I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

"Duo Ling, it's all up to you this time! Be sure to bring this weapon back."

"My celestial race is reduced to lurking in the six worlds today."

"Among the sealed clansmen, only you can use the means left by the king to move around for a short time."

"It is a wonderful thing obtained by the king in the outer space, and it can accelerate the destruction of the interface barrier of the six realms."

"It has been lost for a long time in the great war in ancient times, and now the opportunity to prove that it is our Celestial Race has come."

"In addition, the descendant of the Nine Cauldrons you mentioned must also be killed in the cradle, and he must not be allowed to grow up."

"call out……"

One after another, invisible breaths surged out from the dark space.

"Okay, with everyone's help, it will definitely come in handy."

The humanoid laughed wantonly, and its body and posture became more and more plump and vivid.

From a shadow has been transformed into a solid.

Six long arms, and an eye socket full of gaps between the eyebrows are constantly opening and closing.

Four sharp fangs were exposed, full of evil charm and repulsion.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound in the dark space.

The multi-lings whose form is not much different from normal physical creatures disappear.

A cloud of strange color also disappeared after him.

"Everyone, I'm going!"

……

"Hahaha……"

The illusory black shadow gradually took shape after absorbing the true energy and blood of tens of thousands of disciples of the Tianmo Sect.

Under the infusion of earth vein spiritual power and magic energy without money.

It gradually turned into a troll with a body reaching thousands of feet, spiral horns on top of its head, and a pair of bat-like wings spread out.

The face was shrouded in mist, unreal, making people dizzy.

However, upon closer inspection, the troll's physical form was actually very similar to Wang Tang's.

It is like using the supernatural powers of the sky, the earth, and the earth to change.

Of course, the difference in momentum and form between the two is quite obvious.

The aura of the troll keeps rising, surpassing the heavenly immortals and reaching the level of true immortals.

He has climbed to the peak of the real fairy, and he is only short of stepping into the golden fairy.

This is the avatar of the Supreme Heavenly Demon summoned by Wang Tang with the power of the formation.

Although it is his condensed body body.

But it took all his strength to summon a demon with the strength of a real fairy.

Although the troll behind him had only sporadic power of its own body, it was extremely huge and terrifying.

"With power above that of a true immortal, I never thought that Jiuding would still have this effect. God helped me."

Wang Tang felt that his body had returned to its peak, and he burst into laughter after growing vigorously again.

The heavenly demon magic power in the body has made great progress, and the magic power has been at least three times stronger than before.

And he also took this opportunity to touch the strength threshold of the law of one revolution.

The power of the law is stronger.

Don't care about the wailing of many Tianmomen disciples.

No matter which cultivator is trapped by a formation, the qi, blood and essence are drained.

The end is extremely tragic.

Being able to survive is purely because Yang Hun secretly used a thread of heart power to connect the spirits of these people together, retaining their original gods and a trace of life essence.

Save their lives.

Those disciples and elders who were extremely loyal to Wang Tang, the ancestor, felt a little cold at the moment.

"This is the supreme celestial demon, the founder of my lineage of celestial demons, a strong man above the immortal king who ruled the world of immortal heroes in ancient times."

"The strength is far superior to that of the Immortal King, and it has reached the point where it is indestructible."

"A body of heavenly magic can change in thousands of ways, even an immortal of the same level can hardly stop it."

"Although he died later for unknown reasons, his body and remnant soul wandered around the world, waiting to be reunited someday."

"The Heavenly Demon Divine Art that I practice is created by someone who comprehends the body of the Supreme Heavenly Demon. Naturally, the practitioner can have a trace of the breath of the Heavenly Demon."

"With the treasure I got, it is not difficult to be able to summon the Supreme Demon."

"Just ask if you are afraid?"

"Are you scared!"

Suddenly, Wang Tang, who was still talking well, yelled frantically to promote the strength of his new power.

No consideration was given to losses.

Everyone noticed that Wang Tang's mental state was a little abnormal at the moment.

He didn't look like a monk or an old devil at all.

It's like a child who accidentally smashed his favorite toy just after he got it.

.........

Wang Tang now only feels that his life has reached its peak, and the world is in my hands.

The things I was afraid of and worried about before have all turned into weeds on the side of the road and are not eye-catching.

With huge strides, Wang Tang walked around recklessly, trampling down anything he didn't like.

