Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Mountain, Swamp, Water, and Fire.
The eight phenomena converged at the same time, as if the world had returned to the ancient times.
The boundless vastness and the vast and heavy state of energy blocked Sword Emperor Wang Jian's sure-kill sword.
The Sword Will, which was full of killing intent, destroyed the Eight Trigrams together with the images.
But the Eight Trigrams kept changing.
The sword intent was like an arrow at the end of its flight. It couldn't move forward anymore.
Female Empress Yan Mingkong didn't move from her original spot. She used her four ultimate arts and fused them together to form an ultimate defense. She forcefully resisted the strongest sword attack of Sword Emperor Wang Jian's life!
She pushed her hands forward slightly.
Wang Jian's figure floated backwards, out of the range of the night sky.
Yan Mingkong's face turned green and red, and then returned to normal.
She looked at Wang Jian and Slowly nodded, "You are indeed stronger than before. In terms of attack, you are better than Li Yuanlong."
Wang Jian looked serious and didn't continue to attack.
He just stared at Yan Mingkong.
It was as if he knew the woman in front of him for the first time.
He wasn't the only one. Everyone's gazes were focused on the white-clothed woman.
Emperor Xia Li Yuanlong, who was evaluated by Yan Mingkong, didn't show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he looked at Yan Mingkong seriously like Wang Jian.
On the Six Dragon Emperor Carriage, the people of Devil Religion also looked at each other.
"I say …" Jingang whispered with uncertainty, "I know the Great Art of Changing Sun, Cloudy and Clear Changes, and Inverted Bodhi. What was that last move?"
"… Barren Eight Characters Scripture!" Zhang Tianheng finally relaxed his breath.
Jingang grinned, "Isn't that a cultivation method? I never heard that it can be used in battle. "
Barren Eight Characters Scripture was one of the six supreme arts of Devil Religion. It was a cultivation method, not a battle method.
With the foundation of the Barren Eight Character Scripture, cultivating the other supreme arts of the Devil religion would yield twice the result with half the effort. As a result, the young heroes of the Devil religion came forth in large numbers, giving people the impression that the Devil religion was a fast-paced sect.
The Primordial Eight Character Classic of the Eight Characters was divided into eight chapters. Normally, one would only need to cultivate one of the chapters. After that, one could advance to another supreme art that was compatible with it.
There were also people who wrote a few more chapters, but usually not too many. After all, a person's time and experience were limited.
In the Devil religion, the only person with complete eight characters was Yan Mingkong, the first seat of the Hall of Rosefinch.
"In the history of our sect, there have been people who mastered all the chapters of the Eight Characters Classic of the Desolation," Su Wei said in a deep voice, "But they were only used as a foundation for cultivation. There has never been such a new change."
He let out a long sigh. "She created it herself!"
It was rumored that in order to defeat the Devil Emperor, the empress had created a sword technique to achieve a breakthrough.
But now, there was no sign of a sword art. Instead, there was a brand new defensive ultimate art.
Was the rumor wrong, or was this the ultimate move of the empress?
Or could it be that she had another sword move besides this one?
However, it seemed that the Sword Emperor, Wang Jian, could not force her to reveal anything else.
Although they belonged to different factions, the group of people from the Young and Vigorous Faction of the Devil religion looked at the Grand Master, who was standing still in mid-air, with a serious expression.
Outside the main hall, the elders of the Founding Elder Faction were also shocked.
"Second Brother, you already knew?" the Fourth Elder, Chai Han, looked at the Second Elder, Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao nodded first, then shook his head slightly. "I am also surprised. The last time I saw it, it was not as smooth as it is now."
The Fifth Elder, Tan Yunsheng, said slowly, "When the four ultimate arts are combined into one, I feel that she has already surpassed the Undying Body of the Sky Demon!"
"If the power of the sword she prepared is also above that of Wang Jian …" The Third Elder, Wang Mofeng, looked at Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao looked at the void in the distance in Silence and did not speak.
