Chapter 261: Destroy God (Part 1)

"Seven Swords of Emperor Guang?" Yang Tianxing was obviously stunned for a moment, because he had never heard of the Seven Swords of Emperor Guang, and it was not recorded even in the strange book "The Gods and Demons".

The God of Light saw his doubts and sneered: "This is the seven-step sword technique created by this god during his recent retreat. Not to mention that you have never heard of it, even the Black Demon God is also in the dark at this moment. This seven-step sword technique was originally created by this god to deal with the eight demonic styles of the Black Demon God. Unexpectedly, it was used on you first. You are still honored even if you die."

Yang Tianxing was stunned again. Looking up, he saw the face of the God of Light. He was obviously extremely conceited by his newly founded Seven Swords of Emperor Light. He thought it was no wonder. Since the Seven Swords of Emperor Light were specially used to restrain the eight styles of the Demonic Eight Styles, it is naturally powerful and mysterious, but he didn't know which one of his five great magical techniques was better than that.

Thinking of this, a thunderous aura arose naturally. The five gods in his body seemed to know the master's mind. The speed of running was significantly accelerated, causing blood to boil. For a moment, Yang Tianxing was full of fighting spirit and ambition. Although he seemed calm on the surface, he shone brightly. From time to time, no one could tell that his uneasy mood was at this moment.

The God of Light looked at Yang Tianxing with a strange look, as if he couldn't figure out why the human in front of him suddenly became domineering. The invisible aura even appeared on his body, even the great god, was secretly surprised. However, this also strengthened his determination to get rid of Yang Tianxing, a major concern.

The next moment, in the eyes of everyone, a holy white light shining with a cross-shaped light, gradually condensed in the hands of the God of Light. As soon as the lightsaber came out, it immediately emitted dazzling light, which was more brilliant than the sunlight. The entire night sky seemed to be illuminated. Almost at the same time, even people dozens of miles away felt a majestic momentum coming from afar.

The God of Light looked at the light sword in his hand, and a satisfied look appeared in his eyes. Then he turned to look at Yang Tianxing and said proudly: "This is the new magic weapon of this god - the Holy Light Cross Sword. Its power is even better than that of the Holy Sword of Light."

Yang Tianxing's face suddenly became cold, not because of the flaunting words of the God of Light, but because of the four words "The Holy Sword of Light", he reminded him of Xiao Yeyue, a beautiful woman who suffered a lot but still had no good end. The strong hatred suddenly broke into his heart like a devil, and made his fighting spirit at this time even more high.

He wanted to test the power of the Holy Light Cross Sword, and immediately concentrated his spirit of the five veins to make a powerful bottle seal. The Tantric handprint passed by the night sky at high speed, like a meteor, making a sharp and violent sound of breaking through the air, and the distance of only half a mile was instantly crossed.

The God of Light seemed to have expected Yang Tianxing to take this move. He smiled coldly and slashed the Holy Light Cross Sword in his hand in an understatement towards the direction of the handprint. But it was this seemingly careless slash that a very bright snow-white sword light shot out, and it faced the Truth Handprint with a thunderous thunder.

All this came so quickly that everyone could not feel the time difference at all. They only felt a flash of light, and suddenly a stinging pain in their eyes. Then they heard a "bang!" sound, and a huge burst sounded in their ears, like thunder. Lingxiao City, which had been through the vicissitudes of life under their feet, began to tremble violently again.

In an instant, Yang Tianxing felt like he was struck by lightning in his chest. He felt a huge recoil force attacking rapidly. Although the Five Gods Qi in his body tried their best to resolve it, he was still shocked and staggered back. On the contrary, the God of Light only shook his body for a while, and then he returned to peace.

"What a strong force!" Yang Tianxing gasped violently, looking at the radiant Holy Cross Sword from afar, unable to help but feel horrified.

The God of Light was very proud. He took advantage of the victory to throw the Holy Cross Sword into the air, pinched a strange sword technique in his hand, looked solemn, and shouted in his mouth: "Ten thousand swords come out together, move as he wants, the gods block the killing gods, and the demons block the devils. The Heavenly Sword Style of the Seven Swords of Emperor Light!"

As he finished speaking, the Holy Cross Sword was slanted in the air, and the white light suddenly became prosperous. In a trance, thousands of snow-white sword shadows appeared in the sky, pouring towards the direction where Yang Tianxing was like a meteor shower. The sharp sound of breaking through the air came one after another, as shocking as ghosts cried and wolf howled.

