Because the phoenix is ​​about to be born, many Qi Refiners and demons have gathered thousands of miles around Fengxi Mountain. At this moment, these people sensed the breath of Wusheng and Prince Xuantong.

The terrifying feeling that was born from the heart made their scalp numb.

A group of Qi Refiners with high cultivation are gathering to discuss.

"Someone is engaged in a stunning war in the wasteland."

"One of them is Prince Xuantong, and the other one is who is so powerful murderous intent. Could it be Yayoi Daozhai?"

"It's not Yasuo Daozhai, Yasuo Daozhai's murderous intent is like the blue sky and white clouds, flawless and impure. This murderous intent is simply to destroy the world, which is really terrifying." A master-level figure among Qi Refining Master sighed.

These Qi Refiners all have joy and sorrow in their hearts. What is happy is that the two top strong men will fight each other, which will most likely be hurt, which will benefit them in their fight for the phoenix. What is worried about is whether the phoenix will attract more strong people.

There are more demons but they are very excited. After so many years, another supreme overlord has finally emerged from the demon clan.

Wusheng didn't care how terrible Xuantong was. He never cared about how terrible his opponent was. He either won or lost, that's it.

The extremely amazing blood-colored sword light, with the momentum that ran across the Cangyu, attacked Prince Xuantong.

The genius in the demon clan was gushing out of black energy at this moment, and the figure of the demon god behind him completely merged with his body, as if the heavenly demon had descended to the world to eliminate all enemies that were hindering him.

Facing the sword energy that was about to kill him, Prince Xuantong suddenly punched him.

It’s still the Heavenly Demon World-Destroying Fist!

But the power has increased several times more than before. The force of the strong and powerful force is simply to turn the space into mud.

Sizzle!

A violent electric light flashed in the void, which was the result of the collision of sword light and fist force.

A trace of electric flowers spread to Ji Liao's body and melted intovisible.

He didn't care about these things at all, but focused on the duel between Wusheng and Prince Xuantong.

Wusheng's sword light rejected all external objects and truly achieved nothing except swords. It was such an extreme and decisive sword intent that made Wusheng ignore the gap between magic power and realm and fight desperately with Prince Xuantong.

This also made it difficult for Ji Liao to intervene.

He pressed his worries about Wusheng and knew that he was enjoying all this. Only this level of battle can he stimulate Wusheng's inner potential more.

This is the desire for lifelessness.

Just as Yayoi Daozhai lives in battle, Wusheng is the same.

For people like them, duel means they are truly alive.

They are not practitioners, but practitioners.

Practice your own way and have no regrets even if you die.

Ji Liao couldn't do this, but he admired, envied, and even moved.

Because this means that Wusheng has grasped the true meaning of his life and does not ask about the rest.

collapse!

Prince Xuantong's divine fist touched Wusheng's simple sword body.

Destroying mountains and breaking mountains is no longer enough to describe their strength when they fight.

Ji Liao Taixu Tianyan looked over, and the space where Prince Xuantong and Wusheng were in showed signs of collapse, and the extremely terrifying energy was annihilated when they fought.

No matter can exist around them except themselves.

Swords and fists are composing the most amazing battle song of the world.

Rumble!

An invisible field appeared, covering a space of hundreds of miles out of thin air.

Ji Liao picked up his head, and he felt the arrival of the original will of the world.

He suddenly realized that this world sensed that Wusheng and Prince Xuantong would cause some kind of damage to the world, so he took action to isolate the area from the outside world to avoid greater damage.

It turns out that the world is like the human body. If it is injured, there will be a protective mechanism to prevent greater damage from happening.

His thoughts flashed and his attention was still focused on the fight between Wusheng and Prince Xuantong.

Due to his own cultivation, Qinghuo and Izumo have been falling further away by Yu***, who fought against them.

However, the black jade gourd can still remain on Ji Liao without being affected.

You should know that Ji Liaoke did not provide any protection measures for the gourd.

But Ji Liao didn't care about these things at this time.

Wusheng's sword is like a chain of swords, stepping forward step by step.

Every time he takes a step forward, his sword will be stronger.

At the same time, Prince Xuantong also took a step back.

Wusheng's seven steps in a row, the sword's momentum was indescribable.

Prince Xuantong also retreated.

But Ji Liao was not happy for Wusheng, but his eyes were filled with sadness.

Wusheng's sword was extremely powerful, and even Ji Liao was not sure that he could take his sword.

But Prince Xuantong's retreat was not a sign of weakness, but was like drawing a bow. Every step back was to accumulate strength.

Ji Liao could feel the breathing of Prince Xuantong, like a muffled thunder, which was his energy that was devouring the energy of the outer world.

Wusheng's sword force was condensed at the point of the sword, pointing to Prince Xuantong, like the Big Dipper pointing to the North Star.

Prince Xuantong's purple pupil showed a dazzling murderous intent, and his chest was undulating, and even made a tide sound.

That is the breathing method of the heavenly demon, the method of reaching the realm of the supreme demon ancestor. The space seems to be driven by his breathing, rising and falling like water waves.

Facing the sword light that killed everything, Prince Xuantong finally began to fight back.

The light of the two fighting was very dazzling and illuminated everything in this underground space.

But at this time, dark tides surged out of Prince Xuantong's body.

Ji Liao was thrilling when he saw it. The dark tide was like a living monster, constantly devouring everything in the void.

It's impossible to imagine what terrible things are hidden in the darkness.

The ultimate sword light of the Beidou Seven Killings explored into the dark tides that Prince Xuantong had struck.

It's like a meteor being swallowed by a black hole.

The dark tide continued to swallow without hesitation.

But the speed is getting slower and slower.

Prince Xuantong Zi Tong's murderous intent was even more intense, and he was even a little excited. It had been a long time since he encountered such a powerful opponent, and he couldn't wait to completely destroy Wusheng.

This battle was a perfect appetizer before his final battle with Yagyu Daozhai.

Accompanied by Prince Xuantong's clear roar, the dark tide accelerated forward again, as if it was about to swallow everything, swallowing Wusheng not far away.

Wusheng looked at the arrival of the dark tide with calm eyes, and his Beidou Qishou could not do anything to this guy.

He is not strong enough.

Prince Xuantong's huge aura locked Wusheng, making it difficult for him to move.

Wusheng thought he had reached a desperate situation, but he was not afraid, but he was inevitably a little regretful. He had not become a stronger swordsman.

A month-old white figure fell in front of Wusheng, and was extremely conspicuous under the contrast of the dark tides.

It was Ji Liao.

He suddenly appeared when Wusheng was about to be swallowed by the dark tide.

I saw Ji Liao with lotus seals in his hand and spit out ancient and mysterious syllables from his mouth:
Chapter completed!