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He was immersed in the dazzling light, like a god descending into the earth, holy and powerful!

Ying Que looked up at the sky, his body moved and suddenly appeared in the sky feet away from the Dark Lord.Fei Lu was the quickest to update the chapter. He blew a long whistle and said, "Scumbags, leave Yuenan and create Yuanlingzhou!"

The Dark Lord let out a strange laugh, and the momentum soared.

At this moment, countless powerful auras rose from the ground, and the Ying Que was separated from the Good Fortune Primordial Spirit Emperor. These auras behind him were earth and vast, and behind everyone there was this Good Fortune Primordial Spirit Shadow. Although the colors were different, All are Yi Yi's brilliance, dazzling.

Seeing Ying Que and the strong man behind him, the Dark Lord kept smiling and said, "Do you think this demon will be afraid of you?"

Killing intent appeared on Ying Que's face, his eyes swept across the Dark Sovereign, and he stopped talking nonsense with the Dark Sovereign. Suddenly, a monstrous energy burst out. His body jumped a few times in mid-air, and with the power of Conan Destroyer, he directly attacked. To the Dark Supreme.With a proud smile on his face at the sight of the Dark Lord, he shook his fist at the winning gate.

A magical Yi Creation Yuan Spirit launched a hand-to-hand battle in the air!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Mao, hair, hair!"

Violent energy rages through the air, and every impact causes the space to vibrate violently.

"Belong, destroy the dark forces!"

Ying Que let out a long whistle in the confrontation with the supreme remnant of the black magic, and immediately, the Creation Primordial Spirit clan with a tyrannical aura in the air launched an intensive offensive towards the black magic group in front.

Although they have different surnames, they are all the blood of the Yuanling people of the Fortune Creation. Don't be afraid to obey the orders of the Creation Yuanling Emperor!

Groups of Good Fortune Yuanling warriors also came to the tomb of God Good Fortune Yuanling from a distance.Under the leadership of His Majesty the King of Creation Yuanling, they joined the battle.In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of the Creation Yuanlings launched a charge against the Black Magic Group.The battle immediately showed an overwhelming trend.

In the air, the Black Magic Supreme Remnant saw that the black magic at the bottom of the sky had shattered into pieces, and quickly and suddenly made a wrong move towards the Victory Gate.The corpse disappeared quickly.The winning gate looked around, but the Black Magic Supreme disappeared.

"Humph!"

The victor stands tall in the sky and is tall.He raised his hands and threw his feet among them.He was majestic and frightened in all directions.

"The dark forces are gone!"

Standing next to Pangu, the victorious Kun breathed a sigh of relief, his face showing the joy of victory.

But Pangu frowned, shouted loudly, and drove towards the tomb of the Yuanling Spirit of Creation.

The powerful Creation Spiritual Qi that created the sacred realm from scratch has felt that the highest remnant of black magic has not left, but rushed into the Creation Spiritual Tomb!

Soon, Pangu was caught in front of the barrier of the tomb.The incomplete body of the ancient gigantic primordial spirit is still quietly occupied.Pangu's body made a few jumps, and rushed in 0.3 from the big mouth of the body's incomplete body.

Nothing in front of him.Pangu reappeared in the consciousness of the ancient giant creation spirit.Only this time, there were two people standing in front of him.

One is the white-haired ancient creation spirit that will win the wind, and the other is a man in black. The man's eyes are only dark, and his whole body reveals a strange atmosphere, that is the Supreme Darkness! .

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Winning Wind looked at the Dark Lord and said slowly, "Why are you here again?"

The Dark Lord smiled at the wind of victory, but the smile was extremely grim: "Old man, you broke the good deeds of this magic [-] years ago. Now you have a chance to redeem yourself and hand over the crazy Thunder Sword!"

After hearing this, he was suddenly shocked.He finally understood why the Dark Lord appeared.Thirty thousand years ago, the Holy King sealed the Dark Lord with the Sword of the Holy King.Now the sword of the holy king has disintegrated into a five-element Gu sword, burning the sky, cursing the gust of wind, thunderstorms, huge waves, and Wan Ren.As long as the Dark Lord takes one of them, the Sword of the Holy King cannot be repaired, and its power can be exerted again. "Don't give it to him!"

Pangu shouted at the winning wind.

"Jiejie, do you think it's up to you to decide this matter?"

The Black Magic Supreme smiled grimly, revealing his pale teeth.

"This ancient creation spirit died [-] years ago. Although this demon is just a remnant soul, he is just a remnant soul now, not this demon! If you don't agree, I will kill you immediately!"

After the Black Magic Supreme finished speaking, a murderous intent erupted.

"Hmph, even if the ashes disappear, I won't let you succeed!"

The ancient Good Fortune Primordial Spirit thundered against the wind, and a powerful Good Fortune Primordial Spirit attack burst out from his soul, turning into a horse attacking the Dark Lord.

In the face of the open spirit of ancient creation, the Dark Lord did not dare to neglect.He quickly gathered his spirits, released a well-trained dark horse, and walked towards the ancient gigantic spirit.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the space shook, the soul body of the ancient fortune-telling Yuanling Yingfeng suddenly dimmed a bit, but the Dark Supreme was looking at Yingfeng with a wild smile:

"How? To give or not to give?"

"No!"

At this moment, a sound of Hesheng erupted from Pangu's side, and the soul body of the God of Creation has become a dense appearance in front of the Dark Supreme.

"It's you!"

The Dark Lord looked at the God of Creation with a hint of contempt.

"it's me!"

The God of Creation went straight back to the Dark Sovereign, with a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

"Do you still have a face?" The Dark Lord was referring to the God of Creation and said angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense, accept life!" After speaking, the God of Fortune swept towards Yingfeng with the corner of his eye, Yingfeng immediately understood, and attacked the Dark Supreme again with his soul, and at the same time the God of Fortune also put his hands on the wind. He slapped his chest, pointed a finger suddenly, and a gray training horse shot out, attacking the Dark Sovereign at the same time.

"Humph! With you two, you are not the opponent of this demon!"

"Boom, boom!"