Seeing the more fierce and domineering hammer hit, Bai Jun couldn't help but look pale, and a look of despair flashed in his eyes. He was already seriously injured at this time and was unable to resist the full-strength attack of the black demon who was much stronger than him.

The next moment, Bai Jun gritted his teeth and showed a crazy look on his face, turning into a white snake, which was the white dragon in its original body.

"Hmph!" The black demon, who was disdainful and sneered, slightly changed direction and smashed towards the three-inch position of Bai Jun's body. The speed was so fast that Bai Jun could not dodge.

And just as the time delayed the Black Demon changed the direction of the attack, Yang Jiao rushed over.

Amid the crisp and loud sound of gold and iron attacks, the purple and gold spear and the black sledgehammer collided together.

The void instantly stagnated, and then was torn apart by the terrible energy that had scattered, revealing a huge space crack, and even the chaos and turbulence in it could be clearly seen.

"Hmm?" The black demon, who was steadily steadily, couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao who was slightly embarrassed and was shocked, and was also seriously injured, with the situation: "I didn't expect that a disciple of the Creation lineage had such cultivation, which really surprised me!"

"Who are you?" Yang Jiao, who was holding the purple-gold spear, looked at the black demon with a serious expression and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, the black demon whose eyebrows twitched slightly, then smiled lowly and said, "You can call me the black demon!"

"Boy, you are very good to be able to hurt my proud disciple! Unfortunately, a genius disciple who is so amazing in the lineage of fortune is about to die here!" The black demon who turned and said coldly. Before he finished speaking, he disappeared out of thin air.

"Yang Jiao, be careful!" Bai Jun, who was also a little surprised that Yang Jiao could block the attack of the black demon, couldn't help but his eyes tightened and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice when he saw this scene.

Almost at the same time, the black sledgehammer, which became the size of a hill, also smashed down at Yang Jiao.

"Hmph!" Yang Jiao, with a solemn expression, looked at the black sledgehammer with his eyes as lightning. The purple-gold spear in his hand, which had appeared in golden light, shot out like a purple electric light, and collided with the black sledgehammer.

The void shook and violent energy fluctuated.

"Puff" Yang Jiao, whose whole body trembled, spitted blood with a slightly red face. Instead, his face turned pale, and he obviously suffered some serious injuries.

"Yang Jiao!" Bai Jun, who shouted anxiously, saw the black sledgehammer that had turned around and smashed towards him.

A crisp sound of gold and iron attack sounded. Bai Jun, who blocked the white spear in his hand, flew out even more embarrassedly, trembling all over and vomited blood again, and his injuries became even worse.

"I don't know how to live or die!" He looked at Bai Jun, who was seriously injured and breathless, and the black demon who spoke indifferently. He turned to Yang Jiao with cold and violent intent flashing in his eyes: "Boy, I think you can withstand a few strokes!"

"Yang Jiao, don't worry about me, go!" The seriously injured Bai Jun shouted to Yang Jiao.

Listening to Bai Jun's words, Yang Jiao, whose body was slightly shaking, was tighter with his hands holding the purple-gold spear, and blood was visible between his fingers. His whole body exuded a sharp and forward momentum like a spear, as if nothing in this world could bend his backbone.

"Good boy. My bones are very hard! But I just don't know if they are harder than the demon hammer in my hand?" Looking at Yang Jiao with sharp aura, the black demon with faint eyes could not help but say in a low voice.

Yang Jiao, who was silent and stared at the black demon, had a stronger fighting spirit in his eyes. Purple lights appeared all over his body, and flashed on the purple-gold spear.

"Hmph!" The black demon, who was unhappy when he saw this, flew away, as if he was carrying the entire void like a mountain. The black demon hammer, the size of a small hill in his hand, directly hit Yang Jiao. The void where the demon hammer passed, was shattered inch by inch, and the terrifying black cyclone locked Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao, who seemed to flash like lightning in his eyes, shook his arms slightly, turned into a psychedelic gun shadow in his hand. The seemingly nothingness of the gun accurately stabbed the center of the black magic hammer. At the same time, the dazzling purple light enveloped Yang Jiao's whole body, and then gathered along the gun body towards the tip of the gun, causing the sharp energy on the purple-gold gun to burst out like a substance, and the surrounding void was twisted and shattered in an instant.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", Yang Jiao, whose whole body shook back and forth, turned into purple lightning all over his body, gathering like a substance, as if Yang Jiao, who formed a thunder armor, looked even more brightly towards the slightly retreating figure and stably steadily shockedly, looking up at the black demon who was killing him.

