Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 449 The disaster of extinction
As soon as Yuhua moved, all the generals of the Demonic Dao were shocked.

Even Jiang Xueyang's expression changed instantly.

Over the years, everyone around Yuhua has gotten used to her gentle side.

In the past, she was too tired and carried too much pain.Beneath the indifferent face of death is a tired heart.

After amnesia, no one who knew her complained about her.The gentle and weak girl of the Lin family is more comforting than the god of death in the ancient underworld.

Jiang Xueyang once said that if possible, she hoped that Yuhua would never wake up.

It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the magic way cannot be without the general who breaks the army.

"Jiang Xiang, sister Yu Hua has awakened?" A Li asked.

"Hmm. Maybe she never sleeps, and always appears when Mo Dao needs her most."

Now, Mo Dao has reached the moment of life and death.Facing Lu Chunyang's sure-to-kill sword, Yanhua stepped forward without hesitation.

The god of death in the air has changed into a uniform.

After completing the seventh Nirvana, Yuhua herself can arm her death body with soul energy.

She is now wearing a dark black heavy armor, shrouded in a strong breath of death.

The legendary battle armor of the undead was shattered at the bottom of Helan Mountain. The armor that Yuhua is wearing now still maintains the charm of that armor, but it fits her perfect body better than the legendary legend of the undead.

The white-haired Grim Reaper was extremely cold and glamorous.

As she said, I bloom in the killing, like a flower in the dawn.

The scorpion in the air is like a lotus in full bloom.

At the moment when she was in full bloom, Lu Chunyang's sword energy exploded in the stamens of the black lotus with a force of thunder.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

The power of the destructive sword qi radiated in all directions.

The body of the god of death could not carry the destructive energy in the sword, and turned into black mist, which was scattered with the agitation of the sword.

The demonic disciple silently looked into the sky, and the scattered black mist seemed to disappear at any time.

Lu Chunyang's sword of Liwei was caught, and the price was that the god of death in the ancient underworld of the evil way turned into black mist, and his soul was broken.

When the black mist dissipated, it was the time when Yuhua's spirit died.

"Hang Hua!"

Jiang Xueyang let out an angry roar, tears streaming down like rain.

"Why? Why are you doing this?"

"You said that if the one who returns is the Patriarch of the Mo Dao, you will give your life back to the Mo Dao. But, why didn't you wait for him to come back, and left so heartlessly."

"Don't you even have the courage to face it?"

"Pojun, you are a coward!"

Jiang Xueyang roared loudly.

3000 years ago, the death of Pojun Dharma Protector Tianzun caused the magic to disappear overnight, and Tanlang Dharma Protector Tianzun sank into Jinao Island with tears in his eyes.

Without Dao Patriarch, the Demonic Dao disciples still have the support of the Pojun General. If the Pojun is not there, how can the Demonic Dao fight?
Pojun died, Shapolang's fate was broken.

The Battle of the Conferred Gods has not yet begun, and the magic way has already been eliminated.

As a demon disciple, I have never seen Jiang Xueyang who lost his composure.

"Jiang Xiang!" Ali persuaded with tears in her eyes, but she herself was already sobbing.

All the generals of the Demonic Dao wept silently.

The black mist finally dissipated, and the sky became clear.

There is no black void vortex, and no soul can reunite her body with black energy.

No matter who will think, the god of death has left this world.

The Yellow River has ten bends, after all, it flows eastward.

There will no longer be the Empress of the Yellow River in the Yellow River, and there will be no more generals who break the army in the Demonic Way.

A corner of the three-star fate of Shapolang was missing, and half of the country was ruined by the magic way.

Yuhua's sad departure is a grief that Mo Dao cannot bear.

Also caught off guard was the humane Tianzun.

Xie Liuyun's face was full of disbelief, and he murmured, "Brother, did she really leave?"

"En." Zhang Daoling said with a sigh.

