Zi Ling stood proudly in the air with his sword, his long hair fluttering, his clothes dancing in the wind, and the black qi of his whole body, standing far away.

"Believe it or not, but that's the truth." Wudao said.

Zi Ling was speechless, his eyes suddenly froze, and he no longer hesitated.

She put the purple qi fairy sword horizontally to her chest, held the magic trick with her left hand, stepped on the void, walked the nine palaces, and the long sword pierced the sky, and there were words in her mouth.

Suddenly, under the dark clouds, the wind was fierce and the clouds were rolling.

And above the Purple Qi Immortal Sword, the light shone brightly, the momentum surged, and at the same time, the sword body rose in the wind, and it was soon on par with the terrifying Lack of Moon Sword.

In the black gas, Wudao seemed to let out a light sigh, but due to the cover of the thick black qi, people couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

However, these are no longer important, I saw that the next moment, the Missing Moon Sword turned into the Optimus Giant Sword, with an unrivaled momentum, fell towards the purple spirit.

Seeing it in the eyes of the purple spirit, how could he be restrained, and as soon as his body jumped, the whole person disappeared into the purple light in front of him, and the huge purple qi fairy sword merged into one.

Next, when the Missing Moon Sword and the Purple Qi Immortal Sword collided, a loud noise that could not be described in words shook the entire sky.

Wudao and Zi Ling, the former brothers and sisters of the same school, are really moving, and they are really not ambiguous at all!

And the terrifying power that erupted from the battle between the two of them this time, even the earth seemed to be unable to bear it, and it shook lightly twice. As for the insignificant Two Realms Mountain, not to mention.

But seeing that the Liangjie Mountain, which was only more than 100 zhang high, trembled non-stop, and countless large and small rocks rolled down the mountain one after another, especially the southward side of the mountain, because it was bare and not covered by any plants, so it didn't take long for it to be like losing weight.

"Can you take me another sword?" The voice of Wudao sounded in the air, but his people did not know where to hide.

Similarly, the purple spirit that has been fused with the Purple Qi Immortal Sword also makes it impossible to find her specific figure.

But Zi Ling's voice was very clear and extremely firm, and he replied: "Of course I can, I still want to win against you, and then take you back to Taiqing Gate!" ”

"Humph!"

Wudao snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "It's really overwhelming!" And since you're so stubborn, then I'm no longer polite. Purple Spirit! Remember, you brought it all upon yourself. ”

The words fell, and I saw that among the black clouds in the sky, a black figure suddenly shot out, not Wudao, who else could it be?

It turned out that at some point, Wudao actually ran into the black clouds in the sky, no wonder he searched around, but he couldn't see his figure.

And Wudao's appearance at this time was somewhat caught off guard, and in addition, he rushed straight towards the huge purple qi fairy sword with his bare hands, which could startle the purple spirit hiding in it.

"You ......" Zi Ling's surprised voice sounded, and he hurriedly asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Without answering, Wudao descended from the sky, and the speed was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, it was already close to the huge Purple Qi Immortal Sword.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and I saw that Wudao's body, which was originally wrapped in black qi, turned into oozing blood in an instant.

"Are you crazy?" Zi Ling yelled.

Faintly, the figure of the purple spirit was revealed, and the light of the huge purple qi fairy sword trembled, and it was shrinking rapidly.

At the same time, the Purple Spirit and her Purple Qi Immortal Sword were shooting backwards in the opposite direction of the Void Dao.

However, the speed of Wudao is too fast, and it is not something that Zi Ling can avoid if he wants to.

Seeing that Wudao, who was covered in blood, was about to crash headlong into the purple spirit and plunge into the purple qi fairy sword, in the sky, a sharp roar suddenly sounded.

Like the sound of the wind, and like the roar of a beast, the sharp roar came through the clouds and mist, and then a beam of dazzling brilliance tore a crack from the thick black clouds that covered the sky and closed the moon, and shot down, shining on Wudao's body.

Wudao's body froze, as if he had hit an iron wall, and he couldn't move an inch.

But if he just couldn't move forward, it would be fine, and when Wudao wanted to retreat, he was surprised to find that the strange light shining on him was like a cage, trapping him, and he couldn't go anywhere.

In the blood-colored eyes of the Dao, a trace of horror could not help but appear.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that between the black clouds and the sky, there was a strange rumbling, like thunder and undulations, and the black clouds summoned by him above his head suddenly rose into waves, from the original gentle surge, to a huge wave, undulating.

Immediately, the black clouds were torn open more and more cracks, revealing one after another, beam after beam of light.

In the face of such a vision of heaven and earth, Wudao stared for a long time, only to see that the black clouds that had been pierced through thousands of holes finally drifted away, and the light sprinkled down, and in an instant the heaven and earth were dazzling, making people unable to see.

It took a long time for the situation to gradually ease.

But when Wudao opened his eyes again, his body couldn't help but be shocked, and he saw that around his body, there was a circle of bronze mirrors, emitting a faint golden light.

