The demon emperor Yanluo has mastered the profound meaning of Jiandao in Dacheng territory. All kinds of unique skills emerge one after another. It is needless to say how strong his strength is.


    Yang Xuan''s war with him has not been defeated yet. In fact, his power is really terrible. No wonder Chu Bufan, the ancestor of the Chu family, was also beheaded by him.


    "This is a real genius. He grew up too fast. It''s ridiculous. I''ve been practicing hard for the past two months, trying to narrow the gap between each other. Unexpectedly, I saw him again today, but he was further left behind."


    Qiu Shaoyang sighed lightly. As the first true disciple of the Tianyu sect, he was very proud and did not think he was worse than anyone.


    However, with the birth of Yang Xuan, a young man of his generation, he suddenly found himself too conceited in recent years.


    Compared with Yang Xuan, he was nothing. All his pride had disappeared.


    "Brother Qiu doesn''t have to belittle himself. Your talent may not be as good as him, but you can''t be worse than him in terms of martial arts and Taoism."


    Shang Jie comforted.


    Qiu Shaoyang was born in a poor family. He had no strong family background and did not show any unique talents in his early years, but he was better than many people.


    That is the heart of martial arts. In order to pursue martial arts, he has suffered too much and experienced too many life and death. Otherwise, he would not have achieved today.


    "Yes, I still have the heart of martial arts. One day, I will surpass him and surpass the sky."


    Qiu Shaoyang clenched his teeth and restored his previous self-confidence.


    This is Qiu Shaoyang, a young arrogant rising in the ancient continent. His talent, savvy, will, martial arts and Taoism are far superior to his contemporaries.


    If you change to someone else, you may not be able to adjust so quickly. In serious cases, you will also have a psychological imbalance, completely lose your enterprising spirit, and never recover.


    "Yes, this is Qiu Shaoyang in my eyes."


    Shang Jie smiled and said sarcastically, "that boy is from Outland. His strength is really strong, but the Outland rules are complete and there is no shortage of roads. If we were born in Outland, we may not be much worse than him."


    "What''s the matter with Yan Luo? Isn''t it an ancient demon emperor? Why can''t you kill the little bastard surnamed Yang for so long?"


    Aside, Shen Yulong, who had been paying attention to the changes of the war situation, cried angrily.


    Hearing the speech, Shang Jie and Qiu Shaoyang were silent.


    Yang Xuan killed Chu Bufan''s demon by leaping the ranks. If it was so easy to deal with, he was taken down as early as when the Ji family shuangzun used the integration field. Why do you need Yan Luo to do it himself.


    "Boy, aren''t you crazy? Why do you just dodge?"


    "Ha ha, your cultivation is higher and your strength is stronger than me. My moves are hard to shake with you. Isn''t it hitting the stone with an egg and looking for your own death?"


    "Bastard, you''re using me as a grindstone."


    "That''s right. Where can I find such a good training companion? If I have to blame you, I''ll blame you for your bad luck and losing your combat power at the peak."


    Hearing this, all the spectators were stunned. No one thought that Yang Xuan regarded Yan Luo as a companion.


    "Little beast, you are abominable."


    The corpse puppet roared.


    "What''s your name? Come here and fight. I''ll fight your master and servant alone."


    "I found you. It depends on where you run this time."


    This is the voice of Yan Luo. With this voice, a breath of cold to the extreme diffuses, which makes this heaven and earth seem to be frozen and terrible.


    "No, go back, this is the absolute power!"


    The Ji family''s double respect changed color and hurried away.


    The strong man was also frightened at the moment. He quickly stepped back and didn''t dare to get too close to the battlefield.


    "Get up!"


    Where the crowd gathered, while the supreme masters were shocked, they supported their own fields to protect the young people around them.


    Some casual martial arts practitioners are retreating without the protection of the supreme field. They can''t stop the extreme power. A little aftershock will make them either dead or injured.


    At this moment, 34 people were running for their lives.


    No matter how high or low their accomplishments were, they all looked pale and panicked. They were deeply afraid that the extreme divine power would spread and harm them.


    This is a disaster!


    Everyone wanted to cry without tears, and their intestines were blue with regret.


    Isn''t it just watching the war from a distance? It doesn''t hinder anyone. Who knows that Yan Luo will suddenly get angry and use the extreme divine power.


    What''s more terrible is that this is the extreme power of Ji''s dragon pattern cold ice sword. If it''s not good, they will all die here.


    No one wants to die, let alone die here in vain. Therefore, everyone took out the ability to press the bottom of the box and ran away frantically.


    "Kill!"


    At this time, at the end of the distant horizon, there came the cold cry of hell.


    At the next moment, there was a big explosion in the world, endless cold light rushed up, rumbling one after another, and the energy fluctuation was vast and amazing, destroying everything.


    Under this kind of explosion, the ordinary supreme also has to destroy both form and spirit.


    Bang bang!!!


    The cold sent out thousands of brilliance, rolled and roared, and swept all over the world. It was like the terrible cold wave of destruction. It was powerful and irresistible. Some rubble and dilapidated buildings were wiped out on the spot and no longer exist.


