Although he knew that his current thoughts were nonsensical, Chen Luoyang still let his thoughts run wild.
Looking through the stone mirror, Chen Luoyang was watching everything.
I believe someone should have sacrificed themselves to motivate everyone to fight.
Xingmang?
Huh, Ying Qingqing?
There may be someone on my side who has hidden agendas because of their desire for this Sovereigns throne.
Out of the corner of Chen Luoyang's eye, he glanced at Xiao Yuntian maliciously.
I have ambitious people here, who want to kill with a borrowed knife, be the last to profit, just to replace me.
Not to mention, as far as the current internal situation of the Demon Cult is concerned, the numbers are there.
There are people on my side who work hard and lonely undercover, and they play a role at critical moments. Once they come, maybe they have to sacrifice themselves and pave the way for this kid.
Chen Luoyang smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart.
I still have a hard life sigh.
While thinking wildly in his mind, Chen Luoyang's expressions were as stable as Mount Tai.
He seemed to be a little bored watching Xiao Yuntian, Zhang Tianheng and others fight against Wang Qiyi.
He didn't care about Shi Jing, Nie Hua, etc. who were close to the Six Dragon.
At this moment, Wang Qiyi has already started used all his strength.
The twelfth state of Wushu is the pinnacle of the king of war, but more importantly, this is the foundation of emperor Wu, so this state is called Wenyang.
Wen Yang has already been able to manifest the true meaning of martial arts, making it one step closer to condensing purity.
Until one day when he breaks through the last step, the illusory martial arts will truly condense into real existence.
The strong man who stood on the threshold of Wudi, compared with the king of Wu in the tenth or eleventh stage, the gap is obvious.
This is also thanks to the power of magic sect magic.
If Wang Qiyi was in the tenth stage, facing the twelfth stage, he wouldn't even make a splash.
But suddenly there was a little gap between the people of the Demon Cult which was torn open. As soon as there was a gap, wang Qiyi fills the gap immediately, his ruler sword fell, except for Xiao Yuntian who was in the eleventh stage, everyone else faces pale as they couldn't parry the move.
With a wave of the ruler, his sword intent crisscrossed like a thorn making people completely unable to break free, unable to use force completely irresistible.
It is like an enlightened child in a school, facing the discipline of the school teacher's punishment, completely unable to resist and can only be punished obediently.
The wind flowing around Xiao Yuntian's body dissipated a lot.
However, his figure is now shrouded in a mist of light and shadow.
In the light and shadow, there seems to be a dark universe.
The stars in the universe shifting according to their trajectories.
The most dazzling one is undoubtedly was the sun which was blazing with flames.
The sun rose and set, the night sky changing seamlessly. looking as though the last day might arrive anytime.
Xiao Yuntian used his cultivation of the Day-changing Dafa to the extreme, and hesitantly moved the sword light one after another.
As he looked for opportunities to escape, he still had hope.
But right at this moment, Liulong Huangnian suddenly appeared and attacked him from behind, saying in a cold: "where can you run?"
Xiao Yuntian couldn't react in time and could only resist it bluntly.
It's just that he is badly injured, and was trying to escape.
However, Wang Qiyi did not want to delay anymore.
In his mind, at the moment he's paying more attention to the demon Sovereign in the six dragon Chariot.
To make it a quick battle, in addition to the Fangyuan Sword, Wang Qiyi exhibited another unique skill.
"The way of the universe is Mingmingde. There is a certainty when you know, and you can be quiet when you know it. Eventually, if you know what you know, then you close your path ... "
Suddenly Wang Qiyi breathed out and recited the chanting.
Xiao Yuntian heard the sound, his body suddenly shocked
The invisible scriptures seemed to become chains that bounded to him, suppressing his power and even movement of his body.
"...Exports into chapters!" Xiao Yuntian snorted.
This is a mastery practiced by Wang Qiyi. It is similar to the technique of sound killing. Together with the Fangyuan Sword and the spirit of heaven, he has established his position as a master of several kings of the world.
The three demons of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism are headed by him.
As soon as the recitation sounded, Xiao Yuntian not only exercised his powers, but also disturbed his thoughts, and his mind was buzzing.
Fangyuan magic sword was cut again.
The phenomenons of the universe, sun, moon, and stars disappeared suddenly and were cut by the sword intent.
Xiao Yuntian's figure also retreated, almost unable to stabilize his figure in mid-air.
