Victors: Jian Ming, killing the sky, thunder shaking the world, Xu Fan, Zeng Qiying, Tian Gongzi, Yue Qingque, Mi Xue, Red Eyes, Sword Demon, Zhou Liang!

The other nine people gave up the venue and were also shocked. This son was not only a dual cultivation of Buddha and demons, but also a combination of the Supreme Wuxu Dao and the Black Demon Sect's martial arts!

Although the martial arts of the Black Demon Sect are also circulated in the East China Sea, in the eyes of the Sect Master of the Black Demon Sect, it is indeed extremely authentic, and this son can also have the ban on formations.

Who is he? This question appears on the ancestors. The green bull's face looked melancholy, and a blue light appeared in his eyes. Who is this person? Why do I always feel that this person is very familiar, but I don't know who he is!

Zhou Liang clasped his hands together, smiled continuously, and stepped forward gently, "Please give advice from the red-eyed donor!" The red-eyed scarlet eyes shook twice, "All are magic cultivators, where did the donor come from? It's really hypocritical!" Haha smiled, "Brother is a pleasure!"

The red-eyed body slowly changed. A black armor appeared on his skin, and two white fangs appeared in his mouth! It was three feet long!

Zhou Liang's face remained unchanged, and his tongue slowly stretched out, and it turned out to be scarlet. His two pupils were also strangely blood-red. The infinite demonic aura was suspended under his feet, and a black demonic aura also rose under his red eyes. "If you lose to your own magic, be convinced!"

"It's just that you want to convince me!" Zhou Liang smiled gently, pinched the seal with both hands, his red-eyed expression remained unchanged, and a big banner appeared in his hand, which was the Black Demon Banner!

The top magic weapon of the Xuan level was taken by a rough look and then recognized the level of the black magic banner in Hongyan's hand. It was really not low. He could not even take out his magic weapon of the magic weapon of the magic weapon!

Last time, he killed many demon cultivators in the Buddha Dream Continent. Is there any good magic weapon? Zhou Liang asked the little Confucius. The little Confucius reluctantly took out a short black knife!

"That's it?" Zhou Liang looked at the black short knife in his hand that looked like a dagger and blinked his eyes. The red eyes would not give Zhou Liang time to watch and test it.

The two long white fangs in the red-eyed mouth pierced straight, and Zhou Liang's body was only at the lower level of the Xuan level, so he dared not take it head-on!

The black demon flag spreads, and the boundless demonic energy rolls endlessly, and the demon clouds are like black sand storm sweeping over!

"What a black demon banner!" Zhou Liang sniffed lightly, and all the demonic energy in his body was injected into the black short sword. The short sword immediately absorbed most of the demonic energy and looked at it in surprise. This short sword turned out to be a mysterious intermediate magic weapon, which was really good!

With the fangs coming, Zhou Liang actually recalled the most untold secret of the Tianjian Sect, the mortal sword move that had long been lost when he was learning the sword-controlling technique!

It seems to be back to the era that the ancestor told him, "Boy, I want to learn the art of sword control. I have one here!" I waved the short sword in my hand gently, and each move was like flowing water.

Jian Ming was a little curious, "Master, why did this kid use the mortal sword move?" After waiting for a long time, he didn't see the uncle answering. He turned around and found that the master's face was solemn!

Jian Wuming just looked at the sword move and felt it was ordinary, but when he looked closely, he always felt a little confused and scented. He looked solemn, and said softly, "Senior Brother, why is this sword move a little weird!"

Huangfu Xinjian did not speak. He had never seen these sword moves before. At first, he was like Jian Wuming, thinking that they were just ordinary mortal sword moves, but after looking closely, he found that each move was really natural!

Moving and flowing, without any obstacles, and magical skills. Which mortal master created the sword move?

The white fangs are as sharp as flying swords, intertwined with Zhou Liang's short sword in the air, and the black demon banners surged layer by layer, wrapping Zhou Liang, but the same clan and the same origin were not very effective!

