Heaven, earth, wind, thunder, mountain, Ze, water and fire.

Eight kinds of objects gather together and condense into one point, which seems to make the world return to the ancient times.

The boundless, grand and heavy artistic conception of power blocks the sword of emperor Jian.

To destroy the common people, the awe inspiring sword will destroy the eight trigrams together.

But the eight trigrams meet, constantly changing.

The sword will eventually become the end of a strong crossbow, and it will be difficult to move forward if there is no follow-up force.

Yan Mingkong, the female emperor, stood still in the same place. Four unique skills were fused together to form the ultimate defense. Shengsheng fought against the sword, the strongest sword in his life!

She flicked her hands forward.

Wang Jian's figure drifted back out of the night sky.

Yan Ming blank jade like face, green and red two gas alternating a flash, and then restore as usual.

She looked at Wang Jian and nodded slowly: "it's really stronger than before. In terms of attack, you are better than Li Yuanlong."

Wang Jian looked solemn and didn't go on.

He just looks at Yan Mingkong.

It seems that there are people who have more chapters, but generally not too many. People's time experience is limited after all.

Among the people with all eight characters, only Yan Mingkong, the first one in Zhuque hall, is the only one in the demon sect.

"In the history of this religion, there have been people who have completed all the chapters of the Eight Character Classic of the ancient times." Su Wei said in a deep voice: "but it's just as the foundation of cultivation. There has never been such a new change."

He let out a long breath: "that's her own creation!"

It is said that in order to win over the demon emperor, the empress created her own sword technique as a breakthrough.

But now I don't see the shadow of the sword, but I see a new defensive skill.

Is it true that the rumor is wrong? In fact, this is the unique skill of the empress to press the bottom of the box?

Or does she have another sword besides this one?

However, it seems that Wang Jian can't make her show more.

Although they belong to different camps, a group of young people of the demon sect look serious when they look at the big leader standing in the same place in mid air.

Outside the main hall, a group of yuan Laopai's elders were also shocked.

"Second brother, you already know?" Chai Han, the fourth elder, looks at Yan Zhao, the second elder.

Yan Zhao nodded at first, then shook his head slightly: "I'm also surprised. Last time I saw you, I didn't feel as round as I am now

Five elder Tan Yunsheng said slowly: "in the case of the combination of the four unique skills, it's better to defend with all one's strength than the immortal devil in the same realm!"

"If the sword she prepared could be more powerful than Wang Jian..." The Third Elder Wang Mo Feng took a look at Yanzhao.

Yan Zhao quietly looked at the void in the distance and did not speak.

Wang Mo Feng takes his eyes back.

In theory, a person who practices the blood of demons in heaven can simultaneously practice the changing sun Dharma, the Da RI Jin Shen of Da RI Tian Wang Jue and the impermanence of yin and Qing of Taiyin Sutra.

However, when the power of demonic blood reaches the extreme, it repels other unique skills, and can't use other unique skills when using demonic immortality.

As Yan Zhao said before, Chen Hanhai, the old leader, should be most thankful that his son is better than his father.

Otherwise, today's Yan Mingkong has shown a stronger momentum than Chen Hanhai.

It is the first case in the 800 year history since the establishment of HaoTu ancient Shinto in China.

Those who don't cultivate the blood of the heavenly demons are superior to the blood of the heavenly demons!

A fruit of the demon blood tree can no longer determine the fate of two people

If the people of the demon sect are in a complicated mood, they are extremely depressed on the right side of the Middle Earth.

"Mr. Wang Jushi just now, for a moment, I almost thought that it was the master of Tao Pavilion, but the master of Tao pavilion's sword was magnificent, and the sword of Mr. Wang Jushi was all about destruction." Liu Yunzi said in a low voice, "the sword of the elder Jiandi broke through the limit and was extremely powerful. However, the consumption of this kind of Kendo must be huge. I don't know how many swords he can make." Si huaifei's face was worried: "if the empress can take this sword, there will be the devil king at the same time..."

Everyone's sight, involuntarily from Yan Mingkong, shifted to the six dragon imperial chariot.

Chen Luoyang on the seat looks as usual.

He did not hurry, finally got up from his seat, and then stepped out of the hall.

In the hall, Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng, King Kong and others all stepped aside.

Seeing the calm look of their religious leader, the uneasiness in their hearts just disappeared.

Outside the hall, Yan Zhao, Wang mofeng and others all bowed their heads slightly.

"Not bad, but..."

Chen Luoyang went out of the hall and stood outside the hall, looking at the Female Emperor Yan Mingkong Looking ahead and looking back, hiding your head and showing your tail, why

Yan Mingkong calm to: "the opponent is not right."

With a faint smile, Chen turned his head and looked to the other side.

To Wang Jian, the emperor of sword, his smile was restrained and he didn't speak.Just look at the color of disappointment, slightly shaking his head.

Wang Jian slowly breathed out a breath: "master Chen's insight is like a torch. In this war, Wang lost."

"If you hurt my younger martial brother, I will tell you that you have made great progress and changed the world." Chen Luoyang indifferent said: "the result, but with Xiuzhe, let me down."

"Taoist Liuyun is an old friend of mine. No matter how strong or weak I can't stand by." Wang Jianyan said: "where there is an offence, you have to bear it with your body..."

Chen Luoyang indifferent way: "don't be so polite."

Then he raised his right hand.

All of a sudden, an ancient God appeared in front of the crowd, shining with dark gold light, as if he was in the sky above his head and stepping on the earth.

Ferocious and domineering, the air of fighting and cutting is everywhere.

All the people present were slightly confused, or lightly or seriously aroused by the idea of warlike, just want to fight happily.

Countless ancient and modern battlefields, this moment seems to be all superimposed together, shrouded in the Nanyun mountains.

Everything in the world disappears.

Only wild killing and unyielding fighting will remain!

The people of the demon sect were stunned at the ancient statue.

“…… Chiyou Some people can't help blurting out.

Above Chi Youxiang's head, nine magic weapons are hanging in the air, with endless cutting spirit and penetrating the sky.

Chen Luoyang stretched out his right hand, five fingers into a fist.