The call of brothers and the wailing of relatives are all failures.

The devouring master's heart, or it should be said that he is inhumane, could not impress him at all. He threw Yang Zimo into his mouth without any hesitation. A flash of light disappeared into the black hole in his mouth.

"Yang Zimo!"

Yang Jian exclaimed, his eyes were about to break. He had known this nephew for a long time. Although he had not met seriously, he had actually secretly seen it many times. In his heart, this is the most important person. How could he not be surprised if he is like this at this moment?

With the ability of the Lord of Devouring, even if the Supreme One is swallowed into his mouth, it will be instantly decomposed and digested. What's more, Yang Zimo is only in the realm of the Immortal King, so the moment he enters, he will probably be gone... forever.

The closest relative of flesh and blood was in pain, and without hesitation, he immediately rushed towards the Lord of Devouring.

“Get out of here!”

With a light shout, Li Qinglian waved his hand and a green light flashed, spreading Yang Jian, Sanqing Taoist and others. The sword light was clear and cold, and leisurely, turning into a vast green lotus, with mysterious lights, as if the fragrance of flowers overflowed the sky and the earth, flying towards the universe.

All efforts are useless, he is kind and righteous, and there is no need to delay any more. At this moment, no one comes to stop him again.

The sword is like a storm, condensed into a beam, and the world becomes dark, and only the song of the green lotus sword is like breaking through the clouds and breaking the sun, illuminating the nine heavens.

At this moment, the Lord of Devouring felt great danger and stared at Li Qinglian with his eyes. His four arms were opened and his mouth was angrily open. The infinite energy of heaven and earth rushed towards him and rushed into his mouth. His face was full of flesh and whiskers, and his lines flashed in them, making them extremely mysterious.

A pair of flesh wings spread out, getting longer and bigger, spreading across the galaxy and flying across the sky and sea. Wherever they pass, they devour Taoist patterns overflowing and overflowing the sky. All the contaminated things are swallowed, whether they are stars or star dust.

Li Qinglian hung high in the sky, looking down at the Lord of Devouring, and there was indescribable meaning in her eyes. Soon, she sighed lightly: "What a pity!"

Then the three-foot bronze sword in his hand moved, and the sword light was cold, as if Guanghan Qiuyue fell from the sky and killed the Lord of Devouring. In an instant, it was like a comet hitting the sun, and the stone broke the sky, and the sword light hit the Lord of Devouring and penetrated directly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the devouring Lord's huge body split into pieces and turned into countless pieces floating in all directions. The flesh and blood tumbling, stretching for thousands of miles like a sea of ​​blood, which was extremely terrifying.

The sea of ​​blood churned, and did not stop, but broke into pieces again, turning into billions of pieces and running in all directions.

He was not dead. The Lord of Devouring took Li Qinglian's sword in an instinctive way. He transformed into countless parts, releasing all the life and power he had devoured over the years, blocking the sword.

At this moment, all the flesh and blood were clones, and their true spirit was hidden in one of them. This was a way to escape with great damage to the vitality, but for the Lord of Devouring, it was not a big deal. As long as he was given time and in a very short time, he could completely recover through the power of devouring.

For him, not only flesh and blood can be used as a source of nutrition and energy, but also stars. Stars containing huge energy can become his source of recovery.

If it is normal, this method of escape is naturally a wonderful use. Unfortunately, he is facing Li Qinglian, an extremely Taoist monk at this moment.

The wisdom of his eyes swept over, and the power of creation swept across the sky. In an instant, he found the true spirit, stepped on the clear light and chased after him. The green lotus sword sang and danced, shooting countless sword lights, and slashed at the flying flesh and blood.

The Lord of Devouring felt great danger and immediately activated all parties to rush in and fly towards the sword light. Its instinct made it feel great danger and could not escape, but the instinct of the beast was that as long as it was not dead, it would never give up.

The flesh and blood flew, resisting countless sword lights, but they were eventually hit.

With a scream, the true spirit flesh and blood were knocked away far away. In the circle, all the flesh and blood flew over and condensed again, and turned into the appearance of the Lord of Devouring.

All four arms were injured, blood was vomited from the mouth, and half of the flesh and beard were broken. How terrible the attacks of the monks of the Extreme Dao were.

But this appearance made everyone sigh that this monster is really too strong. As God, other Gods, even like the Lord of Judgment, are not as good as him.

"Did you see it? You can't stop it!"

Li Qinglian sighed lightly: "He is really a special existence and may threaten Ji Dao."

It is a miracle that a monk from the half-way can do this without the help of the Chaos Treasure. Not to mention others, even Fuxi could not do it back then.

Chen Pan was silent and could not say anything. Everything he had done just now made the Lord of Devouring stronger.

Looking at the Lord of Devouring, who was covered in wounds, Li Qinglian was not soft-hearted and activated the three-foot bronze sword again. The green light condensed and turned into a green lotus bud. A white horse passed by, traveling through time and space, directly hitting the Lord of Devouring.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the huge body was split into pieces and turned into countless pieces, a pool of flesh and blood.

Dead...

Everyone felt inexplicably painful. The death of the Lord of Devouring also means that Yang Fanhai no longer exists.

"not yet!"

Chen Weiming in Pangu axe body seal suddenly said: "The devouring Taoist pattern has not come out!"

The people here are more or less related to Yang Fanhai or Tan Jun, and they are confused when they care. Only he has become the most sober. The flesh and blood are still there, and the devouring Taoist pattern does not appear, which means that the devouring master is still there.

Li Qinglian also saw it, condensed the sword light again, and killed the pool of flesh and blood.

"Ao!"

With a loud scream, the swallowing Taoist pattern floated out, rolling the flesh and blood, and transforming it into its original appearance. Although the injury was even worse, he was not dead after all.

As soon as he recovered, he was hit by the sword light again, and turned into a pool of flesh and blood again. His breath faded, but it had not disappeared yet.

The blood and flesh condensed between the swallowing Taoist patterns, and they turned into the devouring master.

Such vitality surprised everyone, while Yang Jian was crying like rain and trembling all over. This time, the flesh and blood meant that Yang Zimo would never be there again.

"Ao!"

The Lord of Devouring looked up to the sky and whistled, he was unwilling to give up. For so many generations, he has never been as powerful as in this life. He is so close to the extreme, so close to breaking his destiny.

He was unwilling to give up. He felt that the aura of the existence that killed him changed in each generation, but he didn't expect that in this life, another such powerful existence would take action.

Li Qinglian had no compassion and did not hesitate to urge Qinglian Jiange to kill him again. He knew even more clearly how serious the consequences would be if the Lord of Devouring was relieved.

The sword light hit, and the devouring master shattered again, with countless flesh and blood.

Swallowing the Taoist pattern and condenses the body again.

When everyone sighed at the tenacity of the monster's vitality, they suddenly realized that the situation this time was different from before. It was no longer one, but two.

"ah!"

The two voices sounded at the same time, fighting for flesh and blood. After the flesh and blood condensed, one was huge, ugly and hideous, and the other smaller figure was his hands and feet, and his human form.

"Give me my son's flesh and blood!"
Chapter completed!