"This is a flying boat..."
Everyone could clearly see what the black shadow in the sky was.
However, what is even more disappointing is that all the people who come down are strong in the mountain building realm.
Without exception.
"Is the Demon Sect going to really defeat it?"
"Don't stay in this land of right and wrong for long." Some people have already seen the clues and want to run away.
"kill……"
It spread all over the mountains and fields, shaking the entire Kirigakure Mountain.
"Kill with me." The second prince gave the order, and a magical curtain suddenly appeared in the crowd.
His friends, his childhood friends, or his dearest disciples suddenly raised their butcher's knives towards him.
"Kill!" was a simple one-word response.
In an instant, countless people fell into a pool of blood.
Some people even cried out in despair when they were dying: "Why?"
"I want to be on top." They answered simply, because in their hearts, once the second prince succeeds, he will give them more, which their brothers or masters cannot give them.
The world seemed to be going crazy.
There is blood everywhere.
"Kill." Qingfeng performed the mirror of creation with his palm, and with a wave of his hand, countless rules and orders, like heavenly swords, slashed towards the sky in the sky.
"Qingfeng, I've wanted to fight you for a long time..." The Demon Lord was so majestic and his magic power was operating at full power, covering most of the Misty Hidden Mountain, and the demonic flames were rising without any fear.
In the past, the Demon Sect could be said to be a piece of scattered sand, because each one was fighting on its own. Until fifty years ago, a demon lord with ambitious plans appeared. He only used a short two years to integrate the Demon Sect, and even less use it. In five years, the Demon Sect's strength has been improved again and again, and finally reached what it is today.
The Demon Lord is a legend in itself, but compared to Qingfeng, he is still slightly lacking in Liuyun Kingdom, because Qingfeng's identity as the leader of the Kirigakure Sect is enough to make thousands of people admire him.
At this moment, the two legends belonging to Liuyun Kingdom finally collided.
The momentum was astonishing.
boom……
Above the long sky, space is annihilated.
The collision almost destroyed most of the sky.
"Kill me." Almost roaring, the Demon Lord's majesty reached the sky, and there were rules in his long hair, which continued to fall as he waved his fists.
Interpretation of the Mirror of Fortune, this is an artifact that has been in the famous town for thousands of years. Even the Demon Lord cannot shake it for a while, and it can be said to be unbreakable.
"Look at my envoy." The envoy from the Ninth Temple was assisting. Although Yang Ning was not killed in one blow, the envoy from the Ninth Temple did not seem to be in a hurry. A very small mountain appeared between his palms.
But it keeps getting bigger and bigger.
In the blink of an eye, it has turned into a huge mountain.
"That's it!"
After someone eliminated their opponent, they inadvertently looked up and saw the mountain.
"Hell Mountain." A terrifying name, comparable to an artifact, unique to Shadowwind Valley.
"Hell Mountain, legend has it that when the first Valley Master of the Yinfeng Valley was enthroned, he transformed all his foundations into a solid mountain through extensive training. This Valley Master was also the legendary mountain climber in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya for nearly a thousand years. The most recent cultivator..."
Someone explained, trying to clear up everyone's doubts, but they were soon drowned out by shouts of death.
"Hell Mountain, how terrifying..." A strong man sighed, worried about interpreting the Mirror of Creation.
The mountain is majestic, as if it is unreachable, like a divine descending. It is so impressive in the sky that you can even faintly hear the sounds of trenches coming from the top of the mountain.
It was a ghost from hell, shrouding the entire mountain, making it difficult to see its true appearance, and could only make a rough guess.
"Wandering souls from hell, listen to my call." The Nine Palace Envoy's eyes were solemn, and he finally began to practice the mountain body.
Gloomy winds filled the entire sky.
In less than an instant, the originally clear sky seemed to turn into darkness.
"Hell Mountain is coming, and the night is the master."
"I see."
Black became the only color, and everyone felt the terrible aura falling continuously.
"Can you block it?" Even though Yang Ning had the memory of two lifetimes and had astonishing knowledge, at this moment, she finally felt desperate.
Such an arrival is no different from the annihilation of the world.
"This mirror must be broken." As the Nine Palace Envoys practiced, the aura became more and more gloomy, floating next to the mountain, and it was no weaker than the aura coming from Hell Mountain.
The Demon Lord swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger, and the rules and order in his hands continued to impact the divided mirror below.
The people on the flying boat have arrived, and the two of them must break the division formed by the mirror of creation when these people arrive, otherwise these strong men who are supporting them will die.
Above the mirror, astonishing rays of light continued to emit. Many powerful people were hit by the light and fell directly into nothingness.
These rays of light are attacks from Headmaster Qingfeng, which are constantly weakening the Demon Sect's strength.
"Kill." The master uncle of the ancient sword tower finally moved. The sky sword was like lightning, cutting through the night sky. A sword that seemed to be eternal and ancient became the only light in this world.
Reflecting on the entire Kirigakure Mountain, there is a dense murderous intent. Wherever it passes, the sword shines sharply, as if it is about to cut out a peaceful world.
"Amitabha." The divine monk Jiuzi's Buddha's light shines everywhere, actually competing with the night for dominance. The golden Buddha's light is so brilliant that anyone who is illuminated by the Buddha's light will be turned into ashes in an instant, leaving no blood behind.
He repaired his teeth and protected his body with golden light at the same time, crushing a Mountain-Building Realm expert who sneaked up on him with one punch. King Kong was so angry that he bled for thousands of miles.
On the battlefield at this moment, Jian Jue's sword intent forced its way into Yang Ning's body and turned into rainbow light, instantly penetrating the bodies of more than a dozen strong men.
