The demonic flames covered the sky, flying and domineering, and it was gloomy.

The laughter of the demon lord, the face of the demon lord, at this moment, has been deeply imprinted on the heaven and earth, that is his original appearance, a male lord who dominates the universe and seems to be crazy.

With white hair flying and the arrogance in his eyes, the monks of the main gate at this time had to bow their noble heads, who else? The three people who are recognized as the top in the world have all been defeated, and who else is capable of king chaolan?

Expectation is to wait in silence, hoping that in the last moment of the outbreak, there will be a peerless hero on the stage, but let's return to reality, hero's?

However, Qinghong Zhenren still stepped forward, he was not a hero, he was the head of Kunlun, the leader of a Central Plains monk who had been defeated before.

So he can't give in, because he still has the last killer weapon to block Kunlun's luck.

Luck: Fate, Luck!

And Kunlun now has the highest luck, and it is already the first sect in the world, and the accumulation and precipitation of the sect over the years is no longer comparable to other sects.

Although Qinghong Zhenren now has to face the demon lord who was trying to change the world thousands of years ago, in the final analysis, he is still a person, and behind Qinghong Zhenren is the entire sect.

A flash of blue light emerged, appearing from the body of Qinghong Zhenren, then turning into a ball of blue light, then slowly rising, and then reaching the dark cloud-covered air, and finally suddenly shining brightly.

The Demon Lord's laughter paused, and he watched with interest what Kiyohiro Zhenren did, waiting silently, even expecting what would happen next?

The glow of the sky, drilled out of the dark clouds of the black clouds, gathered from the four directions of heaven and earth, that is the luster of different colors, it can also be said to be a rainbow of light, the appearance is changeable, the color is uncertain, this is the fortune of Kunlun?

As a sect, there must be a lot of strong people first, and you don't need to be particularly strong, as long as you can't be bullied at will. But a great array of protectors is needed, and it must be strong, only the portal is as strong as an iron wall, and outsiders will not lightly attack your sect's idea.

There are strong people in Kunlun, and before the demon lord appeared, there were recognized as the strongest people in this world.

Kunlun has a big array, although it is closed, it is still the first formation in the world, the first strong formation with both offense and defense!

So it came, from the beginning of the darkness illuminated by the glow of the sky, and when the seven-colored halo filled the surroundings again, the disciples of the Demon Sect, including the Demon Lord, were already in this formation.

The face of the demon lord changed, he was erudite and talented, he could easily identify the strong and the weak, the advantage and the inferior, and when he focused his eyes on the body of Qinghong Zhenren, his pupils shrank, and the momentum around his body suddenly seemed to be like a bulging embankment, and a steady stream of Dao power and vitality rose to the sky.

Although Qinghong Zhenren is only one step away from this realm, he is not yet a god.

But when the glow of the sky gathered on his body, and the vitality of heaven and earth poured into the Dao body one by one, the heaven and earth resonated, or rather, at this time, the Qinghong real person had already achieved a celestial being.

The corners of the demon lord's mouth were slightly grinning, his white hair was dancing wildly, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and the word opponent was also presented in his mind for the first time.

In the Treasure Pavilion, the bloodstained Taoist held a big red umbrella, looked up at the three big golden characters, the corners of his mouth were blurred, and then walked slowly over with a leisurely pace.

But just as he was about to step up the steps in front of the door, the bloodstained Daoist's leisurely face suddenly changed, and at the same time, this figure was in a trance, but it took dozens of steps backwards to stand firm, and his eyes looked gloomily at the position where he was standing before, but a sword was already inserted there, and the buzzing continued!

The white clothes and skirts are as white as feathers, like flowers blooming lightly, falling slowly and between, the skin is better than snow, the bright eyes and teeth are white, two points of red are embellished on the cheeks, and the sentence of light makeup and heavy makeup is always appropriate, which is very suitable to describe the woman here.

Drawing out the sword, not even giving the bloodstained Daoist a chance to breathe, this woman's sword has already cut out a cold sword light.

