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The Eternal Night Divine Classic that was rising and falling in the void spreads strange lights. Above the divine Classic, a picture of mountains and rivers appeared, and the shadow reflected in it was clearly visible.

"So it's hiding here"

A coldness flashed in Benjiang's eyes. After searching for so long, he finally found it.

The Northern Meng royal court, on the northwest border, was alienated from the mountain, and the black aura gathered. The Bianjiang walked out, and powerful oppression came. The birds and beasts all over the mountain were frightened and crawled and whined.

In the river that stretches for hundreds of miles, a blurred and transparent human figure appears, screaming and stabbing the eardrums.

"Water Demon?" Bianjiang stopped and frowned slightly.

It is not easy to produce monsters that can be produced by an ordinary river.

The water demon has gathered in human form and is in a female form, which means that the outline of the facial features has not yet been completely fixed and is a little blurry.

The water demon who had just turned on his intelligence obviously felt the terror of the person in front of him. The screaming was filled with endless fear, and no longer had the same level of existence, allowing him to feel destructive oppression.

Bianjiang stepped into the river, and the entire river collapsed with a bang. The water demon's body, which had just condensed, immediately collapsed without any resistance, just like a god crushing an ant, cruel and simple.

Step by step, suppressing all spirits, and no insects, ants, birds and beasts dare to come out to block the road. Soon, fog gathers, blocking the vision of the ten directions.

Benjiang sneered, it seemed that it had woken up too.

In the fog, the dark light surging, and any confusion cannot be stopped. The fog is dispelled in an instant.

"Wow, wow"

At this moment, the cry of a young baby sounded deep in the alienated mountains, heart-wrenching and making people feel cold.

The earth rumbling, rocks collapsed, a petrified body like a mountain and river revived, eight huge heads appeared, showing a baby face, four men and four women, which was extremely terrifying.

When the Nine Infants woke up, except for the boy who died on the Tianhuo, the other eight heads woke up.

As he was alienated from the mountain, the nine infants screamed, eight heads danced together, and four women opened their mouths, and red flames gushed out, burning the black figure in front of them.

"A mere beast dares to provoke me."

Benjiang snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the black aura gathered in front of him. The surging red flames were immediately blocked and it was difficult to make a little progress.

Nine infants were frightened, and the four men and infants also opened their mouths at the same time. The mysterious water tide surged, falling from the sky with a terrible poison.

"Sky Cry"

Bianjiang held his hand and started with an ancient sword. The blood flowed, strange and extraordinary.

The sword changed from wind and clouds, separated the Xuanshui, and cut off the three men's skulls with one sword. There were three loud bangs, and the head fell on the earth, bringing up dust and sand in the sky.

The gushing blood is dyed red and the sky is weeping, and blood rain is falling from the sky, which is extremely beautiful.

The absolute crushing, the killing without any question, the Nine Infants who had been hiding for tens of thousands of years could not escape the fate of being massacred. The crying of babies who were alienated from the mountains was so sad, but useless.

The blue blood cried sharply and ruthlessly, passing through the cold lights of killing, one after another, and before the powerful martial arts crown, Jiuying, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, had almost no resistance, and stepped into the underworld road step by step.

The power of human beings is a nightmare for other creatures. The achievements that can be achieved in just a hundred years of life are hard to achieve even if the rest of the creatures practice hard for thousands of years.

The deserted mountain was covered with scars, and blood flowed, dyeing half of the mountain red. Jiuying fell into the pool of blood, and there was no sound again.

Bianjiang raised his hand, and among the nine infants, a black and red light ball flew out and slowly fell down.

Not far away, Li Luo appeared. Seeing this scene, his eyes condensed, no longer hesitated, and his figure swept quickly, grabbing the flying ball of light.

Bianjiang's eyes turned cold, his feet moved, blocking in front of him, Tianqi slashed, and the sky was covered with green blood.

Li Luo's body was broken, and he avoided the sword light and wanted to collect the light ball again, but he was already one step too late.

"Do you think I'm really not prepared at all?"

Bianjiang waved his hand and put away Jiuying Origin, looked at the person in front of him, and said coldly.

There was suddenly such a strange strong man in the world, and he was still involved in the Marquis of Zhiming. How could he not be careful?

"Since that's the case, let me see how far you have made it."

After the words came, Li Luo moved and the sword came out. The beauty of the sword was amazing, which shocked the world. The martial arts were completely unfamiliar with the slowness of the sword and the fastness of the sword, making people feel confused.

Bianjiang turned his palms to block the knife, and with a clang, the black aura scattered everywhere, the blood and the sky weeping, and the green light was dazzling.

Li Luo was as motionless as a mountain, his sword pointed to the sky and cried, and the mountain fell, and a huge crack broke open between the two.

The strong man closest to the third innate disaster in the world met again in Beimeng Xiali Mountain. The sword light and sword edges kept intertwined, and life and death were only in a moment.

The already riddled mountain was once again catastrophic, and the large collapsed rocks collapsed and fell, and the terror of the warriors on the top was revealed at this moment.

At the same time, in the east of Daxia, Luo Fei, who had survived the fifth catastrophe on the thousand-mile wasteland, was facing the most disaster in this life. The fifth catastrophe had just passed, and the three great catastrophes followed. The daughter of the Yongye Sect who was gradually exhausted was in danger.

The ghost sedan chair came, Zhiming, dressed in red, walked out, and frowned as he looked at Concubine Luo in the great disaster.

"what to do?"

