The blue devil is always light and light.

In the dark curtain, under the blood moon, the Dao robe of the Blue Devil was like a white cloud.

is too wild, and his brows are tightly locked, because he can't see the realm of the blue devil clearly. Even, he couldn't tell if the white-clothed green devil was the real body of the blue devil. According to legend in the sea wilderness, the seven Dharma bodies of the same level of the Green Devil are at most shown in the Tsing Yi Dharma Body, so they are called the Green Devil.

At the beginning of the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the orange-clothed law body of the Blue Devil was defeated by the three sons of Purple Youcheng, and perhaps now there are only six law bodies left.

The white-clothed green devil is the most common image of the green devil. Only during the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the true body of the Red Demon of the Blue Devil appeared. But Po Jun understands that the Blue Devil clone is both true and false, and it will definitely change from time to time, and it will not be easily seen through.

A peerless master like the Blue Devil can only have a chance of winning if he fights to the death. There was a slight shock in the direction of the Netherworld Mountain, and the broken army also felt it instantly.

"Huh?" Po Jun raised his eyebrows, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

The Blue Devil's eyes also swept over the mist of Shura, but his face was calm, and then he looked at the broken army.

"Don't be delusional! It's me, I'm not sure, passing through the gate of hell guarded by the Heavenly Continent bloodline Meng Soul. The Demon Qin Meng Soul is by no means an ordinary monk. If the magic piano vibrates, the Three Realms will be silent, and there will only be the sound of the piano!"

To be able to get such an evaluation from the first demon servant of the Sea Wilderness, the Blue Devil, the Demon Qin Meng Soul may be comforting enough for his life.

"Not necessarily!"

Po Jun sneered, but he was also thinking about the words of the Blue Devil in his heart. In fact, they had already had contact with the Demon Qin Meng Soul, but they only heard his voice and did not see him.

Moqin Meng Soul is not a nobody in the sea wilderness. It's no secret that he guards the Netherworld, but Pojun knows that he and the others are prepared.

Just now. Although they haven't broken through the mist of Shura yet, but the black fog is shaken, and I don't know if there has been progress.

Thinking of this, the broken army is even more warlike, and at present, he has to at least drag out this blue devil. If the young master arrives, then there will be more opportunities.

The black drummer swayed, and the eyes of the broken army were instantly blood-red. It was a secret technique of the Taihuang, and the blood in his eyes was shining together, and the realm of breaking the army was instantaneous. Let go again.

True Immortals are a great consummation! This is the true realm of breaking the army.

From the realm of robbery to the fairyland, it is not only the strength of Liliang, but an absolute qualitative leap. The realm of robbery is a monk, and the fairyland is called an immortal.

The Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture has been countless for thousands of years, and there are few real immortals to talk about.

Within the five domains of the sea wilderness. It is known that now there are only the three Buddhas of the Blue Devil and Brahma, and the Emperor of the Great Desolation has fallen. And then there is the broken army at this time.

No matter how powerful the flying tribulation is. It's not as good as a trace of fairy power. This is also weishenme, as soon as the green devil came out, he raised his hand, and he scattered the third fist method of breaking the army.

However, now that the realm of breaking the army has been completely released, the pure immortal qi has completely replaced the power of the flying heavens. At this time, the broken army and the broken army of Fangcai. If two people are judged.

How can one cultivator and one immortal be compared with each other? The green devil is like a true immortal, and the broken army is like a god of war. Unfortunately, this is a battle in which the broken army will eventually fall.

"Kill!" the broken army roared. Raised his right fist and slammed into the Blue Devil.

This type of immortal fist, with endless immortal mangs and huge fist shadows, covered the void, like a falling star, and went straight to the Blue Devil.

The windswept fist made the six demon servants who were watching the battle retreat suddenly, as if the fist technique was coming straight to a few of them. The fairy wind is endless, piercing and soul-shattering.

This punch is fierce and powerful, and the killing intent is almost brought into full play, but this is only the fourth punch of the broken army.

"Alas!" the white-clothed blue devil stood in the void, but his face did not change, he only sighed slightly.

