The spiritual world.
The Thirteen Elders were derived from nothingness, and the six elders merged into one, carrying with them the monstrous demonic flames.
"die" The king of reincarnation has broken through the six paths of reincarnation, destroyed the seven emotions and six desires, and has a pure soul.
He has already seen through the hustle and bustle of the world.
For the king under the realm of reincarnation, his soul is as cracked as stars.
He had wanted to break into Qingyang Huan's spiritual world dozens of times before but failed.
After entering now, the Thirteenth Elder seemed to be standing on the nine heavens, the supreme being in charge of all spirits, with disdain flowing in his spirit, as if he was Looking down like ants.
Buzz However, just as the Thirteenth Elder revealed his ferocious appearance, he felt a wave of terror coming down on him.
Above his head, four ancient gates shining with scorching copper light fell down.
"this" The moment he saw these four Samsara Gates, the Thirteenth Elder seemed to have forgotten everything.
He was completely stunned by the four dilapidated Samsara Gates, which were like broken bronze gates in the wilderness. reincarnation gate He led the warriors from the human and demon tribe to return to the ruins, not just for the Shura Sect.
What did he see now?
Four of the Six Gates of Reincarnation frightened Even though he was in a mental state at this moment, there were already too many ripples in the minds of the thirteen elders in an instant, and countless thoughts surged past.
In an instant, the four reincarnation gates suppressed them.
The same thirteen elders also reacted.
Six cyan light paths emerged from behind, and instantly converged into one, heading straight towards the sky spirit, trying to break through the four reincarnation gates that suppressed them.
It's a pity that all the reincarnations of all souls pass through the tribulation by the projection of the six paths of reincarnation.
They are just a bunch of bubbles in front of the real path of reincarnation. puff There was a soft sound, and there were faint ripples in the spiritual world.
When all the dust settled, the door of reincarnation returned to the sky above the spiritual world again, but the door of human reincarnation opened and closed slightly.
Click click click click The innate black and yellow small world and the bright small world fell, knocking the thirteen elders directly into the human and demon small world.
At this moment, even the Tao body tempered with Tao talismans since the Great Luo King realm was in the collision and squeeze of the three small worlds.
Under the pressure, the thirteen elders still suffered broken muscles and fractures.
The blood-red demon blood was flying, and each strand turned into a demon king dancing wildly.
In his small world of humans and demons, the walls of the world collapsed, and large cracks were thousands and thousands of miles long, like a terrifying gutter. .
The light rushed into the darkness and began to collide with the demonic energy, which further aggravated the chaos in the small world of humans and demons.
For Qingyang Huan, the small world of innate black and yellow is his small world, and the world of light is only in the small world of innate black and yellow.
It's just a small world, an accessory in his world.
Just like the vast world contains thousands of small world continents, it has the same nature.
In the broken world of humans and demons, a incomplete demonic sun fell into the sky, evolving demonic energy into the sky.
The knees of the thirteen elders were broken, and they were pressed against the ravine-like ground.
The blood gurgled like a rolling river.
There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and there was horror in his eyes.
puff In an instant, a mouthful of counter-blood spurted out again, and the battle spirit thought body transformed by the spirit was annihilated into nothingness, causing him heavy damage again. reincarnation gate Although the battle soul's mental body was annihilated, he already knew everything he saw in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world.
With two small worlds that had been traumatized in different ways, Qing Yanghuan shot out two beams of light from his eyes and landed in front of the Thirteenth Elder who was kneeling down not far away.
"you" Feeling the suppression of the rotating innate black and yellow world, even the thirteenth elder who was kneeling down still had to arch his body, like a prawn with a black shell.
The small world of Xiantian Xuanhuang was like an eternal divine mountain, which was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
Once upon a time, he had never thought that he would be crushed under the feet of a young man who had lowered his two realms, and even had to struggle to support himself so as not to be completely crushed into bloody foam.
This was something he had never imagined after tens of thousands of years of cultivation.
The small black and yellow world suspended above his head is really too majestic.
The innate aura is superior to all spirits.
The small world of light on the side restrains his demonic ways.
Even from the beginning when he stepped into the world of Guixu, he was plotted against him.
Interlocked, impossible to guard against.
Click click click As Qingyang Huan fell again, the two small worlds fell down like a torrent, like two falling stars.
This time the two small worlds fell without any hindrance, completely tearing apart the small world belonging to the Thirteenth Elder. .
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Lines of blood turned into divine light and soared into the sky.
The small world of humans and demons was like stars that were shattered everywhere.
The demon blood surged wildly, splashing billions of blood flowers.
"I have already begun to step into the long river of destiny.
You can't even think of killing me."
Facing the hoarse roar coming from the shattered little world of humans and demons, Qingyang Huan frowned.
The King of Samsara was really an immortal cockroach.
Even though he was like this, his life breath was still hanging there.
In a trance, there was an illusory thread falling from somewhere, holding the thirteen elders.
"Unfortunately, your fate is clear."
The sound of killing sound sounded, and Qingyang Huan stepped forward and exited the shattered demon world.
The shattered cracks on the wall of the innate black and yellow world began to extend, thousands of miles long, and they were still growing rapidly.
In the cracked small world, the majestic innate aura surged out, rolling like a giant river in the sky, erupting from the cracks and directly flooding the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of void.
