"Damn it! The Holy Lord of the holy land of the human and demon tribes has arrived." The Demon Meteor Sword said angrily.

He wanted to kill Lin Chen and the two of them, but the magic of Heavenly Demon collapsed and the black magic knife was slapped back, forcing him to give up, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

The other four demons also had gloomy expressions, and soon they saw the three masters of Yanxia Cave, Yuxu Cave Master, and Zen Master Qingyun, followed by three human saints, all of whom were the ancestors of the Nine Paths.

In addition, behind the six masters of the Yanxia Cave, there are seven towering demonic figures, which are the seven holy masters of the Mad War and the ancestors of the nine gods.

The leaders of the Holy Land of the human and demon tribes, and a total of thirteen Nine-Path Divine Ancestors, all gathered here. The power they exuded made the five members of the Heavenly Demon Meteor Sword extremely fearful.

Although they are the Eight Paths Divine Ancestors of the Demon Clan and have the strength to compete with the Nine Paths Divine Ancestors, they are still unable to compete against the thirteen Nine Paths Divine Ancestors.

The Demonic Meteor Blade said urgently: "Inform Master Zhuo Youshen quickly."

The other four demons hurriedly shouted towards Qitian Hall, but Zhuoyou God was the Holy God of One Tribulation and discovered Yanxia Cave Master and others earlier than they did.

Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan frowned and said, "Lord Zhuo Youshen, we must go."

"It's just a slightly stronger ant."

Zhuo You Shen withdrew his gaze and looked at the blazing ruins of Qitian Hall again. Then he swung the Tian Zhuo Demon Whip and struck it down, chatting and laughing happily:

"Nine-Life Sword Ancestor, I have overestimated you. It turns out that you cannot master the Brahma Demon Sword, so get out of here."

As his words came out, the Heavenly Demonic Whip he swung merged with the power of the Heavenly Demon and the Holy Power, and immediately increased in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a thousandth of an instant, the Tianzhuo Demonic Whip increased to ten thousand feet long and ten feet thick, pressing across the ruins of Qitian Hall.

The flames all over the sky were extinguished, and the ruins collapsed at an extremely fast speed. A gully hundreds of feet wide quickly emerged, with countless whip shadows raging.

But soon, an earth-shattering sword roar was heard in the ravine, and endless golden sword light burst out, dispersing the whip shadow, and collided with the Tianzhuo Demonic Whip.

There was a loud rumble, rocks pierced through the air, and dust and sand filled the air, but it quickly dissipated, making everything in the ravine clearly visible.

In the center of the ravine, there was a foundation with a broken seal. On top of the foundation, there was a shining golden black divine sword. The golden sword spikes fluttered in the wind, exuding a majestic sword power.

Right in front of this sword, stood a young man in white robe with a bent back, who was the ancestor of the Nine Lives Sword.

He held the white divine sword in his right hand, raised his head to reveal his pale face, stared at the divine sword in front of him unwillingly and said: "Maybe the Holy Lord is right, I can't get the recognition of the Brahma Demon Sword at all."

Yes, this golden and black divine sword is the supreme treasure, the Brahma Demon Sword, which was refined by the Lord Qitian with all his strength before the death of the Qitian Sect.

One hundred and fifty-eight hundred and fifty-eight hundred and thirty-seven years ago, the Lord of Qitian relied on this sword to join forces with the ancestors of the Nine Paths of the Qitian Sect to severely injure the God of Zhuoyou and seal him here.

At the beginning, the Lord of Qitian once told the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor that he could not gain the recognition of the Brahma Demon Sword.

But in order to deal with the God of Zhuoyou, the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor still wanted to give it a try.

He thought that with his swordsmanship, he would be recognized by the Brahma Demon Sword, but unexpectedly, the Master of Qitian was right.

"Isn't my talent for swordsmanship still not strong enough?"

The Nine Lives Sword Ancestor couldn't help but doubt himself, but after practicing for many years, he had never seen a swordsman whose talent in swordsmanship could match his own.

No!

The Nine Lives Sword Ancestor suddenly shook his head subconsciously, Lin Chen's figure flashed in his mind, and he felt that Lin Chen's swordsmanship talent was comparable to his own.

