The ghost atmosphere covers the sun, and the demonic energy covers the sky.

The army of ghost clans surrounded and killed the world and sealed the sword, and fought endlessly. The aushi Cangyu Dao Wuji stepped forward to block the pass, with unparalleled sword intentions and stood proudly.

"Huangji Tianzhan Style, Domineering Sword Wuji!"

Yuangong is full and his energy is gone all over his body. Dao Wuji is the ultimate move. The sword is unparalleled, the wind and thunder are intertwined, and the emperor dominates the world and slashes towards Yan She's throat.

The intention, the force of the knife, and the energy of the knife are all the best!

However, Yan She is the strongest and the peak!

The peerless sword light burst out for a moment, Yan Sheshen gently pinched his two fingers in front of him.

Bang!

Dao Wuji vomited blood and retreated, and the bright red sprinkled all over the battle robe, and the sword was even more divided and fell into dust on the earth.

"How is it possible?" Everyone in the world was unbelievable. The powerful chairman of the world's sword seal and the arrogant Cangyu's sword world myth were defeated in one move.

"Dragon Emperor's Divine Martial Arts is invincible in the world!" "The Ghost Prison is Fortune, and the hegemony is immortal!"

Thousands of ghost tribes were excited, and the evil spirits were like a tide, rushing to the world's sealed swords. The world's sealed sword guards were immediately killed or injured.

Yan She had a cold eye and turned to the sword Wuji: "That move just now didn't kill you, just because I didn't want to kill you, you still have a chance to consider whether to surrender to me."

"Puff!" With the support of the sword-sealing person in the world, Dao Wuji vomited blood and barely stood up, looking at the figure in front of him solemnly, with a firm look.

"Your strength is indeed qualified to make Dao Wuji bow down, but you should know that the world's sealed sword has been surrendered to the Wujun Luohu, a woman does not serve two husbands, and a minister is not loyal to the two masters, and forgive Dao Wuji's difficulty in obeying the order..."

"Haha!" Yan She sneered, and a great pressure emerged from her body, covering Dao Wuji, "Are you trying to provoke me to fight Luo Hu to reap the profit?"

"If you think so, Dao Wuji has nothing to say."

The eight-faced ghost Rong shouted behind him, "Dragon Emperor, why are you talking nonsense to him? My ghost clan has been in power for generations, so how can he be a general who has surrendered?"

Yan She nodded: "What Yunxiang said is right. I originally saw that this person is capable and wanted to absorb the Confucian tribe. But since this person is loyal to Luohu, I will fulfill his name of loyalty and righteousness."

"People come, take him down and imprison him. After this emperor personally interrogates him, he will send his head to Tiandu and hand it over to Luohou!"

This change caused Dao Wuji's face to change drastically. He thought that even if the other party didn't hit his agitated plan, he would still have the intention of surrendering and could give him some breathing time, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Chairman, the enemy is coming with great force and its strength is unprecedented. With the current plan, we can only fight hard to break through!" Yu Bufan, the right guardian of the world's sword seal, whispered beside him.

Dao Wuji nodded, suppressed his injuries, condensed his energy into a knife, and fought with the Tiangui and the Eight-faced Ghost Rong who were surrounded and killed. He fought and retreated, intending to break through.

"Human, your name is the weak!" Tiangui roared, and the ghost of heaven slashed angrily, and the world was dominated by the domineering posture, and the four great guardians successively stained the blood blades.

After experiencing the resurrection of blood essence, this ghost prison overlord from the previous generation is no longer as strong as his innate cultivation, but his cooperation with the Heavenly Ghost Ridge built by his backbone still retains 80% of his combat power.

Even if Dao Wuji absorbs the power of Xie Tian Weiwei in the future and holds the Shadow God Sword in his hand, he may not be able to compete with him, let alone his seriously injured body and the last force.

The Eight-faced Ghost Rong is a descendant of the Buddha. He died in the ghost prison. His cultivation is a part of the body to accommodate the two great bodies of Buddha and ghosts, which is only a slight difference from the three vehicles of Xuanhuang. It is still above the heavenly ghost at this moment.

Even though Yan She had not moved at all, facing these two powerful people, there was still no hope in the world of sealing swords. In an instant, there was a fog of sorrow all over the world, blood flowed into a river, and the world became empty, and the sealing swords were dull.

Under the protection of Yu Bufan and others, Dao Wuji found a gap and ran quickly.

"Can you escape?" Tiangui sneered, and the ghost sterned to the sky and slashed towards Dao Wuji.

