Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

Outside the fairy world, there is chaos and nothingness, but beyond the chaos and nothingness, there is endless darkness.

At this moment, in a corner of endless darkness.

Three figures gathered together.

It was the young saint who had fought with Chu Yuan in the past.

The other two were a middle-aged saint and an old man.

The three of them gathered together, their eyes fixed in one direction.

In that direction, a golden meteor flashed past.

That golden meteor was extremely fast.

However, if you can see clearly, you can spot it.

This golden meteor is a figure radiating golden light.

"Another one comes from the fairy world. Some time ago, three Da Luo Jinxian appeared over there in succession, and then there were creatures to challenge the Demon God of Swords. Now there are such beings coming out of the fairy world. The junior brother met him again before. Variable, this..."

The middle-aged saint frowned and said.

"This existence is obviously looking for the Demon God of Swords. This existence is no weaker than the Demon God of Swords. It's interesting. Then the person who is trying to prove the truth is shaking people? Later, the Demon God of Swords will also follow suit. Will it eventually evolve into the Demon God of Chaos? The war?"

The young saint said with great interest.

"The order cannot be broken. If these two gods exist, if there is a war, the order will be broken. We cannot sit back and watch."

The old man said this calmly.

There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes, just indifference.

"Then senior brother, we went over and suppressed them all?"

"Senior brother, the Demon God of Chaos has always been disobedient to discipline. In recent years, he has always wanted to challenge order. Why not take this opportunity to suppress the Demon God of Swords and kill the chickens to scare the monkeys."

The middle-aged saint and the young saint both performed an ancient Taoist ritual, and then spoke one after another to express their thoughts.

They are just expressing opinions and ideas.

The final decision needs to be made by the old man.

"Let's go, Suppress the Demon God of Swords."

The old man said this silently without much hesitation.

The three of them looked at each other, then turned into streams of light and headed towards where the Demon God of Swords was.

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at the same time.

the other side.

The Demon God of Sword is chasing Ye Luo.

With his supreme swordsmanship, he slashed at Ye Luo with one sword after another.

Each sword was enough to kill Ye Luo.

But the demon god of swords didn't seem to have the intention to kill Ye Luo. Every sword strike missed the target, as if to scare the latter.

Of course Ye Luo also noticed this and gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to keep avoiding.

The Demon God of Sword ignored him and continued to strike with one sword after another. There was anger in his eyes when he looked at Ye Luo.

And what he did was more like venting some resentment in his heart.

This situation lasted for a long time.

The anger and resentment of the Sword Demon God also slowly dissipated. He looked coldly at Ye Luo, who was running around like a mouse, and no longer wanted to play.

He was ready to get to know this man.

Just when he was about to take action, an extremely cold voice sounded next to his ears.

"Have you beaten enough?"

Wow...

A golden gust of wind swept over, breaking the battle on the field. Both Ye Luo and the Demon God of Sword stopped and looked into the distance.

In the distance, a golden stream of light rushed over quickly, stopped not far from them, and revealed its figure.

It was a figure shrouded in golden light, standing on a golden lotus platform, with a golden wheel of light spinning behind it, and the dazzling light dispersed the darkness in all directions.

"The power of heaven? Are you the heaven of the immortal world? No, it is impossible for the heaven of the immortal world to leave the immortal world."

The Sword Demon stopped his movements, looked at the visitor, and asked.

The visitor was none other than Chu Yuan, who was driving the Tiandao trumpet.

However, Chu Yuan had no intention of talking to the Demon God of Swords at the moment. He first looked up and down at Ye Luo's soul, and only felt relieved after making sure that the latter was fine.

"Did you have a good time just now?"

Chu Yuan looked at the Demon God of Swords, his tone extremely cold.

The power of heaven on his body became more and more intense, and the light wheel of heaven behind him rotated rapidly, releasing the mighty power of heaven.

"who are you?"

The Demon God of Swords was very puzzled. He looked at Chu Yuan and yelled loudly.

"You had a great time playing, but it made me very unhappy. Now it's up to you to experience this feeling."

Chu Yuan did not answer the Demon God of Sword.

He waved his hand, and a golden light enveloped Ye Luo's soul and moved it to a safe area.

After doing this, he hit the Demon God of Sword with his backhand.

The terrifying power of heaven condensed into a huge palm print and violently suppressed the opponent.

When he takes action, he goes all out.

He unleashed all the power of heaven.

From a distance, his palm print was like a bright sun, crossing the darkness and destroying everything in its path.

This attack far surpasses that of a saint!

The Demon God of Sword's expression changed drastically, and he immediately unleashed all his cultivation, trying to block Chu Yuan's attack.

But Chu Yuan attacked first.

Even if the Demon God of Swords wanted to stop it, it was too late, so he could only resist the blow with all his strength.

Boom! !

The palm print hit the Sword Demon God hard, instantly driving the Sword Demon God back tens of thousands of miles. The golden mist spread and dispersed the darkness.

Chu Yuan landed a blow and did not stop. Instead, he continued to attack, hitting him with one palm after another.

He knew it would be difficult for him to kill him.

But he just wants to fight.

He looked like he was about to fight to death.

Anyone who sees it will be scared.

This time Chu Yuan really wasn't pretending to be stubborn.

He was really prepared to fight to the death with the Demon God of Sword.

His disciples are his bottom line.

He dares to fight anyone who touches his bottom line.

Chu Yuan struck one palm after another, showing no sign of stopping.

The sword demon on the opposite side was beaten stupidly.

He was slapped continuously by the palm prints one after another, and he couldn't find a chance to counterattack. He could only be beaten and felt aggrieved.

The battle between the two sides lasted for a long time.

But he always maintained this posture, with Chu Yuan attacking and the Demon God of Sword defending, passively being beaten.

It wasn't until three streams of light came from a distance that slightly distracted Chu Yuan's attention that the Demon God of Swords seized the opportunity and distanced himself from Chu Yuan to avoid being beaten continuously.

"you wanna die!"

The Demon God of Swords breathed a sigh of relief after being given time to react, and immediately stared at Chu Yuan with a fierce look on his face.

From the corner of his eye, he was still looking at the fallen leaves that had been moved far away.

I know more or less.

This person is probably the person behind this young junior.

It's just that the other party went too far!

This is the battle for enlightenment!

How can you beat the younger one, here comes the older one!

Don’t talk about martial ethics!

You really don’t care about martial ethics!

The Demon God of Swords is so angry.

Chu Yuan didn't look at the Demon God of Swords at all, but looked at the three streams of light.

Those three streams of light were three people, he knew.

But he didn't know who it was.

Chu Yuan looked carefully.

I saw the three people clearly.

When he saw the figure of the young saint, he was stunned.

Adding insult to injury?