My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Seeing the appearance of Pingyangwei's iron cavalry, the masters from all over the world gathered around Bashan were all excited.

Zong Zhenghua Chun's eyelids jumped.

The smoke and dust rolled in, and Qiu Lun tightened the reins, sat down, and the black horse neighed and then stopped its hooves.

Facing the gazes of many experts in the world, Houjin's soldiers, and top masters such as Houjin's Holy Master, Qiu Lun laughed loudly and said, "Houjin is still a big battle today!"

"Qiulun, you are really not afraid of death!"

Only heard the sound of a clear drink, Hou Jin Zuoxiang Ji Rentai rode out of the Hou Jin army with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

This left minister is one of Zongzhenghua Chun's confidants, and one of the heroes of the rapid development in the 20 years after the Jin Dynasty. In fact, many people do not know, not only the achievements of Wenzhi are amazing, but also very proficient in military battle formations. , is a figure who became a Chinese martial arts all-rounder in the later Jin Dynasty.

Qiu Lun looked at Ji Rentai, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and said: "The earthen pot will not break away from the well, and the general will inevitably die before the battle. Qiu has not considered life and death since he put on this armor."

"Besides, you arrogant and ignorant child can kill me too?"

As Qiu Lun said, the internal force in his body was agitated, and the sound was like a circle of waves spreading out into the distance.

Ji Rentai said indifferently: "Look carefully, what is this place."

At the same time, Houjin's iron cavalry had already surrounded him, and suddenly hundreds of thousands of troops formed a confrontation. That kind of military chill was on the verge of breaking out, and the atmosphere was instantly tense to the extreme.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Qiu Lun laughed loudly, turned his head to look at the tens of thousands of Pingyangwei behind him, "Have you heard what Zuo Xiang said? Are you afraid?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

All the Pingyang Guards raised their arms and shouted loudly, and the sound of fighting shook the world.

Seeing this scene, Ji Rentai couldn't help but narrow his eyes. If an ordinary army saw this scene, they would not be able to resist at all. How could it be like Pingyangwei?

It can be clearly seen from this that Qiu Lun manages the army well and is in no way inferior to his father Qiu Heng.

Ji Rentai waved his hand expressionlessly, only to see that the elite cavalry of Hou Jin all took out the bows behind them, and their movements can be said to be very neat.

The masters of Dayan Jianghu, Zhao Guojianghu, Nanman and other places don't know enough about Ji Rentai, but the people of the post-Jin Dynasty are very clear about the decisiveness and determination of this post-Jin left minister.

Qiu Lun also clenched the long knife in his hand, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Roar!"

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came from a distance. The sound was extremely penetrating, like a sharp arrow penetrating directly.

The voice of the dragon!

The whole world is naturally very clear that the ghost swordsman has a black flood dragon mount.

In an instant, the masters around Bashan all boiled up, and the famous and invincible Great Sword Immortal finally came.

And Zong Zhenghua Chun also looked at the past, his eyes were deep and bright, as if he wanted to penetrate the air and see the person coming in front.

In the blink of an eye, a whistling sound came from the sky, and a huge black flood dragon appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Just looking at it gave people a feeling of extreme depression.

"There are still people who can subdue these strange beasts.?"

Someone took a deep breath.

With such a huge stature, it gives people a kind of terrifying and creepy beast. How can you surrender?

Ji Rentai also frowned, with a dignified look in his eyes.

This is the black dragon! ?

Black Flood Dragon itself is a ferocious and violent alien beast in the world. If it can transform into a real dragon, it will not only be comparable to the strength of the top masters, but also have the endless luck.

The black flood dragon in front of him is already approaching completion, and it seems that he is only one step away from turning into a real dragon.

The black flood dragon in front of him is really a rare beast, a rare thing in the world.

Then the black flood dragon got closer and closer, and everyone could clearly see that there was a figure in white standing on the back of the black flood dragon.

