Chapter 557: Battle situation (III)

Taikong Sword Pavilion

The majestic demonic aura rolled from all directions like an upside down river, gathering together to cover the sky. In the dark world, the injured body was like a meteorite, with a bright residual blood, and a perfect arc was drawn from the air.

"...This is the last hope..." The wind above the head was fierce, Chishen's face was pale, his eyes crossed the mighty wind and the demonic energy that was hiding from the storm, and fell outside the clouds, on the long sword of the red-snow that had been covered with a lot of light by the dark clouds.

The wind roared in my ears, and waves of severe pain came from my limbs and bones. However, all of this suddenly became very, very far away for chills, as if it had been countless centuries. In those eyes like night, pairs of demons stood in the air, and the more they gathered, the more...

"Boom!"

The attack of the entire Jiange was less than a hundred feet above the ground. The entire forbidden void suddenly felt like it was held by an invisible giant hand and swung it up and down forcefully.

Crossing the layers of demonic energy and dark clouds, at the end of the chilled gaze, a man in white with cold silver eyes suddenly broke through the space and appeared in this space.

"Master!..." The moment the man in white with a cold expression appeared at the top of the sky out of thin air, the pain that had already claimed his will suddenly trembled, and a voice in his heart shouted.

This thought had just passed by, and I knew nothing.

The strong wind, dark clouds, lightning, and the attacks issued by demons in the sky..., everything paused at the moment when the deity appeared.

I stood proudly under the clouds. My whole body was filled with a breath that was above all sentient beings, and those silver-white eyes slowly swept across the entire Jiange.

At this moment, the sword domain became a still plane painting, and the only thing that could move was the original deity with silver eyes as ice.

‘Swish!~’

The deity suddenly disappeared, and at the place where the deity appeared, a white arc light burst out from the depths of Qingming, one to two, two to four... and then countless fleeting arc lights were generated, quickly passing through the dark clouds, winds, mountains, rivers, demons... and spreading through the circular fields that were stretched out. The extremely narrow arc lights occupied almost all the space of the entire sword domain when they appeared, and even faintly covered everything in this arc.

'clatter!--'

In the northwest of the sword domain, a pair of white as jade, as if cast in fine porcelain, faintly revealing a nearly transparent foot that gently lands on the ground. On the feet of the original body, a white dress hangs down gently, covering the feet.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!——"

Behind me, the sky was as vast as a vast ocean, and the demonic energy that was overwhelmingly blew open from the inside. A series of cracks like spoilers divided the extremely condensed attacks of the demons into pieces, and then scattered into the sky. Under the turbulence of the airflow, the entire sword pavilion shaking, like waves surging.

Above the clouds and under the sky, the body of a demon suddenly scattered into countless pieces, mixed with blood foam and internal organs, falling from the sky like scattered sand. It kept making a "pa" sound. The pieces of minced meat and blood formed a light rain, spilling between the sky and the earth.

"Huh!~" In front of Jiange cliff, a huge storm formed by countless golden armored soldiers casting the "Maha Sword Formation" was still whistling and spinning between the sky, but the powerful demons in the sky were killed.

Thousands of miles away from the sword domain, a black-haired mountain towering between heaven and earth, was floating black, holding a bow in his left hand and arrow in his right hand, watching the sword domain from afar. On his forehead, he was sweating like rain, and his whole body trembled violently due to fear.

"Too. It's so terrifying!" The demon whispered, quickly retreated, crashed into the void, and disappeared. In the distance, the deity just glanced back indifferently at the place where the demon disappeared, but ignored it.

"Ah!~"

The chest was agitated, and a soldier in Jiange couldn't help but exhale, and the air flow surged. It was not until this time that everyone had returned to the six consciousnesses. Looking at the rapidly dissipating demonic energy, no one knew what was going on. In their minds, the memory about this part was blank.

"Bang!~"

When time recovered, the late injury that was only dozens of feet above the ground continued to fall, smashing into the strata, causing several feet of smoke and dust to rise. The late injury was broken and the sternum was hit again. He couldn't help but spew a blood fountain. As soon as he landed on the ground, he didn't care about healing his wounds, but he turned over and supported the ground with one hand, stared at the white figure northwest of Jiange, and shouted in a low voice.

