Qin Li was shocked.

The Demon Emperor of Confucianism is too powerful.

Living in the Primitive Demon Palace, but being able to sense the ninety-nine states of gods and demons.

"We are in trouble." Dugu's old demon looked solemn and pulled Qin Li away quickly.

But the remnant blade demon marquis is too strong, and the cultivation level of the ninth level of Dharma image is equivalent to the former Qianyuan Holy Lord.

He dragged the demon to death, and in a few breaths, he chased after him.

"Seal the field!"

The Remnant Blade Demon Marquis slashed with a diagonal blow.

The cruel sword light traverses eight thousand miles, pale and cold-blooded, reflecting death.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the void solidified and the airflow was heavy, like a flowing rock, which made people breathless and their flight speed plummeted.

"I'll deal with this guy!"

Demon Miejue saw that Qin Li had no way to escape, and rushed out impatiently.

He held a ten-orbital demon sword in his hand, swallowing and spitting out the purple demon weapon, which was extremely sharp. He slashed horizontally and slashed at Qin Li, and his murderous intentions were intertwined into a net.

"Just your sword technique, let's practice it for hundreds of years when you go home!"

Qin Li shook his head.

When you draw your sword, you stab it, as fast as lightning.

The sword light pierced into the opponent's sword technique and penetrated the demon's extinction chest.

"Damn it, you deserve to underestimate me?" Mo Miejue's eyes were angry, and the wound on his chest healed quickly. He was the son of the Demon Emperor, and he was immortal. Without some special means, he could not kill him at all.

"Swords sweep the Jiujiang River!"

boom!

A sword stabbed out.

The power of the demon is rolling, and the sword aura is surging.

Nine demon rivers were drawn out in the blink of an eye, sweeping through the sky, shocking thousands of miles, and even the void was shaken out layer by layer. The Sharp Knife City not far away was also unlucky. The city collapsed, hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators were affected and died on the spot.

"One sword is pure and tough!"

Qin Liyun was calm and breeze, and he fought back with a sword.

The spirit and spirit gathered on the sword, and all kinds of murderous intent were condensed to the extreme.

The Taichu Sword's fetus was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. With a slight shock, the nine magic sword rivers were torn apart in an instant. Going further, the demons were about to break and extinction.

"not good!"

Demon Miejue raised his sword to block it.

clang!

The two swords handed over.

It sounded crisp.

The demon migratory hand shaking the sword and exploded on the spot.

The purple magic sword trembled continuously, not only was it destroyed, but it also destroyed the mark.

The old man chopping wood once said that the ultimate of hard work is "shaking".

If you practice to the extreme, you will be injured when you rub it and die when you hit it.

Qin Li not only reached this level, but also held the Taichu Immortal Sword, which can be said to be a god blocking the god of killing the demon, and a demon blocking the demon. With one move, he took the purple demon sword into his bag as a spoil.

"My Purple Evil Demon Sword!" Mo Miejue screamed in anger.

"Don't hurt the emperor's son!"

The Remnant Blade Demon Marquis takes action at this time.

He just watched the show to give Demon Extreme a chance to show off.

But the result was shocking. The son of the dignified Demon Emperor was actually abused by an unknown soldier and had no power to fight back. He also took the Ten Ombus Magical Artifacts. If he didn't take action, the Emperor's son might die.

"War Sword Beast!"

call out!

The sky eye cracked.

The Remnant Blade Demon Marquis directly summoned the Dharma image.

The power of the innate demon is evaporated like a dark cloud, with a magic image emerging from 20,000 feet.

It turned out to be a six-legged magic horse, with a flying mane, a covered in armor, and a hot flame flowing in his eyes. The horse's hooves were actually a blade, and a row of bone blades on the back, with fangs all over his mouth, which looked extremely terrifying.

"A ferocious beast!"

Qin Li was shocked.

This is a strange beast in mythology.

Wherever it appears, there must be blood and war.

"Do you have to die if you offend the Emperor's Son!" The Remnant Blade Demon Marquis snorted coldly.

The ferocious beast trampled past, endless magic power swept through, causing a bloody storm, tearing apart the void for thousands of miles, and 80,000 miles of rivers and mountains were trembling.

It is worthy of being the ninth level of Dharma image, with full strength and unpredictable ghosts and gods.

"It's too late!"

The old demon Dugu raised his hand and waved it.

A holy light streaked out and spread a safe area.

"Your biggest failure is to give me enough time to prepare."

boom!

The holy light is getting brighter.

A holy stone appeared on the body of Dugu Lao Demon.

There are holy marks everywhere on it, and a corner of holy formation extends out, covering a hundred miles.

The power of a saint cannot be underestimated.

Ye Qingcang was 40,000 feet tall in the Dharma image, but he was beaten to the death by the holy relics.

A mere 20,000-foot magic figure hit a corner of the holy formation head-on and shattered on the spot.

"My Dharma image!"

The Remnant Blade Demon Hou screamed in pain.

The mysterious nature of the Nine-level Dharma image is very profound and can be restored after it is broken.

However, this kind of pain of tearing the soul is not ordinary discomfort, almost going crazy with the Remnant Demon Marquis.

"Die!"

Qin Li used a huge killing weapon.

There is an extra platinum gourd in my hand.

The gourd lingers around the holy marks, and once it is opened, it bursts with platinum sword threads.

It is very difficult to kill the Ninth Level of the Magic Picture for ordinary holy relics.

Because such a monk is not a fool, nor a target, he will flee thousands of miles away when he sees the situation is not good.

However, Qin Li and Dugu Laomo supported each other and used the other's contempt to cooperate with each other, and defeated the strong with the weak.

The platinum sword thread pierces the sky eyes of the remaining blade Demon Marquis' eyebrows.

Although he had several ways to save his life, how to block the power of the saint was instantly shattered.

A generation of demon marquis died so hard that he was unknown.

"What!"

The demon extermination was extremely horrified.

When I came, I was full of confidence and was extremely powerful.

After just a few moves, the opponent killed the Dharma Demon Marquis. The change came too quickly and could not react at all.

"Go and accompany him!"

Qin Li slapped the gourd's butt.

Pour the last holy sword silk.

The demon migratory was split in half, and the holy power eroded the internal organs.
To be continued...