After the sword intent of despair dissipated, Wu Yue, who had just broken free from the sword mound illusion and had already stepped on the ninety-fifth step, had a shocked look on his face, and he felt like he had escaped from death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking back now, Wu Yue still had some palpitations, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he spread out his palms, and a wisp of sharpness appeared.

The sword qi floats in the palm of his fingers, thick and powerful, like a mountain.

Wu Yue was stunned, stunned, obviously puzzled by the reason, but the mountain sword qi that appeared in this palm was a real existence, sharp and compelling.

When he came back to his senses, he couldn't stop the ecstasy in his heart, so I can cultivate? What the hell is going on? Is it an illusion or a reality!!

If Wu Yue could see the dark heavy sword in the Broken Sorrow Void Realm at this time, he would definitely be even more shocked, because that sword was the starfall he pulled out in the Sword Shrine Illusion Realm!

At the same time, Liu Zhen, who stepped on the ninety-seventh step, let out a shocking roar in vain, the sound was rolling, the sound was like a dragon's groan, at this time, his face was extremely distorted, and the sweat of the bean was like rain, dripping down the jade steps, scattering and crystalline.

The luxurious brocade robe on his body was also torn and shattered by the strong force from the inside and outside in the dragon's long roar, like a colorful butterfly in the sky, flying and falling, revealing a strong and tight upper body.

Wu Yue raised his head, just in time to see the scene in front of him, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he was secretly frightened.

I saw Liu Zhen gradually stop speaking, as if his remaining strength was exhausted, kneeling on the ground, naked and naked, with his back to Wu Yue.

And on his bronzed bare back, the spine is floating, like a dragon writhing, and the surrounding meridians are looming, emitting a faint light, through the skin, looking directly at the meridians on the back of the spine, and the blood is faintly seen surging like a tide, surging.

That appearance was extremely weird, as if a divine dragon was imprinted on Liu Zhen's back, and with his breathing, it loomed, dancing claws and swimming like a living thing.

The top of the Lingmiao Peak, the main hall.

The glazed sword light was annihilated inch by inch, and a tangible and intangible edge spread out, and the hall was full of chaos, ruins and broken walls, pits, and countless fine and narrow sword marks like spider webs, crisscrossing the entire hall, even the darkest corners were not spared.

The majestic and luxurious dome has also been lifted for the most part, and the large holes in the bowl are dotted with stars, and the brilliant sky light pours down along the holes, illuminating the whole hall.

As soon as Lu Xiangsheng and Lin Yang entered the main hall, they were stunned by the scene inside, looking at this place like a broken temple in a daze, and looked at each other, speechless.

A group of real people on the edge of the deep hall stood still, their eyes fixed on the void, without a moment of distraction, and they also ignored the arrival of Lu Xiangsheng and the others.

The strength of the sword path of Broken Sorrow and Dao Lingxu was beyond their cognition, and the battle situation in the arena was changing rapidly, but no one wanted to miss anything.

Cultivation has reached their realm, and it is useless to rely on the accumulated cultivation alone, and the stones of other mountains can attack jade, so the battle between the strong, every perception and experience is extremely precious.

"What's going on? You just let them fight like this, and then tear down the main hall?"

Lu Xiangsheng stepped forward and said a little incredulously, the words were said to everyone, but his eyes fell on Jingyue Zhenren, obviously waiting for her reply.

"Didn't you feel the sword that destroyed the heavens and the earth just now? Or do you have the courage to step forward and pull the fight, let them fight halfway, suddenly stop it, and make money in harmony?"

Without waiting for Jingyue Zhenren to answer, the drunken Taoist couldn't help but interject, and said sarcastically in a weird way, and even coughed before he could finish.

"Amount"

Lu Xiangsheng breathed a little, and his resolute face suddenly showed a little embarrassment, that earth-shattering sword, he naturally felt it, when time and space stood still, he was also frozen in the void, how terrifying it was, he knew it.

It's just that as soon as I came in, I saw Duan Chou and Dao Lingxu fighting directly in the hall, without any scruples, although this is not their own territory, there is no need to feel distressed.

But the two of them fought so facelessly that they almost demolished the hall into ruins, and Lu Xiangsheng was more or less resentful in his heart.

How to say it, he is also the person in charge of this immortal ascension conference, and he was smashed at the conference like this, and if he says it, where will he put his face!

In the distance, Lu Xiangsheng and others were discussing, but they didn't hear it, and even if they heard it, they wouldn't care.

At this time, his face was indifferent, the ancient well was waveless, the thundercloud robe on his body was hunting and floating in the face of the scattered and swept sword qi storm, the purple lightning flickered, the clouds were swirling, and he stood on the high platform with his hands broken, calm and calm, undefeated like a mountain, showing the scene of a master.

This scene, falling in the eyes of Dao Xuan, Feng Xu and others, seemed mysterious and unpredictable, thinking of what he said before, as long as he unsealed himself, he could kill Dao Lingxu with one finger.

After seeing the great power of Broken Sorrow and casually slapping his hand with a sword finger, there was a forbidden space and stagnant time, and everyone chose to believe his nonsense.

At this time, the eyes of everyone looking at him seemed a little complicated, some were frightened, some were jealous, some were admired, and some were gloomy

Many people are even more secretly suspicious in their hearts, wondering what level of true cultivation realm he has reached, transcending the realm, or has he already reached the realm of reincarnation? Then why was he sealed and cultivated?

Just when the thoughts of the real people in the hall were mixed and they were secretly guessing, the sorrow that stood proudly on the high platform was far less calm than on the surface.

In order to deal with Dao Lingxu, he did not hesitate to use Sword Twenty-three, and used his biggest hole card, thinking that even if he couldn't kill the other party, he would be able to make him lose arms and legs, and be seriously injured or something.

But he didn't expect that Dao Ling was unharmed, and he also drew out a golden jade Dao sword, which looked rich and powerful, just like a secular ritual weapon, and there was nothing too surprising.

But it was this extremely ordinary Golden Jade Dao Sword, which swayed out the Great Dao Thunder, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, directly annihilating the glazed sword light transformed by the twenty-three swords into nothingness, but the Golden Jade Dao Sword was not damaged at all.

Broken sorrow rolled his eyes, his heart was depressed, and he was a little indignant.

A Dao sword that can have such power, needless to say, is at least at the level of an innate spirit treasure. Thinking of this, the sorrow is speechless for a while, no wonder the other party can see through the spirit treasure he is carrying at a glance, no wonder he is not rare in his own things.

"The disciples of the Holy Land Sect are amazing, right, they all bring innate spirit treasures to protect themselves when they go out!!Is it interesting to hang up? If you can't beat it, you will cheat, dare you be more shameless!!"

The resentment in his heart was unsettled, and he scolded for a while, but of course, he still maintained the reserve that a master should have.

As everyone knows, he himself is the most shameless one, he is eighty percent capable of relying on pretend, and if he can't beat it, he relies on equipment to make up, and now when he encounters a proud son like Dao Lingxu, he is completely out of temper.

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