With a violent and terrifying explosion of energy, the Black Demon and Yang Jiao who fought again couldn't help but trembled all over and flew backwards.

"Breakthrough?" The black demon who twisted his body and stopped, stepped on the void and looked at Yang Jiao with a gloomy face. He couldn't help but speak in a low voice with cold and angry voice: "It's worthy of being the most outstanding third-generation disciple under the Craft Sect. It's really good that he can make another breakthrough at such a moment!"

Although it was right, the black demon exuded a colder and terrifying ferocious aura, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even more heartbreaking.

"Haha" Yang Jiao, who smiled happily, looked at the Black Demon with a bright look and said, "I also have to thank Lord Black Demon for his guidance, otherwise I, Yang Jiao, will find it difficult to further my cultivation!"

Listening to Yang Jiao's slightly sneering words, the black demon gritted his teeth and hated him secretly, he flashed and rushed back to kill him again without waiting for Yang Jiao to finish his words.

"Good come!" Yang Jiao, whose eyes were as lightning, grinned and then rushed forward.

When they fought like lightning, they all tried their best. Yang Jiao and the Hei Demon, who were merciless, fought dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

"Yeah!" A muffled groan, accompanied by violent energy sweeping away, and flew back slightly in a mess. Yang Jiao, whose hands were almost dyed red with blood, was still blushing with a slightly pale face, but his eyes were still burning, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit, looking at the dark demon who was as gloomy as water dripping.

"Swish" the black demon who suddenly tightened his black demon hammer in his hand, and while the black demonic energy in his body became rich, his entire aura suddenly became extremely violent and fierce.

"Yang Jiao! Death!" In a low and hoarse shout, the black demon who was shocked all over his body seemed to shoot at Yang Jiao. The void was twisted wherever he passed, as if he was traveling through space. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Yang Jiao, and a violent and terrifying hammer fell down.

Yang Jiao, whose eyes were tightened almost at the same time, had a crazy smell flashed in his eyes, and the rich purple lightning flashed wildly. While his whole body was trembling, a terrible energy that was also violent like thunder and lightning was also emitted from Yang Jiao's body.

The black demon hammer filled with rich demonic energy collided with purple thunder and purple spear with purple thunder and lightning. The next moment, the black demon and Yang Jiao, who were trembling all over, couldn't help but fly backwards in a mess at the same time.

"Puff" spit out a mouthful of blood, Yang Jiao, who was in a mess, shaking his whole body, his face twitched slightly, his breath was a little slim. It was obvious that the move just now consumed a lot of money for him, and he suffered a lot of losses in this confrontation.

"Hmm?" The black demon, who was also slightly embarrassed and calmed down, his face turned red. His whole body trembled slightly. A wisp of dark red blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously injured.

"Yang Jiao!" Turning to look at Yang Jiao with obvious weak aura, the black demon gritting his teeth couldn't help but flashed in his eyes. He never expected that this Yang Jiao could force him to this point. He ate the physical damage and used the strongest attack, but he couldn't kill him!

Facing the black demon's gaze that seemed to be swallowing his eyes, Yang Jiao smiled helplessly. At this time, he was no longer one in ten, and even though the black demon was injured, his strength was affected. But it was definitely not something he could fight against. Could it be that he would fall here today? Thinking of this, Yang Jiao couldn't help but feel unwilling to accept his great revenge, and his mother and second brother and younger sister took care of him. He must not die here just like this. What's more, his life and death are related to Bai Yulang, Bai Jun, and Uncle Long Li's lives, how can he give up easily?

"Why? At this moment, do you still want to fight with me?" Feeling the unyielding will condensed on Yang Jiao's body, the black demon couldn't help but squint his eyes and said sneeringly.

He said this, but the Black Demon couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Yang Jiao in his heart. I have to say that the guy he had underestimated before was qualified to be his opponent.