The bronze mirror is huge and smooth, reflecting the figure of Wudao, and for a while, there are countless Wudao, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Wudao was shocked and angry, and shouted and asked, "What person?" ”

No one answered, except for the echo of the three words "what person", there seemed to be only one person left in heaven and earth, as well as the bronze mirror around him, and the thousands of shadows.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Wudao's voice was low, his face was even darker, and he barely hesitated, raised the Missing Moon Sword, and slashed towards the bronze mirror in front of him.

However, an incredible scene happened, when the attack of the Missing Moon Sword fell on the bronze mirror, like a mud cow entering the sea, not only failed to set off a trace of waves, but even the fairy sword could not be recovered.

Wudao was taken aback, but no matter how hard he tried, the Missing Moon Sword was tightly attached to the bronze mirror, and he was in a dilemma.

Such a strange thing is the first time I have encountered it in my life.

And if it weren't for the special ability of the bronze mirror in front of him, then it must be the person who urged this bronze mirror, and the Tao was so high that it could not be described in words, so that the Tao could not be reached.

Wudao had to believe that the bronze mirror that was trapping him right now must be a unique treasure in the world. At the same time, he also knew that the person who could possess and urge this bronze mirror would inevitably cultivate above him.

As for how high the opponent's cultivation is, Wudao has no bottom in his heart, but he faintly feels that he in a normal state does not seem to be the opponent of the other party.

As soon as he thought of this, Wudao's eyes were cold, his brows furrowed deeply, and he was about to twist into a ball.

However, after thinking about it, Wudao still couldn't figure out who it was, although there was a thought flashing in his heart, he felt that this would be the real person of Qingyang, the head of Taiqing, but he was immediately vetoed.

After a long time, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he had comprehended something.

However, Wudao did not do anything excessive, but instead let out a sigh of relief, without saying a word, and even let go of the Missing Moon Sword.

But seeing that Wudao slowly retreated to the center, he took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, and stood motionless.

"Huh?"

With a soft voice, listening to the timbre, it is not difficult to determine that it is a man, and the age seems to be not young.

Wudao heard the voice, Huo Ran opened his eyes and looked up.

It can be said that this is the voice that Wudao has been waiting for, so before the end of that light sound has completely fallen, he has already waved his right hand suddenly, and a red light flew out of his sleeve.

"Boom!" A loud bang.

The Remnant Sun Sword crashed into the bronze mirror, although it was not as fruitless as the Missing Moon Sword, but it did not achieve any substantial results.

Wudao looked at the remnant sun knife that was bounced out, and while he was dumbfounded, he didn't hesitate in his heart.

However, I saw that Wudao's left hand moved, as if he had grasped something, and then the blood on his forehead flashed, and the flame mark "bang" shone brightly.

"Stinky boy!" An unfamiliar man's voice scolded. "You really don't know whether to live or die! Quickly put down that orb. ”

Wudao neither spoke nor obeyed orders, and the aura on his body changed completely, and it was more than twice as powerful as before, which was simply terrifying.

So I saw that from Wudao's pair of pupils filled with blood, two blood-colored pillars of light suddenly shot out, shooting towards the place where he had attacked with the Remnant Sun Knife just now.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for a fight!" shouted and scolded, but it was still the voice of the strange man, angry and angry.

However, at the same time as the scolding fell, on the bronze mirror around Wudao, dozens of faint golden lights slowly appeared, and there was a faint sound of Sanskrit singing, which seemed to come from the sky.

At this time, between the two worlds of the mountain, suddenly the golden light is magnificent, blazing and dazzling, a moment later, countless golden rays of light flow vertically and horizontally, Sanskrit music sings, and the Buddha is solemn.

And the outside world is already like this, and the space inside the bronze mirror is naturally even more terrifying.

Wudao was in the middle of it, but he heard a deafening roar, and a golden and brilliant mantra with the word "Buddha" appeared above his head.

The Sanskrit sound became louder and louder, the heaven and the earth were solemn, and I saw that the golden light on the word "Buddha" was getting brighter and brighter, and soon it was impossible to force the eye.

As if inspired by the Buddhist mantra, the bronze mirror that originally reflected thousands of Taoist figures is full of the word "Buddha" at this moment, shining with golden light.

However, after a while, accompanied by the bursts of Sanskrit sounds, a ray of pale gold Buddha light appeared everywhere on the bronze mirror, slowly shooting out, shrouding Wudao's body.

Wudao's body trembled violently, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then his face distorted in pain.

At this moment, although the Buddha light emitted from the bronze mirror did not change much, the huge word "Buddha" in the sky was slowly pressed down towards Wudao in a burst of golden light.

"Ah......h

Wudao raised his head and yelled.

He wanted to escape, but not to mention that the space that could accommodate his activities was very small and shrinking, let's just say that no matter where he fled now, there was not all the golden Buddha light around him!

"Purple Spirit!" Wudao shouted, and said hoarsely: "You actually hurt me, you ......"

(End of chapter)