"Welcome to the Lord of the Pavilion!" The soldiers of Jiange who escaped from death suddenly woke up and all knelt on the ground in the northwest direction.

The light wind attacked, and with a faint demonic energy swept over the sword pavilion that suddenly stood between heaven and earth. As the wind passed, the deity was still wearing a white robe. Standing there for a moment, the deity took steps and moved forward indifferently. His figure gradually became nothingness and disappeared between the vast world. Behind him, a stream of yellow dust slowly floated up, swirling and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"He is not... Master..." Looking at the real person who disappeared indifferently, Chishen covered his chest with his left hand, and felt something in his heart, but in his mind, the silver-white eyes that he saw in a flash of glance were passing through his mind.

...He is the second master...

When the Lord sensed the crisis in the sword domain, crossed the space and slowed down layer by layer, it was also the underground of the Holy Mountain. The Great Light King Lord experienced layers of psychological struggle and finally stretched out his palm and pushed it towards the ordinary small wooden door, attracting the surging holy power in the sky...

After the light like a tide swallowed up thousands of miles of the Holy Mountain, everything was destroyed, including all the demon-level powerhouses who attacked the Holy Mountain and all the prominent land and things nearby. After the light was reduced, the incomplete holy mountain still stood between the heaven and earth. The underground of the holy mountain was even more terrifying.

The body of the Great Light Wang Yangzun collapsed straight, his palm still stretched out, staying several inches in front of the small wooden door, motionless - the holy power that could destroy everything did not destroy him.

"Cloak!~"

In the terrifying silence, the small wooden door in front of Wang Yangzun, the Great Light, suddenly turned into unbreakable wood chips, and the sounds shook off and accumulated on the stone steps. Behind the broken wooden door, a dark hole appeared.

"You disappointed me so much!" A slight weak voice revealed in peace came from the dark hole in front of Wang Yang Zundi, the Great Light.

‘Swish!~’

‘Swish!~’

Amidst the subtle sounds, they extended from the depths of the darkness to the left and right, and bright lights appeared on the walls, and the space behind the wooden door suddenly became brighter.

In the center of the surrounding fire cups, there was a white jade coffin of more than one meter. The coffin emitted a whirl of white air. In front of the white jade coffin, a man wearing a elegant white robe with a white crown on his head and two soft white ribbons on his cheeks stood quietly, facing the Great Light Wang Yangzun.

The man's face was pale as paper, and a kind of sick weakness was faintly revealed. On his slender fingers, thin blue veins appeared. Although he was still a little weak, the man's eyes were particularly bright, like the stars hanging high in the sky in midnight. Only those eyes covered the light of the room and covered up all the sharpness.

Unlike the original deity's view of sentient beings and independent of the hustle and bustle of the world, the supreme temple reveals a different kind of breath. Although it is just a random stop, it invisibly reveals an aura that is as vast as the ocean, which envelops all things.

"Da!" The Supreme, who had been cultivating under the temple for billions of years, took a step forward and appeared at the entrance of the small room, with his head just above the top of the exit. The pupils of the Great Light King Yang Zun changed, and the body of the Supreme Temple was not very tall, and it was above the dark pupils of the Great Light King Yang Zun. The longer it grew, it seemed to have the momentum of the sky in an instant.

After being shocked, the dazed King of Light suddenly felt a sudden terror, subconsciously staggered backwards. After three steps, he finally came to his senses, his face twisted. He suddenly raised his head, stared at the Supreme Temple, and shouted with a ferocious look: "Why don't you kill me?"

He shook his head calmly. As the white silk ribbons drooped on his temples fluttered, the Supreme Temple, also known as the Supreme White Tiger, spoke, "I won't kill you!"

His eyes fell on Wang Yangzun, who was shaking with great light due to excessive excitement. The White Tiger Supreme said calmly: "Congratulations, for enduring for so many years, you finally succeeded!"

There was no sound or anger in the sound, only a dull, as dull as water.