But thinking that Lin Chen had just broken through to the realm of the Five Divine Ancestors, the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor secretly shook his head, thinking that Lin Chen would not be recognized by the Brahma Demon Sword.

Listening to the voice of Zhuo Youshen, the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor's face became gloomier than ever before, but when he noticed the movement outside, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Zhuyou Shen, you spoke too early."

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor's eyes engulfed the sword light, and his mental power drove the white divine sword. He carried the original swordsmanship and rushed towards the Zhuyou God like a white dragon.

"Stubborn."

Zhuo Youshen ignored the arrival of Yanxia Cave Master and others, raised his hand and pressed down the white divine sword with one palm, and the devil's energy and holy power rolled like a tide.

Bang!

I saw a black palm print falling, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, instantly pressing down the white divine sword, but the golden sword light from below immediately hit the sky, and there were Buddha statues one after another.

At the same time, outside the dilapidated square, a majestic Buddha's voice came: "Namo Amitabha."

This is the six-character mantra of Buddhism. Each word resounds through the heaven and earth like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, transmitting immeasurable Buddha light and driving away the aura of heavenly demons in the sky above the square.

Immediately afterwards, another stream of purple divine wind blew, which was more than ten times more terrifying than a hurricane. It contained the aura of haze and was as beautiful and colorful as a fairyland.

I saw the aura of the Heavenly Demon above the Zhuo Youshen and the Heavenly Demon's Burning Flame being blown away. Buddha's light and purple divine light rippled down, descending like a sea.

Soon there was another shocking loud noise, and a white divine pot was seen flying across the sky, aiming at the two Zhuoyou Gods, and the white light filled the sky.

At the same time, three more top-grade divine weapons arrived from the sky, splitting the void into pieces, and raging into a black space storm.

"How dare you be so arrogant?"

Zhuoyou God waved his sleeves and displayed nine terrifying holy paths, mainly the three holy paths of Heavenly Demon, Netherworld and Turbidity, all of which were at the ninth level.

Not only that, the nine holy paths are driven by holy power, and are many times more powerful than the holy paths driven by the divine ancestors.

This is one of the differences between divine ancestors and holy gods.

In terms of the number of holy paths alone, Zhuo Youshen is better than Yanxia Cave Master and others. With the help of holy power, it instantly forms an absolute advantage.

A terrible scene appeared. The purple divine wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, the Buddha's light disappeared, and the white light in the sky turned into nothing.

I saw nine holy light groups rising in the sky above Zhuyoushen, with different colors, like nine great suns, shining on the heaven and earth.

The six top-quality Ji Dao divine weapons, including the purple folding fan, the white divine pot and the rosary beads, rang out almost at the same time and flew out staggeringly.

"It is indeed the Holy Spirit."

Six people, the Master of Yanxia Cave, the Master of Yuxu Cave and Zen Master Qingyun, came from across the sky and looked at Zhuo Youshen with solemn expressions.

Behind them, Lin Chen and the other five were already safe and sound, while the Demon Meteoric Sword and the five others were frightened and retreated hastily to the side of Zhuo Youshen.

Zhuo Youshen had an proud figure, a graceful purple shirt, and the appearance of a beautiful young man. However, the six masters of the Yanxia Cave felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they immediately looked at the seven rushing Holy Masters of the Mad War.

The seven Holy Lords of Mad War brought the majestic demonic energy with them, commanded their own divine weapons, and looked at Zhuo Youshen with big frowns.

Zhuo Youshen glanced at the Yanxia Cave Master and the Thirteen Mad War Holy Masters with a stern look, and said with a smile: "After I became a Holy God, I killed no less than thirty Nine Paths Divine Ancestors. In the Qitian Sect alone, just one

After killing ten of the Nine Divine Ancestors in a row, are you rushing to die in such a hurry?"

This simple sentence shows absolute arrogance, conceit and arrogance.

If anyone else had said this, they would definitely have died miserably. Not to mention the six Yanxia Cave Masters, or the seven Mad Fighting Holy Masters, they would have shown no mercy.

But the speaker was Zhuo Youshen, a holy god. Even if the seven mad war holy masters were angry, they would not dare to explode on the spot.

After all, Zhuo You Shen's record was too terrifying. The people here and the Nine Divine Ancestors from both demon tribes together could not kill half of the Nine Divine Ancestors killed by the other side.
Chapter completed!