"That's great, it was the patriarch who arrived with Jiuli Dao!"

In the crowd, there were loud cheers from the Wu clan. Although there were several elders from the God King Realm on the Wu clan, they were still hard to match under Yuanlong’s Emperor Bell. Now, seeing Gu Lan holding the Witch Clan’s magic sword Jiuli arrived, they were naturally excited, especially when they saw Gu Lan wave the big sword in his hand, more than a dozen masters on the other side were cut in half on the spot, which made them feel relieved. Just now, Yuanlong used the Emperor Bell to beat him with the Emperor Bell and finally got out of anger.

"Hmph! Youngster must be arrogant and proud. You will definitely die today. The destruction of the witch clan is about to be destroyed. I advise you to completely join the Emperor's lineage and live a life, otherwise you will not be able to keep the whole family!"

The Emperor Bell was immediately blocked by Jiuli Sword, and Yuanlong couldn't help but feel angry. No matter what he said, Yuanlong was the emperor's direct descendant. The bloodline of the supreme emperor flowed in his body. After his life, he was born with a strange phenomenon. A crane brought the ancient scriptures to him for cultivation. He was born with a natural pride, but he was defeated again and again. He was defeated by Tang Fei's hands, and even his heart was broken by him, causing his current cultivation level to stagnate. Now even Gu Lan could stop him!

Yuanlong was furious. This was a very shame for him. He once vowed to kill Tang Fei in his hands, to avenge his previous shame and find the Taoist heart. The witch clan had a deep personal relationship with Tang Fei, and this Gu Lan was more likely to be the villain of some stinky brat. Let's take her today! The sound of bells was deafening. At this time, ordinary monks with insufficient cultivation had already fled far away. This level of battle was no longer something ordinary monks could participate. If you are not careful, you will be directly deprived of your life by the energy ripples of the two sides of the battle!

"I will kill you today!"

With a harsh hand, Yuan Long had no intention of pitying the fragrance and jade at this time. The Emperor Bell roared and kept oppressing the sky. He was completely tempted to kill Gu Lan.

"Everything related to him must be eliminated, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Yuanlong's emotions were out of control. When he thought of Tang Fei, he seemed to be a little difficult to control himself. Since the heart of Tao was forced, Yuanlong's cultivation was not only difficult to improve at all, but his mind and nature were even worse. If this continues, the so-called great-grandson of the Emperor will only be abandoned, and it will be difficult to become a climate.

"Oh... Once the Taoist heart is broken, it will be difficult to find it again... It seems that the young master is real this time..."

The Silver Blood King, who was fighting with the blood-red, shook his head and sighed, and was extremely disappointed. Both of them were strong men who shocked the same era before. They were willing to lean over and sit down and become the guardians of his descendants because they pursued the mark of the Emperor. They never thought that the young hero who was originally talented and incomparable, had now broken the heart of Tao and had fallen to such a state of mind. With his current state of mind, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in his cultivation. Even if his cultivation was barely followed, he could not be considered the decisive leader among the younger generation. He was destined to be a mediocre life.

But even so, the two of them were still different. They just admired the Emperor's Great Way and wanted to follow the Emperor's footsteps and kept climbing towards the highest end of the Great Way step by step. So no matter what Yuanlong looks like, whether it is the best or the Ado who cannot be helped, as long as he is the emperor's direct descendant, he still has the Emperor's blood on his body for a day, they will swear to follow and protect it until Yuanlong dies or they die themselves, and they will stop until they die.

No one can control them, and no one can control them. They just want to prevent themselves from pursuing all the shortcomings of the Emperor's Way and doing them sincerely, and then they will have no regrets.

Boom...

The sword lights and sword energy in the air kept roaring. Under the crushing of Jiuli Sword, the space shattered layer by layer and almost all turned into pieces. The entire witch clan's holy mountain was in chaos, as if it was destroyed. In fact, if this crisis could not be overcome, it would be destroyed for the entire witch clan.

Yuan Long suddenly poked out his golden big hand, holding the Emperor Bell to activate it continuously, and tangible sound waves inside were constantly approaching from all directions. The distant mountains were constantly collapsing. The entire mountain range, except for the witch clan's holy mountain, was protected by the powerful formation patterns, and the rest of the mountain collapsed inch inch, and finally turned into a desert! It was so impressive that the original high mountain stood out, but in a blink of an eye, the mulberry fields had turned into a desert?

The strong wind swept away, dust and sand filled the sky, and sandstorms quickly hit, which is naturally nothing to the monks. This intensity of natural disasters cannot threaten them. What can really threaten them is their opponents, two-legged animals that look the same as themselves. This is the biggest threat. If you are not careful, your head will be blown up by the other party, and you will never have the chance to be free in this world!

Boom...