Everyone in Lingxiao City opened their eyes as if blind for a moment, and felt that countless sword energy was attacking the body in the surrounding space, and the pressure increased sharply. In less than a moment, several shrill screams immediately sounded from the crowd, making everyone even more frightened and in danger. They tried their best to set up a defensive array around them to prevent the sword energy from invading the body.

"Everyone calm down! Don't panic! Try to gather together and resist together." In the chaos, Chi Yuekong's clear but high-pitched voice sounded, making people unconsciously quiet like magic. So, people nearby concentrated in groups of three and three veteran masters, Chi Yuekong, Lie Zhen, and Wei Qing.

Chi Yuekong's skills have recovered a lot at this time and is discussing solutions with Lie Zhen, Wei Qing and others.

"Brother Lie, Brother Wei, although we can't help these old bones, we have to do our best to ensure that Brother Yang has no worries. I beg Brother Lie and Brother Wei to do their best to set up a large defensive array around them, and Chi will deal with the holy sword energy." Chi Yuekong said in a deep voice. As he spoke, several other cultivators with weak cultivation died tragically under the holy sword energy.

Seeing the urgent situation, Lie Zhen nodded without hesitation and said, "Just do as Brother Chi wants. Lie is not talented and has been hiding in the world for tens of thousands of years, living a life of silence. Today, he will still keep the last bit of vitality in our Brahma practice world."

Wei Qing didn't say anything, but he was the calmest one. He had already started to set up a defensive formation before Chi Yuekong spoke. His purple light gun was sacrificed high and hung above everyone's heads. With the purple light gun as the center, a semi-spherical blue air shield was rapidly generated.

Immediately afterwards, Lie Zhen's underworld defense formation also appeared. These two major defense formations appeared at the outermost periphery, directly resisting most of the invisible holy sword energy. Inside, Li Longwu and Kriman, two young masters second only to the three elders, also set up a god-level defense formation. For a time, the pressure of the cultivators in the defensive formation was greatly reduced.

Behind everyone, the magnificent Lingxiao Palace and a large area of ​​palaces were razed to the ground under the holy sword energy, and the eternal temple symbolizing the fairy world has finally reached the end of history.

In the defensive formation, the immortal emperor Xuanyuan Mu saw the collapse of Lingxiao Palace, and he was immediately struck by lightning. He burst into tears. He knelt in front of the palace and cried loudly: "Heaven will destroy my fairy world! The unfilial descendants have caused the foundation to be destroyed. I am ashamed of my ancestors..." As he cried, he kowtowed a few times, then sacrificed the immortal sword, held it in his hand, stared at it with tears for a while, and suddenly wiped it on his neck... A generation of immortal emperors passed away.

In the chaos, no one noticed the actions of the Immortal Emperor. Until someone discovered it, Xuanyuan Milky Way was dead. The two Ziqing Emperors who had fought with the Immortal Emperor for a lifetime saw that the Immortal Emperor was lying on the corpse and cried like a child, which made all the important officials present in the Immortal World feel sad and moved.

However, the Heavenly Sword stance of God of Light was obviously too powerful and the attack range was quite wide. A large number of holy sword energy passed through the distant night sky and continued to hit the defensive formation. Each sword energy had the power of thunder. When it hit the defensive formation, it was like hitting Wei Qing and Lie Zhen's chest. Although the two old men sacrificed their lives, they still felt gradually unable to support themselves. After dozens of strokes, they overflowed with blood, their faces were as white as paper, and their legs and feet were deeply trapped underground, and the situation was almost tragic.

Chi Yuekong's face turned ashen, gritted his teeth, jumped out of the defensive formation, and collected his lifelong cultivation to use the Red Demon Sword Technique that he relied on to become famous. He used the tip of the needle to fight against the holy sword energy head-on. Although he was frustrated repeatedly, he finally relieved the pressure on the defensive formation.

Seeing that Wei Qing and Lie Zhen were almost exhausted, they were supported by a sense of perseverance. Li Longwu couldn't bear it anymore, and a burst of passion in his heart surged. Without thinking, he expanded his defense array to the outermost periphery, and shouted: "Two seniors, take a rest first, and leave it to juniors and brother Ke first."

The Kriman was cold and not cold, and his blood was boiling at this time. With a loud laugh, his defensive array spread out and was directly under the attack of the Holy Sword Qi.

Logically speaking, their cultivation level is much inferior to those of the god-level masters such as Lie Zhen and Wei Qing. However, both of them are outstanding young masters, and their cultivation level has entered the spiritual god realm. In addition, their blood and energy are strong, they have supported half of the country for a while.

