Qi Chengdao's face changed slightly. He turned around and saw the golden head of the Blood God Ape fell to the ground. He was really surprised. He just started a fight and already lost a head?
His path was blocked and he obviously couldn't attack Chen Yongjie.
In fact, Lao Chen was very calm, seemed prepared, and his expression never changed.
"Okay, since you are blocking my way, I will fight you!" Qi Chengdao said.
Putting himself in their shoes, he didn't think he could fight against the Blood God Ape and Qilian Dao alone. With this association, he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated and couldn't help but sigh.
"Whoever can challenge me will be killed!" Chen Yongjie raised his sword and started his attack. Now he had no problem dealing with the eighth and ninth level extraordinary people.
In an instant, four or five demons were killed, and the blood was everywhere. The others were frightened and retreated, not daring to attack rashly.
The main reason was that the Blood God Ape suffered a great loss. Just as it displayed the Demon King's body, it was beheaded by someone with a sword, which caused their morale to drop instantly.
At this time, the Blood God Ape's body was covered with golden hair that stood up, very dense and brilliant like the sun. His body, which was several feet tall, was stiff in place. He still had two heads left, but they were silent. After a moment, he roared.
He attacked with his strongest combat body, but was beheaded. This was too much of a blow to him. He first activated the bloodline of the Demon King, and then displayed his magic body, but the result was so tragic.
He was very unconvinced in his heart, thinking that he was careless and was trapped in an unknown space, unable to move, which led to his head being chopped off.
Chi chi chi!
Sword energy shot out, filling the sky. The void was interwoven into a net by the sword lights wielded by Wang Xuan and Qi Chengdao. The scene was terrifying, and the sword rain was dense and numerous.
Qi Chengdao was forced back and took the initiative to join the fight. At this moment, there was nothing to be embarrassed about and he decided to destroy his opponent first.
He deeply realized that in this era of exhaustion, those who could reach this point were too special. The most crucial thing was that Wang Xuan had the ability to suppress them at a lower level!
What kind of existence will this kind of person become once he grows up? At the very least, he should be honored as an ancestor!
Not only that, Qi Chengdao changed his mind and wanted to go a step further. He called Zhou Qinghuang and said, "Come together and help Mingxi regain his body."
"I'll watch the fight." Zhou Qinghuang shook her head. She was really shocked.
The three masters had amazing origins, but they were suppressed by people of lower realms. Everyone would be stunned, and no matter how cautious they were, it would not be too much.
The Blood God Ape was covered in golden fur, which instantly became crystal clear, as if the sun was burning with flames. He was filled with murderous intent and endured the severe pain, with his four eyes wide open on his two heads.
All of a sudden, four golden beams of light flew out of his eyes, clanging like immortal swords, surrounded by strange runes, and shot towards Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan didn't care at all. He stood still and directly used the Yuhua Fist, blasting out with his bare hands. In the dazzling glow of the sunset, he defeated one beam of light after another.
"Come on, let's take him down together!" Qi Chengdao said quickly, looking at the Demon Ancestor and his son, and he also used his unique skills.
His forehead was glowing. It was the bone of pure yang with some traces of rules. Once it grew to the later stage, it would become the bone of the Great Dao.
Otherwise, Qi Teng, the ancestor of the celestial immortals, would not like this descendant so much and train him with all his strength, because his future is indeed full of potential.
Qi Chengdao's forehead bone was shining brightly, and a divine picture emerged. It was completely constructed of pure yang energy, with runes on it, and its power was extremely intimidating.
"Oh my god, he's so powerful that my soul is actually unstable!" someone exclaimed. Even though they were far away, they were still intimidated by Qi Chengdao's power.
Deep in Wang Xuan's eyes, strands of lines spread, and in an instant, they intertwined into a network that was about to lock the void in front of him.
With a bang, the so-called divine picture was torn apart by the lines spreading from his eyes in the fierce confrontation, like a precious ancient painting, an outstanding work of art, being torn into pieces by brute force.
Qi Chengdao groaned, his forehead aching sharply, and a few drops of bright red blood with gold dripped down. He staggered back a few steps and formed a magic seal.
In this dry era, his Pure Yang bones were of no advantage and could not display the power of rules as much as possible. Only remnants were left. He simply used the unique skills of the ancestor of the Celestial Immortal.
Next to him, Qilian Dao, the son of the demon ancestor, finally took action.
He just stared at him briefly without making any attack, just wanting to see how strong Wang Xuan was.
His heart was heavy, and he began to strangle her with all his might!
“A cultivator like you would be considered a formidable monster even in the vanished ancient times. Unfortunately, the myths are corrupt, and you cannot reach that height. In order to survive this catastrophe and endure the cold winter, I must snatch the God-Slaying Flag from your hand!” Qilian Dao, the son of the Demon Ancestor, spoke.
Then, all his madness came up, he grinned, his snow-white teeth were shining, his thick long hair fluttered, and he waved his hands, and a page of golden scriptures emerged, releasing densely packed ancient characters, pressing down towards Wang Xuan.
This is not a secret treasure, but the Heart Sutra of the Demon Ancestor, which can be materialized and he can perform it by just raising his hand.
Between heaven and earth, demonic lights shot up into the sky. The demon characters flying out of the golden scriptures were getting bigger and bigger, like small mountains, roaring and shining, and all fell down.
Wang Xuan was not afraid. He stood in the middle of the field and punched the huge characters one by one. A loud noise was made, and everyone's eardrums were about to be torn.
Each word in those demonic words had a three-dimensional feel, like a small mountain made of metal, huge and intimidating, and the mere sight of them made others tremble with fear, and their true power was even more terrifying. After some of them fell on the ground, they directly created a bottomless pit, and the black cracks about a foot wide spread out for a long distance.
Everyone was shocked. This kind of evil writing, just one character was enough to kill an ordinary transcendent. They were simply unable to resist. How many people could resist so many?
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