"Holy weapon?" Xu Yang stood up straight with some difficulty. He looked at the black light that was lingering in the hands of the Lord of the Underworld, his face looked ugly.

"Is it strange?" said the Lord of the Nether Clan sneered, "Of course my Nether Clan also has holy weapons, but if you don't have enough cultivation, you can't refine them, it's just a burden. Even if you have refined them, you can't exert the power of holy weapons! Just like you, it's really a disgrace to the holy weapons. What's more, the Nether Thunder Sword in my hand is not comparable to the miscellaneous holy weapons in your hand."

Qianyuan Sword made a sword sound, and the sound was so exciting that it seemed dissatisfied.

Xu Yang was speechless and looked towards the direction of the sinkhole. He had tried his best. If the bronze plate had not succeeded yet, he could only return to God's will. Next, he could only use the seal control technique of the Han Rong Realm and return to the Han Rong Realm to avoid it for a while.

The four powerful men of the Nether Clan flew into the sinkhole one after another without any obstacles! However, in the next moment, a magnificent blue light column suddenly rushed up from the bottom of the sinkhole, repelling all the four powerful men back!

"What?" The Lord of the Nether Clan frowned.

"Hahaha... Ban Ye, I finally succeeded. All the idiots from the Nether Clan will die for me!"

Accompanied by this arrogant and familiar voice, a green ancient platform flew out of the sinkhole!

"This is what the bronze plate calls the 'core'? It's completely different from the spherical object I saw before..." Xu Yang said in his heart. He carefully observed the ancient blue platform and found that its whole body was made of bronze, but the base was not flat, and there was a circle of buckles, as if it was an accessory on something.

Xu Yang knew that the original core was sealed, but now it should be the true form after the bronze plate was cracked and sealed.

"Thank you for your hard work at Xiao Xuanzi... Now start. Mr. Ban is covering you." A buzzing sound came from the ancient blue platform, which was undoubtedly the tone of the bronze plate.

"Be careful, this Lord of the Underworld clan has a holy weapon in his hand, which is not easy to deal with." Xu Yang instructed.

"It's still one step late..." The Lord of the Nether Clan looked at the ancient blue platform floating in the void, and his face changed. "However, Demon-Suppressing Platform, you are just a trap! Do you think that if you have to return to your body, you can escape from my control? Humph, it's just a little more time. After all, you are an artifact. If you don't control it, you can only rely on your instinct to fight, and your power will be greatly reduced! Sealing you again. It's not a difficult thing for me."

"Ming Wentian, my origin is not something you can imagine. Don't compare ordinary utensils with me." The ancient blue platform, that is, the Demon Suppression Platform, snorted, "Will you give way?"

"Okay, let me consider your power!" Ming Wentian, the leader of the Nether Clan, sneered, and the Nether Thunder Sword in his hand turned into thousands of swimming fish and rushed towards the Demon-Suppressing Platform.

Each sword light of the Nether Thunder Sword is as spiritual as it is. Obviously, Ming Wentian has reached a very skillful level in controlling the holy weapon.

The Demon-Suppressing Platform flew high and fell toward the group of swimming fish: "Give me the money!"

Boom!

The Demon-Suppressing Platform and the Nether Thunder Sword collided with a loud bang, and a surge of powerful force shot everywhere, and the dome of the city was stimulated by this wave of air and completely opened! It was like a giant tearing open the dome of the city. In the turbid and dim sky of the Secret Realm of the Nether Clan, dim light shone in.

Xu Yang could see clearly that the group of swimming fish transformed by the Nether Thunder Sword was smashed by the Demon-Suppressing Platform, and turned into the body of the Nether Thunder Sword and came into the hands of Ming Wentian, the leader of the Nether Clan. Ming Wentian couldn't help but step back several steps back, and a hint of pale appeared on his thin and fierce face, which was obviously a small loss.

"Hmph, I'm not really good at all." The Demon Suppression Platform was arrogant and provocative, "I'll stop you again!" The green light made a big move, and the ancient green platform suppressed Ming Wentian again.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Spirit Sword!" The ghost master took action. He stroked his left hand and formed a strange seal. He suddenly burst into howling sounds. A series of black and faint ghost spirits turned into sword lights and intertwined, changing into a black and white sword curtain, blocking the Lord of the Mingwentian Clan.

"What a strong resentment..." Xu Yang was angry. How many creatures were sacrificed for the blood and lives of? The Nether Clan and all creatures were mortal enemies, and this statement was by no means false.

The Lord of Mingwentian tribe took action again, and cooperated with the Ten Thousand Ghost Spirit Sword, the Ming Lei Sword burst out purple and black thunder and blasted towards the Demon-Suppressing Platform.

The three elders on the side rushed up one after another and rushed towards the Demon-Suppressing Platform.

"Boom!"

Another deafening sound, the Demon Suppression Platform turned back, and the five powerful men of the Nether Clan also changed their faces. This time, neither side received much benefit.

"Damn... If I, the Ghost Master, and the three elders, have not recovered their peak strength, how can I allow you to be arrogant!" The Master of Mingwentian shouted angrily. He was originally the top of the Eight Tribulations, but now he can only exert the combat power of the Six Tribulations. The depression in his heart is conceivable.

"Hmph, what a 'if'... If my body is complete, don't talk about you, even if the saints of the Nether Clan are here, don't try to stop me!" The Demon-Suppressing Platform spoke even louder.