The man's clothes danced with the gust of wind, making a hunting sound, his hair was more like splashing ink, and he was carrying a sword box behind his back, as if he was carrying a mountain, but everyone in the world knew that there was this world in that mountain. The sharpest blade.

An Jing's face was light and cloudy, letting the gust of wind blow by, he stood still, like an immortal immortal.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the current sword immortal, and their breathing was quickened.

Ghost Swordsman is here!

Only Zongzheng Huachun's heart has always been like water, calm and indifferent, without the slightest ups and downs.

He seemed to have waited too long for this day.

"Big brother!"

Qiulun looked at An Jing above the sky and said with great joy.

An Jing nodded to Qiu Lun, then looked at Zongzheng Huachun in Bashan in the distance, "Zongzheng Huachun, it's time to end everything today."

This one of the strongest masters in the world today is also the Emperor of the Later Jin and the Lord of the Great Snow Mountain.

Zong Zhenghua Chun said slowly: "From today onwards, everything about you has nothing to do with this world."

Zong Zhenghua Chun's tone was very flat, as if he was saying a given fact.

It seems that today, he really wants to kill An Jing, and he can also kill An Jing.

It is an aura formed by a strong self-confidence.

The murderous aura of this man who wanted to become the first emperor of the ages did not hide in the slightest.

An Jing chuckled, "It seems that the Holy Master will inevitably fall into the stereotype."

Zongzhenghua Chundao said: "Everyone in this world is a layman, an emperor is a layman, and a swordsman is a layman. We are no different. If we must say something, it is just a layman with a slightly stronger strength."

An Jing said: "The Holy Master is not a layman, but you are an emperor who has mastered the death of countless laymen."

Why lay people?

Those are the common people. Ordinary people who are busy for their lives. These are called lay people. Because they live in the dust and smoke of the world, they are lay people.

Their destiny is like the dust of the world, at the mercy of others, let others knead.

Zong Zhenghua Chun said indifferently: "But this king is still not beyond life and death."

An Jing asked in return, "Is transcendence from life and death called vulgarity?"

Zongzheng Huachun asked, "Don't you think so?"

An Jing said: "It doesn't matter whether it is or not in my heart."

Zongzhenghua Chundao: "Then what is important?"

An Jing said: "Your life!"

Zong Zhenghua Chun asked back, "My life?"

An Jing said seriously: "Since the Holy Master thinks it is so difficult to be free from the vulgar, I think it is better not to be free from the vulgarity. If you were born in this land, you will be buried on this land."

Zong Zhenghua Chun narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to stop it?"

The words of the two people changed, and it seemed that people could hear it in a fog, but only a few people understood the deep meaning of these words.

When today's many great masters and masters put their ideas in the spirit of the Suolongjing Earth Vessel, they delusionally obtain the secret of immortality and eternity.

"Life is a gift from God, and death is my gift to you."

An Jing's words paused slightly and said: "Today, I will ask the Holy Master to die."

This voice resounded throughout the world like a bell, echoing in the hearts of everyone, and some people with weak cultivation bases were directly shaken by the real dantian.

The sect master of Baiwu Sect was shocked and said: "What a terrifying strength!"

It's just a proverb that makes people feel a sea of ​​anger, and the ghost swordsman is not mainly aimed at the people around, but the center of Zongzheng Huachun.

The island owner of Bibo Island was also tense in his heart, and his footsteps subconsciously retreated towards the rear.

Zong Zhenghua Chun's complexion was like an ancient well, without the slightest wave.

The two of them didn't speak anymore, the atmosphere had frozen to the extreme.

Zhao Qingmei fell in the distance and came to the place where many masters of the Demon Sect gathered.

"Master!"

When many experts of the Demon Sect saw Zhao Qingmei, they hurriedly leaned over and clasped their fists.

Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Bashan in the distance.

At this moment, her man is fighting against the world's top master.

Standing behind Li Fuzhou, Jia Meixian raised his head and looked at the face of the demon sect leader carefully, and could not help but secretly exclaimed.

