When Xuan Qing heard this, his face was hideous like a fierce demon, and the blue light of his palms closed the space, which was to hold the holy soul in his hands.

Streams of holy qi rushed in, and the light of the holy soul became more and more dim.

"Let me go, as long as I spare my life, my ghost sword can betray the three major sword sects, and I can do whatever I want!

Feeling Xuan Qing's murderous aura, the ghost sword was completely frightened, and roared.

He is a saint, a saint who can live for tens of thousands of years, so he naturally doesn't want to be a saint.

As if hearing the words of the Ghost Sword Saint, Mu Beitian's momentum dissipated.

Hearing this, 6 Feng also sneered, keeping him by his side with the character of a ghost sword saint is tantamount to raising a poisonous snake that will bite people at any time.

This kind of person who can betray everything in order to survive, 6 Feng doesn't dare to ask for it.

Xuanqing glanced at 6 peaks, then closed his eyes slightly, two lines of cloudy old tears remained, and said to himself: "Great Xuan Sages, Great Xuan Sects, today I, Xuan Qing, have finally avenged you." ”

The sound fell.

The holy qi in Xuan Qing's palm surged, instantly obliterating the holy soul, and only a dark gray holy source floated in the air, exuding an extremely pure aura.

Although this group of holy sources is only a lower-level saint realm, if it is taken out for auction, even if it takes a few holy relics, few people are willing to exchange them.

You must know that a holy source can increase the chances of a quasi-saint three realms martial artists stepping into a saint by a full fifty percent.

The odds are almost terrifying, enough to drive people crazy.

There are only a few saints in the entire Eastern Xuan Domain.

Xuan Qing wiped away the muddy old tears, and he exhaled a deep breath of white breath after his great revenge, sealed the holy source in the jade bottle, handed it to 6 Feng, and said: "This great revenge will be avenged, and my Xuan Qing will not be able to repay it, and this old life will be handed over to the young master." ”

6 Feng was silent and took the Holy Source over.

With the Holy Source, he could break through to the quasi-holy realm in the shortest possible time.

And he looked at the messy Ghost Sword Sect at this moment, glanced at Bai Chengshan, and said, "For the rest of the people, you can take action to clean them all up, don't miss some." ”

Bai Chengshan nodded hurriedly, today he saw the Ghost Sword Saint Fall, if he dared to have two hearts, this would be his end.

With Bai Chengshan, a Saint Realm powerhouse, those people of the Ghost Sword Sect were like sheep, almost slaughtered in a row.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and the people of the Sword Ming Hall vented the humiliation they had suffered for thousands of years, and some people even broke through the realm because of this.

"There are so many primordial god seeds here, and there are even my Jianmingtang in it!"

At this moment, Luo Chen slashed the most dense hall of the Ghost Sword Sect with a few swords, and there were nearly a thousand primordial god seeds in the light cluster condensed in his palm.

"The soul power in the primordial god seed can cultivate spiritual power, this ghost sword is indeed damned. ”

6 Feng's face was also cold, and he immediately said to Xuan Qing, "Take away all the things of the Ghost Sword Sect, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, return to the Holy City as soon as possible." ”

Their movements were very fast, and the Ghost Sword Sect's thousands of years of accumulation were all taken away at this moment, becoming the resources of the powerful Sword Ming Hall.

6 Feng gave a signal, beckoning Ouyang Sage to retreat.

"Let's go!"

After seeing the complete destruction of the Ghost Sword Sect, 6 Feng turned around and led everyone back to the Holy City.

And not long after they returned to the Holy City, Ouyang Fang had also returned with the powerhouses of the Heavenly End Sea Pavilion.

There were thick blood stains on his body, but the expression on his face was extremely excited, and he laughed and said, "It seems that you have succeeded, and this battle is fought happily." ”

Having killed a saint of the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, Ouyang was equally happy in his peace of mind.

6 Feng's eyes were sharp, and he said: "The Ghost Sword Saint is dead, this time thanks to the help of Ouyang Saint, otherwise he would not be able to succeed smoothly." ”

"Do you want to destroy the saint of the Ling Sword Sect after a while?"

