The furious energy swept away, and endless aftermath washed in all directions.

Under the magic sword, the hall made a trembling humming sound, and the breath of annihilation slashed wildly.

"Boom!"

The terrifying sword qi hit Yang Wuxin's body, and the latter had a sharp pain in his chest, and the whole person flew out upside down, and his breath was sluggish for a moment.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhong Jie laughed wildly, the demonic aura on his body was monstrous, and he did not pursue Yang Wuxin, but walked towards the demon shadow with a big knife in his hand.

Yang Wuxin flew to the ground, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Every time Zhong Jie took a step, the hall trembled, exuding resonance.

In the demonic qi in the space, countless demonic spirits were condensed, flying in the sky, making a "quack" sound, as if welcoming the arrival of the king.

Yang Wuxin's heart sank to the bottom.

All the disciples of the Star Palace, except for Lu Yifan, were completely annihilated, and the situation went from complete control to complete loss, and it was only half a cup of tea.

Yang Wuxin was shocked and angry, and a strong sense of anger and frustration surged in his heart.

"Singing when drinking, when drunk, how many autumns are in front of me, the right and wrong of the world will be me. Qing, laugh at you, wake up, laugh at you. Hahahaha!"

Zhong Jie laughed wildly, walked up the bronze steps, greeted the demon shadow on the three-headed six-armed golem, opened his hands and embraced, and said: "Holy Demon Inheritance! Only the supreme demon clan can obtain it! Lord Demon Tu, I am willing to inherit your mantle, the Holy Demon is immortal, the inheritance is immortal!"

In the shadow, a golden magic light suddenly appeared, as vast and infinite, rippling.

It was a formation sequence that spread out from within the demon shadow, enveloping Zhong Jie in it, and the sequence did not stop, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

Zhong Jie trembled with excitement, and shouted with a face full of longing: "Lord Modi, the power of the Holy Demon, give it to me, give it to me!"

The face of the three-headed six-armed statue seems to have become solemn, and the seal in his hand has also changed.

The countless points of light on the formation sequence are like a river of stars, endless.

Yang Qingxuan looked around in surprise, this formation sequence contained a strong Dao intent, very grand and mysterious, if he was given a certain amount of time, he should be sure to crack it.

At this moment, in the huge shadow, a huge eye suddenly condensed, gave birth to double pupils, and stared down.

Everyone trembled, not daring to meet that gaze, as if their souls were about to be taken away by a look, they were too frightened to move, and hurriedly lowered their heads.

"Lord Tu, it's the power of Lord Tu!"

Zhong Jie shouted excitedly, his face full of longing.

Those eyes stared at Zhong Jie for a while, and then their pupils turned slightly, bringing everyone in the hall into their eyes.

The space of the main hall was changed in an instant, and all the bronze was gone, except for the formation sequence, it was the vast universe, boundless.

"Hitomi?!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart shook wildly, and he didn't know if it was an illusion or if he was ingested into the pupil space. He looked up and saw that everyone was there, and he put a little bit of refreshment.

There was a long magic sound from the giant eye, and a beam of strong light shot out from the double pupils, passing through the layers of formation sequences, as if it had gone through an infinite time, and suddenly fell on Yang Qingxuan's body, locking it.

Yang Qingxuan trembled, looked at the giant eyes in shock, and said in shock: "You...... What to do?!"

That strong light contained terrifying magic, and under the light, Yang Qingxuan's whole person was frozen, completely unable to move. And inside the giant eye, a demon figure is constantly condensing.

A bad feeling welled up in Yang Qingxuan's heart.

"Wow!what?!

Zhong Jie's whole body was shocked, his face was full of horror and disbelief, and he roared like crazy: "What's going on? What the hell is going on?! Lord Modi, my lord, the person who accepts the inheritance should be me, and I am the person who inherits the Holy Demon Inheritance!"

But no voice in the space answered him.

All the martial artists were shocked, looking at Yang Qingxuan, who was shrouded in magic light, and said in shock one by one: "This is ...... Holy Demon Inheritance?"

Yang Wuxin was also horrified, and exclaimed incomprehensibly: "How could it be him?!"

Lan Ningxu smiled lightly and said, "Eh, it's interesting." ”

"Li Xuan, you should be damned! You dare to rob my Holy Demon Inheritance, go die!"

Zhong Jie's body was cold, his endless expectations were shattered in an instant, he roared like crazy, and a terrifying coercion erupted from the magic knife, rushing towards Yang Qingxuan and slashing at him!

"Boom!"

A knife crosses the heavens and the earth, as if to smash this universe in the sky!

But the moment the sword touched the beam, it shattered into tens of thousands of pieces and dispersed one after another.

Zhong Jie's eyes widened in horror, his face was full of despair and unwillingness, and he roared angrily: "Damn it! Damn it!"

In the giant eye, the demon shadow gradually came out, and in a flash, it appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan, and said, "I am a demon, are you willing to accept my holy demon inheritance?"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and the purple eyes of the demon in front of him spread out six black wings behind him, and the endless majesty overwhelmed him.

Yang Qingxuan said: "You're looking for the wrong person, right? I'm not a demon." ”

"You have the body of the Holy Spirit, which is a more powerful Dao body than the demon body, so I chose you as the inheritance, which is the most suitable choice." Come on, junior, bear the power of my holy demons!"

As he spoke, the demon reached out and pressed it directly on Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows, and the powerful magic power instantly poured in, forcibly rushing into Yang Qingxuan's meridians and wandering all over his body.

"Ahh

Yang Qingxuan roared in pain, this feeling of being infused with magic power was even more terrifying than three flames swimming in the meridians, and the pain was almost unbearable.

Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, his face was as pale as paper, and large cold sweat rolled down like water.

The magic power not only rushed into his limbs, but also poured directly into the Lingtai Consciousness Sea, wanting to completely demonize him!

"Boy, if you don't resist, you're dead. ”

Within the eyebrows, there was a sigh from the elf king.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and said, "Death, what do you mean? I have the Holy Demon Inheritance, shouldn't I go to the pinnacle of life from now on and marry Bai Fumei?"

"Cut!" The Elf King said disdainfully: "The inheritance of the Holy Demon is not passed on to your own people, but to a human race? Who do you think you are? Do you really think that your destiny is in your body? That person named Lan Ningxu said a sentence when he came in, and he has already broken through the mystery, think about it yourself." ”

Yang Qingxuan was shocked and said secretly: "What did Lan Ningxuan say?"

He quickly recalled in his mind, when Lan Ningxu suddenly appeared, he seemed to say-"Tsk, it's really lively, how can a good family of people's holy demons be broken like this by you, and other people's holy demons will live in the future." ”

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and said in horror: "The Holy Demon will live in the future? Could it be that this Holy Demon ......?"

The Elf King said heavily: "Yes, the remnant soul of this demon has not been destroyed, and the so-called inheritance is just to find a suitable body." You have the body of the Holy Spirit, the body he desires!"

(End of chapter)