It scared the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were hiding in buildings and various places and trembled.

Run out quickly.

"By the way, my applause alone is not enough, don't you all applaud me?"

"I'm your ancestor, I've been silent there, do you want to be a traitor?"

Wang Tang suddenly felt that it was not good for him to be happy alone, so he coldly said to the other disciples.

"Congratulations to the old ancestor for regaining his magical skills, coercing the world, immeasurable in the world, and becoming the supreme demon of heaven."

Except for the disciples of the Heavenly Demon who ran to the side of Wanwusheng.

Under the threat of Wang Tang's aura, the rest of the people who still had energy and strength kowtowed.

In fact, he was complaining speechlessly in his heart, and the ancestor Wang Tang began to become crazy.

"thumping……"

At this moment, the already crumbling and dilapidated mountain protection formation.

Finally, due to internal and external troubles, some inner disciples and Wang Tang desperately extracted the spiritual power of the earth veins.

It shattered like bubbles and scattered in the sky.

"Not bad, this environment is what I want now! Ahaha..."

"The strength is good, if I am killed all at once, how can I play?"

Wang Tang saw Yang Hun who crawled out of the ground after talking with Wan Wusheng and others.

Not only did he not feel surprised or apprehensive, on the contrary, he was a little excited and geared up.

Make a buzzing sound, a bit like crying and a bit like laughing.

Then with a sudden jerk, Wang Tang stretched out his right claw and pulled out the Jiuding that released the internal stored power from the troll's body.

Throw it aside like sundries.

I also moved my body with satisfaction, and felt that the state of Jiuding was extraordinarily good without him.

"Come on! Let's shoot! Otherwise, I will kill you with one claw."

……

"as you wish!"

After Yang Hun said something, he made a move from the air, and first put away the Jiuding thrown by Wang Tang.

Looking at the quaint Jiuding that has been restored to the size of a palm, there are two oracle-like characters on it.

"Yangzhou Ding!", one of the nine tripods

The aura and power of Wang Tang's imprint on it were all eliminated by the power of the demon in the stirring just now.

So put it away without any hassle.

It's really funny to say it, Wang Tang regards it as a treasure, and even does not hesitate to sacrifice his life for Jiuding.

After his consciousness was affected by the power of the demon, he just threw it out so casually.

How funny!

Right now Yang Hun just wants to have a good fight with Wang Tang who has the power of the demon.

The rest will be discussed when the time comes.

Putting Jiuding away means that Yang Chen has one more Jiuding.

Then a cloud of mist appeared under Yang Hun's feet and took him up to the sky, facing Wang Tang directly.

The huge size gap between the two looks like an ant looking up at a human being.

But the momentum was tit for tat, and they were not at a disadvantage in the slightest. One person occupied one direction.

Wang Tang shot subconsciously.

Countless giant claws of devilish energy came out of their hands, driving forward with violent air explosions.

Yang Hun drew a circle with his right hand and a square with his left. The illusory and transparent heart power quickly merged together, forming a wall that reached into the sky.

"thumping!"

There was a brief moment of calm, followed by a deafening, unbearable friction sound.

People who were close to him felt bloodshot in their heads when they heard it, and their ears were so uncomfortable that they would die.

Knowing that the situation is not good, they quickly used their skills to protect their ears and barely saved their lives.

Some unlucky ghosts were directly pierced by Xinbo, bleeding from the seven orifices, and reincarnated.

The short fight in the Realm of Immortal Realm, although the power is limited by the interface.

Kona is also a battle far stronger than the Celestial Immortal Realm.

Within a thousand miles, all monks who could move quickly ran away.

Terrified.

"Hey, look at me!"

Wang Tang didn't get angry when he failed a move, and began to follow his instinctive consciousness.

It started to operate the remaining legal moves in the body of the troll that belonged to the sky demon.

As for the martial arts and supernatural powers that he himself knows, most of them have already forgotten.

Now he is just a guy with Wang Tang's name, but actually more like a remnant soul of a demon.

Wang Tang kept moving.

Two huge claws crackled, forming a mysterious and illusory imprint.

The demon energy and all kinds of dark energy of the Far West, under the traction of the imprint, kept gathering towards the Heavenly Demon Gate.

Vast and mighty, it soon filled the entire sky.