Puff puff...
The blood was colorless in the dark night, pouring like raindrops, wanting to flow down.
Yang Pi's eyes were cold, even colder in the dark night, and he quickly found the area where the Demon Sect disciples were.
The crescent sword seemed to have found a place to vent its anger, blooming in the sky, bursting out with amazing strength, and fell with one strike.
"Be careful." Gui Shangchou exclaimed, immediately dressed in Qing Jia, he went up to meet him.
"Kill!" Yang Zhen also came from another direction, flying the opponent with a square-shaped halberd in his hand, wide open and wide, and no one could get close to him.
As a member of the royal family, especially as the son of the leader of Liuyun Kingdom, the second prince naturally has an extraordinary status, otherwise there would not be so many people working for him.
"Friends of Langya Pavilion, if you don't move now, when will you wait?" No one knew where the voice came from, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on it.
"This is the voice of the Demon Lord. He uses the overhaul as a breakthrough to interpret the mirror of creation. Under the manifest segmentation interface, he is looking for allies for us." The consul of the Demon Sect's eyes turned red, and his eyes were completely enveloped by murderous intent. .
"Demon Lord, you are making a big mistake." Langtian's long hair was tied up high, but at this moment he felt regretful. The reason why Langtian led the disciples of Langya Pavilion to Liuyun Kingdom was because the Demon Lord had contacted Langya Pavilion, hoping that Langya Pavilion could join forces with the Demon Sect to suppress the Wuyin Sect.
But at this moment, Langtian discovered that the Demon Sect not only contacted them, but also became an ally with Yinfeng Valley. Such changes were unexpected by Langtian.
"What do you mean?" The Demon Lord's voice came from above the nine heavens.
"The matters in Yinfeng Valley are not something I can take charge of." Langtian's eyes changed because he was a public enemy of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.
A faint red light floated around Langtian, and he said loudly: "Demon Lord, I, Langya Pavilion, have agreed to work with your Demon Sect to suppress the Wuyin Sect, but Yinfeng Valley is not my ally, so..."
"So what?" The Demon Lord's voice already contained anger.
"I cannot be associated with you." Lang Tian expanded his momentum and killed one of the second princes in the crowd with one blow, making his stance clear.
Langtian finally understood that this time the competition between the five sects was basically a conspiracy between the Demon Sect and Yinfeng Valley, a big conspiracy to capture the Wuyin Sect.
Otherwise, there would be no Hell Mountain, otherwise there would be no second prince of Liuyun Kingdom, let alone a proper flying boat.
"Kill!" Langtian finally chose to side with Wuyinmen.
"Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs and seventy-two Earthly Demons are coming." The voice of the Nine Palace Envoys resounded throughout the nine heavens and echoed in the endless night sky, as if it was an ancient and mysterious melody.
As soon as the sound stopped, one hundred and eight strong men, like one hundred and eight streams of light, descended from the nine heavens.
"Down!"
Rumble…
The earth shook.
Hell Mountain finally moved, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on its top.
The sinister atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.
"Are you down?" Yang Ning stood up on the battlefield. The Chengyi Sword in his hand appeared again. His long hair had long been scattered when he was fighting with Yinhun. The blood stains on his green shirt were faintly visible in the sword light. Under the illumination, there is a hint of penetration.
"The ghost is really lingering..." Yang Ning was a little speechless, because wherever he went, there seemed to be traces of Yinfeng Valley.
"It's just that this time, it seems a little different..." Yang Ning said to himself, and soon discovered the sword energy left by Jian Jue, and his expression condensed.
This is a sword intent similar to leaving a note.
"Remember, you must survive. The Killing Sword is still waiting for you."
"Are you going to fight to the death?" Yang Ning has not experienced the turmoil in Yinfeng Valley, but from the perspective of contact with Yinfeng Valley, the cultivation method is indeed a bit appalling.
"It seems that this sinister-like technique is not popular wherever it goes..." Yang Ning jumped off the fighting platform.
"kill!"
But then Liu Feng's cry of death was heard.
Yang Ning raised his head and wanted to stare at the sky, but found that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the sky.
"It seems that I am going to be targeted by Yinfeng Valley." Yang Ning is self-aware because he killed Yinhun.
Yang Ning has long known the identity of Yin Hun, the young master of Yin Feng Valley.
This is a blood feud, and it is impossible for Yinfeng Valley to give up.
"Then kill." Yang Ning's sword rolled, and three swords struck the three of them from different angles in an instant.
Click, click, click...
The terrifying and terrifying sound is even scarier than the coming of the doomsday.
Hell Mountain finally fell and collided with the Deduction Mirror.
At the same time, there was a crashing sound from the collision point.
"Is it broken?"
"broken?"
Falling into a brief state of stagnation, everyone just felt like hell was coming. The aura of fear was breathtaking and frightening.
At this moment, all the cultivators on Wuyin Mountain felt the terrifying pressure, and felt that the sea of consciousness was rolling and extremely gloomy.
"kill!"
Above the long sky, strong men are constantly coming.
The auras of one hundred and eight fearful people descended like ghosts from hell.
"kill!"
"Someone killed the young master, and the young master must be avenged." The voice was extremely loud, it was the envoy of the Nine Palaces coming from above the sky, and it was the eyes that Yang Ning felt.
"Avenge the young master." The voice seemed to come from hell. One hundred and eight strong men instantly locked onto Yang Ning and flew over.
"Unbridled." Jian Jue struck out with his sword, as if it was about to cut through the world, and passed through the sky.
