The white-haired figure descending from the temple, her deep eyes were not waving at all, dark as if it was as dark as the abyss, and the bottom was invisible.

The black king's clothing danced, walking step by step, and the heavy breath echoed in the battlefield.

Several generals of the Black Water Army in Daxia were shocked and even more shocked. Is the person in front of me still the kind and upright eldest prince of the past?

Without answering the question, a black magic sword flew out of the temple and turned into a stream of light and fell into Xuanyi's hand. In an instant, the magic power surged, and all the generals of Daxia were shocked several steps back.

The demon sword reincarnation is even more powerful in the hands of the demon-bearing emperor, and the terrifying pressure makes people unable to breathe.

"Welcome the Demon Lord" all the temple generals bowed and bowed.

Bai Qi also bowed down and bowed respectfully. The Divine Confucianism respected strength. This ritual is enough to explain everything.

"Ziyi"

Ning Chen felt a pain in his heart. Before he could speak, he felt a flower in front of him. A mysterious figure instantly came to his body, and the magic sword fell, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

At the moment of crisis, Ning Chen subconsciously resisted the sword, but with a loud bang, he flew out and took more than ten steps in a row.

The injured right hand, blood dripped down the sword's edge, and with just one move, it showed a trembling strength.

"Friend, you're weaker"

If it is cold, there is no trace of emotion, only the sharpness of the magic sword will suck people's mind.

The Hou of Triumph was shocked and moved his feet, trying to come forward to help, but was blocked by a purple light fur figure.

"Qingxuan Hou, you should be careful of yourself."

Zong Qianqiu snorted coldly, and activated his magic, and cooperated with the general Bai Qi to block the Daxia military god.

The purple lightning sprung across the sky, with infinite sharpness, and the blessing of the thunder sea everywhere, the power was even stronger, making it difficult for the Marquis of Triumph to surpass the thunder pool for a while.

The demons participated in the battle, and the situation changed instantly. The demon-bearing emperor was not kind, and the moves were full of ruthless killing, and his power was unstoppable.

The forbidden land sealed the dark aura for hundreds of years. At the moment when the emperor became a demon, he completely assimilated the righteous spirit of the Confucian sect, allowing the demon's cultivation to break through the limit of the five catastrophes, reach the end of the three disasters.

The demon sword danced, and the black demonic energy lingered. One move became stronger than another. The force of life and death was like a mountain falling, and the world was trembling.

Ning Chen used his sword to block the move, and the green bird trembled and could not bear the might of the demon.

The former close friend drew his sword to face him today. Ning Chen felt a thrilling pain in his heart. The sword force was unconscious and he became three points weaker again.

"Well"

The magic sword passed through a ruthless edge, Ning Chen retreated half a step, and blood gushed on his left shoulder.

Not far away, Luo Fei was quietly watching the battle situation. There were rumors in the world that Daxia Zhiming Hou was cruel and ruthless. Now it seems that even the coldest person will be unable to do anything.

"Marquis Zhiming, I'll remind you that if you don't want to die here, it's time to return it now," said Luo Fei calmly.

In the battle situation not far away, Zong Qianqiu frowned when he heard this, saying, "What did this sect girl think?"

The samsara of reincarnation is full of dazzling killings, and the ultimate demonic power is forcing Ning Chen to retreat again and again, and danger is everywhere.

With a loud bang, the two swords confronted each other again, Ning Chen's mouth was red and he was dyed with plain clothes.

Seeing that his close friend had become deeply enchanted, Ning Chen felt deeply saddened. Finally, he made up his mind to hold his left hand, start his thoughts, and open his sword.

The surging sword intent swept between the sky and the earth, and the sword momentum appeared later, frost falling from the sky, and a bleak and solemn atmosphere.

