The two of them did not cooperate, but their cooperation was so wonderful that they could reach the peak, or in other words, they were tacit cooperation with each other with one sword.

A second ago, Yin Dong killed the new Saint Lord. Qiu Ying's black sword flew out of his hand and penetrated into the unlucky Saint Lord who had merged with the Blood Moon, devouring the essence of flesh and blood energy in his body.

The Black Sea is shaking, and the blood moon is shaking.

Soon, the illusion of the blood moon rising in the Black Sea dissipated and turned into a wave of black and red. It was swept away by Qiuying with the help of the sword spirit space, and even the body of the Holy Lord was taken in.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Ying flashed, entered the sword spirit space, and began to devour the inheritance power of the Holy Lord.

call out!

The black sword flashed and broke through the air, pierced the heads of the disciples of the Demon Sect, rushed to Yin Dong, and happily threw himself into the huge aura vortex around him.

With the hilt of the sword in hand, Yin Dong breathed a sigh of relief and focused on swallowing energy from the walls of the Obsidian Temple, refining and absorbing it.

If the disciples of the Demon Sect could break through the interception of the Qingbeast Group and the two-headed dragons in Ruoshui Lake could escape, but none of them escaped, but instead rushed forward and killed Yin Dong.

"Avenge the Holy Lord!"

A riot sounded, followed by countless attacks, and rushed towards Yin Dong with a huge blow. However, all the attacks fell into the atmospheric vortex created by Yin Dong, which suddenly stopped and was quickly swallowed by the Qi Whirlpool.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Even in the moment he was attacked, Yin Dong also used the Dragon Soul Spike Secret Technique.

A wave of invisible dragon soul thorns flew out like rain, causing severe pain in the minds of all the people who rushed in. When their bodies stagnated, they were followed by blood-devouring branches, like lanterns that broke the paper, slashed the body and absorbed blood crazily.

The disciples of the Demon Sect who were strung together by the Blood-Devouring Tree struggled wildly, but their bodies quickly shriveled. They were then pulled into the vortex of the Qi around Yin Dong, and their entire body was rolled into mud, turned into energy and was swallowed and refined, and they died miserably.

The people rushing in front died a lot, but the people behind were still shouting slogans to avenge the Holy Lord as if they were injected with chicken blood, and another wave came up...

"Bastard! A little thing with not even a hair is enough to do anything, how dare you come and ruin my big business!"

The voice of the same tone as the new saint just now sounded in the Obsidian Church, with a burst of anger.

Immediately afterwards, a black blurred figure stepped out from the hall and punched Yin Dong through the whirlpool of air.

boom!

At the same time, Yin Dong activated the Fire Dragon totem mark, and a fire dragon phantom appeared and slammed straight down at the black figure. The fire dragon exploded, and the firelight enveloped the black figure.

Amid the fire, a roar of anger sounded: "Ignorance ant! Do you dare to offend me?"

Yin Dong laughed with a "sneer" and said, "I've been sleeping for too long, so I'm stupid!"

As he spoke, two more phantoms of fire dragons bombarded, and followed by a dragon shadow condensed from dragon power. The black figure that burst into flames exploded together.

“Ahhhh…”

A shrill scream came from the fire, and the black figure had not exploded. However, the next second, the vortex of the air around Yin Dong moved across, covering the fire and the black figure.

"Bold! Do you dare to damage my will clone?"

Another roar exploded, like a thunder exploding in Yin Dong's mind, violently shaking, making him almost unable to maintain the vortex of the air around him.

So strong!

Yin Dong was afraid in his heart. No wonder Qiu Ying was so afraid of the real Holy Lord. Even a illusory will clone was so difficult to deal with. How powerful should I be?

However, no matter how powerful the deity is, he will not let go of this illusory will clone. The will clone, as the name suggests, also contains pure soul energy.

"Xiao Hei, I've had a meal!"

Yin Dong raised the black sword and stabbed into the majestic black figure, allowing the black sword to devour the energy contained in it.

"Okay!"

In the sword spirit space, Xiao Hei agreed happily, and couldn't help but complain.

"Boss Dongzi, women should not be too spoiled, especially those with arrogant women like the master. When you should kill her, you should not be soft-hearted. Otherwise, you should clean up the mess she made?"

When I say this, can Qiu Ying bear it?

Bang!

In the sword spirit space, a big hand fell from the sky and slapped the magic clam-shaped sword spirit Xiaohei, but this guy turned into a pancake and continued to complain if he was trying hard.

"Even if the master beats Xiao Hei to death, this sword spirit will say, Boss Dongzi, even for Xiaobao, you can't do it according to the master's nature. She won't cry when she sees the coffin. If you leave you again, you will be in trouble, but she still remains unchanged and can jump even more than the grasshopper in the autumn!"

Yin Dong agreed in his heart, but could not agree. He quickly changed the topic: "Xiao Hei, concentrate and resolve this crisis first, and then talk about other things."

Xiao Hei said: "That's right, if the master can't solve the problem this time, everyone will have to finish playing, and don't worry about what will happen in the future."

Qiu Ying cursed angrily: "Shut up, what do you idiot sword spirit know?" Her foundation is flawed. How can I repair it if I don't swallow the inheritance power of the Holy Lord?

She couldn't say the following words now, but the thoughts could also make the sword spirit feel. Xiao Hei sneered, for fear of angering her, so he was shot and exploded, so he didn't tease her anymore, but he was very dissatisfied.

A woman who is so stupid is a good life. She has a loyal husband who can always arrive in time when she is critical, so that she has no idea at all!

Next, Qiuying and Xiaohei stopped arguing, and each did their own work. One focused on refining the inheritance power of the new saint master, and the other devouring the illusory will clone.

"Ahhhh...humble ant, you dare to destroy my will clone!"

The black figure, whose energy was constantly devoured by the black sword, roared repeatedly.

Yin Dong was so stupid that he used this kind of arrogant tone. At this time, he used this kind of arrogant tone, which was even more funny than the funny thing a monkey invited.

At this time, the attacks of the disciples of the Demon Sect did not stop, like waves of tides surged up, even if they were to die, they did not hesitate at all.

In other words, these demon disciples were all accused of their souls, and they didn't know that they were dying. Even when the severe pain of being pierced by the dragon soul in their minds came, they were not awake, and they were still immersed in the fanaticism of avenging the Holy Lord until their bodies were pierced by the branches of the blood-devouring tree, swallowing blood, and turning into mummies. There were very few people who could wake up for a moment before death.

Even Yin Dong was worth dying for these Demon Sect disciples.

But at the same time, he was shocked... If Qiu Ying could not solve the crisis brought about by the inheritance of the Demon God, it would end up even worse than the Demon Sect disciple who died!

Yin Dong's black eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he grabbed the fingers of the Obsidian Holy Hall wall. The devouring power became even more violent, accelerating the energy in the devouring wall.

"If the Obsidian Church is destroyed, the saint will die!"
Chapter completed!