The power of the magnetic field of heaven and earth was stirred up and gathered between the dojos. With the force of Guan Luoyang's sword, it crushed Dong Ao.

Dong Ao stepped forward and punched, and when his body followed the movement of his fist, it was like a mountain range gradually rising, or like a giant dragon rolling its body from ten places down, raising its head.

The gauntlet and fist transformed into the Death Feast of the Gods of Heaven are where the dragon head is.

This punch collided with Guan Luoyang's blade, and the force of the punch shattered the entire dojo.

Dong Ao refused to take a step back, and endured the blood boiling in his chest and the chaotic mana. With a wave of his arm, he straightened out all the mana, then swung his right arm in a big circle and smashed it towards Guan Luoyang.

The so-called "Dangerous Snake Star Dharma" refers to stars falling to the ground and dragons and snakes rising from the land. It is a metaphor for the artistic conception of when a meteorite hits the sky and the earth, the plates move and the terrain changes drastically.

It is also the way of formation, entering the realm of transformation.

Dong Ao's Transformation Realm is obviously different from the one that conquers the heavens. It does not have the meaning of thousands of eyes and thousands of hands, breaking the law and killing, but the torrent of gravity and the greatest and thickest suppression.

When the universe is in crisis, the earth is like a dragon and a snake. The dragon and snake rise from the land and bury all things.

Guan Luoyang held the knife with both hands and raised it upward. The blade turned red and collided with Dong Ao.

Cang!!!!

Guan Luoyang's arms trembled, the tiger's mouth cracked, and his whole body took a small step to the side. He stepped on the surrounding sea for more than a hundred miles, and the whole body sank three feet before he stabilized.

On Dong Ao's fist armor, there was a fiery red mark, like the heat energy of the sun brewing and erupting from it.

The fist armor trembled violently, suddenly trembled, and transformed back into the shape of a snakeskin scroll, loosely fluttering.

This sword could not destroy the magic weapon of heaven, but it destroyed the magic mark that Dong Ao left in this magic weapon not long ago.

Dong Ao's eyebrows were filled with anger, his fingers spread out, his arms swung slightly, and he blasted away.

He didn't want to grab the scroll back, but he wanted to grab the scroll, stir the scroll, wrap it around his fist, and continue to punch.

This person has experienced thousands of years and fought countless battles. He knows that any intention of retreat will ruin his life. Only a decisive attitude and the power of death can resist the enemy.

But Guan Luoyang's third sword was faster. His figure spun around, and the sword light went with him, circling around Dong Ao and returning to his original position.

Dong Ao's eyes were full of disbelief, but he felt himself disconnected from his waist, his lower body turned into billowing turbid air, and his upper body exploded, turning into a stream of clear air that shot straight into the sky.

The dark clouds in the night sky were blown away by this fresh air, revealing a cloudless sky and a bright moon again.

The starlight is magnetic, the heart is full of fire, and the heaven and earth are clear and turbid.

These three swords of his are really the essence of his martial arts career so far.

If these three swords could not kill Dong Ao, it would be meaningless to use another three hundred or three thousand swords today.

Tian Que Tu was grabbed and shaken by Guan Luoyang's left hand.

The huge picture scroll shook in a circle above his head, spread out flatly, and started to rotate.

After all, it is an immortal magic weapon. When Guan Luoyang's magic power is used, the edges of the scroll are extremely sharp. The entire picture cuts into the void and spins away.

Just as Guo Taizhen was about to turn back to the battlefield, he saw this picture coming in front of him. He quickly pushed the thousands of magic weapons away, and the sound of cracking and breaking could be heard all the time.

Guan Luoyang didn't know when he stepped on the top of the scroll, right in the center of the scroll. At this moment, he stepped out and came to the edge. The sword light flashed endlessly and struck Guo Taizhen.

Guo Taizhen is really amazing. At this moment, he can actually grasp the wind as a treasure, and the air around him turns into a solid state, like thousands of sword balls that bounce back and forth, giving him a chance to escape.

But in the end, it was too late to take away the Dragon Palace Creation Flag, and was caught by Guan Luoyang.

"Guan Luoyang, I've remembered you."

"You are relying on your sword today. Wait until I get a handy weapon in the future, and then I will show off with you."

Guo Taizhen was running around in the void, and when he noticed that the sword energy behind him was chasing after him, he suddenly shot back.

With a bang, a pagoda hidden in the void was shot out with his palm.

This pagoda is made of topaz and is divided into eighteen floors. It exudes a demonic aura like a netherworld.

But it is not like ordinary demonic techniques, which appear to be mixed with emotions and ferocious. Instead, it has an aura that fades away memories, washes away the mundane world, forgets emotion and ruthlessness, and can be close to the way of heaven.

This is obviously a magic weapon that is even more powerful than the Death Feast of the Gods in Heaven. Unfortunately... the person who activated this magic weapon is too weak.

On the eighteenth floor of the tower, the three cave masters of the Huangquan World Cave looked pale.

They rushed after receiving the news, and on the East China Sea, they witnessed the man split Shan Sheng Tian, ​​kill Dong Ao with three swords, and pursue Guo Taizhen.

The arrogance of holding the Yintian Tower of Zhou Jue was all gone. My heart was filled with coldness and I just wanted to retreat quietly.

"Guo Taizhen, you son of a bitch!"

The master of Canxiang Cave turned pale and murmured.

Helian and Huang Yun suddenly clapped each other's hands, causing each other's body to burst into pieces and their soul to explode. Only a little sense was left, and they returned to the mind that was entrusted to the underworld.

Canxiang finally woke up, but she was a little slow. The sword light was like the Milky Way, and it had already engulfed the pagoda. It broke through the outer layer of protection, traveled through the void, entered the tower body, and suppressed her.

Guan Luoyang stepped on the pagoda and looked around.

It is still nighttime in most of the East China Sea. After this chaos, even though the demon clan has retreated in commotion, there are still countless casual cultivators and common people, fearful and struggling in the dark night.

"Minghong!"

Guan Luoyang sighed and threw the sword in his hand high into the sky, "Go and light up the East China Sea."

The magic sword flew away, received Guan Luoyang's mind, bathed in the starlight, and transformed into a phoenix bird.

Its appearance took on a new look, and it was different from the past. It had lost some of its aloofness and flew across the sea, dragging its long tail feathers.

Minghong hovered over the East China Sea, and between the fluttering wings, the divine light was like rain. Those sea monsters that had penetrated deep into the island, tasted the blood, and were still fighting madly were killed by the light shooting down from the sky.

"Is that a phoenix?"

The sound of the phoenix was heard, and wherever it passed, thousands of layers of clouds were emitting light. The monsters and aquatic tribe were so frightened that they speeded up and dived into the deep sea.
Chapter completed!