This battle has shaken the world and extinguished the ghosts and gods. In this battle, the whole world has risen to peace, and the eight wildernesses scream.
The future leader of the Mozu is known as a half-step true god, with a 60% probability of becoming a god.
The evildoers of the human race against the sky, hundreds of thousands of times, every step of the loss, be favored by the heavens, the heavens pity, comprehend the ways of all things, participate in a hundred laws, bloody battles in the sky, immovable like a mountain.
Luo Xingchen and Qin Yang, the two destined friends and enemies, are different from each other, they resonate with each other, and share the same goal with each other.
Also enemy and friend, also love and hate.
Luo Xingchen, no longer use Nirvana tactics, withered flowers, no more healing, Qin Yang no longer uses Thunder Pearl, healing medicine.
They are all willing to shed the last drop of blood for this battle.
Looking at all directions, suddenly hundreds of thousands of meters away, thousands of people onlookers, what should they think
The thirteen great sages, solemn and solemn, praised Qin Yang, and respected Luo Xingchen and marveled.
"Throughout the ages, count the enchantments of the past, which one is comparable to the two of them.
If Qin Yang became the demon's sky, Luo Xingchen was the human race's future.
Both of them understood one of the top ten speed avenues, the way of flowing light and the way of no light.
One possesses the World Destroying Thunder, the law of space, and the other possesses the Five Elements Sword Intent, the technique of annihilation.
On the martial arts, on the battlefield, on the Taoist mind, they do their part, they should be the pinnacle of this generation. "
"I just don't know, how else can they fight..."
Sky Shadow, Lei Ba, Ke Moyou, Qing Feng...
Countless evildoers may be looking up at them.
Everyone is under great pressure.
"Have you found it? What Luo Xingchen uses, it doesn't seem to be the aura of heaven and earth, the stars are shining, as if they are nine stars!
Qin Yang's physical body was already ranked first in the world, and Luo Xingchen's martial arts realm was far behind him.
A tie between the two can only explain one thing, Luo Xingchen is in the same realm, and his body is stronger! It's really harder to compare people to others, and to shop around! "
Tianying shook his head and sighed, a trace of loneliness rose in his heart.
Thinking of him as the future master of the Bloodblade Demon Hall, perhaps for a lifetime, he can only be the second child of ten thousand years at most.
Since Sheng Yu, He Shengliang
Lei Ba nodded and sighed in a low voice: "Oh... Lei Dao, as a monster of the Thunder Demon clan, I can't compare to Qin Yang, an outsider. Ashamed and ashamed..."
Under Qing Feng, Xiao Wanwan was not tall, he was originally naughty, but he didn't cry or make trouble at this time, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he looked at Luo Xingchen.
But Qin Yang took a lot of effort to get up from the ruins.
Both are scarred.
Qin Yang walked towards Luo Xingchen, a distance of fifty feet, stopped, and said loudly: "Luo Xingchen... I haven't lost yet, and you haven't lost. In this battle, we have to distinguish between superiors.
Can you promise me one thing. "
Luo Xingchen didn't have any waves on his face, concealed his tears, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists, and said loudly, "What's the matter?"
Qin Yang didn't speak, his eyes were struggling, and he turned his head and glanced at the cute little dude. The voice of consciousness: "Take my son! Let him leave the demons!"
Luo Xingchen's heart was shocked, his eyes gradually widened, and there was a sudden urge to cry.
Why bother? Why bother
What is the reason for the people to betray their relatives
Qin Yang, what are your difficulties? Tell me! talk!
Why stay in the Mozu? Helping to abuse? Willing to bear infamy and be the sinner of the ages with the spine in the eyes of the world
I know I know! You would not be such a person!
I came to my senses, I came to my senses, but you cling to it, become a devil with one thought, and never regret it all your life
"Qin Yang-if you have something to say! Don't mention the nonsense, I won't lose! All your demands are dreams!"
Luo Xingchen opened his mouth and roared angrily.
