A large piece of golden light sprinkled the sky, Zhou Ming raised his eyes and looked up, but he didn't see any movement, his arms shook slightly, and a thin black sword qi seemed to be a straw that cut off thousands of golden strings, in a piece of gold, it was so obvious.

"Boom!"

The sky shook, countless golden colors scattered like a tide, Zhou Ming's eyes were calm, he put down the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand, and said to the Han Sword: "A sword, it has passed." ”

The golden light of Han Jian's eyes flashed slightly, and the whole person turned into a sword light, and he flew away into the distance.

Zhou Ming saw Han Jian flying away, he just smiled softly, and slowly raised the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand, his gaze seemed to be able to see far away, the black and white hook jade in his eyes reflected the original true appearance of Han Jian, and said lightly: "Since you are also a disciple of the Sword Sect, then you, also take my sword." ”

As the words fell, a slender black sword qi fell into the distance.

This sword qi was as black as ink, unpretentious, and the sword light on it was restrained, and it looked unremarkable, but it was such a sword qi, but it made the cold sword heart tremble in the flight, and a stream of cold fear emerged from the depths of his soul.

A sword, tearing through the clouds.

A sword that breaks through space.

Ignoring the distance of time and space, the quaint black sword fell directly behind the cold sword and slashed down from its body!

"Poof!"

A large puddle of golden fairy blood flew on the sky, and the body that had become two halves had the strong recovery power of the immortals, and invisible power burst out from the two halves of the body, as if to repair his own body.

However, it was a pity that the sword intent contained in this black sword qi was full of stamina, and in an instant, tens of thousands of sword shadows erupted from the two halves of the cold sword's immortal body, twisting it into countless golden dust.

Zhou Ming's figure appeared in the place where the cold sword fell, and he raised his hand to kill the primordial spirit that floated out of the cold sword, but at this moment.

"Stop!"

A roar piercing the void came from a distance, and a sword immortal dressed in a dark golden robe crossed from the distant sky, and a sword aura descended here, as if to completely wipe out the creatures here.

Zhou Ming sneered, he had just grabbed the Yuan Shen of the Cold Sword, and at this time, Tianchen's sword qi could just become his help.

"Go ahead. ”

Zhou Ming slapped his palm, and a heavy rule force acted on the Yuan Shen of the Cold Sword, which was pierced by the terrifying sharp sword qi.

In a terrible scream, Han Jian, a genius of the Sword Sect, didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated, and just dissipated in the cloudless void of Linhe Continent in the spirit world.

"Cold Sword!"

Tianchen in the distance saw this scene, and his eyes were filled with strong killing intent.

He never imagined that Zhou Ming would actually send the Yuan Shen of the Cold Sword to the demonstrative sword qi that he swept out casually, causing it to be destroyed in an extremely humiliating way.

"Sword Immortal, long time no see. ”

Zhou Ming saw Tianchen and greeted him very "friendly".

"Chen Ziwen, today, kill my Sword Sect disciple, I will have you pay for it with blood!"

Tianchen raised his hand and put away the storage ring and the medium-grade fairy sword that flew out of the cold sword, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Zhou Ming couldn't help but sneer when he saw Tianchen's action, "You really don't pay attention to it, you don't even let go of the relics of your own disciples." ”

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Zhou Ming was so sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed, Tianchen turned the immortal sword on his side, brought up a fierce sword intent, and slashed at Zhou Ming angrily.

"Dang!"

Zhou Ming attached the Dao power in his body to the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand, and slashed forward with force, colliding with this immortal sword.

Two sword intents with different artistic conceptions erupted, forming a momentum of competition between the two parties.

"The sword moves in all directions!"

Tianchen's fingers moved, and countless condensed sword shadows were separated from the quaint fairy sword, piercing Zhou Ming's whole person through a transparent one.

"Extinguish!"

Zhou Ming's voice suddenly came from behind Tianchen, he snapped his fingers, and the figure that was penetrated by the sword qi suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and gradually disappeared transparently.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but my skills have improved. ”

Tianchen didn't look back, and slapped his palm backwards on one side of his body!

"Bang!"

Zhou Ming stretched out his palm and slapped Tianchen together, and the small heaven and earth of the void shook violently, countless regular ripples spread around, and the surrounding space collapsed under the collision of these palms.

