A sword penetrates, transparent and thorough.

The Demon Lord's face froze, and he looked down at the invisible sword qi that came out of his chest with a look of disbelief.

Xuande Ancestor's expression showed a look of great joy, and he hurriedly urged the Qiankun Soul Bead in his hand again, but found that at some point, the female cultivator beside the demon lord had already met him, and the moment his fingertips poked out, the sword breath was cloudy, like a big net covering Xuande Zhenren inside.

Don't dare to have the slightest slackness, the light in his hand looms, and when a tiger-headed golden pestle is knocked down, the golden pestle immediately turns into a golden giant tiger body, and faces the female cultivator.

Who would have thought that when the golden tiger was just approaching, the sword net had already been covered, and the net was in it, and the golden tiger roared again and again, and when the ancestor of Xuande frowned, it turned into a golden pestle again, drilled out of the hole in the net, and became a golden light, shooting straight towards the female cultivator.

The purple thunder light was staggered in the woman's hands, and when the two hands were closed, the purple thunder suddenly turned into a purple electric bead, and when the female cultivator's hands were sent, it disappeared in an instant.

"Purple Refining Thunder Light Bullet?" Xuande Ancestor shouted in surprise, and when his body teleported again, the golden pestle had already collided with the Purple Refining Thunder Light Bullet, and then a roaring sound made Xuande Ancestor's consciousness blurred for a while, and he couldn't help but think in surprise, how could this woman have the magical powers of the Dragon and Tiger Sect?

However, what he didn't expect was that although on the way to fight with this woman next, Xuande Ancestor actually suffered the blows of various secret magic powers one after another, including Kunlun's.

However, Xuande Ancestor has been cultivating for a hundred years, and he is very familiar with the Taoism of this world, after a period of chaos, he gradually calmed down, and did not dare to have the slightest neglect of this female cultivator, especially the fierceness of the female cultivator's sword breath, which is really only seen in his life.

Only Xuanyu Zhenren, who was hidden in the Kunlun Sect back then, could be equal to him, and in the faint moment, Xuande Ancestor even guessed the origin of this woman, and there was no doubt that it was the Sword Washing Pavilion.

"Good thoughts!" the demon lord raised his head, looking at the confrontation between Xuande Ancestor and the female cultivator in mid-air, and at the corner of his mouth, when a trace of blood faintly appeared, he heard a grim laugh.

"How can I kill you if I don't do this!" Old man Zhao coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and pressed his body tightly against the demon lord's back.

"This is also what Huo Tianhua taught you?" the tone of the demon lord's voice was still full of mockery.

"That's Lin Yanran!" Old Man Zhao didn't answer the Demon Lord's words, but looked at the erratic figure in the air, and then panted and said, "It's a pity that the smell of blood all over my body."

The demon lord's gaze sank, and when his mind moved, a strong coercion suddenly emanated from his body, and then when the bronze light flashed, a loud sound filled his ears, but the old man Zhao, who had been prepared, stared at him, with a hideous face, and stirred the invisible sword qi vigorously.

At the same time as the demon lord snorted, the invisible sword breath came out of his body, and with it was a bloody heart, which shot directly into the air, and Old Man Zhao was once again powerless like a leaf in the wind, and was shocked and flew out, landing on a broken plaque.

Xuande Ancestor had already seen this scene in his eyes, and without thinking about it, he launched the golden pestle in his hand again, and turned into a huge golden tiger, aiming at the oncoming female cultivator, just biting away.

Unfolded his body with all his strength, and in a flash, Xuande Ancestor had teleported to the front of the invisible sword breath, and when the demon lord saw this scene, his body swayed slightly, but he staggered and almost fell, and watched Xuande Ancestor suck the invisible sword breath with the Qiankun Soul Bead in his hand, and disappeared.

The demon lord looked at the Xuande Ancestor in mid-air with a calm face, and the female cultivator had already rushed towards him regardless of a single ounce at this time, but the golden giant tiger flashed out like a spiritual flash, and desperately stopped it.