"Elder of Ghost Master, use the Demon Eyes of the Great Heavenly Demon, and calculate the weakness of the Demon Suppression Platform!" The Lord of Mingwentian Clan calmed down slightly and quickly arranged tactics. "Elder of the Nether Owl, go and entangle that human boy. The two elders of Mingwu and Minggu, follow me to fight against the Demon Suppression Platform and buy time for the Demon Suppression Platform!"

Several peak powerhouses of the Nether Clan all agreed. At that moment, the Half Moon Blade of the Nether Clan flew out and found Xu Yang. The Master of the Mingwentian Clan, Mingwu and Minggu, each used their own tricks and blasted towards the ancient blue platform floating in the void.

In the end, the remaining ghost masters used the Great Demon Eyes again, and their bloody eyes swept towards the blue demon-suppressing platform.

The battle between the Demon Suppressing Platform and the three powerful men of the Nether Clan was naturally extremely fierce. Without the Ghost Master Elder, the Great Elder of the Demon Suppressing Platform joined, the Demon Suppressing Platform had a little upper hand. But in a short time, it was impossible to turn this advantage into a victory.

The real sinister battle happened between Xu Yang and the Great Elder of the Nether Xiao!

"This is the time to fight hard. Do your best. You can't let them deal with the Demon Suppression Platform calmly!" Xu Yang took a deep breath, and in his eyebrows, a blue mental power turned into a transparent giant hammer and bombarded the Great Elder of the Nether Owl.

"The heart-striking technique, the mind is shocked?" The face of the elder of the Nether Ox changed. The half-moon blade danced around like a windmill, turning into a gray circular light curtain to resist the giant hammer of the mind. With a thunderous sound, the hammer shattered, but this move did not make any contribution.

"Haha...boy, your mental power is only at the level of the World Honored One with four to five tribulations. Although the secret technique of the soul clan is magical, it cannot exert any power." After this round of confrontation, the Great Elder of the Nether Owl tested Xu Yang's mental power, breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed loudly.

The high-level World Honored One who is prepared is indeed not something that can be achieved by the heart-striving technique. The Great Elder of the Nether Owl has lived for so many years and has fought with the Soul Clan and has rich experience.

"Since that's the case... then try this trick!"

Xu Yang was not discouraged, and the prototype world above his head suddenly appeared! A powerful force of suppression hit the Great Elder of the Nether Owl. At the same time, the holy weapon Qianyuan Sword also infused all its power, like a golden meteor, shooting out.

"What kind of power is this?" The elder of the Nether Owl's eyes changed his expression. He could feel that he was suppressed by a mysterious and terrible force and could not move at all. Although it was only a moment of effort, the masters would decide the winner and lose in an instant, and life and death would be judged!

The moment the golden meteor shot towards his chest, the Great Elder of the Netherworld finally broke free from the suppression of the small world. He tried his best to lift up the mysterious power and poured it into the Half Moon Blade to block in front of him. In a hurry, he could not use any exquisite sword control techniques at all, and could only use the body of the Half Moon Blade quasi-holy weapon to force it.

"Boom!"

With a earth-shaking loud noise, the Great Elder of the Nether Owl was as if struck by lightning. The half-moon blade shattered into dozens of pieces and shot towards his direction. Although the golden meteor transformed by the Qianyuan Sword had dimmed a little, it still hit his chest.

Kara!

The sound of the cracked bones in the chest of the Great Elder of the Netherworld was heard, and he flew backwards, hitting the wall of the city, and smashing it into a human-shaped crack! The remaining momentum was still strong, and the Great Elder of the Netherworld directly hit the inner wall of the outer black space blocking light cover, slowly sliding down.

"How is that possible?"

The screams sounded from the mouths of the four remaining masters of the Nether Clan. They all looked at Xu Yang in disbelief. In just two rounds, Xu Yang severely injured and died. What kind of combat power is this? Although the Six-Challenge World Honored One has not yet fully recovered, it has at least the power of the peak of the Five Tribulations.

Xu Yang's body was also empty, and he continuously used the Qianyuan Sword body, which caused the loss of Xuan power to be terrifying. He threw a recovery pill into his mouth, controlled the Qianyuan Sword to rush to the side, and pointed directly at the Ghost Master Elder.

"Hmph, overestimate one's ability, don't get in the way!" The Ghost Master was naturally disdainful of Xu Yang. He waved his hand and slashed the Ten Thousand Ghost Spirit Swords.

The moment the sword came out, the ghost teacher's big demon eyes swept through Xu Yang, and a look of extreme horror suddenly appeared on his face! Even the Ten Thousand Ghost Spirit Sword lost control and fell slanted!

"Boom!" The Lord of the Underworld clan's robe waving, blocking the attack for the elder of the Ghost Master, shouting loudly: "Ghost Master, have you seen the weakness of the Demon-Suppressing Platform?"

The elder of the Ghost Master trembled his fingers and pointed at Xu Yang: "He...he..."

"What's going on?" The two elders of Minggu and Mingwu were shocked. They had never seen the Ghost Master Elder have such an expression, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

The elder of the Ghost Master took a deep breath and shouted suddenly: "Master, the two elders, give up the Demon Suppression Platform and attack and kill this person with all their might! If you kill him, you must kill him!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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