Master of Great Calamity

The light of thunder shook the world, and the breath of magic was overwhelming.

As the Qingyang Sect and the monster army led by the one-horned demon Hou confronted head-on, chaos suddenly broke out in the dead demon land, and the chaos of private killings could be seen everywhere.

The monsters are ferocious and terrifying, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sect are also relentless.

I don't know when, there has been a saying in the Qingyang Sect: The monster must die!

This sentence has been shouted for three thousand years, and it has long been imprinted in the hearts of Qingyang disciples.

So no matter whether it was fighting against the catastrophe and the golem before, or fighting against the gods later, the Qingyang sect never took half a step back.

Before such a big battle, Qingyang Sect was still in a better position after all.

The group of monsters is scattered. Although there are three or four generations of golems guarding them, the chaos in their nature cannot be changed. Therefore, when they first met, they were invincible. But as time passed, these monsters became weaker and weaker. The disciples of Qingyang Sect cooperated with each other.

Not only resisted the monster's attack, but also pressed forward firmly.

Above the battle formation, the ferocity of the monsters has been suppressed, and in the mid-air above, the battle between Qingyang Sect Master Lu Qingguan and the One-horned Demon Hou is also fierce.

The strength of the one-horned demon is not weak, especially in this rolling demon breath, it is even more powerful. It should not be difficult to win against a monk like Lu Qingguan who has not stepped into the Mahayana realm, but he did not expect that this usually low-key Qingyang suzerain unexpectedly exploded with power beyond human imagination this time, which is far higher than the outside world!

After a great battle, the Unicorn Demon Hou had exhausted all means, but he didn't take any advantage.

Seeing that in the surrounding battle situation, my side no longer has the advantage, and in front of me, besides the Qingyang Sect Master, there are several elders who are also watching, clearly waiting for an opportunity to attack, and under the fear in my heart, I also consciously retreated back.

The more they retreated into the depths of the demon land, the stronger the demon breath became, and their advantages became more obvious.

But now, it is not only the Qingyang Sect who has invaded this demonic land.

This time, the Immortal Alliance contacted various immortal forces to attack the demon land together. As one of the largest orthodox sects in the world, the Qingyang Sect chose to attack from the south, while the other parties also had immortal forces attacking. As the battle circle shrunk, they gradually intersected. The disciples of the Qingyang Sect could already see some forces that were fighting monsters nearby.

Wow...

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect who were fighting with the monsters suddenly saw a cloud of demons shaking the sky in the west.

Turning his head to look, he saw a bird-like monster with black wings in mid-air. Its body was hundreds of feet long. The two wings flapped downwards.

Well, it should be the Black Wing Demon Hou?

Someone yelled out in a low voice, knowing that this demon is one of the most vicious ones among the top ten demons.

I really don't know who is resisting it now!

Evil animal, how dare you run rampant?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a shout, and above the head of the black-winged demon, suddenly a figure stepped through the endless magic breath and descended from the sky. The man was wearing white armor, was born thin, with a gray beard, and held a rotten silver spear in each of his hands. Instead, he suppressed the Black Wing Demon Hou from mid-air!

That one is...

...White Armored Battle Immortal Wei Longjue!

All the disciples of Qingyang Sect were a little excited when they saw this scene.

They didn't expect that it was Bahuang City, one of the Seven Great Sacred Lands, who was attacking from the west of them. What's more, they didn't expect that at such a close distance, they could see the famous Lord of Bahuang City fight with this notorious Black Wing Demon Hou in person!

As one of the seven holy places in the world, Bahuang City has always been famous in the world.

Especially in the few years of fighting against the catastrophe and golems, as well as fighting against the gods, he has made endless merits. The respect and respect that the monks of the world have for Bahuang City is from the heart. Now that Bahuang City is mentioned, two people have to be thought of.

The two of them, one guarding the devil's side, and the other conquering the world, are the representatives of the Eight Desolation City.

In particular, the two of them are also among the ten immortals of today.

The Ten Masters of the Immortal Dao are the ten strongest and highest cultivation powers in the current Immortal Dao.

Someone once said that whether it is the Demon Land or the Protoss, as long as the Ten Immortals are willing to act together, it will not be a problem, but for some reason, in the past two thousand years, it has been rare to see people from the Ten Immortals make a move. Facing the chaotic situation in Tianyuan, they have been standing by and watching, not knowing what they are thinking.