"The name of the Sword Immortal is really worthy of its name. ”

Zhou Mingfei's body flashed out of this space shattered area and appeared in the void in the distance.

"Humph!"

Tianchen's body shook, blasting away the rules of cause and effect on Zhou Ming's palm, and then took a step forward, recalled the fairy sword, hung above the void, and looked at Zhou Ming quietly.

"Adversary, after so many years, you still only play this kind of small trick. ”

An ancient immortal sword surrounded Tianchen's side, the treasure was solemn, and the Dao sword qi rose from his body.

"Didn't I survive under your hands by such small means?"

Zhou Ming disagreed, and laughed at Tianchen, and the power of the rules flowed, repairing the dark golden scars on his palm.

"It seems that you have been reincarnated and rebuilt over the years, and you have gained a lot of opportunities. ”

Tianchen felt the power of the Great Dao Rules emanating from the wound on Zhou Ming's right hand, and said coldly.

"It's just a fluke. ”

Zhou Ming didn't rush to make a move on Tianchen at this time, but stood opposite Tianchen, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, talking in this no-man's void.

"According to Han Jian, you have only been in the Nether Realm for only two years, and now that you have ascended to the Spirit Realm, it is really rare to have such a realm. ”

Tianchen stretched out his hand to hold the Flying Immortal Sword, and with a pair of deep eyes, he stared at this demon that was completely different from back then.

Now Chen Ziwen has less of the rampant of the past, and more of calmness and scheming. I don't know what he has experienced over the years.

Fall, did he really fall back then?

Tianchen couldn't help but be suspicious.

It is simply a fantasy that a reincarnated person who has re-cultivated can cultivate from zero to the Golden Immortal Realm in such a short period of time. Now, however, this absurdity is in front of his eyes.

That's why he had to wonder if Chen Ziwen's reincarnation and recultivation was a scam he created back then.

In the Sword Sect Incident, Chen Ziwen fled, and he seriously injured him with a sword, causing him to fall into the forbidden place of the burial mound.

At that time, everyone thought that Chen Ziwen was dead, but what many Xuanmen spiritual cultivators didn't expect was that Chen Ziwen didn't die when he fell into the forbidden place of burial, and escaped unharmed.

Moreover, after he came out, his cultivation rose sharply, and all the concentrating spiritual cultivators in the Xuanmen failed to take him down, allowing him to escape to the Chaos Netherworld Divine Continent.

Tianchen only thought that no matter how strong Chen Ziwen was, it was just a condensing realm, such a small person was not worth the trouble of these immortals, as long as he didn't jump in the territory of Xuanmen, he would spare his life.

After all, this Chen Ziwen is also a famous genius disciple in the Sword Sect. It's a pity that such a kendo genius fell like this.

If you don't die, let this matter pass.

Tianchen cultivates the sword, and his heart is high, since Chen Ziwen took over his sword and did not die, then this is his creation, if he is a golden immortal who has to pursue this matter, he Chen Ziwen will never live to this day.

However, what everyone never expected was that Chen Ziwen's temperament changed greatly after he came out of the burial mound, and he directly joined the Nine Ghost Demon Gate of the Chaotic Netherworld Divine Continent, and became the famous Nine Ghost Demon Head in the spirit world.

When Chen Ziwen was breaking the realm of robbery, he relied on his thunder tribulation to be powerful and provoke right and wrong everywhere.

Not only did he go to the three giants of Xuanmen to make trouble, but he also provoked the hidden immortals everywhere, and these large and small forces in the spirit world were almost turned over by him.

In this way, Chen Ziwen finally came to the Sword Sect and threw the Heavenly Dao Sword, a low-grade immortal weapon created for him by his master, into the Falling Sword Pool, and since then he has broken off with the Sword Sect.

In fact, the tragic death of the outer disciple of the Sword Sect was caused by the inner disciple Rong Shuang, who had always been the first genius of the Sword Sect.

It wasn't until Chen Ziwen showed his kendo talent and jumped thousands of miles in kendo that Rong Shuang became jealous and carefully planned an unjust case to blame Chen Ziwen.

Chen Ziwen returned to the Sword Sect, found Rong Shuang, and killed him with one palm.

