Dragon Yuan plus system, I, Emperor Shi Tian, ​​sweep across the heavens

“Haha!” Emperor Shitian’s eyes suddenly opened. The formation had reached a critical moment. He looked at the two women and said in a deep voice, “Leave him to me, you guys continue!”

"The laws resonate and the universe is destroyed!"

Indra stood up without any reservation, and the Hongmeng power in his body circulated wildly at an unprecedented speed.

His entire aura rose infinitely at this moment, as if he had surpassed the boundaries of a Chaos Saint and reached a new, incredible realm.

Billions of runes of laws around his body manifested, intertwined, and resonated, eventually transforming into the purest and most original ray of divine light of destructiveness, lingering around his fingertips.

The pupils of the Demon Lord of Southern Xinjiang suddenly shrank as he felt an unprecedented deadly threat from Emperor Shitian.

He roared, and the demonic energy in his body burst out without reservation. The demonic flames on the black sword were surging, and he drew the dark power of the entire world to bless himself: "The devil is coming to the abyss, and all souls are devouring the world!"

Endless phantoms of demonic souls whizzed out from his sword, merging with his own power, transforming into a pitch-black sword aura powerful enough to tear apart heaven and earth, and slashed fiercely towards Emperor Shitian.

Indra's expression remained unchanged, he just pointed lightly.

The ray of divine light of destruction seemed to be slow, but it ignored the distance of space and time. It arrived last but not last, and collided with the dark sword aura with a loud bang.

There was no earth-shattering noise, only an extreme annihilation.

The pitch-black sword energy melted away bit by bit, and the invincible demon soul phantom did not even have time to utter a scream before the destructive divine light, and it completely turned into nothingness.

Almost at the same time, Wu Yueling gave a delicate cry and pushed her sword skills to the limit, bursting out with the combat power of the Saint King level, forming a joint attack with Emperor Shitian.

A brilliant sword light was like a sudden appearance from the sky, bypassing the gap in the frontal defense of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Lord and accurately slashing towards the Dark Temple behind him.

"puff!"

The Southern Xinjiang Demon Lord spurted out a mouthful of black blood. He looked in disbelief at the deep scar on his chest that was visible to the bone and his rapidly disintegrating demon body.

This body is also not his original body, but a clone he condensed with the help of the dark origin of this place.

However, it is not easy for him to condense a clone, and once the clone collapses, it will backfire on his original body.

His eyes were filled with resentment and resentment: "You...you win this time! But I am immortal! Next time, I will make you pay the price of eternal damnation!"

Before he finished his words, his figure turned into a thick black smoke, rolled up the Dark Temple, and quickly fled towards the deeper part of Southern Xinjiang.

With the defeat of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Lord's clone, the morale of the remaining dark guards collapsed and they were wiped out by Su Rong and Wu Yueling like a whirlwind.

The "Hongmeng Dark Devouring Array" laid out by Emperor Shitian was also completely formed at this moment. It began to frantically devour the dark energy that had accumulated here for countless years, converting it into pure energy and feeding it back to itself.

The black and white divine pattern does have infinite uses. There is no energy in this world that it cannot devour.

A moment later, the world that was once filled with demonic energy became dead silent. All the dark energy was absorbed, leaving only ruins.

Emperor Shitian slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. The energy he had just consumed was also huge, but his eyes were bright. He looked at the two women and nodded slightly: "We succeeded. The Southern Border Demon Lord should not appear for the time being."

"Brother Di, Southern Xinjiang is too big and there are too many dangers here. We still have to be careful." Su Rong said with a look of fear.

She has achieved the status of a Heavenly Saint, and her talent is indeed far beyond that of ordinary people, but she feels no sense of security in southern Xinjiang where there are so many experts.

Only a supreme genius like Wu Yueling, who has been carefully cultivated by Wu Ting, has the confidence to make his way here.

As the strongest genius of the Wu clan, Wu Yueling's cultivation has long reached the limit of the Heavenly Dao, and she has even taken half a step into the Great Dao level.

This time she gained a lot of fortune in the Tianwu Tower and gained many new insights into the way of witchcraft. As long as she settles down for a while, it is only a matter of time before she achieves the great way.

