This sword seemed to have cut through the starry sky and shattered the stars! There was only a dark night in his eyes, and between the nights, a trace of cold light was so eye-catching, so fast, so sharp......

Between heaven and earth, there is a scene that has long been extinct in the world.

On one side, the wind and snow are like a curtain, and the light refracted by the ice in the moonlight will reflect here like a fairyland!

On the other side, the sand and dust were rolling, and in front of the gloomy rope was a little star that cut through the night, emerging in the vastness.

The two of them pointed their swords forward, like two avenues to heaven, and there was a person in the place where the sword was, that was the two people personally pointed out by the disciple surnamed Wang when he was in retreat, during which the demon sect demon cultivator was the two with the highest cultivation, and he was also the leader of the demon sect here.

The sword is like ice, the person is like a fairy, the cold face of the night and snow is full of solemnity, and the sword has fallen in the white clothes.

Where does the sword fall?

The eyes of the night cold snow are cold, this sword did not take the life of the person in front of him!

Before this sword fell, Lao Jiu's pupils reflected the cold edge of this sword, and the moment he saw this sword, he knew that he couldn't dodge this sword! Since ancient times, how many demons and monsters have been slashed under this sword, compared to him, it is just a drop in the ocean, even if it is just a little girl The sword flies to, it is not something he can dodge.

Although this sword technique has never been seen, it has a great reputation among the demon gates!

The Divine Sword of Inviting Moon Peak - Cold Ice Moon! The person holding this sword has the same rights as the Lord of Inviting Moon Peak in the Heavenly Immortal Gate, so this sword is also considered to be the successor of the next Inviting Moon Peak as recognized by the Lord of Inviting Moon Peak!

What he never imagined was that this sword would appear here, in the hands of a little girl, and be slashing at him!

Seeing this sword, he didn't think much else, and immediately used his most powerful means and the fastest technique! And at this moment, he frantically burned his spiritual power.

The Tianxian Gate has some kind of secret method of burning spiritual power cultivation, and the Demon Gate naturally has it, and it is more domineering, and the consequences are naturally more serious!

Under the extreme crisis of life and death, he was crazy and desperate, and cast a spirit burning forbidden method in the demon gate!

Once this forbidden method is cast, it will cause great damage to the meridians of the body! Every breath, there will be a thousand poisonous heart-devouring pain! It is caused by the circulation of the crazy surging spiritual power in the body, and if you breathe late, you will be one step closer to the ghost gate, so it is also called by the demon sect demons - ghost absolute!

In the frantic roar, Qingfeng was already submerged in his body!

Fortunately, his madness brought him a ray of life, and this sword was intended to cut off his life, but the crisis between life and death caused him to burst out with incredible potential, and he was able to escape the fatal point!

This sword was extremely painful to enter the body, but under the secret method of 'Ghost Absolute 'Demon', he roared madly as if he was unconscious of it, and the astonishing momentum spread, and the explosive energy shattered all the black robes he was wrapped in, revealing his emaciated body, but under his crazy momentum, he seemed to be as burly as a mountain!

Retreat, retreat, retreat and retreat!

The sword had entered the body, dripping with blood, and as soon as it was sprinkled into the air, it was frozen into ice beads by the cold air from the sword body.

However, the sword momentum has not stopped, and it is still rolling in the wind and snow, which is bound to extinguish all his hopes for survival!

As he retreated, his eyes were as red as blood, staring at those cold eyes tightly, after all, he had too little earthly experience, and he couldn't help but show a little unbearable feeling when he saw him so miserable.

Seeing this, he saw a glimmer of life, and in the roar, he grabbed the blade of the Qingfeng sword that pierced into his body, and the blood flowed out of his palm like a spring, but it was quickly frozen into ice by the cold air.

The blade of the sword was held in his left hand, and he was drenched in blood.

His right hand was still there, and without hesitation, he shook slightly, and a cold light with blue spiritual power suddenly turned into a transparent blade, piercing the neck of Ye Hanxue!

At the moment of crisis, Ye Hanxue was a little panicked, and she had never experienced a life-and-death battle, she subconsciously raised her sword and retreated, avoiding the blow of Lao Jiu's condensation of life and death!

The clothes fell suddenly, the night cold and snow stepped back again and again, and when he stopped his body, he looked up, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his cheek, and the body that wanted to move forward suddenly paused, and a drop of blood quietly slipped down his cheek.

No matter what kind of woman, she cherishes her face very much, although Ye Hanxue is dedicated to cultivation, she is still a woman, and the momentary pause naturally makes her lose the best opportunity, but her cold eyes have been completely covered by killing intent.

On the other side, although Lao Jiu made a surprise attack and forced Ye Hanxue to retreat with an amazing sword, the wind and snow that came with her wrapped him all!

For a while, the sword intent of the wind and snow filled the surroundings, and the wind was like a sword and snow, spinning and tearing everything madly!

