[69 Book Bar - www.] The sword in the hand of this dragon saint is a high-grade artifact. When the sword swings, there are shadows of the sword everywhere. Between the sword energy, many phantoms of kings appear on the edge of the sword.

"Submit to me! I am the number one sword cultivator in the Demon Temple, Long Ao! You took the Zi Chen Fei Holy Pill. It would be a waste to kill you. Be my slave and contribute all the magic weapons to me. I can spare your life!"

The number one sword cultivator in the Demon Temple used his sword energy again, and stabbed through the air towards Lu Xi's eyes. His speed was no less than that of an immortal sword cultivator, and his attainments in the sword path were earth-shattering.

Lu Xi didn't say anything, and the shadow of the Hand of Termination reappeared. He took a step forward, and the majestic holy power surged out. The sword energy that struck him collapsed one after another.

"Huh? The body-protecting aura is so powerful, are you also a saint-level powerhouse? It seems that your skills to hide your cultivation are very powerful!" Long Ao, the No. 1 swordsman in the Demon Temple,'s eyes became intense, and he roared repeatedly.

, the body shook, and thirty-six shadows actually appeared. Each shadow was holding a sword, and mountains of swords were rushing towards Luxi.

"You little loach, you dare to call yourself the number one sword cultivator. If you compete with me, I will kill you like a dog." Lu Xi said with a murderous intention, "Remember, your death is just the beginning. Soon, I will be your new

Demon King."

Lu Xi was shocked again, his body became taller, and all kinds of magical powers flew out from his body, directly shattering the sword mountains. Then he took another step, crossing the ancient years, and descended into the earth.

Long Ao, the genius sword cultivator of the Demon Temple, changed his expression and watched helplessly as Lu Xi came to his side. No matter how his sword power changed, he could not stop the opponent in the slightest.

"It's impossible that the difference in strength is so huge. I am the Supreme Saint of the Demon Temple, and he is just a nobody. His strength should be far inferior to mine. Why can't I stop him?" This genius swordsman felt it.

If your life is in danger, retreat immediately, but it is of no use. The hand of termination has been overwhelming.

Bo!

The top-grade artifact in his hand, the King's Sword, was smashed to pieces by Luci, and then his whole body was grabbed by Luci's neck. His eyes were squeezed out, his feet kicked, and a hoarse sound came from his throat like killing a chicken.

At this moment, the Golden Crow Demon King happened to fly back. Lu Xi didn't even look at it and kicked him behind him.

After being kicked by Lu Xi on the body, the Golden Crow Demon King's whole body exploded and burned, turning into a ball of flames. The next moment, it turned into charcoal, and all vitality was completely destroyed.

While Long Ao was struggling, he saw this scene, and the fear in his heart could not be greater. Unexpectedly, Lu Xi actually kicked the Golden Crow Demon King to death, who was about to become a saint.

"Monster, put down Long Ao. There is still room for resolving the grudges between you and me in the Demon Temple." Boom, an overwhelming aura surged out from another imperial chariot, and a dragon claw that was thousands of miles in size volleyed into the sky.

Catch.

The second saint finally took action.

The laws of the holy way contained in the dragon's claws even surpassed Long Ao's.

"Hmph, it's actually a loach. Today there are two loaches and a Kunpeng. Old guy, you and the so-called number one sword cultivator are both dragons. Who is the son of the other two of you? Hahahahaha. Luci sarcastically said

road."

The dragon claws covered the sky and the sun and could destroy nothingness, but Lu Xi was not afraid at all. He raised his hand, and a prehistoric dragon claw grabbed it. On top of the dragon claw, there were actually eight claws, which were the eight-clawed golden dragon's claws.

Dragon claw shadow.

The eight-clawed golden dragon is the leader of the dragon clan, and his dragon claw phantom has a natural restraint on the dragon clan.

Bo!

The two collided, and the dragon claw of the second saint was actually shattered. Lu Xi's body was like a ghost, and he grabbed Long Ao. With huge power and a piercing scream, he directly penetrated the genius sword of the Demon Temple.

In the head of the hand: "If you extract the soul to refine the soul, you will never have a soul; if you refine it with a puppet, you will have no soul and no soul!"

The genius swordsman struggled fiercely, but to no avail. His eyes were dull and he was directly refined into a puppet. He flew towards the floating mountain in the distance. The flower demon's clone had a divine consciousness. Before he appeared, he had already killed all those who said bad things about Phoenix.

The demon cultivator kept this in mind, and now ordered the newly made puppets to go and kill these people.

"Too arrogant! Too domineering! The Demon Temple has suffered heavy losses. The Mad Dragon Demon Saint just made a move, and it was shattered by him! Doesn't his strength surpass that of the Earth Saint?"

"No, it's the suppression of the breath. Look at the dragon claw phantom he used. It has eight fingers. It's the eight-clawed golden dragon. It has a unique breath. In front of this unique breath, even the dragon saint can't exert his magic power.

Come out halfway."

"The demon cultivators on countless floating mountains are beginning to boil again.

With a crash, a dragon shadow flew out from the royal chariot. It condensed into a Dragon King's throne in the sky.

"Monster, hand over Long Ao."

As soon as the old man sitting on the throne came out and stood for a moment, the throne below collapsed and turned into dragon-shaped golden light, which was absorbed into the body. The old man's hands were empty, without any magic weapons or weapons. His eyes stung Luci and his tone was cold: "I

Crazy Dragon Demon Saint, as the Supreme Saint of the Demon Temple, I guarantee that as long as you take Long Ao

Hand it over, and I will guarantee your safety, monster. Although you are powerful, you are also dangerous. You don't know how many powerful people from the demon world have gathered here today, right? Moreover, the Demon Temple has received the news at this moment, and there are others.

The Supreme Saint is coming here. You can't escape from the Golden Crow Ancestral Realm today no matter what.

In this way, if I accept you as my disciple, you will have a huge backer, and you don't have to worry about me plotting against you. I will show you a clear path, and it will be up to you whether you can follow it or not. Life or death depends on your thoughts."

"Crazy dragon! Are you afraid of this young boy? You actually came up with such a compromise method? If word gets out, it will be said that he is a majestic saint from all directions, the Supreme Saint of the Demon Temple, and has fought with the fairy world and heaven.

The crazy dragon demon saint is actually afraid of a young boy. I am afraid that in the demon world, countless races, tribes, and forces will all laugh their heads off."

A voice also laughed.

Another saint-level powerful man flew out of the chariot. Listening to the voice, you would think he was an arrogant and bold old man with a beard, but what came out was actually a man wearing a jade robe and a jade crown on his head.

Guan, a young man who is unrivaled in elegance, elegance and elegance, and is graceful and upright.

"I, Kunpeng Demon Saint, carry the noble blood of Kunpeng. I never compromise. This kid ate my Purple Chenfei Holy Pill and killed the Golden Crow Demon King who originally surrendered to me. I will take him back. Qian

He will be cut into pieces with thousands of swords and hung above the demon city, where all the demon cultivators will roast him forever."

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