In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

Before the tribe, after Lin Yichen finished speaking, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were like two divine swords, piercing the sky and illuminating the world.

Wherever they passed, all the demon races felt as if they were being penetrated by an extremely sharp sword, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Above the high-altitude demon clouds, Demon Saint Liyuan stood on the treasure carriage with his hands behind his back, overlooking the sky, and said lightly:

"I didn't expect that there are strong human races in this small tribe. It is no wonder that a human tribe of this size can be established here. This seat is Demon Saint Liyuan, and the following ones, sign up."

"This seat?"

Lin Yichen's eyes lifted slightly, his expression cold and ruthless, "You deserve it too?"

you too?

Three short words made the battlefield fall into a dead silence in an instant, only these three words echoed for a long time.

"Ha ha."

Demon Sage Li Yuan laughed in anger, and the lines with the word 'king' on his eyebrows flashed with golden thunder, and the big demons around him knew that this Demon Sage was already furious.

"Whether this seat is worthy or not, you will know when you try it!"

Liyuan Yaosheng has been famous for many years, and he knows this Luzhou human cultivator clearly. Among the human race, except for an old saint, there is no one who makes him jealous.

The young man in white in front of him had a good temperament, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

"it is good."

The next moment, the sound of one word floated.

But I saw Lin Yichen step out.

It's just one step, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth are shaken!

The tyrannical and unimaginable power instantly overturned the overwhelming cloud of demonic energy!

A crystal clear and jade-like palm slowly protruded, and a sword grass condensed in the palm.

I saw that the sword grass had nine leaves, and on it, a touch of extreme edge slowly emerged.

"Sword Qi, kendo saint!?"

Above the sky, Liyuan Yaosheng's pupils shrank.

As soon as this blade of sword grass appeared, the center of his eyebrows couldn't help but sting.

This kind of sharpness can only be possessed by the legendary kendo saints!

This Luzhou people actually has such a powerful master!

How could such a powerful being live in such a small place and be the high priest of such a weak tribe?

Are you sick, are you sick!

"not good!"

As his mind trembled, Yaosheng Li Yuan secretly cried out in his heart, but before he could make a move, he heard a soft sound of sword chirping.

Chong Chong--!!

The sound of the sword sound is endless, echoing in the sky, spreading continuously, and the sound of sword sounds like ten thousand swords bursting instantly fills the whole world!

Senran sword energy swept across the sky like a vast ocean, penetrating everything!

The sword light swept across, like a thousand swords returning to their ancestors, and countless airflows were swept by the sword energy, turning into a sword-blade storm, sweeping the universe!

A single blade of grass can cut through the sun, moon, and stars, and it can break through thousands of mountains and rivers!

Nine-leaf sword energy, how could these monsters be able to resist!

poof! poof! poof! poof......

Above the sky, there were a large number of monsters like locusts, and they were enveloped by this violent sword energy before they even brought out their own weapons.

Between the fingers, the demon blood poured out like a waterfall, and the dead demon corpses fell into the sky like dumplings.

Before the sword intent came out, all the monsters above the sky were annihilated!

"Ancestor..."

Qin Yu, who was in the tribe, was dazzled when he saw this scene, and a flame seemed to rise in his heart, "Such power, such power!"

Roar!

The sound of furious roar instantly swept across the sky, and the black demonic aura covered the four poles and eight deserts.

In the terrifying fluctuations, Demon Saint Li Yuan stepped out abruptly, changed his body, and transformed into his true appearance.

It is a huge monster like a tiger and a lion, with nine heads, and it is infinite.

Boom!

In the sound of the sky and the earth cracking, the lines of the word 'king' in the brows of the nine heads of Demon Saint Li Yuan turned into nine vertical eyes, bursting with dazzling divine light.

Eye of the Demon Saint!

At the same time, the demonic energy surged into the sky, evolved the supreme demon supernatural power, and slammed towards Lin Yichen in the distance.

far away.

Yang Jian and the big black dog who just came back saw this scene.

The big black dog said: "Three eyes, you look at others, there are nine vertical eyes, you only have one, there is no force."

Yang Jian squinted at the dead dog, "My heavenly eyes, how can such vulgar things be compared."

His celestial eyes were left to him by his mother Yao Ji, Yao Ji, the sister of the Jade Emperor, the supreme existence in charge of the Nine Heavens of the Desire Realm, how could it be compared to a mere demon clan!

above the sky.

With the sword light lingering around, Lin Yichen didn't move, let the demonic wind frantic, his clothes didn't move at all.

Seeing that the Demon Saint Liyuan rushed towards him, he raised the long sword evolved from the Nine-leaf Sword Grass in his palm in a hurry.

Flick your fingers, flick!

Zheng--!!

It was as if hundreds of millions of divine swords were roaring in unison, and it was as if the soft moonlight fell and the willow branches swayed.

But in the soft to the dark, it contains the most extreme sharp murderous aura!

With just a flick of a flick, the demonic energy in the sky was cut into countless tiny and invisible dust by the invisible waves of sword energy.

The killing rainbow light played by the nine demon pupils of the Demon Saint Liyuan, as well as countless demonic supernatural powers, also vanished in an instant.

bang bang bang --!!

The endless sword qi spread out, crushing everything, and instantly pierced all the eyes of the demon saint on the nine heads of the demon saint Liyuan!

"how is this possible!?"

As soon as the demon saint Li Yuan started to lift it up, he felt severe pain, and one of his own heads was chopped off in an instant.

The fiery demon blood rose into the sky like a waterfall in reverse current, reaching a height of a thousand feet.

"Do not!"

Demon Saint Li Yuan was about to turn around when four more heads flew up, and the blood waterfall surged again!

In an instant, all nine of his eyes were blinded, and five of his heads were chopped off.

Demon Saint Li Yuan was completely terrified, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Zheng!

However, a sword chant sounded, and the Demon Saint Liyuan, who had fled thousands of miles away, screamed again.

Two more heads were chopped off.

The Nine-headed Demon Saint Liyuan, in an instant, there are only two heads left!

"what!!"

Demon Sage Liyuan let out a terrified cry. He has practiced for many years and has never seen such a strange and terrifying sword technique.

Even his tempered demon saint body can't resist!

Boom!

Demon Saint Li Yuan burst out with all his strength, fled like crazy, thousands of miles in an instant, and even the big demon under his command didn't care.

Lin Yichen didn't chase after him, and flicked his long sword again.

puff!

Thousands of miles away, with a huge head falling, a column of blood swept up!

"Forgive your life, spare your life, there is only one head left, one head left!"

The Demon Saint Liyuan was no longer the same as before, and he let out a scream of fear, and his body did not dare to move.

Now, he doesn't know where the young man in white behind him is not a monster he can contend against.

He knows that if he takes one more step, the next breath, he will surely fall!

......

Outside the Black Stone Tribe, there are youths in white clothes who snap out of ten thousand demons, three swords to suppress demon saints, how terrifying!