Ying Ruhui, who was in a strange and joyful face, rushed over on the sword river. His pale cheeks seemed happy, but in fact he was full of silence and gloomy bones. Ying Ruhui's clothes were broken behind his back, and four dark arms suddenly appeared behind his shoulder blades, which were strange and terrifying.

Chang Xi, who was on the road of swordsmanship, had to drive the Dragon Emperor's body three or four points, and the remaining six or seven points were still introverted and hidden. Chang Xi knew that it was not that he deliberately entrusted himself, but that once he had all his strength to activate the Dragon Emperor's body and the supreme origin, his identity was fully exposed. The second prince Ying Ruhui was bound to kill, and it didn't matter if a dying person knew his identity, but now there were two powerful divine thoughts of the Shenyou Realm above the Wei River. One of them should be the Demon Emperor Ying Zheng. Once this person saw the problem, he might face the anger of a powerful Shenyou Realm in the next moment.

When the Demon of Joy and Joy appeared, the sky turned dark and clouds covered with dark thunder. A dark thunder struck down, Ying Ruhui's palms were unharmed. Ying Ruhui's originally plump and jade-like palms wandered around, and instantly turned into a dead tree that was struck by lightning in the wilderness. As the gloomy light sucked at Chang Xi's head, it was the famous soul-destroying palm of the Ying royal family!

The power of the Ying royal family, such as the Soul-Destroying Palm, is only higher than the secret sword style in Qingyun Mountain. Back then, the fifth prince Ying Mosheng fought against Jun Mo, the chief of the Great Wilderness Hall with the Soul-Destroying Palm, in the battle of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons, and ended up almost sending Jun Mo to the Yellow Spring Road with just one palm. This shows the horror of this magical power. At this moment, it is then displayed by the second prince, and its power is completely incomparable.

If you don’t take action, you will be surging. Once you take action, you will be surging!

Chang Xi's retreating figure stabilized, and his majestic aura climbed the tower again. The long river of sword energy that was broken by Ying Ruhui was not destroyed. He held his hands to perform a swaying style. The sword energy in the long river was pulled up like a green dragon soaring into the sky, and bravely met Ying Ruhui's palm!

The two masters who come from each other on this world, whose beliefs and ideas are completely different for the first time have become a news that is difficult to distinguish between good and bad.

The good thing is that Ying Ruhui is eager to achieve success. He wants to use his cultivation level to fully stimulate the two demons who are comparable to the Shenyou Realm, but now he may end up stealing chickens but losing rice.

The bad news is that if the two demons of Huanxiong and Compassion really succeed in taking Ying Ruhui's body, then these two demons will be equivalent to having their own body, and it is very likely that they can exert their true strength in the Divine Travel Realm!

However, the two demons in the half-step Shenyou Realm can join forces to force Chang Xi into danger. He dared not think about the consequences of directly facing Shenyou Realm.

Chang Xi must not let Ying Ruhui or any of the two devils succeed, but if he wants to take a risk, he needs to take considerable risks.

He is very likely to let himself meet with the Demon Emperor Ying Zheng in advance.

In just a moment, Chang Xi had already made a decision in his heart.

If you are defeated by the devil here, you don’t need to mention the matter of fulfilling Ying Zhiyu’s last wish, nor do you need to talk about avenging Uncle Ran.

If you can't even grasp the present, why are you talking about the future?

Chang Xi closed his eyes and sang quietly in his heart, "Open."

The breath of the Huangquan Ascension Jue has completely dissipated and all restrictions have been lifted.

The Dragon Emperor's body was activated for ten years, and the supreme origin in the body began to bloom.

In the depths of the Demon Realm of the Demonic Aura, there is a completely different spiritual energy of Jiuzhou.

The two men fighting swords on the other side of the twelve Zhoutian Star Formation almost stopped attacking. The second senior brother, who was trapped in a hard battle, suddenly turned around and stared at the sword-holding figure in the distant sky, which was as dazzling as the rising sun.