In any case, at this time they suddenly saw this current powerhouse among the ten immortals, and the disciples of Qingyang were naturally overwhelmed.

Wow...

The two silver spears of Baijia Zhanxian Wei Longjue fell from the air, and hit the two big wings of the Black Wing Demon Hou firmly. The huge force descended from the sky, as if the whole world was suppressed. Even the Black Wing Demon Hou's cultivation base was already ranked among the best among the ten princes of the Demon Land. He caught it, but he still broke through the magic breath and fell to the ground.

The earth trembled, and cracks and cracks spread to the distance.

Black Wing Demon Hou received this heavy blow, roared repeatedly, and suddenly set off thousands of feet of rock debris, and got up vigorously.

Thanks to being in the demonic land, the surroundings are filled with demonic breath, just like another world. Mahayana monks are weakened in this demonic breath, but these monsters are in this magical breath. The strength has been blessed to a certain extent.

Otherwise, just this blow might have killed the Black Winged Demon Lord.

Your immortal way is so overbearing, you have to destroy my reincarnated family before you give up?

Just as Wei Longjue, the lord of the Bahuang City, was catching up with great strides and seemed about to kill the Black Wing Demon Hou, he suddenly heard someone screaming in pain from a distance, and then saw countless tall bronze doors appearing out of nowhere in the depths of the Demon Land. Black smoke billowed inside, and several powerful and boundless black shadows emerged from them. At this time, all the things gushed out from the depths.

Even in these three thousand miles, Tianyuan rarely had such a large-scale battle.

The endless monsters are far away, thick as the sea, and the number can be counted in millions.

And above this army, the black smoke condensed, and six or seven devils appeared, commanding one after another of the third and fourth generation golems. On this devil ground, there were gods and devils, looking down on the monks in the world, their eyes were fierce and fierce.

The disciples of Qingyang Sect and the soldiers of Bahuang City who had been charging forward hurriedly stopped.

Looking at this form, I am afraid that it has stabbed a hornet's nest, and all the monsters in the entire magic ground rushed out.

Compared with the other party, their numbers are like heaven and earth. I am afraid that if they rush up, they will end up being swallowed up immediately!

When they were considering whether to retreat temporarily and avoid it, suddenly behind them, the sound of war drums resounded, shaking the sky and the earth. The rhythm was simple but heavy.

In the world of puppets and humans, one side is death, and the other side is life. Of course, one side must be extinct!

In the billowing black smoke in the distance, there was a voice resounding from far to near.

Wow...

Suddenly there was a sword light coming from a distance, smashing the devil's breath in front of it, revealing a passage, and then only thousands of monks dressed in black and white robes, with swords behind their backs, rushed over.

The person who washes the sword pool has arrived...

All the disciples of Qingyang Sect looked delighted, turned their heads to look, and their eyes fell on the leader.

The man was very ugly, with endless scars, and even one eye turned gray and white, but his figure was thin and tall, with a gray fox fur around his neck, his hands behind his back, and a black sword hanging beside him.

White Fox Jianshou actually came here in person...

Looking at that man, all the disciples of Qingyang Sect felt endless ripples in their hearts.

They also know very well about this legendary sword head from the Sword Cleansing Pool, and this person's experience is really wonderful.

It is rumored that he was originally a white-robed swordsman in Xijianchi, who was listed in the true biography and had a respected status, but he once went out and returned to Xijianchi three times, betrayed the kendo of Xijianchi three times, and returned to the kendo of Xijianchi three times.

When he rebelled for the third time, he was caught by the elders of Xijianchi and thrown into the sword pool. Since then, his face was greatly disfigured and his temperament changed greatly, but he survived. After a hundred years of dormancy, he returned to Xijianchi again. This time, he had made great progress in his swordsmanship.

By this time, many people have already called it Xie Jianxiu.

But this evil sword cultivator once guarded the entrance with one sword and one man in the battle with the golems and the gods, and slaughtered a hundred thousand demon troops. With this merit, the world forced the world to erase the word evil in his evil sword cultivator.

Shua...

