Chapter 868 Falling the Throne

"Look, another Qingyun appeared. The Qingyun is blue, and there is a green lotus on it. There is a strong sword spirit on the green lotus. This is the supreme "Qinglian Sword Song" of Tianjian Valley. Is it Li Qinglian who took action?"

A group of cyan Qingyun followed him to the sky. On the Qingyun, it emitted a kind of noble charm that came out of the mud without staining. A huge green lotus floated on the Qingyun, dripping and spinning. Countless blue lotus swords turned into green lotus huā petals around the green lotus, showing the power of

The hymns of lotus are constantly bursting out in the green lotus.

"I'm well-behaved. This is the Tianjiao of the ancient hundred clans fighting with the direct disciples of the top ten immortal sects of the human race. I didn't expect that even if I couldn't enter Yaochi, I could witness such a wonderful duel with my own eyes. Now there are still three of the ten immortal

Outside Yaochi, countless heavenly monks looked up at the tenon species that appeared over Yaochi. They were so excited that they couldn't even blink their eyes for fear of missing a wonderful picture at that moment. This is a battle that ordinary people can't see at all. Maybe you can understand something in it and break through your own bottleneck.

Sure enough, this is the move. Immediately, the contradictions between the ancient hundreds of ethnic groups and human races were completely stimulated.

You know, in ancient times, hundreds of tribes and demons jointly resisted the invasion of demon gods. The vitality was greatly damaged, and they suffered heavy losses one by one. Many races almost faced the situation of extermination. The human race took advantage of the situation. The ancient hundreds of people had to stay away from the Zijin Continent and avoid the heavens and the world. Avoid the world.

This grudge is naturally remembered in the hearts of all ethnic groups.

Now that I do it, there is no more blocking.

I saw that the clouds of celebration rose from the sky one after another.

A blue Qingyun rose to the sky. On the Qingyun, there was a simple and dark Xuanwu seal. On the seal, a circle of black waves kept rippled, in which a Xuanwu body appeared. The rich moisture is constantly condensing on the seal. With a simple and thick atmosphere.

"That's the Xuanwu seal, the treasure of the Xuanwu clan, and this is Xuan Jiuxiao."

Gaga!!

At this time, another dark Qingyun emerged. The whole body, with a strong smell of death, constantly changing, formed countless skull skulls to make strange and terrible calls. On the Qingyun, a picture scroll emerged, and in the picture scroll, "countless skeletons' lives are constantly changing, forming a picture. A picture like purgatory. It exudes a terrifying smell of death.

Even if you look at it, you will feel a chill. It's a kind of despair of everything withering.

"The underworld of the skeleton clan is indeed worthy of the death from the underworld. What a terrible breath of death. Is this picture of the skeleton clan's death feast? It's worthy of being the pride of heaven. What everyone takes out is a treasure that is hard to find in the world. There is really a battle between dragons and tigers this time.

Then, a few strands of Qingyun, a series of red Qingyun with a mysterious atmosphere came out early, and a red strange sword stood on the Qingyun. This is Mo Yan.

Boom!!

Almost in an instant, eighteen strands of Qingyun rushed over Yaochi at the same time. Among them, nine stocks belong to the human race, and the other nine shares belong to hundreds of ethnic groups in ancient times. In the heavenly pride, they all have their own pride. Although the hundred races are opposed to the human race, they do not rely on the number to suppress them.

For a moment, I saw nine Qingyun on the left and right over Yaochi, which collided violently. The stalemate made the clouds roll violently in the void.

Kill! Kill! Kill!!

Suddenly, there was a bloody cloud in the Qingyun that appeared over Yaochi, like a terrible sea of blood. On the sea of blood, a huge bloody Shura sword constantly devoured the vast blood killing spirit around. In the sword, there was a shocking will to fight. It seems that you can see countless Shura fighting crazily on it.

The sword turned into thousands of feet in an instant, and completely swallowed all the blood killing spirit around it into the knife, without revealing any. Then, it rose into the air, as if pulled out of the scabbard. Draw a strange track in mid-air, and cut it heavily towards Mo Yan's Qingyun.

Around the Shura sword, countless ferocious Shura figures suddenly appeared. Those Shura also held a sword, accompanied by the sword like a tide, and swept towards the red clouds where Mo Yan was.

Rumble!!

The red sword on the Qingyun above Mo Yan's head brings out a tragic breath. In the sword, there is a strong killing power, and there is also a kind of charm that describes the way of heaven, as if the upper body and the heavenly heart are running the mystery of heaven and earth. The sword of war was shaken, and a red sword light burst out. In each sword light, it seemed to contain the will of heaven and earth and destroy everything.

collided violently with the Shura sword.

Surely, countless Shura and sword lights were quickly annihilated. The Shura sword was wrapped in a sense of war, and it was directly cut on the sword. After a moment of stalemate, I immediately saw that the sword was broken off on the spot. That knife is like splitting the heavens and the earth. Qingyun, who belonged to Mo Yan, was split in half in an instant. Life and collapse. Oh, my God. The shocking battle skills of the Shura clan are one by one to cut the sky and pluck the knife skill!! Once a knife comes out, even the heavens and the earth can be split, and it can be used to the extreme, and it can cross the level to kill the god.