There are such beautiful people in this world, and it's no wonder that only such a woman can get his heart.

Everyone looked at the two fighting, and they could clearly see the sparks in their eyes.

The gust of wind roared and became more and more fierce, like a blade after another. The two hadn't shot yet, but everyone present knew that an earth-shattering battle was about to begin.

One is the Holy Master of the Later Jin, a master master who has been famous in the world for a long time, the Emperor of the Martial Arts of the Later Jin, and the other is the famous invincible sword immortal who is invincible.

Zong Zhenghua Chun stretched out his palm, and a round of white light rushed to the sky behind him. Everyone's hearts began to stir, and the infuriating energy for several miles went madly towards Zong Zhenghua Chun. Falling down, he pressed hard towards An Jingman.

Bang bang bang bang!

The terrifying coercion hit hard, and the air made a series of turbulent sounds. The faces of all the experts in the distant arena changed greatly, and they only felt that their scalps were numb.

Daxueshan Sacramento!

As soon as Zong Zhenghua Chun made a move, it was the Daxue Mountain Holy Body Art, which seemed to show his full strength, without the slightest holding back.

An Jing drew out the Immortal Execution Sword, and his eyes flashed like a cold light.

The icy front cold was like a layer of ice, which made people shudder, and the moment Zongzheng Huachun's aura hit, it seemed that he was frozen by this layer of cold current.

Zongzhenghua Chun's face remained calm, but he secretly said in his heart, "The ghost swordsman's strength seems to be stronger than before, and he has indeed reached the realm of five qi."

The last time they were under the royal court, the two had a confrontation, and they both showed a trace of cultivation. Obviously, An Jing has been greatly improved from the last time, and his cultivation has reached the realm of five qi from the four qi.

In just a few months, his strength has been improved so much, which is always surprising and shocking.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zongzheng Huachun's mouth, and then the soles of his feet moved and disappeared in place, only to see his body turned into pieces of afterimages, and swept out in an instant.

In addition to the cultivation of the three-qi Grandmaster or above, ordinary people in the world don't mention Zong Zhenghua Chun's body, even the afterimage can't be seen.

Swish!

Zongzheng Huachun's figure moved like a thunderbolt, and in a flash, his figure seemed to be transformed into a ray of light, carrying a monstrous weather machine, approaching An Jing.

An Jing stared at the rapidly enlarged figure in his pupils, and this move by Zheng Huachun showed the strength of the top five-qi master.

However, An Jing beheaded several five-qi masters, and even the top five-qi masters such as Xiao Qianqiu had fought against each other.

At the moment, An Jing's footsteps receded to the side, and his body also tilted in an arc.

Bang bang bang!

But just when An Jing leaned, the air in front of him suddenly burst, and Zong Zheng Hua Chun's palm had turned into a dragon claw, carrying a mighty True Qi, and grabbed towards An Jing's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Qinglong's Eight Claws! Qinglong goes to sea!

As soon as Zheng Hua Chun made his move, the offensive was filled with ruthlessness and trickery.

The cyan fingers, glowing with fierce rays of light, rapidly enlarged in An Jing's pupils, but just as the cyan rays of light were about to fall on An Jing, layers of starlight surged on his body, refracting vastly towards the surroundings. go.

Great Zhou Tian Xingchen Body Refinement!

The Daxueshan Holy Body Art is a martial art of the Tianwu level, while the Dazhou Tianxingchen Body Refinement Jue is a martial art that surpasses the Tianwu level.

clang!

The moment they touched, the energy of the two vibrated, and I saw a circle of energy ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading out around.

People from all over the world were amazed. They never thought that when the two top masters came up, it would be a head-to-head duel, which seemed to be so fierce and terrifying.

Suddenly, An Jing seemed to sense something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

puff!

Zong Zhenghua Chun's claws flickered, and there was a cyan divine light all over the surroundings, like a huge dragon claw attacking, breaking through the void, speeding like lightning, and pointing towards An Jing's chest.