After Lie Zhen and Wei Qing retreated, they immediately adjusted their breathing on the spot and were ready to replace them at any time.

On the other hand, Zhao Hanshui, Dugu Yan and the four great worshippers also formed a circle, protecting Zhu Feng in the middle, and the six great gods worked together to exert force. The situation was naturally better than Brahma, who had been severely damaged. However, the people in the circle looked up at the sky with a nervous expression, but they didn't know who they were worried about.

"My God, do you want my life?" Yang Tian walked into his eyes in the air, and only Bai left. It was absolutely false to say that he was not afraid. However, now he has no choice but to retreat, and he is left to fight to the death.

After all, Yang Tianxing is a person who has been practicing for a long time. Although he is afraid, he still forced himself to use the "unmoving fundamental seal". At the same time, he silently recited the three-character fundamental mantra, and felt a loud "dong!" sound in his mind. The sound of the Buddhist sing is like thunder, and his body and mind suddenly calmed down and entered a state of emptiness and darkness without thoughts.

"Destroy the God Seal!" Yang Tianxing gathered the spirit of the five veins, formed a seal, and spit out three words heavily from his mouth. He saw a snow-white and dazzling white light suddenly lit up from the divine seal that Yang Tianxing had hand. From a distance, it looked like a huge star shining. At the same time, a huge white vortex appeared above the divine seal. Lightning was faintly seen above the vortex, and bursts of thunder were emitted.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Tianxing shouted loudly, and the vortex immediately rotated rapidly towards the direction of the God of Light. The vortex obviously produced an extremely powerful suction force, which not only sucked all the thousands of holy sword energy flying in the air, but even Lingxiao City, which was dozens of miles away, was sucked into the air and slowly flew into the air.

The huge suction force shocked the God of Light. Not only did he easily resolve his Heavenly Sword stance, but his soul seemed to be sucked by this suction force, forcing him to rush to use the second sword technique among the seven swords of Emperor Light - the Duchen Style.

As soon as the sword technique was released, the Holy Cross Sword made a thunderous sound, and the ground spiral rotated at the center of the sword body, and soon formed a huge umbrella-shaped sword aura with a cone radius of several feet around the sword body. As the God of Light reached out, the sword aura flew towards Yang Tianxing with a thunderous momentum, and left a long afterimage in the air wherever he passed.

Yang Tianxing's eyes condensed, and he was slightly surprised. The speed of the God of Light's moves in the face of the battle was obviously beyond his imagination. He originally wanted to use the vortex-shaped Qiyun generated by the God Destruction Art to dissolve the Heavenly Sword Style, and then immediately use the God Destruction Seal to deal with the God of Light. Now it seems that this abacus has obviously failed. Only now can we use the God Destruction Art to fight against the God of Light's Seven Swords to the Dust-breaking Style.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Yang Tianxing had decided to think, but hesitated no longer. When he vomited his divine power, the God-Destroying Seal was activated with a bang.

In a moment, dark clouds surging in the sky, thunder rumbling, and lightning flashed on the edge of the black clouds, and the sky and earth were filled with solemnity, like the arrival of the doomsday. The entire night sky, under the reflection of the lightning and the snow-white sword aura, was like daylight.

Under such a strange situation, the God-Destroying Seal suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling and powerful divine light, which made everyone in Lingxiao City feel extremely painful in their eyes, and they opened their eyes as if they were blind. Even those who were as strong as the God of Light were caught off guard and had to use their hands to block the light. Only by trying hard can they see Yang Tianxing, who was vaguely like a god in the strong light.

In the eyes of the people in Lingxiao City, it took a long time before they gradually regained their vision. Looking at Yang Tianxing, he was like holding countless treasures of thousands of ages, and the strange light lingered in his hands. Cooperating with the countless dark clouds inlaid with light and the rampant snow-white lightning in the sky, the sky was terrifyingly weird.

The high-speed spiral sword aura was like a lonely warrior breaking into the dark clouds and lightning in the sky. Although the divine light from the God Destruction Art was extremely dazzling, it could not cover up the holy white light emitted from the sword aura. The two balls of light were moving and still, and the distance between them was rapidly shrinking, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Under the influence of the three-character fundamental curse, Yang Tianxing was very calm at this time. While constantly improving his momentum, he observed the strength of the sword aura. The reason why he did not rush to cast the God-Destroying Seal was to find the best opportunity. Now, within a radius of dozens of feet, a large amount of natural energy has been gathered, forming an invisible barrier of energy. When the sword aura enters it, it feels like he is trapped in a quagmire. Every time he breaks in, the momentum will be reduced.

