A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Under the bright bloody sun, fear began to appear in the eyes of the Demon Flame Giant, who had a big hole in his chest.

"turn out to be,"

"Emperor, that's all."

In the void, a blood-robed Taoist stepped forward, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and pulled out the scarlet blade bit by bit. The world was filled with a solid and terrifying aura, as if all living things were about to freeze.

"The genius of human swordsmanship..."

The phantom of the one-horned demon god behind the demon flame giant no longer obscured the consciousness of his existence, and said in shock.

It seems that in his mind, the human race is not just a slave race among all races.

This doesn't make sense.

Because the human race is much weaker than most of the slave races. Their spiritual and physical talents are extremely weak, and their strength is also weak. They are also at the bottom among the slave races. There is nothing surprising about them.

The result in front of him, a slave king, fought back dozens of kings head-on, which surprised him, but seemed to be reasonable.

"die."

Keng!

boom!

The bloody light between heaven and earth is not waiting for anything.

Along with the roar of the sky, the celestial phenomena changed drastically, the sea of ​​clouds cleared away, and a bright scarlet sun emerged between the sky and the earth. The crimson sword intent firmly locked the core of the demon flame giant and fell with a rumble.

The moment the blood sun fell, the whole world shook, as if the world collapsed and fell, pressing down.

Unstoppable, destroying everything.

"roar!"

"kill!"

In a short period of time, the phantom of the one-horned demon god had completely controlled the body of Emperor Cangkong, roaring to the sky.

In an instant, the totem shadow and the demon flame giant merged into one, swelling to the size of a thousand-foot giant. As soon as he raised his arms, wind and thunder surged, the space was shattered, and the aura was so huge that it was enough to hold the sky with one hand and resist the pressure of heaven and earth. constant.

"cut!"

The magic sword in the hands of the One-Horned Demon God has merged with the prototype of the flame giant pillar of Emperor Cangkong.

He breathed out the vast chaotic immortal space, and struck the sky with a sharp and dark sword. The demonic intention spread violently, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and even dispersed part of the blood light between the heaven and the earth.

The bloody sun suddenly set, facing the mountain-like magic sword blade.

boom!

Boom!

The moment the swords came into contact, an indescribable horrifying explosion roared, spreading out a circle of pure black ripples. The space of hundreds of miles around was instantly annihilated, exposing the cold and dead void.

A huge hole of nothingness appeared in the sky, and countless ghostly winds poured in, turning thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into a hell of ice.

All life is gone!

This place will form a small world of magic vines that will last for tens of thousands of years. Even the powerful gods will not dare to approach, otherwise they will be stabbed by the remaining immortal sword intent and immortal sword intent if they are not careful. Breaking through the sea of ​​consciousness, both the soul and spirit are destroyed.

The two parties were in a stalemate for a moment.

boom!

There was a sound of torn flesh and broken bones.

A giant that looked like a divine peak vomited blood and fell back, slamming into the ground. It instantly cut off a large river, and the earth sunken, forming a deep valley tens of kilometers in size. In the center of the deep valley was a demon flame giant.

He was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

The eternal chaotic space was broken open, and the giant's flesh and skin were broken into large pieces. The blood flowed like a waterfall, soaking the earth. There were many white bone stubbles on the body that broke the flesh and blood, which could not be healed in a short time.

The sword intent of blood rivers, like many river networks, intertwined and entangled, sinking deeply into the body of the Demon Flame Giant, wildly eroding and devouring his flesh and blood, greatly suppressing the Demon Flame Giant's self-healing ability, and causing his aura to rapidly decrease.

"puff!"

"No, this is impossible..."

Many kings were heard roaring in panic from the battle formation of the Demon Flame Giants, and they were vomiting blood.

Now they,

But it is dominated by the will of the ancient emperor Cang Yan!

How could he be defeated by a slave king!

This should not be true. Any slave king should be like an ant in front of the ancient emperor, extremely weak and should not have any power to resist. This should be an iron rule!