    "My God, run away!"


    Many scattered practitioners were so frightened that they all ran away at a faster speed.


    Bang bang!!!


    At the same time, a group of elders'' Supreme fields have suffered a terrible impact. Fortunately, everyone is far away from the battlefield. Although their respective fields tremble endlessly, they are still strong and have not been broken.


    However, seeing the raging cold outside the field, Qiu Shaoyang, Shen Yulong, Shang Jie and other young people were still frightened. Most of them fell soft to the ground with no blood on their faces.


    "This bastard!"


    Ji Haifeng scolded angrily. He had a field to resist and was not hurt. However, because he was close to the battlefield, the whole person was lifted out and embarrassed.


    What made him more unbearable was that this was the extreme power of their jijiazhen family divine sword.


    "Well, isn''t he a little embarrassed? Since he has used the extreme power, he will inevitably fall into weakness. Maybe we can take the opportunity to take him down this time."


    Ji Hailin came to Ji Haifeng and looked at the distant battlefield.


    There, the cold was surging, the light was shining, and everything was covered. After a few breath, the dust and smoke dissipated, the cold disappeared, and the world gradually returned to peace.


    "It''s over!"


    The crowd breathed a sigh of relief and looked at it with their eyes in unison.


    "Hurt!"


    "His opponent is the devil emperor Yanluo. He used the extreme power just now. Even if he hid in the dark void, he would be affected."


    "Damn, it didn''t kill him!"


    Many people whispered, some shocked, some angry, such as Shen Yulong.


    However, his anger turned to anger. Like others, his eyes focused on the distant sky.


    There, a handsome young man stood in the air, not who Yang Xuan was.


    He was short of breath, his black hair was messy, a little red marks were clearly visible on his white clothes, and a few strands of red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, which showed that he was injured.


    Just how much the injury is, it is difficult to judge by the naked eye alone.


    Look at Yan Luo, standing alone with a sword on the frost covered and devastated earth, although he was unharmed, his face was pale and panting.


    This is the power of the extreme way. Although the power destroys the sky and the earth, it will also cause great consumption to itself.


    At this moment, except for the two people''s breathing, the world was dead quiet. No one spoke, and everyone''s eyes scanned back and forth between them.


    For such a moment, a voice broke the silence.


    "A thin camel is bigger than a horse. The demon emperor is worthy of being the demon emperor. He is really powerful."


    It was Yang Xuan who spoke. He took the lead in escaping into the dark void when Yan Luo issued the extreme power. In addition, he was strong and had the Sun Zhenyuan defense, so he was not seriously hurt.


    With the nourishment of Qi and blood, at most half a cup of tea can heal.


    What shocked him was Yan Luo''s combat experience. This guy is worthy of being a demon emperor who has practiced for a long time. Just now he almost found his position and gave him a sharp blow.


    This means that he reacts quickly enough, otherwise he can''t even leave some bone residue under the extreme power.


    "You are not weak either. If you hadn''t been practicing for a short time and your accomplishments were lower, it would be very difficult to fight with you in my current state."


    Yan Luo looked extremely cold and gasped in his airway.


    "This is nonsense. If you have the courage, come to the bridge and fight me."


    After leaving a word, Yang Xuan turned around and left without stopping at all. His body twinkled, and he had fallen on the bridge of reincarnation.


    "He''s on the bridge. He''s not as bold as usual!"


    Someone exclaimed and was frightened by Yang Xuan''s crazy and bold move.


    You know, not long ago, an old martial artist in the divine power realm bachongtian was thrown on the bridge by Yan Luo and died in a moment. From here, we can see how dangerous the reincarnation bridge is.


    But Yang Xuan didn''t even think about it. He just walked up.


    "Brother Qiu, didn''t you say it''s dangerous on the bridge? Why hasn''t this son died yet?"


    Shen Yulong looked at Yang Xuan on the reincarnation bridge and Qiu Shaoyang beside him. His eyebrows frowned tightly.


    Qiu Shaoyang didn''t answer either. He just stared at Yang Xuan.


    He knew that Yang Xuan was bold and reckless. He would never give up reincarnation.


    But seeing Yang Xuan''s eyelids without blinking, he resolutely stepped on the bridge of reincarnation, and there were still huge waves at the bottom of his heart.


    He was wondering if he would dare to climb the bridge.


    "Boy, you''re very bold, but don''t you think you can escape this robbery when you get on the bridge?"


    Yan Luo drank coldly, shaking the void.


    "Do you have bad ears or pretend you didn''t hear me? I''ll let you go on the bridge to fight with me. If you don''t dare, shut up and don''t bark like a dog."


    Yang Xuan said sarcastically.


    "Die."


    Yan Luo was so angry that he rushed to the bridge of reincarnation.


    "I thought you, the demon emperor, were afraid to go on the bridge."


    Yang Xuan smiled, but his figure swept away towards the depths of the reincarnation bridge.


    This is to lure the enemy deep. If not, Yan Luo can get off the bridge at any time, and this is not what Yang Xuan wants to see.