It is too barren to be a vein, and the sea is barren for tens of thousands of years. Whether it is the Emperor of the Desolation, the Seven Star Monarchs, or the real Demon Body Xiao Luo, which one is not a stunning and brilliant character? Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time, and the cause and effect are endless, these people are all born because of the catastrophe, and they will definitely fall into the realm of death.

The fist wind of the broken army has arrived, and the blue devil did not shake hard, but retreated sharply. The Blue Devil's body is unparalleled, and it turned into a cloud of white smoke in an instant.

The white smoke no longer even had the shape of a half-cent green devil, but it was floating in the void, and it easily dodged the most powerful fist wind of the broken army. The fist of the broken army is strong, but the wisps of white smoke are like fallen leaves in the wind, and they are like water under the knife, changing and invisible.

The fist wind has passed, sweeping the ghost palace below. Boom, dust and smoke swept the sky, and I don't know how many palaces turned into ruins.

In the night sky, the white smoke gathered and dispersed, once again turning into the true appearance of the blue devil. The blue devil was actually already at the side of the broken army, waving with one hand.

A green mang, condensed into a sword light, went straight to the throat of the broken army.

Turning qi into a sword is an ordinary trick, but when it is used by the Blue Devil, it is surprising and powerful. That sword light, although it is not as domineering as the fist style of the broken army, but the power is actually not bad at all, or even better.

Because of the void line, the immortal power is more concentrated.

Sneering -

In the void, the arc flickered, and the sword light was thin and thin, instantly breaking through the remnants of the broken army's immortal fist wind and slashing towards the broken army's neck.

"Hmph!" Although Po Jun snorted coldly, his heart was also awe-inspiring.

The blue devil is really too powerful! Dealing with his own appearance, he feels that he has not done his best at all, but he has not fallen behind at all. Fang just dodged his fist style, which made people hate at will, and was beyond the reach of people.

Blue Devil, is it really a Sea Desolate Monk? Po Jun had a moment of suspicion, because the Blue Devil was too amazing.

The thoughts in my heart were all lightning in an instant! With a sword from the Blue Devil, the broken army naturally retreated sharply, and it almost turned into a cloud of black smoke, but it was far less chic and elegant, random and vertical and horizontal than the Blue Devil.

At the same time, the broken army shouted, and the zuihou style in the five-style boxing method had already been played.

This is the zuihou punch in the Breaking Army Fist Method, since the Broken Army practiced this most domineering and powerful nameless fist method from the Remnant Heaven Scroll. This is only the third time that the army has been broken, and the fifth punch is struck.

The first time was, the first time that the army breaking fist method was formed, and the emperor of the Taihuang was fighting, and Zuihou always forced the emperor of the Taihuang to shout to stop, so as not to seriously injure the two. The second time was, in the battle of the Valley of Ten Thousand Desolations, the broken army Zuihou used this style of boxing to hold the body and break through.

The black daqi was instantly shaken away by the immortal qi surging from Po Jun's body, like a black cloud scattered in the night sky, and wisps swept past the blood-colored moon.

The true immortal aura that filled the sky turned into an endless murderous aura. The blood-red light in the eyes of the broken army. Even more eerie.

The fist of the broken army, the zuihou style, actually has no fist shadow at all, and there is no external domineering like the first four styles. Because of the fourth style, the domineering spirit has been interpreted to the extreme. This fifth form only has murderous aura and fist intent

Invisible fist, indiscriminate attacks. Although there is no fist shape, the broken army stands in the void, and the fairy wind is swinging. Murderous intent became a cloud.

The sky was overwhelming, and the entire ghost palace was booming.

Boom-boom-

The fist wind has not come out, the fist intent has not been exhausted, and the ghost palace under the void has collapsed countless times. This kind of fist intent is comparable to the power of heaven and earth.

The corners of the Blue Devil's mouth curled. At the same time, I secretly admired it in my heart. Because with his knowledge, he cultivated. He didn't know the origin of this spell of breaking the army.

However, this five fists of breaking the army are already comparable to immortal arts.