Lao Jiu, whose breath was not yet stable, roared violently, endured the tearing of the wind and snow sword intent, and the void of his left hand stained red by blood drew a circle, and a little spiritual rhyme suddenly flashed at his fingertips, and in an instant, his eyebrows suddenly burst out of spiritual power, and a wisp of soul actually flew out from between his eyebrows.

"Annihilation!" a loud cry came from his mouth, and his blood-stained left hand squeezed the wisp of soul in his hand.

As if stained with blood, this wisp of soul turned red as blood in an instant, and then... Explosion roar!

The wind and snow were dying, and the sky was full of smoke and dust obscuring all vision.

……

On the other side, Zhao Xihu's sword fell, and the dust in the sky followed, encompassing all the surroundings, flying sand and rocks for a while, which was terrifying!

That exclamation seemed to be in his ears, but it seemed to echo from ancient times to the present, the burly body trembled slightly, and the confusion in his eyes was dispelled by the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue, his eyes were shocked, and he immediately withdrew his hands to support the formation, his face was solemn to the extreme, and he let out a roaring roar into the darkness on that side.

The cold glow in the darkness brought him an unprecedented threat, the crisis in his heart had reached its peak, he could feel his blood burning, his heart surging... Or rather, trembling.

Just like Lao Jiu's sense of crisis, he could have a hunch that this sword was not something he could dodge, so he chose to fight with his life!

With this angry shout, he set fire to everything he had, and cast the secret method of the Demon Gate-Ghost Jue! ignited the spiritual power, and burned the blood flowing in his body, burning his own longevity......

He stretched out his palm, held a black light, and looked closely, it was an awl, and what he held at such a moment was by no means ordinary, and it was true that this awl was not an ordinary thing, but an ancient treasure that he had unintentionally obtained!

Formation Breaking Cone - A strange treasure created by the ancient strange people, which can condense all the power at the tip of the awl, it is a strange thing to break the solid formation!

Since he was able to condense all his power at the tip of the awl, the power of its bloom was also terrifying! This was his only treasure, and he had only taken it out to this day to deal with the crisis that had climbed to the extreme.

He condensed all the power he could burn in this moment into the Breaking Formation Cone, and he fought everything and performed a forbidden technique in the Corpse Refining Sect!

"A thousand corpses are destroyed!"

Beside him, the two people who had never left suddenly raised their heads, they were two ordinary faces, but at this time, these two ordinary faces were full of gray death intent, and the scars of the Dao Dao were like earthworms crawling all over the two bodies, and in the pupils, were they ordinary people's eyes? There was only a piece of white, no pupils, just like ...... Dead person!

This is the strange secret method of the Corpse Refining Sect, which can refine the body of the dead into a living body, which can retain the appearance of the dead before death, but the three souls and seven spirits have long dissipated in the heaven and earth, so the body of the dead man has no consciousness and is completely controlled by the person refining the corpse.

And after Kui Luan drank that sound, the two refining corpses suddenly opened their mouths, spewing out a black poisonous mist, and their bodies also swelled in an instant.

With an explosion, the two corpses exploded, and two astonishing corpse mist exploded, filling the surroundings and enveloping the mountain.

These are two special corpse refining corpses, which are made by Kui Luan using a strange poison, once shot, they will explode into a corpse mist! This corpse mist seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is extremely faintly poisonous.

The poison of the corpse mist is not trivial, it is more than a hundred times the poison of the miasma, and mortals will fall to the ground and die if they inhale it! Even if a cultivator is an immortal, it is difficult to resist, and if he accidentally inhales the corpse mist, it will poison his internal organs in a few moments, and even if he cultivates to suppress it, it will be difficult to survive.

And although the poison of the corpse mist floats in the air, it is extremely heavy, and it is difficult to shake the ordinary wind, which is weird.

At the moment when the two refining corpses swelled and exploded, Kui Luan took out two antidotes from his sleeve and put them into his mouth.

The vast sword also came at this moment, and in the cold light that suddenly appeared, a cold gaze fell on Kui Luan.

Staring at it, Zhao Xihu, who was dressed in the costume of a disciple of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, had an extremely cold expression, and the burning killing intent in his chest made his eyes cold.

"This is ......" Looking at Qingfeng in Zhao Xihu's hand, the dignified face of the burly man suddenly turned pale.

Longhui Peak Vein to Treasure Divine Sword - the end of life!

Although he had never seen its true face, he had described the appearance of this sword from the mouths of some sect seniors, as for its name, who didn't know who didn't know?

A sword in the vast expanse is falling from the sky!

Where is the sky? Look up is the sky, it is the sky!

This sword technique, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth, is like a shock, not as gorgeous as a sword in a cold day, only as fast as thunder and lightning!

With the sound of the wind, breaking through all obstacles, before the wind swept the sky, the sword light fell.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the poisonous mist and mist were all smashed by this sword light, the rocks under his feet were shattered, and there were criss-crossing sword marks everywhere around, whether it was a small piece of rock or a green grass, there were sword marks, dense, like thousands of snakes and ants, which made people's hearts palpitate......