"What's wrong with me...... Ji Jian took a long breath, only to feel that every time his eyes glanced at the pitch-black spiritual object, his heart twitched. As if obsessed, where do you dare to look at that Xuanyong real person again?

In just a few moments, the entire piece of clothing behind him was soaked with cold sweat. Sui Feng gently patted him on the back and whispered comfortingly: "Be careful, that spiritual weapon is very evil, but it doesn't look like a righteous thing." ”

Ji Jian turned his head and smiled gratefully at Sui Feng. His lips moved, and he was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a series of roars in front of him. It immediately attracted their attention, and this series of roars was heard by people, but each one was extremely poignant, sounding like a ghost crying wolf, which was not at all the movement that a normal person should have.

The three of them were stunned and looked up. In between, the many scattered cultivators who were originally hiding, somehow all gathered behind the Xuanyong real person. They were just like Ji Jian just now, their eyes were a terrifying red color. There was a thick evil aura all over his body, and he was obviously completely blinded by his mind, as if he had become a walking corpse.

Ximen Changli was taken aback when he saw this, his sword eyebrows jumped, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "What is the origin of this spiritual weapon, it is such an evil sect!"

No matter what the origin of this spiritual weapon that Xuan used to be displayed at the juncture of the real person zuihou, it is certain that this thing must be a rare peerless murderous thing!

Xuanyuan Liang's eyes stared at Xuanyong Zhenren and the spiritual weapon hanging in mid-air, and his body was still trembling slightly. His whole body was hidden in the golden rising weather. However, it was still very obvious that his originally confident and ruddy face had turned pale.

The tense situation just now calmed down again, and the two of them had a tacit understanding, but they both stopped. Xuan Yongzhen looked at Xuanyuan Liang in front of him coldly, snorted and laughed: "Why, at this time, do you still want to fight to the death with this seat?"

Xuanyuan Liang trembled, as if he had only come back to his senses at this moment, and shouted: "Eight Desolation Demon Dao, this is obviously a thing of the Demon Sect, where did you get it?"

Xuan used a real person to look up to the sky and smile for a long time. Only then did he restrain his smile. With a smug look on his face, "I didn't expect that the disciples of your Xuanyuan family are not straw bales, but they actually know this thing." Yes, this thing is exactly what is not a cult thing. When I came here, I calculated that your Xuanyuan family would definitely not want to give up the treasures in this lake so easily. It's bound to get in the way. I borrowed it from the Seven Nights Demon Lord of the Cult. It was originally used to deal with the Xuanyuan Sword in the hands of the head of your family. But I didn't expect it to be revealed in advance for you today. However, once this thing is sacrificed, it will never stop without being stained with the blood of one or two people, and you forced me to do everything today. Hey, hey, hey......"

Let's talk about it. There was a series of gloomy laughs. His calm face was full of cruelty, and his eyes were also dyed with a dark light.

Xuanyuan Liang took a long breath and suppressed the wild beat in his heart. His pale face recovered a little, and he snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that the Fifth Demon Lord was willing to lend his natal magic weapon, which is really a good means." Although these Eight Desolate Demon Dao are real weapons, they are not your thing, even if you can exert some strength, what can you do? Do you really think that you can defeat the Human Emperor Sword in my hand?"

When Xuan Yongzhen heard him say this, he was stunned at first, and then laughed again. said: "The old man was able to borrow this magic weapon, so it naturally took a lot of thought and means. Yes, this time no matter what, I will have to find something in the treasure at the bottom of this lake! As for how many layers of strength the old man can use this magic weapon, you will naturally know later. ”

After that, I heard him snort angrily. With a wave of his right arm, a black light soared into the sky from the Eight Directions Demon Dao in front of him. Like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, the golden Saint Emperor Meteor rushed straight towards the rising golden Saint Emperor in front of him.

It seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, and the scattered cultivators who were demonized one by one standing behind Xuan Yong Zhenren were bursting with a series of roars in their mouths. Qi Qi jumped up and threw himself towards Xuanyuan Liang.

Although the strength of these loose cultivators is not good, I don't know if it is because of the influence of these Eight Directions Demon Dao. The momentum of the whole body actually rose with it, and it seemed that it had lost all its spiritual intelligence, and it was no different from a beast. Even if Xuanyuan Liang's face changed, the level of this Eight Directions Demon Dao was far above this human emperor sword, and it was already very difficult for him to fight against it. If there are any more disturbances about these loose cultivations, the slightest mistake will be the end of death.

"Stop them!" Xuanyuan Liang shouted, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed.

The disciples of the family beside him reacted quickly, and when they heard his shouts, they immediately rushed towards the scattered cultivators who rushed over.

Xuanyuan Liang didn't dare to pause at all, and turned his gaze again, staring at the black light that swept like a raging wave. The Human Emperor Sword in his hand also seemed to sense the dense demonic aura that was getting closer and closer, and there was a continuous trembling sound on the sword body.

Xuanyuan Liang secretly gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and his arms waved again and again. The long sword in his hand seemed to be alive, and it couldn't stop beating above his palm. Suddenly, thousands of sword lights burst out, reflecting the surrounding area in a golden color. The next moment, these tens of thousands of sword lights seemed to be attracted by the traction force in the underworld, and they gathered together again. Condensed into a peerless sword that split the sky and the earth, the sword light that was swallowed on this sword gang alone was several zhang long.

He swung his wrist and brandished this sword with the rising Saint Emperor aura of his body, slashing down fiercely towards the black light in his eyes!

This sword gang and black Xuanguang are all things that emanate from these two sword spirit weapons, although this move is amazing. However, both of them left room and did not let the spirit weapon confront each other head-on. Otherwise, the force that erupted would be enough to collapse the soil and rocks of this side of the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, these two rays of light have collided in one place!

Although the two of them were in mid-air, the two forces were also in the air, and they were not directly exerted on the surface. But the sound of the ground trembling could be clearly heard, and the trees that were sheltered in front of the three of them shook with the wind, as if they were going to collapse at any moment. Frightened, the three of them hurriedly retreated to the rear, for fear of being affected by the impact of this peerless spirit weapon.

It was a long time before the aftermath of this blow gradually dissipated.

Xuanyuan Liang, whose face was full of golden light just now, was as pale as paper, and the Holy Emperor aura on his body disappeared completely at some point. The figure also fell back to the ground from the sky, and there was a tremor under his feet, as if he would not be able to stand at any moment.

"Ahem...... "Ahem, cough " There was a light cough around the very silent lakeside.

Xuanyuan Liang covered his mouth with his left hand, and at this moment, a stream of blood dripped from between his fingers. His sword-wielding right hand trembled, and the tiger's mouth had been shattered. At this moment, there was a gurgling blood flowing out of it, dripping straight on this man's imperial sword.

This person's imperial sword also lost the majesty it had just now, and the golden light was shining when the long sword was unsheathed before. Like the rising sun, it can wash away all the evil and evil of time. Only at this moment, the light on the sword had dimmed a lot. There's no more sparkle from just now.

And although Xuanyong Zhenren's face is also a little pale, compared with Xuanyuan Liang, it is much better. His body only shook slightly before he stabilized his figure, and he was looking at the young man in front of him with a cold face.

Humming and laughing, "How is it? The power of this Eight Directions Demon Dao, have you ever been satisfied? However, judging from your current situation, don't say that you will make another move. It's hard to stand without falling, right?"

Hearing the pimple in Xuanyong's real words, Xuanyuan Liang sneered, and there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes, "I haven't fallen yet, and I haven't lost." Today is a fight to pieces, and I must not let you go!" (To be continued......)