"you,"

"weak."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

boom!

He waved his hand and struck down with another sword. The Blood Sun rose from the earth, broke through the sea of ​​clouds, and brought bright and hot blood light between heaven and earth before falling with a rumble.

This sword is exactly the same, without any changes.

However, many kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan and the Emperor of the Blue Sky clearly felt that death was approaching, and they were walking towards them step by step, trying to drag themselves into the abyss of soul-destruction, without any hope of life.

In the end, he died in the hands of a slave!

"Brother, save me!"

"Please!"

Emperor Cangkong's consciousness recovered a little, and he begged in panic. He no longer cared about the many conflicts and resentments in the past, and shouted out such a title.

The phantom of the one-horned demon god ignored them and stood up unsteadily with his magic knife.

"River of blood?"

"King of Blood River, your name deserves to be remembered by me."

The phantom of the one-horned demon god looked at the blood-robed Taoist in the sky and said calmly: "With your broken foundation, you actually have the power to be close to a king-level emperor. Even if you face my true body, you are qualified to take my sword."

"rare."

"It's really rare."

"oh?"

"Are you trying to say that if you were dissatisfied in your heart, you could suppress me with just one hand if you were in the outside world?"

Jiang Ding's expression was calm, holding the Blood Yang in his hand, and pushed out with a bang: "This is indeed a fact. Among the same level, I am no match for you. It is impossible for me to defeat an ancient emperor's son of the same level."

"However, why are you dissatisfied and unwilling to accept it?"

"With so many advantages, at this time, under such conditions, you are defeated by me, what qualifications do you have to be dissatisfied?"

"You,"

"Waste!"

Boom!

In the sky, a round of blood sun roared down again, directly, not in the mood to listen to any condescending praise, and rudely suppressed it, wanting to crush all the creatures who only had words but no hard power, and could only find various reasonable excuses, and cut their souls into ashes.

"Waste?"

A trace of ferocity appeared in the expression of the phantom of the one-horned demon.

His life has been brilliant since birth. He has always pushed the same level and left the same level far behind. He can't even see his back. In his eyes, many emperors are just bigger ants and insignificant.

In the future, he is destined to become an ancient emperor, suppress the star field, and become the strongest person in the Horned Nether Field.

And now, a slave actually calls him a waste?

"You are looking for death!"

Clang!

The One-Horned Demon God used the Green Flame Spear Emperor Weapon as a prototype, and regardless of the consequences, he extracted the power of twenty kings. The power of blood and qi was dazzling, condensed together, sublimated, and finally formed a black magic flame burning magic knife, slashing towards the sky.

This knife is his masterpiece since he refined the knife. It is called the Star Flame Demon Knife. With the crazy fighting spirit as the front, it can instantly kill the enemy's soul.

This knife once defeated an ancient emperor on the battlefield!

However, facing such a terrifying knife, Xue Yang just rumbled down straight, bombarded head-on, and broke the Star Flame Demon Knife in an instant. The blood river sword intent rolled and swallowed all the crazy magic intent.

There is no reason, no skill.

It's just weak.

The swordsmanship is weak!

In the absence of absolute fundamental power to crush, his proud swordsmanship is not worth mentioning in front of such swordsmanship!

Boom!

Boom!

The Star Flame Demon Sword was shattered, and the Blood-colored Shining Sun passed through the body of the Demon Flame Giant without any obstruction.

Between life and death, the Ancient Emperor Cang Yan, who dominated the body's will, could only barely move a little, leaving his left arm and shoulder to bear the terrible bloody sword.

Zizizizizi...

There was only a slight sound, and a wisp of green smoke came out.

In the body of the Demon Flame Giant, which was like a divine peak, the left arm and shoulder, as well as half of the body, disappeared silently. More than a dozen kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan died without a sound, and their souls and flesh and blood turned into ashes, without any residue.