Chapter 1145: Xiao Jiu is the king of kings!

"Devil Sword!" With a move of Yu Jiuzhong's mind, the Nine Nether Devil Sword was at this critical moment, like a blooming poppy, suddenly blooming before Bai Ye's eyes.
"Om!"
"Buzz!..."
The dark Nine Nether Demon Sword was flowing from the inside out, overflowing with wisps of red light. And as soon as these red awns came out, there were layers of supreme overbearing evil spirits, which were light but powerfully crushed!
"Om!"
The blood-colored giant palm trembled suddenly, and stopped for a while as if shocked.
The next moment-
"laugh!"
"Chichi!..."
The Nine Nether Demon Sword burst into red, and within nine days, the supreme domineering power of the king, centered on the body of the sword, exploded in all directions!
"Boom -"
That magnificent galloping aura shook so much that even the Bai Ye held by Yu Jiuzhong felt a ray of pressure in his heart! Not to mention the huge scarlet palm, it even shrank back in a state of fear!
But it just shrank!
"Huh!"
The Jiuyou Demon Sword pierced its palm with a chuckle at a speed that Bai Ye didn't even see clearly, and it pierced without warning.
"..." Bai Ye was still a little stunned when he heard this hand, screaming like a beast of "Ao Ao", obviously stabbed to death.
"Death." Yu Jiuzhong snorted with a heavy voice, and the Nine You Demon Sword's breath exploded, and the giant palm that was stabbed suddenly screamed more miserably, and he kept retracting back, trying to throw away the Nine You Demon Sword.
"boom--"
The Nine Nether Demon Sword was nailed like a nail, firmly nailed to the palm of the blood palm, and the burst of majestic killing aura was even more damaging, continuously destroying this hand.
There was a rush of fleshy mucus, so it was constantly festering and falling from the big hand, and a smell of fishy rotten flesh filled the entire space at once.
The smell was sour and refreshing, and she wanted to nauseously smell the white night, so she hurriedly urged her to Yu Xiaojiu, "Let's go, this smell... vomit--" I couldn't hold my breath, it was enough.
"Okay." Yu Jiuzhong lightly stroked Ren'er's back, and after a few flashes, he was already close to the strength of Buzhou Mountain.
...
At that time.
Everyone in Buzhou Mountain can clearly hear the screams of "Aoao" like ghosts coming from the direction of Beast God Mountain.
"Aw—"
"Oh oh--"
The voice is getting more and more stern and sharper! The sea under the mountain was surging continuously, as if some monster was about to emerge from the sea suddenly.
Because of this, the Bu Zhoushan disciples all fought, guarding with vigilance. The whole Buzhou Mountain was filled with heavy tension for a while.
"Master, do you say that the suzerain can succeed?" In such an atmosphere, Mu Ying couldn't help asking Mou Chan, who had been following the direction of the Beast God Mountain.
Mou Chan did not answer, because he knew very well that since Zhou Zu, no one had been able to move the trident divine halberd! So he actually felt that it was impossible for Zhou Fan and the others to succeed.
But if it fails...
"..." Mou Chan's old eyes were deep, staring at the direction of the Beast God Mountain, only worried that groups of evil spirits would suddenly burst out on that end. In that case...
I am afraid that the human world is going to end, and they will be the first to do it if Zhoushan is not! And those two kids, they...
"Wow!"