When the first roar sounded from afar, the two sides of the confrontation finally started a war.

"Is that the sword god's sword?"

Even though it was so far away, the supreme sharpness and domineeringness were shocking. Kong Xuankong couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Old Kong, I still need to work hard."

His sword can break the universe, but his family knows his family's affairs. The reason why he can break the space is mainly because he relies on the sharpness of the Shattered Sword. When it comes to his own sword art, he still cannot reach this level.

"Will Youtian not come?" Old man Shiming asked, looking at Kong Xuankong, who was dressed seriously and mysteriously but had extremely unreliable temperament.

"Hey, what did you say about the change of heaven?" Kong Xuankong laughed, "I am Youtian."

"Forget it, you said it's right." Old man Shiming waved his hand.

Since Shadow King wants to find a substitute, let him do it. Although Kong Xuankong is a bit unreliable, he still has an advantage over Shadow King. That is, he can play at any time, which can be said to be an extremely convenient combat power.

"Ha, Luo Madman appears again. Lao Kong, I'll go and play with him."

The two sides had already had a fight. When Kong Xuankong saw Luo Feng appearing opposite him, he immediately ran to talk to him about his old love.

"boom--"

The poisonous qi intersected with the ghosts and gods. The true qi overflowed makes the air full of sweet air, blowing down, and all the people who hear it all die of blood and then the corpse quickly turns into a pool of dirty blood.

Just a little overflowing breath makes people die so much that they don’t even have a body left. This is the poisonous skill of Lin Lingshan, the leader of the Wanpo Sect.

The Wanpo Sect is the peak sect of the Poison Dao, and Lin Lingshan is the peak person of the Poison Dao.

Luo Feng silently used his true energy to discharge the air around him, and said coldly: "Can a mere poisonous substance hurt the king of the Netherworld?"

"Then don't let the air go."

Amid the laughter, a sensational figure appeared in Luo Feng's eyes.

"Hong, hang, hang." Luo Feng said word by word, looking at the enemy who wished he could be cut into pieces.

"Oh, Luo Madman," Kong Xuankong waved, "Old Kong, I'm fighting with you again."

The fighting spirit in his eyes was unprecedentedly strong. Feeling the sharpness of the sword god, Kong Xuankong was rare to fight with people with all their might in order to make progress.

"Master Lin, let me leave Luo Feng. Is it okay?"

"Please." Lin Lingshan was as good as a stream of truth.

The enemy has too many magical powers, and each of them is a master. It can't be stopped by the Wandu Sect and the Lin family for a long time. Lin Lingshan hopes that anyone can fight against Luo Feng, a difficult enemy.

‘Nine Heavens, there is only a fake Youtian, why haven’t the rest come yet?’

Lin Lingshan was a little anxious. If Wandu Sect and the Lin family fought again, the loss would be great.

"Master Lin."

Nangong Jue walked in the air with a knife, and the evil mirror in his hand reflected Lin Lingshan's figure. The sword aura emerged out of thin air, killing Lin Lingshan's vital points.

"You can't stop me from waiting."

As he said that, he cut down with one sword. The light of the knife seemed to penetrate the hearts of the people. Although the simple trajectory made Lin Lingshan feel that this sword filled every corner of his body, from the inside out, trying to break out of the body.

"The poison is immortal."

Lin Lingshan shouted deeply, and his skin turned blue, and his body was raised three inches higher to suppress the sword intent in his body. At the same time, his palms were facing upward, and the flying energy rotated around the sword energy like a spiritual snake. The colorful poisonous fog made the evil mirror covered with dust, making it difficult to get clear.

"Card--"

Just like a rotten rag, the knife energy was smuggled by Lin Lingshan's hands and broken into pieces.

"Okay," Nangong Jue praised, "using poison to corrupt my evil spirit sword energy, you are still the first person in the sect leader Lin. Nine Heavens are indeed extraordinary. Take me another knife—"

"Soul-Breaking Lock Prison."

The evil mirror slaughter reflects the human figure again. This time, it is not the body, but the god.

Lin Lingshan only felt that this sword was between tangible and invisible, and the sword energy was tangible, but the sword light went straight into the soul and slashed the soul and spirit.

"puff--"

The sword energy had not yet come true, but the sword light had already slashed Lin Lingshan's soul, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

This knife completely ignored the immortality of the poison. Lin Lingshan was careless and was directly injured.

At this moment, sounds of sound appeared in the sky. A giant, who was at least two meters five, rushed over with a burst of air, his thick arms relaxed, and he stopped Dongfang Hanzhuo and Nangong Ling with one hand.

"It's really awkward, Master Lin." The giant let out a deafening laugh, and his huge fist slammed Nangong Ling's knife. The powerful force made Nangong Ling retreat three steps in a row, and the treasure knife in his hand trembled.

Another punch collided with Dongfang Hanzhuo's fist, and the powerful collision of the ice and fire true energy. Dongfang Hanzhuo's fist was bleeding, and the giant's fist shook the ice and fire.

The strong body and unstoppable distance shocked everyone as soon as they took action.

"Drizzle-"

The change started again. After the arrival of the giant, it began to rain in the sky. The fine rain ribbons fell to the ground with unsettling bright red. The chaotic murderous aura made both parties with red eyes completely lose their minds and tend to be crazy.

Luo Feng's halberd shook the hole and hung in the air. Looking at the blood rain gradually getting bigger, a cold light flashed in his eyes behind his face armor, "It's him."

This familiar blood rain destroyed 30,000 elite soldiers of the Shenwu Army before. How could Luofeng forget it?

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The soldiers on the Ten Thousand Soul Armor all poked out the soul shadow, let out a howl full of hatred and resentment, and struggled hard, wanting to find the murderous enemy to take revenge.

"Crazy..."

In the bloody rain that turned into a torrential rain, the god of death, who was reaping his life, carried the sword of the evil, bringing endless killings.

"kill--"

"I want you to die-"

"Hait..."

There were endless shouts of loss of reason, and the two sides fighting had completely lost their reason, and they were determined to kill all living things around them.

"Be good, this brother's appearance is too scary!" Kong Xuankong said in a slight manner.

"The Mirror Hidden Man!"

Luo Feng's body was wrapped in green flames and rushed over. The soldiers' souls on the armor emitted an unprecedented roar, and even the soldiers' souls were moving on the halberd. They wanted to take revenge and to pay the blood debt of the dark gold figure.

"Ghost and God Prison!"

The dark green field allowed the soldier soul to finally escape from the Ten Thousand Soul Armor, and countless burning blue flames of skeletons rushed forward and rushed forward with Luo Feng.

"The dead people under the blade dare to come and commit rash!"

Qingyu sneered, and the Great Evil King raised the most evil spirit.

He can kill living people, and he will not be afraid of these dead souls. If he had not wanted to use the Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method in this identity, these dead souls would not even have the chance to create rashes.

"The Seventh Tribulation·Nine Heavens Thunder Moves."
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