Zhang Tianheng erected the four sword lights clasped in the shape of a "jing" and sneered at Wang Qiyi: "Shut up, anyone can be full of righteousness and morality, except you, the old gangster who stole his daughter-in-law.
You made a lot of teenage apprentices on the couch, you can't count yourself? You're bright, I don't talk about you, but I still have a lot of moral articles.
I haven't read much in books, but I know that the four words "A beast in dress" are the most suitable for you. "
"Such a foul-mouthed brat, I will teach you a lesson first." Wang Qiyi didn't get angry and said lightly.
He raised his head and looked at the Six Dragon Chariot: "they couldn't even protect their cult leader.
They are also slightly guilty.
"Have you played enough?"
Chen Luoyang's voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone was slightly taken aback.
Wang Qiyi said slowly: "Chen Luoyang, stop bluffing..."
Shi Jing looked into the main hall through the open door: " sorry if Master Chen was offended..."
Both thought that Chen Luoyang was talking to them, so they answered in unison.
As a result, before they could finish speaking, Chen Luoyang interrupted.
"shut up."
Chen Luoyang said indifferently: "When I am talking to someone, who gave you the guts to interrupt me?"
Everyone was taken aback.
A bad premonition suddenly rose in Shi Jing's heart.
Then he heard Wang Qiyi, who was still majestic, let out a stern roar: "you dare to reprimand this old man?!"
A fist shot out.
It penetrated the natural energy of the old Confucian bodyguard.
The fist turned into a dragon, a majestic howling sound was heard that shook the heavens.
This fist technique is unique to the imperial family of the Xia Dynasty of the Jiulong Huangquan.
The owner of the fist was the prince of the Xia Dynasty, Li Gan.
Shi Jing and Nie Hua were all shocked.
Wang Qiyi himself, who was attacked, looked appalled.
How could it be him?
Others may also be bought by the Demon Cult, but how could Li Gan, the prince of the Xia Dynasty?
In the fight for the crown prince, he was already ahead of the other brothers, and he was the first person Xia Di considered the crown prince.
Even if he wants to fight for the crown or even the throne, he shouldn't cooperate with the Demon Cult.
That's trying to find the skin of a tiger.
The Demon Cult that is going northward has the same goal as the mountains and rivers of Middle Earth.
Simply Li Gan won't understand.
He didn't come to help Shi Jing, Nie Hua, and Jiange, but it turned out to be helping Demon Cult.
crazy!
Wang Qiyi's confusion is also everyone's confusion.
Not only Shi Jing and Nie Hua were shocked, but even the demons couldn't figure it out.
Only Li Gan did not hesitate and shot out again.
It was another punch!
Wang Qiyi roared, resisting the pain, and waved the ruler to meet the enemy.
But a flower suddenly appeared in front of him.
The opponent's martial arts is no longer Jiulong Huangquan.
The knife was gone, broken right in having shocking Wang Qiyi.
Suddenly Wang Qiyi's face cracked, but no blood came out of the cracks.
Right at this moment, Nie Hua, Feijian came to rescue.
Li Qian's body lit up with moonlight, light and dark intertwined, cloudy and sunny.
The sword light disappeared with the moonlight as if hitting a lunar eclipse.
Li Gan, who was not affected by Nie Hua's attack, continued to strikeout.
Wang Qiyi flew out like a kite whose string was severed, smashing into a mountain.
From the rocky ruins, Wang Qiyi raised his head with difficulty.
His face full of indescribable horror, looking at Li Gan who was at the top of the mountain.
"This isn't Li Gan."
The person on the mountain smiled and said, "So you didn't die."
Shi Jing was only one step away from the Six Dragon chariot.
But he couldn't take this step, he couldn't make it anyway. looking at this person, and smiled bitterly
"This Chuhua greets cult leader and salute towards the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot while laughing softly.
There seemed to be a layer of mist on him.
The mist trembles slightly and then disperse.
The tall young man disappeared.
The one who stayed in place was a tall girl.
She still wears Li Gan's royal robe, and her hair accessories are dressed as men's.
Twenty-three or four-year-old, his face is beautiful, but his brows and eyes are three-pointed with vigor.
But her gaze turned slightly, naturally showing a bit of charm.
Wang Qiyi looked at this beautiful woman but only felt that his frozen blood go even colder.
Magic fairy, Chen Chuhua.
The first seat of the Demon Cult Qinglong Hall.