Immemorial Sword Venerable

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Outside the temple.

Mo Tao raised his hand and thrown it into the foot, and then broke the big lock.

The human emperor was dead and wounded, and no one was his opponent.

Only Yang Kun and the Pureblood Demon King can barely resist.

Boom!

Yang Kun exploded all the power in his body, and even burned his blood to stop Mo Tao's attack, and only bought time for the pure blood demon king.

"dead."

Mo Tao pointed out and hit the void barrier in front of Yang Kun, bursting into a deafening voice.

Click!

However, to everyone's shock, Yang Kun actually resisted.

In the hands of Yang Kun, He Ran has a token of burning flames.

That's ... Skyfire token.

"I'd like to see if you fire tokens this day can withstand several attacks."

Mo Tao sneered, pointing out several fingers one after another, each of which contained the power of the Holy Land.

In the sky, dense fingers, criss-crossed together, roared.

Upon seeing this, Yang Kun's face paled, shaking his head and sighing.

"I can only help you get here."

Not far behind Yang Kun, the pure-blood demon king's body emerged a vast amount of pure-blood blood, and it turned into the body between the electric light and the flint.

A tall and mighty pure-blooded monster appeared in front of everyone.

Roar!

A third eye emerged from the forehead of the pure blood monster.

call out!

A terrible red light burst from the third eye.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth lost their colors, and the entire sanctuary seemed to be in a scorching storm.

boom!

The dense fingers fell on Yang Kun's Skyfire token and instantly shattered it.

Yang Kun, too, suffered a strong shock and flew out.

His bones shattered and he lay on the ground, vomiting blood.

"Ok?"

After seeing the change of the pure blood demon king, Mo Tao took a golden light, stepped out, and came to Yang Kun.

"dead."

Yang Kun stopped him three times and five times, which made Mo Tao uncomfortable and wanted to kill him smoothly.

"roll."

The pure blood demon king shot, he unblocked the inherited memories of the dustless endless years, and the legendary talent.

I saw that he opened his blood basin and spit out a hot flame.

On his forehead, the third eye opened, releasing a bright light.

The two very different forces are intertwined and shocking.

boom!

The pure blood demon king rescued Yang Kun from Mo Tao's hands.

He stared at Mo Tao angrily, angrily.

"It is still the same sentence, you are my servant, fight with me, and will protect you in the Holy Land in the future."

The pure blood line in the pure blood demon king, let Mo Tao invite again.

However, it was ruthlessly rejected by the pure blood demon king.

"you wanna die."

Mo Tao gritted his teeth, said calmly.

call out!

He pointed it out, shaking the world.

Click!

The fingers and the bright light collided together and exploded, and the body of the pure blood demon king only stepped back slightly.

This scene also made Mo Tao surprised.

"interesting."

Mo Tao seems to have discovered the secret of the pure blood demon king. He licked his dry lips, opened his big hands, and directly grabbed the pure blood demon king.

The pure blood demon king refused his invitation twice, and according to Mo Tao's character, he would kill it.

But now, Mo Tao changed his attention.

Suppress!

He wants to catch the pure blood demon king alive.

The two successive attacks were able to withstand the pure blood demon king.

Finally, Mo Tao was serious.

"Stupid aborigines, you completely angered me. Next, I will let you know how strong the Holy Realm is."

The Holy Land is insulting.

Especially in the projectile land of Taikoo Chaos, it was resisted by a quasi-imperial emperor.

This made Mo Tao lose face.

"Get up."

His hands spread out, and a beam of sword light quickly condensed in the void.

The dense light of the sword made a deafening sound of sword sound, and inside the sword body contained incredible power.

"Is this the prestige of the Holy Land?"

The Pureblood King is desperate.

He unlocked the seal and released the power beyond his control.

He has tried his best.

To blame Mo Tao is too strong.

The strong man of the Holy Realm, after all, is not he can match.

He turned his head, scarlet eyes, glanced at the temple.

"I can only help you get here."

The pure blood demon king said to himself.

Then he gritted his teeth and seemed to make a crazy decision.

Buzz!

He stomped his feet, his huge body, soaring into the sky, with an unyielding will, bumped into Mo Tao.

He chose a method of losing both sides and wanted to force Mo Tao back.

boom!

The prestige of the Holy Land completely broke out.

An understatement kicked down the pure blood demon king.

At this moment, all creatures in the entire Holy Land, and even in every corner of Archaic Chaos, felt the panic from the depths of Yuanshen.

The top of the human race ancestral mountain, the power of the supreme rule is transformed into a giant face.

Buzz!

Invisible coercion, overwhelming, want to force back the power of Mo Tao's Holy Land.

"Humph."

Mo Tao sneered, he is a strong man in the Holy Realm, and the broken rules of the highest, want to force himself back, is it ridiculous?

Tear!

The power of the supreme rule, which compresses Mo Tao's prestige, cannot completely disintegrate it.

This also made everyone feel hopeless.

Including the Prospective Emperor, they are all creeping on the ground, waiting for the coming of death.

