As soon as the Kunpeng giant sword came out, the entire sky was filled with wisps of sword qi, all pointing to the direction where Zhang Tianjiu was standing.

Although Leng Haocang's face was pale and his body was shaky, the expression on his face was full of surprise and expectation.

When he first heard the man say this, he couldn't believe it.

Since the end of that war, it has not been easy to find a ten-story building body cultivator in Kamigawa, it is a hundred times more difficult than looking for a needle in a haystack, even those nine-story building realm body cultivators have all become the worship elders of the super family without exception, with a deep background, and they can't move easily.

As for the ten-story building body cultivation, it is a species that is rarer than the god king, and it can be encountered but not sought.

Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, that person really did what he said and sent this junior named Zhang Tianjiu to his eyes.

Until he really revealed his identity, Leng Haocang was still suspicious, always on the lookout for whether there was any trap waiting for him to get into, and he was always cautious.

Things have developed to this point, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and there will be no more accidents.

After today, Leng Haocang's three words will once again spread throughout the entire Shenhe, making hundreds of millions of monks terrified, even more terrifying than 400,000 years ago.

In the wanton laughter, the Kunpeng Sword carried thousands of wisps of sword qi, like an upside-down mountain, and crushed towards Zhang Tianjiu.

Above Zhang Tianjiu's head, it seemed that a floodgate had opened, and one after another murderous sword qi poured down like a waterfall, almost drowning his entire body.

The glacial land he was standing on had long since been washed away by the sword qi frenzy, and even the surrounding void was shattered inch by inch.

But Zhang Tianjiu's face was always calm, not only did he not show the painful color of Yuan Shen being pierced by ten thousand swords, but even the trembling of his body before stopped.

It was as if the endless torrent of sword qi was really just flowing water, and it couldn't do him the slightest harm.

Seeing this scene, Leng Haocang was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

What's going on here?

What is said to be foolproof......

Could it be that this junior has some life-saving artifact hidden in his body, sensing that his master is about to die, and he was inadvertently activated?

Otherwise it simply cannot be explained.

The previous five swords had all received effects without exception, and there was no reason for the more powerful Kunpeng Sword to lose its effect.

Those sword lights pouring down are not decorations, and any high-level giant god will die if he is touched, and there is no reason to leave anything to chance.

Leng Haocang was in shock, hesitating whether to continue with the eighth sword, but Zhang Tianjiu suddenly opened his eyes.

There was not the slightest emotion in the two dark and deep pupils, except for two golden flames beating.

If Leng Haocang was also from the scientific and technological civilization, he would definitely jump up and shout at this moment:

"It's not scientific!"

It's a pity that he belongs to the cultivation world, and in the face of such a strange situation, he can only exclaim: "This ...... It can't be!"

It's really impossible.

Zhang Tianjiu was obviously dying of being destroyed by the sword intent before, and he was only one step away from the collapse of the Yuan Shen, but now he was suddenly resurrected with full blood for some reason, which was simply unreasonable.

What's even more terrifying is that the bald head in front of him gives people an unusually strange feeling, and there is no emotion in his eyes, not deliberately pretended, but real indifference.

Leng Haocang has killed countless people in his life, and he can be regarded as a cold-blooded and ruthless person, but when he faced these eyes, he actually gave birth to a terrifying illusion.

Hopefully it's just an illusion.

……

Outside the Holy Light Star Domain, the young sword cultivator Li Taibai and Xu Yuanshan had already begun to fight.

Li Taibai did not pull out the long sword at his waist, but flicked his fingers lightly, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the void above Xu Yuanshan's head.

A white sword light fell vertically from above the nine heavens, and the intense light was ten thousand times more dazzling than the laser cannon in the science and technology world, and the space where Xu Yuanshan was located was directly illuminated by the sword light into a strange transparent color.

Dozens of law powers crisscrossed the pillar of light, and soon formed a huge vortex, frantically devouring everything around it.

If it weren't for Li Taibai's use of supernatural powers to isolate time and space, he was afraid that the dozens of Xiuzhen Stars on the periphery of the Holy Light Star Domain would have been swept into this rule black hole, and there would be no chance to come out.

Li Taibai's understatement sword is completely different from heaven and earth compared to Leng Haocang, and the two cannot be compared at all.

This is not to say that Leng Haocang's sword path cultivation is too weak, but he can't even exert one percent of his normal strength now, and Bai Yujing has only reached the seventh sword, which is equivalent to the lethality of a beginner ancestor god at best.

This is also the reason why Wang Hongfei dared to propose an attack on the ancestor Wang Keyu in the main hall of the council to kill Leng Haocang.

Although Wang Keyu may not be able to resist the flying swords of Bai Yujing's eighth and ninth layers, the Wang family still has the blessing of that powerful formation, and has enough confidence to fight with him to the end.

