Qin Yang's sword aura was arrogant, arrogant, and deadly. The land where the sword aura fell, the earth cracked, and the mountains and rivers shattered.
Qin Yang, who uses the sword, can withstand the power of the Tenth Calamity, which has long surpassed the scope of everyone's cognition.
Qingfeng's swordsmanship is more conservative. It uses defense as its offense, and locks the enemy's vital points, which is a fatal blow.
Therefore, he consumes very little energy.
The sword moves of the two were diametrically opposite, and their speeds were comparable. Every organ in Qing Feng's body seemed to be able to respond in a timely manner, with ease.
The war was endless, the world was dim, and the two of them, two or three calamities, played out the aura of the tenth calamity, killing boundlessly.
"Thousand Illusion Sword...Death to kill—"
Qin Yang gritted his teeth, emotionally, and in an instant, he moved the hilt of the sword tens of thousands of times with his left and right hands, eventually causing the dissolution of space and the destruction of dimensions, and his body completely disappeared here.
Silent!
Qing Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, not looking.
Hundreds of millions of swords and shadows overlap, but in fact they are all true swords. This is the return of ten thousand swords to the sect. Basically, the swordsmanship will be evil. But in Qin Yang's hands, it seemed to be different again.
Jian Yu was floating and fell in the range of Qingfeng, opening Huangquan Road to meet the gate of hell.
Qin Yang's body seemed to have evaporated from the world, still undetectable.
The billions of true swords were not in a hurry to attack, but they merged into one, turning into a giant sword to cut the sky, and they were injured.
Qing Feng's deep eyes stared at the vast and boundless giant sword above his head, and he did not rush out, and the gods and demons were crying.
A roar from Chaos shocked the three thousand realms and shocked ninety thousand miles.
Di Tian slammed his head, and with its horns, he smashed the giant sword into cracks.
A loud noise can be heard from all sides.
Qingfeng’s nine layers of spiritual seals, all appearing, are nine different ancient gods and demons, each holding a sword, rushing to the emperor, melting into the emperor, the emperor’s mouth spit a flying sword, the pupil shoots the magic power, four claws grasp Broken giant sword, retreat all over, space trembles, heaven and earth chaotic! The hurricane struck four times, and the blood and the wind melted into the blood wind. This was the collision of their swordsmanship, but their bodies were already scarred, and blood vessels spewed out like an explosion.
Qin Yang's eyes were cold, without warning, he stepped on the lotus steps in the void, stepping thousands of miles, and then flashed.
"Nine Heavens True Peng, Jinpeng Supreme!"
A huge golden-winged roc bird soars in the black sky, the light obscures the darkness and brings light.
The law of space changed the space, and shot out with one claw, Qing Feng's body flew upside down, lying on the ground, smashing the ground.
In the first battle, Qin Yang won a strong victory.
"Emperor Heaven, not perfect yet... I need to continue to hone..."
Qing Feng didn't change his face, closed his eyes, calmly.
"The second one, who will come first!"
One of Qin Yang's arm had long been bloodied, and his sword pointed to the young dragon demon clan and this mysterious new-generation power of the demon clan, neither of which he knew.
Both give them the feeling that they are both powerful.
"You were injured in the first battle, so how can you fight? One word of advice, now it’s still too late to look back!"
The demon youth, dressed in a red shirt, is like the reincarnation of a demon, unpredictable, indifferent, and sighing helplessly.
"Report your name so I can hold your head and go back to Human Race to ask for credit!"
"Hahaha... Ambitious, lift my head, you are just the reincarnation of the Thunder Emperor, I am not afraid. I am the born supreme demon clan! My name is Mo Wangchuan! I was born in the netherworld, and was burned by the fire to death. ! Corroded by lifelessness and not perished!
Forget about the past, travel all over the world, but beg a defeat! Mo Wangchuan is your nightmare. For the rest of your life, remember not to meet me—"
"Mowangchuan?"
Qin Yang was in a dream. This name had some magical power, which made people feel like stepping into the magical power of Xianze, but this Xianze was an endless sea of magic.
