Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

At the center of the battle, Gu Qingyang looked at the oncoming war spear and suddenly turned pale with horror. He screamed: "This is impossible. How can a mere ant-killing ant burst out with such power?"

He clearly sensed that the power contained in the combined attack of the nine black dragons was beyond the scope of slashing, and its power was even more powerful than his clone who had just entered the semi-saint realm!

A few Dao-slaying ants, with the help of an unknown battle formation, exploded with the power of a semi-saint in the early or even mid-stage?

This is such nonsense, so ridiculous!

It should be noted that in the extremely powerful Eight Wastelands of the Upper Realm, this kind of thing would be unheard of for thousands of years!

The nine members of the Xuantian Demon Sect stood in the void, their semi-immortal armors flowing with mysterious light, and the raging space wind could not affect them at all.

The black dragon is full of murderous intent, "How can people with short knowledge know the power of our Xuantian Demon Sect?"

"Gu Qingyang, don't say that you are just a clone of a semi-saint who has just become a semi-saint. Even if you are the true form of a saint, if you dare to come to this world to interfere with the affairs of my Xuantian Demon Sect, you will die!"

"Arrogant!" Gu Qingyang was furious when he heard this, "Below the saints are all ants, how can you know that? If the true form of this saint were here, I could wipe you all out with a wave of my hand!"

The saint is not to be dishonored!

This little Zhan Dao actually dared to verbally provoke someone in person. It was really hateful!

"Hahahaha..." Black Dragon laughed contemptuously, "Really? Then I will have to see it carefully, but for now, your clone should die first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the charge of the war spear surged to its peak, piercing Gu Qingyang.

Gu Qingyang's expression was extremely ugly. He stared at the armor and spear on the black dragon, gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "Xuantian Demon Sect, I will remember this!"

"When this Saint comes again, I will let you know what awe is!"

Since becoming a saint, he has never been as angry as he is now, but there is nothing he can do.

The situation is very clear now. The nine Dao-slaying ants of the Xuantian Demon Sect, with the help of the incomparable battle formation, have exploded with invincible power. His clone, who has just entered the semi-saint realm, cannot stop it. It is only time to perish. question.

The loss of a clone was the second best thing. What was regrettable was that he could not immediately obtain the eighteen intact semi-immortal weapons that would drive top saints crazy.

That is something that allows people to peek into the secrets of immortality!

The treasure is in front of me and cannot be brought back. Who can understand this kind of pain? Who can understand?

Hateful, hateful, hateful, really hateful!

Xuantian Demon Sect, please wait for me!

When the real body senses that something happened to the clone and understands the whole story, it will come down to the next world as soon as possible at all costs.

The semi-immortal weapon is his, the mysterious battle formation is his, and all the secrets hidden by the Xuantian Demon Sect are his!

boom. ． ． ． ． ．

The war spear collided with the palm, making a deafening sound.

The terrifying power fully bloomed, the divine power was washed away, the huge Divine Sword Star suddenly shattered, and the boundless radius turned into nothingness.

Gu Qingyang's palm was instantly defeated and shattered by the Black Dragon's invincible war spear.

But the war spear moved forward unabated, its momentum unabated, and it stabbed straight at Gu Qingyang.

Gu Qingyang looked horrified. Facing death, even the saint's clone could not deal with it calmly.

"what!"

As the war spear approached, Gu Qingyang's screams disappeared in a flash.

In the boundless chaos, fluorescent blood was spilled.

The saint's clone, the half-saint's body, was unable to block the black dragon's shocking spear, and fell neatly.

The nine members of the Xuantian Demon Sect stopped their hands and stood up.

Xiongba glanced at the place where Gu Qingyang was standing, and said with great energy: "Kill with one strike, the nine poles concentrically kill the gods, the formation is invincible!"

The black dragon put away his war spear and said, "Gather the power of my nine people and multiply it by a hundred thousand times. The power has exceeded that of the early Half-Saint. It is indeed powerful!"

"It is indeed a battle formation that dares to kill gods in the name."

"The only pity is that the Excalibur Star is gone."

Xiong Ba nodded, "There is nothing we can do about it. The power touched by the Semi-Saint is too strong. Let's go, return to the Wuji Realm first, and report to the Lord."

Black Dragon: "Okay."

. . . . . .

The Eight Wildernesses of the Upper Realm, the Western Wilderness of Wanfa, and the Holy Sword Sect.

