Suddenly, the young Xuanyuan no longer stopped any arrow feathers, but thought about it, and Xuanyuan Sword slashed at Zhu Jiumu with one sword!

"What a smart kid."

Zhu Jiumu exclaimed, and nine arrow feathers hit the sword one after another, knocking the Xuanyuan Sword to the slant. The young Xuanyuan's eyes lit up and stopped defending, but kept visualizing. The Xuanyuan Sword also flew up and down, constantly attacking Zhu Jiumu.

He replaced defense with offense. Xuanyuan Sword has high attack power, but he is a little short of the existence of such multi-faceted attacks as Zhu Jiumu, so it is better to simply attack him and rescue him. Relying on Zhu Jiumu's power that he cannot bear the power of Xuanyuan Sword, he has no time to attack Zhong Yue and Shibuyi!

"Kunhou, you should be able to sense the Divine Wing Sword here, right?" Zhu Jiumu controlled a series of divine arrows to hit the Xuanyuan Sword continuously, making the Divine Sword unable to get close to him, and asked.

Compared to Xuanyuan, he was really relaxed. After all, Xuanyuan had just entered the Kailun Realm, and the five major soul mystical realms had never been opened. Even if the visualization speed was fast, it still had a limit. It was just relying on the power of the Human Emperor's Sword and could not threaten him.

This is extremely clever. No matter how powerful the Xuanyuan Sword is, it will be useless if it fails to hit him. Moreover, the young Xuanyuan cannot let the power of this magic sword bloom. If the power of the Xuanyuan Sword is completely blooming, it will cut the Fengshan Festival, which will save a lot of trouble.

Therefore, it was not him who was restrained, but the young Xuanyuan!

Kunhou nodded and smiled: "It's OK."

He shouted softly and sensed his divine wing sword with all his strength. In Zhong Yue's primordial mysterious realm, the divine wing sword was ready to move. Suddenly, the divine sneered and cut through Zhong Yue's primordial mysterious realm and revealed it.

The Divine Wing Knife vibrated, and its unparalleled power burst out. The big sword spread thousands of miles away, covering the entire Black Mountain under the knife!

Kunhou laughed: "Okay, okay! It's worthy of being my knife!"

With a thought, the Divine Wing Sword suddenly shortened rapidly. It shrank from the Thousand Mile long sword to a length of a thousand feet in an instant. Although the Divine Wing Sword narrowed, its power soared straight and slashed at Zhong Yue!

Despite the restrictions of the Fengshan Festival, the power of this divine sword is still extremely terrifying, even more terrifying than the killing of the gods in the Western Wilderness Gods' Battle Land with one sword!

Zhong Yue's expression did not change and he spoke, "Where is Longhou?"

The Divine Wing Sword slashed down. Suddenly the sound of the dragon roar sounded, and the Panlong Sword suddenly penetrated through the space. The horizontal sword blocked the Divine Wing Sword's slash. Longhou took a step out of the space and banged the sword and said with a smile: "Longhou has been waiting here for a long time!"

Zhong Yue nodded: "I need to sacrifice myself and have no time to look around, and I have to work hard for Longhou."

Longhou laughed long, and he bent his fingers on the Panlong Sword. The power of the Panlong Sword bloomed. The magic sword suddenly stretched out, like a giant dragon. Swish and swished around the Divine Wing Sword. The Panlong sword dragon body coiled and locked the Divine Wing Sword, opened its mouth to bite Kunhou's palm, and smiled and said, "Horse Kun, you and I are old friends. Today I will send you on your way. Become a sacrifice in this altar!"

Kun Hou was originally severely injured by him and was not in his peak state. When he saw him coming, his face changed slightly. He suddenly activated his magic power and supported the Panlong Sword wrapped around the Divine Wing Sword that could not be locked. The Panlong Sword biting his palm was immediately stretched backwards.

"Long Hou, no wonder your dragon clan migrates. It turns out that you joined forces with Zhongshan clan!"