Fortunately, I learned hard and followed step by step, and did not slacken any slack. I used it again today, but the taste was very different!

It seemed that the short knife in his hand was no longer a short knife, but a part of his body, as he wanted. This feeling was only possible for him to understand the laws!

Hongyan was shocked. This small short knife could fight with him until now. My thoughts changed, and the two red eyes flashed slightly!

The black demon banner flew backwards, and above the demon banner, a black demon king's phantom slowly walked out, slowly merged with the red eyes!

"Red Eyes Beautiful!" Two red lights shot out from his eyes, and Zhou Liang's scarlet pupils also shot out two rays of light, colliding in the air!

The head of the Black Demon Sect's face became more and more interested, "This son's Black Demon Sect's magical powers are obviously authentic, and this leader is definitely from his own sect!"

Behind him, there was a supreme demon king of the Black Demon Sect, with red lights flashing with Vivi, "Sect Master, do you want it?"

"The Heavenly Sword Conference is a gathering for a hundred years. It is quite boring every time. Is it a pity to kill such an interesting person?" The leader of the Black Demon Sect glanced at the old man indifferently and remained unmoved!

Four red beams of light intertwined in the air, almost making people dare not look directly at it. The two of them used the magical powers of the Black Demon Sect!

The short sword in Zhou Liang's hand suddenly flew out and collided with the Black Demon Banner. Although the grade was a little lower, it could still resist for a while!

Zhou Liang's bones all over his body burst out with a crackling sound. He opened his mouth and spit out a scroll. He dripped sweat from his face. His red eyes and his pupils were enlarged, and his body trembled slightly. "Black Demon Scroll, Black Demon Scroll!"

The members of the Black Demon Sect suddenly stood up and were about to step forward. The sect leader said incredibly, "Elder Black, is it really a Black Demon Scroll?"

Although the old man's face was hidden in the black cloak, his tone was quite trembling. "It's the Black Demon Scroll, Sect Master, you're right!"

"Is this person really a genius among geniuses? There are almost no ones that can be cultivated by this black demon scroll demon baby cultivator!" The sect leader's eyes shone brightly. Even if this person offended the Wuqing Sect and the Fantasy Demon Dao, the sect leader would take it over!

If he wants to, maybe no matter whether he wants to!

The fangs of the Dark King gently bit the Black Demon scroll. Before the scroll was opened, a sense of pressure spread. Red Eye burst into laughter. "What a powerful little monk, Red Eye has not come in vain this time. It is not in vain to be able to see the supreme art of our sect!"

The demonic energy in the whole body rolled, and the surrounding 50 feet were filled with demonic energy. The demonic tree behind Zhou Liang also swayed slowly, and the rolling demonic energy came across the sky and the earth. The final showdown was at this moment!

The Black Demon Scroll slowly spread out, and suddenly shot out a strange light from it, breaking through the Black Demon Banner, breaking through the rolling demonic energy, and heading straight to the middle of the red-eyed eyebrows!

What does this feel like? Red-eyed looked at all this in shock, and he got the strange light so close to him. He had no doubt that this strange light would kill him! The old man hidden under the cloak suddenly became a big man, "Surrender quickly!"

"I surrender!" As soon as Hongyan heard it, she quickly shouted, "It's completely different from Ling Wantian and Zhang Xiaofeng. The demon cultivator is casual. In their eyes, these hypocritical faces are unnecessary!

Zhou Liang struggled to retract the red light and sat on the ground. He also saw the black magic scroll on the last page of the martial arts. He just tried his best to use it, thanks to his willingness to help, otherwise he would still be in a stalemate!

But what kind of magical power is this Black Demon Scroll? Although the strange light just now was extremely light, it also made me feel scared!

The major sects were really unfathomable. They shook their heads, wiped the sweat from their faces, and stood up gently!

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