"Unexpectedly, she would leave in this way." Xie Liuyun's tone was somewhat desolate.

"I can't think of it either."

"In the Battle of the Conferred Gods back then, it was Dao Ancestor who went first, but this time it was Po Jun who went first. It seems that the Devil Dao can never escape the tragedy of fate."

"Perhaps it was already doomed from the moment the teachings of the Devil's Dao were born," Zhang Daoling said.

Xie Liuyun glanced at Lu Chunyang, wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

The matter has come to this point, there is no room for redemption, and the next step is to bury all the army of demons and wipe out the roots, otherwise what humanity will face in the future is the crazy revenge of demons at all costs.

"kill!"

Lu Chunyang was resolute. Killing God with one sword did not weaken the hatred in his heart, but made him even more crazy.

One sword kills the general who breaks the evil way, who in the three realms can do it?
This sword is destined to be recorded in Daozang, and it has been mentioned countless times by people of later generations.

Sword, the ancestor of a hundred soldiers.

The divine sword among swords, the sword god among men.

Lu Chunyang was full of arrogance, and the Qingsuo sword in his hand was practiced like a rainbow, as if he looked down upon the world's sword masters.

The most tragic battle of Tianzun has begun!

Following Aofeng's and Liu Zhirong's two dragon chants, Mo Dao blocked the entrance to the top of the mountain.

Ali started to shoot arrows, and the moon demon took the form, and the arrows of the moon god turned into a frenzied tide of darkness.

Lu Chunyang sent out his sword energy again, and Chun Jun sent out his sword to intercept it.

Afterwards, Chun Jun and Lu Chunyang flew to a duel in the air.

Lu Chunyang's divine sword skills are against the sky, and Chun Jun's three swords can't be resisted. In just a moment, his whole body is pierced by Lu Chunyang's sword energy, and his whole body is covered in blood.

Huolong Zhenren's divine sword is equally astonishing, and his chosen target is Ali.Ali's dark tide is too domineering, with her in the human world, everyone is in danger.

While Aofeng intercepted the attack of Tianzun's magical powers, he still did not forget to take time to spit out the power of the ocean. It was with the help of Aofeng's waves of ocean power that Mo Dao was able to hold the line of defense.

However, the difference in combat power was too great. It didn't take long for Liu Zhirong to rise into the air and transform into a black mist in the shape of a dragon, and began to absorb the power of the human god's soul.

Seeing this, the Five Qi True Monarch gathered into an formation, summoned the Five Qi True Dragon, and flew into the air to fight against the dragon-shaped black mist transformed by Liu Zhirong.

Liu Zhirong flew into the air, causing the Demon Dao to lose a line of defense. Xie Liuyun led dozens of Humane Heavenly Venerables to kill them, and Liu Fengshuang led the Demon Dao Warriors to intercept them.

The mighty power of Tianzun, as soon as they met each other, countless demon warriors were killed and injured.

"President Jiang, please fight." Ordinary magic disciples shouted in unison from behind.

Looking at these devil disciples who had the will to die, Jiang Xueyang's eyes showed a touch of unbearable color, and then all of them turned into determination.

History reappeared. At the time, none of the disciples of the Demonic Dao on Jinao Island survived, and it is still the case today.

At the moment Jiang Xueyang quickly arranged an army formation, organized more than [-] ordinary magic disciples into attack formations one after another, rushing into the battle like moths to a flame.

It is very difficult for ordinary magic disciples to hurt Tianzun, but when they completely ignore life and death, their beliefs condense into a powerful force of will.

Under the blessing of this power of will, the demon disciples were not suppressed by the coercion of Tianzun's divine sense, and stepped on the corpses of their comrades to kill Human Tianzun one after another.

Chunjun, who was killed by Lu Chunyang in the air, was covered with bruises. He pulled out the gap and slashed towards the hinterland of the demonic army on the ground with a sword.

The sword qi exploded, instantly taking the lives of tens of thousands of demonic disciples.

