The space twisted, and the two jet-black rainbows were constantly entangled and fighting, sometimes closing and sometimes separating, their respective opponents were a blind man holding an iron sword, and a black-clothed sword cultivator carrying a paper lantern.

Qi Rust opened and closed his sword widely, and the sword momentum was extremely turbulent, as if he was going to split all the pitch black chaos in front of him!

This is the unique sword intent of Shushan.

Not only Xu Zang, he had also cultivated such a sword heart, no matter how strong the opponent was, he would never flinch when he held the sword.

Xu Lai's paper lantern, contaminated with the meaning of wind and frost, kept flying, and was thrown high by him, sometimes broken and sometimes condensed, secretly merging the avenue, and the frequency of its closure and separation was almost synchronous with the two elders of the Netherworld.

The killing methods of these two big demons are extremely strange and elusive, but no matter where they appear, they will be illuminated by this lantern for the first time.

This is the secret of the Lotus Pavilion.

The technique of Thousand Machines seems to be ordinary, but after cultivating to the realm of Xingjun, it has a miraculous effect in battle, this technique not only greatly enhances Xu Lai's mental strength, but also directly captures the "return" of the sword qi in his own body where the lantern shines.

Xu Lai is dedicated to controlling the lantern, and the other is to control the flying sword, the frozen flying swords in the big snow cave swept out together, although the number is not as good as the "sword collection" left by Pei Min to the girl, but there are hundreds of densely packed with them, and the flying swords are exquisitely clear, as bright as snowflakes, and they are swarming and flying, and the frost and cold will shroud the heads of the two.

The expressions of the two elders of the Netherworld were quite ugly, and the strength of these two Terran Star Monarchs should not be underestimated.

The two long rainbows returned to the earth, and the black mist swayed and broke away, revealing two gloomy faces.

One of them frowned, looked back in the direction of the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm, and muttered in confusion:

"Ancestor?"

The other person immediately felt a sense in his heart, he raised his palm in disbelief, and the blood in his palm surged slowly, like a red snake, drilling through the skin, sometimes bulging and sometimes denting, and these blood actually vaguely pointed in one direction...... With the strength of the bloodline of the two of them, there is only one who can evoke this kind of induction, except for Lord White Emperor.

Mustard Seed Mountain, the "blood of the ancestors" in Tianhai Tower.

"Young Master......" The expression of the two elders of the Netherworld immediately changed.

Bai Rulai used the "blood of the ancestors"!

Not only did the expressions of the two of them change, but even Qi Rust and Xu Lai sensed a strong momentum rising...... The blind man's expression was a little confused at first, and then the corners of his lips curled slightly, and the momentum he sensed was like a frost grass that had broken through the soil, and after revealing its posture, it could no longer be suppressed, pointing to the sky.

Until the sky is reached.

This is a sword momentum!

It's an ancient sword with a dead breath, the awakening after the dust is gone!

"Little Junior Brother ......"

Qi Rust's hand holding the iron sword loosened and clenched.

He smiled with relief, he hadn't seen him for three years, and the little junior brother had become a person who could take charge of himself.

Although they didn't meet, this sword momentum was very familiar to him, and many years ago, there was also a person who exuded a sword momentum that was almost the same as this.

The same domineering, contemptive.

Qi Rust raised his head, he was born in Shu Mountain, and his perception was naturally very strong, in addition to the rise of the little junior brother's sword momentum, there was another extremely sharp demonic power awakening...... Before, he heard the muttering of the second elder of the Netherworld, and he had already roughly understood in his heart that the opponent of the junior brother this time was probably the "blood of the ancestor" left by the old ancestor of the Dapeng Bird.

Senior Sister Qianshou once preached to herself, saying that the horror of the "Nirvana" realm, as her words, this great realm has an extremely clear understanding of "life and death", the higher you go, the closer you get to the legendary "immortal" realm, the more your own blood, flesh and blood, the farther away from mortals...... The ancestor of the Dapeng Bird that left the Mustard Mountain Tianhai Tower, it is said that he had already stepped into immortality with half a foot.

A drop of blood can see God.

With the body of the Little White Emperor of the Eastern Demon Domain, you can reproduce the peak posture of your youth.

Little junior brother, is it the opponent of that ancestor?

Qi Rust was a little nervous.

......

......

It's not just the battlefield where Qi Rust and Xu Lai are.

From the time the ancestor of the Dapeng Bird manifested himself through blood, wisps of golden light overflowed, this was not only the "light" seen by the naked eye, but also a kind of suppression of the blood of the demon clan, and all the creatures in the Eastern Demon Domain raised their heads and looked in the direction where the ancestor was.

"Ancestor apparition!"

"Is there a big war coming...... The opponent of the Ancestor is the Terran Sword Cultivator surnamed Ning!"

A terrifying voice sounded from the area shrouded by the Tianhai Tower, and as shocked as these demon clans, there were also those flying sword and sword cultivators flying from the head of the northern city.

The ancestor of the Dapeng Bird in the Eastern Demon Domain used blood to manifest his spirit and wanted to suppress Ning Yi.

The sword momentum that rose from the ground, wild and wide-eyed, soared into the sky.

Dressed in a red robe, shuttling among the demon tides, the long sword at her waist was not even unsheathed, she stepped on the ground with one foot, her body was as light as reeds, like a sharp arrow that shot fast, and instantly swept through a demon tide.

