Supreme Immortal Demon

The Demon Cult Palace Master was furious, and the bloody evil spirits of the entire Outer Domain were all urged to rise.

Rumble!

Between heaven and earth, bloody evil columns appeared, reaching the sky and the earth, steaming and surging!

As Master Mo pulled out the magic knife, millions of evil spirits gathered into one stream, and thousands of blood miasma condensed into a ball, all gathered at the tip of Master Mo's knife.

Huh... Huh...

Above the Outer Domain, the strong wind between heaven and earth suddenly reversed and rushed madly towards the flying mountain.

More than ten miles away, Master Mo's knife had scraped off a layer of rocks, wood and water on the surface of the flying mountain!

Thousands of evil spirits and blood miasma hung above the flying mountain, with heavy knife shadows, and the whole world seemed to have become a knife! Not to mention the flying mountain under the knife, even the vast Outer Domain under the flying mountain could not withstand the power of this knife!

"Such a sword...it's really him!" Xitian Bohou's eyes were filled with dense sword shadows, but he used an invisible sword to test the visible demon sword in front of him.

"Both clones are covered with the skin of demons, but unfortunately, his real body was finally angered, and a sword thought descended on the clones from a distance of billions of miles...it was finally exposed." Emperor Bailong smiled lightly, as if he was not surprised by the identity of Master Mo's real body.

"Although Master Mo is the clone of the Six Star Domain Sword Ancestor, so his power is greatly weakened, but the power of this sword is enough to defeat the 20th to 30th characters on the Emperor's Top 100 List." Xitian Bohou's eyes restrained the sword shadows, and said lightly.

"The best swordsman in the world is the Sword Ancestor. It's a pity that the Sword Ancestor of the Six Stars has a lack of young disciples. It is said that even the second-ranked disciple has been sent out, but he still couldn't do anything to the Fighting Mad Sword Zhao Ruyi."

Emperor Bailong looked deeply at Xitian Bohou and smiled slightly: "I heard that Brother Xitian once went to find Zhao Ruyi, but returned empty-handed. I also heard that Zhao Ruyi has arrived in Tianchenbuzhou and joined the North Pole Emperor. He is highly valued and has been named Sword Lord. He leads a battle group alone. He is on par with the North Pole Prince Yu Youxi... Brother Xitian. It seems that you have been in seclusion for many years, and your prestige and reputation are as good as before. Young geniuses are all heading towards the North Pole Emperor."

"I also heard that Baiyuan Nuhai once spent a lot of money to recruit Zhao Ruyi. He was also rejected. Fellow Daoist Bailong, the legend of you and Luo Chuan breaking out of the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Heaven Tower in the past seems to be forgotten." Xitian Bohou was not willing to be outdone and retorted.

While the two powerful emperors were talking, the magic knife was suspended above Feishan. It caused flying sand and rocks, blood and evil to flow, the sky and the earth changed color, and everything was silent, except for Feishan, which was silent and strangely quiet.

"You dare not take responsibility... rat! Just based on you, you dare to challenge me?"

The Mo Sect Leader's hair and beard were fluttering, his triangular eyes slightly expanded, his sword eyebrows pointed to the sky, revealing a domineering style that did not belong to him.

He did not see any movement, nor did he see how he drew his knife. His knife went straight down, faster than the boundary of heaven and earth, as heavy as the heaven and earth, wrapped in a thick and unparalleled dark blood evil spirit, and chopped towards Feishan!

Before the knife fell, there was a bang, and the ground below Feishan was split into two parts, with two gaps as the boundary, cracking out winding and twisted cracks.

The strange smell of corpses that had been deposited for thousands of years surged up from the depths of the earth, and the ashes flew up, spreading like fog. After rising, it surrounded Feishan from bottom to top.

When this sword was slashed, everyone except Emperor Bailong, Xitian Bohou and Commander Bochi suddenly changed color.

The most drastic changes were the elders and masters of the Demon Cult Palace, as well as the more than 100 demon kings who were besieging the Demon Cult Palace in the distance.

They had followed Master Mo for many years, and they knew that their master was not only very capable, but also had a very mysterious origin, but they never thought that Master Mo would be so powerful.

This sword was comparable to the full strength of the emperors ranked 15th to 20th on the top 100 emperors list, enough to split the ancient battlefield in half.

At this moment, a cloud of blood mist surged from the depths of Feishan.

The blood mist wrapped around the magic knife.

Dinglingling...

The magic knife shattered the blood mist, and it actually made a crisp bell sound, which was strange and unusual.

Just as the onlookers were surprised, suddenly, a thick snake tail was thrown out from the blood mist.

The thickness of the snake tail was actually one-third of the trunk of the Hongmeng giant tree! The length of the snake's tail is comparable to the magic sword of Master Mo! What surprised everyone even more was that the trace of the snake's tail swinging gave rise to a domineering and exquisite sword momentum!

It was not only the morality of the sword, but also contained a mysterious and exquisite skill: faster than the boundary of heaven and earth, heavier than the power of heaven and earth, and more accurate, even if there was a mosquito, it could cut off the tiniest hair on its head with one knife!

The swing of the snake's tail was fast, heavy, and accurate.

Master Mo, Emperor Bailong, and Xitian Bohou, all three of them had a gleam of light in their eyes at the same time, surprised, astonished, and at the same time a little bit of unbelievable.

