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Chapter 1326 Night Devil Slayer!

The splendid golden light scattered by the word "China" is constantly gathering.

The mysterious altar rose from the sky.

The splendid golden light condensed on it into a bright staircase, which was paved to the upper layers.

Like a fairy road to heaven.

On the altar, several large characters appeared:

"Fire Cloud Evil God Inheritance Begins!"

"Turn on, this is really the inheritance of the Fire Cloud Evil God!"

"Everyone!"

People with ulterior motives tried to set off a storm.

However this time.

Holy Heaven Capital, Blue Sickness, they no longer hide beside them to watch a drama--

Brush brush!

They responded faster than anyone, and rushed up the ladder first.

With Yang Xu's position, he could actually climb the ladder first.

But to be cautious, he deliberately slowed down a step.

After burying the playboy, stepped on the ladder.

The other cultivators followed Yang Xu.

Deterred by Yang Xu's powerful strength, no one dared to object.

Above the long ladder, the crowd continued to climb upward.

Finally, a second portal appeared in front of everyone.

This time, there was no hesitation.

Holy days are the first to enter.

Yang Xu also entered after burying the playboy.

Time.

There was a sudden light in front of me.

Nine huge palaces, like the Temple of Heaven, are suspended in front of everyone.

They are in the position of the ninth palace, guarding the important, a huge statue.

The statue looks like Fire Cloud Evil God.

Yang Xu looked a little speechless:

You just call yourself the Fire Cloud Evil God.

Still narcissistic.

Hopeless.

Yang Xu once again has a new understanding of the behavior of this traverser's predecessor.

"Great, there must be hidden peerless treasures in those nine heavenly palaces!"

"Hurry up!"

The cultivators who can enter here are all those who are determined and strong in spirit.

however.

Facing the inheritance of the genius Huoyun Evil God of a generation of refiners and institutions.

Even they cannot withstand such a huge temptation.

When the inner greed broke out, all the shackles were abandoned.

boom!

A cultivator took the lead against his peers.

Immediately afterwards, there was a chain reaction.

In order to compete for the first place to enter the Tiangong Palace, there were cultivators one after another.

Yang Xu looked speechless for a while:

Everyone comes for inheritance.

However, even if there is anything in the Temple of Fire that is the Fire Cloud Evil God, he can't wait to fight.

Not so?

"Patriarch, shall we also choose a Tiangong to try?"

Yang Yi They passed through the crowd and finally gathered around Yang Xu.

Yang Xu looked up at the nine heavenly palaces:

In front of the entrance of each Tiangong, a large number of cultivators are fighting each other.

And weirdly.

Whenever someone rushed into the mouth.

Immediately it will become a target, blocked by everyone's exceptionally tacit cooperation.

"Those who are not successful enough, try it in that palace."

Yang Xu deliberately chose a palace with the most cultivators at the door.

Fewer people means stronger opponents.

When there are more people, the chance of touching fish in muddy water is also greater.

however.

Yang Xugang was about to leave.

Bang!

Behind the void, a tremendous sense of oppression rushed to the ground.

I saw a little crystal clear light, the hole penetrated a black space channel, rumbling and rolling towards Yangxu.

"Zhugemu shot!"

On the opposite side, Zhugemu stood indifferently, with indifferent color on his face.

Between his slender left fingers, a crystal clear light, shining brightly and continuously.

"Patriarch be careful!"

They were overwhelmed with anger.

Yang Xu had long expected that Qingxiu's face did not fluctuate too much.

"You go to Tiangong first."

Yang Xu said while waving his big hand:

Boom!

Eighty consecutive golden bells with golden brilliance shone down.

Boom!

The crystal-clear flying knife collided with the Jin Wushen Bell.

Puff puff!

Fifty consecutive layers of Divine Bell Bells shattered directly.

Snapped!

The flying knife was also destroyed with it.

"Well, Zhugemu still owes a while."

Bury Playboy and Yan Xiao stood together.

They were not in a hurry to get the inheritance of the fire cloud evil god.

It seems to be compared with the Fire Cloud Evil God.

Yang Xu is more important.

Unexpectedly.

Sheng Tian also stayed, watching Zhu Gemu and Yang Xu's duel.

Staying with him, there is also a sick lion blue disease.

They are very tacit, occupying four directions of east, west, south and north respectively.

Yang Xu and Zhuge Mu surrounded in the middle.

"Yang Xu, you will definitely die today."

Zhugemu's eyes shone coldly:

"This is the price for you to break my arm and offend my Zhuge people!"

Talking.

He left his hand to the void:

Sigh!

The void is like a layer of window paper, torn away by it.

Zhu Gemu's hand caught in the crack of the space.

"Don't..."

The blue disease was already around, and the young Lan Yu opened his eyes in surprise:

"Is he going to use that kind of thing?"

Yan Xiao and the funerary dude were suddenly attracted by Zhu Gemu's move.

Sheng Tiandu stared at the crack in the space, a flash of strange light flashed in his eyes.

Wow.

A black flying knife appeared in the space crack.

The size of the slap, the color is dark, and the light shines on it. It seems to be completely swallowed by the black of this dark universe.

"This time, instead of using real power to condense the flying knife, has he used a real flying knife?"

The funer sighed quietly:

"I heard that the senior surnamed Li master has already reached the state where there is no knife in his hand. The ordinary enemy is not worth his duel with a real flying knife."

"It is said that only in the battle of the **** of slaughter, the predecessor of the flying knife named Li, was confronted with a real flying knife, killing three gods in total!"

"The flying knife he used was exactly the same as the handle in Zhugemu's hand!"

When Zhuge Mu took the black flying knife out of the crack in the space.

Bang!

The sky is thunderous, and the void changes color.

Around the black flying knife, the space seemed to be distorted.

The mournful cry of ghosts and ghosts, and the distorted ghosts and devil phantoms, turned around around the flying knife and circulated like a horse lantern.

Wisps of black grief enveloped Zhugemu.

嗤嗤嗤!

His clothes were all around, and there was a gap.

The left arm holding the flying knife was even cut with a bright red blood stain.

"This flying knife is beyond his limits and he cannot fully control it."

Even the well-informed Holy Heaven Capital couldn't help sighing at the moment.

The gaze to the flying knife was full of deep fear.

Burial Playboy and Yan Xiao were even more alert.

Simultaneously.

They looked at Xiang Yangxu's eyes, full of indifference:

"Even the things at the bottom of the pressure box are taken out, Yang Xu is dead this time!"

"This is clearly the predecessor of the surname Li, left to Zhugemu's killing trick!"