Xu Yuanshan said indifferently: "I can only promise you, no matter if you make a move or not, he will definitely die." ”

The young sword cultivator smiled and asked rhetorically, "Who are you referring to?"

With such a close distance, he could actually detect Leng Haocang's every move, but it seemed to be obscured by a powerful force, and it didn't look like Xu Yuanshan's handiwork.

It shows that there is another controller behind this scene.

This made Li Taibai even more puzzled, Leng Haocang is certainly an unstable factor, and his strength is extremely strong, but he should not be qualified to let a character like Xu Yuanshan care so much.

The sword on the twelfth floor of Bai Yujing is said to have the potential to kill the God King after being warmed to the extreme, but it is definitely not enough in front of Xu Yuanshan.

The middle-aged man with a wooden expression asked in a deep voice, "Do you think I want Leng Haocang to survive?"

Li Taibai pulled the corners of his mouth, went straight to the point, and said, "The Lord trusts you very much, but I am different. ”

The Lord in his mouth is, of course, His Majesty the God Emperor.

Xu Yuanshan originally belonged to the line of physical cultivation, and he was also one of the eight most powerful divine generals under the throne of the God Emperor, although the God Emperor was sealed at the source of the Divine River after the defeat, and the inheritance of physical cultivation was completely cut off, Xu Yuanshan and many physical cultivators also switched to the spiritual camp, but this does not mean that they are sincere.

As a monk, if you can't even stick to your heart, how can you be qualified to pursue the Great Dao.

Li Taibai is now a little suspicious that Xu Yuanshan and his accomplices are preparing to secretly support Leng Hao's comeback and set off a huge storm in Shenhe, so as to profit from it.

As for what benefits he could get, he couldn't think of it for a while.

Now that the Lord doesn't care about the world, as a member of the Divine River Space, Li Taibai feels that he has the responsibility to find out the truth behind this scene.

Although Xu Yuanshan's fist is terrifying, it is by no means invincible in the world.

Li Taibai slowly pushed his thumb, and a white light lit up in the scabbard.

Xu Yuanshan's face was expressionless, and Mu Ran said, "Do you really want to fight?"

Li Taibai smiled faintly and said softly: "It's you who want to fight." If you don't give way, I'll have to use the sword in my hand to open a way out by myself. ”

As he spoke, the young monk's index finger tapped on the scabbard, and in an instant, he temporarily created a separate space with his great supernatural powers, excluding everything except the two of them.

Even if a Divine Monarch walked in front of them at this moment, they would never be able to notice that there were two Divine Kings standing beside them.

After all, the young sword cultivator was one of the twelve god kings, and he was reluctant to use his sword against Xu Yuanshan before, but he didn't want to set this precedent and let outsiders see the joke, which didn't mean that his strength was not strong and his swordsmanship attainments were not high.

Otherwise, 400,000 years ago, Leng Haocang, who controlled the intact Bai Yujing, would not have been chased and killed by him without the power to fight back.

Xu Yuanshan obviously knew Li Taibai's roots, and he didn't feel strange about his behavior at all, but said slowly: "Then try it, in fact, I also want to know what the result will be if the two extremes of sword cultivation and body cultivation are aligned." ”

Since the end of the war, there has been nothing worth his hands on for nearly a million years, and it is indeed a little lonely, and it is estimated that Li Taibai also has the same idea.

Fortunately, with this temporary independent space, there is no need to worry about hurting the innocent, otherwise those nearby star fields will suffer, even if there is a trace of sword qi or fist wind, no one will survive the entire Xiuzhen Cultivation Star.

In the depths of the starry sky, the white-clothed monk who was sitting on the wooden boat watching the palm prints looked angry, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Anyway, you used to be a god monarch, why can't you even do a ten-story building body cultivation, it's sad...... It's sad!"

Zhang Tianjiu has been imprisoned as a primordial god, and now he is equivalent to a piece of white meat on the chopping board that can be slaughtered, but Leng Haocang has not been able to break the protective shell outside his divine soul until now.

Old man Xu and Li Taibai are really going to fight, it is estimated that the eyes of the other few will soon be attracted to it, and when the plan is exposed, no one can predict what will happen.

……

Leng Haocang's sixth sword had been brewing for dozens of breaths before it finally activated.

In the attic on the sixth floor of Bai Yujing, a small white sword as thin as a steel needle swept out silently, without the slightest wave.

However, it did not hover between Zhang Tianjiu's eyebrows and penetrate the sword intent into his body like the five flying swords before, but directly penetrated into his skull.

Zhang Tianjiu's burly body trembled violently like an electric shock, every muscle in his body was shaking, and even his teeth were clucking.

It's a pity that his primordial spirit is firmly imprisoned in his body, and he can't break free and resist at all, and he can't even let out a painful roar.

But everything Leng Haocang did, he could see it clearly.

Xinghua Shenjun!

It turned out that he was scheming on me......

At this time, Zhang Tianjiu had already figured out the key.

