"Seven kills, behead him!"

The voice of sorrow and indifference sounded, life and death, without a trace of emotion, and the other party's means of threatening it were supernatural powers, as if they did not exist in his opinion, and his life was like an ant.

"What?" the withered old monster was stunned, barely believing his ears, but the next moment, his face changed so much that he was almost frightened on the spot.

"Boom ........"

In an instant, a terrifying killing intent soared into the sky, a blood-colored figure was transparent, and a sword-like figure manifested out, staring indifferently at the withered old monster in the void.

A finger was pointed out, and immediately, the boundless evil qi condensed, thousands of sharp edges converged, and a destructive sword light burst out only at the tip of the finger.

The creatures trembled, all things were wiped out, and under the gaze of many people who were shocked and frightened, a blood-colored sword light split the heavens and the earth, breaking through a huge black chasm in the void, and slashed down with a bang.

This sword, in the realm of reincarnation, cannot be stopped!

"No! You can't kill me, you can't kill me! Aoki Holy Law, life and death reversal!!"

The withered old monster looked frightened and wanted to escape, but Ximen Blowing Snow sealed the world with the domain ice bridge, and even his breath dissipated, and he couldn't escape in a short time.

With him as the center, the withered breath was overwhelming, spreading out, and the endless essence of plants and trees, majestic vitality, like a whirlpool, gathered around him, vast as the sea.

The entire Fangcun Mountain, from top to bottom, is barren and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a sense of annihilation.

"Haha!!The essence of the grass and trees, the life force, all come to this seat, and if you dare to kill me, then I will completely destroy your square inch mountain today!!"

The withered old monster's face was distorted, angry and happy, roaring wildly, he sacrificed the wooden flute, his hands were sealed, and his whole body was shriveled and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a moment, the black robe was empty, and he was actually extracting his own longevity essence.

The wooden flute moves without wind, the air of life and death turns, and the flute ripples sweep out, and the mountains and rivers wither.

Under the impetus of the sound of the flute, the endless vitality power evolved into an ancient world, and the color of the green sky reflected the sky, and even the ice bridge was broken, and the void was overgrown with grass and trees.

The decaying old monster roared wildly, as if he had seen that the entire square inch of the mountain was not growing, and it had completely turned into a barren land in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of happiness.

He knew that after today, Xuantian Sect would really have a mortal enmity with him, and he would never die, no matter in the heavens or on the ground, it would be impossible to let him live.

Originally, the decay was just to use this as a threat in exchange for a way to live, and there was no intention of destroying the foundation of the Xuantian Sect's mountain gate, because he also paid a huge price when he used this method, so big that he couldn't bear it.

However, at this moment, Xuan Chou didn't even hesitate, and he was about to take his life when he opened his mouth, but it made the dead old monster a little frightened, which was tantamount to directly forcing him to a dead end, at this time, whether it was for self-preservation or revenge, he could only fight.

"Boom .........."

With a sword slash down, the withered old monster had no room for resistance, and was crushed by the sword light on the spot and killed into slag.

However, the ancient world of Qingcang seems to contain some kind of mysterious power, withering and dying, reversing life and death, in the blink of an eye, a burst of green light shines, and the withered old monster comes back to life and comes back to life.

On the ice bridge, Ximen blew the snow sword out of the snow, like a sword of the immortal, and killed him again.

A strange flute sound sounded from the heavens and the earth, the wind and dust stopped, the sword roar disappeared, it seemed that everything was dispersed, the whole heaven and earth lost their color, only this flute sound curled, with the breath of life and death, pervasive.

Under the wooden flute, the withered old monster was resurrected again, and he laughed loudly: "Qingcang Law Realm, life and death are reversed! It's useless, I am old with this immortal mountain, every time you kill me, this square inch mountain will destroy a piece of vitality, this seat wants to see, how many times do you have to kill me, before you are willing to stop!hahaha............"

At the end of the words, the withered old monster vomited blood, but he didn't pay attention to it, and actually laughed proudly, like a mad demon.

However, when his laughter came out, he immediately stopped abruptly like a dumb rooster, his muscles atrophied, and his sunken eyes could not help but reveal a look of shock and disbelief.

"You are a good person, you first made a sneak attack and robbed my junior sister, and now you can't escape, you still want to destroy the foundation of my mountain gate, Xiao Qi will never spare you!"

An immature voice suddenly sounded from below, and in the Qingcang Law Realm, the withered eyes fell, but I saw a three or four-year-old boy below, pointing at him and puffing up.

As he spoke, he pointed at the sword trick, and the Qinggu remnant sword behind him soared into the sky and fell straight into the earth.

Suddenly, a Qinggu sword light spread out, and the entire immortal mountain suddenly trembled violently, and bursts of roars continued to echo in all directions.

This sword light penetrates deep into the ground, blending into the mountains, rivers and plants, and contains a vicissitudes of the ancient sword venerable, firmly locking the essence of those plants and trees, no matter how the flute ripples urge erosion, it cannot be extracted and destroyed in the slightest.

And in an instant, all the essence that had just been extracted in the void also rolled back like a tide. Fall into the withered grass and trees and come back to life.

In the blink of an eye, the green glow that was originally wandering in the sky and full of the essence of the sea disappeared strangely.

"Child, you are looking for ......." withered and drank vigorously, and was just about to use his magical powers to kill Xiao Qi, however, before the word "death" could be spoken, his complexion had changed greatly, revealing a look of fear.

I saw the Seven Killing Sword Slash, a vast and terrifying blood-colored sword light, tearing the heavens and the earth. The entire reversal of life and death, the ancient world of Qingcang, was shattered and collapsed and torn apart under the sword light.

"No! This can't be!!It's just a sword, how can it be so powerful! I don't believe it! Your Excellency..... Adults save me!!"

The method of extracting vitality was cut off, the Seven Killing Sword was slashed again, and the power was much more terrifying than before, and the withered old monster couldn't help but roar in despair, one after another divine powers were struck, and the holy law withered, but none of these could save his life at all.

Even with the protection of the half-innate spirit treasure green withered ancient flute, at this moment, under the Seven Killing Sword, it seemed so fragile and powerless, there was no escape, and it was finally cut apart by a sword.

At this moment, the withered old monster threw out a jade talisman, and I don't know what kind of secret method it was cast, and it was actually abandoning the physical body in a strange way, and the Holy Infant Yuan Shen was out of the body, and his breath did not decline, but rose sharply, and at an unpredictable and amazing speed, he went towards the sky outside Fangcun Mountain.

Ximen Fuxue's eyes were cold, and the ice bridge under his feet cut off the void, just about to suppress and block, at this moment, the jade talisman shattered, a spiritual light tore through the sky, and the sky and the earth changed, and then, a supreme and vast breath descended, like an abyss, and a rough and indifferent voice sounded:

"Waste! It's really a useless thing, and I have to let this seat do it himself!"

As he spoke, the void was torn, and a dark yellow hand appeared out of thin air, which covered hundreds of feet, like a piece of the sky collapsing, like a five-fingered sacred mountain, and you can clearly see the palm prints, like a thick python, stretching down.

But it was not to save the withered old monster, but to grab Song Jinyu in the air.

(End of chapter)