"If you don't try, how do you know that you will die?" Yang Jiao, who slowly raised the purple-gold spear in his hand, smiled calmly at this moment: "I, Yang Jiao, have never been a person to give up easily! Even if you die, you will die in a fight with a respectable opponent, and that's no regrets!"

Nodded slightly, the black demon also grinned and smiled, and a strong sense of fighting appeared in his eyes and said, "Okay! Yang Jiao, next, the winner will be divided into one move!"

As they spoke, they looked at each other. The black demon and Yang Jiao, who were smiling on their faces, disappeared almost at the same time, and the next moment they collided with each other again.

However, just as the two fierce and terrifying attacks were about to collide in the void, the void suddenly shook and twisted, causing the figures of the two to separate in an interlaced manner, and their respective attacks fell into the void, causing two huge vortexes to appear in the air and the space to tear apart.

"Teacher?" Yang Jiao suddenly turned around and looked at the figure that appeared in the twisted void.

"Hmm?" The black demon turned around and changed his expression slightly. He looked at the Qinglian Daojun who was wearing a green robe in the void and exuding a mysterious aura. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, "Qinglian Daojun?"

"Senior Brother!" Bai Jun, who was anxious and worried about watching the game from a distance, was stunned for a moment and hurried forward to salute him in surprise.

He nodded slightly to Bai Jun, and then saw Yang Jiao's serious injury and his breath was floating. Qinglian Daojun, whose eyebrows were slightly condensed, couldn't help but wave a stream of green aura penetrated into Yang Jiao's body.

"Thank you, teacher!" Yang Jiao, who was smart all over, felt that his injuries were recovering quickly. He was a little refreshed and could not help but turn to bow respectfully to the Lord of Qinglian.

"Let's retreat for the time being!" After looking at the Qinglian Daojun who was talking calmly at Yang Jiao and Bai Jun, he turned his eyes and looked at the black demon in the void ahead as lightning, and said coldly with a slightly dark face: "Black demon, the masters of the demon clan have indeed extraordinary Taoism. However, not everyone can kill my disciples of Qinglian Daojun easily!"

Listening to the cold voice of Daojun Qinglian, the black demon's brows twitched slightly. Although his heart was weak, he said verbally unwilling to show weakness: "I have heard that Daojun Qinglian is the most outstanding disciple of the Heavenly Lord of Creation, the first person to be a saint in the prehistoric world. However, I don't believe that you have not become a saint, how powerful can this method be!"

"What are my methods? You will know if you try it!" The Qinglian Daojun, who was still cold in his tone, looked at the Black Demon with a cold look flashing in his eyes as he raised his hand and shot out like a blue sword light, which seemed to be traveling through space. He did not allow the Black Demon to react and came to him.

The black demon, whose whole body was tense, suddenly felt an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart. At the same time, a rich black demonic energy spread out of his body with a low roar. The demonic energy condensed, mixed with the blood radiated from the black demon's body. In an instant, a dark red ancient armor was formed on his body.

With a "boom", the blue sword energy collided on the dark red armor, and a slight stagnation caused the dark red armor to shatter. A blood light splattered, and the black demon also screamed and flew backwards.

"Not bad! I can take my move and never die, I am worthy of being a black demon!" Qinglian Daojun, who waved his hand lightly, looked at the bloody wound on his chest in the void in the distance, standing on the void with a trembling body, his breath was extremely weak, and his face turned pale. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said calmly.

He looked lingering in fear. He looked at the black demon who looked at the Qinglian Taoist Lord in shock, and his eyes were faintly flashing with fear. Although he thought that the Qinglian Taoist Lord's cultivation might be very high, the black demon never expected that he was so strong. Facing the Qinglian Taoist Lord, the black demon had no power to fight back at all. This gap is not at all the same level.

Looking at the black demon, the Qinglian Daojun whose eyes flashed slightly, then said in a light tone without any touch: "The demons have many provoked me to my fortune lineage. If I don't repay you today, I will be a little unreasonable!"

Before the Qinglian Daojun finished speaking, his face changed. His busy figure moved and was about to sink into the slightly twisted void.

"Om" the void trembled, and at the same time, the Qinglian Daojun raised his hand, just grabbed the black demon in the air. In an instant, the space seemed to be controlled by the Qinglian Daojun, causing the black demon's figure to stagnate slightly in an instant.