The third prince Ying Wei widened his eyes in disbelief, "Jiuzhou Sword Cultivator?!"

The red fish in the deep formation covered his white red lips with both hands. Is he from Jiuzhou?

On the top of the mountain that is a hundred miles outside the Wei River, the powerful and powerful people in the Demon Realm have long collapsed.

The lip of the official who was ranked second in the second grade shivered, "It's going to change!"

Deep in the Demon Realm Palace, Ying Zheng's figure on the dragon throne had long disappeared.

Ying Ruhui, who was happy and compassionate, was shaking wildly on his face. His voice was hoarse and revealed madness, "It's true that you are from Jiuzhou!"

Ying Ruhui, who was plagued by evil ghosts, was laughing wildly at the sky: "My current cultivation level is stronger than the half-step Shenyou realm. How can you, a small sword cultivator in the Void Refining Realm kill me!"

Chang Xi did not talk nonsense with Ying Ruhui. His body gradually rose in the sky full of gravel and long rivers. His cheeks were fine and the evil patterns on his eyebrows began to entrench one after another. His hand holding the sword turned into sharp dragon claws. A piece of golden dragon tail with a spine grew behind him. The wings condensed with substantial evil spirits behind him were full of dreamy colors.

Ying Ruhui felt the completely different aura on Chang Xi's body from before, and the two sides of joy and compassion were switched faster than flipping the book, and chased towards the sky.

The purple and black divine thunder fell on Chang Xi's body and couldn't make any waves. He broke through the black sea of ​​clouds and finally saw the rising sun above the sea of ​​clouds again. He clasped his palms and separated again. The surging black sea of ​​clouds seemed to be pushed away from the middle to both sides by an invisible hand, and beams of sunlight shone again on the Wei River, like a miracle.

A man who was as dazed as a real dragon or as a sword immortal in the heavenly court closed his eyes gently, raised his hand, and a long rainbow of sword energy pulled out from the ground into the sky, and the sword energy was like a dragon soaring into the clouds and fog.

What a magnificent wave of soaring into the blue sky.

Chang Xi was above thousands of sword auras, and the purple-gold evil lines on his face gradually became deeper and red, and extremely fierce auras were beating in his chest.

At the same time, it seemed that there was a connection between the brothers. The second brother Yun Mo suddenly retreated a thousand feet away, closed his eyes and held the sword horizontally in his chest. There were countless demon-drinking sword energy surrounding Yun Mo, creating countless towering sword energy monuments.

Whether it is movement or momentum, both the brothers and brothers are exactly the same.

The two demons of joy and compassion realized the indescribable crisis of life and death, and like crazy, they pulled up the demonic energy and rushed towards Chang Xi in the sky; the third prince beat Wei, and he was so cold that he didn't know that the battle for the throne had reached the last moment, and it was the time for both sides to make a final decision!

Ying Zhaojun in the twelve Zhoutian Star Formation sucked in a breath of air.

The red fish knelt down piously, with its forehead close to the earth, begging God to appear.

The two brothers opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes were exactly the same scarlet vertical pupils, just like the head coach Qinglan never retreated in the face of a powerful enemy.

The two brothers and brothers spoke in unison, "The Forbidden Sword Art Killing Three Thousand Sacrifices!"

This is the second of the only three remaining sword-forbidden technique in Qingyun Mountain.

Back then, Qinglan used this sword-forbidden sword technique to fight against Yi Juezi and defeated the powerful enemy.

In Ying Ruhui's eyes, the majestic golden sword energy was filled with blood in the sky, and it was vaguely condensed into an immortal appearance, and a sword covering the sky and the sun fell.

This sword is only descending to kill everything, demonstrating the ruthlessness of heaven!

In Ying Wei's eyes, the sword energy monument standing on the earth gathered into a mountain that made him look at his back. On the top of the mountain, an immortal also descended with a sword to destroy sentient beings.

The last prince of the two royal family members who had been intriguing for the throne and had been intriguing for the throne and saw that before their death was bright red that was even more dazzling than the sun.
Chapter completed!