To be able to turn him into what he is now, who else but Xinghua Shenjun can do it?

But why is all this?

Isn't Xinghua Shenjun Xu Yuanshan's person, is he actually a nail buried by the God Emperor next to Xu Yuanshan?

Or is it that the two of them are all the way, Xu Yuanshan is not in Cao Ying's heart at all, but completely defected to the spiritual camp and deceived Xuanyuan Ming?

The bursts of tearing pain that came from the depths of his soul made Zhang Tianjiu almost lose the ability to think.

But he knew very well in his heart that if he continued like this, he would really die here, and his body would become Leng Haocang's trophy.

Now Bai Yujing has only six swords, and the remaining three swords are definitely more terrifying than one sword.

It is estimated that before the ninth sword, the Yuan Shen has already been shattered by the sword intent.

The little flying sword named "Drizzle" threaded the needle in Zhang Tianjiu's soul, and the pain it brought was unimaginable, but he could only roar with his heart, but unfortunately no one could hear it.

The next moment, Zhang Tianjiu finally couldn't support it, and his consciousness gradually fell into a blur.

"Sorry...... I can't save you. ”

Zhang Tianjiu said silently in his heart, his trip to the Holy Light Star Domain was originally just to rescue Sang Delena from the hands of the Wang family enshrined in Deng Shicheng and bring her back to the world of scientific and technological civilization, but he didn't expect to fall into the calculation of the Xinghua Divine Monarch and fall into a desperate situation.

He vaguely felt that the fact that Sandrina was taken away by Deng Shicheng was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but that there was a black hand behind the scenes who was secretly pushing and controlling everything.

Otherwise things wouldn't have been so coincidental.

I just bumped into Leng Haocang's hands.

And at this moment, I'm afraid that Xuanyuan Ming is kept in the dark, and he doesn't know what is going on, otherwise he would have shown up a long time ago.

This is no longer a test of life and death, but an ironclad dead end, and there is no turning point at all.

Everything that happened today, although Zhang Tianjiu also had doubts about Xu Yuanshan, Xuanyuan Ming was still one of the people he trusted the most.

It's just that it seems that he is going to live up to his expectations, and he can't become the person standing on the top of the scenic mountain on the eleventh floor.

"And you, I'm sorry too......"

Familiar faces gradually flashed in front of Zhang Tianjiu.

Amy, Caroline, Sima Qinghou, Tsukasa Hu, Wei Andong......

These are his closest comrades-in-arms and partners who are always by his side.

He originally thought that when the war between the two worlds was over, he would take Amy to open a bar in a small corner of a strange planet in the universe, and when an unknown ordinary person was interested, he would occasionally show his hand to scare those little gangsters who were not long-eyed.

There are also several formation maps in the storage ring from the ancient flood period, and he plans to find a time to hand them over to Nie Yuande and Wu Yazi to study, although these two old guys are monks, they have also contributed a lot to Nolei Star, and they are worthy of rewards.

In addition, there is Wei Wuya, he conscientiously guards the industry of the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce, although these are of little significance to Zhang Tianjiu now, but loyalty is rare, and it can't help him go further on the road of cultivation, which is really a little unacceptable.

As for the Gregorian family, in order to support him, they did not hesitate to offend the entire aristocracy, and they did not know what the Visy Empire would become in the future.

Many experiences in the past, like a horse's eye, kept emerging in Zhang Tianjiu's mind.

According to scientists' research, most people can see similar scenes before they die, and now Zhang Tianjiu finally knows that they are really right.

"Xinghua Shenjun of the dog day, if Lao Tzu doesn't die today, he will definitely hammer your dog's head in the future!"

Before completely losing consciousness, Zhang Tianjiu silently swore in his heart.

In the depths of the starry sky, Xinghua Shenjun suddenly shuddered, and said with a sad face: "Alas, there are no people inside and outside, I can't live this day, it's really better to die." ”

He really did what he said, and as soon as his body deviated, he rolled directly off the wooden boat, and his body fell into the endless sea of clouds.

……

"Haha! The old man still thinks how stable your spirit is, but it turns out that it's just like that......"

Leng Haocang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his head and laughed, as if he had forgotten the hideous and anxious face just now.

Now, as long as one more sword is sacrificed, Zhang Tianjiu's Yuan Shen will be completely dispersed and disappear from this world forever, and no one will be able to resurrect him.

"Come out!" Kunpeng ......"

Leng Haocang pinched the trick with both hands, and used the little vitality left in his body to frantically urge Bai Yujing.

A cyan flying sword, from the seventh floor of the attic, revealed its true face.

As the old saying goes: There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

This sword is called "Kunpeng", as soon as it appears, it obscures most of the sky, and on the huge sword body, you can clearly see all kinds of dense golden runes, every stroke contains endless sword intent, and no high-level giant god can withstand such pressure.

There was no need to wait for the sword blade to fall, the majestic sword qi was enough to strangle their flesh and primordial spirit into pieces together.