The space is chaotic and cannot distinguish between all directions. The sword energy of King Xia is crisscrossing, like turning the void into a chessboard, with sword lights scattered and calculating everything. No matter in the past or the future, it seems that it cannot escape the cover of his sword light.

The Shenling Spiritual Body appears and appears and leaps in the sword lights. Every time he dodges, it looks like a banished immortal coming to the ordinary, free and freehand painting.

King Xia's eyes were cold, like the sun at noon, fierce and fierce. To this day, he guaranteed that if Tianyi had left the Shang Dynasty, he would have to retreat step by step under his sword light, and he would eventually be unable to escape the defeat. However, Chen Lian's practice had reached this point. Every time he jumped, he had a kind of charm to transcend the past and the future. It was clear that he could see through the true intention of the Taoist master and achieve this achievement.

King Xia's eyes became more and more hot, as if he was about to burn the void. Even though he had obtained the inheritance of Yuanshi Heavenly Demon, Yuanshi Heavenly Demon could not compare with the Taoist Lord, but was just the evil thought of the Taoist Lord Yuqing. How could he compare with Chen Lian's authentic Taoist Lord's divine intention, which contained a transcendent charm?

The Yuanshi Demon plundered everything, but could not transcend it. That was his deepest regret. At this moment, when he smelled the Taoist Lord's divine will, King Xia only felt that the Yuanshi Demon Demon species he had formed was ready to move and was fatally attracted.

In an instant, all the sword lights disappeared, and they were as if they were transcending beyond the world. They were only in the existence and absence, but they could see through everything. King Xia seemed to have a clear understanding of the secrets on his body, and there was nothing to hide.

Of course, he knew that Chen Lian could not do this, but he still hated this kind of gaze. He punched out again, Ying Long wrapped his arm around him, the dragon roar shook the sky and destroyed the earth, and the vacuum that had not yet recovered from chaos was shattered again. As King Xia raised his hand and feet, there was even a surging demonic energy that invaded all directions. For a moment, the bright moon in the sky seemed to be affected and moved.

The Kun fish swimming in the ocean formed by the power of the moon suddenly waved its tail and killed the demonic energy that invaded her body.

When facing the deep and refined nature of King Xia's dragon demon, he was silent at this moment. He formed a mountain and river seal and wanted to regret King Xia's unparalleled punch.

You should know how the mountains and rivers he created can compete with under King Xia's domineering dragon fist, even if the real mountains and rivers are to be shattered.

But Chen Lian really did this, and the mountains and rivers emitted thousands of divine lights, like the brightest pearls under the night sky, shining on thousands of mountains and rivers, and also carrying the power of thousands of waters and mountains, rushing towards King Xia's dragon fist.

The sound of the void was endless, and the space was shattered several times. Finally, the dragon fist roared unwillingly, and the smoke disappeared. The divine light remaining from the mountain and river seal continued to rush forward, and the powerful King of Xia had to look solemn and slashed at the residual light of the mountain and river seal with a knife, causing it to shatter. The last remaining light was scattered in the palace behind it, and towering palaces collapsed.

This battle had already alarmed many masters in the Netherworld. They each cast their own spells and looked at the sky. Many masters were moved by the terror. If they had known that the Three Saints of Netherworld and Qingxuan were the best, they would never have expected that Chen Lian would have fought against King Xia head-on and gained the upper hand.

On the Dongyi land, on a high mountain on the coast, Yun Yang's face was pale. A demon saint next to him patted Yun Yang's shoulder and sighed: "Brother Yun, please leave me. This Netherworld is no longer a place where you can interfere."

Yun Yang looked unwilling: "How can they be so strong? Why, I am the son of Bai Di, the future leader of the demon clan in the heavens and all worlds."

The Demon Saint said solemnly: "It is because you are the future leader of the demon clan that you must protect yourself even more. How powerful was the Monkey King back then? At that time, his destiny was so great that he had only been practicing for a few years. He had achieved Taiyi after just passing Yizhe, and he still suffered from five hundred years of suppression. If you continue to act against the trend, you may not be fortunate to suffer for five hundred years."

Yunyang was silent, but he was still unwilling to give up. After all, he suffered a lot in his life and finally achieved something, but was defeated by King Xia like a strong wind and fallen leaves. Later, he found the Liangyi Life and Death Light and was snatched away. It was never a time to be happy. Now the Great Change of the Netherworld is when he was riding the wind, but he had to retreat. He couldn't accept this result.

The demon saint said: "Let's go, I'll take you to see the great saint of the ancestor who drives the gods. If you learn skills for a while, you will always have the chance to surpass these two people today."

Yunyang later said, "Then I'll trouble my brother."

While Yunyang was talking to the demon saint, Chen Lian had already fought with King Xia thousands of times. They fought in a decisive battle in a small place and did not chase the dead and chase north, but the scattered energy had destroyed the entire Xiadu royal city.

Kui Li was also far away from the battlefield. All the Xia tribe demons seemed immortal and could not kill them, and they chased her closely. Even though she had mastered the five-colored divine light, she had to wipe out all these demons, but it was still very difficult.

Chen Lian fought for the first time with such a strong attitude against King Xia, the most powerful war god in the underworld. King Xia’s emperor suit was already ragged, with bloodstains intertwined with disheveled hair, but no matter how strongly he was attacked, his momentum had not declined, but became more and more powerful, as if he could swallow the sky and vomit.

The Yuanshi Demon's demon species has incredible vitality, and the physical body created by the immortal body makes King Xia a possibility of becoming the second Monkey King.

He laughed wildly and said, "If you can't kill me, I will kill you."

Chen Lian looked calm, his sleeves were clean and tidy, and his immortal body was not stained with dust. In terms of style, he was more than just better than King Xia. "I have the method of Tao, and I will return to the world of Tibetans. King Xia should not be self-conceited."

His voice was clear and wonderful, and he attacked King Xia again. At this time, the clouds and mists dissipated. There were not only the bright moon in the sky, but also the bright stars.

King Xia's expression moved, something was wrong with those stars.

Suddenly, the endless stars emitted extremely dazzling star rays, and countless star powers hang down, making the world seem boundless and vast.

The stars are not the stars in the underworld, but the stars that are truly eternal and immortal in the universe, with bright and endless power.

A meteor shower fell from the sky, which were meteorites like mountains. They were sunken from the void and finally formed a dazzling divine light and hit King Xia.

This is the true power of destroying the world, and the diligence will not show any relaxation at this time.

One person rode the black qilin and looked at the Emperor Qiu. Naturally, he saw this scene. The man had three eyes, Wen Zhong, and he couldn't help frowning. Wu Ding's Flying Star Art practice was extremely powerful, but Chen Lian's taboo magic trick was indeed revealed from the Flying Star Art, but it was much better.

He couldn't help but feel sad. What kind of monster is this man? With his own strength, he might never think of avenging his master.

The sky had long been smashed by a meteor shower, and the vast and vast pressure enveloped the heart of King Xia. For the first time, he felt such a strong crisis. (To be continued.)
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