"Ah...who is it? Who is it? How dare you kill this saint's clone?"

A roar that shook the heavens and the earth suddenly came from the Ten Thousand Spirit Mountains.

In a slightly dark cave, an old man suddenly opened his eyes, and endless sword light burst out from his eyes.

His expression was filled with rage, and his body was like an abyss or an ocean. His unfathomable aura was causing chaos uncontrollably, causing the world to darken.

The old man is none other than Gu Qingyang’s true form!

The moment the clone died, he immediately sensed it, which made him frightened and angry.

That clone that had just entered the semi-saint realm was something he had spent countless efforts cultivating. It was also the key to him breaking through the threshold of a top saint and becoming the most powerful person in the future!

But now, the clone is dead!

All the hard work he had put in for countless years was in vain. No matter how detached his mood was, he could not control his behavior.

"When this saint finds out, I will make you crumble into ashes!"

Gu Qingyang's murderous intent was overflowing, and his expression was so gloomy that he could drip water.

He tried his best to suppress the turbulence in his heart, raised his hands to seal seals, and the magical power spread out.

In a moment, a stream of light that came from nowhere rushed in from outside the cave and did not enter the center of his eyebrows.

Gu Qingyang's body trembled and he put down his hands.

"What? How is this possible?"

For a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and his angry expression turned into horror, as if he had learned something he couldn't believe.

"The boundless starry sky, Xuantian Demon Sect!"

"Eighteen complete semi-immortal weapons!"

"Nine Dao-killing ants activate a battle formation capable of killing half-saints!"

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, it's really good!"

Gu Qingyang was lost for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses, and the horror on his face completely turned into ecstasy.

There is no doubt that he has learned the details of the clone's death.

There are still eighteen pieces of complete semi-immortal weapons!

In the face of this unprecedented opportunity, he would be willing to lose not only one clone, but thousands of clones.

Because of immortality!

The semi-immortal weapon means the illusory and immortal immortal!

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingyang would have the opportunity to come into contact with the secret of immortality in this life!

OK, OK!

"Pass this holy decree, use all the resources of the Holy Sword Sect, and collect resources from the lower realms as quickly as possible at all costs!"

"I want to go to the lower world!"

Gu Qingyang suppressed the excitement in his heart and issued the order.

Wanting to reach the lower realm is not that simple.

There is some kind of natural resistance between the two barriers. The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to pass through, and a lot of preparation is required.

Especially for a high-level saint like him to go to the lower realm, the price he pays is not small.

But for Gu Qingyang, as long as he can get those semi-immortal weapons, any price is worth it.

. . . . . .

The Promise Realm, the Temple of Heaven.

"The Holy Spirit of the Ancestral Temple is here!"

"Summoned a semi-saint-level clone from Bahuang!"

Ji Wushang couldn't help but frowned when he heard Black Dragon's report.

This is not good news.

The holy operation of Excalibur City has undoubtedly verified the suspicions in my heart.

The major transcendences are indeed connected with Bahuang!

It's okay to have contact, but it's a big problem to be able to directly call down the Half-Saint master.

This time a semi-saint came, will a real saint come directly next time?

When the true saint comes, even if he has a semi-immortal weapon and an unparalleled battle formation, Ji Wushang doesn't feel that he has the slightest power to compete.

After all, a true saint is on a completely different level than a half-saint.

On the side, the Giant Tiger Ancestor seemed to notice Ji Wushang's worries and asked aloud: "Master, are you worried that the transcendent forces from all sides will contact more powerful people to come from the lower world?"

Ji Wushang nodded, "Exactly."

The Giant Tiger Ancestor smiled and said: "Actually, the master doesn't need to worry at all in the short term."

"Huh?" Ji Wushang looked at the giant tiger ancestor.

The giant tiger ancestor continued: "You don't know something. There is a chasm between the Eight Wastelands and the boundless starry sky. It is not that easy to cross."

"Especially for people with strong cultivation, it is extremely difficult to figure it out."

Ji Wushang was stunned, "Is there such a thing?"

The giant tiger ancestor bowed, "I dare not deceive my master."

"That's great." Ji Wushang immediately smiled, "Black Dragon, do you hear that? You don't have to worry about anything in the short term. Speed ​​up the attack."

The Black Dragons and others responded in a deep voice: "I obey, my lord!"