The sound of breaking through the air, the sound of the sword was pleasant and clear, which made the corners of the eyes of the blood-stained Daoist twitch, at least the magic weapon of the seventh grade sword weapon would have such a sound of breaking the sky, at least the cultivation of the real human realm, there would be such a sword.

Don't be careless!

The figure of the bloodstained Daoist quickly unfolded, turning from real to virtual, and in the blink of an eye, the bloodstained Daoist had turned into a blood mist, and the woman's sword had already slashed over, and instantly burst into the blood mist. In a burst of cold light, the blood mist that was originally drifting was frozen into a little ice droplet in an instant, but it was blood red.

With a loud shout, the voice was hoarse, even a little sharp, like the sound of a ghost screaming, and when it sounded, it was a frozen blood-colored ice droplet, and suddenly shattered, and the sound of ping-pong non-stop.

As if it was sand rolled up by a gust of wind, the body of the blood-stained Daoist gathered in the wind, but the appearance was like a patchwork of blood droplets, which looked so disgusting and weird.

"What a sharp sword, what a fairy like a flower and jade, report your name!"

It was another cold sword, and after splitting this sword, the woman's figure suddenly moved, and in a blink of an eye, it had flown into the sky, the sword in her hand, swung again, and pieces of ice flowers danced with the wind, but after the woman shook the sword weapon in her hand, she went straight to the blood-stained Taoist, and then snorted coldly: "Kunlun, Qingming!"

Step by step, a phantom, under the yellow porch, raised his footsteps, step by step.

"I really didn't expect it, I really can't imagine that the genius who was known as the Sword Washing Pavilion back then would die here so silently, and the most ridiculous thing is that he couldn't take this last step until he died. ”

In the cultivation world back then, he was known as a genius of the heavens, and he was also recognized by the world as a cultivator with the best chance of entering the god level, but ......

The laughter is evil, as if enjoying a good wine. The man in the black shadow touched his heart with his hand, the sword back then was really good, and now the burning sensation is still faintly visible, as if the broken sword intent has not been removed from the body at all.

When he reached the halfway up the stairs, the man waved his hand a little irritably, and these sword intents descending from the steps of the yellow-character porch were like flies, driven away by the man at will.

After a pause, he looked up and felt the direction of the breath, and the corners of the man's mouth inadvertently showed a smile.

The sword intent is still there, it seems that that interesting little guy is not as strong as he imagined, at least this sword intent, so far, he has not completely refined.

No, wait, the man frowned, and after meditating for a while behind closed doors, he seemed to be feeling something, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

I couldn't even feel the change in that sword breath, and there was actually a qi in that kid's body that was blocking the invasion of his divine sense?

Funny little guys!

The man's steps were up again, still walking unhurriedly, and when he was about to reach the top of the stairs, his eyes were fixed, and then a rather surprised expression appeared on his face.

Who is this old man?

I saw that at the top of the stairs of the yellow portico, a thin old man was sitting on the steps at this time, his black face was full of traces of time, and the ravines seemed to be witnessing the imprint of time, and on that pair of small eyes, the two eyes were shining, like a hunter, staring at himself!

The man's surprised expression gradually began to converge, and the back sank like water for a while, but he showed a smile and said, "We know each other, right?"

Old man Zhao didn't speak, in the face of the man's questioning, he still had the same demeanor as before, and he didn't pay attention to Xu Lin, who was already standing there stunned at this time, and Xu Lin, who was like a statue, seemed to have been hit by a sudden thunderbolt in his brain, and he was speechless in surprise.

The posture, the body shape, the tone of voice when speaking, the eyes that can be teased by the world, and the unfathomable aura exuding from the body, this is not the demon lord, who else can it be?

But the color of his hair seems to have changed, and the robe turned out to be black, and there is a snake missing from his side, but he is still the demon lord Undoubtedly, Xu Lin dares to gamble with his life, this is the demon lord!

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