The war has not ended. Now, the two sides have almost reached a draw. Just now, the Emperor's lineage took advantage of the Emperor's Bell in Yuanlong's hand and almost almost attacked the witch clan's holy mountain. At that time, the witch clan's masters also lost a lot.

However, Gu Lan's timely arrival turned the tide. Jiuli Sword swung over the sky, killing many powerful men from the Emperor lineage. He even used the domineering aura of Jiuli Sword to force these mobs back again, regaining the decline.

Yuanlong has the Emperor Bell in his hand, and Gu Lan also has the Jiuli Knife in his hand. Both sides are equal, and no one can do anything to anyone for a moment.

However, Gu Lan was a little worried about Xuehong's safety at this time. Although Xuehong was strong, there was only one person after all, and the other party had two powerful Divine Emperors. He was also a super expert who had been famous for a long time and had left his mark in the history of cultivation.

With his hands hard to match the four fists, Gu Lan was worried that Xuehong would lose to the Silver Blood King. Although the battle here was so hot, the one who really decided the victory or defeat was the battle of the God Emperor over there. The previous battle of the God Emperor had already shocked the heavens. In his every move, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the void was destroyed.

No matter who wins and loses the battle here, it is not a big deal. As long as the God Emperor wins the battle over there, everything can be reversed. The ability of a God Emperor master is extraordinary and cannot be fought against by other levels of strong people with numbers.

"kill!"

I don’t know if Yuan Long really thought he was too stimulating, but at this time he insisted on pulling Gu Lan to fight with him to the death, as if the two families had an irreconcilable feud, either you die or I die!

Since the other party wanted to fight, Gu Lan would not be polite. His tribe members had suffered so many casualties at once, Gu Lan was so angry that he was too angry to fight. Since he chose to find her bad luck at this time, there was no reason for her Gu Lan to stay with her!

The Jiuli Sword roared in the sky, and the huge Jiuli Divine Beast in the void was majestic, roaring towards the sky, and nine huge heads kept swaying, each with different expressions.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, depression, suffering, hatred, and sorrow, everything is complete. From a distance, I look more like a multi-headed anger Vajra, feeling all emotions in the world and tempering my golden body!

The blade buzzed, and Gu Lan didn't need Gu Lan to urge him. Jiuli Dao himself felt the hostility of the Emperor Bell, which was also a magical weapon, spontaneously running, traversing the void, and the powerful sword intent soared into the sky. A cold and murderous intent attacked out, making people afraid.

"Hmph, I want to see if you are the Jiuli Daoli or my Emperor Zhong is stronger!"

I don’t know if it’s underestimating the enemy or really confident, Yuan Long didn’t care at all at this time. Instead, he was trying to try two magical tools, which one is more powerful.

With a loud roar, he muttered something, and the Emperor Bell was completely activated by him, and the golden runes kept flowing on the bell, and the unique charm of water waves began to spread to all sides.

The void roared, and the sound of heaven sounded, and a series of thought-provoking sounds of bells and drums began to resound. It seemed that the gods among the two artifacts seemed to be competing. The Emperor Bell actually directly used the Dao dim on his body to activate the Great Dao sound beyond the sky to help him. The sound of the bells and drums seemed pleasant and calm, but in fact it contained the most original Taoist rhyme between heaven and earth. The Taoist clouds, every flower and leaf were like a world, and the most ordinary things often contained different profound Taos. The meaning of this Emperor Bell was very obvious. The gods inside deliberately used their own Taoism to tempt the Dao rhyme of heaven and earth. It was demonstrating to the Emperor Bell! Provocation!

The divine sword Jiuli is not vague. Jiuli was originally one of the supreme divine beasts in the world. He was cruel and bloodthirsty, but was finally captured by Chi You, the ancestor of the great demon of the witch clan. He smelted it for many years and finally melted it into the current Jiuli divine sword, becoming the supreme inherited artifact of the witch clan.

Although the divine sword was refined, the deepest killing heart in Jiuli's origin was quite a bit. Although it was restrained by the refining of the witch clan leader of the past dynasties, the gods it nurtured had a trace of violent aura. Once it was lit, it would immediately return it!

"Shit..."

The sword light lit up instantly, and the gods born in the Jiuli Sword also chose to fight back at this time. He always took the initiative to provoke others, but now he was actually provoked by other gods. This seemed to him like a great humiliation!

The dark sword lights turned into substantial, continued to shoot out from the inside of Jiuli Sword, filling the entire space. In contrast to the Emperor Bell, which looked more elegant and purely in the Taoist rhyme, Jiuli Sword's movements were much more intense.

Just talking about not practicing is a fake move! Since you compare yourself to it, then it is the most real thing to do it with real swords and guns!

Suddenly, a sword light lit up, and the Jiuli sword in Gu Lan flew out of his hand, flew into the air independently, turning into the dominant sword light, pointing at the Emperor Bell that was blurred with golden light!

Boom...
Chapter completed!