"Ziyi offended"

Knowing that this battle is unbearable, he cannot bring his friends back. Ning Chen suppressed his feelings and felt unbearable. Three volumes appeared together, and his body was fully opened. In an instant, all the shocking foundations burst out, and wild waves filled with rage and wild furiousness.

"oh?"

A strange color flashed across Luo Fei's eyes, and her extraordinary decision. Since then, the battle has not ended yet.

Facing the opponent's powerful strength, the demon-evolved emperor was not afraid at all. The demonic sword of reincarnation was raised to the sky, and the vast demonic energy dispersed, and its power was shocking.

"Autumn water penetrates the two qualities, and the sea of ​​clouds shows the sky's light"

The reappearing of Confucianism's move was the demonic atmosphere. The demon urged his body to rush into the sky, splitting the sea of ​​clouds, and the sky light came. The ultimate move stirred the wind and clouds of the world, forming a huge vortex.

The black sky light blocks the scorching sun, and the powerful demonic atmosphere spreads, making people feel that the end of the world is coming.

The trick of killing demons in the past is now showing the most terrifying power in the hands of the demon-bearer. Wherever the demonic atmosphere comes, flowers do not smell fragrant, birds do not sing, and the heaven and earth are as if they die.

"Heaven and earth are roaring, life and death are against life"

The rainbow light that appeared in swords and swords burst out with the most extreme style. The swords fell all over the sky and the swords on the earth rose. The world as if dead only had the sharp edges of swords and swords, blooming in the demonic atmosphere.

"Well"

The extreme tricks were met, and the terrifying aftermath spread. The two of them were the first to be affected, and each of them swallowed their injuries and retreated several steps in a row.

The demon knows his destiny, and no one stops. The swords that confront each other again instantly draw out the light of destruction, faster, heavier, and more ruthless.

The brilliant battle was extremely dazzling, and the unparalleled fighting spirits of the two made all the geniuses in the world dimly eclipse at this moment.

"Section girl, aren't you going to take action yet?" Zong Qianqiu shouted angrily on the other side of the battlefield.

"It's not your turn to care about my business." Concubine Luo was unmoved and replied lightly.

"You care about Xia Xinyu's life," Zong Qianqiu said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the battlefield changed instantly, Ning Chen's body trembled and he was immediately furious.

Phoenix Ling appeared in the palace chaos, but he could not find Xinyu's whereabouts. It turned out that it was really a secret move by the Eternal Night God Sect.

When the demon heard the words Xia Xinyu, his eyes moved slightly. However, the next moment, the demonic atmosphere lingered in, and returned to a deep darkness again.

Outside the battle, Luo Fei's calm expression finally cooled down. A murderous intention flashed by and said in a deep voice, "Even if Qianqiu, don't let me find out that you are lying to me, otherwise your identity as the Lord of the Palace will not save your life."

As the words fell, a beautiful shadow flew out and entered the battlefield instantly. The moonlight of the slender hands flowed, shaking the edge of the sword.

Luo Fei suddenly appeared in the battle situation, causing the balance of the battle to shift again. The Moon Scroll showed a strange ability, and the sword approached and the speed quickly slowed down.

The battle between the three top powerhouses is rare in the world. Ning Chen fights one against two, and dances with swords and swords, with an unprecedented concentration, swords against swords, swords against palms, and the battle soul rises.

Suddenly, the sound of walking in the distance was heard, step by step, steadily, neither hurry nor slow, clearly imprinted in everyone's heart on the battlefield.

The next moment, a green robe appeared, dancing in the wind, her handsome face was calm and calm, step by step, slowly walking slowly.

Behind, the little girl carrying a sword frame was as charming as she used to be, and her pure sword heart made everyone present look at her.

The sudden two people made the fierce battle stagnate instantly, and time seemed to stop for a moment.

"Aman"

Prince Yan said calmly.

"Um"

Aman responded, gently lowered the sword frame on his back, reached out and pulled out a light blue long sword, and turned into a stream of light and entered the battlefield in an instant.