Hearing this, 6 Feng shook his head: "This time Mu Beitian has already taken precautions, then the saint of the Ling Sword Sect is afraid that he will not dare to stay in the Sword Sect alone, he will definitely look for Mu Beitian to take refuge, and there will always be a chance in the future." ”

Ouyang thought about it, and immediately felt that it was reasonable, so he dispelled this idea.

The demise of the Ghost Sword Sect didn't take long to cause an earthquake-like sensation throughout the Holy City.

For many years, no saint has fallen in the Holy City.

What's more, it is the three major sword sects that are backed by the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty.

The force that did it, soon they also knew that it was the hand of Tianyahai Pavilion and Jianmingtang together, and even Mu Beitian couldn't stop it.

However, they were not surprised except that they were shocked, after all, these major forces were rivals between each other, and this time it was just a big loss for the three major sword sects.

After this incident, the three major sword sects that have always been arrogant, and the people of the two major sword sects are also much more low-key, and even the saints of the Ling Sword Sect have gone to the Absolute Sword Sect, and they dare not be alone.

In this regard, 6 Feng ignored it, and retreated in the mansion to comprehend the method of quasi-saint breakthrough, and his life passed peacefully.

Time flies by like water.

A month later, the buzz in the Holy City had gradually subsided.

Ouyang Fang had already left the Holy City with the people of the Heavenly End Pavilion after all, after all, Mu Beitian had already learned to be obedient, and it was difficult to find an opportunity to start.

6 Feng felt that it was time to leave, so he immediately went to Jianming Hall, found Luo Chen, and said, "I will leave tomorrow, and the affairs of Jianming Hall will still be handled by Luo Sheng." ”

"Lord 6 Peak, what should Jian Mingtang do in the future?"

Luo Chen straightened his waist, his face full of red light.

Although the young man in front of him is only the Nine Changes, his strength is far from being comparable to the realm, and he is also the spokesperson of the Nine Shadows Sage, so he is naturally the main one.

"During this time, it is still the same as before, staying in the Holy City, and then waiting for the order of the dynasty, just waiting for the day when the dynasty completely declares war on the Mu Xing Dynasty and rebuilds. ”

6 Feng raised his head and looked at the sky slightly, as if he saw the long river of time, and seemed to see the face of the Star Emperor.

Father, are you alive or dead?

Hearing this, Luo Chen's face was full of excitement, and he even gasped heavily, and said, "As long as the dynasty can be rebuilt, even if my life is gone!"

His words were categorical, and 6 Feng was moved when he heard it.

Although the dynasty has been destroyed, the heart of the dynasty has not been extinguished, and it is still hot.

"Believe me, that day will not be too far away, and Luo Sheng will need to preside over the Jianming Hall at that time. ”

After leaving Jianmingtang, 6 Feng said goodbye to Dugu Swordsman and others in the restaurant.

"It seems that the junior brother is leaving the Holy Land, and I am afraid that it will be a long time before we can reunite on this trip. ”

The Dugu swordsman toasted 6 Feng with a glass of wine.

"Yes, I still have something to do, and I can't stay in the Holy City for long, and I will come back to the Holy City in the future to invite you to drink again. ”

6 Feng nodded slightly, and looked to the far east, where the land of dusk was.

"Then I'll wait for Brother 6 Feng's wine, I don't know if any of us will be able to become holy by then. ”

Li Jianqing laughed loudly, and immediately poured a few sips of wine.

At this moment, 6 Feng was able to drink happily with the friends he had made in the Holy Land, and he was in a very good mood, so he drank all night unconsciously.

The next morning, he quietly left.

"His natural ability, I, Li Jianqing, am ashamed of myself, if I stay in the Holy Land for a few more years, I guess this rookie will be the 6th peak of the sword list. ”

Looking at the 6 peaks leaving, Li Jianqing sighed.

Dugu Swordsman sighed with emotion: "My junior brother, when I saw him back then, he was just a pulse, but now he is not inferior to me. ”

"The Sword Ancestor opened secretly, and I felt that the atmosphere of the Holy Land had changed, and I always felt that the world would soon be turned upside down. ”

(End of chapter)