"We can't afford to waste time here!" There was a look of anxiety on the Wind Lord's face.

The Holy Sword Sect Master nodded, unexpectedly let go of the long sword in his hand, turned around and left.

The Wind Lord and the Confucianism and Dao Zun Palace Palace Master were stunned at the same time, but the next moment, a touch of relief appeared on their faces at the same time.

The three of them turned and walked away, walking into the jungle of the Forbidden Land.

Only one sword remains.

The Xuan Ling of the Holy Sword Sect Master, the Tiger Po Flying Sword, the Seven Rank Xuan Ling!

The sword roared, and lightning flew through the air.

The flying sword is a net, and it is a cage.

More than 4,000 dragon elephant troops, including Ah Zhe, were all imprisoned among them.

In the forbidden land, the four pavilions have long been dilapidated by the erosion of time, just like the four old men sitting under the pavilions covered in armor, the years have left too many traces on their armor.

Under the broken eaves of the pavilion at the back, a moth slammed into a spider's web, struggling in horror, and just as it was about to break free, a spider the size of a thumb quickly crawled over, spat out spider silk from its mouth, and tightly wound the moth with its eight legs.

The spider was about to enjoy the feast, but the next moment, there was an uneasy vibration from the cobwebs under its feet, and it looked in the direction from which the shaking came from, hesitated for a moment, and retreated in horror, hiding in the holes in the web between the tiles of the gazebo.

Houtu Zhenren took his eyes off the spider web, looked at the trembling Demon Sealing Sword Array in the center, and then looked at the direction of the forbidden land gate, and slowly held the ancient sword suspended in front of him, and placed the horizontal sword on his lap.

Tianqing Zhenren slowly opened his eyes, through the patina armor, a pair of cloudy eyes looked at the long sword in his hand, there was a killing intent emanating from him, the green finch resting on his shoulder pecking moss felt this killing intent, flapped its wings in horror and flew away.

Lihuo Zhenren stretched out his right hand, and the armor on his body made a disturbing sound, and he grasped the sword in front of him, and then the sword began to burn.

Xuan Ming Zhenren moved slightly, the surrounding water vapor condensed at his fingertips, turning into a complex and simple gossip arithmetic array, he stretched out his finger and fiddled with it a few times, and said: "There are three people here, all of whom are at the peak of the Spirit Void Realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, the bodies of the other three trembled slightly.

A hoarse voice came from the armor of the Thick Earth True Man, "Three Spirit Void Realm Peaks? Even if it is the Five Great Holy Lands, it is impossible to have three Spirit Void Realm peaks, right?! ”

Lihuo Zhenren: "It's not the same as in the past, it's been so long. ”

Xuan Ming Zhenren said: "Judging from the aura of these three intruders, they are not from the same holy land, and besides, I feel a familiar aura from one of them, it is sword intent. ”

Tianqing Zhenren was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it someone from the Holy Sword Sect?" ”

Xuan Ming Zhenren nodded: "The only person who can cultivate the sword intent to this level today is probably the Holy Sword Sect Master of this generation. ”

Lihuo Zhenren asked, "What about the other two?" ”

With a flick of Xuan Ming's right hand, the Bagua Calculation Array formed by water vapor quickly stretched and turned into a sword, levitating in front of Xuan Ming's real person.

"I'm afraid it's the contemporary Confucianism, Taoism, and the palace master of the Kingdom of Wind."

As soon as these words came out, the other three Supreme Elders all fell silent.

