Urban Medical God

"How dare you compete with me for glory, just an illusion?"

The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor, who is a powerful Tianjun, has long seen through that this is the afterimage in the Yuantian Demon Sword, and just slashed it out with one claw!

"Soul-shattering claws!"

Three sharp claw marks shattered the fierce light of Wanjian, and the mark was engraved on the void.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the sun and moon turned into nothing, thousands of swords screamed in unison, and the yellow sand in the sky blew away the blazing sun, leaving only the bloody robe standing in the void.

"Let me see what else you can do." Before he finished speaking, a broad sword with a red magic glow in front of him had already passed through his chest!

"Bah!"

This speed was so fast that even the powerful Yin Demon Saint Ancestor of Tianjun had no time to dodge. The Yuantian Demonic Sword was stained with demonic blood and became even brighter!

The figure of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor floated away, and the demon body reorganized. He looked at the demon sword in front of him warily!

The color of the hilt is dark gold, and dark lines spread across the entire sword body, which looks quite heavy. The scarlet sword body emits a blazing heat, and the blood of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor is stained on it. It was evaporated away.

"Demons, all deserve to die!"

In an instant, the sword body turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man, with long hair disheveled, wearing a dark blue satin robe, which was stained red from the battle. There was an ink-colored dragon-patterned silver belt tied around his waist, and a head of thick black hair. The silk threads drifted away in the wind, and a pair of unfathomable deep eyes stared directly at the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor.

"Jie Jie Jie!" The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor laughed sternly, "The demon sword possessed by resentment, the dignified Yuan Tian Sect, is so unbearable!"

The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor is not afraid. Tens of thousands of years ago, he might have lowered his eyebrows, but now, he is just a remnant soul wielding a sword, so why should he be afraid?

"The demons in the Lost Time and Space area should all die!"

There was another sharp shout, and the figure of the middle-aged man came towards him. His sky-shattering sword intent turned into fist light and struck at the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor. After several struggles, he did not even touch the bloody robe.

"Roar!"

With a cry of anger, his unwilling eyes gradually lost their luster, replaced by a feeling of redness everywhere!

"Use your body to control the sword!"

A demon sword appeared out of the sky and came to kill the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor. Every time the sword flashed, a crack flashed in the void.

"The sword can break space!"

The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor's expression was fierce, and his figure was tossing and turning, unable to move away. The spirit of the sword body had long been wiped out by Yuan Tianzong's resentment. Although the Yuantian Demonic Sword at this moment was terrifying, it only had the instinct of destruction!

"The sky is raining blood!"

It was the terrifying blow that shattered the world of the Lingtian clan elder. At this moment, the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor used it again. The scorching sun in the world was soaked in bright red, and the bloody stars and moon were dotted with thousands of murderous intentions!

"Boom!"

At the end of the sky, the auspicious clouds were gone, and blood-colored thunder roared down, hitting the blade of the Yuantian Demon Sword one after another. Red blood mist steamed up from the blade, and an inexplicable pattern appeared.

"It turns out that there are runes and restrictions engraved on it!" The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor narrowed his eyes, and immediately struck the sword with a claw, and a buzzing sound came out!

"Use it for me, surrender to me, Yuantian Demonic Sword!"

The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor shouted loudly, and under the sky, the bloody thunder dissipated. In an instant, the entire world was enveloped in endless blood, and raindrops sprinkled in the sky.

Every drop of blood rain falls, accompanied by a roaring sound that resounds across the sky. One drop falls and smashes the stubborn rocks, and two drops fall and penetrate the mountainside. The power of the Heavenly Lord is unstoppable!

Countless blood raindrops fell on the Yuantian Demonic Sword, and the clearly visible lines were gradually dissipating!

"Ye Chen, that old guy is going to erase the resentment on the Yuantian Demon Sword!" Ling'er also realized the seriousness of the matter. Once the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor controls the Yuantian Demon Sword, unless there is an existence like Ren Feifan's surrender, World, otherwise it will be difficult to find an opponent in this world!

Maybe he will become the next Wutian!

By then, Ye Chen will definitely be even more dangerous!

"Damn it!"

Ye Chen firmly believed in his heart. He originally wanted to use the Yuantian Demonic Sword sealed in the Martial Arts Reincarnation Diagram to eliminate this old guy in one fell swoop, and also undo the erosion of the Martial Dao Reincarnation Diagram by resentment. Unexpectedly, the old guy in the Yin Demon Temple turned out to be so terrifying. Although he suffered some injuries, he was able to wipe out the power of resentment from the Yuan Tian Demon Sword!

"With this guy's strength, I'm afraid he's not far away from reaching the next small realm!"

Linger said in a deep voice.

The bloody rain in the sky has passed, and the entire land is devastated. The gravel and flying sand have all turned into powder. The entire space is filled with a strong smell of blood. The previous landscape fairyland is now like a purgatory on earth, with no life at all!

A thick magic sword lay quietly in the void. The strange lines on it had long since dissipated, and the power of resentment that permeated the space of the Martial Arts Reincarnation Diagram had also dissipated invisible.

Yuantian Sect has been destroyed in the world since then!

The figure of the white-bone man was no longer upright, and turned into a wisp of flying ash that dispersed in the wind. The army of tens of thousands of white bones also fell into pieces, crushed into dust, and returned to peace.

"cough"

Coughing out a mouthful of blood, the man in the white shirt headed by the Twelve Great Saints was covered with bright red at the front of his clothes. Even with his ability, he was at the end of his strength at this moment.

He spat out the minced internal organs that smelled like yellow sand, and looked back at the people in the Yin Demon Temple. Among the more than twenty people who came this time, several of the Twelve Great Sages died, and the others all fought. die!

These endless killing bones killed many of his brothers. Fortunately, the Holy Ancestor successfully rescued the siege at the critical moment. Looking at the magic sword standing quietly in the void, a flash of excitement flashed in everyone's eyes!

The figure of Yin Mo Shengzu floated forward, and the thin and inhuman-like slender sword was about to touch the Yuantian Demon Sword, but someone got there first.

"Yuantian Demon Sword, I'll take it!"

The void fluctuated, and a young voice sounded. The indifferent back figure crossed the sky and took away the treasure that Yin Mo Shengzu was about to get.

"Hehehe, Lord of Samsara, I thought you didn't dare to show up!" The hoarse voice responded to Ye Chen, full of sarcasm.

"In that case, Yin Mo Tianshi and Yuantian Demon Sword, I will take them together!" The blood-colored robe flashed, and a claw attacked Ye Chen.

The Yuantian Demon Sword in his hand gathered its strength and struck, and the terrifying claw that was enough to tear the sky apart was blocked by the magic sword.

"Damn it!" Ye Chen cursed inwardly. Although the Yuantian Demon Sword was ownerless at the moment, it was just a random strike, which drained Ye Chen's remaining spiritual power.

"The divine object that only a powerful Heavenly Monarch can possess, how can a lowly ant like you covet it?"

As if he had seen Ye Chen's state, the figure in the void was not in a hurry, and looked at Ye Chen like a butcher looking at the fish on the chopping board!

Although he was injured and his strength was far from the peak, he was enough to wipe out the kid in the Taizhen realm!

In the outer periphery of the Lost Time and Space, he is the king!