"What are you waiting for? It's our turn to appear!" The Vajra Throne was very excited to see Feixian being led away.

The Golden Snake and Shiva then came out of the door and looked at the Cape of Hei.

Hei Shijiao was very happy and said: "Feixian is dead, don't worry, we can take it slowly. We will definitely win this battle, but don't ruin your position because of being irritable."

The Golden Snake Throne said "hissing": "How does the king know that the fate of Feixian has been determined?"

"The Lord had expected this day long ago," Hei Shijiao sneered, "Do you think Chunyang in Dongdu fell in vain? Killing Chunyang with the body of a sword spirit will definitely be backfired. This time Mo Wen can't save him even if he comes."

He seemed unwilling to say more, pointed at Dongdu and others and ordered: "You guys go to deal with the people from Taiyi Holy Land."

Ye Qixin frowned. In terms of strength, the other party was not much stronger than himself. In terms of identity, he was the head of Dongdu. If a mere demon general dared to point fingers at him, it would be too serious to take himself seriously.

"The ancestor has no orders, which means let us act freely." He said lightly, "When will you give orders on behalf of the ancestor?"

"Just this!" Hei clan keel raised his hand, and countless demons surrounded them, countless wonders of the wonderful phase, and several generals from the outside world were staring at them.

"You caused civil strife at this time. When the ancestor knew about it, your identity is worth discussing." Ye Qixin was unmoved and his expression was dull. "Even if your identity is fine, you will bully the descendants of the ancestor's Taoist dynasty with the rights given to you by the ancestor. Do you think such a move will be forgiven?"

Hei's horn narrowed his eyes slightly. He has been in the foreign domain for so many years and believes in the respect of strength. No matter what kind of Taoism or not, he is not Taoism or Taoism.

"Go, or die." He did not give a third way.

"Okay!" Ye Qixin's eyes flashed with cold light, and she turned around and left.

Even he was unwilling to taste the taste of being besieged by the demon of robbery.

As soon as the five people left, the Shiva throne said with a smile: "The king's move is intriguing. Is it the order of the emperor?"

"You are smart." The corner of Hei's mouth raised slightly, "If not, what's the benefit of me offending them."

"Your Majesty is going to give up on them?" The Golden Snake Throne seemed very surprised.

Hei Shijiao said coldly: "In the future, only one Taoist tradition and faith will be enough."

He waved his hand: "Don't ask so much, go and help."

...

The betrayer was most hated. When the five people here moved, Fan Wusheng immediately discovered that all the anger that had been in his heart for several years had been transferred to Dongdu.

At this time, Xie Zun and Leng Ye suddenly fell behind a little, and each sneered, then disappeared.

Ye Qixin and Mo Yuguan naturally noticed it, looked at each other, and frowned without saying a word.

"I've known that he has no other intentions," Ye Qixin's face looked ugly. "The ancestor is right. He is just an ungrateful wolf."

Mo Yuguan looked around and saw that except for the three of them, there was only the Tribulation Demon left. It was already the limit to suppressing the Tribulation Demon, let alone getting close to them. At this time, he suddenly felt like he was abandoned by both sides.

Thousands of disciples and disciples from Lianyou Mountain were gone overnight. They originally thought they were just going through a formality, but until now, they still don’t know their whereabouts.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt lonely and lonely in this busy battlefield.

"Whether we do this is right or wrong." He suddenly blurted out.

Ye Qixin looked at him and smiled inexplicably: "If even the ancestor abandoned Dongdu, it would be better to give the last little value. Even if it was infamous, our name would be mentioned thousands of years later, wouldn't it be enough?"

"That's right." Mo Yuguan gradually returned to his true nature and smiled grimly, "Let us give them a deep and unforgettable memory!"

After speaking, he swept down. On the way, he saw layers of black prisons all over the place, and the demons encircled into it turned into ashes.

...

In this disaster, Zhao Yun's tenacity was affirmed. Among the demon races that suffered, there were at least twenty demon races, and their strength was not far from that of him. But only he persisted, which made people look at him with admiration.

Among the five surviving people in Juzhou, four of them were the ultimate demon coach, and of course he was very conspicuous among them.

For some reason, Xiao Wenhan paid special attention to him among them.

Zhao Yun didn't know that Xiao Wenhan was observing him, and he was immersed in an inexplicable inspiration given to him by a sword formation. In his practice system, "Ghost Emperor" was his enlightenment teacher, but what really came true was the inspiration given to him by the void in his heart and the soul refining banner.

He knew that Su Fu had come to this point and encountered this kind of inspiration many times.

When the sword light emitted from the sword formation merged into his body, he noticed something that was difficult to detect normally, that was the wonder of the earth immortal body.

What is the wonder of the earthly immortal body?

Between the real and the real, you will be injured, but as long as you do not hurt the origin, you will recover soon. If this is the case, of course it is not amazing.

The opportunity Zhao Yun noticed was about the origin imprint. He found that his origin imprint was not in the body of the earthly immortal, but in the underworld he founded. In other words, the entire underworld is his origin imprint.

The existence of the underworld cannot even sense Su Fu. It can be said that it is the safest place in the world.

And the entire underworld is him, so the underworld guards in the underworld are actually him.

After understanding this truth, he immediately realized the narrow vision of his past experience and vision - the opportunity was always by his side, but he never discovered it. It was a pity.

Fortunately, it's not too late now. He became a little excited and looked up and tried to find the target of the experiment.