"It's too weak."

Mo Tao was condescending and stood down with his hands down, looking down at the living beings below.

"My son fell here, so you all have to be buried with him."

After all, Mo Tao was shocked and a prospective emperor was killed.

"It starts with you."

He worked hard for endless years, leaving only his son to his loved ones.

He paid too much attention to his son, and even gave Shengbaopan Chengun.

However, the son died strangely.

How can he not be angry.

He sucked in his big hand, and suddenly Panchen gun pierced the sky and appeared on his right hand.

He held the Panchen gun in one hand and kept pointing it out in the other.

Every finger points out, there will be a quasi-empire killed.

Roar!

This is the will of all beings, unyielding will.

They are desperate, they are angry.

At this moment, no one can save Taikoo Chaos.

"Hahaha."

Mo Tao laughed wildly, and he enjoyed the thrill of killing weak martial artists.

After killing more than 20 prospective emperors in a row, Mo Tao stared at the little mouse and others.

The Qiongshan Wuba was in front of the temple, with a terrible look, and it was very painful.

"dead."

At this moment, Mo Tao pointed out five fingers in a row.

"not good."

The little mouse screamed badly.

Xiao Huang, Xiao Hai, pangolins and old **** sticks were also shocked.

The pure blood demon king closed his eyes in pain.

No one thinks that five of them can survive.

"Hateful, I'm not reconciled."

"The old assembly avenged us."

Their bodies could not move at all, and they only faced the death calmly.

Hurry!

The Five Fingers, which penetrated the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, appeared in front of the five of them.

Only one step away from death.

however--

With a loud bang, inside the temple, a terrible breath rose into the sky.

Tear!

This breath is too powerful, and even overturns the indestructible temple.

Rumble!

The vast power rushed to the sky from the temple.

"what happened?"

Everyone was puzzled and looked up.

In just a moment, vast forces gathered in the sky dome, and these forces were merging at a very fast speed.

"Look, what is that?"

I don't know who exclaimed.

Suddenly, others noticed this.

In the sky, the majestic black power and the **** merge together to complement each other and resemble a yin and yang fish.

One yin and one yang rotate, and in the middle, there is a thumb-sized hole.

"Yin Yang Yuan, that is Yin Yang Yuan."

Yang Kun shouted excitedly.

The fusion of Yin Yuan and Yang Yuan will condense into Yin Yang Yuan.

The Yin-Yang Yuan is a symbol of the Yin-Yang Yuan Realm's consummation and power.

The stronger the Yin Yang Yuan, the stronger its strength.

"Don't ..."

The pure blood demon king widened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

His guess came true, Fang Chen really used the will of the demon and the will of all beings to refinish the Yin and Yang Yuan.

Boom Boom Boom!

In the sky, huge yin and yang fish rotate slowly, not weaker than the breath of the prestige of the Holy Land, and escape.

"This kind of momentum is not like the second order, is it the legendary third order?"

"God, how powerful are the Yin Yang Yuan?"

Yang Kun felt terrified.

And at this moment, inside the temple.

Fang Chen in a coma suddenly woke up.

Tear!

The moment when he woke up, the terrible Yin-Yang Yuan in the sky dome was instantly taken into his body.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong squeeze around him, which came from the supreme rule.

Buzz!

The strength in his body gradually calmed down, and the cultivation base was restored to the level of quasi-imperial.

"Although it is incomplete, it still has a strong bondage."

Fang Chen murmured.

Mo Tao is an example. It is stronger than the Holy Realm, and cultivation is still suppressed in the Realm of the Quasi-Emperor. However, the power of the Holy Realm is difficult to suppress.

"Blessed by misfortune."

Invaded by the will of the ten thousand demons, Yuanshen was almost completely infected.

At the juncture of life and death, alienation has occurred, and the will of all beings has evolved, which is the so-called white matter.

Black matter and white matter complement each other.

Using Fang Chen's body as a medium, he quickly merged together to help Fang Chen refinish Yin and Yang Yuan.

He looked at his own yin and yang yuan.

"Fourth order?"

Fang Chen also has a certain understanding of Yin Yang Yuan.

In ancient times, Yin and Yang Yuan were divided into three levels.

Tier 1 is the most common, Tier 2 is Tianjiao, Tier 3 is rare.

However, the Yin-Yang Yuan he condensed with the will of ten thousand demons and the will of all sentient beings is beyond this category.

If you have to classify a level.

Then, his yin and yang yuan should be the only one, which is the fourth order.

Fang Chen clenched his fists and was excited.

Fourth order, even in the ancient times, only someone has condensed it.

"Before the coma, my strength has reached the level of the Holy Realm. Now I am refining the Yin and Yang Yuan, and my strength has skyrocketed. I should stop talking about Mo Tao.

As he pondered, he felt the fierce battle outside the temple.

On the square, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed into rivers.

Together with his wife Xingyue, as well as the three children, they were all injured to varying degrees.

Five of them, the pure blood demon king, were also suppressed.

He rushed into the sky with anger.

"Mo Tao, you are dead."