Qin Yang laughed up to the sky: "Hahaha... If I lose the last blow, I will quit the demon clan and stop by myself! If you lose, now, immediately get out of here! Don't move the one in the Demon Abyss. Trees and trees! Unless the evil race is destroyed, the two races of humans and demons, continue to fight! On the battlefield, I hope we can meet again—"
Qin Yang also had an angry expression, which was heartbreaking.
Everyone in the Mozu, from the bottom of their hearts, is in awe!
One by one, they clenched their fists, cheering for Qin Yang: "Qin Yang Demon, vibrate my demons! vibrate my demons! vibrate my demons! vibrate my demons... Mozu is invincible!"
The shouts were overwhelming and deafening. It seemed that Qin Yang had really become a member of the Demon Race, and he couldn't give up!
What he showed in his eyes was sincere and not false.
He smiled, this smile cut off all Luo Xingchen's thoughts, and his heart was heavy and extremely cold!
"Huh... huh... ok... ok!"
Every word of Luo Xingchen had a choked voice, which made him full of grief and slurred words.
His words were trembling, and his tears fell from his cheeks.
Farewell poem!
Luo Xingchen silently chanted a farewell poem, tears soaking her white jade face: "The forest is connected at first sight, through hardships and coexistence and death, thousands of graces can hardly repay each other, see you tomorrow is an enemy!"
Perhaps the most sorry person in his life is Qin Yang!
Qin Yang had given him no chance to repay him. Now they are opponents and enemies, and they will not show mercy on the battlefield.
After reading this farewell poem, Luo Xingchen stretched out his hand, grabbed the jar of wine from the air, grabbed it, and the wine fell into sorrow, and the sorrow was even more sorrowful, and his heart was ashamed and helpless...
He drank half of this wine, and was about to finish drinking it. Qin Yang grabbed his hand and the wine jar shattered. A spring-like spirit turned into a water dragon, and he drank a drop of it.
Evenly split, drink half of each!
This may have a certain meaning, the future human race, headed by Luo Xingchen, the future demons, Qin Yang will definitely be respected!
One is the supreme blood, cultivation is like eating and drinking water, and the other is walking the lonely way against the sky, nine deaths without regrets.
"Boom... boom boom boom..."
The drums of war are beating, thunderous in all directions!
Two great arrogances, love and kill each other!
They each have a mission. Magic knife? Two masters, who will compete with each other
Qin Yang had not yet obtained the magic sword, and Luo Xingchen had not found the remaining fragments of Wanwuding.
What's the future? The road ahead is long.
Today’s battle, draw a line!
"Use external force, I want to see how powerful your Chilling Eye is! Can it seal my soul and body!"
Qin Yang became warm and moist again, with a bright smile.
Luo Xingchen nodded, Chilling Eye, ready to exert force!
As for Qin Yang, there was a thunder brand on his forehead.
There are nine thunderbolts, heavenly birth spirit thunders, lined up one by one, brushing the ground, landing next to him, front and back, left and right, nine into one!
The emperor's purple thunder, the emperor's golden thunder, the devil's red thunder, the world-destroying black thunder! Proudly white thunder! Endless silver thunder! Immortal Lotus Thunder! Fantasy world gray thunder! Broken Mu Qinglei!
These are the nine great thunders from the Thunder Demon Race's Leichi, the heavenly birth thing, hundreds of thousands of years, the masterpiece of the world, and now these nine thunders are here!
Lei Ba's eyes widened, his mouth crooked, and he felt as though he was about to suffocate!
"Qin Yang... the nine spirit thunders, the relics of the Lei Emperor back then, he can control all of them! Qin Yang... deserves to be the supreme demon!"
The thirteen great sages, who had not yet clearly distinguished the situation, had similarly trembled eyes and were frightened.
The Devil Emperor, tens of thousands of miles away, whether you watch it directly on the spot or through a phantom mirror, all are silent, the atmosphere is depressed, and the blood is boiling...
