Above the nine heavens, the strong wind roared, like a ghost crying and howling.

Balls of ink clouds gathered over, rendering the world as straight as the ghost prison. Accompanied by lightning and thunder, in the pale lightning that broke through the sky, raindrops as big as beans poured down, as if the sky also felt the disasters in the world and shed tears.

The power of the demon god's birth is not only limited to the Dan Holy Land, but almost half of it is Dongli. All warriors who have reached the innate level of cultivation feel an unprecedented palpitation and depression.

This tremor and depression originated in my heart, as if it was a warning to the heart, which made countless warriors who felt something shocked and became frightened for no reason.

Those masters who were comparable to the Grand Master level were even more shocked and looked up at Gao Tian. Everyone looked solemn and their eyes were frightened, as if the sky had collapsed.

In the eyes of these masters of the master level, they had already seen a vast demonic energy rising from the north, rushing to the sky, stirring the sky, and sweeping away overwhelmingly, as if to dye every corner of Dongli blood.

"Such a powerful demonic energy invades the four poles of the universe. Will it be necessary to re-enact the battle between the two mu of the Qiong and the human-demon two hundred years ago?" Many masters of the sect were shocked, and they recalled the records in ancient classics in the sect, and were in a state of despair.

In a corner of the boundless desert, in an ancient city buried by wind and sand, a nine-story tower stands, and a gray-white stone man stands on the tower.

Crack! Crack!

The stone man made cracks on the surface, and the lime fell down. The stone man's body slowly moved. He opened his eyes, his eyes swept through the endless barriers, and his mouth was filled with hard and hoarse words: "Demon..." His body suddenly rose up, broke through the heavy sand, and lightning shot to the north.

The Cold Abyss of the West Ji, is a piece of frozen soil that has been extinct in people. At this moment, the frozen layer that has only been formed after tens of millions of years is collapsing inch by inch. A bang of blast sounds suddenly erupted, and a white shadow rushed out from under the ice layer, wrapped in the cold air and broken black ice, as if it turned into an ice dragon and rushed to the north.

In a top sect in Dongli, an altar with countless array patterns and magical patterns was built in the heart of the ancestors. On the altar was a jade coffin with white jade carvings and no flaws were placed.

At this moment, under the altar, led by the sect leader and many old masters, hundreds of elite disciples bowed their heads and kneeled down to worship the white jade coffin. Everyone looked solemn and pious.

This kind of sacrificial ritual will be held once every ten minutes within this sect, and each time there will be more than three martial artists with strong cultivation. This ritual has been conducted so far, and it can be traced back to the Battle of Twilight at the beginning.

The live sacrifice ceremony has reached its final stage. The three warriors were drawn with their bodies of essence and blood and poured them on the white jade coffin. However, the white jade coffin was like a living thing, constantly swallowing and absorbing the essence and blood, and the whole body was still pure white without any impurities.

Buzz!!!

Suddenly, in the stunned sect, the white jade coffin that had been silent for two hundred years trembled violently, and a strange force field spread around the white jade coffin, which suddenly shattered the altar.

"The ancestor... has appeared!"

"It is said that the ancestor of this sect is an immortal god. Could it be that he is back to life?"

As everyone could not help but scream, the white jade coffin blew through the roof and flew into the clouds.

In the northern border, the Dan family holy land had turned into ruins, and the entire mountain was destroyed and fragmented. Most of the demon god Tu Li vented his voluntarily, and finally turned his attention to Wang Dong.

"Tianxing Sword, the hateful Tianxing Sword, don't even want to seal me again."

Yao Tuli roared to the sky, waved his claws, and two cold lights like blades slashed down at Wang Dong.

Wang Dongli felt a creepy feeling. He hadn't felt such an imminent danger for a long time. When his body dodged, the two sharp lights that had struck passed by, flew hundreds of feet away, flattening a piece of the mountain.

"Is this the power of the demon god? It's just that you can cut off the mountain with a random wave, which is really worthy of the name of the demon god."

Wang Dong couldn't help but be moved. Yao Tuli's power was very different from the true essence of martial arts. It was an energy full of hostility and explosiveness. Moreover, Wang Dong could feel that in Yao Tuli's huge mountain-like body, such energy was simply endless. Its body seemed to be connected with countless alien spaces, extracting energy from those strange spaces anytime and anywhere. If it could not be exhausted, it would be impossible to kill it.

It is no wonder that in the Battle of Qiongmu two hundred years ago, the powerful Dongli who were in charge of the magical weapons had to choose to seal and suppress the demon gods because it was too difficult to kill the demon gods and was almost impossible.

Although Wang Dong has not seen a master of immortals and demons in the main world, he has reached his level of martial arts and has already seen one or two masters of immortals and demons. He has also practiced several martial arts that can be called immortals and demons. But Wang Dong is sure that the energy contained by the master of immortals and demons is far from comparable to that of the demon gods.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Dong is afraid of the demon god.

In fact, if he was asked to choose an opponent between a demon god and a fairy-demon-level master, he would undoubtedly choose a demon god.

Although the power of the demon god is extremely powerful, its shortcomings are also obvious. Its huge body determines the movement and attack speed "slow". At least for experts of Wang Dong's level, this speed is really not fast!

And the demon's attack method is too simple.

Even if Wang Dong does not have the magical magic weapon Tianxing sword in his hand, it is one thing that he can't fight the demon god, but if he wants to escape unstoppable, the demon god will definitely not be able to pursue him.

