The reason why the God Monument Demon God is called the Demon God is because it has both sides, a god and a demon.

Some people will see demons in illusions, and some people will see gods in illusions.

The Desolate God Slash performed by Han Yang was obviously more divine.

But the Holy Cult leader's techniques are completely demonic.

General Zuo and others could even smell the fishy smell that he exuded when he performed his technique.

It was as if a world-destroying evil demon had descended into the world.

Plop!

Plop!

Almost all of the warriors on all sides fell to the ground.

Not to mention forming a formation to assist Han Yang, even the Holy Cult leader's force field could not withstand the crushing force.

When a third-level true king who has mastered both realms unleashes his power unscrupulously, all these ninth-level true masters have no choice but to kneel down and worship.

Invincible.

In front of hundreds of millions of people in the desolate capital, and in front of one hundred thousand Heavenly Sect masters, the leader of the Holy Cult showed his invincibility.

Despair arose in everyone's heart.

Even though Han Yang had hurt the leader of the Holy Cult before, they still only had despair in their hearts at this time, and they did not dare to expect Han Yang to win.

"Han...escape...ahhhh..."

Yuchi Jingnan's face was ferocious and twisted, and he could only snarl a few words with all his strength.

escape!

With the combat prowess displayed by Han Yang and Li Xuanyu, although they were defeated by the leader of the Holy Cult, they would still have a chance to escape.

As long as the two of them can escape, there will be a day of revenge.

Liu Ziran, Yuchi Lianhua, and Yang Ronger also wanted Han Yang to escape, but their cultivation was so bad that they couldn't even open their mouths.

Only under the terrifying force field erupted by the leader of the holy religion, he shivered.

"war!"

However, Han Yang seemed not to have heard Yuchi Jingnan's shouts.

He took Li Xuanyu's slender palm.

Li Xuanyu was so blessed that he let go of his body and mind, allowing Han Yang to control him.

Under the trembling buzz of the voice of heaven, the two people's flesh and blood quickly became one, as if they were one body.

Zheng!

The sound of swords clanging together sounded.

The Sixth Form of the God of War, the World-Destroying Sword.

Han Yang drew his sword again.

For some reason, this sword obviously carried the power of both him and Li Xuanyu.

ice!

earth!

fire!

gold!

Yuanci!

Deification!

Xuan Bing!

Han Yang and Li Xuanyu combined the seven laws into one, roaring and slashing at the leader of the Holy Cult.

At the same time, the jade-colored sword of the Holy Cult Leader also arrived in an instant.

The sword and the sword collided silently.

Bang...

It was as if someone blew a big gong in everyone's ears, and everyone lost their hearing.

Even the consciousness they released outside was completely shattered by the terrifying shock wave.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

Silent waves rolled in all directions.

The podium turned into powder in an instant.

The warriors on the stage were all ninth-level real-person warriors from the Huangjiang Mansion and the first and second-grade Tianzong, and many of them were at the peak of the ninth-level real person.

But under the aftermath of the terrifying attack by Han Yang and the others, no one could withstand such destructive power.

They were all thrown away like tattered dolls.

A real person like General Zuo, who was at the peak of the ninth level, was seriously injured and was vomiting blood.

Among them, the weaker one, the ninth level of the real person, was directly unconscious and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Catastrophe is coming.

Just the aftermath of the fight was already a catastrophe for others.

Countless people were seriously injured and died in the impact.

In the distance, others began to flee frantically.

He is not even qualified to watch the game.

boom!

Two figures flew up upside down.

It was Han Yang and Li Xuanyu.

The two of them looked a little embarrassed, and it was obvious that they were at a disadvantage in the head-on confrontation.

However, before their bodies hit the ground, they suddenly stepped through the void and charged forward again.

Boom, boom boom boom!

There was a series of explosions.

In just a few breaths, the three of them had exchanged dozens of moves.

Heaven and earth collapsed.

The rules are broken.

The deserted city was in ruins under the attack of three people.

The three of them couldn't help but spiral up and start a crazy fight over the deserted city.

The entire area was dark, the void collapsed, and the spiritual energy rolled back, presenting a scene of destruction.