The wings behind Kunhou opened, countless sword feathers slashed forward, and sneered: "Your dragon clan betrayal of the gods and spread them out, and will be sneered by the world!"

The dragon scales flew up on the surface of Longhou's body, like a shield, blocking countless sword feathers, shook his head and said, "The gods in the world are only mortal blood, no longer the gods, but my dragons are still the gods! Kunhou, in a few thousand years, you can see my decision today and you will know how wise I am!"

They knew each other well and knew each other's methods well. Although Longhou was better than Kunhou, it was not easy to win him.

Boom!

A loud bang came, and the Black Mountain was violently shaking. The ancestor Xiaomang had been sacrificed and his soul was scattered. In the copper lamp, a terrifying city flew out of the copper lamp!

This city is filled with a vast divine power, extremely huge, even larger than the Holy City of Xiangkong. The giant city is like a god and demon, with limbs away from the ground, the head turns into a city gate, and the abdomen is inside the city.

Natural ancestor's body!

Zhong Yue sacrificed his wholehearted sacrifice, and countless profound totem textures suddenly appeared on the surface of the city of nature, many times more profound than the totem patterns of the Divine Marquis, and were difficult to understand. These totem textures protected this giant city, making it impossible for him to sacrifice this giant city for a moment!

"The power is not enough now. More sacrifices are needed to raise the power of the Fengshan Festival to a higher level before the sacrifice of the Ancestor of Nature can be sacrificed. Kun Hou was plotted by me last time, and I wonder if he can still plot against him this time? I'm afraid there are some difficulties..."

He just thought of this when suddenly a powerful aura arrived. Zhong Yue looked into the darkness and saw a magnificent god coming to the vicinity of Black Mountain. The leaders were Feng Wuji and the Huangsnake God!

"Feng Wuji, it's really timely rain." Zhong Yue praised inwardly.

"Zhongshan, your death is here!"

Outside the Black Mountain altar, the Yellow Snake God, Feng Wuji and Feng Wuji's eyes were like lightning, and they quickly glanced around. They saw that the Black Mountain altar exuded terrifying and boundless power, and inexplicably power communicated with the world. Even they didn't know what this power had.

However, the power of this altar is really terrifying, and they can't help but be in awe when they see it.

The totem patterns on the altar of this Black Mountain were unable to completely fix the totem patterns. The demon tree was twisted, the thousand blades were crooked, and the surface of the coffin was covered with cracks.

The Demon Marquis and Tusiba were also unable to stand their feet, and were gradually driven by the rotation of the totem pattern. They could not help but follow the rotation of the formation, but the speed was slower.

The Yellow Snake God took the lead and rushed into the Altar of the Black Mountain, stepped onto the Demon Tree, climbed onto the coffin, and rushed into the Black Mountain.

There are also six gods in Kunlun realm, including the Kwafu God, the True God of Shang, and several other gods, all of whom died at the hands of Zhong Yue.

The true Lord Shang followed the Yellow Snake God into the formation and said coldly: "Zhongshan, you kill my son Shangqing and take my moonlight, where is my moonlight?"

"Zhongshan, do you know the Lord Gongyang?"

A sheep-headed god man had a head and a horn of sheep, and he also rushed into the Black Mountain and said coldly: "Did my disciple die in Guixu?"

Feng Wuji hesitated for a moment and did not enter the Black Mountain. He reached out to stop the Gongyang God and another God. He said, "Senior Brother, let's wait a moment!"

He repeatedly looked at the situation in the mountain, and saw that Shi Buyi was tripped by Wen Changgong, Gongsun Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Jian were entangled by Zhu Jiumu, while Longhou was entangled by Kunhou, and only Zhong Yue was still holding the ceremony with all his might.

"The Longhou has taken action, and the strange old tree god man has not appeared. Could this be the Zhongshan clan's backhand and the method to deal with us?"

Feng Wuji thought, "Where is the old tree god? If he is hiding here, Huang Snake and Shang really enter the Black Mountain, it is time for this old tree to take action!"

