The two white dragons turned into powder, and the "bang" of the door of all wonders also shattered into nothing.

Yang Youyun's face changed, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook in mid-air, and he almost fell.

"Ho Ho ......"

Yan Li stepped on the void with both feet, only to hear the sound of anger, and his whole person turned into a streamer and pounced on Yang Youyun.

"Hmph!" Yang Youyun took a breath of true anger, pinched a magic seal, and immediately shot out a ray of light from his seal hall, and formed a bronze mirror with a large human face in front of him.

This mirror is called "Ghost Photo", which is Yang Youyun's treasure.

Yan Li reached out fiercely and grabbed Yang Youyun, just as the ghost photo appeared, and a white light shot out, which turned out to be the Xuanxing Sword. The ghost photo can not only gather resentful souls, but also store the magic decision, and the Xuanxing Sword in it should be the one left in it before.

Receiving a hard blow from the Xuanxing Sword in the front, even if he had the power of resentment to protect his body, Yan Li still screamed in pain, and shot back to the ground like a meteor, smashing out a deep pit.

Originally, the strength of the two was not equal, but Yan Li used the curse, which was equivalent to obtaining a massive amount of vitality out of thin air, and forcibly pulled his strength to an almost equal situation.

The reason why it is said to be almost equal is because Yan Li is only relying on brute force now. If you pay attention to a little skill in this battle, Yang Youyun will not be able to resist the power of death and resentment at all.

Ironically, Yan Li's usual opponents are almost all several times stronger than him, so he has to carefully plan every duel and strive for every bit of vitality to be used in the right place.

Now he does not pay attention to skill, only brute force, of course, not the "generosity of the nouveau riche", but he cannot control it. With his current Spirit God Realm, it was simply impossible to completely control such a huge force. You must know that the curse has awakened, and it is no longer suppressed by Yu Linglin.

That's why the two sides fought vigorously, and there were contacts between them. However, Yang Youyun is known as a ghost saint, and he is a man who stands at the apex of the cultivation world, even if his strength is not as good as Yan Li's, his fighting wisdom is even better.

As soon as the ghost photo came out, he immediately entered a mysterious state, which can only appear in life and death battles, and its function is to gather concentration. With a strong concentration, he immediately sensed Yan Li's flaw, and immediately made a decision, controlling the white dragon transformed by the Xuanxing Sword to kill it.

In the deep pit, Yan Li's state is indeed not good. After a few moves with Yang Youyun, the time was not very long, but the curse had penetrated deep into the soul, and the seventh curse mark was already full, and the eighth path was condensing.

The curse mark of the dragon swallowing the sword on the seal hall, the eighth path is exactly the sword, it is his real name, once the sword is completely covered by the curse seal, it means that the soul and true name are all occupied by the curse, and what will happen at that time is self-evident.

He was still tortured by the curse, and the white dragon above his head fell proudly, this blow was originally a very correct blow to the water dog, but it was precisely this blow that gave Yan Li a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Yang Youyun didn't know about the curse, let alone Yan Li's current state, so he chased after him, just to complete the killing of Yan Li. He had not received systematic cultivation guidance, and he did not know anything about the exercises he practiced, so he didn't know that the Xuanxing Sword was the power of the star source, and he had a strong restraint against the power of death.

This blow failed to kill Yan Li, but instead caused the power of the dead grudge to be consumed by the Xuanxing Sword, causing Yan Li to wake up from his violent and ignorant state. He didn't look like a person who had just regained consciousness at all, and he didn't want to think about it being Qinglian Second Style, which was added by resentment, and the sword body only trembled, he got rid of the Xuanxing Sword, flew into the air, and flew to a higher position than Yang Youyun in the blink of an eye.

Yang Youyun was taken aback, he didn't expect Yan Li to be able to break free, and the next blow he was preparing immediately stopped, and then pulled away.

"The empty pool discharges spring, the ancient mirror shines on the gods, the voxels are stored and clean, and the moon returns to the truth. ”

His expression was cold and solemn, pinching the ground seal with one hand and the three god seals with the other. The glow of the cold moonlight spread out, and slowly rose, to the top of his head, the moonlight was magnificent, forming a gate of light, and it was the door of all wonders.

That's not all, just below the light gate formed by the ghostly light, two more light gates were born, and the three light gates were arranged in a zigzag, exuding a deep and mysterious atmosphere.

This act was obviously a great burden on Yang Youyun, and his breathing became a little short. He used all his strength, and how terrible his full strength was, you can know it only from the performance of the ministers below.

The little bit of mystery that leaked out, as if the end was coming, and finally an official couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the hall to flee for his life.

With the first, there is the second and third, and the loyal ministers are not nothing, but they have long been unable to bear fainting.

After a while, only Ji Paper Kite was left standing alone in the entire hall, and she became a real loner.

Faced with the three wonderful gates, Yan Li encountered unprecedented pressure. The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he leaned down.

"Looking for death!" Yang Youyun combined the two seals, and the three Xuanxing swords turned into white dragon gods, occupying all the space within sight, and rushed towards Yan Li.

At this time, the eighth path of the curse seal on Yan Liyintang was close to completion.

He exhaled a cloudy breath and clenched his grip on the cliff: "Styleless ......"

The deep black resentment was injected into the cliff, and the silver-white sword body was immediately dyed with the color of the abyss, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if it was a little resistant.

"One sword can win the world......"

During the dive, the resentment burned, making Yan Li's body seem to burn with black flames. The next moment, it collided with the Xuanxing Sword, bursting out with an indescribable distorted sound.

But the distorting sound was so short that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, a sword light pierced through everything. The Xuanxing Sword suddenly froze, and then collapsed inch by inch, followed by three light gates, and the ghost light that formed the light gate, and turned into ashes inch by inch.

Yang Youyun's handprint loosened, "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, the sword light leaked out from behind him, and the aftermath did not stop, sweeping the cheeks of Ji Paper Kite standing on the ground, and with a "poof" sound, it sank into the dragon chair.

Yang Youyun fell freely from the air and fell to the ground, and the smoke and dust that shook up spread over the dragon chair, and the dragon chair also shattered into a pile of powder, as if heralding the fall of a dynasty.

A sword can overthrow a city or a country.

Yan Li slowly fell, turned his back to Ji Paper Kite, and bent down with difficulty to grasp Yang Youyun's chest: "Say, why do you want to destroy my Bai Clan!"

Ji Paper Kite was shocked, and she sorted out the cause and effect of the front and back.

"What do you think...... I'll tell...... You?" Yang Youyun vomited blood, but with a cruel smile, "With ...... Yours...... Ryujin Ring...... Let's go to hell......" As soon as his body went weak, he died of anger.

The revenge has been avenged, and Yan Li doesn't care anymore.

He stood up again with his sword on his hand, and turned his back to Ji Paper Kite: "Xiliang Tie is riding on the road." ”

"How do you know. Ji Paper Kite said.

Yan Li said: "I gave them the secret path map. ”

Ji Paper Kite did not speak.

Yan Li paused, gritted his teeth and said, "Great Xia is dead." ”

"For revenge?" said Hime.

"Yes. Yan Lidao.

"Hehe......" Ji Paper Kite laughed, laughing while shedding tears from her heartbreaking eyes, "Revenge, hehehe...... Revenge ......"

Crystal tears slipped down her flawless face, falling more and more rapidly, beading one drop at a time, but she was still smiling.

"I believe in you more than I believe in myself...... Hehe...... But you want revenge......"

"Everyone advises, but I don't listen...... Hehehe...... But you want revenge......"

Yan Li's hands were trembling: "I can forgive everyone, but you can't...... Every time you treat me well, I will treat it as a charity......" Every word he uttered, his heart felt like a piece of meat had been gouged out. When he was finished, his heart was empty.

"Do you dare to look at me?" Ji Paper Kite turned.

Yan Li turned around tremblingly, facing her with tears streaming down her face, her chest was extremely dull, but she couldn't breathe.

The eighth spell seal was generated.

A purple sword shadow flashed from the depths of his soul, and appeared in the Yin Hall, fiercely resisting the curse.

"Revenge isn't done yet. Ji paper kite grabbed the cliff, grabbed it too tightly, and oozed blood. Then against his throat, the sword was too sharp, and it bleed at the slightest touch, "Come, I am the daughter of your enemy, kill me, I will fulfill your ......"

"Don't ...... like that," Yan Li said in a trembling voice. There was a tide of emotions in my heart, and the more this happened, the stronger the curse became. The purple sword shadow resisted desperately, and the imperial city of the Taiji Palace in the Lingxiao Palace, all the sword weapons in the range trembled.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Ji Paper Kite broke down and cried bitterly, "You say, what do you want me to do...... What do you want me to do......"

Yan Li looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes gently pasted up.

The sword groaned.

Peach blossoms.

The sword dances with the peach blossoms.

But the sword is dead, and the peach blossom is cold.

The peach blossoms disappeared suddenly, and Ji Paper Kite murmured, "I won't forgive your ......"

She let go of the cliff, turned and took two steps to the shattered pink dragon chair, and stepped on a mechanism.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, and for a time the mountains shook.

Yan Li was unconscious, just looking at Ji Paper Kite stupidly.

Ji Paper Kite turned around, with bitter resentment, and made a sacred vow: "I will let you suffer the same pain as me......"

Rumble!

A loud bang erupted from the depths of the earth, and the rumbling echoed through the hall.

The aftermath faded away, and fell into a deathly silence.

After the silence, there seemed to be some awakening, followed by the passionate dragon chant that spread throughout Yongling.

Then, a transparent pillar of light rose from the feet of the paper kite.

The pillar of light broke through the sky, and the snow sky was directly pierced open a hole, revealing the brilliant starry sky behind it.

The paper kite slowly rose along the pillar of light.

"Master!" At this moment, Yue'er rushed out of nowhere, threw herself into Ji Ji's arms, hugged her tightly, and choked up, "Master, even if everyone in the world abandons you, Yue'er will not abandon you......"

She turned her head, and her innocent eyes were filled with a thick resentment that should not be there at this age, "Yan Li, the harm you let your master suffer, Yue'er swears that she will definitely pay it back!"

At the same time, an identical pillar of light rose under Yan Li's feet.

Not only Yan Li, but Li Xiangjun who was far away in the Yan Mansion, Yan Chaoyang and Li Yong who were fighting fiercely behind the Lingxiao Palace, Yan Shiyi Shen Liuyun who was also fighting outside the gate of the Lingxiao Palace, Li Kuofu and Panruofutu under the Chunchi Gate, Maguanshan and Lianhai Changjin who were healing, and all the living cultivators in the entire Yongling Tomb, all had exactly the same transparent pillars of light under their feet.

The pillar of light led them through the snow clouds and witnessed the vast starry sky behind the snow clouds. As everyone knows, in the eyes of the starry sky, they are also like the rain of stars, sprinkled to the earth in all directions.

But the starlight is still there, but the fireworks of the prosperous era have withered.

PS: This is the end of the first part of "Sword and Peach Blossom", so stay tuned for the second part of "Yanfu World".