The Qinglian Daojun, who turned his fingers slightly bent, controlled the void to crush the black demon.

"No!" The black demon, whose eyes were widened, looked shocked and angry, made a crisp sound of flesh and blood all over his body, and his body suddenly became bloody.

Seeing that the black demon was about to be squeezed into blood and blood by the void, the void that was originally controlled by the favored Daojun seemed to break in an instant. With a "pop" sound, it suddenly twisted and shattered in the void. A large amount of black mist emerged, wrapping the seriously injured black demon in it.

"Huh?" Seeing that it emerged from the cracked void at that moment, it spread out in the blink of an eye, as if it had covered half of the sky. The Qinglian Daojun, whose face slightly changed, could not help but stared at the huge beast shadow that was faintly visible in the endless black fog.

Seeing this unexpected scene in the distance, feeling the terrifying aura faintly coming from the endless black fog. Yang Jiao and Bai Jun, whose faces changed, could not help but subconsciously exclaimed in a low voice: "Saint?"

"In the prehistoric world, there are actually other saints?" Bai Jun was a little unbelievable.

Yang Jiao, whose purple light appeared in his eyes, looked at the endless black fog with a slightly moving expression, and said to himself with some surprise: "Is the demon clan with the strength of a saint? Why does it still maintain the original body of a beast?"

As the two of them spoke, the void slightly wafted, and the Qinglian Daojun had already arrived beside them.

"Don't resist!" Qinglian Daojun, who had spoken to Yang Jiao and Bai Jun, directly put them away.

The black fog churned, and a faint beast shadow stepped out of it. At the same time, a low laughter sounded: "Hehe, Qinglian Daojun, you are so bold that you actually want to kill the black demon!"

"Hmph! You and others are raging in the prehistoric world, and everyone can kill them!" Qinglian Daojun snorted coldly.

"Hehe" After another more harsh and deep laughter, the beast in the endless black fog couldn't help but sneer: "Just you, you are not qualified to talk about killing demons yet! Although you have extraordinary qualifications and have a cultivation level comparable to a saint, there is still a huge gap between quasi-saints and saints. Today, I will let you understand that the so-called saints in your prehistoric world are nothing. And you, Qinglian Taoist Lord, are nothing."

Listening to the words of the beast-eating, the cold-faced Taoist Lord Qinglian said nothing, but a Qinglian sword appeared in his hand, and the sharp sword energy emanated from the sword body.

"Why, do you really want to fight with me?" The beast who asked coldly was impatient and cold, facing the fierce Taoist Qinglian, couldn't help but growl: "I don't know how to live or die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black fog spreading in the void around the beast gathered, turning into dark and sharp lights like arrows and shot towards Qinglian Daojun.

The sound of "swish" sounded, and in the distorted and chaotic void, the Qinglian Daojun whose figure flashed, turned into thousands of sword shadows in his hand, blocking all the black sharp lights.

At this moment, a deeper black sharp light came to the front of Qinglian Daojun like a more terrifying speed through the void.

"Hmph!" He narrowed his eyes and looked at the deep black sharp light. The green lotus sword in his hand flashed, as if the green lotus condensed from the blue sword light appeared out of thin air, blooming, allowing the black sharp light to shoot into the lotus heart.

The fierce and violent energy explosion sounded, and the black sharp light with a sharp power that was greatly reduced in the instant shattered green sword lotus continued to move towards the Qinglian Taoist Lord like a maggot.

"Qinglian Sword Light!" Qinglian Daojun shouted softly, the green lotus sword in his hand was bright, and the rich green sword light gathered, shot out from the tip of the sword, and destroyed the black sharp light like a shattered destruction, and then continued to move towards the beast and sank into the endless black fog.

As silently as the endless black fog trembled violently, the beast shadows retreated slightly.

"Hmph!" In the low and vague roar, the beast devoured couldn't help but become violent: "Mr. Qinglian! Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me!"

While the beast devouring was talking, the black mist in the void all over the body gathered towards it, a low and majestic roar sounded, and at the same time, the invisible fluctuations made the endless void sluggishly slightly.

The next moment, a rich black stream of light flew out from the horn that appeared above the beast's head and passed through the twisted void and headed straight towards the Qinglian Daojun. (To be continued...)
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