The strong energy of the bloody evil rises into the sky!

In the same place, Liu Yuanzheng did not pay attention to the figures of the demon cultivators who had fallen into the Thunder Dao formation. The young man looked at the direction of Taocang Mountain with a hawk-like gaze.

Almost at the same time, the surrounding demon cultivators had scarlet eyes, roared, and actually took the initiative to rush into the thunder sea!

My fellow disciples are enough to cope with these.

Thoughts whirling around, Liu Yuanzheng and Taoist Zong'an looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and then above the thunder sea, the two of them waved flags and jumped high!

Instigated by majestic and powerful mana, the two people's energy was connected with the vast sea of ​​thunder, bursting out with unprecedented murderous intent!

Lei Xia points the sword with splitting light!

Tian Xin Xuan Ming Curse!

Use the flow of yin and yang to sweep away the boundless sword intent!

Use the Five Elements Heavenly Heart to open up the Xuanming Thunder Prison!

The thunderous sound of the great avenue seemed to reach directly to the sky!

The two of them took action together and used the most powerful killing move in their lives. The colorful thunder clouds bloomed in the thick black smoke that covered the mountain! They hit the bright moonlight that originally enveloped the entire Tancang Mountain.

The next moment, brilliant light burst out, almost blinding Liu Yuanzheng's eyes.

The young man turned his head away in discomfort, no longer looking directly at the glorious light. Their attack seemed to have achieved unexpected results!

The entire Taocang Mountain was trembling violently, as if a landslide was imminent!

In the flash of lightning, Liu Yuanzheng and Taoist Zong An looked at each other solemnly and nodded at the same time.

They are all the most knowledgeable people in the world, and they are not newbies who have just arrived at the Two Realms Mountain and don’t know how to kill.

This is not the power that the spells they cast can possess!

Even Liu Yuanzheng can understand better than Taoist Zong'an what kind of mysterious power the demonic writings contain!

If the power of the demon god's legacy can be easily shaken by Yijie Dan and Yihua Shinto Lord monks, then what kind of weak demon god will he be?

But everything happened so naturally!

As if thunder from the sky stirred up the earth's fire, their killing moves directly triggered a riot in the moonlight that filled the mountain!

It wasn't the two men's thunder that destroyed Taocang Mountain, but the power of the demon god's words that destroyed Taocang Mountain.

At this moment, no matter how slow Liu Yuanzheng and Taoist Zong An were, they still noticed the strangeness in it. Their intuition after experiencing many calamities told Liu Yuanzheng that this was more like a game.

At this thought, Liu Yuanzheng suddenly turned around and raised his hand to grab into the sea of ​​thunder.

A demon cultivator in the realm of pill formation was directly photographed by Liu Yuanzheng in front of him.

"Tell me! What are they planning in Tancang Mountain?"

The young man's tongue exploded with spring thunder, and the thunder of the avenue reached straight into the demon cultivator's soul, but his eyes were still scarlet, as if they only knew how to kill and never had the slightest clarity.

Immediately, Liu Yuanzheng struck the demon cultivator between the eyebrows with a magic seal, and only then did he see the scarlet color in his eyes fade slightly.

Liu Yuanzheng's cold and gloomy face was reflected in the demon's eyes. Between life and death, the demon cultivator seemed to be laughing wildly.

"Death! We have awakened the power of the ancestral gods, you! You! You will all be buried in our clan mountain!"

Listening to the ferocious words of the demon cultivator, Liu Yuanzheng's mind sank little by little.

No longer listening to the barking of the beast, Liu Yuanzheng's palm flashed with lightning, killing him with one palm.

At the same time, in Tancang Mountain, the smell of blood that was so rich that it almost gave off a foul stench hit our faces.

Taoist Zong'an also remained silent, without saying a word. He just raised his broad sleeves and swept away the turbid air.

Finally, the black smoke that shrouded Tancang Mountain slowly dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the mountain.

What you see is blood and bones all over the mountains and plains.

The mountains and streams were stained with the color of blood, and even became as sticky as blood.

Behind the two of them, the sea of ​​thunder slowly closed in.

Just between breaths, due to the demon cultivators rushing into the formation almost risking their lives, no demon could stand in the air at this moment.

In the great formation, the figures of Lei Sect cultivators appeared, looking at the situation in Tancang Mountain with the same horror.

The majestic momentum was like an evil piece of music that suddenly stopped at the moment when it was about to reach its peak, and was strangely carved with a pause.

Taoist Zong'an turned his head and looked at Liu Yuanzheng, signaling him to give the order, and the cultivators also looked at him.

The young man's throat squirmed, and after a few breaths of silence, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Enter the mountain! Just clean the top of the mountain, and all cultivators will form formations. Don't slack off. Listen carefully to my orders."

When the words fell, Liu Yuanzheng and Taoist Zong'an took the lead, walking in the air and walking towards the top of the mountain.

That was the place where the moonlight erupted before, and it was also the place most likely to contain the demon god's treasure. The ferocious words of the demon cultivator left a lingering haze in the young man's heart, and made Liu Yuanzheng feel unprecedented.

alert.

In the blink of an eye, the cultivators landed on the top of the mountain.

The crowd then slowly dispersed, and following what Liu Yuanzheng had just said, they formed an formation and swept the top of the mountain.

In the place, only Liu Yuanzheng and Taoist Zong'an stopped in place, staring at the depression dug in front of them at the top of the mountain. The stone chamber hidden in the mountain in the past became a large open pit.

On the vaguely visible square stone wall, there are seal carvings similar to the mottled carvings in the Yuelang Mountain stone chamber.

When I looked at it at Yuelang Mountain in the past, in the young man's eyes, those carvings were still gorgeous and wild interlocking seal lines. But now that I have been reborn, and when I look at them again, those marks are becoming more and more natural.

They no longer have traces of artificial carvings, as if they were cracks naturally washed away by the beating of eternal wind and frost.

But the young man could still feel the vast Taoist charm on it.

This is the text of the demon god!

But in the middle of the large open-air pit, the treasure of the demon god that was supposed to be kept was missing at this moment.

Liu Yuanzheng stared at this situation, pursed his lips and did not say a word.

Instead, Taoist Zong'an carefully sensed the world in all directions, and then spoke.

"From the time we arrived in front of Tancang Mountain, as of this moment, there has not been the slightest wave of aura escaping or tearing apart the void in the four directions of heaven and earth."

The implication is that if someone escaped with the Demon God's relic, it would probably have been earlier.

Liu Yuanzheng's gaze no longer focused on the large pit on the top of the mountain, but instead fell on the blood and bones covering the mountain.

"The nearly rich power of the moonlight was turbulent, and the demon cultivators who died in the mountain were all adult demons. There were no bones of young horses."

Tancang Mountain is the clan territory of the Baima clan. It is the most unusual thing for a clan to have no cubs.

What kind of plan is worth sacrificing the lives of 80% to 90% of the clan members and leaving behind such a tragic mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!

With the demon cultivator's words in mind, Liu Yuanzheng and Taoist Zong'an seemed to have figured out some of the secrets behind this.

Especially Liu Yuanzheng, he has already noticed some familiar feelings.

Pay careful attention to the blood-evil energy that spreads between heaven and earth.

As expected, these blood evil energy disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Opening his mouth, the young man was about to express his guess when suddenly, in the distance, the sea of ​​clouds boiled.

The cultivators looked around.

In the boiling sea of ​​clouds, the figure of Ancient Immortal Chenyang appeared, holding the corpse of a great demon in his hand.
Chapter completed!