Angry and humiliated, Makino activated his supreme killing technique, and a terrifying vision appeared behind him. He was filled with murderous intent in the void, like a god of war.
As fighting spirit surged, the void exploded, and the tide of destruction swept everything.
This half-step demon elixir master showed terrifying strength when he took action, and even Lu Xuanji's eyes lit up.
The person in front of me is arrogant, but he also has the ability to be arrogant.
"Human slaves, geniuses are of no use. I want to devour you, the descendants of the Qinglong line. The Demon Ancestor has come to rule the mountains and rivers!" At the moment when Muye Huang developed his unique skills, the phantom behind him became real. It is a black tiger with a king's pattern on its head, the sun, moon and stars at its feet, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation behind it.
Only the great demons who have ascended to the immortal world are qualified to be called demon ancestors.
Boom boom boom!
The vast zhenqi condensed and turned into a supreme demon city, with three words "City of Ten Thousand Demons" engraved on it. There was a demon monk walking inside. It was like a human town, prosperous and lively. The civilization of the demon clan is performed inside.
"The bloodline of the Demon Ancestor is indeed extraordinary!"
Lu Xuanji was calculating in his mind. The light of glazed glass was flashing on his body. The verses of the [Pure Yang Sutra] were flashing. Each font was flowing in his mind. What he didn't understand in the past was now gradually understood. .
At this moment, the vision was activated and evolved into a pure sun.
The pure sun is changing. It is no longer a pure vision, but runes are grouped together, densely packed, evolving into a bright white sun, with a vague figure floating inside.
The pure sun fell in the sky and hit the City of Ten Thousand Demons, causing the city to shatter on the spot.
kill!
Lu Xuanji took a deep breath, his speed was soaring, his whole body was exploding, his breath was like the sea, and the great road was in his body, his body was shaking slightly, his shadow was everywhere in the place, and his cultivation was a terrifying mess.
The fist blasted out.
Hitting the body of the banshee, the body of the banshee shattered into pieces.
Another hit on a demon cultivator, the demon cultivator died.
After more than ten punches in a row, these monsters were killed one after another.
"Be bold!"
Muye Huang felt a bit of pressure, as if he was facing an old antique.
After activating the magic weapon, golden armor suddenly appeared on the body. Armor leaves appeared on the body one by one, and a square-shaped halberd appeared on the palm of the hand. Along with the appearance of this great halberd, colorful rays of light flashed in the void.
This is a fourth-grade magic weapon, and it is also a natal magic weapon that perfectly suits oneself.
There are streaks of evil energy on it, and countless human souls are entangled in it. In order to sacrifice this long sword, I don’t know how many human beings died. It only shook slightly, and the smell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood came from it.
"In order to refine this great halberd, I killed millions of human beings in blood sacrifice. Now I will use your blood to spearhead this great halberd!"
With a stroke of the halberd in the hand of the animal husbandry, it was as if the world was created, and murderous intent swept in, turning into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, turning into an endless wave of blood, sweeping in and suppressing it.
Lu Xuanji stepped forward and punched it.
Bang!
The fist hit the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the evil spirit on it was melted, and the resentful human souls inside disappeared.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"
The fighting spirit of Makino is boiling, "The bloodline of the Demon Ancestor cannot be blasphemed. The stronger you are, the more you will stimulate the fighting spirit in my heart and promote the improvement of my life essence."
"Too weak! The king is not proud of his bloodline, but the descendants of the king are proud of their bloodline... I am destined to become a stalwart existence comparable to the demon ancestors and Tao Lord. As for you, you are destined to be just a descendant of the demon clan!" Lu Xuanji stepped forward, the aura surging all over his body.
His expression became more and more indifferent, and he scratched, shook, and tore with his hands.
Chi!
Mu Yehuang's right arm was torn open, and blood was scattered on the ground.
"kill!"
Mu Yehuang endured the pain of a broken arm, his body was burning with rolling flames, his fighting spirit was boiling, and his broken arm grew back again, and it was stronger than before.
