demon? Do you have the guts?"
He stared at the Illusory Demon, which was the opponent he feared the most among all the people present.
The Illusory Demon hugged his arms and calmly said, "I am not rare!"
Yang Jie immediately rushed up, pulled the Phantom Shadow, and dashed away.
Su Mengyao's face was like frost, still in a daze.
Human Alliance, a visionary old man, solemnly said: "You can't let this witch leave for half a step! Stop him!"
Su Mengyao nodded knowingly, and yelled, "Forming!"
Whoosh whoosh!
The imperial ink army began to lay out and threw powerful spirit crystals to assist.
They are already ready to die on the battlefield, and can prevent the demons from becoming stronger, even though they are dead!
Yang Jie turned the scimitar into a field, flew away, detonated the air, the air flow screamed, and slashed wildly!
The imperial ink army condensed defensive power and bounced the scimitar away, but unfortunately it didn't last long.
After that, Yang Jie gradually broke through these array eyes, and a sharp knife broke open the bodies of some women, mercilessly!
One after another, their bodies fell to the ground, and the members of the Imperial Mo Army were being damaged.
"Crazy Dragon Slaying Demon Array!"
In the Lanfeng army, some people roared wildly, from all directions, the predators quickly assembled, forming a formation like a long dragon, with claws shaking the sky, killing the demons!
Yang Jie fought these eye-catching people angrily, while throwing an olive branch to the nonchalant Illusory Demon: "Illusive Demon, help me once, I will board the Celestial Demon Hall in the future and give you a seat!"
The Illusory Demon played ice cones with both hands, launched an offensive, and said condensedly: "Fame and fortune, I don't care, what I yearn for is the lonely peak of martial arts!"
But at this moment, the Phantom was just watching the play. She lowered her eyes, her face was sad, and she sighed, "Ah... from the moment I was born 1,800 years ago, there have been oracles to warn the people of the world. , I don't know if it is a truth!
Will my birth and death end an era? Will the demons be destroyed? "
Only she could hear her words.
She is very helpless, she is just a curator, she is closely related to the magic knife, and there are some secrets that the world does not know.
"Go! Take the witch!"
Jian Lan, Tiexi, Zi Ning and others, as well as a group of Tianjiao figures, woke up, their eyes were fierce, stepping like flying, breaking through many obstacles, they all locked the target to the Phantom, and the Phantom became a treasure!
"kill!"
Su Mengyao burns the power of the bloodline and releases the Qingluan totem. The terrifying coercion comes from the bloodline of the emperor. If she is not too young, she will definitely not be weaker than these demons!
Her bloodline helps to enhance the power of the formation, making it even harder to break through!
Yang Jie's eyes were cold, he condensed eight rounds of scimitars, slashing in all directions, he said with plausibility, and said silently: "Quen the blood and open the front, the magic knife is invincible! Slaughter the eight wilderness, I am the only one!"
"Blood sacrifice to heaven!"
Yang Jie screamed from the sky, bit his tongue, swept a few drops of blood to his eight-round scimitar, the scimitar burned with hot red light, and its power became more powerful!
"Chichichichi..."
With this power, he killed the Earth Element Realm to perfection, not to mention, his original realm is the late Earth Element Realm!
He has been cultivating for more than a thousand years, working step by step, and fighting steadily. In his eyes, Qin Yang's all is just not dry, not worth mentioning!
The machete's killing air swept across the Quartet, no matter how strong the formation was, under the restrictions of the space barrier of the first-level theater, it could not stop him!
He rushed forward, grabbed a soldier of the Imperial Mo Army, and bit her on the neck!
Blood poured into his throat and was smelted by him. He exclaimed with great joy, high spirits, and awe-inspiring arrogance!
At the same time, the Illusory Demon went in hiding and became the king of invisible killers. He was also launching his killing, resembling a harvester, strangling each and every living life.
Almost no one can escape a catastrophe in his hands.
He is fierce and can defeat the enemy with just one move!
Bingcone pierced the delicate bodies of some women, piercing the intestines and breaking the abdomen, immediately crushing the internal organs.
They were dying and fell slowly, sleeping completely...
"Husband, cruel, shall we help?"
Bai Youruo was nervous, frowning, holding Xiao Yun's arm all the time.
Xiao Yun was silent for a moment, his head held high, his murderous aura was shocking!
"Dark sword, sword of light, magic sword! Go—"
He is the sword intent and the god, the sword is in the sky, and the two kinds of weapons are superbly transformed, brewing into spirit!
Thus, a sword, divided into two, became two swords, spread out, one invisible, one shining to cover the sky!
A sharp knife also flew out in an instant, and the afterimages dazzled people, unable to judge.
His knives and swords, with the power to crush everything, bombard and kill the demon races, just like the Illusory Demon, with one move to control the enemy, no second move!
This scene of chaos is full of sorrows, tens of thousands of demon armies are confronting, countless deaths and injuries, lives are charcoal, the square ground is trampled by footsteps, either collapsed or sunken, inch of land split into chasm, ravines are vertical and horizontal, and a miss Then you will fall into endless hell, unable to turn over!
"Illusory Demon? Shadow Blood, your opponent, it's me!"
At this moment, Xiao Yun was like a war god possessing his body, his whole body exuding silver-white light, he moved quickly, distorting the space, holding a sword in his hand, stab at the slightly revealed wind.
"laugh!"
He pierced out with a sword, and a figure in front of him was completely exposed, and the Illusory Demon had nowhere to hide in front of him!
The Illusory Demon's heart trembled, his eyes widened, and he muttered: "Boy, look down on you! You can see through me!"
Xiao Yun said coldly: "Isn't it easy to see through you? No matter how well the shadow bloodline is hidden, you can't escape the sky!"
The center of Xiao Yun's eyebrows, a little light, like a third eye, surveying everything!
"Where is the sect behind you?"
Illusory Demon's eyes were full of doubts.
Xiao Yun said indifferently, "You are about to die, you have no chance to know!"
The Illusory Demon sneered coldly: "Hehe, want to kill me? Dream!"
He spread his arms and his body was completely transformed into crystal, flawless and as solid as a rock!
"The Dharma is sealed to heaven!"
The Illusory Demon shouted, there was a giant magical appearance, rising from his body, and its power increased!
Later, he summoned a weapon he rarely used, a soft sword!
"laugh!"
The Illusory Demon burst out, the two swords collided, the sword aura spread, and he and Xiao Yun fought endlessly.
At this moment, in all directions, Moya Mountain, uneasy in every direction—
Yang Jie's blood sacrifice to the heavens ignited his strength dozens of times and swept across the army.
Su Mengyao constantly swallowed the pills to replenish blood qi and bless the formation, but it was extremely difficult.
Jian Lan and other demons wanted to catch the Phantom, but Bai Youruo blocked it with a barrier, unable to attack it for a long time!
Qin Yang closed his eyes, calmly, and continued to heal his wounds. His eyes quietly opened, the corners of his mouth raised, and he indifferently glanced at the fighting human race and demons in the four directions. He smiled strangely...