Peerless Sword God

"Damn it! The holy masters of the holy lands of the human and demon races have arrived." The Sky Demon Meteorite Blade said angrily.

He wanted to kill Lin Chen and the other two, but the Sky Demon Great Law collapsed and the black magic knife was blown back, forcing him to give up, with unwillingness in his eyes.

The other four Sky Demons also had gloomy faces. They soon saw the three people of Yanxia Cave Master, Yuxu Cave Master and Qingyun Zen Master, and three human holy masters behind them, all of whom were Nine Dao Divine Ancestors.

In addition, behind the six people of Yanxia Cave Master, there were seven towering demon shadows, which were the seven people of the Mad Battle Holy Master, who were also Nine Dao Divine Ancestors.

The heads of the holy lands of the human and demon races, a total of thirteen Nine Dao Divine Ancestors, all gathered here. The power they exuded alone made the five people of the Sky Demon Meteorite Blade very afraid.

Although they were the Eight Dao Divine Ancestors of the Sky Demon Clan and had the strength to compete with the Nine Dao Divine Ancestors, they were still powerless to compete with the thirteen Nine Dao Divine Ancestors.

The demon meteorite said in a hurry: "Hurry up and inform Lord Zhuyou."

The other four demons shouted towards the Qitian Palace, but Zhuyou was a holy god of one calamity, and he found Yanxia Cave Master and others earlier than them.

The demon Zhuoyan frowned and said: "Lord Zhuyou, we have to go."

"It's just a slightly stronger ant."

The Zhuyou God retracted his gaze and looked at the ruins of the Qitian Palace, which was blazing with flames again, then waved the Tianzhu Demon Whip and hit it, and said with a smile:

"Nine Life Sword Ancestor, this young master overestimated you. It turns out that you can't master the Brahma Demon Sword, then get out of here for this young master."

As his voice came out, the Tianzhu Demon Whip that was swung down merged the power of the demon and the holy power, and immediately increased and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a thousandth of a second, the Tianzhu Demon Whip increased to 10,000 feet long and 10 feet thick, pressing horizontally on the ruins of the Qitian Palace.

The flames in the sky were extinguished, and the ruins collapsed at a very fast speed, quickly revealing a gully hundreds of feet wide, with countless whip shadows raging.

But soon, a shocking sword whistle was heard in the gully, and endless golden sword light burst out, dispersing the whip shadows and colliding with the Tianzhu Demon Whip.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and rocks flew through the air, and dust was everywhere, but it soon dissipated, making everything in the gully clearly visible.

In the center of the gully, there was a broken sealed foundation, and on the foundation, there was a shining golden and black divine sword, and the golden sword tassel fluttered without wind, exuding a majestic sword power.

Right in front of this sword, stood a young man in a white robe with a bent back, who was the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor.

He held the white divine sword in his right hand, raised his head to reveal his pale face, stared at the divine sword in front of him unwillingly and said: "Perhaps the Holy Lord is right, I can't get the recognition of the Brahma Demon Sword at all."

Yes, this golden black divine sword is the supreme treasure, the Brahma Demon Sword, that the Lord of Qi Tian used all the power of Qi Tian Sect to refine before his death.

One hundred and fifty thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven years ago, the Lord of Qi Tian used this sword to join forces with several Nine Dao God Ancestors of Qi Tian Sect to severely injure the Turbid God and seal him here.

At the beginning, the Lord of Qi Tian once told the Nine Life Sword Ancestor that he could not get the recognition of the Brahma Demon Sword.

But in order to deal with the Turbid God, the Nine Life Sword Ancestor still wanted to try.

He thought that he could get the recognition of the Brahma Demon Sword with his swordsmanship, but he didn't expect to be hit by Qi.

"Is my swordsmanship talent still not strong enough?"

The Nine Life Sword Ancestor couldn't help but doubt himself, but after practicing for many years, he had never seen a sword cultivator whose swordsmanship talent could match his own.

No!

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor suddenly shook his head subconsciously, and the figure of Lin Chen flashed in his mind. He felt that Lin Chen's sword talent could compete with his own.

But thinking that Lin Chen had just broken through the realm of the Five Dao God Ancestors, the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor shook his head secretly, thinking that Lin Chen could not get the recognition of the Brahma Demon Sword.

