The Art of the Great Sword

"Don't be complacent!"

"If we can destroy the Supreme Dao, we can definitely destroy your Jueqing Dao!"

"Now my demon clan's soul-destroying formation has been successfully arranged. We just need to activate the formation. All the cultivators within the formation will die!"

Perhaps realizing that they could not escape the current predicament, the demon clan that was taken into the treasure bottle immediately threatened Wuyi Taoist.

As the head of Jueqing Dao, Wuyi Taoist had the obligation to protect Jueqing Dao.

When she heard the threat of the demon clan cultivator, she said calmly: "You don't have to worry about this."

"Although the spiritual pattern formation arranged by the demon clan is very good, don't forget that this is Jueqing Dao!"

After saying this, she moved her mind and intensified the refining power in the treasure bottle seal.

A series of shrill screams came from the treasure bottle. After the demon clan that was taken into the treasure bottle felt the destruction of this refining power, he regretted it!

It was a torment. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he felt that Wuyi Daoist would never give him any chance to beg for mercy.

After a struggle, he was silent.

The demon was completely refined. When he died, Jueqing Daoist Master dispersed the treasure bottle and replaced it with a black pill.

The pill exuded a rich fragrance, giving people the feeling of a reincarnation elixir.

The cultivators in the hall felt refreshed just by smelling the fragrance of the pill.

Wuyi Daoist swallowed the pill in one gulp, and then she said: "Attack with all your strength and crush the formation!"

The other cultivators in the hall were actually shocked after seeing what Jueqing Daoist Master was doing now.

The pill was left behind by a demon cultivator after his death.

To some extent, the pill represented the demon who died in the hands of Wuyi Daoist.

That was a fresh life, but she swallowed the pill directly, which was equivalent to eating a demon!

The cruel method of Wuyi Taoist made the cultivators present terrified.

So much so that when they heard the order conveyed by Wuyi Taoist, they had to use all their strength to deal with the formation that covered the headquarters of Jueqing Dao.

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Fang Qingyang walked in the territory of Taishang Dao, and the demons were all destroyed wherever he passed.

Not long after, almost all the demons in the territory of Taishang Dao were wiped out by him.

However, the token in his hand reminded him that the demons had not been completely resolved, and the entire inner world was full of demons.

After these demons escaped from Taishang Dao, they scattered in various places in the inner world.

If it weren't for the token in his hand that could accurately point out the location of the demons, it would be absolutely difficult for him to kill all the demons in the inner world.

At this time, he had already come to a magnificent river.

This river, called the Boundary River, is the border between the Supreme Dao and the Jueqing Dao.

As long as you cross this Boundary River, you will belong to the territory of the Jueqing Dao.

"There are so many demons hiding in the Boundary River?"

Fang Qingyang stood in front of the Boundary River. The token in his hand told him that there were many demons in this Boundary River.

Without any hesitation, Fang Qingyang entered the Boundary River with the Dragon Emperor Sword.

The Boundary River is dangerous. If you don't reach the Samsara Realm, you can't cross the river easily.

But for Fang Qingyang, this danger is relatively weak.

When he took the initiative to enter the Boundary River, he launched another massacre against the demons.

The token given to him by the Great Terror always allows him to accurately find those hidden demon cultivators.

Wherever he passes, all demons have nowhere to hide.

As time goes by, the demons hiding in the Boundary River are almost eliminated by him.

When he found the last demon according to the token's guidance, the demon seemed to be waiting for his arrival.

"Isn't it enough to kill so many monks in my heaven?"

The demon monk sat cross-legged at the bottom of the boundary river.

Around him was a space that was isolated from the river.

This demon monk looked no different from the human race. Except for the rolling demonic energy on his body, he did not give people the feeling of a demon.

Fang Qingyang looked at the demon monk and said, "How can it be enough if I don't destroy all of you?"

The demons scattered in the inner world were a training item given to him by the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword.

Killing all the demons scattered in the inner world is Fang Qingyang's training.

He wants to complete his training, so it is his mission to kill all the demons that invaded the inner world.

When the demon cultivator heard Fang Qingyang's response, he said, "Your fighting power is not that great. Any cultivator in my heaven can crush you with the cultivation level of the second calamity reincarnation realm."

"You rely on those strange weapons in your hands."

"You have placed those weapons in your own small world, right? Now see if your small world can still be used?"

Fang Qingyang's face changed slightly when he heard this.

He looked at the demon in front of him and said, "Can you seal my small world?"

He really couldn't sense his own small world.

He didn't feel anything unusual in the space he was in.

But the small world cannot be opened. What is going on?

Before Fang Qingyang asked his doubts, the demon monk said: "There are always many methods in this world that the monks have never seen."

"You think you are knowledgeable, but you don't know that this is just the idea of ​​a frog in the well."

The demon looked at Fang Qingyang with a smile, with an expression of victory.

Fang Qingyang looked at the demon in front of him and said: "Even if the small world cannot be opened, I can still kill you without relying on those weapons."

Hearing this, the demon who stopped Fang Qingyang chuckled.

"Power always makes people lose themselves."

"Too many members of heaven died in your hands, causing you to misjudge your own strength!"

The voice of the demon monk fell, and he suddenly pinched a spell in his hand.

In an instant, a thunder sounded out of thin air, and crossed the distance of space, killing Fang Qingyang directly.

The thunder was terrifying, and it felt like annihilating everything.

Facing the thunder, Fang Qingyang used the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand without hesitation to move forward and slash at the thunder.

Boom...

The thunder roared, and as soon as the two touched each other, a breathtaking power erupted, causing the surrounding space to distort.