He took two gods to wait for a while, and saw the gods such as Huang Snake, Shang Zhen, Kuafu God Ren and others break into Black Mountain. They immediately noticed something wrong, their bodies shrank, and they returned to normal, and they killed Zhong Yue.

"You can know whether the old tree god is here now!"

The five gods killed the Heishan Mountain and ignored Shi Buyi and Xuanyuan. They headed straight for Zhong Yue, but at this moment, a huge scale suddenly appeared in Zhong Yue's mysterious realm, like the smoothest mirror, standing in front of Zhong Yue and illuminating Kun Hou.

"Long Hou. Attack his eyebrows one point!" Zhong Yue's eyes swept across the mirror and said in a deep voice.

When Longhou heard this, the Panlong Divine Sword stabbed Kunhou's eyebrows one point on the left. Kunhou was shocked. The left part on the left of his eyebrows was exactly where his qi and blood converged. If he was stabbed, his body of qi and blood would be cut off, he would definitely be killed by Longhou!

He hurriedly dodged, but at this moment, Zhong Yue's voice came: "Kunhou, now this great sacrifice has accumulated enough power to seal the Kunpeng gods in the Muhuan Star!"

A blood-colored divine light from the Black Mountain soared into the sky, reaching dozens of miles. It rushed straight up to the sky, breaking through the sky, and heading towards the direction of the Muhuan Star!

"In another half an hour, all Kunpengs in the Muhuan Star will be sealed."

Zhong Yue said lightly: "But don't worry, your Kunpeng God Clan can continue for several generations, weakening from generation to generation until it turns into mortal blood. I forgot to tell you that there is no Kunpeng God Clan in Kunlun."

Kun Hou roared angrily, and he was about to break his grudge. He looked up at the blood-colored light column in the sky. At the moment when he was lost, Zhong Yue suddenly mobilized his magic power to sense the Divine Wing Knife. The Divine Wing Knife temporarily lost control, and Long Hou stabbed his eyebrows with a sword.

Kun Hou shouted, and his body suddenly expanded and exploded with a loud bang!

His body collapsed and disintegrated, turning into spiritual lights and flying in all directions, but it did not fly out of the Black Mountain range, but was shrouded in the totem patterns of the altar.

A series of spiritual lights squeaked and strangely wrapped around Kun Hou's remnant soul, trying to escape from this place.

Zhong Yue snorted coldly and activated the altar. He saw that the spiritual light gradually dissipated, and the speed of dissipation was faster than that of the refining of Xiaomang Ancestor!

The spirit of the ancestor Xiaomang was not dispersed, but the spirit of Kunhou was dispersed, which was equivalent to being cut into countless pieces and naturally refining faster!

"Zhongshan, let my soul leave!"

One of the spiritual lights was wrapped in Kunhou's remnant souls and shouted repeatedly: "Let me leave with remnant souls, I want to inform the clan members of the Zuxing and let them leave Zuxing, even if it is one, leave a root for my Kunpeng God Clan!"

Zhong Yue's heart was slightly shocked. The totem pattern cracked in front of the residual soul, and the spiritual light wrapped around the residual soul and rushed towards the territory of the Kunpeng God Clan.

"When you go back, you must go back and tell my descendants that they will leave Zuxing and go to Kunlun quickly..."

Kunhou's remnant soul galloped away and was inspired by the Kunpeng altar, but his spirit and soul were constantly dissipating. The Fengshan Festival hurt his roots. He stood on the verge of scattering souls and would die completely in no time.

"I must go back to my race, I can't die on the road..."

In the distance, in the sea, the altar of the Kunpeng God Clan was looking at. The powerful Kunpeng God Clan were bathed in the bloody rain and cried, and were still constantly worshiping and maintaining his soul.

The remnant soul of Kunhou finally flew to the altar and shouted loudly: "My tribe, you go to Kunlun and go to Kunlun immediately!"

After Kunhou said this, a smile appeared on his face. His soul dissipated, his spiritual light disintegrated, and turned into light and disappeared into the blood rain all over the sky. (To be continued.)

Origin of this.
Chapter completed!