Houtu Zhenren looked up at the huge meteorite that fell from the sky and said, "The only people who can mobilize the immortal magic array of the Flame Spirit Gate are the previous Flame Spirit Sect masters, since there is a door master, it is not surprising that the other sect masters of the Holy Land are here." ”

Xuan Ming Zhenren took a slow breath and said, "Senior Brother is right, I'm afraid that the real purpose of the Five Great Holy Lands coming this time is to seal the treasure under the Demon Sword Array. ”

Lihuo Zhenren snorted coldly, and the Lihuo Sword in his hand suddenly burst into flames: "The master used his own life and that treasure as an array to seal the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, these idiots in the Five Holy Lands, don't you know that if the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox is released, the entire Shiwei Realm will be ruined?!" ”

"Hahahaha! Huo Yanyan is right, there is indeed a treasure here! ”

At this moment, an arrogant voice suddenly sounded.

The four elders of the Sword Dao Sect looked at each other.

The master of the Holy Sword Gate, the lord of the Wind Kingdom, and the palace master of the Confucian Dao Zun Palace, the three of them appeared in the eyes of the four Supreme Elders at the same time.

……

Yun Mo's sword stabbed out without any fancy stabs.

There is no trembling sword roar, no passionate sword intent, no fancy sword moves.

This thorn is straight, sharp, and has only the courage to move forward.

Everything has returned to its roots.

That's one man, one sword.

All the spiritual power is in Yun Mo's body, all the magic power is infused between the muscles and veins, and the pure and majestic spiritual power and magic power are all transformed into the power of Yun Mo's body.

In this world, I am afraid that only Yun Mo, who has experienced the dual tempering of spiritual power and magic power, and cultivated the Haoyang Demon Body, can withstand the impact of such a large amount of spiritual power and magic power.

With the unparalleled power as the support, all the sword moves and sword intent have become redundant.

Make it simple.

Because it's simple, it's powerful.

Although he didn't see the slightest sword intent, Huo Yanyan still felt the horror of this sword.

Even if he already had that terrifying power in his body, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

In his round eyes, the sword quickly enlarged, and the blade of the sword was pointed, and Gai Mo could not stop it.

Huo Yanyan's twin strands trembled, there was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to escape.

Seeing that the blade of the sword was about to pierce his chest, but the next moment, something happened suddenly.

An arrow came from the south.

The arrow, so fast that it was impossible to catch in sight.

At this time, a silver arrow was cloudy and cold.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord's shoulders hung weakly, and the power of the Broken Spirit Bow was unmatched, but Rao was at the peak of her spiritual void strength, and shooting five arrows was already the limit, but in order to delay time, she even did not hesitate to burn the essence blood at the cost of forcibly shooting the sixth arrow.

The moment the ice arrow left the string, the Spirit Breaking Bow, which had no spiritual power support, suddenly turned into countless ice crystal fragments and returned to the main body of the Snow Flower Palace.

The last ice arrow, which condensed all the spiritual power of the Snow Flower Palace Lord, did not shoot at Yun Mo, I don't know if it was a coincidence, but crashed into the black giant.

The tip of the sword and the tip of the arrow collide.

With a huge impact force, Rao is Yun Mo * is strong, and he can't maintain the trajectory of the black giant.

The blade of the sword deflected, slashing through Huo Yanyan's eyebrows.

That trace of the origin power that connected Huo Yanyan and the Flame Spirit Gate Immortal Array was actually cut off by the Black Giant Shengsheng.

The icy blade of the sword slashed through the center of the flames of the flame at lightning speed.

Huo Yanyan frowned, so at the forehead level with the center of his eyebrows, a smooth opening was opened, across the entire forehead, and under the flesh and blood were neatly cut white bones.

There was no doubt that if the black giant had gone one more inch, the blade would have sliced through Huo Yanyan's brain.

The autumn wind poured into the cranial cavity from the incision, like thousands of steel needles piercing, and the perception ability of the spiritual void realm power was particularly keen, but at this moment, it became a huge burden for Huo Yanyan.

At the peak of the Spiritual Void Realm, the perception ability is a hundred times that of ordinary people, and the pain will also be magnified a hundred times.

Huo Yanyan felt as if he was in a sea of pain, and it was difficult to breathe.

He clutched his head frantically, and from time to time he slapped his hand on the skull as if he were crazy. >