The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

This palm is enough to slap Jian Wusheng to death. 【】

At a critical moment, Jian Wusheng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Shape-shifting!"

In an instant, the devil's palm slapped it, but there was only a blood-stained long sword left on the spot, which was shattered by the devil's palm.

And not far away, Jian Wusheng's figure flashed, and the figure appeared staggeringly, his face pale.

The king of Zhongzhou is too powerful, and ordinary forces cannot be hostile at all!

"I can only look at you, Demon Palace Master."

The other palm was successfully slapped on Mo Tianxuan, and the King of Zhongzhou showed a sinister smile: "A group of mobs want to kill this king?"

However, suddenly his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the other demon palm.

He did slap Mo Tianxuan, but he didn't smack it into pieces.

Taking a closer look, Mo Tianxuan took out a beautiful blue sword from his sleeve, and tapped it in the center of the demon's palm.

This sword seemed to be an understatement, but it was able to resist the devil's palm.

"Crowd? I don't like this word." Mo Tianxuan flipped his palm, and the little blue sword fluttered across his palm.

Immediately, the entire magic palm instantly broke into two halves, revealing an extremely smooth cut.

She actually knows how to use swordsmanship? Everyone present, except Su Yu, was probably all shocked.

That day in Wuta, Su Yu was fortunate enough to see Mo Tianxuan cast the Immortal Sword Body, and knew that she was a hidden sword master.

"Master..." A voice that few people heard came to Su Yu's ears.

Su Yu was shocked all over, and looked sideways, with surprise in his eyes.

I saw Jian Wusheng who retreated to the side, looking at the heroic Mo Tianxuan from a distance with respectful eyes.

Could it be that Jian Wusheng, who has civilized the world with swordsmanship, her swordsmanship originated from Mo Tianxuan?

If so, how strong is Mo Tianxuan's swordsmanship?

The king of Zhongzhou was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, and he stared at the small blue sword in his palm in horror. It was definitely an ordinary low-grade fairy weapon, and its explosive power was even stronger than the third realm of swordsmanship, the world of swordsmanship. ?

A sense of danger,

It poured into the heart of King Zhongzhou.

Suddenly, the king of Zhongzhou showed disbelief, and asked in surprise: "Could it be, could it be that you are a descendant of the blood of the sword god, and you are innately proficient in god-level sword intent?"

God-level sword intent is a general concept, that is, the sword intent of the sword god, which is far from comparable to the so-called three realms of kendo.

Mo Tianxuan said lightly: "You don't need to know that!"

scoff——

With another strike, King Zhongzhou's huge fifty-foot-long arm was chopped off.

A look of panic finally appeared on Zhongzhou King's face, and he said angrily, "What about the descendants of the Sword God? Those who stand in my way will be killed!"

"Holy Demon Burning Heaven!" The king of Zhongzhou roared, and layers of golden flames burned all over his body. That was the fire of divine calamity, a terrible flame that the peak dust immortals would have to keep away from.

Sure enough, Mo Tianxuan frowned, and backed away, feeling quite afraid of the Boundless Divine Fire.

However, Mo Tianxuan has never been someone who is willing to bow his head, snorted coldly, and went up with the sword: "The sword is in the realm of the gods!"

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A sword intent that does not belong to the mortal world suddenly rushed out of the sword.

One person and one sword, in an instant, like light and shadow, split the raging divine fire, and penetrated the demon body of King Zhongzhou.

Hearing a roar of pain, he saw that the king of Zhongzhou was continuously growing blue sword bodies outward from his body, as if countless swords were growing out of his body.

Especially the sword on the chest, which pierced a heart and came out through the chest.

Moreover, the longer the sword body grew, the more it grew, and the vitality of King Zhongzhou became weaker.

When the demonic body of the King of Zhongzhou was covered with hundreds of thousands of swords, the demonic body of the King of Zhongzhou could no longer be seen, only densely packed and endless sword bodies.

And the aura of the king of Zhongzhou also suddenly dissipated, and his soul was buried together.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

The powerful Baizhang devil, the most powerful man in the mainland, the king of Zhongzhou, was beheaded with a single sword!

Everyone looked at Mo Tianxuan as if they were looking at a terrifying goddess of war.

Who in the world can block this sword?

Frame——

The small cyan sword in Mo Tianxuan's hand fell to the ground, her hand holding the small sword kept shaking, and a stream of blood meandering like a river continuously flowed down her arm.

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked closely, they found that a huge blood had burned through Mo Tianxuan's chest, and a trace of divine fire was still burning.

She killed the king of Zhongzhou, but was also seriously injured by the fire, not only burned through the blood, but also hurt her soul.

Don't say that if you make such a sword again, you may not even be able to pick up the sword again.

"Master." Jian Wusheng rushed over and hugged Mo Tianxuan, who was about to collapse to the ground, with eager eyes: "Master, why do you force yourself to use this style? This, this is a thousand injuries to the enemy, self-destruction Eight hundred moves!"

More than self-defeating 800, they almost died together.

Even if Shenhuo wasn't seriously injured, this move overdrawn all of Mo Tianxuan's strength.

"Hmph, how to decide as a teacher, do you need to say?" Mo Tianxuan snorted, but her body was powerless.

It took a long time for the Great Emperor of Ghost Prison to break the silence. Looking at the miserable death of the King of Zhongzhou, he felt relieved: "I have been dormant for a hundred years, and I will finally destroy the devil, Qilin God, congratulations."

The Qilin God also showed a bit of complexity, a little relaxed, but also a little bit regretful.

