The palm of Yanmo Tianzun touched the sword!

The sword light crossed directly!

The magic pattern is broken!

Skin cracked!

Flesh and blood cracked!

Bone breaks!

Then this sword cut off the palm of Yanmo Tianzun!

It broke with its wrist and fell down!

"I'm so ignorant!"

Yan Mo Tianzun roared in pain, then stretched out his other palm, gathered the endless magic array, and pressed down again towards the founder of Baihong Daojun!

But this time, Master Baihong Daojun did not draw his sword, but was just stunned and his eyes were filled with a dazed look.

The palm of Yanmo Tianzun pressed down and stopped in an instant.

So the demon was stagnant, like an extremely huge statue.

And the ancestor Baihong Daojun had not moved at all.

The wind blew across the Demon Realm, and the cold wave was as cold as a cold wave.

Only one person and one demon, stagnant for a long time and did not move for a long time.

“…”

When the first ancestor arrived, he saw a completely stagnant picture, like a scroll, with no movement.

He came here because he was afraid that after Taoist Master Baoshou fell, the founder of Taoist Lord Baihong would completely disappear, thus allowing Yan Mo Tianzun to escape from the trap and invade Fengyuan Mountain. So he arrived early and wanted to use his strength to suppress Yan Mo Tianzun again.

But the scene in front of him made him stunned.

Yan Mo Tianzun was indeed out of trouble, but what was the stagnant scene in front of him?

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that Master Bai Hong Daojun is still there!

Wouldn't that mean that Lao Wu has not yet died?

When he was thinking this way, he found that Yan Motian Zun slowly twisted his huge head as huge as a hill and looked at the broken palm on his left!

The eyes of the ancestor Baihong Daojun also moved towards the broken palm.

The first ancestor was a little confused and looked at the broken palm.

Then the scene fell silent again.

It took a long time.

"It's been a quarter of an hour."

The first ancestor couldn't help but say, "How long will you two take to see? Until the end of time and the end of the world will last forever?"

Master Baihong Daojun slowly put away his sword and looked down at the valley.

The Heavenly Lord Yan Mo poked out his figure outside the earth and gradually sank to the ground. He sank himself into the ground very gentlely, and then an ancient and dull voice slowly spread.

"sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

Master Baihong Daojun said lightly: "Don't mess around again in the future."

Yan Mo Tianzun said in a muffled voice: "Never again."

The first ancestor rubbed his eyebrows, circulated his magic power, silently recited the Qingxin Mantra, and felt that he was probably trapped in the illusion of the Demon Realm.

But after a moment, everything is still the same.

But in fact, there are still a few different ones.

Because the Heavenly Lord Yama was using demonic energy to collect all the gravels that had just broken and collapsed, and buried them on himself, restoring the veins and mountains just now, and using demonic energy to strengthen the gravels to make the mountain range more stable.

"Daojun, the sword formation that was destroyed by the little demon before is really unable to recover. Can you set up another sword formation?"

"No need." Bai Hong Daojun said: "You are the best friends with me, I believe you will not escape from prison."

"You'd better set up a formation." Yan Mo Tianzun whispered: "The little demon will feel at ease."

"Do you want to run away after you withdraw the formation?" Bai Hong Daojun said lightly.

"As long as the Taoist Lord doesn't say a word for a day to release the little demon, the little demon will definitely not forcefully break the formation!" Yan Mo Tianzun said in a deep voice.

"That's just right."

After Master Bai Hong said this, he looked at the first generation of master who was shocked and stunned.

The first generation of ancestors approached and silent for a while before saying, "Why did the Heavenly Lord of Yanmo become so polite?"

Bai Hong Daojun stroked his beard slightly and said with a smile: "Of course, friends cannot hurt the harmony."

The first ancestor took a deep breath and said, "Aren't you trapped in the darkness? Why is your incarnation still undestroyed, and... your cultivation has actually improved a lot?"

Bai Hong Daojun said with a smile: "Disciple has realized the sword intent in the darkness and has already escaped."

The first ancestor was struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of disbelief. His breathing was a little rapid. After a long time, he trembled his hands and said in a stern voice: "Have you escaped?"

Bai Hong Daojun nodded.

The first ancestor was in a daze and lost his mind and sat down.

It took me a long time to see him raise his head and carefully look at the incarnation of Taoist Lord Baoshou.

"you……"

The first ancestor pondered his words before suppressing the excitement in his heart and whispered: "Do you know that this darkness is a disaster that devours all things. Once it falls into it, the true immortals of the Great Dao will fall, and the demons who are known as immortal will completely disappear! What means do you use to escape from the darkness?"

Bai Hong Daojun smiled and said, "By the enlightened sword intent."

The first ancestor was stunned for a moment.

Then he saw the Taoist Master Bai Hong in front of him, and pointed to an extremely huge clutch below!

The clutches are still there!

“…”

The first ancestor looked down at the valley.

He saw the immortal demon who could be reborn with blood, and broke his palm and has not recovered yet!

"Your sword..."

The first ancestor lowered his voice and said, "It actually has the power to kill the demon?"

Bai Hong Daojun smiled and said, "Isn't it the purpose of my Bai Hong's view of killing demons and eliminating demons and practicing the way for heaven?"

At this moment, the first ancestor still felt like a dream, filled with extremely unspeakable moods, ups and downs, and it was difficult to calm down.

"When my disciple returns to the mountain, I will explain this matter in detail with the ancestor!"

After saying this, Daojun Bai Hong made an invitation to Fengyuan Mountain.

The first ancestor looked at the Heavenly Lord of Yanmo under the valley, and showed a strange look and whispered: "What if he takes the opportunity to get out of trouble?"

Bai Hong Daojun stroked his beard and smiled, "You will get out of trouble. If you really ignore the friendship, the next time... will be cut off his head!"

At the bottom of the valley, the Heavenly Lord of Yanmo did not say a word, but silently took out a magic treasure, rose in the wind, turned into a mountain, which was extremely heavy, and pressed on the mountain range again, pressing himself down to the ground a hundred feet.

"Let's go!"

After saying this, Bai Hong Daojun reached out and pulled up the broken clutch of Yan Mo Tianzun.

This is the hand of the demon. In terms of materials alone, it is not inferior to the material of the fairy treasure. If it can be refined by an expert, it may not be impossible to refine the magic treasure comparable to the level of the fairy treasure!

Although it is not a righteous thing and is easy to erode those who practice cultivation, it is ultimately a treasure!

"I can refine it!"

The first generation of ancestors said this.

So Bai Hongguan and the two of them ignored Yan Mo Tianzun and turned into escape light and headed towards Bai Hongguan.

Just under the valley of the Demon Realm, Yan Mo Tianzun watched the two leave quietly, watching his palms being discussed how to refine the ultimate treasure of the Demon Realm, his heart was filled with extremely complex thoughts.

He felt the pain of his broken palm.

He uses magical powers that can be reborn with blood.

But the broken palm still cannot recover!

It seems that he can only have one palm innately!

It seems that his current form is already intact!

This fundamentally ruined his hope for rebirth of broken limbs!

"What kind of sword technique is this?"
To be continued...