"The mysterious and authentic Mo Yan can't stop Shura Zhantian. The Shura people are indeed a race that was born to rise from the battle. It's really fierce and terrible."

The Qingyun evolved by Shura Zhantian splitting Mo Yan with a knife fell into the eyes of the monks of the heavens, and they were even more shocked.

Puff!!

In the Yao pool, Mo Yan's body, sitting on the seventh throne on the right, suddenly trembled violently, his face flushed, and his mouth suddenly spit out a mouthful of red blood. A terrible force bombarded him and hit him from the throne on the spot.

"What a Shura clan. It is indeed a race that has been struggling in battle since birth. The peerless battle skill of cutting the sky and knife is really powerful to kill immortals and gods.

This Shura Zhantian, not surprisingly, I'm afraid it has the potential to challenge the three lists. "Ming, tut, I'm amazed.

"Well, the human race has lost its face. It's time for us to appear. After all, the peach banquet is a banquet. We can't let them continue to make trouble like this.

Di Shitian said meaningfully that the throne of the twenty seats is just to provoke the contradiction between the ancient hundreds of ethnic groups and the human race. If it is good, it must be put away. In front of him is the peach banquet. He doesn't want the peach banquet to really turn into an alternative battlefield and disturb the banquet. That's the face of Now that the goal has been achieved, he has no intention of watching the fire across the shore.

In Yaochi, Mo Yan was bombarded out of the throne on the spot. For a moment, both Li Qinglian and Taixuan's faces were full of anger. They were the top ten immortals, and they were together. Mo Yan fell to the throne. Undoubtedly, he even slapped their faces . Suddenly, there was a faint fire in his eyes.

faintly asked, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

set!!

At the moment when the situation was on the verge of breaking out, a huge ancient bell appeared over Yaochi. A mysterious picture scroll appeared on the ancient clock. Around the clock, there were illusions of reincarnation of the heavens, countless ancient magic sounds, and prayers from ancient times, gathered into arrays of mysterious sounds of reincarnation. The ancient clock, in an instant, seems to become the center of the heavens.

The ancient clock shook.

makes an ancient sound of reincarnation.

Circles of dark reincarnation sound waves cover the whole Yao pool in an instant like a tide. The ancient bell is connected to the imperial jade ultimatum. With the help of the power of the demon city, wherever the sound waves go, there are countless ripples in the sky above the Yao pool. Those rising Qingyun were strangely suppressed back at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it dissipated.

In the originally tense Yaochi, a touch of horror flashed secretly on Tianjiao's face.

"The reincarnation clock of the demon emperor. What a strange bell makes me feel like falling into reincarnation. Even my mind can be affected. Is this the legendary sound of reincarnation?

"It can actually force all the Qingyun back into the [body] in an instant. Is this the power of the supreme artifact of Wanyao City?

In the head of the heavenly pride, all kinds of thoughts flashed quickly. Secretly awe-inspiring.

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor and the Queen of the Demon are about to arrive. In the Yao pool, it must not be noisy!!"

Qingxia's pair of phoenix eyes quickly swept through many visitors in Yaochi and shouted in a low voice. In the voice, there was an inexplicable momentum.

Boom!!

The cold blood-killing guard of the first team quickly entered Yaochi from the outside, three steps and one post, five steps and one guard. In a blink of an eye, the whole Yaochi guarded like an iron bucket. From the bloody guard, it naturally exudes a terrible blood-killing atmosphere. Let the air fill with a depressing atmosphere.

At the same time, the important ministers in the Wanyao City entered Yaochi one after another. Nightmare King Mengxi, Hu Lao, Bai Susu, Peng Demon King, Tian Silkworm, Huangquan, Gourd, Bliss Boy, Xie Sanniang, etc.

appeared in Yaochi one after another.

"Welcome your majesty, majesity!!"

The demons suddenly bowed forward with one voice.

On the Lingxiao throne on the nine-fold ladder, the emperor Shitian, dressed in a black imperial robe, had already sat on the throne, with no anger on his face, emitting an invisible pressure. The strong power makes people dare not look at it easily. Around him, Chenxi is dressed in a palace costume, elegant and luxurious. It reveals the temperament of the silk mother instrument in the world.

There was no sign of their appearance, and no one noticed it, as if they had already sat on it.

This scene made the heroes of all ethnic groups awe-inspiring.

"I've seen the demon emperor, the demon queen!!"

Even the strong people sitting on the throne of the twenty seats couldn't help standing up at the same time and bowed slightly to see the way.

After the etiquette.

Emperor Shitian glanced at Yaochi and said, "Since you can come to my Yaochi, you are distinguished guests. Please sit separately!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the peach banquet officially opened. A famous maid quickly gushed out from all over the place, with an ultimatum melon and fruit in her hand, delicious food, Qiongzhen wine. Place it in front of each seat.