Hearing the voice of the Zhuyou God, the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor's face was unprecedentedly gloomy, but when he noticed the movement outside, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Zhuyou God, you are too early."

The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor's eyes swallowed and spit out sword light, and his mental power drove the white sword, carrying the original sword, and rushed towards the Zhuyou God like a white dragon.

"Stubborn."

The Zhuyou God ignored the arrival of the Yanxia Cave Master and others, raised his hand and pressed down the white sword, and the demonic energy and holy power rolled like a tide.

Bang!

I saw a black palm print falling, like a mountain pressing down, instantly pressing down the white sword, but the golden sword light and Buddha statues immediately hit the sky below.

At the same time, outside the ruined square, a magnificent and immeasurable Buddhist voice came: "Namo Amitabha."

This is the six-character mantra of Buddhism. Every word resounded through the world like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, conveying infinite Buddha light, dispersing the demonic energy above the square.

Immediately afterwards, another gust of purple divine wind blew, which was more than ten times more terrifying than a hurricane. It contained the air of smoke and haze, as colorful as a fairyland.

The demonic energy above Zhuyoushen and Tianmo Zhuoyan was blown away, and the Buddha light and purple divine light were rippling, descending like the sea.

Soon there was another earth-shattering roar, and a white divine pot flew across the sky, aiming at Zhuyoushen and the two, and rushed out a sky full of white light.

At the same time, three more superb extreme divine weapons came across the sky, smashing the void into pieces and raging a black space storm.

"How dare an ant be so presumptuous?"

The Turbid God waved his sleeves and displayed nine terrifying holy ways, mainly the three holy ways of the devil, the netherworld and the turbidity, all of which were the ninth level.

Not only that, the nine holy ways were driven by holy power, and their power was several times stronger than that of the holy ways driven by the power of the God Ancestor.

This is one of the differences between divine ancestors and holy gods.

In terms of the number of holy paths alone, Zhuo Youshen is better than Yanxia Cave Master and others, and supplemented by holy power, it instantly forms an absolute advantage.

A terrible scene appeared. The purple divine wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, the Buddha's light disappeared, and the white light in the sky turned into nothing.

I saw nine holy light groups rising above Zhuyoushen, with different colors, like nine great suns, shining on the heaven and earth.

The six top-quality Ji Dao divine weapons, including the purple folding fan, the white divine pot and the rosary beads, rang out almost simultaneously and flew out staggeringly.

"It is indeed the Holy Spirit."

Six people, Master Yanxia Cave, Master Yuxu and Zen Master Qingyun, came across the sky and looked at Zhuo Youshen with solemn expressions.

Behind them, Lin Chen and the five others were already safe and sound, while the five Demon Meteor Blades were so frightened that they retreated hastily and retreated to Zhuo Youshen.

Zhuo Youshen had an proud figure, a graceful purple shirt, and the appearance of a beautiful young man. However, the six masters of Yanxia Cave felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and they immediately looked at the seven rushing Holy Masters.

The seven Holy Lords of Mad War brought the majestic demonic energy with them, and used their own divine weapons to look at Zhuo Youshen with big frowns.

Zhuo Youshen glanced at the Yanxia Cave Master and the Thirteen Holy Lords of Kuangzhan with a stern look, and said with a smile: "After I became a Holy God, I killed no less than thirty Nine Paths Divine Ancestors. In the Qitian Sect alone, just one Killing ten Nine Path Divine Ancestors in a row, are you rushing to die in such a hurry? "

This simple sentence shows absolute arrogance, conceit and arrogance.

If anyone else had said this, they would definitely have died miserably. Not to mention the six Yanxia Cave Masters, the seven Mad Fighting Holy Masters would have shown no mercy.

But the speaker was Zhuo Youshen, a holy god. Even if the seven mad war holy masters were angry, they did not dare to explode on the spot.

After all, Zhuo You Shen's record was too terrifying. The total number of Nine Divine Ancestors killed by the human and demon tribes here was less than half of the nine Divine Ancestors killed by the other side.

The seven Holy Lords of Mad War looked at each other and decided to retreat. After all, no one could guarantee that there would be hope of surviving in a big fight with the God of Zhuoyou.