"Born to be supreme?"
Qin Yang heard a word that was very unfamiliar to him.
Mo Wangchuan, indifferently showed his tenfold spiritual seal, flawless.
The sky, the sun and the moon, the mountains and rivers, fire and thunder, the starry sky is obscure, and the sea of blood is fragrant.
Ten kinds of visions made the world tremble and weeping!
"I was born and destined to be destined for the rest of my life!"
Mo Wangchuan slapped out a palm and turned into swords and swords. The sky was bright in the morning, and the sky opened the way. Only Luo Xingchen's wild sword intent could be compared with the moves Qin Yang had seen.
"Forget the past, forget it! You are a demon for one day, and a madman for the rest of your life! Qin Yang, you are a demon race, not a human race, you are a demon race, not a human race!"
Mo Wangchuan spit out lotus flowers, like Zhaoshi Mantra, every word beaded, and penetrated into Qin Yang's consciousness, wanting him to lose his mind.
The sword twisted and turned into a black and white spiral beam, piercing Qin Yang's Tianling Gai.
Qin Yang roared wildly, exposing the bloodline, Lei Di's body! A thousand feet high, overlooking the mountains and rivers, staring at the sun and the moon!
The purple gown and delicate and white fingers can burst out of a majestic aura.
In the prehistoric period, apart from the Five Elements, who would dare to compete with Lei Di
A beam of thunder swept over, penetrated the black and white energy, and hit the body of Mo Wangchuan.
Mo Wang Chuan stays still, condenses the ten spiritual seals, and turns into a protective cover to resist this attack!
There seems to be the supreme real demon possessing the body, the demon dominating the world, and the demon dancing in a wild.
"Boom boom boom..."
The space is fissioning, the four directions are collapsing, and the two forces collide, even if the domain owner does not dare to approach easily.
The real demon confronted the Lei Di, and the two peerless figures made the time and space intertwined, and the moon had no trace.
The indiscriminate bombardment of the palms and fists, tirelessly, regardless of life and death, fight, you should fight for the dawn, to prove the way, endless death!
Facing an opponent he had never known before, Qin Yang tried his best, and once he made a move, he drew the reincarnation seal of his previous life that he never easily displayed.
The interweaving of red and purple reveals endless killing intent. The true showdown between gods and demons will finally be revealed!
In the end, both lose and lose. Qin Yang is exhausted. Before he can stand still, he stumbles and falls to the ground, blood staining all directions, and the earth is a dark red.
And Mo Wang Chuan, it seems that there is still more energy, standing on one foot, lightly landing, behind his hands, the god of war is invincible.
It's just that there is a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, dripping down his neck, dripping off his clothes, mixed with the red shirt, and cannot be distinguished.
"Qin Yang, you lost!"
Mo Wangchuan's nature is aloof and lawless, which is the characteristic of the Mozu. It hurts every sentence and does not show mercy.
"Haha, hahaha... The third, and the third, why not come together! I am afraid of you, so I am not called Qin Yang—"
Qin Yang got up from the ground, his body trembling, but his aura increased without diminishing, his eyes were fierce and angry.
The third place, the young dragon demon clan, appeared.
"Report your name!"
Qin Yang still made a sound, dismissive of it.
"Long Wudao!"
The young man of the Dragon Demon clan, speaking out his name, was originally innocent!
Qin Yang sneered, and still mocked: "Hey... Innocent? Since innocent, you are abandoned by heaven. Your name is crazy enough! Just look at yourself, do you have this ability?"
"You are optimistic, what is innocent!"
The body of the dragon is ten thousand feet long, the original shape is exposed, black scales possessed, indestructible, the five-clawed black dragon, but it is completely different from the sky-eater !
The dragon genealogy has not been included in this kind of dragon family, and it has long been beyond the world.
This dragon was born with a pair of wings, larger than the golden-winged roc, covering the sky and the sun, soaring into the sky, stirring the eyes of the dark whirlpool, and killing all living creatures!
Wherever you go, collapse, collapse, collapse!