As soon as the root of the tooth was bitten, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the Xuande Ancestor, which happened to be sprayed on the body of the golden giant tiger that flashed its body again and again, and the moment the golden light soared, the golden tiger roared again with great majesty, and after the sound shook the nine skies, its momentum was even more courageous.

The demon lord stroked the tragic blood hole in his heart, the corners of his mouth grinned, and after a spell was played, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Xuande Ancestor saw this scene, after another mouthful of blood spurted out, it sprayed on the bead in his hand, and then when the bead was shining, the space suddenly began to distort.

Like the light of the red sun, behind it was a swarthy hole, and the Xuande Ancestor, who didn't want to think about it, plunged into it, and after its figure disappeared, the black hole above the air suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

There was a terrible howl, and it was extremely tragic, and the entire Langya Secret Realm shook with it, but then there was a tremor. The golden giant tiger that was fighting with the female cultivator suddenly shot out a series of intense and dazzling golden rays around his body, and in the roar of the demon lord, it exploded in all directions.

Like the light of the destruction of the world poured everywhere, the figure of the female cultivator was also annihilated by this golden light, the white hair of the demon lord danced wildly, and looked at the changes in the sky with a hideous face, followed by a round of bronze giant ding. The top of the cover was immediately opened, and there was a majestic suction, surging into the golden light, and after a period of crazy devouring, the golden light in the sky flowed smoothly into the giant dome like a trickle.

But there was no longer a female cultivator, and the flesh and blood condensed with the flesh and blood of the disciples of various factions in the Langya Secret Realm finally collapsed, the demon lord was very angry, the demon lord was very angry, but the anger needed an outlet, so he turned to look at Old Man Zhao.

"What a soul that burns life, you don't even want the opportunity to be reincarnated!"

There was another cough, Old Man Zhao's face was flushed, and all the folds were stretched out at this time, he was actually laughing, and looked at the demon lord with a smug face: "It's worth it!"

The demon lord wanted to slap it over and blast this hateful face out of the scum, but to no avail, instead sneered: "Do you think this seat will be able to die with you?"

Shaking his head weakly, Old Man Zhao coughed again, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he said, "You are the Demon Lord!"

The demon lord frowned and stared at the face that was gradually turning white, and then slowly walked to the side of the old man Zhao: "Yes, this seat is the demon lord!"

"So you can't die, but if you don't have a heart, what can you do when the next heavenly tribulation comes?" Old man Zhao's tone was full of joy, and he looked at the demon lord's gradually solemn eyes and said: "Four hundred years, you still have four hundred years, if you can't take back your heart, if you cultivate like you, in front of heaven and earth, you are also an ant." ”

One foot was broken, stomped hard, stepped on it hard, and the demon lord frantically stepped on the already sparse face, or was unwilling to make up for the two feet, and then said hatefully: "Villain, do you think this seat will be over?"

Looking at the dim sky and looking at the ruins in front of him, the demon lord suddenly roared angrily: "Even the Sword Washing Pavilion back then is already at the foot of this seat, what about this day?"

On Mochizuki Peak, Xu Lin finally finished copying "Swordsmanship Tianyuan", leaned back on the back of the chair, Xu Lin closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then picked up the manuscript again, and looked at it, a smile climbed up his face at the same time, his fingers moved slightly, and Xu Lin put the manuscript into the storage bag.

Pushing the door out, it was already late at night, Mochizuki Peak was as empty as ever, and the mountain wind blowing in the distance made people feel refreshed, Xu Lin stretched his waist and looked in the direction of Lianxia Peak, where the lights were still bright.

The sudden attack of the Demon Sect, the appearance of the Bloodstained Daoist, and the advent of the Demon Lord undoubtedly brought an unexpected blow to Kunlun and the various sects.

The current Lianxia Peak is the busiest time, the injured and dead disciples of the various sects have to be cleaned up and cared for, and the Kunlun Sect Protector Array also needs to be repaired, except for Xu Lin, Mochizuki Peak has been transferred to Lianxia Peak.

Because of his physical injury, Xu Lin stopped cultivating this night, but suddenly found that he had nothing to do except cultivate, but a place immediately popped up in his mind, but it was the four words of the yellow porch.

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