Under the deadly murderous aura, Dao Wuji's eyes suddenly appeared in red light.

The sword dragon opens its eyes!

A red dragon shadow flew out, carrying the intent of the world, shattering the sword energy of the sky ghost, and robbing the way for birth.

"The Five Dragons of the Heavens are indeed useful to me." Yan She's eyes stern, and just as Dao Wuji opened his eyes, he realized that the dragon energy of the heaven that was not in the suffering realm of the world was tempting to him.

As soon as the thought moved, his figure had already appeared in front of Dao Wuji, "How can I allow a way to live in front of me!"

At this moment, a domineering poem called "The Legend of the Condor He" came, accompanied by a golden sword, without the will of the world.

"Drinking the cold wind with one body alone, I am drunk with the yellow dragon today!"

The head of the five dragons in the heavenly realm of heaven, drunkenly drinking the yellow dragon, came hurriedly, protecting Dao Wuji.

"Tianzun!" Dao Wuji's expression changed. He was an anomaly among the five dragons in the sky. The fiery red root ranked second among the five dragons. The drunken yellow dragon was named "Tianzun Huangyin", and was the leader of the five dragons.

Among the Yutian Dragon Clan, only the king is the five-clawed golden dragon, which is owned by the contemporary Yutian Dragon Emperor and his eldest son Tianzun Huangyin. Among the five Yutian Dragons, the other three dragons have four claws.

But he is different. He is born with six claws, which are an unknown seed. Therefore, after he was born, he was cut off two of the claws by the Dragon Emperor of Heaven. However, the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate, and later the two claws still grew out.

He has always coveted the position of the head of the Five Dragons, so under the instigation of Xie Tian Yuwu, he opened the death row of the upper heaven and released the Xie Tian Yuwu, causing Xie Tian Yuwu, Yutian Wulong and Fengyou master to come to the suffering realm together, and the legend of the sword dragon was born.

He also became a traitor among the Five Dragons.

Now that he is dead, he is drunk and Huanglong comes to rescue him. He feels mixed emotions.

"Why are you here?"

"Chilin, no matter what you did, you will always be my brother. If someone wants to kill you, your elder brother will fight with him!" Drunk and drunk Huanglong drank, the golden dragon energy hovered, and swung his sword to slash Yan She.

"Brotherhood is worthy of praise; the mantis arm moves is really unwise!" Yan She's eyes drooped, and the Emperor Dragon Blade swept across the front, and a dragon energy raged out, emitting the power of the gods.

"Cough!" Drunk Huanglong was unable to bear his might. He took a step back and coughed up blood and continued to swell, and the qi and blood in his body were shattered, making it difficult to persist.

The difference between gods and man is insurmountable. Even if it is the innate, it is not enough to withstand the close-in god attack. What's more, the drunken yellow dragon is still far from the innate god, and Yan She is not an ordinary close-in god.

In front of the Ghost Realm Emperor, the head of the Five Dragons of the Heavenly Heaven... is vulnerable!

"Tianzun!" Dao Wuji came to Zuiyin Huanglong with grief, "I was the one who implicated you..."

Drunk Huanglong staggered and said, "It's my elder brother who is incompetent and cannot help you get out!"

The two of them held their hands tightly, and the true feelings in their eyes were revealed, and they emerged with determination.

"The sword dragon resonates!"

Two dragon shadows, one gold and one red, appeared above the sky, with dragon energy surging everywhere, singing with each other, causing endless waves, and rushed straight away.

"Good come!" Yan She's eyes suddenly burst into twelve colorful lights, and a chaotic wave began to open. The energy of the dragon god naturally generated by the universe appeared in the world, breathing in the dark yellow, and overturning the universe.

Faced with this power, the two dragon auras were like believers encountering gods, irresistible, turning into a pure energy and integrating into Yan She's body.

Boom!

At the top of the Nine Heavens, thunder roared. A clear dragon roar shocked the universe and caused the entire four realms and six realms to tremble continuously, and there was an imbalance between the realms.

Zuiyin Huanglong and the other two fainted on the ground. Before they fell into a coma, Zuiyin Huanglong said two words, "Dragon God!"

"These two are imprisoned, and the others will be killed without mercy!"

Yan She looked at the building with sword seals in the world: "Don't cover up any traces, tell all forces clearly that I was born in the ghost prison and conquer the world!"

"The World's Seal of Swords is just the beginning!"

"Dragon Emperor's Holy Ming!"

Ten thousand ghosts whistled.
Chapter completed!