Puchi! Puchi!

The speed of Zongzheng Huachun is too fast, the five Qi Grandmaster cultivation base has been brought to the extreme, and he has the blessing of the Daxue Mountain Holy Body Art, which is extremely powerful.

But this method is definitely enough to deal with the general five-qi master, but the opposite of him is An Jing.

I saw An Jing gently sideways to avoid this claw, and even his energy was completely melted by Da Zhoutian Xingchen Body Refinement Jue, his left hand stretched out like lightning, and his **** pointed directly at Zongzheng Huachun. throat.

quick!

too fast!

Even in the eyes of Zongzheng Huachun, the speed of those fingers was as fast as lightning, not to mention others.

"Tom!"

A cold light appeared in Zongzheng Huachun's eyes, and he retreated to the back, but it was too late. Those fingers directly hit his shoulders, and a sharp pain hit.

Everyone saw Zong Zhenghua Chun retreating again and again, the clothes on his shoulders were torn apart, and two blood holes appeared, and a trace of blood penetrated out, rendering Zong Zhenghua Chun's shirt on his chest blood red.

Whoa!

The fight on the field was almost a flash in the pan. Therefore, when everyone saw that Zong Zheng Huachun was seriously injured by An Jing, there was an uproar.

"Ghost Swordsman is not only good at swordsmanship, but also world-class in boxing."

"Since one move made that Zheng Huachun injured, it's really amazing!"

"There are several grandmasters who died in the hands of ghost swordsmen before, and they deserve to be the top three masters in the world."

The expressions of Ji Rentai, Zong Zhengyue and others also changed slightly at this moment.

Zongzhenghuachun is strong, and the masters of the later gold are basically very clear, and the Demon Sect Jun Qinglin is not his opponent. He went deep into the Dayan Palace and finally retreated completely, but no one thought that he would just fight the ghost swordsman. There was an injury, and he hadn't used his sword yet. Is the ghost swordsman really that strong?

Qiu Lun couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "How could An Jing be Zong Zheng Hua Chun's opponent?"

Xiao Qianqiu glanced at Qiu Lun in the distance and said: "Although it seems that Zongzheng Huachun was injured, if you only look at the surface, you will be completely deceived by Zongzhenghuachun."

Luo Chongyang said calmly: "Yes, An Jing didn't test at all, and directly activated his true strength. It seems that Zongzhenghua Chun was injured, but this injury is not a serious injury, not even a minor injury. ."

"So strong!"

Watching the confrontation between the two, Cong Yue couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In normal times, grandmaster battles are very rare, not to mention the five-qi grandmaster, the world's strongest master duel, which is an unprecedented event in any era.

Seeing this, the Lord of Nanman said solemnly, "It hasn't started yet."

In the field, An Jing stared at Zongzheng Huachun in the distance. He knew how powerful his finger was. If this finger fell on an ordinary four-qi master, he would be seriously injured, but it only scratched Zongzheng Huachun. of flesh.

"Very strong fingering."

Zongzheng Huachun rubbed the blood on his shoulder with his palm and stood up straight, as if he had never been traumatized before.

With the test just now, Zong Zhenghuachun was able to perceive the strength displayed by An Jing, and it was indeed greatly improved.

Zong Zhenghua Chun's originally hunched back straightened instantly, and a black airflow erupted around him, rushing out into the distance like a vast river.

The black airflow and the snow-capped mountains behind it complement each other and blend together constantly, forming a unique and magical landscape.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Zongzheng Huachun's body gradually began to become translucent, as if water was about to melt into the air.

The wind howled, cold as a knife, and the dark clouds gathered in the sky, like lightning and thunder.

God sense!

Zongzheng Huachun, who used the sense of heaven and man, blessed him with the power of heaven and earth, and then his breath became more powerful.

There seems to be a grey figure behind it. The grey figure is holding a trident-like giant grey figure. From a distance, it looks like a **** Shura, with astonishing suffocation.

