Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 290 The Emperor's Sword Comes Out, Shocking the World!
Although he is selfish, he is quite responsible for his niece who is of direct blood.

The Qingyao female saint is only in the early stage of the great sage, and compared with Xia Houlie and Qin Yuan, the patriarchs of the holy clan, she is more than a step behind. Even if she makes a move, what can be changed?

"I've made up my mind, the clan uncle doesn't need to persuade me anymore."

However, Ye Qingyao still snorted coldly, without the slightest intention of shrinking back, and was also very angry with her clan uncle in her heart.

Ye Qianlong couldn't help being so angry, but he couldn't do anything, he could only look at Xiahoulie and the two, and said lightly, "Don't hurt my Ye clan."

"Of course not."

Xia Houlie nodded, a female saint of Qingyao could not have any influence on them.

"Brother Zhuge, will you still insist on protecting this person at this time? Don't want to hurt the harmony among our five holy clans."

After a while, Qin Yuan spoke to Zhuge Xiong again.

The only one who can enter their eyes is Zhuge Xiong.

As for Mo Lingxuan's own strength, they basically ignored it.

"Mr. Mo is also my holy benefactor, if you want to embarrass him, you are embarrassing my Zhuge saint clan!"

Zhuge Xiong still responded with a cold snort, firming his position.

This made Xia Houlie frown slightly. It seems... a war is inevitable...

"Since that's the case, I'll ask brother Zhuge for advice."

Xiahou Lie spoke again, and directly challenged Zhuge Xiong to fight, while another great sage from the Xiahou Sacred Clan was planning to hold back the female sage Qingyao.

Qin Yuan dealt with Mo Lingxuan personally.

"Ugh."

Looking at Zhu Qiang in the sky, Zhuge Xiong secretly sighed.

In this battle, they will definitely be at a disadvantage.

After all, this is not his Zhuge Saint Clan, and the power that can be given to Mo Lingxuan is limited.

For Xia Houlie alone, even if he was a person of the same level and similar in strength, even if he wanted to help Mo Lingxuan, he would be unable to do so.

Ming Kui, probably can't keep it.

But the opponent can have a bottom line, as long as he doesn't kill Mo Lingxuan.

"Junior, this is your last chance. Only by taking the initiative to surrender Mingkui can this battle be avoided."

Qin Yuan's powerful figure fell in front of Mo Lingxuan in an instant, and he spoke condescendingly.

In the eyes of an existence like him, even though Mo Lingxuan has the strength of the Great Saint Realm, it is still not enough.

"This battle cannot be avoided."

However, regarding Qin Yuan's words, Mo Lingxuan spoke lightly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Qin Yuan frowned, and asked, a faint chill rose in his heart.

Could it be... this kid is really not afraid of death?

"Emperor Shura Sword, come out!"

A cold drink came out of Mo Lingxuan's mouth again, resounding through the entire space in an instant.

And with the fall of his voice, a sword light that was darker and deeper than the dark night suddenly escaped from his body, making everyone present instantly feel an extremely powerful and domineering sword energy. Straight into the sky.

"Buzz..."

In an instant, the entire sky was completely blocked by the icy magic sword energy, and all the rules dissipated, just like when the Bingji sword came into the world, the entire land of the Ye clan, with a radius of hundreds of miles, was instantly transformed into a pitch-black The Dark Realm of Demons.

Bone-piercing, cold, violent, domineering, killing...

This series of feelings couldn't help but shock everyone present, and there was a slight sense of fear spontaneously.

Looking at the Emperor Shura Sword emitting black light like the scorching sun in the sky, everyone even felt that they were about to be affected by the will of the demonic way and become crazy.

"What... is this sword? How can it be so powerful?"

"This sword contains endless magic power, it is simply a magic weapon that kills everything!"

The shocking voices of the crowd rang out one after another, and some of the weaker Nirvana Realm masters of the Ye clan couldn't even bear it, and were oppressed and prostrate on the ground.

Feeling the sword power of Emperor Shura's sword, even the world's best such as the Great Sage Cangyan and the Great Sage Jiexing couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear.

On the other hand, Mo Lingxuan is like the master of this world. The moment his finger points out, the monstrous sword cry resounds throughout the world, and the magic power of the entire sky and void surges at this moment, converging in one by one. On Emperor Shura's sword.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Shura's sword completely turned into a jet-black streamer that tore everything apart and pierced the sky.

It is like the Heavenly Demon Sword that came from arbitrarily through the ages and broke the way to suppress everything. It directly ignored the void, destroyed everything, and assassinated Qin Yuan.

The world trembled for it!

The emperor's sword came out, and the world was shocked!
"How dare you take the initiative?"

Qin Yuan snorted coldly, and was also a little shocked. How could Mo Lingxuan possess such a powerful magic weapon? He didn't dare to neglect at all, and suddenly gathered his own terrifying holy power, mobilized the laws between heaven and earth, and directly blasted out with his palm.

"boom…"

This palm pierced through the void, making all the rules of heaven and earth that built the space ahead seem to be broken.

In the late stage of the Great Sage, the terrifying existence of the heaven-shaking power, descending into the world in an instant, can be called destroying the sky and destroying the earth!
On the other side of the sky, the holy war between Zhuge Xiong, Qingyao female saint and Xiahou holy clan also broke out.

With a wave of Zhuge Xiong's big hand, using the heaven and the earth as the chessboard, every gesture of his hand and foot contains the mystery of the mastery of the heaven and the earth, and the holy power of Qimen keeps blasting towards Xia Houlie.

Ye Qingyao also struck out with a palm, her entire delicate body contained terrifying explosive power, her aura was incomparably majestic, like a goddess of war, she directly hit a golden mountain palm print, suppressing everything.

This scene simply made the blood of countless disciples of the Ye Sheng Clan below boil with enthusiasm.

This...is holy war!
The battle of the great sage was too devastating. Even though they had all ascended to the battlefield outside the sky above the clouds for thousands of miles to fight, the people below could still vaguely see the indistinct peerless figure and the suffocating Holy power fluctuates!

"Boom..."

A loud noise erupted first from the battle circle on Mo Lingxuan's side.

I saw that Emperor Shura's sword collided with Xia Houlie's palm print suddenly, and the shocking fluctuation was enough to kill any Nirvana state or even a semi-holy existence!
"This Mo Lingxuan...is able to stand against Patriarch Qin? You know...Patriarch Qin is a terrifying existence at the late stage of the Great Saint Realm!"

"Impossible, it is definitely due to the peerless magic weapon, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for this son to compete with the Patriarch of the Holy Clan!"

Horrified voices sounded, and they couldn't believe that Mo Lingxuan really had the strength to fight against giants like Qin Yuan.

"Boom..."

At this moment, the center where the two collided completely exploded, endless magic power and holy power surged, Qin Yuan's monstrous palm prints dissipated, and the two of them retreated a thousand meters violently.

However, Mo Lingxuan pointed his fingers again, but the Sword of Emperor Shura continued to kill Qin Yuan without stopping at all.

(End of this chapter)