Ye Hongfu ran on the land of the Gray Land Realm, her expression was as indifferent as usual, this battlefield was now boiling to the extreme, and those young geniuses of the demon clan, no one dared to stop her at all...... In this realm, no one knows the name of Luojia Ye Hongfu, this is a human swordsmanship genius on the same level as the demon clan Jiang Bai, and no one at the same level will touch her brow.

She stopped abruptly.

Look in the direction of the sword rising.

The little mountain master of Luojia Mountain looked stunned, her fingertips involuntarily pinched into her palm, and the aura of this sword momentum ...... It reminded her of the sword cultivator surnamed Xu many years ago, these two sword postures have great similarities, but they are also different.

Xu Zang's sword is a kind of loneliness, and it is also dead.

But Ning Yi's sword, which is equally powerful, is ...... With vitality, there is also a kind of self-respecting domineering that cannot be concealed.

......

......

The blade of the sword up to the Roc bird.

Ning Yi slashed down abruptly, and a semicircular huge arc of sword qi came out from in front of him, and the entire ground was shattered, and where the sword qi passed, a huge ravine was directly plowed out——

"The generation of rice grains, also shines?"

The ancestor looked up to the sky and roared, and the white robe exploded, revealing the golden body of the upper body like the Bodhisattva King Kong, he had no intention of dodging at all, raised his hands, and actually wanted to clamp the brilliant sword.

In the ancient era, Dapeng Bird's physical physique was unparalleled in the world, and as an "invincible" who swept through an era, he never lost to anyone in terms of Taoism, divine soul, or physique.

Ning Yi is a sword cultivator.

The strongest sword cultivation is killing power.

Then he will shake the sword of killing intent of sword cultivation!

The majestic sword light crushed by, and the blazing divine brilliance was really stopped by a resistance, and the hair of the ancestor of the Eastern Demon Domain was blown by the wind, and there was a strong divine flow in each strand...... It's hard to imagine that the drop of essence blood left by this ancestor in the Tianhai Tower, just a drop of essence blood, contains such a rich divinity!

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes.

The chest of the ancestor of the Dapeng Bird was bulging, his hands were folded, and there was a "heavenly moat" of several feet in the middle, and the violent divine sword qi continued to explode in the palm of his hand, and it could be seen that his palm body continued to explode out of the vajra fragments, pieces like golden porcelain.

The moment the sword qi crossed, the blazing light drowned the ancestor—

No one saw it.

This Mustard Mountain Ancestor, the moment his hands touched the sword qi, his expression changed drastically, but his feet stepped on the ground and never retreated.

"Boom—"

This huge sword qi seemed to have touched the edge of the world, and it couldn't take a step forward, so it gradually extinguished on this mirror, countless smoke and dust puffed up, and in a cloud of dust, the world seemed to be silent.

Ning Yi stood in the distance, his expression was a little subtle, this was the divine sword qi of the sword wielder, and it was the first time that someone had taken it hard...... And it's still freehanded, I have to admit that the ancestor of the Dapeng Bird was really powerful when he was young, far surpassing his peers.

A drop of blood evolved the cultivation of the life star, I don't know if it has perfectly replicated the original peak.

But this drop of blood is indeed enough to sweep this realm.

In the smoke and dust, a figure slowly walked out.

The ancestor of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, with a calm and indifferent expression, his hands on his back did not seem to have even a trace of injury on his body, but his breath was "slightly" disordered.

His voice was a little hoarse, but he still smiled: "It's just a sword cultivator, but that's it." ”

The hands behind his back were already trembling uncontrollably, especially the fingertips, the flesh and blood were blurred, and they were miserable.

As he spoke, the divinity in his blood surged wildly, enveloping the palms of his hands, and the part that had previously shook Ning Yi's sword qi was ...... These divinities, with their extremely powerful healing powers, want to repair the damaged parts.

But his expression quickly stiffened.

What kind of sword qi is this...... Can't even be repaired?

In the past, he used his divine instinct to heal in a few breaths, but this sword wound was repaired extremely slowly, and it was only half repaired until now!

What kind of freak is this Terran Sword Cultivator?

At this moment, Ning Yi also looked gloomy, his eyes did not blink for a moment, staring at the ancestor of the Dapeng Bird who had regained his youthful appearance.

It was really hard for him to believe that there really was such a created star figure in this world, who could catch the sword with his bare hands and not lose his physique.

Today, the strength of this ancestor can be seen...... Then those great powers in the ancient era, each dominating the ancient emperors of an era, are all anti-heaven figures.

His mind swept around, wanting to get a glimpse of what was going on.

But that ancestor's body was shrouded in a layer of awe-inspiring aura, and even his own divine thoughts could not penetrate the three-foot range.

Then Ning Yi's eyes suddenly froze.

He caught a glimpse of the ancestor's hands behind his back, seemingly as steady as Mount Tai in the eight winds, but there was a drop of golden blood, slowly condensed, and slid down with a "click".

Ning Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

He complimented him with a smile: "It is worthy of being the ancestor of the mountain, admire and admire." ”

The Eastern Demon Domain is in the same vein, and his style of acting is extremely domineering, and he wants to save face.

Ning Yi now finally knows who this vein's style continues from.