Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

One shot, extreme, fast, sure to hit, sure to kill!

The gun strikes out, causing the space to annihilate and collapse, life and death collide with each other, directly hitting the depths of the heart, penetrating the virtual and the real, and turning everything around into nothingness.

Until this evil force was completely wiped out, Xiao didn't even have time to say another word.

Because, all this happened too fast, too fast.

…………

Overseas of Shenzhou, on an isolated island, an ancient shrine stands, which seems to record a battle of the world.

And hundreds of miles below the shrine, layers of chains of holy energy sealed the body of the ancient evil dragon, and the eight flat cuts on the neck told the outcome of the past battles.

In the deep and quiet underground space, today, there are sudden changes——

"hateful!"

Hearing an angry shout, the dark purple evil haze spread from the broken neck, constantly fighting against the golden chain of holy air.

"Xiao, what happened?" Another voice sounded.

An exasperated voice came out: "The man of the year is not dead, Emperor Chang An, you missed!"

After the words fell, the evil haze around the dragon's body suddenly rose, and a haughty voice sounded:

"In the past, his body and sword were completely shattered. Although the soul was not in the body, he should have been injured a lot, and he was able to survive."

This is undoubtedly amazing. Judging from Xiao Xiao's attitude, the other party has not only survived, but his cultivation has even improved to a higher level, and he has not been affected by the evil. This is definitely a big trouble.

More importantly, they only found out about this news today, and the meaning behind it may not be as simple as it seems.

Another voice came out: "If even he is not dead, is it the same for Nine Heavens Xuanzun?"

"Guhuang believes that God will not miss."

After Chang Anhuang finished answering, there was no movement.

The seven souls of Baqi all understand how powerful Shenjian can be, so they naturally have confidence in him.

A moment later, a somewhat elegant voice sounded: "The Heavenly Evils have suffered repeated losses, and the day when the Dragon Head will return is still far away."

Then, there was disdain from a rough voice: "They just care too much, and their loyalty is not yet known. Look at Yu Nengtian hand-picked by me, and the evil prison king hand-picked by Tianhuizong, that is called loyalty."

A brand new voice sounded: "For us, whether the dragon head returns is actually not too important."

"It's best to return to nature. Also, King Sui, I agree with your point of view this time. Unfortunately, only King Ming is still intact."

Just as Tianhuizong's words fell, the evil haze that had just subsided once again rioted, and the rough dead king said angrily:

"Well, how brave!"

"What happened?" Tian Huizong asked.

The dead king's answer was beyond everyone's expectations: "Yu Nengtian died."

However, what he waited for was not consolation, but: "Just now some people said that the person he hand-picked is loyal, but now it seems that loyalty is not directly proportional to ability."

The fate of the eight tribes carried part of their power, and the failure of the evil power to return meant that King Jingxie had followed in the footsteps of King Asura and others.

"Okay, don't make sarcastic remarks, half of the Eight Parts will be lost, which will affect our plan."

"As long as King Ming is safe, it will be a matter of time before we come back."

…………

In the Valley of the Wind, the heavens and the earth have returned to a mysterious state, the sun is shining brightly, and the breeze is warm. Ye Yun said heartlessly:
"Boss, look at you, you've blown everyone up, won't it cry when it returns?"

Should I say it or not, the scene just now, its evaluation is: wonderful!

As far as the boss's character is concerned, Baqi is going to hit the muzzle of the gun. This is all right, and he has lost all face, that is, there are no other audiences here.

Otherwise, it won't take tomorrow, and a new storybook will be published in adversity, and Baqi will be famous in history in disguise. It's a pity, a pity.

Ye Yun sighed in his heart, even though it is only at the beginning of the state now, but just because of the performance of the evil god of Baqi just now, it is difficult for it to look down on it.

What is the beginning of misfortune, the beginning of all evil, being sprayed by his boss like a dog, or even worse than a dog...

It can only be like just now, incompetent and furious, and then leave in a desperate manner, without even making a half move, such a waste, how can it be valued?
Lin Chongyang jumped up, and then said to Ye Yun: "You are defeated, it's not worth sighing, Xiao Yun, Ju Fengbi will be handed over to you, just take it back."

"Well, good." After responding, Ye Yun shrunk his figure and walked towards Fengshang Ancient Cave.

Watching Ye Yun leave, Lin Chongyang shifted his gaze to another place.

When he talked with Mianbian Jialuo just now, he had already determined the location of the different space. Because the earth and the underworld were arranged at the joint, it was not difficult to find it.

At that time, he also allocated part of his strength to help Mian Jialuo to think through those things faster. Once an idea in this area is born, it will be rapidly expanded and save him a lot of effort.

In any case, the goal has been achieved anyway, the problem of Dian Bian Jia Luo and Ju Feng Bi is no longer a problem now.

The primary problem now is the eight-dimensional dragon head in a different space, and the desert lone eagle infected by evil. The former is fine, but the latter...

"Trouble."

He let out a soft sigh, but he saw Lin Chongyang's hand moved the heavenly order, and the sharp blade slashed out horizontally, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

In an instant, the space was cut, and the huge crack spread thousands of miles in an instant, and the turbulent currents spanned the entire sky, like a huge black canyon, and like a completely black eye socket.

Suddenly——

Roar!
The dark purple evil haze surged out from the depths, as if an eyeball had been placed in the empty eye sockets, shocking people's hearts.

The sound of the dragon's chant turned from it, and the next moment, I saw the evil dragon's aura condensed and manifested, and heard again:
"Ask the way of the world, how bright the world is; when discussing martial arts, cut the gods and desolations with one sword."

boom--!
The energy of the evil dragon gushed out from the crack, and the majestic force caused the mountain below to vibrate violently, as if it was about to collapse directly.

And above the dragon head, there is a man standing alone with white hair and a long blue knife in his hand. His whole body is cold and cold. It is the lonely eagle in the desert.

The evil dragon roared furiously, and the purple haze surged. In the past, the eight swords that slew dragons have now become minions of evil gods.

With just one glance, Lin Chongyang can conclude that the Baqi evil dye has already invaded the desert lonely eagle's internal organs, limbs, bones, and even the brain and soul.

Similarly, the second hand of the ancient prophet also appeared in his sight.

The comrades-in-arms meet again after a lifetime, and the atmosphere is momentarily solemn, but in a blink of an eye, it becomes extreme!
"The sword enters the metamorphosis of Fengyun!"

As soon as we met each other, needless to say, the lone eagle in the desert held high the sword of opening up the boundary, with a body full of true vitality, combined with the power of the eight-headed dragon head, the extremely powerful move came into play immediately.

As soon as he slashed out with a knife, the fierce sword energy was divided into thousands of changes, formless, formless, impermanent and uncertain, like a confluence of wind and clouds, and put Lin Chongyang under his hood.

"Senior, offended."

With a helpless sigh, Lin Chongyang held the barrel of the gun with his backhand, and threw the heavenly decree directly. The holy aura was rippling, and the unprecedented killing aura flooded Tianyu, aiming at the aura of the evil dragon.

Then, seeing Lin Chongyang flipping his sleeves, the Spring and Autumn Holy Scroll reappeared in the mortal world:
"The Holy Scroll of the Spring and Autumn Period, the vastness of the sky, the vastness of the sky, and the brightness of the frost."