The Great Light Wang Yangzun looked at the pale man in front of him, his lips twitched a few times, and he wanted to open it. Finally, he couldn't help but smiled almost nervously:

"Hehehe...,hehehe...,hahaha..."

The Great Light Wang Yangzun bent his elbows, clasped his hands into a fist, and trembled violently towards the top. A flush surged from his neck with his nervous laughter, and finally crawled all over his face.

"Why why?!!!" The laughter stopped abruptly, and the Great Light Wang Yangzun arched his waist like a shrimp, and suddenly roared at the White Tiger Supreme: "Is this considered compensation? Ah?...Is this considered compensation?"

The pale-faced Supreme stared at Wang Yangzun, who seemed to be crazy, and silently said, but the originally pale face seemed a little pale again.

"I won't be grateful for you if you let me go... Humph," Da Guang Wang Yangzun turned around with a sneer, "You will regret it, you will regret it..."

"Zhishang..."

"Don't call my name!" The clone of the Great Light Wang Yangzun, or Gongsun Zhishang, suddenly roared.

"Okay..., Alas, this time, I don't blame you - the cause I planted in the past, today when I will receive this evil result - this time, you will repay your mother."

"Although you have the blood of the demon, I hope you remember that you still have a blood of the human race. You cannot change this. I——, although you are your father, but I still have an identity, the supreme guarding the human race. When these two identities conflict, I can only choose the latter. That day, I will do this to your mother, and today, I will only do this to you."

"Today, you have committed the crime of Taotian. Even I cannot be exempted from you. From now on, although the ancient times are great, there will be no place for you to live in. This time, I will let you go in the name of a father. But next time, when you and my father meet again, you and I will not be father and son. If you do not repent, then it will be the time for you to die." Although the Supreme White Tiger looked elegant, he was even more calm when he said this. However, the cold and heartless aura revealed in his voice was farther away than any ruthless look.

"Hmph!" The Great Light Wang Yangzun walked out of the passage without looking back: "Put your hypocrisy. It's been billions of years. You have not changed at all, and you are still so heartless. Good! Good!... You are indeed worthy of the name of the White Tiger!"

"Wait a moment."

The Great Light Wang Yangzun suddenly stopped and sneered: "Why, I regret it, huh, it's still time to regret it now!"

"Which level has your Ten Thousand Demons derived from?" asked the Supreme White Tiger suddenly.

When Wang Yangzun, the Great Light, suddenly his pupils contracted: "What do you want to do?"

"Although your land of thousands of demons is wonderful, it is not the right way. It is more mysterious and more square. In this way, you will never be able to reach the great way." The Supreme White Tiger suddenly said something that seemed to be indifferent.

"Hmph! Thank you for your kindness. I don't need to do anything about my business yet, you can care!" After the Great Light Wang Yangzun said, his sleeves floated up. The man had already escaped with the wind and disappeared into the vast Qingming...

"Oh!..." The White Tiger Supreme looked at the sudden entrance of the cave of Wang Yangzun of the Great Light, and suddenly looked up and sighed: "Forget it, humans and demons cannot coexist in heaven and earth after all. Death may be your best destination!"

As the sound fell, the White Tiger Supreme disappeared strangely, leaving a wisp of light breeze echoing in the cave. In the direction leading to the sword domain, a wisp of rainbow shadow, which was like a white tiger, passed through the sky...

The North Sea Hill.

Countless corpses of demons were scattered in all directions in this snowy land, in front of these demons. A dense black-robed figure stood between the world, like a brush, separating the world into two.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there was a vast sight, and it was obvious that it had gone through a fierce battle.

No one knows why so many powerful gods suddenly appeared when this area was sparsely populated. Among these dense shadows, the Duke Qianshang holding the book in his hand proudly was independent of the snow. However, compared with this, the aura of the black-robed figures around him was not much different.

"I actually want to attack Beihai. I really don't know how to live or die." Aside Jun Qianshang, a burly man over ten feet tall glanced at the demon's corpse under his feet indifferently and said coldly.

