Underground palace.
Dongfang Mo roared repeatedly.
He witnessed with his own eyes that Qing Yunxian was beaten to death on the Dao battlefield. He could only sigh and sigh.
At this moment, he felt "empathy", no, he felt that he was worse off than Qing Yunxian!
A hundred-foot-long god and demon with four heads and eight arms, purple robes and golden armor, with an angry look.
Holding axes, bows and arrows, halberds, divine swords, imperial bells, muskets, fuses, divine seals... they attack in turn, as if eight gods and demons are fighting with themselves!
What made Dongfang Mo even more devastated was that this round of attacks was probably because there were too many arms. When two or three arms launched an attack, the other arms couldn't get in!
"How could you possibly break through the upper limit of Liuyun Continent!"
"How could there be such a powerful Dharma in this world!"
"Qing Xuantian, no, this is not the power that Qing Xuantian can have at all! Not even in the demon world, fairy world, demon world, or underworld!"
"This is the power that belongs to the battlefield of the avenue!"
"Is there a secret left behind by Qing Yunxian in this Sky-Suppressing Black Ruler Sword?"
Dongfang Mo's eyes were full of greed and desire.
Just a black ruler sword caused Qingyun Xian to end up like this. After he took the opportunity to pick it up, his demonic soul immediately transformed and escaped to the mortal world with the black ruler.
But this Dharma form is far stronger than the Black Ruler Sword!
"No, this is not your Dharma image!"
Dongfang Mo looked at Changqing in shock. He suddenly realized that Changqing was still Changqing, but when he looked at the Baizhang God and Demon, he felt even more palpitating!
This dharma image actually has a will of its own!
How can this be?
"Nonsense, do I still need to practice the Dharma?" Chang Qing's spiritual thoughts moved, and the divine flames of the gun swept across the audience.
The divine flames burned out all the demonic energy, and the spearhead, which bloomed with golden flames and divine light, pierced Dongfang Mo's chest directly.
He didn't continue to advance, but just tapped the tip of the spear and almost cut Dongfang Mo in half!
It’s true that Lord Tianpeng’s gun is too big!
The demonic energy was constantly disintegrating. Dongfang Mo looked at the giant divine flame spear in front of him with despair on his face.
He has no unwillingness. He knows that even if he is in the heaven, even if he is in the fairy world, even if he is on the battlefield of the avenue, he will still be vulnerable to such gods and demons.
"What kind of secret is this that can show such power?"
Dongfang Mo looked at Changqing.
"This is the man above me."
Changqing raised the corner of his mouth, "Maybe you can make the Zhentian Black Ruler Sword recognize its master, but you just need to feel this kind of power. This is a power you will never get."
"Why?"
Dongfang Mo stared at Changqing.
"Because he doesn't protect you."
Chang Qing said with a smile, withdrew the magic spear and pressed his fingers lightly.
The divine seal was like the sky falling. Dongfang Mo's heart was in danger and he shouted loudly.
"The Demonic Ancestor Divine Dragon Art is unparalleled in the world, and the body is the strongest! Even if you have power beyond the realm of gods and humans, even if you have the power of the realm of divine transformation, don't even think about killing me!"
Dongfang Mo couldn't hide the panic in his heart. Demonic energy surged out of his body, condensing on his body surface and turning into pieces of dragon scales.
It is harder than the dragon scales of the Bishui Hanjiao, and its solid body is as strong as a spiritual treasure.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
Dongfang Mo's body was directly knocked down ten feet.
The solid rock underground collapsed and exploded, and the divine seal shattered all the demonic dragon scales on Dongfang Mo's body, causing his flesh and bone body to almost turn into pulp.
"The realm of transformation into gods is so strong?"
Changqing narrowed her eyes slightly.
The combat prowess of Yao Ren may be different, but their realm is one level higher than their own.
The presence of True Lord Tianpeng was limited by Changqing's own cultivation, and he was now only at the third level of the Divine Transformation Realm.
But Changqing could tell that the magic skills practiced by Dongfang Mo were different from those of Fang Tian, Fang Lin, Zhao Zhen, and Wei Lianxing.
Be more profound and stronger.
But facing the arrival of True Lord Tianpeng, he was actually so vulnerable.
"Ka!" Dongfang Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood. He felt that his soul was almost shaken into nothingness.
Blood was flowing all over his body, and he could feel every inch of his muscles and bones being shattered, and every piece of flesh and blood being shattered.
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
Dongfang Mo couldn't believe or didn't want to believe that when he stepped into the battlefield of Dao Dao, he would be defeated so miserably.
He is worse than Qingyunxian!
The power of Demon Ancestor Divine Dragon Art was repairing his severe injuries.
But Dongfang Mo understood that his death had come.
However, death did not come as promised.
Dongfang Mo's eyes gradually lit up.
His heart was beating uncontrollably, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
Dongfang Mo thought to himself: "Chang Qing has such a secret, he can kill me easily. In fact, in this short battle, he had no less than ten opportunities to kill me, but he didn't."
"He's not testing my strength. He won't get any experience at all from such a crushing battle."
"He's not humiliating me. To him, it's not necessary at all."
"Why didn't he kill me?"
Dongfang Mo quickly thought of his previous conversation with Zhao Zhen. The real Dongfang Mo has not been erased yet!
Dongfang Mo's mouth turned into a sinister smile.
Immortal? Sure enough, all naive and naive ones are the same!
This is the case with Qingyunxian, and the same is true with Changqing!
snort! I can't get your power? If I take away your body, everything you have will be mine!
The Sky-Suppressing Black Ruler Sword?
No! I want this great secret!
Dongfang Mo still maintained his angry attitude. He rose into the sky again. He knew that Chang Qing would not kill him because he wanted to wipe out all the demonic energy in him!
However, Dongfang Mo thought that he still had a backup plan, which was enough for him to fight back, turn defeat into victory, and turn the tide!
"boom!"
There was another explosion, and Dongfang Mo was knocked back to the ground again.
It flew up again and again and was knocked down again and again.
Time after time, he gathered the demonic energy and was defeated again and again.
Dongfang ink is like a piece of ore being smelted by Evergreen.
The divine seal continued to forge him, and finally eliminated all the demonic energy from his body.
At this time, Dongfang Mo's body could no longer exert any strength.
He was lying on the ground, dying, but his eyes were getting brighter.
Seeing Changqing disarming the giant statue of gods and demons, Dongfang Mo's lips raised slightly.
Changqing walked into the huge pit of the underground court and came to Dongfang Mo.
Dongfang Mo wanted to pretend to be angry and try hard to gather strength again, but there was no need to pretend to be angry, and the strength really couldn't be condensed.
"What's so good about immortality? It's just a high-sounding thing that satisfies oneself. If you can see clearly, you will gain far more than before."
Dongfang Mo could hardly lift his eyelids, and his eyes never left Chang Qing's body.
"you're right."
Changqing nodded.
Dongfang Mo was surprised.
"Actually, you and I are similar." Changqing raised his head and felt the shattered court hall on the ground with his spiritual sense. The two-in-one Sealing Heaven and Earth Suppressor was still intact.
"I'd like to hear the details." Dongfang Mo was really curious.
This immortal seemed to be different from all the immortals he had seen.