The demonic energy scattered in all directions, and in a trance, many illusory phantoms were making stern smiles.

"Dazzling Demons!"

"Storm Claw!"

Facing this move capable of destroying a thousand miles away, Yang Hun's expression was calm and calm, without the slightest fear.

He waved his hands and pushed his palms to meet him.

At this time, he had already returned his mentality to the most primitive and authentic state, and he didn't have the intention of asking the main body Yang Chen to help.

Also imitating Wang Tang's appearance and began to gather strength.

As I said before, although he is the avatar that Yang Chen single-handedly refined.

But after so many years of cultivation and self-evolution, he already has his own consciousness.

It is no longer as simple as a pure avatar.

Yang Chen also didn't think of him as just a doppelgänger.

It is more about letting Yang Hun choose the path of cultivation and evolution.

And the path he took was not to endlessly absorb the distracting thoughts of beings from the six worlds.

Then manipulate sentient beings.

The path he wants to take is his own, the power of the heart beyond the Three Thousand Ways.

The power of the soul is boundless, as long as there are living beings in the world, it will never be extinguished.

Claw to claw.

With a gesture of raising his hand, the endless power of heart between heaven and earth was contained in his body.

The colorful magic sword in his hand turned into a magic weapon similar to Wolverine's claws.

Convergence of power, magic weapon, flashes of light in a flash.

The moves looked intricate, but in fact, less than a second had passed.

Then the two attacks collided.

"boom!"

The momentum intersects, the landslides and the ground cracks, and the demonic energy all over the sky collides with the power of the heart at a high speed.

Sometimes the magic energy has the upper hand, and sometimes the power of the heart suppresses the magic energy.

The entire Western Region and the vast area of ​​the Far West were made miserable by the movement of this battle.

Some demonic monks and sects even pointed in the direction of Tianmomen and cursed.

To be precise, he pointed at the two blue and black rays of light and cursed.

Can you fight in the sky?You have to hit the ground to make an earthquake to be comfortable.

"Oh, it's a big deal if you have a little cultivation. You only care about fighting yourself, and it's comfortable to fight, and it doesn't care about other people's feelings at all."

"Let's see, how will I deal with you after I become a fairy?"

This is the inner thought of most people in the Western Regions.

The Gale Mountains blocked the connection with Kyushu, but it didn't affect the land of Kyushu too much.

Otherwise, Yang Chen would probably be able to notice it in Chang'an.

But even so.

Every time the two fought against each other, the attacks were all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and collapsing the mountains.

But all monks whose cultivation base is above the realm of transforming gods have noticed it.

If it weren't for the limitation of the human interface's will, it is estimated that both the Far West and the Western Regions would have to be broken.

This is not a joke, but because immortals can do things that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

"Boom!"

"God, you should quickly accept these two monsters!"

The power of the fight between the real immortals seems to be more fierce than when the demon Zunlou came.

……

From dusk, finally ushered in the night, when the moon comes.

Yet the battle continued.

A person with the power of an ancient remnant soul who can't go up to the demon, with infinite power and countless changes.

One is the body of evil thoughts and red soul stones, with complicated power and no trace.

The moves of the two were swaying wantonly as if they didn't want money, and their figures were so close that they didn't even have any afterimages.

If Tianmo Mountain could cry, it probably would have already.

The Heavenly Demon Gate at the center of the battle between the two.

Not only the thousand-foot-high mountain was directly smashed into pieces.

What's more, they were forced into a deep hole by the two of them in their original positions.

At this moment, Wanwusheng and the elders of Tianmomen, who were thousands of miles away from the battlefield, were resting on the ground sweating profusely, without any airs or pretense.

He was still muttering cursing, and the resident of his sect was destroyed.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were placed in the valley behind them.

They were weak, exhausted, and extremely pale, as if they were dying in one breath.

These are disciples who were evacuated by Wanwusheng with more than a dozen elder hall masters.

He brought them out from the center of the battlefield suddenly, almost exhausting them to death.

In addition to his direct descendants and disciples, those who are loyal to Wang Tang are also included.

Of course, the mind has long been rebellious.

No one would want to follow a madman as a target.

Wang Tang's iron rod has probably been turned into artificial powder, and has been reincarnated.

"Everything is born, Master Wan, the commotion of this battle is really too big, can you persuade your ancestor to let him enter the void world or the boundless sea to fight."