"Thunder Demon Race, Qin Yang, maybe the situation of Demon Race will be reversed!"
Some people are excited, their eyes are bloodshot, they see the future, the demons will never lose!
Here, Qin Yang is what the people want, and Luo Xingchen fought alone.
The eyes of extreme cold radiated cold air and shook the earth.
The nine spirit thunders are united into one.
Behind Qin Yang, there was a divine spiritual form, his eyes were like thunder, his body was like a profound iron, immortal and immortal.
This Dharma image, thousands of feet high, standing upright, is his bloodline, and he never shows it easily to control the nine spirit thunders, but he must do so.
Luo Xingchen, closing his eyes and concentrating, summoned a ray of divine soul condensed from the calming soul pearl, shrouded in colorful glow, a divine spirit, controlled by the halo, and proud of the world.
Both of them used external force, blood, and the spirit of fragments of Taoist artifacts!
The huge coercion almost crushed this piece of heaven and earth. The thirteen great sages were all sweating profusely and had to take a step away.
The others, after hearing the wind, retreated hundreds of thousands of feet, and then back hundreds of thousands of feet and millions of feet. Finally, they had to use a magic mirror to see this grand battle!
With a radius of hundreds of miles, the world fission, the building collapses, the rubble cracks into the air, the wind moves in all directions, the thunder is six, the soul is calming the sky.
The eyes of the extreme cold swept out an ice lotus, and the mantra rang out again-once encountering extreme cold and ice, the gods of the heavens and thousands of tribes!
The eyes of extreme cold can seal the body and soul! Print everything!
Nine spirit thunders, things of the birthday of heaven, each of them is a perfect sacred instrument, and can evolve!
Together, with all the power of the world-destroying artifact, only Qin Yang can control them in the world!
At this moment, thousands of miles away, the thirteen great saints were staring at this scene with cold sweat on their foreheads.
"This is... You guys, do you have this feeling, Qin Yang's original bloodline, where we seem to have seen..."
One of the sword kings had a solemn expression and fearful thinking.
The others stared, frowned, shook their heads, raised a finger, tacitly, each opened their mouths, and whispered: "Don't say, don't say..."
The battle between men is heart-rending pain.
The two extreme energies began to collide, collapse the space, and the space-time, everyone could not see what happened in the end.
Only a strong light stabbed the screen of the phantom mirror and almost broke.
When the light intertwined and twisted and finally dissipated, in the magic mirror, Luo Xingchen and Qin Yang looked at each other and smiled, their smiles chilling.
Luo Xingchen's body was the first to fall to the ground.
And Qin Yang chuckled for a while, mockingly said: "Hehehe...boy, fight with me! You are faster than me!"
Then, he looked up at the sky and shouted angrily: "The Demon Abyss Realm, 13 Great Sages, Hundred Realm Master Realms, everyone, listen to me! Our grievances with Luo Xingchen, let him go! Let him go! No one should be embarrassed! Otherwise, I will be my enemy, Qin Yang! You know what the end is!"
Qin Yang had just finished speaking, the Eye of Extreme Cold flew out from Luo Xingchen's forehead and turned into a huge ice eye. With a glance, he pierced Xiao Dan Dan and swallowed Xiao Dan Dan's body.
"Papa—no—"
Xiao Wanfu shouted hard, her eyes were red from crying, her petite and exquisite body was helpless.
He finally disappeared into the sky, the Eye of Extreme Cold, returned to Luo Xingchen's body, temporarily controlled Luo Xingchen's body, teleported away, and disappeared in the ruins of the chaotic Demon Emperor Du Baili. Who can chase him? on
Not only that, Tianlin and the three powerhouses were also thrown out of Luo Xingchen's Shenhai by the Eye of Chilling, and stopped since then.
Qin Yang was stunned, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, seemingly full of hatred, but said in his heart: "Thank you, this time, you are the one who is merciful, my son, leave it to you..."
His body fell to the ground suddenly...