Of course, if Leng Haocang succeeded in seizing Zhang Tianjiu's body, Wang Hongfei would definitely not even dare to say a word, and could only pray in his heart that the killing god would not come to the Wang family for tens of thousands of years.

Xu Yuanshan looked up at the snow-white sword light, didn't even think about it, and directly punched out.

Almost at the same time......

"Zhang Tianjiu", who opened his eyes, also glanced at the huge Kunpeng sword above his head, and did not learn Xu Yuanshan's method, but like Li Taibai, he flicked his fingers upwards in the air.

The sword qi that poured down suddenly rolled upside down, and fled in a hurry towards the four directions.

It's like countless frightened rabbits, panicking, from time to time two or even several sword lights collide together, and they all die together.

"Click......"

The next moment, the Kunpeng sword shattered inch by inch from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and even those fragments did not dare to fall, and they disintegrated by themselves in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Leng Haocang's heart completely sank into the abyss.

At this time, how could he still not understand that the bald body cultivator turned out to be the same as him, the only difference was that he was reborn, and Zhang Tianjiu's body actually lived two primordial gods.

Powerful!

Quite unreasonable and powerful!

Totally unbeatable!

No matter how Leng Haocang managed to control his frightened emotions, these thoughts continued to grow from the depths of his mind, and soon occupied his entire mind.

In the end, it even turned into a voice whispering in his ear.

The voices kept telling him that only by kneeling down immediately and begging for mercy could he hope to get a glimmer of life.

"Don't think about ruining my Dao heart!"

Leng Haocang roared, slapped his backhand on his chest fiercely, and spat blood on the spot, intending to use this way to keep him awake.

But even so, those voices only stopped for a moment, and immediately returned.

In such a situation, it is extremely difficult to even speak, let alone continue to draw the sword.

Leng Haocang was very afraid of opening his mouth, and what he said was the word "spare his life".

"Too weak. ”

"Zhang Tianjiu" was expressionless, shook his head lightly, and said: "There are still two swords left, you should go out together, so as not to die blindly." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the whispers that surrounded Leng Haocang's ears suddenly disappeared, and even those inexplicable fears in the depths of his soul no longer existed.

"You...... Who are you?"

Leng Haocang's eyes were gloomy, as if his soul had been completely emptied, and his voice became extremely hoarse.

Before the two incense sticks, Li Xuan, Hai Gangfeng and the other three also asked him the same question.

Now that they are all gone, it must not be long before they will end up in the same fate.

Leng Haocang felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

After thousands of calculations, he lived 400,000 years cautiously and low-key, but he didn't expect to fall into a huge trap.

Xinghua Shenjun didn't find a new body for him at all, but wanted to borrow his hand to forcibly awaken another primordial god sleeping in this bald body cultivation body.

As for why Xinghua Shenjun didn't do it himself, it is estimated that he had other concerns, after all, there were so many big people who were stronger than him staring at it.

And a person who has been dead for more than 400,000 years and has long been forgotten is undoubtedly the best candidate for cannon fodder.

But who is the primordial god that I just woke up?

Leng Haocang couldn't guess anything.

This person is really terrifying, or it can't be described in two words terrible, even if he faced Li Taibai's pursuit before, he never had that feeling at this moment.

It's like no matter how hard you try, even if Bai Yujing's twelve swords come out together, you won't be able to hurt a single hair of the person in front of you.

As he said in his heart, there was no other way but to kneel and beg for mercy.

"Zhang Tianjiu" did not answer Leng Haocang's question, but glanced up at the sky lightly, although there was an obstacle and shield from the space of the Divine Kingdom, but for him, these were simply useless.

There was no need to make any calculations at all, he knew the cause and effect of the matter, and he actually grinned for the first time.

"It's really ...... to come up with such a solution Interesting. ”

After saying this, he looked down at Leng Haocang again, and his voice became extremely cold again.

"I don't have much time, and I still have a lot of things to do, so finish your remaining two swords, and then die, which can be regarded as a reward for you to wake me up. ”

His expression never showed any emotion, as if killing Leng Haocang was not even stepping on an ant to him, it was just an ordinary person blinking and breathing.

"Although I don't know who it is, I can die at the hands of someone like you, and I haven't lived this life in vain......"

Leng Haocang raised his head and muttered to himself.

His face was no longer bloodless and pale, but turned red, I don't know if it was because of excitement or some other reason.

"Purple lightning!"

"Come out!"

Leng Haocang's palms slammed on top of Bai Yujing, the tall white attic shook violently, and the two flying swords flew out from the eighth and ninth floors, one after the other.

In an instant, two rainbow lights hung up in the sky, one blue and one purple.