The God of Light obviously also realized Yang Tianxing's intention. This great god with boundless magic power was also using his unparalleled consciousness to control the trend of the sword energy, avoiding the heavy and light breaking through the blockade of the natural qi barrier.

Finally, Yang Tianxing found an opportunity, and the God-Destroying Seal was about to strike out. With a faint rumbling sound, a swaying mountain and dark clouds pressed against the ground. A huge and shining word "君" moved out from Yang Tianxing's handprint like a ghost, with its dazzling light and no sight to be seen.

After this "Divine Destruction Seal", Yang Tianxing possessed the body with divine light, his eyes slightly closed, his face was neither angry nor happy, nor surprised or angry, as if an old monk was sitting in a silence, very calm.

Shortly after the formation of the "Divine Demon Seal", a sword suddenly came west in the brilliant divine light.

Holy Cross Sword!

The holy white light, which looked like frost and snow, suddenly accelerated and drifted across the air like a meteor. Wherever it passed, the sky seemed to be torn apart, leaving a long trace of light. At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The God of Light, the mysterious god, suddenly appeared after the sword aura, with a sneer on his face, suddenly stretched out his hand, and quickly became larger and longer in the air, reaching into the sword aura, holding the hilt tightly, and stabbing deeply forward.

In a moment, the God-Destroying Seal seemed to have spirituality. Under the impact of the sword aura, the divine light surged again. Yang Tianxing's divine eyes suddenly opened, like two golden light beams of light shot into the pupils of the God of Light.

It seemed as if it had pierced into the depths of the soul, the God of Light seemed to have lost its spirit in a trance, its body became blurred, and its movements stopped. At this moment, the huge word "destroy" suddenly jumped up and printed deeply towards him...

In an instant, the world seemed to be still, the wind suddenly stopped, the lightning disappeared, and there was no sound anymore. Only the sky was brightened into daylight, and the scene was like ten suns hanging in the sky at the same time.

This was the brief tranquility before the storm. After a moment, the violent roar finally resounded over the Xianjing City.

Han Yixiao stood quietly on the hillside, looking up at the east sky, frowned slightly. From time to time, a sharp lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting his extremely handsome face, covered with strange dragon patterns, and his long white hair flying.

"Qi Zhan, do you want Han to wait for another three hundred years?" Han Yixiao sighed deeply at the sky.

Behind him, in the deep darkness, more than a dozen pairs of eyes full of fear and awe were looking at him, as if they were looking at the backbone of an unattainable demon god.

Among those dozen fearful eyes, there was a pair of blood-red eyes flashing with fierce light. They were the eyes of the black demon god, and there was deep regret inside.

The Black Demon God indeed regretted it. From the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth to the present, in the long years, he has never regretted it like he is now. The man in black who looks like a human and a demon in front of him was saved by himself, but now it has become his nightmare, a terrible nightmare. Thinking of this man in black and thinking of his almost incredible magical skills, even those who are as strong as the Black Demon God can't help but feel chilled.

Since he woke Han Yixiao up, he would never have thought that his "stupid good deeds" were actually awakening a demon god who was more terrifying than him, the black demon god. His memory began to flow backwards, and he remembered the terrifying scene that happened in the first half of the hour.

That was the moment before the man in black was about to wake up. The black demon god was surprised to find that the white-haired man in black was absorbing the demonic energy buried deep in the ground at an incredible speed. Even without his help, this man would recover as before.

King Shura once advised him to take action first, but the Black Demon God was still hesitating and forcibly safeguarding the dignity of the great god.

Finally, after a sigh that made people feel numb from the Nine Nether Demon Prison, the man in black woke up and slowly stood up straight again. In the eyes of the Black Demon God, Shura King and others, after the man in black woke up, the strange dragon patterns on his face seemed to come alive, and the white hair began to hunt and dance in the wind again. At that time, they didn't know what signs or sensations were, but their hearts actually chilled at the same time.

"Who are you?" The man in black looked left and right and spoke coldly. He had no expression when he spoke, but black flames seemed to burn in his dark demon eyes.

The Black Demon God felt that the human in front of him was too eye-catching, so he couldn't help frowning and snorted coldly: "Your life was saved by this demon god. How dare you talk to this demon god in this tone?"

The man in black looked up and down at the Black Demon God for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "Are you a Black Demon God?"

The Black Demon God was very satisfied with the expression of the man in black and said proudly: "It's this Demon God, who are you?"

The man in black was silent for a long time, and the demonic flame in his eyes seemed to rise a little more, and he said lightly: "Han Yixiao, thank you for your life-saving grace."

