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Ali was still just a child, and the pain of being destroyed was unimaginable.

This is the catastrophe of Ali in Fengshibakou.

Just like I was worried about Jiang Xueyang's death, I was also worried about Ali. I was afraid that I would never see that girl from the Dongyi tribe again, and I was afraid that she would fall into a demon from now on.

There are only three people in the square of the ancestor temple, Mr. Langchuan, Daoist Huwei, and Fairy Luoshui.

In addition, there is not a single Yinshan disciple.

Behind the three of them was the most sacred old shrine in the Yinshan ancestral court, and the door of the shrine was closed.

"I have to admit that the magic way is much stronger than I imagined, and it is indeed irreversible to destroy the wolf's fate. It's a pity that you shouldn't come here." Mr. Langchuan said lightly.

"We're already here," I said.

"If you go down the mountain right now, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope. The Yin Division has already dispatched troops, and the Yin Mountain and the Demonic Dao have no long-cherished wishes, so why must they fight to the point of one soldier and one general?" said Daoist Huwei.

"Hehe, even if it's not for my demon disciples, the ancestral court of Yinshan Mountain must be destroyed today." I said with a sneer.

"Why?" Daoist Foxtail asked again.

"Ghosts and gods are dark, think of themselves. Yinshan is evil, evil deeds are numerous, poisoning the common people, humans and gods are angry together, the heavenly way of the Yinshan is a catastrophe, and I, the devil, will respond to the catastrophe and save the world."

"Okay. In that case, there is only a decisive battle." Mr. Langchuan said in a deep voice.

After speaking, Lord Langchuan, Daoist Huwei, and Fairy Luoshui made a fighting stance.

We have always underestimated Mr. Langchuan's strength. Similarly, Fairy Luoshui's strength has also been underestimated by us. Her combat power is not inferior to Jiang Xueyang.

And since the battle location is right in front of the ancestor's temple, the three of Mr. Langchuan can borrow the blessing of the ancestor's statue in the temple to increase their combat power, and also have the blessing of the guarding will of Wangtianhou from the entire Taiyin Mountain.

Even if we have the power to kill wolves, this battle is still very hard.

From dark to day, the whole day passed quickly.When the night light dies out, the three arrows of the Moon Demon will be shot from the Ghost Arrow Peak at any time.

Therefore, we had to use all our strength to kill the three Lord Langchuan and destroy the statue of the ancestor of Yinshan before the end of dusk.

At this moment, Mr. Langchuan has gone berserk, and the evil spirit of Jiuyin on his body is extremely strong.

His skill is several times higher than that of the Nine-Yin Hooker, but if he touches the Nine-Yin Shaqi, he will die.

Fortunately, from the very beginning, Yanhua entangled him tightly, preventing him from spreading the evil spirit of Jiuyin to Jiang Xueyang and me.

It's just that Yanhua's combat power is not as strong as that of Langchuan Jun, so he can only rely on the immortal body of the god of death to encourage and support him.

My opponent is Daozun Huwei, who is the only one in the Yinshan Dharma Line who is fully versed in all kinds of spells. Ghosts of the night.

In the battle between me and him, I was shrouded in the air of ghosts and mirages from the beginning to the end, and the stream of swords emerged endlessly.

The battle between Jiang Xueyang and Fairy Luoshui was also in a stalemate, and the battle between Fenglong and Black Snake was inextricably linked.

The three of Mr. Langchuan have been fighting a war of attrition from the very beginning. As our combat power increases, they are also improving their combat power. They do not seek to kill the enemy but only protect themselves.

In this case, even if they fight for another day and night, it may not be possible to tell the winner.

Yuhua and I can withstand high-intensity battles, but Jiang Xueyang can't.This is the ancestral court of Yinshan Mountain, the two heavenly gods of the devil and the way cannot intervene, and the nine heavenly wind gods and the eighteenth can not separate their divine thoughts to help.

Just like what she said, this is a catastrophe to kill the three stars of the wolf, and the law of heaven is not involved.

To break the game, one must have an epiphany in combat power.

Without epiphany, there is no way to break the situation.

Finally, the key to breaking the game appeared.

While frantically performing the forty knives of Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang, and forty knives, he comprehended the most powerful sword technique belonging to the god of death.

At the beginning of the sword technique, the demon-suppressing sword in her hand was the first to change.

Like the eyes of her god of death, the originally pitch-black blade gave birth to a blue flame.

This sword was originally forged by the two broken swords of Shenwu Pojun, and was later given by Emperor Qianlong to Shanhaiguan Mountain to suppress wild immortals and monsters. It was named Zhenyao Dao.

But now, this knife has completely transformed into the exclusive weapon of Death God.

Soon, with the flickering of the blue flame, the shape of the blade also changed.The blade is getting narrower and longer, and the blade is getting thinner...

Yanhua was still dancing wildly with the knife, the blade felt the killing intent of the god of death, and finally turned into a sharp blade shaped like flowing water, as thin as a cicada's wing, and glowing with azure blue flames.

This is the No. [-] divine soldier in the underworld, the sorrow of the soul, recorded in Daozang later.

"Sharp blades kill life, strength wounds souls. Slash!"

With a roar from Yanhua, Mr. Langchuan's body guard was directly cut through, and then his people flew out backwards and fell on the steps of the ancestor temple.

Mr. Langchuan was severely injured, Daozun Huwei and Fairy Luoshui retreated at the same time, and returned to the gate of the ancestor temple again.

They have already been defeated, as long as they kill the three of them, they can enter the temple and destroy the statue of the ancestor of Yinshan, and there will be no more Yinshan dharma in the world.

At this moment, the door of the temple creaked open, and a man in black came out from inside...

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When this man walked out of the temple, I felt a kind of spiritual coercion belonging to the superior. This feeling was like facing Nuwa's distraction in the Wild Immortal Temple, and it was impossible to resist.

However, this man is not Tianzun.

The reason why he can give me this feeling is because of the strength itself, a super half-step Tianzun powerhouse who is not Tianzun but has Tianzun.

Undoubtedly, he is the most mysterious and powerful first evil king among the twelve evil spirits of Yinshan.

The necrotic black dragon evolved from the previous Black Bat Life and Death Bridge, the Yinshan Zodiac Necropolis Killing Formation of the Twelve Envoys of the Yin Mountain, and the Guardian Formation of the Four Fiends of the Prehistoric, all possess powers comparable to those of the Heavenly Lord.

But they only have a moment of power, and they are completely unable to replace the existence of Tianzun.

In front of the real Tianzun, destroying them is just a snap of the fingers.

If Tianzun is not strong, then there will not be so many half-step Tianzun in this world.

The road is difficult, and it is as difficult as ascending to the sky to prove Tianzun.

However, the man in front of him who is walking out of the temple has 100% of the combat power of Tianzun, but he is not Tianzun.

There are only three persons of this kind recorded in the entire Daozang.

One is the humane sword fairy Lu Chunyang, who gained the combat power of Tianzun by virtue of his ten thousand swords before he could prove Tianzun.