The cultivation level of the first tribulation of the innate tribulation is not conspicuous in the battle situation at this moment. Everyone presents are the strongest people at the peak of Daxia and Eternal Night Divine Sect. They are usually innate and do not even have the qualifications to participate in the battle.

The original intention showed its sharpness and rushed out with a sword, which shocked all the top-notch strong men present.

The sword edge came in front of him in a flash. Concubine Luo calmed down and did not dare to be careless at this moment. The moon scroll was moving, trying to shake the sword edge with absolute cultivation.

However, the sword edge of the original intention seemed to be touched. Before the powerful move was launched, the sword edge had arrived in advance.

Luo Fei frowned and her palms changed again. Unexpectedly, the sword edge of the Chuxin changed with it, and she still expected that the enemy would be the first, which was extremely strange.

With a bang, the sword palms were connected, and the sword force was endless. The palm force had not yet risen, and there was no difference in the victory or defeat.

Everyone present was extraordinary. They could see the exquisiteness of the sword at a glance, and at this moment, they were even more shocked.

The sword is a master of the enemy, and forcibly sealing the opponent's moves. This is the first time they have seen such a sword.

Ning Chen turned his thoughts and shook the demon sword in front of him with a knife. He took the opportunity to take a look at the battle situation next to him, and was also shocked by Aman's sword move.

Although it was just one or two moves, it was obvious that Aman had extraordinary cultivation on his sword. His opponent was Luo Fei. Even if he had to be fully aware of it, it was incredible that Aman could confront him for a short time.

Prince Yan stood outside the battle, looked at the battle ahead, and nodded gently. Although diligence can make up for his shortcomings, talent is never something that can be ignored.

The sword breath that Ning Chen, which had never been able to comprehend, was natural in Aman, and his original intention was clear.

"I don't want to hurt you, step down."

Luo Fei's aura shook all over her body, and she swung her palms to open the sword of original intention, and said calmly.

"Aman, please step down"

The aftermath of the sword confrontation was surging. Ning Chen forced himself to take the sharp edge of the magic sword of the cycle of reincarnation, retreated half a step, slashed out with a backhand sword, and spoke.

Aman has indeed become stronger, but his opponent is the Pope of Eternal Night God after all, so it is impossible for him to last for too long.

At this moment, Prince Yan flipped his right hand, pointed his sword at Xu Ning, and the two green and red swords flew out, turning into two rainbow lights and falling into the battle situation. With a loud bang, everyone was swept away.

"Okay, stop it."

The two swords separated two battle situations, and the contemporary legend of Daxia took action, allowing the battle to end instantly.

"Senior" Ning Chen looked anxious and said.

"No need to say more"

Prince Yan waved his hand and interrupted the former's words. Looking at the depths of the Eternal Divine Cult, a light flashed in his calm eyes and said, "The head of the Eternal Divine Cult, aren't you coming out yet?"

As the words fell, the heaven and earth changed, and a powerful aura slowly revived. After a moment, the majestic voice resounded throughout the world.

"Prince of Daxiayan, you did not disappoint me."

With the rumbling sound, behind the Second Hall of Eternal Night, the third temple slowly rose up from the ground. The majestic and magnificent temple echoed the first and second temples, which was extremely spectacular.

The Third Temple of Eternal Night finally appears in the world.

"It's him!"

Ning Chen immediately reacted and recognized this aura. His palm at the beginning was the same feeling, which was so powerful that it was shocking.

"Zhen Qianqiu, Bai Qi, Luo Fei, the battle ends here, the Demon Lord, the war has just begun, there is no hurry to be at this moment," a voice came out from the third hall, and he said calmly.

"Yes, father." Concubine Luo bowed respectfully and responded.

"Since the leader said he would stop, Qianqiu naturally dared not to obey." Zong Qianqiuhu's mouth changed into an incomprehensible smile and replied.
Chapter completed!