"roar……"

A loud dragon roar came out, and the moment the divine sword came, Yu Sheng took a step forward, and the dark magic light wrapped his and Ye Futian's bodies in it, as if a sacred demon dragon shadow appeared.

The sword penetrated and wanted to break into it. The strongest purple divine sword stabbed directly into Yu Sheng's head, but Yu Sheng's arm stretched out, and the dark arm seemed to have the dragon scale armor of the demon dragon, as if it was no longer a pure arm, but a dragon arm. The palm attached to the dark dragon scales directly buckled towards the divine sword and grabbed it.

A hissing and sharp sound erupted, and a terrible divine light burst out, cutting the dragon scales open, but it finally stopped. Yu Sheng pinched his palm and the divine sword broke and turned into fragments.

The sacred demon dragon surrounded Yu Sheng's body, blocking all the lights of the divine sword. In the dull and depressing underground palace, there was only the ultimate domineering demon aura. Beichen stared at Yu Sheng, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Although this attack was not sure enough to kill the other two, he would not have thought that Yu Sheng would directly crack it with such a domineering attitude. Is this person also from Taixuan Mountain?

"Boom." Beichen didn't have time to think too much, so he saw Yu Sheng walking directly, trampling on the earth, roaring the underground palace, roaring and roaring.

Beichen instantly felt an extremely domineering oppression force. Yu Sheng stepped directly towards him and responded to his sword.

He swung the real dragon's arm and smashed it down, containing the overbearing power. The power of the dragon god was integrated into the magic skill. The punch was blown out, as if it could penetrate the void.

Beichen raised his scepter in his hand, and surrounded stars appeared around his body. It seemed to have turned into a brilliant starry sky world. The stars flowed around his body, creating a wonderful resonance, protecting Beichen's entire person.

"boom!"

A shocking sound came out, the stars collapsed and exploded, and the power of the dragon god turned into a dark demon dragon and swept out, causing the stars to continue to shatter.

Beichen's expression changed slightly. It was not conducive to his use in this small space. The space he was in seemed to be covered by this punch and could not be avoided. He placed the scepter in front of him, with stars shining brightly, and his body retreated back.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came out, and Beichen's body hit a stone wall, causing the underground palace to tremble, and a muffled groan was made in his mouth.

Beichen's face became a little ugly. His body instantly stood up and floated above the underground palace hall. His whole body seemed to be floating there without any weight. He held the scepter in his hand tightly, and starlight released from his eyes. In an instant, the extremely dazzling starlight submerged the entire underground palace.

The bodies of other powerful people in the Ziwei Palace in the underground palace were also suspended. In an instant, the starlight flooded the hall, and figures floating in the void stared at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Obviously, the target was the two of them.

Under the stars, the underground palace became brighter and brighter. Ye Futian glanced at Beichen and said, "Whoever gets the ruins as the most precious thing is to be, why do you have to fight?"

As he said that, he said to Yu Sheng in front of him, "He will leave it to you."

"Okay." Yu Sheng nodded and walked towards Beichen.

The Dou clan tribe next to him and the people from the Seven Killing Divine Sect were shocked to see this scene. This guy was too shameless. He handed over the strongest Beichen to Yu Sheng and turned around to deal with other people from Ziwei Palace.

Yu Sheng walked directly across the void towards Beichen, and a powerful demonic power emerged from his body. Many people faintly sensed the aura of the demon emperor. Could this person be inherited by the great demon?

However, he is not a monster, why do he practice the power of the true dragon?

Yu Sheng walked towards those people from Ziwei Palace standing in the void. When they stepped out, the piano sound appeared in an instant. However, the moment the piano sound appeared, many people felt only the sharp breath.

The next moment, countless magical swords appeared, crossing the sky and cutting through the void.

The strong man in Ziwei Palace felt the sword intent and frowned. He saw Ye Futian pointing his finger towards the void. The music of the great way pierced directly into the eardrums of the people. It seemed that countless divine swords were killing their souls. At the same time, the underground palace seemed to be buried under the sword, and the divine sword was cut through the years.

The faces of the people in Ziwei Palace changed. The light of stars shone around the body, protecting their bodies, and the magic sword came to kill and attacked directly. For people of Ye Futian's level, attacking one person is not much different from attacking one person.

"Boom, boom, boom..." One after another was knocked away by the sword, and some people had a slightly less defensive power. They were torn apart by the sword and directly passed through their bodies, making screams.

Ye Futian continued to move forward, the void shook, and the rhythm invaded again. The rhythm was like the sound of the great Taoist divine sound. When the rhythm fell, the sword fell.

In front of Ye Futian, the surging sword arts flow gathered and condensed into a sword, shaking with countless divine swords in the underground palace, forming a terrifying rhythm.

"Go." Ye Futian's pupils released a sharp light, and the sword came out, and he walked through the void.