The sword cultivation of the Sword Sect is originally for heart cultivation, and when such a villain appears, how could Chen Ziwen let him stay?

After killing Rong Shuang, Chen Ziwen cut off his robe and broke his righteousness in front of a group of Sword Sect immortals, and walked away.

For him, he has nothing to do with the Sword Sect, and he doesn't owe anything to each other.

However, after Chen Ziwen left, the monks of the Xuanmen were not angry, and they denounced Chen Ziwen when they saw it, and the elders of the Sword Sect were the same, thinking that Chen Ziwen had betrayed the sect and should be killed.

Tianchen didn't really want to pay much attention to this incident, but Chen Ziwen's arrogance and domineering also made him slightly moved.

Once a disciple of the Xuanmen Sect from the Sword Sect joined the Demon Sect and became a demon known to the world, and anyone who knew the reason for this would damage the reputation of their Sword Sect.

Under this contradiction, in order to prevent Chen Ziwen from doing anything that would damage the reputation of the Sword Sect, Tianchen teamed up with Qi Lu, the head of the Xuanqing Sect, to plan a contradictory drama.

They learned that Luo Xi and Chen Ziwen were having an affair in the Xuanqing Gate, and took advantage of this to put all the blame on Chen Ziwen, and issued a killing order on the two continents, so that a group of spiritual cultivators could hunt down and kill Chen Ziwen.

Qi Lu didn't know if Luo Xi would be indifferent after learning about this, in order to encourage Luo Xi, he also spread false news in the inner door, saying that Chen Ziwen was forced to Cangran Divine Continent by a group of immortals and was seriously injured.

When Luo Xi heard this, she rushed to the other continent, and around the cliff of the Cangran Divine Continent, Luo Xi didn't see anyone, all she could see was the Lang Lang Qiankun and the endless mountain range.

Just when Luo Xi wanted to rush down the cliff and look for Chen Ziwen's figure, a group of immortals from Xuanqingmen appeared on the sky one after another, their faces were majestic, and they looked down at the small figure below.

Zhou Ming and Tianchen were relatively speechless, and their thoughts seemed to have returned to the dark time that caused a sensation in the spirit world.

"You're trying to use me to lure him out?"

Luo Xi looked at the tall and majestic figures in the sky, and his face was pale and desolate.

"Luo Xi, you have been with that Chen Ziwen for a long time, as a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, can you be guilty?"

An elder of the Xuanqing Sect spoke up and asked Luo Xi below.

"Sin?"

Luo Xi raised his eyes to look at this Xuanqing Sect elder, and said with a miserable smile: "What is my Luo Xi's crime? He is just a demon cultivator, do you really want to use such despicable methods?"

"Chen Ziwen made a big fuss in my Xuanmen realm, he used to be a sword cultivator, and now he has betrayed Xuanmen, so he shouldn't make trouble in my Xuanmen continent. ”

An old man wearing a cyan Dao robe looked at Luo Xi and said bitterly: "Luo Xi, you have made a big mistake before, if you can ...... it now?"

"Shut up!"

Luo Xi let out an angry snort and stared at the old man.

This old man of the Flying Immortals is her master, and now in order to encircle and suppress Chen Ziwen, a small robbery monk, he uses her and says such things.

The Flying Immortal Old Man let out a soft snort and stopped talking.

At this time, a Heavenly Immortal Elder of Xuanqing Sect looked at a certain direction in the sky and said coldly: "Chen Ziwen, I know that you are nearby, and you haven't shown up yet!"

"Hahaha! What a Xuanmen, what a group of hypocrites!"

A black-clothed shadow, walking out of the clouds with his hands in his hands, he smiled and looked at the group of sanctimonious immortals in front of him.

"Ziwen!"

Luo Xi looked at the figure in the sky and couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"Xi'er, today, I want to fight to the death with this group of sanctimonious rats, and you retreat. ”

A gentle meaning appeared in Chen Ziwen's eyes, and he stretched out his hand in the air, exuding a soft energy, and gently pushed Luo Xi out.

"Ziwen, don't. ”

Luo Xi softly called the name of the natural figure, and the figure flew upside down towards the back of the mountain for a while.

It's a pity that the figure in the sky turned a deaf ear, and rushed towards the Xuanmen immortals alone.