Evergreen

Chapter 845 One Sword Without Regrets

But this alone is not enough, there are too many celestial demons outside the territory, and the human race needs some people to guard the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation, and they still do not break the line of defense for a while.

"Ugh--"

At this moment, a sigh came out.

But in the depths of the void, a simple Taoist book flew across the sky, blocking the two extraterrestrial demons of the late stage of the primordial spirit.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in a simple Taoist robe stepped out of the air and stopped in front of the two extraterritorial demons.

"Yan Tian Shu!"

"You Ming, how dare you betray the Demon God!"

In just a split second, the pupils of the two extraterritorial demons shrank, revealing expressions of anger.

It turned out that the person who made the move was none other than Patriarch Nether, who shook the world.

This Nether ancestor was originally the most powerful person in the lineage of Tianji in the Ziyin world. He was once known as Taoist Yantian, and the most precious Yan Tianshu in his hand is one of the three treasures of Tianji in the Ziyin world.

It's just that for some reason, this ancestor of the Nether world entered the demonic way and became one of the most terrifying ancestors of the demonic way in the Ziyin world.

Now the Ancestor Youming's cultivation base is as high as the ninth level of Yuanshen, and his combat power is a bit scary. He stopped the two late Yuanshen demons as soon as he made a move.

"Betray the Demon God?"

The Nether Patriarch sneered, and said indifferently: "If the old man doesn't take action and let the Demon God enter the Ziyin Realm, is it the soul of the old man Lianhua?"

"you……"

The pupils of the two extraterrestrial demons shrank, and then they sneered and said, "You are doomed to escape the hands of His Majesty the Demon God if you switch to the way of cultivating true demons."

"Now you dare to defy, but you are just stubbornly resisting and seeking your own death."

"Then you don't need to worry about it."

Patriarch Youming snorted coldly, then looked at Daoist Changhe and Palace Master Xingchen, and said with a sneer: "If you don't do anything, do you still want this old man to risk his life to close the sky mark for you?"

"Ugh--"

Seeing that Patriarch Youming was unwilling to attack with all his strength, the two could only sigh, and then rushed to the end of the Moyuan Skymark.

But before the end of the demon abyss, Demon Lord Jiuyou sat cross-legged in the void, seeing the two men killed, he said with a bit of coldness in his eyes: "Why do you want to seek your own death?"

"boom--"

As soon as the words fell, the Nine Nether Demon Venerable suppressed them with a palm, and immediately forced the two to retreat steadily.

After repelling the enemy with one move, the Nine Nether Demon Lord put his hands behind his back, stepping out like a nine-day god and demon, his palms seem to be able to suppress a large world.

"In front of my Nine Nether Lord, even the Nine Powers of the Primordial Spirit have to crawl, and you dare to make a move?"

"die!"

This Nine Nether Demon Venerable is as powerful as the mountains and rivers, and he didn't sacrifice all kinds of spiritual treasures to fight against the enemy. With just a pair of fleshy palms, he has already pushed everything horizontally. .

This is a supreme being with the way of becoming a demon in the flesh. He has cultivated the flesh to the extreme in the human world, a supreme being who is only one step away from the body of a half-immortal.

Whether it's the master of the Star Palace or the Daoist Changhe, they can't match him together.

"Cut me!"

The Master of the Star Palace let out a roar, and cast the superior pure yang supernatural power of the Master of the Star Palace, condensing the power of the nine-day starlight into a sword, and angrily slashed at the Demon Lord.

But such supernatural powers are not enough to look at in front of Demon Lord Jiuyou.

The Nine Nether Demon Lord has flawless body of glazed glass, and there is an indestructible divinity on it, even the best spirit treasures are hard to break.

Such a starlight sword is enough to kill the late Yuanshen, but when it fell on Jiuyou Demon Lord, it was broken inch by inch and turned into a starlight.

"Oh!"

With a crisp sound, the Nine Nether Demon Venerable severely wounded the Lord of the Star Palace, and stepped out like a demon god: "Under the half-immortal, this seat is invincible, and you alone are not enough to see!"

"Insanity!"

Taoist Changhe roared, and a picture of the setting sun in Changhe swept out from his hand, and another purple lantern set down raging purple flames.

"Purple Flame Heart Lamp, a picture of the sunset over the long river."

Jiuyou Mozun whispered, a bit of dumbness flashed between his brows and eyes.

The picture of the sunset over the long river is a treasure that shocks the world, and the Ziyan Heart Lamp is also a treasure left by the ancient immortals. The Xuandu Ziyan on it does restrain him somewhat.

But that's all, it's not enough to really want to deal with him Jiuyou Demon Lord, but seeing him sneer, he sacrificed a Youzi treasure furnace surrounded by nine dragons.

"Oops."

The moment he saw this treasure furnace, Changhe Daojun's complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to take back the treasure in his hand.

It's a pity that it was too late, but seeing the nine dragons coiling around the purple treasure furnace, the furnace lid opened with a bang.

The monstrous Xuandu Ziyan was sucked into it even with the Ziyan heart lamp, and only the natal Lingbao Long River Sunset Picture was barely taken back by him.

"Magic Furnace."

It wasn't until this time that the Lord of the Hall of Stars took a deep breath, and said with a changed face.

This magic stove is really amazing. It was made by collecting incomplete fairy material 'Jiulong Divine Stone' after Jiang Huang became immortal in the past, and left it to the Jiang family's township as a near-immortal treasure.

It was only 2000 years ago when the catastrophe broke out in the Demon Abyss, and the Jiang family's immortal clan was wiped out overnight, before they fell into the hands of the heavenly demons outside the territory. They didn't want to be sacrificed by the Nine Nether Demon Venerable now.

"A near immortal treasure, how should I fight it?"

Looking at the magic furnace in front of them, everyone showed despair.

How amazing is the power of a supreme near-immortal treasure, driven by the existence of a primordial spirit Dzogchen.

The Nine Nether Demon Venerable held the magic furnace, and he was almost invincible in the realm of primordial spirit.

At this moment, Demon Lord Jiuyou looked at the faces of everyone, and said with a sneer: "You guys alone are not enough to watch."

"What about Lin Tianqi, if he comes here, he might still hurt me!"

"Yan—"

At this moment, in the endless void, a faint sound of sword chant resounded.

An incomparably majestic sword intent rose from the end of the infinite world, Chen Nianzhi frowned, and found that the Tianli swords in his body were touched.

But at the end of the infinite world, a figure in a black robe slowly strolled over, dragging a long sword.

The person who came was tall and slender, and a little thin, with three thousand long hair draped quietly, but his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

"Lin... Abandoned by God!"

Lord Jiuyou looked at the person and frowned for the first time.

Lin Tianqi didn't answer, but just glanced at the crowd, and then said calmly: "Retreat and break through the Ninth Layer of Yuanshen, Lin came a step late, don't blame everyone."

He just said so casually, and then walked quietly.

He didn't walk fast, but no one dared to stop him, because in front of him, there was an undeniable and unquestionable sword intent brewing.

This is a sword intent to slay immortals, which is the power of the late Yuanshen, if it stands in front of it, it will be cut with a single blow.

After he stepped into the void in front of the crowd, he looked at the Holy Lord Jiuyou, and said eloquently: "I have a sword intent in my chest, and it has been more than 3000 years."

"Now that I have just achieved great success, I wonder if I can ask for some advice?"

"Chong-"

After saying that, it was a sword, cutting straight forward.

He would rather bend than bend, never regret a single sword, and dare to draw his sword to all opponents, this is his way of sword cultivation.

(End of this chapter)