Even the Lei Di Law Body seemed a bit small and fragile.
Qin Yang condensed the devil's thunder body, flicked the void sword, and moved dexterously, entangled with this huge devil dragon!
The lotus steps in the void stomped wildly, like a shadow, the law of kendo, fused with thunder, and thunder smashed the dragon body, but it was meaningless.
Long Wudao didn't care at all, causing tiny cracks to him, stitched together instantly, intact.
With its sharp claws, it can hold Qin Yang like a bird, holding it in his hand, constantly clenching it!
"Ahhh-"
The intense pain made Qin Yang worse than death, and his vitality was severely injured. At this moment, facing this third person, he could not match it!
"Under my Slaughter Saint Body, you can only accept death obediently! I don't know how to persuade you like Qing Feng!"
Without entering the holy realm, claiming to be a holy body, the dragon has no way, and sure enough, there is no way!
Qin Yang was unconscious and condensed with all his strength. He wanted to see through, crushed his teeth, and re-summoned the nine spirit thunders. The nine thunders gathered to knock down the dragon's body of the flying dragon and cut even bigger wounds!
"Qin Yang, with all due respect, you, it's a foul."
Seeing Long Wudao being knocked into the air, Mo Wangchuan held his arms indifferently.
Having said that, Long Wudao had already spattered blood, sprinkled large pieces, crawling on the ground, and transformed into human beings.
The slanted hair is long and the eyes are like ice, ruthless and unjust.
Randomly wiped the blood stains, Long Wudao faced the earth and hit out with a palm. A huge gully spread. Qin Yang was within the range and almost fell into the abyss. Finally, he held the edge of the cliff with one hand before he did not fall. .
"Qin Yang, one-on-one, you are not my opponent either, your thunder road is still a bit short."
Long Wudao ridiculed, his hands clasped together, condensed into a sealing formation, and the totem pole shot into the sky.
Qin Yang knew that he was enough in this life.
With a smile on his face, in the sea of gods, a furry little white ball wrapped a body, jumped, traversed the space, escaped from the sight of the three peerless evildoers, and disappeared in a flash.
Afterwards, the seal formation was forcibly overturned, Qin Yang's palm trembled, and he fell into hell, never fading, seemingly frozen...
The pitch-black ravine was sealed by the formation and reunited.
In this world, Qin Yang's face and Qin Yang's voice are no longer gone.
The breath has long been isolated from the world, a seal, a sense of separation.
Nine Ling Lei, went to Qin Yang to cut off contact, immediately scattered, turned into nine meteors, struck the sky and disappeared.
"Ahem..."
Qing Feng stood up, clutched his chest, and stared at the smooth ground blankly, as if there had never been any battle.
He was startled, tears in his eyes.
"Oh... Qin Yang, with you, the Demon Race will naturally have a future demon god. If you are not here, I am also very lonely... I am missing a friend..."
Mo Wangchuan did not make any comments and was silent.
Long Wudao glanced at the two of them and said proudly, "Did you see? I am the supreme demon! You guys, it's a bit too close."
Mo Wangchuan sneered coldly: "Just picking up the bargain, let you play against Qin Yang of Quansheng, you try? He is very strong, there should be a stronger hole card and no chance to show it, just because of emotions, he was confused. , I admit, it's a pity."
Mo Wangchuan walked back on the cloud, Qing Feng swept away in a flash, and both of them felt sympathy for Qin Yang. I had the intention to look forward to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch...
One day later, the news came out from the Demon Temple and Ka Qiongcang, setting up a burial mound, and burying Qin Yang, the top ten demon tribes, standing in silent tribute. Read.
Since then, the beliefs of the demons, many people, have fallen!
Na hegemony is rampant, invincible, lawless, there are helpless peer hegemons, and die forever.
As for the cause of death, it is kept confidential and not announced.
People only know that when Qin Yang led them to sweep the evil race, even though he did not admit it, in his heart, who was not in awe
Even Jian Jie, a person who has always been dissatisfied with Qin Yang, was wiping tears in the dark. Many people have red eyes...