Buzz!
The spurge that fell to the ground was trembling violently and roaring loudly before falling into the hands of the animal husbandry again.
The halberd flashed and struck down.
"Too weak!"
Lu Xuanji only said two words.
"Pure Yang Wuji Fist!"
The pure Yang Qi in the body is condensing, condensing on the fist, and blasting out.
Bang bang!
The euphorbia broke off on the spot, and another punch hit Mu Yehuang's body. The upper half of the supreme demon's body was beaten to pulp, and his broken body turned into a streak of light. He was about to run away, but It was suppressed by a big cauldron, and was taken into it for refining.
"I awakened the demon ancestor's bloodline...how could I die!"
In the Tiantian Cauldron, Hu Yehuang was struggling, his broken body was condensing, and his body's aura was rising steadily, like an invincible god of war, seeming to break the shackles and escape.
"You are proud of the bloodline of the Demon Ancestor, but that Demon Ancestor is not proud of the bloodline. Back then, it was just an ordinary black tiger, and it was just by chance that it embarked on the path of cultivating demons. It was also a lucky chance that it received a bit of luck from heaven and earth. Just ascended to immortality!" Lu Xuanji said calmly, activating the Pure Yang True Fire to burn everything.
The fire is burning and melting everything.
The so-called struggle is more of the resistance of the weak. The voice is getting lower and lower, and the resistance is getting weaker and weaker.
"Haha, I'm only the eighteenth on the list of demon kings... there will be demon clan geniuses who will kill you!" Mu Yehuang shouted unwillingly.
"I am waiting!"
Lu Xuanji said calmly.
Boom boom boom!
The pure Yang true fire is burning, completely refining and killing the enemy. As for the drop of purple-gold blood in the cauldron, it is the blood of the demon ancestor.
After killing the animal husbandry, Lu Xuanji returned to Ziyang Mountain and sealed the cave with his figure flashing.
Suddenly, the aura on his body dropped, and he no longer had the tyranny of the past. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Muyehuang is really powerful. If he hadn't used the Huatian Armor to amplify himself, he might not have been able to kill him!"
At this moment, the Huatian Armor disappeared and entered the dantian. Lu Xuanji took a Nirvana Pill and began to treat his injuries.
An hour later, the injury had recovered to the eighth level.
At this moment, there was a noise at the door of the cave, and Lu Xuanji stepped forward to open the door of the cave.
There is such a woman standing at the door, with a graceful and graceful aura, and a graceful and graceful appearance, with the fresh air of vegetation, she is Qinglian.
In terms of breath, Qinglian is already a Nascent Soul, and in terms of combat power, she is not inferior to the original one.
When Jin Xi successfully overcame the tribulation and realized the Nascent Soul, his clone Qinglian also entered the Yuanying. There was no need to transcend the tribulation because Jin Xi had already suffered the catastrophe of the clone.
"Where is Xi'er?"
Lu Xuanji Q&A.
"True Lord Xiyue has arrived at the front line to confront the Golden Crow Demon King?"
Qinglian said.
"The Golden Crow Demon Emperor is at the sixth level of Nascent Soul. If he takes action, can Xi'er withstand it?" Lu Xuanji asked worriedly.
"Zhenjun Xiyue has just passed through the Enlightenment Nascent Soul. Compared with such a veteran Nascent Soul, he is far behind. Naturally, he is no match for the Golden Crow Demon Emperor, but he is not afraid of the Golden Crow Demon Emperor either!" Qinglian said with a smile: " If the Golden Crow Demon Emperor takes action against True Lord Xiyue, other Nascent Souls of the human race will inevitably take action, and other Demon Emperors will also take action, and eventually it will evolve into a war between the two sides, and the rhythm of the war will be completely out of control... No one can bear the price of a war out of control."
"The purpose of launching the beast tide is to resolve one's own calamity, rather than trigger the calamity in advance. The true king of the human race and the demon emperor of the demon race are much more afraid of death than imagined."