This sword is extremely fast and extremely powerful.

In just a moment, the sword passed countless trajectories in the underground palace, leaving behind terrifying sword marks. The stars in front of the strong men in the Ziwei Palace were shattered and destroyed, blood bloomed in the air, and figures flew away, with pale faces.

With this sword, no one of the powerful people in the Ziwei Palace could stand in front of him.

On another battlefield, Beichen was also suppressed by Yu Sheng. In this small space of the underground palace, Yu Sheng's performance was very suitable for Yu Sheng's performance. His fists exploded and he had nowhere to hide. Beichen could only resist Yu Sheng's attack. Under continuous bombardment, Beichen's body hit the wall of the underground palace again, and blood was flowing from his mouth.

He was about to get up and a sword passed through the void.

"Bang." With a loud bang, the sword fell and stabbed directly above his head, even cutting off some hair.

Beichen's body did not move, and he felt cold sweat penetrated out of his body. If the sword went down a little, it would penetrate directly from the middle of his eyebrows.

He raised his head and looked embarrassed. He saw Ye Futian dealing with the people from Ziwei Palace and walked to Yu Sheng, looking at him and said, "Please do it yourself."

Since Beichen said that it is necessary to be qualified to compete for the remains, it is obvious that Ziwei Palace has now lost this qualification.

Ziwei Palace was defeated. If the other party had not shown mercy, he would have already washed away the Ziwei Palace and practiced people.

This battle was simply tragic.

The two of them tied up their Ziwei Palace and kicked them out.

Beichen didn't say anything, but turned around and walked out. The practitioners of Ziwei Palace followed him, clenching their fists, but they were speechless.

Failure means defeat. They took the lead in finding this place and set up a killing formation, but unexpectedly, the two people following behind them would overturn them.

After the strong man from Ziwei Palace left, Ye Futian looked at Dou Zhao and the Seventh Killing and asked: "What are you planning to see who can inherit the remains, or directly solve the problem in the same way as before?"

The Dou clan tribe and the people from the Seven Killings Sect looked at Ye Futian, are they so arrogant?

Is this a belief that no matter how they choose, he will be the one who gets the terrifying fighting spirit?

"One person chooses one?" Dou Zhao looked at the Seventh Kill and asked.

"Yes." The Seventh Kill nodded.

"I chose him." Dou Zhao pointed to Yu Sheng. Before, Ye Futian said that Yu Sheng's power was stronger than him. He also wanted to understand how powerful this demon cultivator was. He was different from Beichen. He also used the reputation of being powerful in attacking power and would not be suppressed by Yu Sheng. He wanted to see, Yu Sheng's power could inspire him to become more powerful.

"Okay." The Seventh Killer's eyes were staring at Ye Futian, just like staring at prey. The powerful Seventh Killer Divine Sect proved the Tao with killing.

"Do you want to go out?" Ye Futian asked.

"Aren't we more direct here?" Dou Zhao refused. The walls of the underground palace were indestructible. Although the underground palace was spacious and could accommodate many people, the battle for people of their realm was too narrow.

But this is more direct and dangerous, and there is no trick to get it.

He and the Seventh Kill are both good at fighting, so what do you do when you go out?

In fact, the talents of Ziwei Palace are more suitable for fighting in the outside space.

"Okay." Ye Futian had no objection. He walked towards the Seventh Kill, and Yu Sheng walked towards Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao's eyes were sharper, and the divine light wandered on him, with a huge fighting spirit. At the center of his eyebrows, the second and third god of war marks appeared one after another. In an instant, the extremely terrifying battle light swept across the underground palace. Faced with the powerful rest of his life, he directly activated the third god of fighting will.

"Bang." Take a step forward, Dou Zhao walked towards Yu Sheng, very direct. He and Yu Sheng are good at fighting and do not need any fancy means. I believe that the demon cultivator in front of him will be the same as him.

As he thought, Yu Sheng also stepped forward, his arm turned into the arm of the demon god. The power of the dragon god was activated, and the sound of the roar of the demon dragon was hidden.

The two fists collided with each other without any suspense. The void made a violent sound like explosion. The terrifying hurricane tore through the void and swept into the surrounding space. This time, Dou Zhao's footsteps slid backwards directly. The strong men of the Dou clan felt violently trembling when they saw this scene.

Douzhao was actually repelled.

How terrifying is the power of this demon cultivator?

Dou Zhao's eyes were sharper, as if he opened his divine eyes. A mark of the God of War condensed and was born at the center of his eyebrows. The unparalleled divine light penetrated his body. He roared angrily and made a cracking sound in his body. The body seemed to be exploding. Behind him, there was a phantom of the God of War condensed and born as if he was possessed by the God of War.

"The fourth level of the will of the fighting god, summon the fighting god." The strong man from the Dou clan looked at this scene and his heart trembled. Dou Zhao's strength transformed again.
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