Of course, Su Rong is now in a period of rapid growth in strength. As long as she is given some time, it is possible for her to catch up with Wu Yueling.

"Take care of yourself!" Emperor Shitian nodded, then turned and walked in the direction indicated by Xiao Qi (Flying Song of All Worlds).

With Xiao Qi's insight and guidance, the journey back, although still dangerous, was no longer a big obstacle for them.

The wind and sand were like knives, sweeping across the blood-stained wasteland to the north of the Daluo Holy Land.

Under the setting sun, the continuous tents looked like crawling beasts, exuding an atmosphere of solemnity and fatigue.

This is the front line against the invasion of the dark race - Daluo Sanctuary, the north, the Blood Sun Wasteland.

The Daluo Holy Land, also known as the Daluo Immortal Realm, is a super immortal realm that is even larger than the Tianwu Holy Land, consisting of more than 1.9 billion universes.

The Xuanhuang Universe is a small universe in the Daluo Immortal Realm.

At the same time, the Daluo Immortal Realm is also one of the four sacred domains corresponding to the Southern Xinjiang battlefield, on par with the Tianwu Holy Domain, the Yaogu Dragon Domain, and the Taihao Heavenly Domain.

In order to deal with the threat from southern Xinjiang, the Daluo Immortal Realm deployed eighteen Tianluo formations and thirty-six immortal tribes in the northern Xueyang Wasteland.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the recruit camp was depressing.

A slightly thin young man named Ling Donglai was silently wiping the standard immortal weapon spear in his hand.

He had handsome features and calm and deep eyes, which stood out from the excited or nervous expressions of the recruits around him.

Half a month ago, he passed the Xuanhuang Universe Selection Competition, came to the Daluo Immortal Realm, and joined the famous frontier warfare unit in the Immortal Realm.

No one knows that within this body that looks like it’s only at the early stage of a quasi-saint, there is the origin of the Heavenly Dao that is powerful enough to shake a saint.

"Hey, isn't this our great 'genius'? Why, are you still cleaning your broken gun? With the cultivation level of an early stage quasi-saint, you'll be cannon fodder on the battlefield!" A sharp and harsh voice came.

Ling Donglai didn't even raise his eyelids, still concentrating on wiping the gun.

The person who came was Han Lie, an immortal general in the recruit camp. He was born into an aristocratic family in the immortal world’s military. He had the cultivation level of a late quasi-saint and was considered a leader among the recruits.

At this moment, he and a few of his subordinates looked at Ling Donglai with arrogance.

From the bottom of his heart, he rejected and despised this proud young cultivator from the Xuanhuang microcosm.

In his opinion, the Xuanhuang Universe was too remote. If it were not for the Dark Catastrophe, he would never have had any contact with these trash from the countryside.

Of course, this kid is lucky. He is only in the early stage of quasi-sainthood, but he actually got a treasure of heaven - the Xuanhuang Ciqiong Spear!

He proposed to "trade" this precious spear more than once, but without exception, he was rejected by Ling Donglai.

Han Lie held a grudge against Ling Donglai for this and would frequently cause trouble for him. Whenever he had the chance, he would come and ridicule and suppress him.

"Mr. Han, what advice do you have?" Ling Donglai finally spoke, his voice calm and composed.

Han Lie was irritated by his stubborn attitude and snorted, "I don't deserve your advice. But seeing that you are so 'diligent', I specially arranged a good place for you."

"You will be on duty at Outpost No. 7, thirty miles away from the Northern Wasteland, tonight. The view there is wide, and it is most suitable for an 'expert' like you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of several recruits around him changed slightly.

Post No. 7 is one of the most prominent and dangerous posts in the entire defense line. It is close to the edge of the dark race's activities and is often attacked by small groups of monsters. New recruits who go there have a narrow chance of death.

"Han Lie, you are seeking personal revenge!" A cold female voice sounded.

Everyone turned around and saw a woman wearing silver soft armor, with a slender figure and a cold face walking towards them.

She is Liu Wuhen, the supervisory envoy of the new recruits camp, who is in the late quasi-saint stage and is known for her impartiality.