Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Hahaha, you have real guts. These people from the upper realm are all self-important, but they are born with a higher starting point than ordinary people. In fact, they are just strong on the outside but weak on the inside. As long as their pride is broken, they are all just paper tigers."

Li Wangji laughed loudly. At this moment, he admired the guts shown by Xiang Chen and didn't think he was bragging.

Xiang Chen said: "I came here this time to learn from the senior. After all, the senior challenged the Taoist lineage of Daoxuan Sect alone. Daoxuan Sect also has a legacy in the upper realm."

Li Wangji took a sip of wine: "I understand. You came here to find out my strength. Why, do you want to fight with me?"

Xiang Chen smiled and didn't deny it.

Li Wangji said, "When you were in the Demon Suppression Tower, eight people from the Daoxuan Sect of the upper realm did come down."

"To use your words, they are just a bunch of people who are willing to sell their heads. Of course, it's a bit unfair to say so, after all, they are also my disciples."

"If they are seniors who ascended from the lower realm that I know, I will give them some face, but they are all native people from the upper realm. I don't know them, so I don't have any concerns."

"But when it comes to the lower realm attacking the sky, the one I admire most is the Demon Ancestor of the Hongmeng Demon Realm. He led a group of heroes to attack the heavens and frightened the heavens. Although he failed in the end, I can only admire him."

Xiang Chen was shocked when he heard this. Do these places know about the Dao Ancestor?

"Boy, don't you want to test my weight? Come on, let's fight!"

Li Wangji took the initiative to stand up and challenged him.

Xiang Chen put down the wine jar: "Okay, then please teach me, senior, let's fight in the starry sky!"

"Okay!"

The two figures suddenly turned into two streams of light, soaring into the sky and entering the starry sky.

On the stars where the cosmic wind was howling, Xiang Chen's Dragon Fault Demon Sword hummed in his palm.

Thirty thousand feet away, Li Wangji's raincoat broke into pieces, and the star pattern on the snow-white Taoist robe was glowing. The seventy-two star chains slowly rotated behind him, like the silver hair of a god.

"Senior, then I'm sorry!" Xiang Chen licked the wine stains at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a strange golden light. The gravel on the ground floated up against common sense, forming a blood-colored vortex around him.

The Shura bloodline, erupted!

Li Wangji put his fingers together to draw a talisman in the air, and the glow of the Big Dipper penetrated the clouds and reflected on his fingertips: "Heavenly secrets perform martial arts, and the stars shift."

Before he finished speaking, the entire starry sky flipped over, and the land under Xiang Chen's feet instantly turned into an upside-down abyss.

The demon sword split the falling meteorite, and Xiang Chen spread out three feet of blood wings behind him.

The moment the blood-colored arc exploded, he had appeared above Li Wangji's head. Amid the whistling sound of the blade tearing through the air, seventy-two chains intertwined into a starlight net, and thousands of sparks splashed like rain in the collision.

"Cut!" Xiang Chen let out an inhuman roar from his throat, and dark golden scales appeared on the surface of his skin.

Amid the crisp sound of the chain breaking inch by inch, Li Wangji's pupils shrank suddenly - the demon sword wrapped in black flames actually penetrated the star curtain and tore a deep wound on his shoulder that could see the bone.

The blood beads suspended in the air reflected the smile at the corners of Li Wangji's mouth. His bloody index finger lightly touched his forehead, and Xiang Chen suddenly felt his heart being grasped by an invisible hand.

The surrounding space folded strangely, and 72 meteorites actually formed a huge armillary sphere, and each meteorite lit up the corresponding star totem.

In this formation, countless flaming meteors were generated and bombarded, and Xiang Chen swung his sword to kill and split the meteorites.

Every meteorite explosion continuously released terrible energy, which made Xiang Chen's blood boil.

Several meteorites failed to dodge and hit him hard.

"Twenty-eight constellations demon suppression formation." Li Wangji's Taoist robe rustled, and the blood flowing from the wound turned into runes and seeped into the center of the formation. "This formation has trapped and killed ancient monsters. You kid..."

The thunder drowned out the second half of the sentence. Xiang Chen's spine burst into dense bone sounds,

Silver hair pierced through the skin, and in an instant it turned into a ten-foot thunder-winged wolf. The moment the star-lit spear condensed by the formation pierced the demon's body, thousands of thunders poured down from the clouds, and the entire star-falling sea was as bright as day.

The wolf claws smashed three meteorites, and Xiang Chen's bloody figure jumped out of the smoke and dust.

Li Wangji was about to make a seal, but he found that his right arm was covered with dark purple lines at some point - the blood beads that just splashed were actually hiding the vicious bone-eroding curse of the plague witch clan in the witch god clan.

"Senior, you should be careful!" Xiang Chen coughed up blood foam, and the demon knife was inserted into the ground to stabilize his body.

"Although the poison is a small path, it is also deadly!" He grinned, and the venom dripping from his fangs corroded the rock into green smoke.

Li Wangji put his fingers together like a sword and cut off the entire right arm. The broken arm turned into starlight and dissipated before it fell to the ground. He clenched his left hand, and the Big Dipper Tianshu star suddenly lit up with a dazzling light: "Yaoguang, Pojun."

Stars fell.

Xiang Chen looked up at the beam of light that penetrated the sky and earth, his pupils shrank into vertical lines.

The long-dormant Kunpeng blood in his body suddenly boiled, and a resonance that transcended time and space awakened deep in his blood.

When the beam of light engulfed his vision, he turned the blade with a sudden inspiration, drawing a perfect circle in the void.

Time stood still.

Li Wangji remained in the air in the posture of making a seal, and the falling starlight was frozen into dazzling ice crystals.

Xiang Chen looked at his dissipating left hand, and suddenly realized that this knife cut through not only space, but also the long river of time that had flowed for three thousand years.

The demon sword Longque made a cheerful tremor, and the black dragon eye on the hilt slowly opened.

When Xiang Chen's Tianlang Dharma fangs bit the formation starlight chain, he tasted the taste of bronze rust.

"What a knife that cuts through time and space, let's see my sword next!"

Li Wangji stepped on the sky, and twenty -eight flying swords were flying out of his sleeves. When the flying sword in Suzaku Xingju swept across the starry sky, all the flying swords suddenly turned the sword to attack Xiang Chen -these flying swords that used the demon king's feathers, with their own spirituality.

"bite!"

The dragon's demon knife suddenly took off his hands, bleeding and tears of the black dragon's eyes, and the demon knife had penetrated his chest. The weird thing is that there is no pain, only the power of massive blood poured into the knife.

"Vientiane cuts the sky!" Xiang Chen's knife, the knife integrated the endless disaster, at this moment, the gods have become great in the world.

Li Wangji laughed lightly, representing the flying sword of the 28th star, each containing different swords.

All of them, the heavens and the earth!

The three thousand worlds were silent at this moment, only swords and knives touched, only sword light and sword light shone.

Vientiane cuts the sky, and the knife is broken.

Li Wangji's sword, in front of the suspended item, twenty -eighth sword -like flying swords kept quiet.

Li Wangji scratched his butt lazily, took out his wine gourd and took a sip, and said, "As long as your strength is not encountered by the master of Da Luoji, it is no problem to keep your three -point three -pointer. "" "

Xiang Chen lamented: "Twenty -eight kinds of great Luo Jianyi, admire, admire, if these swords are mixed with Yuan Rongyi, they are afraid that the juniors will collapse, and the soul is flying.