Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1612 The demon master has inner demons

In the battle of roads, there is no room for compromise.

Ming Xiaoyang, who was dressed in white with flowing silver hair, descended with the force of thunder, and the icy-cold murderous aura surged and was released without any concealment.

Pieces of Tao linger around Ming Xiaoyang's body, and his own free Tao permeates the air wantonly.

The demon master Kunpeng in the demon master's palace was touched and turned into a jet of black lightning and came out.

All the monster soldiers around him will react and surround him.

Swish!
  Ming Xiaoyang reached out and grabbed it, and a seven-foot-long Fangtian painted halberd with seven-color luster fell into his palm, and his eyes swept around.

Wherever the extremely sharp eyes reach, these demon clan elites cannot get close at all.

When two extremely similar paths collided, Ming Xiaoyang and Kunpeng instantly understood what the other meant to them.

Enemy!

If Xiaoyao wants to go further, he must eradicate the enemy.

If you can devour the opponent's Dao Fruit accumulated over countless years, you may be able to break through the last half step and enter the realm of your true saint.

Their eyes intertwined, and there was no doubt that murderous intent arose in them.

At this time, Ming Xiaoyang and Kunpeng could truly see the enemy in front of them.

"Demon Master Kunpeng." Kunpeng looked at the silver-haired and white-clothed man in front of him, whom he had never seen or heard before, and spat out his name.

Ming Xiaoyang also paid attention to the old man standing in front of him, who was dressed in black and sinister. He smiled softly and said, "Junior Ming Xiaoyang!"

"Junior?" Kunpeng smiled sinisterly, "You, an inconspicuous junior, are stronger than many seniors who have practiced for countless years."

At the first sight of the other person, Kunpeng could be sure that this person was very young and would definitely not be more than a Yuan Hui.

At this age, it is nothing.

But such a young man is already a powerful person who has cultivated the way of freedom to the quasi-sage level. What a genius.

"Of course." Ming Xiaoyang played with Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and chuckled, "There is always a kind of person in this world. Their existence is to suppress the self-confidence of others."

"There is no doubt that this is who I am!"

"Really?" Demon Master Kunpeng laughed angrily. The Demon Master Palace behind him trembled and rose up from the vast ground.

A huge palace kept shrinking, and finally fell into Kunpeng's hands, turning into a small and smart palace.

"Really?" Demon Master Kunpeng laughed wildly, "Then it depends on your ability and whether it can match your tone."

"Don't worry, I won't let you down, senior."

Clang!
  Before he finished speaking, the halberd in Ming Xiaoyang's palm turned into a rainbow, slashing down like a spear, towards Kunpeng.

The speed is so fast that it exceeds the limit of thinking.

On a halberd, one's own Tao and vast magic power are condensed into one body, regardless of each other. The void is shattered under the halberd.

The first of the Thirteen Royal Movements: Hundreds of dragons roar and swallow the stars!
  Knowing that the demon master Kunpeng was by no means inferior to the ancestral witch, Ming Xiaoyang used the Thirteenth Imperial Style at the bottom of the box.

Ouch!

The innate spiritual energy that is so pure that one can live for hundreds of years with just a few breaths is drawn into it, forming more than a hundred divine dragons with teeth and claws, and full scales and claws.

The dragon vomited the vast wasteland, and all of them condensed on Ming Xiaoyang's halberd, adding an additional three points of heat to the sharp halberd blade.

"Well come." Kunpeng had already expected it. He raised the Demon Master's Palace in his palm and countless weapons flew out from the open palace door.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, clubs, hammers and ropes, countless weapons swirled around, condensing into a huge treasure house, crushing down. The Demon Master’s Palace is not only the residence of the demon master Kunpeng, but also his accompanying spiritual treasure, which is extremely powerful.

Every artifact inside is a unique weapon.

The weapon carried a terrifying murderous aura, which shook the heavens, and the surrounding area of ​​Ming Xiaoyang suddenly turned into a desolate battlefield.

Boom!

All this sounds cumbersome, but in fact, no more than one breath has passed.

In such a short period of time, two quasi-sages who also took the path of freedom started a bloody fight.

The Xiaoyang War Halberd of the Ming Dynasty is invincible, and the Kunpeng Demon Master Palace is all-encompassing.

Weapons were destroyed one by one under Fang Tian's painted halberd in Ming Xiaoyang, constantly eroding the power of the halberd.

All the destructive power was confined within this area, without any leakage. The heavenly area that stretched for hundreds of miles was constantly destroyed and reorganized.

The surrounding palace ladies and heavenly soldiers and generals did not even have a chance to react, and died in the aftermath of the battle between Ming Xiaoyang and Kunpeng.

Bang!
  The sky was furious, thunder and lightning flashed, and the confrontation between the two pinnacle quasi-sages shook the heavens. Naturally, the great supernatural beings in the Lingxiao Hall also felt it.

Brother Dijun Taiyi showed no anger at being offended, and looked calm and calm; the Twelve Ancestral Witches were gloating about the misfortune, wishing that Ming Xiaoyang would tear down the entire heaven; the Six Saints looked as expected and didn't care at all.

clang!clang!clang!
  Ming Xiaoyang and Kunpeng are formidable enemies on the road. Once they take action, they will fight fiercely without any reservation.

The thirteen movements of Huang Ji were extremely powerful and earth-shattering. A square-shaped painted halberd was held in Ming Xiaoyang's hand, like a poisonous dragon out of the sea.

Kunpeng's demon skills are unparalleled, and the demon master's palace changes in countless ways. The demon master's palace is supported by his long sleeves, and he clashes with the magic weapons in Ming Xiaoyang's hands without revealing his weakness.

Bang!
  Ming Xiaoyang's halberd rotated, and extremely hot light shot out from the sharp blade of the halberd, and the powerful move that had not been made for a long time came out again.

The fifth of the Thirteen Emperor's Movements - Heaven's Way will be transformed for ten days!

Boo!
  The clear chirping of birds sounded, and the blazing mana was activated. The power of the Nine Yang Manual learned in the early years was brought into full play by Ming Xiaoyang.

Ten lifelike three-legged golden crows suddenly appeared, spinning around Ming Xiaoyang's halberd, bursting out with infinite heat.

Seeing this scene, a trace of fear arose in Kunpeng's unwavering mind.

Three-legged Golden Crow!

No, this is impossible!

Kunpeng followed the same path as Ming Xiaoyang, both of them were happy and free.

After three sermons in Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng was invited by Emperor Juntai's brother to join the Heavenly Court and became the third most powerful person in the Demon Clan Heavenly Court.

Monks who practice the Way of Freedom generally don't care about power, but Kunpeng has really transformed into a demon clan strategist.

The reasons behind this are intriguing.

The root cause is nothing more than four words: skills are not as good as people!
  Kunpeng was defeated at the hands of Di Jun and made a helpless choice between death and surrender.

Correspondingly, the Golden Crow has also become a hidden pain buried deep in Kunpeng's heart, a Nilin that no one can touch.

Tear!

In a battle between masters of the same level, a slight flaw may be the basis for victory, enough to give Ming Xiaoyang the upper hand.

The scorching true fire of the sun fell down, leaving scorching marks on Kunpeng's skinny body.

The true fire of the sun is the deadliest poison to the yin-attributed Kunpeng!
  Ten Golden Crows returned to Ming Xiaoyang's war halberds, carrying a powerful force and stabbing Kunpeng in the heart.

(End of this chapter)