The Taishan Emperor of Dongyue summoned the soul of Mount Tai, and the huge mirror image of Mount Tai fell from the sky, killing countless disciples of the demonic way.

The brilliance circulates, the magic weapon, the talisman and the supernatural power, the attack of the Human Dao Tianzun is like a meteor falling, and every time it hits the ground, it will cause a large area of ​​​​casualties.

However, in the face of such a tragic death, the disciples of the demonic way seemed unaware, and only had killing intent in their eyes.

"Disciple of the Demon Dao, eternal red."

Someone yelled from behind, and then the demon disciples attacked even more crazily.

The blood stained the ground red, and the bones piled up like a mountain.

Faced with this kind of crazy attack that ignores life and death, the Human Dao Tianzun finally began to suffer casualties. One after another Tianzun was besieged and killed by the demon disciples, or died under the destructive burst of Ali's dark tide.

Seeing this, Huolong Daoist shouted violently, and the Huolong sword in his hand flew out and stabbed at Ali.

The sword turned into a fire dragon in the air, carrying the majestic and incomparable sword spirit, roared, trying to swallow Ali's figure.

"Yueyin, tidal flow."

Knowing that he was unstoppable, A Li bent his bow and pulled out the vortex of darkness and void, trying to devour the fire dragon.

Watching the fire dragon being swallowed inch by inch by the void vortex transformed by the tidal flow, Ali was about to fight back, but at this moment, the void vortex exploded.

The fire dragon once again appeared proudly. Although the power of the sword energy has been greatly weakened, the fire dragon itself has the strongest destructive power.

At this time, Ali, who had exhausted his spiritual sense due to the tidal flow, was overwhelmed by the murderous intent of the fire dragon before he could react. In the end, only a painful moan was heard, and Ali's broken body flew upside down.

Jiang Xueyang took it, but A Li had already fallen into a severe coma because of his spirit being severely injured.

Without the deterrence of A Li's arrows, the attacks of the Human Dao Tianzun became more violent, and the deaths and injuries of the disciples of the Demonic Dao became even more miserable.

Xie Liuyun killed Liu Fengshuang, and the five-energy true dragon summoned the five-energy true dragon. With the help of Zhang Daoling's five-thunder supernatural power, he dispersed the dragon-shaped black mist transformed by Liu Zhirong, and the Taishan Emperor summoned the Taishan mirror image again to continue to suppress the magic way disciple……

Chun Jun, who was duel with Lu Chunyang in the air, could no longer bear any more damage, and the blood rained heavily, so he had to turn into a sword body to avoid the attack.

The sword body was broken everywhere, and the sword body was covered with countless cracks.

Lu Chunyang still refused to let her go, shouted violently, and tried to cut Chunjun in half with the Qingsuo sword.

Aofeng soared into the sky, and the body of the Zulong swept across all the Celestials, and then rushed towards Lu Chunyang with lightning speed.

Lu Chunyang had no choice but to withdraw his sword and slay Aofeng, Chunjun escaped, stuck on the ground, the sword's light was dim and there was no more edge.

Soon, Aofeng, who was cut through the dragon scales by Lu Chunyang's divine sword, had to desperately perform the Shanhai Jue, and turned into a mountain range in front of the demon Tianzun.

Aofeng, Ali, Liuzhirong, Chunjun.

So far, the top four battles of the magic way will all be lost, and everyone is facing death threats.

As long as the mountain range transformed by Aofeng is defeated by the Humane Heavenly Venerable, the demonic army will usher in a real catastrophe.

……

We are neither the living nor the dead, we shall be forgotten by the living and the dead.

We return to the world we said goodbye to, but we can never return to the days we lived in, the people we loved.

We are beings and curses, therefore we forget the past, and are forgotten by the past.

The strongest power of death is called oblivion.

On the forgotten sky, Reaper is on her eighth Nirvana!
(End of this chapter)