The innate aura was majestic and boundless, drowning the sadistic demonic aura.
Under the wash of the innate aura, the demonic aura seemed to be soothed and became quiet.
After the innate aura completely enveloped the shattered little world of the Thirteenth Elder. , all of a sudden, like the glutton in ancient mythology, he opened his big mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
"No" "Your destiny is to be swallowed by my little world and turn into a demon star world."
In an instant, the mist rolled into the long river of fate that had not yet been annihilated in the void.
One of the illusory lines extending from the head of the thirteen elders slowly spread out a picture in the long river of fate.
It was the destiny of the thirteen elders to turn into a magic star floating in the innate essence of the sky.
Then this long river of destiny seemed to drain away all the water, became dry, exposed the cracked river bed, and then completely collapsed, this long branch river completely disappeared into the river.
The breath of destruction came, Qingyang Huan gathered everything, the purple and silver light flashed in the small world, the small world of light returned, and there was a violent collision with the demonic energy.
The suspended black and yellow world shook violently for nearly thirty breaths before returning to calm.
Qingyang Huan, who had refined the thirteen elders of the human and demon clan, looked into the void in the distance.
With the help of Feng Zhi and Ao Xuan, the king of the human and demon clan could hardly move forward in the void.
Rumble Thousands of miles of void, purple lightning and silver light, like a big purple thunder, rushing thousands of miles away in the breath, a purple sky sword across the sky in the purple lightning silver light, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the energy is rushing towards the bullfighting, and it is constantly slashing down.
Clang The opponent of the Holy Face Goddess is the magic ship.
The five-hundred-foot-long magic ship, which is as big as a mountain, is flowing with magic light and is constantly rampaging.
At the bow of the ship, there is a dark shadow as black as ink, which is the weapon soul of the magic ship.
It is the soldier soul who is driving the magic ship to fight.
This magic ship obviously does not belong to the Thirteenth Elder.
As a king-level magic ship, the soldier soul has already been derived and has independent consciousness.
It can control the magic ship to fight, and it is not weaker than A true king.
The purple sky sword controlled the sky thunder and struck across the sky.
Most of the pavilions and pavilions on the magic ship had collapsed.
Thick sword marks penetrated the entire body of the magic ship, and a tragic aura flowed.
"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder" For a moment, a sweet shout resounded through the void, and the delicate body of the holy goddess on the Heavenly Sword flashed away.
The top of the void was torn apart, and thousands of stars twinkled.
From among the thousands of stars, chaos descended, and a streak of chaos emerged from the chaos.
The purple heavenly dragon opened its teeth and claws, and was attracted by the heavenly sword, slashing down horizontally.
Clang With this sword, Wanli Guixu was cut into two halves.
It fell from the bow of the magic ship.
The soul of the soldier on the bow of the magic ship trembled slightly, and then a fine crack opened in the whole body, like a spider web that filled the whole body.
The purple light flourished, the purple flame lingered, and was burned into a wisp of blue smoke.
The fallen heavenly sword flashed purple light, and thousands of thunders flowed under the sword.
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With a flash of purple light, the heavenly sword disappeared.
The holy goddess tapped her jade feet and stood on the purple sea of thunder.
In front of her was a broken magic ship.
Suspended in the void, there is no trace of agility.
In the other direction, there were less than 500 human-demon wolf cavalry members, while there were still 70 human-demon iron cavalry members left.
As for the missing ones, they did not really die, but were sent off the battlefield by Feng Zhi and Ao Xuan.
Ninety-six versus four thousand, fighting for thousands of miles, with cavalry racing wildly Each of these people is a treasure to Qingyang Huan and cannot be broken easily.
As for the corpses of the fallen human demon wolf cavalry, they cannot be seen.
Every time one of them falls, their blood and bones will be devoured by the human demon cavalry.
This is also the reason why the human-demon cavalry become more and more courageous as they fight.
Their real strength lies in fighting to support fighting.
Every time they kill a life, it will become a part of their body.
The result was no surprise.
The blood and bones of the five hundred human demon wolf cavalry once again became part of the human demon cavalry.
The roaring void world finally calmed down.
As for the king who controlled the demon wolf cavalry, he was directly killed by the huge human demon cavalry god.
The spear was pierced through the chest, and the king's blood and bones were drained cleanly by Tu Sanchuan, Yuotie and the others.
Now five figures are sitting cross-legged in the void, their bodies are constantly flashing with a violent aura, and they seem to be undergoing transformation.
At this moment, the human-demon warriors led by the thirteen elders of the human-demon clan were completely wiped out.
The only thing to blame is their bad luck.
After the battle, whether it was Qingyang Huan, Sheng Yan, Qing Yang Jiong, or Feng Zhi Ao Xuan, they all began to lie down in the void, all adjusting their breaths.
"Ah Huan, there is a good treasure in this boat."
The Turtle Immortal thief poked his head out of the dilapidated magic ship.
After a few breaths passed, Qingyang Huan opened his eyes.
He was trying his best to suppress the small world and refine the thirteen elders, becoming the second small world in his small world. s There are only two updates today.
The missing ones will be made up tomorrow.
Sorry for today.
The author’s uncle in Yantai is back today.
I haven’t seen him for many years.
We had a meal with him and I sent him to the next area to ride on the volcano. ,sweat.
I’ll make up for the shortcomings tomorrow: