Although he was disdainful, Su Yi was not careless.

After all, it is an ancient evil spirit, which can be sealed in the body of the sword and is still indestructible, and the power it holds is destined to be extraordinary.

Su Yi's eyes were deep, and he whispered in his heart, it was indeed time to end......

When a battle reaches the point of competing for hole cards, there is no point in continuing.

On the comb cloud lake, the blood-colored demon mist is filled.

Swish!

I saw Huo Tiandu's divine soul snatching out of the shattered body, and then jumped into the scarlet and demonic Frost Ancient Sword.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, this sword seemed to come to life all of a sudden, and under the urging of Huo Tiandu's divine soul power, it rose up in the air and slashed towards Su Yi.

Rumble!

It was as if the heavens and the earth were trembling, and an incomparably evil and domineering sword aura rushed into the sky, raging like a storm, and it was extremely dazzling on the Comb Cloud Lake in this night.

On the shore of the lake, many monks were shocked and frightened.

In their field of vision, in the blood-colored mist in the sky, there was an incomparable evil sword aura in the sky, and faintly, there seemed to be an evil god-like phantom laughing wantonly, fierce and powerful.

Just watching from afar can make people despair.

In the tea shed, Weng Jiu couldn't hold back any longer, and his figure rose out of thin air, wanting to rush into the lake to rescue.

At this moment-

Boom!

A vast and ethereal sword roar sounded, as if it came from the heavens of eternal time, and it was like the first wisp of the Great Dao Lun sound when chaos first opened.

Weng Jiu's heart trembled, and the figure standing by weakness stiffened.

In a trance, he seemed to see that in the middle of the Suyun Lake, Su Yi's long figure seemed to suddenly become tall and boundless.

His green robe was like jade, his black hair was fluttering, and a wisp of obscure sword intent swirled around his body, still showing that indifferent appearance.

But in him, there is an indescribable invisible power emerging.

Just like the gods above the way of the sword, they hold the constitution of heaven in their mouths, rule the sun and the moon, and suppress the heavens!

It was such an existence as Weng Jiu, and a terrifying sense of awe that was as small as an ant surged inexorably welling up in his heart.

But in just an instant, all these perceptions and sights disappeared, and a roaring sound sounded over the comb cloud lake.

Rumble!!

The blood-colored mist that covered the void seemed to be torn apart by an invisible storm, and it collapsed without a trace.

In the middle of the lake, the demonic evil sword qi that rushed into the sky collapsed one by one, disintegrating like foam, and disappeared.

Even the arrogant evil spirit phantom before, the wanton and ferocious laughter, disappeared without a trace like an illusion.

The night was dark.

There is no autumn wind, no autumn rain.

But the murderous aura that permeated the heavens and the earth was so thick that it could not be dissolved, filling every inch of the void.

The dark night has once again become the background color of Comb Cloud Lake.

In the dim light and shadow, people can vaguely see that in the middle of the lake, there is only a lonely figure, standing out of nothing.

In the night, he is like an immovable rock, no matter the wind, waves and dangers, he has never been shaken too much!

This person is naturally Su Yi.

He lowered his head and looked at the middle of his right hand, the Frost Ancient Sword trembled as if in submission.

Inside the sword body, the divine soul belonging to Huo Tiandu, the Great Elder of the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace, was extremely weak, like a burning candle, overdrawing all the vitality, and was about to dissipate.

"Compete in strength, you are not as good as me, compete in hole cards, you are also inferior to me, and you want to kill me Su Yi with your own life, you ...... Is it worthy?"

Su Yi whispered, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Huo Tiandu's relieved and bitter muttering came from the sword body: "Die under such power, there is no regret about old decay......

Su Yi said lightly: "This is my strength." ”

"Yes, if that's the case, why are you only cultivating in the Yuanfu realm?"

Huo Tiandu mocked, like hearing a big joke.

Su Yi sighed lightly, with a look of pity, "If it was before, ants like you would not be qualified to let me take a look." ”

Huo Tiandu still wanted to say something, but it was too late.

His spirit began to dissipate, dimming like a rain of light, and then turning into nothingness.

"My lord, I am willing to surrender and be a slave!"

Inside the Frost Ancient Sword, there was a panicked cry, faintly visible, and the shadow of an evil spirit crawled among them, trembling.

"An evil spirit, still trying to be my slave......? It's a beautiful thought. ”

Su Yi laughed.

He raised his hand and wiped it.

With a snort, the Frost Ancient Sword trembled violently, and the evil spirit within it was completely sealed.

He was not interested in the origin of the demon.

There was no way, in his previous life, he looked down on this kind of spirit born from the power of filthy sin.

"It's a good sword. ”

Su Yi casually put away the Frost Ancient Sword.

The material of this sword is refined from the spiritual realm of divine materials, although it is not a rare treasure, but when refining the Xuanwu sword in the future, it can be used as nourishment for great replenishment.

As for the evil spirit, naturally it can't be wasted, just give it to the Flame Demon Sparrow as food.

Su Yi turned around and walked towards the lakeside.

The clouds and rain in the night sky dissipated, revealing a field of bright stars.

The war is over, and the vicinity of Soyun Lake seems to have returned to its former tranquility.