Coincidentally, a small wave of tribulation demons broke through the Yuqing Sect’s blockade circle and came to the sky above my head.

Zhao Yun's thoughts moved and immediately activated the sword formation. This time he did not let the sword light enter his body. He silently summoned his heart and chose a dark guard from the underworld who was good at using swords and attached it to the body of the earth immortal.

The endless sound of swords was immediately heard in his ears, all of which were emitted by the sword light. He was not very familiar with the sword way before and could not hear the sound of the sword light. However, with the possession of the Mingwei, the sound of the sword light became so clear.

He deeply felt the realm of "sword light differentiation" that Su Fu mentioned. Of course, it was not that he had also reached this realm, but that he used the sword understanding of the Mingwei and the bonus of the sword formation to temporarily obtain this strange ability.

"Come on the sword!" He imitated Xiao Nanli and poked his hand out. The sword light rushed to the palm of his hand, forming a sword-shaped light.

Holding the sword, Zhao Yun suddenly jumped up, almost crossing the scope of the sword domain, as if he was blessed to his heart. His understanding of the sword path was easier to stimulate the sword light, and from what angle the sword light would make it easier to hit the enemy's vital points... He had no experience of these at all, but at this moment they all came to his mind.

He swung several swords like lightning, and several sword lights crisscrossed. In the "swish swish" sound, the small wave of tribulation demons became energetic.

At this time, he used up his old power and fell back to the sword formation and couldn't help but smile. This feeling was so wonderful.

"Junior, is your grandfather's demon-subduing pestle useful?"

At this moment, the Vajra Throne took advantage of the gap and rushed over Zhao Yun and grinned at him.

"Just!" Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, "I have a move, and you will return it to you next."

The Vajra Throne laughed wildly: "Little baby, who do you think you are talking to! Don't say a move, it's ten or a hundred moves. As long as you have the strength, even if you call me, I will lose if I move; but if you have to think clearly, it will not be so easy to end when it falls into your grandfather's hands!"

He had already thought of hundreds of ways to torture Zhao Yun.

However, Zhao Yun had already taken out the black gun. Behind him, the gate of the underworld was wide open, and the black array of guards behind him was in all shapes. Of course, the most numerous were the demon clan.

The Vajra Throne held his arms and sneered at his movements.

"Zhao Tiandao!" Zhao Yun shouted coldly, and the huge number of dark guards suddenly turned into smoke, rolled into a vortex in the void, and slowly fell down from the vortex.

The man held a sheathed sword in his hand. When he first came out, his eyes were a little confused. After glanced at him, he stopped on Zhao Yun's back: "You saved me?"

"Come on!" Zhao Yun only said two words.

The man stopped asking, walked over and merged into Zhao Yun's body.

What's amazing is that the black gun in Zhao Yun's hand suddenly changed shape and turned into a long sword exactly the same as the man's hand.

Zhao Yun took a step forward with his right foot, and the sword formation trembled in a "buzzing" manner, and a slight sword light seeped out from the ground and gathered onto the long sword.

He held the hilt of the knife, leaned slightly up, looked at the Vajra Throne: "Last Word."

"I decided to trample you to death immediately!" said the Vajra Throne gloomy.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhao Yun bent his knees and kicked it, and the long sword was unsheathed. The human sword almost merged into one, passing through the sword formation and the body of the Vajra Throne.

Those who were lucky enough to meet only felt that their eyes were occupied by a dazzling black light, extending to the sky, and they could no longer tell whether it was a human or a knife.

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The hill-like body of the Vajra Throne suddenly became two pieces, and the gradually dissipated eyes were still full of doubt. It was obvious that until he died, he didn't understand what was going on.

The black light dissipated, Zhao Yun fell down, and the sword light flashed and turned back to the Eleventh Emperor of the Night.

Zhao Yun took a few breaths of heavy breaths. This attack was his full strength. He was very happy and broke through the boundary of ghost immortals that were not immortal.

Someone came from behind him, and he subconsciously turned around and saw that it was Xiao Wenhan.

The two had never had any interaction before. Zhao Yun didn't know what he was going to come and was about to speak, but the other party handed over a bamboo admonition.

"Disassembly Sword Technique," he said.

Zhao Yun took it, and before he could speak, Xiao Wenhan had already turned around and left.

Zhao Yun felt the heaviness of Zhu Zhen. The desire from the bottom of his heart made him understand that Zhao Tiandao needed it very much.

"Thank you," he said.

PS: When writing about Mo Yuguan's mental activities, he suddenly felt a lot of emotion. He and Ye Qixin appeared almost from beginning to end. As supporting roles in the villain, no matter whether they meet or not, it is a character. If you don't have a deep impression, it is a matter of my writing skills. In fact, the mission I gave them is to go against the protagonists and the others and then be stepped on... To be honest, it is very ugly. Because the plot requires, the various actions they do are actually not logical in many places, but you are watching the protagonist, and you can't tell whether the supporting roles are reasonable or whether the villain's supporting role is reasonable, as long as it is not brainless and first-class... Overall, I

I didn't like their ending, so I finally tried to figure out their hearts. What kind of mood would it be if they realized from the behavior of Heike's behavior? So I distinguished the Evil Zun from them. Ye Qixin's speech was not angry, but jealousy. He was jealous of the Evil Zun having a clear goal, unlike them who were just a puppet, and it was only in the end that they suddenly realized... However, the temporary idea was not paved and there was no convincing power. It was not impossible for everyone to see it like this. Human nature is inherently complex, and it is not easy to portray logical and impressive characters.
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