The sword path hidden in the swing of the snake's tail was exactly the signature move of Zhao Ruyi, the sword genius who had risen strongly in the Nine Heavens World in recent years with a lightning speed!

In less than a ten-millionth of a second, the snake's tail and the magic sword collided heavily!

Boom!

A loud noise was heard, and its sound was comparable to the thunder of the emperor-level heavenly tribulation!

With Feishan as the core, the mountains, rivers, plains, abysses, and valleys of the entire central ancient battlefield were all flattened by the residual force of the collision between the two, shattered into powder, and razed to the ground.

Above Feishan, where the snake tail and the magic knife collided, a crack opened up that reached the deepest part of the void!

Countless void beasts crawled out of it, and before they had time to show off their power, they were crushed to pieces by the blade of the magic knife and the huge force of the snake's tail, and turned into broken bones and flesh, flying towards the flying mountain.

In another moment, the snake tail and the magic knife were quickly retracted!

The magic knife escaped for more than ten miles and fell back into the hands of Leader Mo. Leader Mo's body swayed, his eyebrows drooped, his eyes drooped, and his domineering and unparalleled grace disappeared.

The snake's tail also flickered, falling back into the flying mountain, and immediately became silent again.

Until the crack in the void above Feishan closed and the breath gradually dispersed, everyone's hearts were still hanging.

Even though it was a single move, it was able to shock the masters present below the emperor level. It's just too huge. Including Emperor Fusheng, their eyes were widened and glazed over, and their brows were frowning and relaxing, but they were calculating and evolving the previous move of the two people.

Leader Mo held a knife in one hand and clenched his hand into a fist. He stared at the flying mountain more than ten miles away. After a long while, he opened his teeth and said, "Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another ball of blood mist rose from the flying mountain. Erupt like a spring. In the blink of an eye, a large lake of steaming blood and bubbling blood formed above Feishan.

Looking at the blood lake, many people were startled. It just felt like deja vu.

After a blink of an eye. The largest mass of blood bubbles in the center of the blood pool began to float. It cracked in mid-air, revealing the True Monarch of Heavenly Snake sitting cross-legged inside.

Buzz!

Ninety-nine percent of the monks from the Demon Cult Palace had their heads ringing, and they looked at the strange and domineering snake man in shock. My mind was in turmoil.

"It's you!"

Leader Mo was also surprised, and his thoughts were running rapidly, but before he could recover, a chuckle sounded from behind him.

"Yes, it's us."

On the giant Hongmeng tree, on the branches close to the crown, and in the middle branch between the east and west ends, a middle-aged man wearing a blue Taoist robe appeared at some point.

He seemed to have just appeared, and it seemed that he had been there for a long time. He seemed to be standing, and he seemed to be in the midst of some extremely fast movement.

Because it was so fast, it looked like he was standing.

True Lord Heavenly Snake! Luo Chuan! Luo Shiqi!

These three names instantly appeared in the minds of everyone present!

Except for the White Dragon Emperor, who slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a hint of a successful smile, and let out a long sigh of relief. The rest of the people, whether it was Bohou of Xitian, Master Mo, Emperor Fusheng, Commander Bochi, or Nanli, Yu Youtian, all had incredible expressions on their faces!

Everyone still remembers that Luo Shiqi had obviously been killed, and Luo Chuan also escaped with the seriously injured Lord Tian She. Although this pair of father and son has surprised people, they are already out of the game.

Who would have thought that in just ten days, the living Luo Shiqi and the True Monarch Tian Snake, who had made great progress in cultivation, would return to the ancient central battlefield and almost kill the Demon Sect Palace with one move.

Ding!

The familiar sound of copper coins sounded.

The hearts of the demon monks trembled.

clang!

The sound of copper coins falling was followed by a human head flying high into the air!

On the huge Hongmeng tree, in front of the elders and masters of the Demon Sect Palace, stood a body with a missing head. In mid-air, just as the severed head of Leader Mo was about to fall back onto his neck, a copper coin with a broad head fell from the sky, taking the lead and occupying the position above his neck.

Snapped!

The head fell, and before it reached the neck, it was crushed into pieces by the black light rising from the copper coin.

No one made a sound, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the blue robe. Almost at the same time as he was cutting off the head of Leader Mo, Luo Shiqi came to Commander Bo Chi.

Ding! Ding!

There was a sound of two copper coins clashing!

Luo Shiqi and Bo Chi faced each other, and a life-threatening copper coin jumped out of their hands at the same time!

"Teacher, the student is back." Luo Shiqi said with an indifferent tone, cold eyes, and a decisive demeanor.

The words fell with a clang.

The two men each held a copper coin in their palms. One was intact and the other was shattered.

"How did you do it?" Commander Bochi stared blankly at the shattered copper coin in his palm. His face was pale and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. After a while, he said: "This is impossible."

After the words fell, Commander Bochi's body trembled violently, he staggered back, his face turned yellow and gloomy.

Shock! In addition to shock, there is only shock!

Leader Mo's head was cut off with one move, and Commander Bo Chi was seriously injured with a copper coin. Ten days later, Luo Shiqi came back from the dead, shocking everyone including the White Dragon Emperor.

"Impossible... you should be dead. You... you actually broke through." Commander Bo Chi, supported by the other four Youyou envoys, stood tremblingly, looked at Luo Shiqi, and said with difficulty.

Luo Shiqi stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe swaying, and his long hair flowing. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Feishan, moved his lips, and whispered: "Because I have a good son." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, The novel is better and updated faster!