At the tea shed, seeing the long figure of Ling Bo coming, Weng Jiu came back to his senses from the shock as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He subconsciously greeted him and said, "Is Daoyou okay?"

If you look closely, this old man who made Mrs. Huanxi Sharou bow her head in awe just by showing up, when he faced Su Yi at this moment, his expression already had a trace of respect!

Before, when he faced Su Yi, no matter how humble and deferential he was, it was just out of courtesy, because he asked Su Yi.

Deep down, he just regards Su Yi as a descendant of the younger generation, and regards Su Yi as a rare genius of the younger generation.

But now, Weng Jiu's attitude is completely different!

Su Yi naturally knows the reason.

However, he never cared about this, and said, "You have already seen the previous battles?"

Weng Jiu nodded, he thought that Su Yi wanted him to comment on the battle, and was about to brew a wording.

I saw Su Yi and said: "Okay, please go and pack up the loot, and bring it to me tomorrow when you and your master go to Qingyun Xiaoju." ”

Weng Jiu's expression froze, and he was completely choked with words in his stomach.

In this great summer, who dares to call himself like this except the Lord?

But this little man is not polite at all! His demeanor and words are so casual, could it be that in his eyes, he is a ...... Miscellaneous?

"Good. ”

Weng Jiu took a deep breath and suppressed the depression in his heart.

"Is there a treasure?"

Su Yi asked again.

Just experienced a big war, he also consumed a lot, and naturally he couldn't walk when he could ride in the car.

Weng Jiu smiled bitterly in his heart, yes, this kid hit the snake with the stick, and he became more and more unkind when he called himself.

But there was no way, he had no reason to refuse, and said: "Daoist friends just need to go along this street, and in a few moments, there will be Bao Yuan to pick up the car." ”

"Thank you. ”

Su Yi turned around and walked into the distance.

"Heh, this arrogant boy will actually thank you? ”

Weng Jiu's heart was slightly more comfortable.

"That's right. ”

Su Yi suddenly stood still, as if he remembered something.

"What else do you have to command?"

Weng Jiu asked.

I saw Su Yi pointing to the xylophone on the table and said, "I personally give you a sincere suggestion, you are not suitable for the rhythm, don't play the piano in the future, otherwise you will spoil such a good song as ambush on all sides." ”

As he spoke, he strode away with his hands on his back.

Only Weng Jiu, who was left with black lines on his face, was so embarrassed and ashamed that he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

This kid, what a poisonous mouth!!

At this time, the monks watching the battle on the shore of the lake seemed to have finally come back to their senses, and then there was an uproar like a frying pan around the lake.

"Oh my God, the Great Elder of the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace is actually dead!!"

I don't know how many people were shocked and dumbfounded.

"How terrifying is that final blow, how could it be blocked?

There are also many people who are speculating about Su Yi's identity, but without exception, they are all confused.

But the more this happens, the more mysterious it becomes, and the irrepressible awe of it.

"Tomorrow's Jiuding City, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar because of this matter!"

There are old people who say it well.

Huo Tiandu, a world-famous Spirit Transformation Realm existence, his identity is also extremely terrifying, he is not only the inner gate elder of Yuntian Divine Palace, one of the four top Dao Sects, but also one of the Supreme Elders of the Huo clan, one of the three major clans of Great Xia.

Such a monstrous person, but he died on the Soyun Lake tonight!

There is no need to think about it, this matter is destined to cause a sensation in the world and make the entire cultivation world tremble!

......

On the top floor of a pavilion not far from Soyun Lake.

"No, it can't be!

Huo Mingyuan, the patriarch of the Huo clan, was full of sorrow and anger, and his forehead was full of green tendons.

He was dressed in a purple robe, with a dignified appearance and great majesty, but at this time he looked extremely out of shape.

Beside him, all the big names of the Huo family had gloomy faces.

When the previous big war was staged, they were all watching from afar.

But no one expected that in the end, Huo Tiandu's sword at the cost of his life would be lost!

This is simply unacceptable to them for a moment.

"This ...... How can I explain this to the sect!"

A middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe with a mustache and long hair like ink beat his chest and feet, his expression was full of sadness and indignation.

Yufeng River.

The fourth-ranked elder in the inner gate of the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace, an early stage existence of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Next to him was a majestic and sturdy man named Nie Yingshan, who was also from the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace, an elder ranked fifth in the inner gate in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

At this time, the faces of the two big figures of the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace, one was uglier than the other.

Regarding whether to deal with Su Yi, there had been a few days of quarrels between the high-level officials of the Cloud Heaven Divine Palace.

In the end, under the appearance of the three elders of Taishang "Jinghai Zhenjun", it was agreed that Huo Tiandu would take people to Jiuding City to kill Su Yi.

But who would have thought that Huo Tiandu, a world-shattering mid-stage existence of the Transformation Spirit Realm, would die at the hands of a Yuanfu Realm teenager tonight?

The atmosphere was oppressive.

These adults, who are like overlords in the eyes of secular monks, are like mourners!

Suddenly, a big man of the Huo clan said murderously: "Or, if we don't do it, we will take action together now to kill Su Yi, this little beast?"

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ps: As long as nothing happens, the normal update of the goldfish is still 10 o'clock in the morning and 6 o'clock in the evening every day.