An Jing looked at Zongzheng Huachun, whose momentum suddenly became extremely astonishing. At the same time, he also displayed the sense of heaven and man, and began to use the power of heaven and earth to bless himself.

Boom-!

The thunder and lightning rumbled and made a trembling sound, and many people were shocked and pale and lost their souls.

Suddenly, a domineering aura gushed out from his body, not inferior to the aura that erupted from Zong Zheng Huachun.

The power of heaven and earth that the two people used are similar, which means that the two people's perception of heaven and earth is not much different.

"Heaven senses!"

The masters in the distance saw that the bodies of the two were connected to the heaven and the earth, and all of them looked solemn to the extreme.

From this, it can be clearly felt that the two of them have reached a very profound level of insight into the world.

Xiao Qianqiu said seriously: "The battle between Zongzheng Huachun and An Jing is definitely one of the most peak battles in the world."

Luo Chongyang said with emotion: "It is unique."

The fight between the two was already exciting, which was enough to show the fierceness and ferocity of the battle between the two.

All the masters raised their heads at the moment, watching this battle that shook the world.

Zong Zhenghua looked at An Jing's changes with a strange light in his eyes. He could sense that An Jing's aura suddenly became several times more tyrannical.

He also used the sense of heaven and man, and his breath was several times stronger than his own.

"His real anger!?"

Zong Zhenghuachun thought of the true qi released by An Jing when he performed his moves, and his eyes narrowed into a gap.

The true energy is so profound and profound that as long as he touches it, he feels the flames burn his body, which is one of the reasons for his successive defeats.

"Bang!"

An Jing's surging eyes stared at Zongzheng Huachun, and the next moment, his footsteps slammed out, only to hear the burst of infuriating, a figure, almost teleporting, appeared in front of Zongzheng Huachun.

"Hey!"

An Jing turned his wrist, and Yin's world was icy cold.

Evil Sword!

No one in the world does not know that this evil-suppressing sword is a sword forged by the Great Zhou Dynasty to suppress the seal. At the beginning, the top masters of the royal family died because of this evil-suppressing sword.

The next moment, An Jing's body was vertical, and the evil-suppressing sword was swung in his hand.

Chi!

A sword-like light burst out from the blade and swept towards Zongzheng Hua Chun.

Boom!

The infuriating energy in front of him has turned into a turbulent wave at this moment, and everyone can see it.

clang!

However, Zongzheng Huachun faced An Jing Zhenxie Sword without retreating in the slightest. A transparent bead protruded from his hand and blocked the tip of the Zhenxie Sword.

The moment the sword tip and the dust bead collided, a piercing sound like gold and iron came out from the field immediately, and a circle of strong wind ripples swept away, and the infuriating energy within a few meters of the surrounding suddenly exploded. Come.

"Huh!? A strange treasure?"

An Jing did not expect that the bead could block his evil-suppressing sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Obviously, this bead was a rare treasure.

This is Zong Chenzhu, a national treasure of Houjin. It is rumored that this bead was left behind by immortals who attained the Tao.

There are different opinions on the origin of this bead, and no one can tell the origin of this bead for sure, but this bead is very famous, and it is known as one of the three beads in history.

That Zong Huachun stabilized his body, the energy in the bead rushed towards him, and then he folded his fingers together, turning into two black lights, tearing the true energy, and in an extremely tricky trajectory, lightning-fast thorns Xiang An Jing's eyes.

Clang!

With a flick of An Jing's arm, the Zhenxie Sword stretched out to defend the two fierce gray lights down, and then his body leaned forward sharply, the sword shadow danced, and the offensive poured out like a torrential rain, directly shrouding Xiang Zongzheng. Hua Chun.

Facing the fierce attack of An Jing, Zong Zhenghua Chun's eyes were full of fiery enthusiasm, he raised his palms, the beads in his hands burst into light, and then dense lines appeared on his body, bursting out with powerful strength, and An Jing. Positive hard regret.

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