Peerless Sword God

Zen Master Qingyun also changed his expression, and said in a serious tone: "Chan Guang, the matter of the Heavenly Demon Clan is of great importance, you must not talk nonsense."

Master Chan Guang said seriously: "Master, every word I said is true, and I am willing to swear to the inner demon as proof."

The elders who doubted this matter no longer had any doubts after hearing this.

Monks do not tell lies, especially Buddhist disciples like Master Chan Guang. If they lie, it will definitely affect their state of mind and produce inner demons over time.

Zen Master Qingyun knew him and had no doubts at first. Now that everyone no longer doubted, he said seriously: "What happened specifically, tell me and the seniors quickly."

When Master Chan Guang heard this, Lin Chen's words flashed in his mind, and he immediately told everything in detail, mentioning the Heavenly Demon Burning Flame and the Heavenly Demon Dark Star.

Finally, he mentioned the Turbid God with a solemn expression, which immediately made Zen Master Qingyun and others change their faces, and the elders were also shocked and speechless.

That was a holy god!

It's over.

Although the major holy places are strong, they do not have a holy god. How can they compete with the Turbid God?

Once the other party breaks the seal and comes out, the major holy places will be in disaster.

Corpses are everywhere!

Blood flows like a river!

The elders of the major holy places turned pale and looked at Master Qingyun, Master Yuxu and Master Yanxia.

"Chan Guang, according to what you said just now, the Turbid God is still sealed now?" Master Qingyun asked.

"Yes, Master, if the seal is broken by Tianmo Yundao and others, the Turbid God will be free again." Master Chan Guang nodded.

"Donors, the worst situation we expected has happened."

Master Qingyun looked at the Lord of Yanxia Cave and said solemnly: "The Turbid God is a holy god. If he is born, it will be a catastrophe. All the major holy places will not be able to escape this catastrophe. Qitian Sect is a lesson, so we must prevent him from being born."

"Master Qingyun is right."

The Lord of Yanxia Cave and the Lord of Yuxu Cave nodded. The former looked at the opposite Lord of Crazy War and said: "Lord Crazy War, do you still remember the agreement between you and me?"

The Lord of Crazy War said with a gloomy face: "This matter is of great importance. If we are not careful, Qitian Sect will be our death place, so we need to discuss it."

The Lord of Yanxia Cave and Master Qingyun and others looked at each other, but there was nothing they could do. They could only wait for the results of the discussion of the Lord of Crazy War.

Otherwise, the strength of the human race alone would not be able to deal with the Turbid God.

While they were discussing, the struggle in the ruins of Qitian Sect was also in full swing.

The focus of the competition between the human and demon races is the Qitian Palace.

This is the power center of the Qitian Sect, and the treasures stored here are immeasurable.

Under the gray sky, the Qitian Palace stands tall. Even after countless years, this palace is still magnificent and majestic.

Looking down from the sky, the Qitian Palace is located in the center of several mountain ranges, presenting a scene of dragons playing with pearls.

The whole palace is divided into eighty-one floors, which contains the number of ninety-nine returning to one. It is surrounded by gray and white clouds, full of mystery, just like a fairy palace.

In front of the palace is a vast square, which is tens of thousands of miles in radius. There are some weathered exquisite Huabiao and spiritual pillars standing around.

On the square lie a lot of wreckage, as well as the broken weapons and halberds that have lost their spirituality, and there are also practitioners who have died recently, some of them are human and some of them are demons.

Above the square, there are several battlefields, all of which are the genius disciples of the major holy places of the human and demon races, fighting hard.

The elders of the major holy places entered the Qitian Hall in advance.

The hall had many silver-white doors, most of which had been broken and collapsed, and some of the thresholds had corpses lying on them.

Rumble!

From time to time, there were sounds of fighting and colorful divine light bursting out from the various floors of the hall, making the windows full of holes. Some windows fell down and were soon shattered by various energy waves.

If Lin Chen was here, he would be able to see many familiar figures, such as the owner of Baihua Valley, the old man with red beard, and Yuanwu Zhanzu and Wanjun Shenzu.

The various divine pills, divine medicines, divine weapons and divine materials in the hall became their targets.

"Brother Wuyin, we really came to the right place this time. There are so many treasures in this Qitian Sect, more than I have seen before."

The Bixia Flower Girl looked at Wuyin Quanzu happily. She held a fiery red jade box in her hand, which contained a divine medicine as red as a maple leaf.

Wuyin Quanzu's eyes were piercing, with a yellow seal of mountains and rivers floating above his head, his feet stepping on the energy of mountains and rivers, holding a bottle of earth-attributed divine pill in his right hand, and he smiled and nodded:

"Yes, there are countless treasures in the hands of the dead Qitian Sect members alone."

As he said this, he looked at the broken Qitian Hall: "There may be more treasures in the hall. All the elders and the eight divine ancestors of the demon clan have entered. We don't have the strength to fight for them, so we are looking for treasures outside."

"What a pity."

Bixia Huanu's eyes flashed with unwillingness, but she knew that it was the focus of the eight divine ancestors' competition. With her strength, she would probably be killed by the aftermath of the battle before she found the treasure.

"No pity, it's a great opportunity for us to be able to come in this time."

Wuyin Quanzu was very open-minded, and suddenly heard a majestic and fierce shout from behind:

"Get out! A group of ants."

The sound of shouting echoed in his ears, filled with immeasurable divine power. Wuyin Quanzu felt the pressure coming on him, and hurriedly defended himself with the mountain and river earthy yellow seals, and then turned around to look.

I saw a strong demonic sword energy coming from the sky from outside the mountains, scattering the dark sword light all over the sky, like meteors and flying swords, hitting more than a dozen Five-Way God Ancestors from both human and demon tribes.

Uh-huh!

The sword energy descended on the square as light as a feather, revealing a middle-aged man wearing rusty black armor and holding a black magic knife. There was a conspicuous black rune between his eyebrows.

If Lin Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the other person. He is the Demon Meteor Sword.

As soon as it landed on the square, the Demon Meteor Sword burst out with terrifying power.

Buzz!

The aura of the devil containing the power of the sword will be centered on him, and all the cultivators within a radius of thousands of miles will be blown away.

Among them, there were four Seventh Path Divine Ancestors. Facing the power of the Demon Meteor Sword, they were as helpless as straw. The expressions of all the Divine Ancestors in the square changed drastically.

The Bixia flower girl's face turned pale, and she hid behind Wuyin Quanzu. Her delicate body was trembling and she said, "Senior Brother Wuyin, he is the Eight Paths Divine Ancestor."

"It's strange. This person is full of demonic energy and is obviously a demon. But he only hurts us human cultivators. Why doesn't he even let the demons go?" Wuyin Quanzu asked puzzledly.

He did not understand the Heavenly Demon Clan and mistook the Heavenly Demon Meteor Knife for the Demon Clan.

Not only him, but even the demons present were surprised. A Seventh Path Divine Ancestor walked out with a scroll of demonic fire and asked politely: "Senior, I don't know which holy land you are from..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Demon Meteor Knife, who sternly scolded: "Noisy!"

He raised his hand and waved the black magic knife, like drawing a knife to cut off water, directly splitting the Seven Paths Divine Ancestor in half. The crystal of the Divine Ancestor cracked, and the essence and spirit collapsed instantly.

"What?"

The demons present were shocked and could hardly believe that the demon in front of them was so murderous that they even killed their own people.

Several of the Seven Divine Ancestors from the demon tribe gathered together in panic and asked with ugly faces: "Friend, I wonder which holy land you come from, why are you against us?"