My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

All living beings looked up at the Sword Domain and the Demonic Dragon, with only infinite tension on their faces.

It’s so terrifying…it’s like a battle between gods.

Wei Wuqing looked serious: "This move may decide the outcome."

"Whether the Divine Court can survive depends on who is stronger and who is weaker."

As the chief priest of the temple, he certainly hopes that the Lord will win.

But that kid suppressed the four strongest men with his own strength, and killed the God of Death and the Pope.

It's hard to say who will win.

But what is certain is that when the dust settles.

Whether Wang Xiaoke lives or dies, his name will be known throughout the world.

This was the first time he had seen such a monstrous person in his life.

"The four Yuanyings joined forces, and the situation that should have been a sure kill was broken."

"This boy is a dragon!"

The four great bishops of the Holy See looked heavy-hearted. They did not expect that the Pope would die unexpectedly.

Hera frowned and glanced at Mu Hualong's back.

"Go back to the Holy See first and report this matter."

He knew very well that he was no match for Mu Hualong, let alone in the territory of Divine Court.

Even if they ask for an explanation, they will most likely die.

"If the Divine Court is not destroyed, we will seek justice for harming the Pope!"

Hera clenched her fists and led the three people away.

No one stopped them. The members of the Divine Court watched the two men fighting, and their hearts were hanging in the air.

……

The evil dragon roared, plunged into the sword domain, and rushed towards Wang Xiaoke.

The dragon claws were extremely sharp, and the air was torn apart wherever they passed.

Eighteen black dragons with bloodshot eyes, looking crazy.

The Dragon and Phoenix Sword Domain suddenly roared, and countless spiritual swords intertwined and slashed.

Swish, brush, brush! !

The dragon scales were broken, and a large amount of black gas spread.

The sword domain was like a meat grinder, chopping off the black dragons one by one.

The terrifying eighteen dragons continued to be destroyed in the sword domain.

Mu Hualong's pupils shrank. He didn't expect the sword domain to be so terrifying.

But within a few breaths, most of the eighteen evil dragons disappeared.

Wang Xiaoke was in the center of the sword domain, like the lord of all swords, a sword immortal who had fallen from the nine heavens into the mortal world.

"Look, I'm going to break your sword domain!"

Mu Hualong communicated with the Xuanling Seal, and vast spiritual power poured into it.

The seal shone brightly, carrying infinite power, and rushed towards the sword domain.

Wang Xiaoke tried to move slightly, but found it difficult to move at all, as if he was bound by shackles and could not move at all.

The seal suppressed him, and Mu Hualong attacked with a gun, his smile grim.

"No matter how talented you are, you will eventually die here!"

boom!

The sword domain and the spirit seal collided, and the two sides were evenly matched.

The Endless Spirit Sword was blocked by a seal and could not hurt Mu Hualong at all.

"The magic spear breaks the nine heavens!"

The entire Demon Dragon Spear was covered with demonic energy, and the murderous aura was chilling to the heart and lungs.

Wang Xiaoke called back the Golden Crow, and spiritual power poured into the sword freely.

The only 30% of the spiritual power left in the body was drained almost instantly.

"Cut the Yin and Yang."

He stomped his feet fiercely, his hair dancing magically, and his eyes filled with the sun, moon and stars.

The Golden Crow was chopped down, the sword light was so shocking that the sea water retreated away on its own.

The spear light and the sword light intersected, and a huge hole appeared in the void with a "swish" sound.

The contest between the peak Nascent Soul masters is so intense that even this space cannot bear it!

Mu Hualong's face turned red and he was constantly forced back by the sword light.

"Damn it, break it for me!"

There was a loud bang, and he flew backwards towards the island, collapsing a building.

Mu Hualong collapsed in a deep pit, all his bones were broken and he was almost cut in half.

A terrifying crack spread over a hundred meters like a spider silk.

There are also cracks created by sword energy that seem to lead directly to hell.

Wang Xiaoke’s face turned pale and he looked towards the island, breathing heavily.

It soared above the island, and the people below felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Ah."

Mu Hualong laughed bitterly and looked straight at the figure holding the sword in the sky.

"I lost in the end..."

"To die at the hands of a genius is not a disgrace to my name as the Demon Dragon."

Wang Xiaoke fell to the ground and walked towards him step by step.

"He has done so much evil over the years and harmed so many people."

"You should have expected this day to come."

"Even if the law of nature doesn't stop you, someone will take your life."

Wang Xiaoke raised the Golden Crow, and the blade was stained with blood.

The Nascent Soul broke out of the body, but was also destroyed by his sword.

The Lord of the Divine Court.

Mu Hualong.

dead!

A chill flashed across Wang Xiaoke's eyes as he sent a message to the members of the Divine Court.

"Everyone in the Divine Court must pay for their crimes."

Everyone was terrified and their eyes were focused on Wei Wuqing.

"The Lord has fallen, what should we do?"

"I don't want to die yet. I should have run away earlier."

"Great Priest...you must think of a solution quickly. We can't just sit there and wait for death."

"Otherwise, let's unite and fight him to the death!"

Wei Wuqing's face turned pale. If these people wanted to die, they shouldn't drag him down.

You're not even my match against adults, so chopping you isn't as easy as cutting melons?

He looked at Lu Ning in mid-air and said with a wry smile.

"Senior Poison King, this..."

Lu Ning had wanted to slip away a long time ago, so he interrupted him immediately.

"Mu Hualong is dead, and I have done my duty."

"The future of the Divine Court naturally has nothing to do with me."

He is not a fool, how could he risk his life for the Divine Court?

Of the four Yuanyings who have died, he is the only one left. If the battle continues, he will probably be doomed.

People who have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage are all very careful about their lives.

Lu Ning ignored Wei Wuqing's pleading look and turned to leave.

As for the seven-colored longicorn beetle...is the life of that thing important?

"stop."

Wang Xiaoke said with a smile when he saw that he was about to run away.

"You wanted to kill me just now, why are you leaving now?"

Lu Ning laughed dryly twice, fought with the opponent, and then watched what happened to Mu Hualong.

He was afraid of Wang Xiaoke from the bottom of his heart.

With the power of that sword just now, it would have been a waste of his life if he had come here.

"Friend Wang is joking."

"Lü has already said that this trip is only to repay a favor."

"Since the favor has been paid off, and we are both Chinese, I will naturally not be an enemy of my fellow Taoists."

Lu Ning smiled, without any of his previous arrogance.

"Besides, there is no hatred between you and me, so there is no need to fight to the death."

"When we return to China, you are welcome to come to Shennong for tea."

Wang Xiaoke sighed, he had heard of Shennong's secret.

Bai Ming had told him long ago that the association was just a group of small monks.

Only truly important people will not join any organization, let alone engage in secular activities.

I'm talking about people like Lu Ning.

……