Such an outstanding person, why is he a member of the land left behind by the gods? What a pity.

A relaxed look gradually appeared on everyone's faces. The devil is dead, and the shadow that has shrouded the Kyushu continent for a hundred years can be dissipated.

However, among all the people, only Su Yu kept frowning.

Although the king of Zhongzhou died, the depression brought about by his human robbery did not show any signs of dissipating, but became more and more serious.

He couldn't help reminding him of his origin: "Everyone, don't be careless. After all, you are the king of Zhongzhou. Before you confirm it, you must be careful..."

However, before the words were finished, the infinite sword penetrated into the hedgehog's Baizhang demon body, bursting out with a strong golden light from the inside out.

That golden light contained an extremely familiar aura!

"Shenyuan of the Linlang Demon God!" Su Yu and Sheng Qilin said at the same time, their faces suddenly became serious, and they were extremely ugly.

Could it be that he and Demon God Linlang signed...a god contract?

"Haha, hahahaha..." With a raging insolent laughter erupting from Baizhang's demon body, everyone's hearts sank.

The Emperor of Ghost Prison was shocked: "He has resurrected, could it be that there is a contract with the gods?"

He is no stranger to this contract, and Su Yu is no stranger to it.

In the Divine Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, the Demon Devourer Emperor was willing to be the servant of Immortal Linlangchen, and obtained the contract of Immortal Linlangchen.

Unless Immortal Linlangchen's divine source is exhausted, she is almost immortal, no matter how many times she is killed, she can be resurrected on the spot.

With King Zhongzhou's cultivation base, resurrecting the depleted source of gods is probably already a huge burden that Immortal Linlangchen cannot bear.

Presumably, Immortal Linlangchen would never allow him to continue to consume his divine source.

Sure enough, a circle of light flashed between King Zhongzhou's brows, which was clearly the intention of the gods to cancel the contract.

"Hahaha, that stupid woman thought she could use me, but I didn't realize that I was the one who used him! She must have gone crazy after taking half of her divine source and resurrecting her." Baizhang's demon body looked up to the sky and laughed. One hundred thousand sword bodies were blown away with a soft shout, revealing the body of King Zhongzhou.

When looking at his body, the hearts of all the people present sank even more, almost sinking to the bottom of the valley.

The king of Zhongzhou was not only resurrected, but even his injuries were repaired by Shenyuan.

The air of death in the body before, the body shattered by the beam of light, the shattered head, and the severed arm were all repaired.

The king of Zhongzhou reappeared in front of them in his heyday.

At this moment, even Su Yu felt hopeless.

"Fight it!" Gritting his teeth, the Ghost Prison Emperor put down Su Yu and Qin Xian'er, shouted, sacrificed eight recovered Yellow Spring Pearls, lined up in a circle, and took the initiative to attack.

Jian Wusheng also gritted his teeth, put down the seriously injured Mo Tianxuan, and went up with the sword.

The remnants of the ghost clan forces, and the ghost cloud condensed into a large group rushed forward again, chains, and extremely evil ghostly spears were sacrificed one after another.

Even if you know you are desperate, you still have to stop him.

The king of Zhongzhou had a teasing look on his lips, as if he was watching a group of ants rushing towards him.

"Crowd!" The king of Zhongzhou stretched out two huge demon palms, each condensing a divine fire, and aimed at the ghost prison emperor and Jian Wusheng.

The two strong dust immortals gritted their teeth and went forward.

However, in the face of absolute force, their supernatural powers are like a mayfly shaking a tree.

A ball of divine fire bombarded the eight yellow spring beads, and the swirling yellow spring beads removed 10% of the divine fire, so they couldn't bear the horror of the divine fire and were burned alive.

The eight Yellow Spring Pearls were burned to pieces one by one, and 20% of the divine fire was left, which turned into a sharp arrow and pierced through the chest of the Ghost Prison Emperor.

With a groan, the ghost prison emperor spread golden flames all over his body and became a fiery man.

If he hadn't circulated the extremely evil ghost energy all over his body to push the divine fire out of his body bit by bit, it would have been reduced to ashes at this moment.

Jian Wusheng is not much better, she has lost her fairy sword, so she can only use the sword to condense the supreme sword intent: "Swordsmanship heaven and earth!"

In an instant, the infinite sword light slashed at the attacking divine fire, but the sword light was quickly buried in the divine fire like a moth to the flame.

The remaining divine fire directly set Jian Wusheng ablaze. She didn't have the extremely evil ghost energy that could resist the divine fire like the ghost prison emperor, and she was burned alive.

Fortunately, the soul left the body and escaped in time.

With every gesture, there were two great dust immortals, one was seriously injured and the other was broken.

This is the power of King Zhongzhou at its peak!

I'm afraid Mo Tianxuan may not be able to hurt him if Mo Tianxuan comes to the "Sword of God Realm" again!

King Zhongzhou sneered: "A century-old layout? A century-old calculation? Haha, it's just a joke."

Mo Tianxuan clenched her silver teeth: "Damn God's contract!"

A hundred-year-old layout, one move is on the verge of failure!

Mo Tianxuan was seriously injured, the ghost prison emperor was seriously injured, and Jian Wusheng had only his soul left.

In this world, who else can stop the King of Zhongzhou?

"Shen Yichen, which was transformed by your divine source in the past, was killed by me. Let me destroy your last ray of divine source. Since you are dead, then die with peace of mind. Why continue to linger?" Zhongzhou Wang stared at with a sneer. Looking at the holy unicorn, he raised his hand and pointed out a ball of sharp arrows of divine fire, which buried everyone including Su Yu.