"There must be a strange inheritance in the mysterious Taihuang Gate. The Blue Devil said secretly in his heart. If the Blue Demon had seen the demonization of Wen Muran, Wu Aotian, and the Emperor of the Great Desolation, he would definitely understand that all this was related to the True Demon.

In the face of the fifth punch of the broken army, the Blue Devil finally concluded the seal.

The Blue Devil seal, how can it be ordinary? The Blue Devil smiled faintly. Hands change the seal. The method of printing is not complicated, there are only three simple forms.

"Immortal Magic! Nine Heavens Flowing Clouds!"

As soon as the name of the Blue Devil's spell was drunk, the endless white light dispersed in an instant. At this time, no one knew what realm the Blue Devil was. No one knows if the current white-clothed green devil is a clone, but as soon as the endless immortal power comes out, it instantly suppresses the true immortal realm of the broken army.

Black water, blood moon. Ghost town, dead silence.

However, at this moment, the endless white mangs turned into clouds, and the clouds instantly condensed, and the white flowers burst into bursts.

The black curtain of the blood moon and the white clouds are absolutely rare in ten thousand years. This is a technique to change the general trend of heaven and earth.

Zaijian, the countless white clouds, flowed in an instant. The light is magnificent, the clouds are like water, and the white wheals are like shapes. The mighty immortal power spans the nine heavens.

"Break!" the Blue Devil snorted.

The invisible fist intent covers the void. Tangible flowing clouds, long winds howling in the sky. Two shocking liliang suddenly collided!

The six demon servants on the periphery were already hiding for miles away, because the battle of true immortals was enough to destroy this ghost palace.

The heavens and the earth are loud, and the sound is already thin. Sure enough, the moment they collided, this shijie seemed to lose its voice, because anyone's ear drums were temporarily deaf.

There is only a picture in the eyes.

The fist wind, flowing clouds, and endless white rays are like meteor rains in the void, scattering the world. The Three Thousand Ghost Palace, which consumed hundreds of millions of wealth, has become a real tomb.

Smoke and dust billowed out, and the three thousand ghost palaces all collapsed. Those disciples who belonged to the Immortal Ghost Sect or the Taihuang Sect were buried here forever.

In fact, in today's battle, it will not only be the Taihuang Gate that will be destroyed, but also the Immortal Ghost Sect. In the past two hundred years, the Ten Thousand Saints Palace and the Ghost Palace have been turned into ruins overnight.

Since then, the fairy ghost is ominous, and the ghost town curse has become a rumor in the black water. The power of faith is no longer gathered. Such an ancient immortal gate that has stood in the sea wilderness for tens of thousands of years has been completely forgotten by the people of the sea wilderness tens of thousands of years later in the way of being destroyed and the faith is absent.

The aftermath lingered for a long time. The power of the green devil's flowing clouds is still scattered, constantly shuttling.

Finally, at night, the blood moon appeared again.

In the air, the Blue Devil's Dao robe was still there, standing with his hands in his hands, without the slightest change, just like when he first came.

And the Star Monarch of the Taihuang Broken Army was pale, and black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, dripping with it. The dark star between his sword eyebrows began to jump slightly. In his pupils, there were already seven stars.

Seven kills in the Beidou, the darkest blood star. That star is the destiny of the broken army.

"Blue Devil, you are worthy of the first demon in the sea wilderness! My five fists are the inheritance of the ancients, and even the emperor must avoid its edge. Under the Demon Maiden's Phantom Flower Technique, you can also escape. I didn't expect you to break my technique, you are so calm, the clouds are light and the wind is light!"

The blue devil looked at Po Jun, the look in his eyes remained unchanged, and he just smiled faintly.

"The Blue Devil has only served one person in his life. The remnants of the Three Realms, gods, Buddhas, ghosts, and demons, as long as I wish, they can all be cut down!"

"Haha!" Hearing this, Po Jun suddenly looked up to the sky, and the natal star at the center of his eyebrows shone black. At this time, the end of the world, the seven stars, suddenly shining.

"Blue Devil, you are so arrogant! Watch me kill seven times, and fight to the death with you!" (To be continued......)