The Black Demon God looked up at the sky and laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped and said coldly: "Do you know why this Demon God wants to save you?"

Han Yixiao laughed silently and said, "Why would Han not know? You must think that since I, Han Yixiao, is the enemy of the God of Light, you are your friend of the Black Demon God, don't you know?"

The Black Demon God was slightly surprised and laughed: "What a smart person. I'm not wrong with this demon." After saying that, he glanced at the Shura King who had advised him to kill Han Yixiao first, and it seemed that his worries were purely worrying.

Han Yixiao put his hands on his back, quietly waiting for the Black Demon God to finish laughing, and then said lightly: "But Han also knows that the Black Demon God does not need friends, and I, Han, don't need friends either."

The black demon god was stunned for a moment, his face became extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "What do you mean?" At this time, he already felt a little regretful.

Han Yixiao also sneered and said, "A true strong man does not need friends. All he needs is a surrender."

The black demon god laughed in anger, his voice so cold that it almost squeezed out from his teeth: "So, do you want this demon god to surrender to you?"

Han Yixiao seemed to have not seen the gloomy expression on the face of the Black Demon God. He smiled and nodded, saying, "My Demon God is right, Han is exactly what he meant."

The Black Demon God was repeatedly stimulated, but instead calmed down and said disdainfully: "Do you think you can do it?"

Han Yixiao was silent for a while and said lightly: "In this world, there are few things that Han cannot do."

The black demon god's face completely gloomy, "Don't you think you are too arrogant?"

Han Yixiao sneered and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Arrogance is better than ignorance." After saying that, he didn't see how to act. He suddenly flashed to the side of the Black Demon God like a ghost. Almost at the same time, his left fist was as dark as ink, and black air swirled around. He opened his hand and stretched forward. The black air scattered like a demon's wings and suddenly gathered like a ghost hand. This repeated and unpredictable, covering all the unexpected black Demon Gods.

"Demon Devour?" What a person like the Black Demon God. Not only did he react immediately, he also recognized at a glance that the move Han Yixiao used was the "Demon Devour" among the eight demonic styles. His unique skills are now from the hands of others, so how could he not be surprised?

For the eight styles of Demonic God, the Black Demon God obviously knows better than Han Yixiao, so he naturally easily resolved this move, but he couldn't help but say angrily: "The beast Demon Dragon actually dares to pass on the eight styles of Demonic God to you?"

Han Yixiao returned to his original place again, said nothing, and immediately accumulated magic skills, and another "magic strike" was used.

The black demon was extremely arrogant, but he had no choice but to resolve Han Yixiao's attack again.

After Han Yixiao's "demonic attack" was dissolved, he was not discouraged and almost did not give the black demon god any chance to breathe or counterattack. Then he used another move of "demonic attack".

The Black Demon God knew too much about the power of the eight styles of the Demonic Episode and dared not beware of it. Although he could resolve Han Yixiao's attack every time, he became more and more frightened as he fought. Every time he resolved, he felt that it was more difficult than the previous one. What made him even more frightened was that in every confrontation, Han Yixiao's extremely powerful Demon God Pill can always disturb the conscious soul deep in his body, and produce a powerful suction force, invisibly absorbing his natal black demon energy.

Although the soul of the Black Demon God also has powerful destruction and devouring functions for all life, compared with Han Yixiao's strange demon pill, his dark soul was at a disadvantage, which made the Black Demon God unable to understand. In fact, although Han Yixiao's demon pill is very powerful, it was not as terrifying as it is now. If you want to blame, the Black Demon God could only blame the Black Demon God for absorbing the black demon energy from the Black Demon God at the moment when he was saving Han Yixiao, which was like giving the Demon God pill that was hard to come by, making it stronger.

After a half-hour confrontation, Han Yixiao became more and more courageous in the battle, while the Black Demon God became more and more guilty. In just half an hour, 20% of his natal energy that had been hidden in his soul that had been in danger of being sucked away. Finally, he could not bear it anymore and had to forcefully withdraw from the battle circle, preparing to circle with Han Yixiao to prevent Han Yixiao's demon pill from sucking more and more powerful.

Han Yixiao seemed not in a hurry to achieve success. When he saw the Black Demon God retreat, he stopped his continuous attack and slowly merged with the natal black demon energy sucked from the Black Demon God.

Now, the scene at the beginning of this paragraph appears. The Black Demon God and Han Yixiao are both regulating their breathing secretly, preparing for the more tragic battle to come.
Chapter completed!