Demon Recovery: Heavenly Master Descends! The beginning inherits the heavenly master’s degree

Looking at Zhang Beixuan who was safe and sound in front of him, Zhong Mingcheng was shocked and couldn’t believe what happened before him.
How could it be unscathed? !
While he was startled, an inexplicable anger rose in his heart, and he raised his sharp claws again, grabbing Zhang Beixuan one after another.
Zhang Beixuan let out a cold snort, raised his hand and punched, with great power, he slammed towards the falling steel claws!
Boom!
After one claw, another claw.
After one punch, another punch.
The two fought together again, and the scene intensified!
After several moves, suddenly, there was a bang.
The fists and claws faced each other vigorously, and they came together.
Then, Zhong Mingcheng’s figure suddenly flew upside down and staggered a few steps before he stabilized his figure.
His arms trembled slightly.
I see.
Cracks had already appeared on his blood-colored steel claws, and many wounds had appeared on his arms and body.
On the other hand, look at Zhang Beixuan.
Still unscathed.
Zhong Mingcheng suddenly became suspicious.
Is this the goddamn himself in the realm of transforming gods, or is Zhang Beixuan in the realm of transforming gods?
His body was trembling with anger, and he shouted: “How is it possible? How could you be so powerful with such a small talent?”
“how is this possible?!!!”
His eyes turned blood red, and his expression gradually became extremely crazy. He touched the ground with his toes, and charged towards Zhang Beixuan like a cannonball again!
At the same time, the red light on his body became more intense!
The broken steel claws of both hands, the fragments condensed into a steel knife, appeared in his hand.
Zhong Mingcheng slashed at Zhang Xuanbei with a steel knife in his hand.
The corner of Zhang Beixuan’s mouth curled into a smile, and then, a vast and majestic tyrannical aura erupted from his body.
Boxing is not what he is best at.
He hasn’t used his true ability yet!
The moment Zhong Mingcheng felt the breath.
Zhang Beixuan’s figure suddenly disappeared before his eyes, leaving only a blur of lightning in place!
He was shocked, and quickly looked around.
However, the valley is empty.
He didn’t notice Zhang Beixuan’s location at all.
“Shouldended. ”
And at this moment.
Directly above his head, a voice sounded.
Hearing the sound, Zhong Mingcheng’s expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge a wave of tactics.
But even though his consciousness was already very good, it was still a step too late.
The moment before he was about to dodge.
A golden talisman hit him, making him unable to move.
Impressively, it is the Immortal Trapping Talisman!
In an instant, Zhong Mingcheng’s face became terrified.
Especially after he realized that there were several terrifying attacks on top of his head, locking him.
But no matter how hard he struggled.
They couldn’t break free from the shackles of the Immortal Trapping Talisman in a short period of time!
But at this time, Zhang Beixuan, who was standing in the air with his sword, had golden talisman characters hovering around him one after another!
“Proceed, soldier, fight, person, all, array, row, forward, line.”
Accompanied by the sound of the nine-character mantra that echoed throughout the valley.
The nine curse seals also flew towards the nine directions of the valley, and then formed a circle, circling crazily.
The shining golden light once again illuminated the valley extremely brightly.
Then, Zhang Beixuan flew extremely fast and fell to the ground.
He took three steps forward.
One step at a time, one step at a time, one Tai Chi.
At the same time, behind him, there was a huge Tai Chi pattern formed out of thin air.
“Thunder strikes the heavens!”
Instantly.
The infinite universe formed by the condensed golden thunder and lightning turned into golden light and soared into the sky.
Then, in the sky, countless golden thunderbolts spread continuously, forming a golden auspicious cloud.
Inside the auspicious clouds, there are circling Tai Chi diagrams, plus nine golden shining, circling sword talismans, it is the Tai Chi swordsmanship, which is the same as the Nine-character Sword Seal!
The destructive aura locked onto Zhong Mingcheng, making him feel as if he was being overwhelmed by Mount Tai, on the verge of suffocation.
At this moment, he sensed the breath of death.
He struggled even more frantically.
Gradually, the effect of the Immortal Trapping Talisman gradually weakened under his struggle, and he would be able to break free in a short time.
but.
How could Zhang Beixuan give him this chance?
He condensed his sword fingers, without hesitation, he commanded.
Buzz!
A strange voice sounded.
It was the sound that the air was screaming.
From the golden clouds, a long sword formed by the condensed golden lightning came out of nowhere, and then fell towards Zhong Mingcheng with a bang!
There is a huge Tai Chi pattern attached to the giant sword.
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Nine sword marks, circling around.
Zhong Mingcheng just managed to break free from the shackles of the Immortal Trapping Talisman.
But at this moment, it’s already too late.
The giant sword came crashing down!
Boom!
All the broken rocks scattered on the ground were blown away by a powerful air wave.
The soil on the ground was also blown away without a trace, and the rocks below emerged.
In an instant, the entire valley was filled with dust and rocks…
I do not know how long it has been.
The sky is full of dust and dust, gradually dissipating.
An incomparably terrifying super pit gradually appeared before Zhang Beixuan’s eyes.
In the pothole, there are still streaks of remaining golden lightning jumping, which are extremely conspicuous.
But the most conspicuous among them is undoubtedly Zhong Mingcheng lying on the ground in the middle of the huge pit!
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He was on the verge of death. Looking carefully, his body was bloody and charred, without a piece of complete skin…
Zhang Beixuan jumped into the pothole.
He was slightly surprised.
It’s worthy of being in the realm of transforming gods.
After shaking the sword forcefully, he could still hold his breath!
But it’s not bad to be suspenseful.
Walking to the side of Zhong Mingcheng who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move any more, Zhang Beixuan looked down at him, and asked with a faint smile, “This, is your world invincible?”
“This, is that you have more than enough?”
“Ha ha.”
“As the head of the Shenxiao Sect and a veteran of the Dao Sect, he should have saved the common people, helped the world and saved the people.”
“And what about you? You don’t distinguish between good and evil, you kill them all, you are jealous, and you design to frame your comrades, causing countless disciples of Longhu Mountain to die because of you.”
“In the end, he was willing to become an evil cultivator, mutilating his disciples in order to improve his cultivation.”
“Aren’t people like you more terrifying than those demons and ghosts who have never harmed anyone?”
Zhang Beixuan spoke every word with certainty.
Zhong Mingcheng listened, and his whole body began to tremble.
His eyes were angry, but he couldn’t say a word at all.
After holding back for a long time, he finally said, “You…”
However, just as he spoke, Qiankun Wuji directly pierced his forehead with a sword.
“Keep it here and tell your ancestors of Shenxiaomen!”
Zhong Mingcheng fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Zhang Beixuan with a deep regret. indivual.