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In an instant, Hundred Ghosts of the Night Xing moved forward at an extremely fast speed, trampling the void fiercely, like thousands of thunderbolts bursting out at the same time. ..

"bluff!"

Jian Twelve let out a low growl and rushed in, suddenly felt endless demon gods and ghosts appearing around him, they waved all kinds of demon soldiers, and some even opened their huge mouths directly to bite, Every demon god is comparable to a master of Huanxu Realm, and their number is even more incalculable, far exceeding the so-called Hundred Ghosts of the Night.

Qin Chuan is probably the strongest one of the past lords of Heavenly Demons.

Although these viscous and thick demonic energy is not as strong as the real demon's power, its vast and magnificent aura really made Jian Twelve overwhelmed. He circulated his real energy and directly sacrificed the heaven and earth dharma image of the Three Emperors Inscribed Golden Sword. His whole body was full of golden light. The power of chaos and the power of true demon erupted at the same time, forcibly opening up a world in the night walk of the ghosts.

"Brave Sword Slashing the Eight Desolations!"

Sword Twelve once again displayed the "Tianxuan Sword Art" that shocked the imperial court, and a fearless sword intent whizzed out, killing more than a dozen fierce phantoms in an instant.

Qin Chuan noticed the destructive sword intent cast by Wang Jian, his eyes suddenly gathered, and there was a hint of guard between his brows.

"Hahahahaha, even Qiangui Yexing can't stop me!"

Sword Twelve was originally a strong man in the realm of transforming the sky, and he also holds a magic sword comparable to a fairy weapon. When he uses the fearless sword intent, he is even more fierce. It gradually collapsed.

Yuan Futu stared at the bloody sword glow rising under the gray clouds. It was also the first time he saw the peak combat power of Jian Twelve, and said in a deep voice: "Your father's magic formation is about to be destroyed."

Qin Rongxian snorted indifferently and said: "I said before, father is the most powerful person in the world, no one can defeat him, just watch."

Lin Wan'er supported Yuan Futu to stand up, looked at the little girl with her eyes, couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked in a low voice: "How do you know people from the Demon Sect?"

"It's a long story." Yuan Futu turned his head to look at Qin Rongxian, forced a smile on his pale face, and said, "I didn't expect you to come to save me, thank you."

Qin Rongxian pouted, and said shyly: "You saved me before, now I should give it back to you, there is no need to thank you."

Yuan Futu smirked twice, and said again: "Thank you."

The devilish energy swept everywhere, tearing out shocking holes in the tumbling clouds, from which one could see the blue sky, as if in another world.

Sword Twelve kills more and more fiercely, and promotes the sword intent to a flat and square wisdom sword. The strangulation space formed covers hundreds of feet in a radius, and a quarter of the Hundred Ghosts Nightwalker has disappeared in an instant.

"What kind of night walk of ghosts, it is simply vulnerable!"

Jian Twelve laughed wildly, and Wang Jian swung forward again, but it seemed to have poked on the extremely hard leather armor, making an unusually dull sound, he raised his head, and widened those black eyes, somewhat He looked ahead in amazement.

Qin Chuan's face was like a glacier, extremely cold. His left hand was stretched forward, and he pressed the palm of Wang Jian's sword tip. A drop of black blood flowed from the small wound.

"How... how is it possible?!"

No matter how you say it, Wang Jian is a treasure comparable to a fairy weapon. No matter how powerful the opponent is, this sword will destroy the body if he does not die, but he did not expect that there are only such small wounds on Qin Chuan's palm.

"As I said, this body is the most powerful spiritual treasure... This farce should also end."

The next moment, the roaring Hundred Ghosts of the Night gradually became transparent and disappeared in the void, while endless demonic energy erupted from Qin Chuan's body again, covering the sky and cutting across the clouds of smoke, on his snow-white forearm , a series of black lines as thick as fingers emerged.

These black lines glowed with a subtle luster, like snakes swimming, they spread all over his body in an instant, protruding from the neck, passing over the cheeks, and finally converging on the forehead between the eyebrows.

At this time, Qin Chuan slowly raised his right fist, put his five fingers against the eye of the fist, and swung it out within a square inch.

This incomparably ordinary punch was extremely simple, but because it was too simple, it seemed natural, without the slightest flaw, making the Twelve Swords unavoidable.

In Jian Twelve's perception, he didn't feel any power in this fist, so he didn't have any scruples at all and let this punch hit his chest.

However, at the moment of contact, an extremely terrifying force erupted from it. Although this kind of devilish energy is not as powerful as a real devil's power, it is stronger than any devilish energy he has ever seen. come to mind.

To God?

In the blink of an eye, Jian Twelve receded at an astonishing speed like an arrow leaving the string, unable to stop this retreat at all.

Qin Chuan followed him like a shadow, and behind him, a gigantic phantom suddenly appeared, but this phantom was exactly the same as Qin Chuan's real body.

"It's been a long time since I saw the suzerain displaying the heaven and earth dharma." Mei Ling'er looked at the huge and handsome phantom, frowned with admiration on her face, and said, "But I don't understand why the suzerain's dharma can be seen. Is it yourself?"

"This is related to the cultivation of the suzerain. In this world, he does not believe in any demons or gods. He believes that only himself is the most powerful and will exist forever. So later, the suzerain master cultivated a unique ego." Zi Ye Canglong said slowly, but Qin Chuan's amazing talent and unique belief were revealed in the plain words.

Xiao Zhan shrugged his shoulders, "The most powerful heaven and earth method is matched with the most powerful demon sect's combat skills, it's something to see!"

Qin Chuan swung his fist, and that dharma figure also swung his fist, but the strength increased exponentially, and the void that he smashed was filled with waves. The blossoming black lotus flowers are unusually weird, but they exude a palpitating aura of destruction.

Jian Twelve roared violently, buffered his retreat, resisted the fishy sweetness gushing from his throat, and released a killing sword that exterminated gods and Buddhas, making this huge and magnificent blood light even more strange and dignified.

Standing proudly in the air, Qin Chuan punched the sword light, his body trembled, and the sword light disintegrated inch by inch, like glass falling to the ground, turning into fragments and falling into the peaks under his feet.

"I didn't expect that besides the old monk of the Six Paths, there are people who can practice to the state of returning to the gods facing the supreme catastrophe." Jian Twelve exclaimed.

"It's just that you are ignorant. It is said that the head of Shushan also stepped into this level."

Jian Twelve's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "What kind of trick are you using?"

"Just like your sword art, it is also the only method for the prosperity of the Heavenly Demon Sect. It is called "The Disintegration of the Heavenly Demon"!"