Wang Mofeng retracted his gaze.
Those who cultivated the Sky Demon Blood could theoretically cultivate the Sun Conversion Art, the Great Sun Golden Body of the Great Sun Heavenly King Art, and the Unpredictability of the Extreme Yin Scripture at the same time.
However, when the power of the Sky Demon Blood was activated to the extreme, it would reject the other ultimate arts. When using the Undying Body of the Sky Demon, other ultimate arts could not be used.
As Yan Zhao had said before, the Old Hierarch, Chen Hanhai, should be most happy that his son had surpassed his father.
Otherwise, Yan Mingkong would have shown that he was stronger than Chen Hanhai.
This was the first case in the eight hundred years since the establishment of the Ancient God of the Divine Land.
Those who did not cultivate the Sky Demon Blood were above the Sky Demon Blood!
One fruit of the Sky Demon Blood Tree could no longer decide the fate of two people …
If the people of the Devil religion were feeling complicated, the people of the Righteous Path of the Central Plains were feeling extremely depressed.
"Just now, Benefactor Wang, for a moment, I almost thought that it was your master, Pavilion Lord Tao, who attacked. However, Pavilion Lord Tao's sword intent was vast and majestic, while Benefactor Wang's sword was full of destruction," Liu Yunzi said softly.
"Senior Sword Emperor's sword broke through the limit and was extremely powerful. However, such a sword art would definitely consume a lot of energy. I don't know how many more swords he can use," Si Huaifei said worriedly, "The Empress can take this sword, and the Demon Emperor …"
Everyone's gaze involuntarily shifted from Yan Mingkong to the Six Dragon Emperor Carriage.
On his seat, Chen Luoyang's expression was the same as usual.
Unhurriedly, he finally stood up from his seat and walked out of the hall.
In the hall, Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng, Jingang, and the others made way for him.
Seeing their Hierarch's calm expression, the uneasiness in their hearts due to the Empress's performance disappeared.
Outside the hall, Yan Zhao, Wang Mofeng, and the others also lowered their heads slightly.
"Not bad, but …"
Chen Luoyang walked out of the hall and stood outside the hall. He looked at Empress Yan Mingkong and said, "… overcautious and indecisive, hiding your head but showing your tail. Why bother?"
Yan Mingkong replied calmly, "The opponent is wrong."
Chen Luoyang was surprised. He smiled faintly and did not say anything more. He turned his head and looked to the other side.
Facing the Sword Emperor Wang Jian, he stopped smiling and did not speak.
However, his eyes revealed a disappointed look and he shook his head slightly.
Slowly, Wang Jian exhaled and said, "Hierarch Chen has sharp eyes. I have lost this battle."
"You injured my junior, and I thought you would improve by leaps and bounds and change the world," Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "In the end, just like Xiu Zhe, you have disappointed me."
"Priest Liu Yun is a good friend of mine. Whether he is strong or weak, I can't just stand by and watch," Wang Jian said, "If I have offended you, I can only take responsibility …"
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "You don't have to be so polite."
Then, he raised his right hand.
All of a sudden, an ancient god that was flashing with dark golden light appeared in front of everyone. It was as if the sky was above its head and the earth was under its feet.
It was ferocious and overbearing, and the murderous spirit of weapons and spears filled the air.
Everyone's mind was slightly disturbed. Their desire for battle was aroused, and they just wanted to fight to their heart's content until one of them died.
Countless battlefields from the past to the present seemed to have merged together and covered the Nanyun Mountain Range.
Everything in the world had disappeared.
Only wild killing and unyielding fighting spirit were left!
The people of the Devil Religion looked at the ancient god statue in shock.
"… Chi You?!" Someone blurted out.
Above the head of the Chi You statue, nine divine weapons were suspended in the air. Endless murderous spirit pierced through the sky.
Chen Luoyang stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist.
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