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The pupils of the demon saint master were instantly covered by white sword light.

This sword came very quickly, obviously far away from the starry sky, but it was cut out in half as if it were close at hand.

This sword came very slowly, and it had clearly arrived in front of him, but it could not fall for a long time.

The Suzaku phantom screamed, shattering in the anger of life and death.

Jiulong roared and mourned, also dissipating between heaven and earth.

The Eastern Emperor Bell and the Good Fortune Bell were equally stagnant in the air, and finally turned into nothingness.

This supremely powerful sword of the God of Judgment, but it is still difficult to get close to a saint.

Yue Mingsheng's white hair fluttered, and it was naturally not enough to rely solely on Jian Qi.

The real focus is still on his own sword.

The sword is full of intent, and the sword is extremely sharp.

The black power of destiny completely merged Yue Mingsheng's right hand with the hilt of Canglan Sword.

Then Yue Mingsheng's sword directly broke through the life and death qi of the demon clan's holy main body.

Head towards the demon tribe's holy lord face tribe.

Two jade-like fingers stopped in front of the trail where the Canglan Sword fell.

The power of the gods, coupled with the sword of the gods, and the blessing of the four images of the **** of punishment, handed out the sword of the **** of punishment, and indeed broke the defense of a saint.

But it only stopped here, the **** of the demon tribe's holy master fell on the blade.

Such a sword of Zhu Shen was stopped.

No miracle occurs. In the face of absolute crushing strength, miracles are often the extravagant hope of the weak.

In Roco's eyes, there was a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

In the past, no matter how bleak the situation was, I would never give up.

This time, Roco felt that he really couldn't see any hope.

A trace of anger appeared on Yue Mingsheng's face.

I thought that with the help of it, I had recovered to the peak state, coupled with the sword handed out by the Canglan Sword and the Four Elephant Zhushen Array blessing.

It shouldn't be like the original upstream river.

But now, seeing the demon tribe's holy lord lightly catching this sword, Yue Mingsheng realized that although he and Ni Liuchuan were both called the double pride of the human race, how big the gap between the two sides was.

"This is the power that belongs to the saint? How could that idiot be able to resist such a power?"

A trace of sadness appeared in Yue Mingsheng's eyes.

The demon tribe's holy lord spoke faintly: "Yue Mingsheng? I have heard of you, and you can be born after submission."

Obviously, a strong deity who doesn't rely on luck, made the demon tribe saint master in front of him also moved a little bit of solicitation.

After all, before, the ghost ancestor transformed by the main soul of Yuemingsheng had cooperated with the monster race many times.

But the current Yue Mingsheng is completely different from the ghost ancestor.

The ancestor of the ghost sect was transformed by desire, and Yue Mingsheng was still a strong human being even though he had escaped from his own personality.

"I'm not convinced!"

At this moment, although Canglan Sword was stopped by the demon clan's holy master, Yue Mingsheng's eyes burst into an even more exalted fighting spirit in an instant.

"I'm not convinced!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"I'm not convinced!"

Yue Mingsheng's anger echoed in the starry sky.

For a long time, he and Ni Liuchuan have been called the double pride of the human race, after the idiot and the previous saint of the monster race died together.

Although Yue Mingsheng believes that there is a gap between the strength of himself and Niu Chuan.

But this gap is more due to the fact that the road of fate that I have taken is a dead end.

Even so, he wouldn't be much weaker than the guy with his brain full of muscles.

Reality is very cruel, so cruel to some dreams, it will be broken at the touch of a touch.

The power of the **** level can be compared to the semi-sage, and even the strong of the gods level can completely crush the semi-sage.

But in front of the sage, no one can do this except for a pervert in Niu Chuan throughout the ages.

Because the saints return with the heavens and the earth, and have the same fate.

It can even be said that becoming a saint will be able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth at will.

Confronting the saint is to fight against this heaven and earth.

The demon clan saint master originally thought that his solicitation was enough to make Yueming lively.

After all, this so-called human race powerhouse has done too many things in order to stay alive.

But he didn't expect that Yue Mingsheng not only didn't mean to be recruited at all, but on the contrary, a stronger fighting spirit broke out in an instant.

Feeling the strength of the Canglan Sword above the fingertips has been aggravated a bit, the demon tribe saint master shook his head faintly.

"Ignorant resistance."

The demon clan holy master immediately increased the strength in his hands.

On the Canglan Sword, there were shards of cracks unexpectedly.

Ro Ke looked at the battle in front of him, and couldn't help showing a tragic smile at the corner of his mouth.

In the current battle, it can be said that the human race has used all its power.

However, in front of the saint, these seemingly incomparable powers, after all, can hardly touch the demon tribe saint master at all.

In Roco's body, the lunar yin and the origin of the sun have completely agitated.

The power of the Eucharist of Yin and Yang lies in the agitation of the two original forces in the body.

The stronger the turbulent forces between the two sources, the stronger the destructive power they can cause.

However, there is a prerequisite for this, that is, Roco himself must be able to withstand such a terrifying power.

Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

Roco continued to increase the strength in his body, and the result of this was that Roco's body had begun to collapse.

The figure of the old man with the spirit of the spirit appeared beside Ro Ke, and the palm of the old man with the spirit of the white cloth fell on the shoulder of Ro Ke.

Immediately, the power in Roco's body dissipated instantly as if being drawn away.

"senior?"

In Roco's tone, there was obviously a trace of doubt that couldn't help.

"Let's go without it."

The elder Qi Ling did not give Ro Ke a chance to speak again, but directly used the power of the light of hope.

The white light instantly covered Roco's whole body.

On the other side, Yue Mingsheng's right arm had followed the Canglan Sword like porcelain, and it broke into pieces directly.

Luo Ke was looking at the old man with the Qi Ling, directly burning all his own power.

The artifact spirit of the sacred artifact is a very special existence.

After all, among the sacred artifacts of the Monster Race, there is no artifact spirit at all.

And the identity of the old man is naturally very mysterious.

According to what Roco can understand, the Three Lights Holy Artifacts did not initially exist.

And the old man with the spirit of the instrument seems to have entered the sacred instrument of the three lights to become the spirit of the instrument in a special way.

Before sending Roco away, the old Qi Ling left a special mark in Roco's Sea of ​​Consciousness, which was the last remaining mark of the star.

Such an approach undoubtedly means that the old man with the weapon spirit can no longer take care of the remains of the star himself.

Because all the old man of this war weapon can do is devote himself.

Sacrificing everything of oneself, creating an opportunity for Ro Ke, and stopping the footsteps of the demon tribe's holy lord.

A look of relief appeared on Yue Mingsheng's face.

I still couldn't beat that guy, but that didn't mean that I would be weaker than that guy. I was also a person who dared to fight against the saint.