After the white fox sword head appeared, he didn't say much, but just swept forward with cold eyes.

The situation on the field was all in his eyes, and then he stepped out directly, and the black sword flew into the air.

A stream of light flashed, and endless black sword shadows appeared, like a waterfall.

In the middle of the sky, the dark clouds skyrocketed, and the shadows of swords were closely arranged, slashing down from mid-air. What is surprising is that those sword shadows look real, and each sword uses a different way of swordsmanship.

Chick Chicken Chicken

Slashing with a sword is enough to reach thousands of troops.

The surging endless monsters were shattered under this sword.

Even if the army runs over it, it may not be as clean as it is now!

Slaughtering my group, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?

Outside the black gate in front, two demonic figures suddenly intertwined. One of them was a white bone general in black armor, holding a long spear made of bones, and the other was a man with a scorpion tail and a man wearing a cloak exuding a rancid smell. Looking carefully, one could see that the cloak was stitched together with human skins one after another. The most important thing was that those human skins seemed to be still alive.

This is astonishingly another two great devils, and at this time they joined hands to attack the White Fox Sword.

If it is destroyed by the scourge of heaven, that sword is not a real sword!

Baihu Jianshou didn't like to talk too much, but after listening to the words of the two great demons, he unexpectedly added one more sentence.

Then he raised his hand to grab the air, grabbed the black sword in his hand, and swung it lightly in front of him. It was as if a door had been closed between the world and the world, and the magical powers of the two great demons were all blocked out...

The demon land will be destroyed today!

In the void, there was another screech.

In the distance, I saw a group of fairy clouds coming quickly from the south. Inside the cloud appeared a statue of female generals, all of whom were wearing golden armor. They were heroic and heroic. The one standing in the front was a graceful old woman in black robes. Mohou, his movements are light and calm...

Island of Forgotten Love...

Forgetful Love Island is here too...

That one is the ancestor of Concubine Wu from Wangqing Island, right?

The disciples of the various ministries were even more excited. Seeing the appearance of the Holy Land one after another was a matter of great confidence for anyone.

Especially now that there are all monsters in the demon land and the general situation is crushing.

Clatter...

Before their voices of surprise fell, another black cloud broke through in the distance to the east, revealing a large army with distinctive battle armor.

In front of each army, there are several old Xius who are full of vigor, with huge battle flags beside them. Some are King, some are Lu, and some are Qin.

The relationship between the Qingyang Sect and the Zhongzhou families has always been embarrassing, neither good nor bad. Now that the Qingyang disciples have seen the Zhongzhou families coming, they have some confidence in their hearts. Just looking up, they can't help but feel a little disappointed...

Among the aristocratic families in Zhongzhou, Donghuang Mountain has always been the head.

They saw the families of Zhongzhou coming, but they didn't see the Taoist master of Donghuang Mountain.

It's a pity that in this last battle, the great sage who ranked first among the ten immortals still couldn't make a move.

This time, are you really going to fight to the death in the Immortal Dao?

Seeing the side of the immortal way, more and more powerful forces are coming, and there are countless people roaring in the demon army. One of them was born with three heads, each with a side, either happy or angry or sad. Now, the three heads are roaring at the same time, sitting on a bone chariot, and the magic breath is swaying. , first get rid of a strong enemy.

It's more than an immortal way...

But just when all six of his magic treasures were about to hit Lu Qingguan at the same time, a voice suddenly sounded faintly.

Shua!

Almost at the same time, a bloody light streaked across.

The three heads on the necks of the three demons flew up at the same time.

And in the void behind the three demons, there appeared a burly man. He didn't seem to know how long his lifespan was.

Could it be...

When all the disciples of Qingyang Sect saw this person, they all remembered a legend, and their hearts were slightly excited.

But before they could say anything, a black army slowly appeared in the western void. It was an army entwined with magic. There were not many in number, about a hundred soldiers, but each of these hundreds of soldiers was as silent as pig iron, holding all kinds of strange magic treasures in their hands, giving people a sense of spooky horror. Warcraft.

In front of the army, there was a thin old man, holding a pipe, smoking a puff with a smile on his face.

Slowly exhaled the smoke ring, revealing a mouth with only two or three teeth left, and said with a smile: The fish will die, but the net cannot be broken...