"There will be ten times and a hundred times more. As long as they dare to appear in Xuanyuan Hill in Beihai, they will die!" Another black-robed master responded.

Jun Qianshang stood quietly on one side, silent. This was not a tragic battle. Although there were many demons attacking the Beihai, it was still far from the force hidden underground in the Beihai. Its strength was far less than that.

Almost one-sidedly, all the demons who invaded the North Sea were killed, without even half of their lives.

"Let's go and see if there are any other places that need help. This time, we may never be able to bear it anymore." A man with long hair over his shoulders, thin face, and a vague majesty was spoken.

"Yes, Lord Chaos Battle!" Jun Qianshang lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Everyone waited, after half an hour, to see me." Everyone dared to take a step forward, and a huge white tiger image suddenly swept across the sky on the west side. At the same time, a dull sound sounded in everyone's ears, revealing evil spirits.

"The Supreme White Tiger!" The black-robed strongman named Luan Zhan was suddenly shocked when he saw this. Then his right knee softened and he knelt on the ground with a "bang", with a few wisps of snow foam splashing on his knees. Behind Luan Zhan, the ancient strongmen had just had a brief battle with the demons and knelt on the ground suddenly...

Knife Domain, in front of the portal.

The entire knife domain has turned into a storm land. In front of the portal, dark clouds rolled, thunder and lightning sounded, and bursts of burning lightning fell from the clouds from time to time. From the ground to the sky, all of them became battlefields. There were fierce battles everywhere.

Under the guidance of the vast energy, heavy rain poured down in the sky. Bead curtains made of raindrops as big as thumbs were hanging between the sky and the earth, and between the rain curtains, a faint rain fog was raised.

Ancient powerhouses from all directions continued to gather, among which there were many black-robed masters, with weapons in their hands wide open and close, and whenever they lit up and down, many demons would fall. In the direction of the Demon Realm, the Dark Expeditionary Forces continued to spit out from the portal, as if they were endless.

The war was very fierce, and corpses kept falling from the sky. Here, even the powerful domain could not last long, and it would break, and the caster of the domain would also turn into mummies and fall from the sky.

For the masters of both sides, the domain is far less mysterious than the ones in the hearts of ordinary masters. You can almost see where the nodes of the domain are.

"Thunder!" The sky was lightning, thunderstorms, and the ground was constantly fighting. Under the nourishment of the rain, pieces of cold armor reflected a series of burning white lights in the rain. Without the joining of the top ancient masters, the war in the sword domain was in a stalemate. At this moment—

"roar!--"

In the sky in the western part of the sword domain, with a roar full of extreme ferocious aura, a huge white tiger came from the sky from the west. Before everyone could realize what was going on, they saw the huge white tiger descending from the sky and pounced towards the sword domain portal...

"boom!"

The white light stuns the eyes, and the entire sword domain suddenly turned into a fierce place. The air was like a sword, and the cold bones were almost indulgent to breathe.

On the other side of the sword domain portal, the Demon Emperor was standing quietly behind the portal. Suddenly, a sound of tiger sarcasm that shook his soul. Then, a ball of white light like a spew of sea water surged out from the huge black portal, flowing thousands of feet away.

The array where the white light passed was originally arranged at the portal, and the dense dark expeditionary forces that were ready to enter the battlefield of the ancient sword domain at any time were all turned into powder and annihilated into the white light, without even a half scream.

"No, it's the Supreme of the Ancient!" The Demon Emperor's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated to the distance. A group of important officials of the dynasty were pale when they heard this, and they didn't dare to turn their heads back. They rushed to the distance, fearing that the Supreme of the Ancient came from behind the portal...

On the other side of the portal, the light and shadow dissipated. In the center of the battlefield, a white robe was wearing a white robe. The elegant and elegant White Tiger Supreme was behind her hands, standing in the middle of the crowd, with her eyes open and closed, and divine light was shining.

There was silence in the battlefield. After a while, a rumbling sound of kneeling on the ground resounded throughout the world.

"See the Supreme!" Amid the tremor of the earth, the ancient humans on the entire battlefield knelt down excitedly and shouted excitedly...
Chapter completed!