Chapter 1308: Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect

This sudden scene gave everyone present a feeling of beeping their mothers.

The next moment, cheers sounded, and all the monks showed ecstatic expressions on their faces.

When the demon seed came out, who knows if there will be a series of demon cultivators behind him, that is something that no one wants to see.

But now that the magic gate has disappeared, even if the magic cultivator has the means to reach the sky, he can't cross the void and go directly to the main world.

Now that there is only one demon seed left, isn't it just for slaughter?

None of the people present was an opponent of the demon seed, and the demon seed's world-killing sac could indeed bring disaster to the common people, but now there are so many human monks, and there is a lot of darkness.

Even a spit by one person is enough to make the demon species feel uncomfortable.

Roar--!

I don't know who yelled, and everyone rushed up.

"Yang Xiaoyou, the old man is here to help you!" Huang Lao had an excited look on his face. He was able to fight against the legendary monsters.

The rest of the monks also had excited faces, and they couldn't fight the demons head-on, so why not sneak up to the head office once or twice from behind?

If this is said, I also stabbed the chrysanthemum when I killed the demon species, that would be a very proud and long-faced thing.

A group of people rushed up, startled Yang Zhen, and the demon jumped up directly. Seeing the crowd rushing up, he roared and opened his mouth!

Roar--!

While roaring and roaring, strange sound waves rushed towards the crowd.

There was a dignified expression on the old man Huang's face, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone, be careful, this is the Mieshi Tianpouch, and the Shishitianpouch is in the mouth of the demon species."

Hearing Huang Lao's words, everyone was shocked, and immediately scattered like birds, rushing wildly in all directions, intending to turn around from the side.

However, everyone still underestimated the speed at which the Mieshitian sac exploded, and a terrifying suction came. Everyone felt that their bodies were out of control, and rushed towards the demon seed crazily.

"No, hurry up, everyone must use the strongest force in your life to stop the demon seed!" Huang Lao has become an on-the-spot commander.

There is no way, although everyone has heard of the demon species destroying the common people, but they have never seen it, and they don't know what it is.

Only Huang Lao had vaguely heard a rumor, and when he saw the Mieshi Tiansac burst out, his face turned livid, and the roar and the buzzing of the holy sword in his hand became overwhelming.

Seeing countless sword glows rushing towards the demon seed, the still struggling monks had a big expression on their faces, and rushed to take action one after another.

At this moment, there was a soft sigh, and Yang Zhen's idle voice resounded in the air: "Dig the grass, return the sword to the ancestor, it is really gaudy."

Huang Lao staggered, almost unable to control the shadows of swords all over the sky.

This bastard, at this point, still has the mind to tease him?

Huang Lao stared at Yang Zhen with an unhappy face, his eyes suddenly widened.

Yang Zhen, that bastard, didn't know when he ran to the head of the demon species, grabbed two horn-like existences, and raised one leg high.

"Shut up for Ben Sao!"

boom!

There was a deafening muffled sound, and the roar of the demon species stopped abruptly, even biting his own tongue.

Many monks were like a school of fish that suddenly disappeared from a tornado in mid-air, and fell to the ground crackling, but their faces were full of ecstasy.

Huang Lao breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly controlled the sword shadows all over the sky, and blasted away at the demon seed.

The demon seed was furious, turned up, threw Yang Zhen away, and bit Yang Zhen with one mouth.

If the bite hits, even if Yang Zhen is not directly bitten off, he will be sucked into the world-killing sac.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly took out a long sword, which looked simple and ancient, but gave people the feeling of being full of stars.

"Star Spring Sword!"

Old Man Huang exclaimed, and said in amazement: "Why is the Xingquan Sword in your hand?"

Yang Zhen didn't know why the Xingquan sword ran into his hands. There were too many things on his body, and he had forgotten it a long time ago. If he hadn't seen the shadow of the sword all over the sky, he would not have known that there was such a holy weapon as the Xingquan sword.

Seeing the monster bite, Yang Zhen jumped up, and the Xingquan sword in his hand let out bursts of dragon chant.

In the middle of the air, the air suddenly froze, and terrifying sword lights fell from the sky.

Hum——!

After the scalp-numbing sound, sword lights, several times more numerous than Wan Jian, poured down from midair.

"Xianxuan Sword! No, how could there be so many Xuanjian Swords?"

Huang Lao is now doubting life.

That person's Xingquan sword is in Yang Zhen's hands, this matter is full of weirdness, but Tianxuan Saintess just taught Yang Zhen the Tianxuan sword, how could it be so powerful by Yang Zhen?

This talent is too heaven-defying, right?

In mid-air, Yang Zhen pinched a sword formula with a serious face, stared at the demon and shouted: "This is the real return of ten thousand swords!"

Boom boom boom!

Countless sword lights landed on the demon seed, shaking the demon seed back again and again, unable to open its mouth.

How could the rest of the people miss the opportunity to beat the dog in the water so hard, they rushed forward one after another, and you punched me with a sword.

The poor demon seed fell to the ground with a bang under the gnawing of countless monks like ants, and bounced up all the old men on the ground.

puff!

The old man Shanhe crossed his legs in mid-air, spewed out a mouthful of old blood, narrowly opened his eyes, and yelled at Yang Zhen: "Yang... Yang Xiaoyou, hurry up, stop the secret and turn to the Yuan Formation, the old man insists on it!" ...I can't hold it anymore."

Hearing the almost distorted words of Old Man Shanhe, everyone looked at Old Man Shanhe blankly. After searching for a long time, they couldn't find the sign of Old Man Shanhe.

A young man was floating in the air. If he wasn't wearing the clothes of the old man Shanhe, everyone would have almost killed him as a demon.

Yang Zhen was startled, and hastily stopped the Tianji Zhuanyuan Formation. If this continues, the old man Shanhe must be turned into a baby.

Damn, the fruit of the undead tree is too awesome, can one fruit rejuvenate?

Old Man Huang stared at Old Man Shanhe with burning eyes, his face was full of bewilderment, he even went up to pinch Old Man Shanhe's face, and yelled strangely, "Old Man Shanhe?"

The old man Shanhe patted the old man's hand angrily, and said, "Who else can it be if it's not an old man?"

As Huang Lao waved his hand casually, a water curtain appeared, his eyes lit up, and he said, "You still dare to call yourself an old man?"

The old man Shanhe was startled, and asked strangely: "Who is this person?"

Seemingly familiar, the old man Shanhe was stunned for a moment before he let out a strange cry and said, "When the old man was young?"

Who hasn't had a young age?

Huang Lao didn't pay attention to the old man Shanhe, and with cannibalistic eyes, he suddenly turned to look at Yang Zhen, but he couldn't find Yang Zhen's figure, and suddenly became a little anxious, and looked around.

If it wasn't for Han Yan'er still there, Huang Lao would have thought that Yang Zhen had already retired.

After finally finding Yang Zhen, the corners of Huang Lao's mouth twitched violently. The bastard was pouted in front of the demon, gesticulating with the Xingquan sword, as if he was thinking about how to get the world-killing sac out. .

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