No one had ever seen such a horrific scene.

Han Yang and the other three seemed to be gods and demons descended from the world.

Every move, every move carries the energy of destroying the heaven and the earth.

Even a top powerhouse like Yuchi Jingnan could no longer see clearly the attacks of the three people at this moment.

Only three afterimages could be seen above, which separated and rejoined, joined and separated again.

Boom, boom boom!

After countless explosions, the figures on both sides suddenly separated.

"You lost!"

The leader of the Holy Cult stood in the void with his hands behind his hands, his eyes full of triumphant smiles, cruel and ferocious.

The Yuanci ghosts and gods on Han Yang's left hand were slowly disintegrating.

The curse seal formed by the curse seal knife can only be used once before its power will collapse.

Han Yang used the Holy Body of Heaven to deduce it and perfected it to the limit, but it only turned into Yuanmai ghosts and gods, extending the time of use.

After nearly a hundred battles now, the Yuanci ghosts and gods have finally reached their limits.

The power belonging to Shi Hanshan began to disappear.

After losing the blessing of the power of Yuanci ghosts and gods, Han Yang will fall back to the real realm, and he will no longer be the opponent of the third level Holy Lord of the True Lord.

However, the Holy Cult leader was not in a hurry to kill Han Yang.

Instead, they pretended to be playing cat and mouse, wanting to appreciate their despair before death.

Han Yang ignored the Holy Cult leader, but continued to look at Li Xuanyu with a smile: "He said we lost, are you afraid?"

Li Xuanyu took out the wine gourd, drank a mouthful of ice wine, and suddenly said arrogantly: "He said you lost, but I didn't lose!"

She, Li Xuanyu, can fight to the death, but... she will not admit defeat!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Han Yang laughed.

Being with Li Xuanyu is always so interesting.

This woman always made him see a different side.

"..."

Opposite him, the face of the leader of the Holy Cult slowly turned gloomy.

He originally wanted to see how ugly Han Yang looked when he was in despair, but he didn't expect that the two of them could still talk and laugh?

"laugh?"

Unable to bear it any longer, the Holy Cult leader walked towards Han Yang and Li Xuanyu step by step, and said with a ferocious smile: "After I pull out your bones one by one, let's see if you can laugh again! "

The invincible self-confidence has obviously returned to him.

Evil and ferocious.

Han Yang turned to look at the leader of the Holy Cult and said with a half-smile, "I admire your courage if you dare to challenge me with nearly a hundred moves."

"What?"

For some reason, the leader of the Holy Cult suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The other person's behavior was too calm.

Calm to the point of being almost abnormal.

"die!"

He didn't dare to continue playing. He raised his hand and raised his sword again, intending to kill Han Yang.

At this moment, Han Yang raised his finger and flicked it lightly.

Snapped!

The crisp sound of finger snaps was particularly harsh in the silence.

However, when this snap of fingers fell into the ears of the Holy Cult leader, it was like a soul-calling sound from hell.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The next moment, as the sound of finger snaps spread, a burst of power suddenly exploded within the body of the Holy Cult.

In just one breath, his body was blown to pieces.

No matter how much the leader of the holy religion controlled, he could not suppress the explosion in his body. He could only watch his body crack into countless pieces with a crackling sound.

He couldn't even leave a last word before it turned into a rain of blood in mid-air.

Until death, I didn't know what happened.

Li Xuanyu's expression was slightly complicated, and he murmured drunkenly: "Your voice of heaven has become more powerful."

After nearly a hundred battles, Han Yang had already poured the voice of heaven into the main body of the Holy Religion.

After a missile exploded the Voice of Heaven, the leader of the Holy Cult was immediately blasted to death.

This is a violation of rules.

Unless the leader of the Holy Cult understands the way of heaven better than Han Yang, there is only one way to die.

After the death, the flesh and blood of the Holy Cult leader seemed to turn into a phantom of blue smoke and disappeared into Han Yang's left hand again.

Yuanci ghosts and gods roared silently, and their blurred faces darted left and right, becoming Han Yang's strength.