Meng Xuanji said with a serious expression that the heavenly tribulation cannot intervene, otherwise the person who takes action will also attract heavenly tribulation with the same cultivation level or even stronger level as him.

She only knew that the man around her had blocked the heavenly tribulation, but now the situation...

Ning Chen frowned, and the light in his eyes kept beating. His current power could not block these three disasters.

"Go back" Ning Chen said calmly.

Turning back and walking into the sedan chair, the ghost sedan galloped and rushed towards the direction of the Marquis' Mansion.

In the Marquis' Mansion, Ning Chen walked over, looked at the trapped figure under the Saluo sword, and said, "There is something wrong with Concubine Luo. In Mihuayuan, only you can save him now."

Under the Buddha's sword, the demon opened his eyes and said coldly, "You should know what the consequences will be if you let me go."

Ning Chen did not answer, glanced at Bodhi behind him, and said calmly, "Senior, I'm working hard."

"Did you think about it?" Jian Bodi asked seriously.

"kindness"

Ning Chen nodded and responded that now, there is no accident in his alliance with the Yongye Sect Master. He has guaranteed the safety of Luo Fei and must do what he said.

Jian Bodi sighed softly, without saying anything more, twisting his fingers with his hands, returning to the sheath, and the stone chamber seal dissipated.

The demon moves, and the power of the demon moves the sky. The sword Bodhi takes a step forward and takes the power of the demon's palm with a bang.

"This palm is considered a greeting. Cherish your last time, my friend!"

The cold voice without any emotion, the demon passed by, and the friend is now even more ironic.

The demon waved his hand and was flew out by the demon sword under the stone chamber. The next moment, the demonic atmosphere dissipated, and the demon disappeared.

"I hope you won't regret today's decision in the future." Jian Bodi looked at the departing demon body, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he said.

Even in the hometown of West Buddha, this person is an absolute pride of heaven. Such a person will be possessed by devils and will be hard to imagine the disaster that will eventually bring.

In the east of Daxia, on the Mihuayuan, the magic atmosphere gathers shapes, the Xuanyi King's clothing flies, and the three disasters are gradually moving into the three disasters without any change due to the terrifying catastrophe.

During the sea of ​​disasters, Concubine Luo vomited a mouthful of blood, staggered, and had reached its limit.

"It's you"

When Luo Fei saw the figure walking towards her, she relaxed her consciousness and fainted.

The demon caught the fallen figure, cut off the karma fire that was coming from the tide with one sword, and walked out.

The heaven was filled with anger, and the invisible karma was cremated into tangible, black flames burned the sky and boiled the sea, trembling all things.

"Demon Sword, Burial Heaven"

The demon sword moves, the demon atmosphere surging, and the sword energy appears, rushing to the sky, the sword of Burying the sky, and slashing the nine heavens.

The rumbling sound of collision sounded in the sky, the karma fire and the demonic atmosphere were facing each other head-on, the sky changed drastically, heavy pressure fell, and the hundred-mile wasteland swayed violently.

The demon is resisting the sky and reaching the most white hot stage. With a sword in his hand, the karma fire in the sky is difficult to come. The deep demon element ripples between the heaven and the earth, and endless karma fire spreads between the heaven and the earth. At this moment, even the void is burning.

At the same time, the fierce battle has lasted for a long time. Bianjiang, who is powered by the power of the Pope, has no weak cultivation in anybody. He is in parallel with his palms and swords, and is extremely powerful.

On the contrary, Li Luo is now just a clone, and his strength is not as good as the original body after all. With one rising and the other falling, the situation of the battle does not prevail.

The sword passed by, a ray of blood shone brightly, and on the other side, a trace of black aura scattered from the wound. The Bixue Tianqi was one of the best famous swords in the Divine Sect, as famous as the Demon Sword Reincarnation. In Bianjiang's hands, the power was even more terrifying. In the sharp sword edge, the sword kept crying in tears.

"retreat"

Seeing that Bianjiang was no longer the same as before, Li Luo was unwilling to fight again, he swept away the former with a sword, and his figure rushed out, leaving the battle.

Benjiang snorted coldly and did not chase after him again. Their strength was not much different, and it would not make much sense to catch up with him now.

In Zhiming Hou Mansion, Li Luo appeared. Looking at the figure in red clothes waiting in the yard, his eyes narrowed slightly. It was indeed a clone. Where did this kid's body go?

"Sir, I've been waiting for you for a long time," Ning Chen said.

"What's the matter?"

After the words came, Li Luo suddenly frowned, his spiritual sense swept around and said, "Where is Concubine Luo?"

"I'm overcoming the tribulation, I should be back soon," Ning Chen replied.

Before the words fell, the demonic atmosphere fell from the sky above the void. A figure in black clothes walked out, holding the unconscious Concubine Luo in her arms, waved her hand, and the beautiful figure flew down and fell into the Marquis's Mansion.

Li Luo took Luo Fei and looked at Ling Li's figure in the air, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"The person has been saved. I look forward to seeing you again. Don't let me down with your sword."

The demonic atmosphere was scattered, the demonic man left, and the calmness was restored over the marquis' mansion, but the people present felt even heavier.

"Miss Ruoxi, please trouble you"

Li Luo carried Luo Fei into the house, looked at the woman standing behind Ning Chen, and said seriously.

"This is what Ruoxi should do," Ruoxi spoke and said softly.

"Boy, if you don't cherish such a good girl, it will be too late to regret it in the future." Li Luo glanced at the young man in front of Ruoxi and said solemnly with an unprecedented look.

(PS: Happy birthday to the girl who is calm and decisive in the VIP group!)
Chapter completed!