But when his opponent becomes a master of immortals and demons, Wang Dong can only use the bronze gate to escape into other worlds.

A demon god and a master of immortals and demons have no scruples to fight. Which side is the winner? Wang Dong cannot speculate, but he is at least clear that compared to ordinary warriors, the demon god is undoubtedly a world-destroying existence.

Without allowing Wang Dong to think too much, the demon god Tu Li became angry because he could not solve him with one blow. He opened his mouth wide and swish! Countless tentacles spewed out of its mouth and wrapped around.

"cut!"

Wang Dong waved the Tianxing Sword, and the sword lights flashed in the sky, and the infinite sword shadows appeared, cutting off countless tentacles in an instant.

With a clear roar, his body had already merged into one with the Tianxing Sword. The human sword blended into a clear light that teared everything and suddenly rushed away. With a loud bang, it had penetrated through the chest and abdomen of the demon god Tu Li in the splash of blood.

"Ah!" Yao Tuli roared again that shook the mountain, and the minions that emerged from his back grabbed Wang Dong.

Hurry!

Wang Dong discharged the air in the sky like water, and flew a hundred feet away in an instant, avoiding Yao Tuli's claw attack. When he turned around, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. The hole between Yao Tuli's chest and abdomen, which was holed by Tianxing Sword, had already contracted to the size of a fist.

Even though Yao Tuli's vitality was expected, Wang Dong still found that he had underestimated the power of the demon god.

"I just got the Tianxing Sword. I know too little about this magical magic weapon and am far from being able to exert its power! Before I understand the mystery of the Tianxing Sword, it is difficult to suppress the demon god and seal it. If I continue to fight, it will only become a war of attrition..."

The power of the demon god is almost endless, which makes it have a certain degree of immortality. However, Wang Dong has also cultivated into the original chapter of Taichu, and is not afraid of fighting attrition.

Although the power of the Demon God is extremely powerful, it is in vain to be unable to hit Wang Dong.

After being pierced by Wang Dong with the Tianxing Sword, the demon god Tu Li was almost crazy, but it suddenly stopped attacking and looked ahead.

"Here you come! My strong enemy, old enemy, it turns out that you are still in the world." Yao Tuli smiled hoarsely and desolately.

At the same time, Wang Dong also felt a sense of emotion.

Boom!

Accompanied by the thunder and thunder, three god-like figures, one of which was grayish white, as if painted with a layer of lime, one of which looked like extremely cold black ice, and the last figure sat on a floating white jade coffin. Their presence touched the sky and the earth and filled the world, and was no less than the demon gods and demons Tu Li.

Wang Dong immediately knew that there was only one kind of enemy and old enemy that the demon god Tu Li could call him.

Only the "gods" in the legend of Dongli!

"God... no, you can no longer be called a god now!" The evil spirit monster Tu Li swept his evil eyes at the figures of the three gods, and the strange laughter became louder and full of endless joy and pleasure: "What a pleasure! Your trauma from two hundred years ago has not only not recovered, but has been backfired and cursed by my fellow tribe. You are neither gods nor demons. Because of this, you cannot return to the realm of immortals. You are now just an evil god abandoned by the gods and immortals, abandoned immortals!"

"Even if it is abandoned by the immortals and gods, I will kill you, Tuli!" The gray-white figure said coldly.

The demon god Tu Li smiled and said, "The remaining combat power you have now is probably less than 30% of the time you are in full swing. You don't hide and lick your wounds like a mouse, and you dare to appear in front of me. Just before destroying the world, let me drink the blood of the 'abandoned immortal'."

The figure on the white jade coffin snorted coldly, turned to Wang Dong, and said sternly: "Foreigners, this is not the place you should come. Leave the magical weapons and get out of this world."

A foreigner?!

When Wang Dong heard this title, he was slightly surprised and took it for granted. Both the gods and demons lived in another level of space, so he naturally would not have no understanding of the other world. It was not surprising that he could immediately understand that Wang Dong came from other worlds.

But although the man on the white jade coffin told Wang Dong to get out of this world, his big hand like a jade carving suddenly grabbed it.

Boom!

At this moment, the demon god Tu Li and two other figures also took action at the same time, and all attacked the king.

The three "abandoned immortals" are terrifying even if they only have 30% of their combat power in their heyday. Moreover, there is a demon god attacking at the same time. How terrible is such a formation? Of course, they are not heading for the king.

Their goal is the "Sword of Heavenly Punishment"!

Both the demon god and demon Tu Li or the three "abandoned immortals" understand that the key to determining the outcome is to teach the magical weapons.

But at this moment, Wang Dong was trapped in an unprecedented desperate situation.

His hair exploded all over his body, and the qi and blood in his body tumbling like the Yangtze River. The meridians and meridians exploded continuously around his body, and blood expanded like stars, making him a bloody man.

"Seven Lords seek death!"

This martial arts is the first time since Wang Dong was founded. "Seven Secrets of Death" is called "Seven Secrets of Death", but in fact it is about seeking death in death.

This martial art is a secret technique similar to the "Demon Disintegration Method". Only when you reach the realm of death will Wang Dong use it desperately.

In an instant, Wang Dong had already burst out with a force that he could not even imagine. The Tianxing Sword slashed out from the sky under the urge of this force.

Buzz!!!

The space buzzed for a moment, and it broke with a "pop" sound.
Chapter completed!