The fluctuation lasted for a while before it subsided, and Night Fang reigned again in the heavens. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Murong Guiyi stood in the air, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not dried, his fingers trembled at his side, his chest revealed Yin Yin's dark red, and his white and blue clothes were already in tatters. His eyes were faintly tired, and he couldn't take his eyes off the distance. When the moonlight shone and the nebula dissipated, I saw Shuo Qing kneeling with his sword, his breath was sluggish, and a mouthful of blood coughed up on the unclothed black robe, revealing the skin that was also like a ravine and a centipede.

Shuo Qing hissed and said with a smile: "It is worthy of my brother Murong, meritorious participation, presumably the immortal gods will also be afraid of you." ”

After he finished speaking, he stood up tremblingly, and the look in his eyes became more and more crazy: "I died a hundred and twenty years ago. Have you ever seen a deadly play? Hehehehe, it's my turn to teach you today, is there anything more exciting than a life-and-death confrontation with a madman who doesn't want to die? Hahahaha. He was covered in blood and blood flowing from his left hand, one palm shining red gold. He grinned and said, "Try the result of the resonance of the essence blood around my body with the Heavenly Sword, it's so exciting!" Presumably it will be passed on to future generations! It's beautiful to think about! Thousands of living beings in the South China Sea were buried with you and me, Brother Murong, this curtain call I prepared for you, do you still want it?! Hahahaha......"

Murong Guiyi looked sad, sighed, and suddenly shouted fiercely and angrily, as if thunder exploded: "Shuo Qing, your heart is full of demons, and your mind is incorrigible." He snorted coldly, raised his left hand and shook it in the air, majestic and incomparable, and said lightly: "Do you really think I didn't expect this step?" ”

Shuo Qing's pupils shrank, and his heart missed a few beats. Immediately afterwards, with him as the center, countless white points of light emerged. "You, when are you! ……”

His expression was full of surprise, and he suddenly shouted, "Is it the Four Divine Dharma?!" ”

It turned out that Murong Guiyi had been prepared early. He manipulated the twenty-eight constellations in his hands, but he had other plans in his heart. The attacks that seemed to be from different directions were out of order, but in fact, hundreds of thin lines were connected together, and they had already evolved into a formation with Shuo Qing as the center. The formation is weird and incomparable, there are no rules in the outline of the formation, every stroke breaks the tradition, every stroke is unexpected, it is based on the cultivation of the Tao of Shuoqing, and I didn't even see half of the clues. The uneasiness in his heart intensified, he looked at Murong Guiyi angrily, but he laughed and said: "Murong Guiyi, you are afraid to make these things on the side of the door, and you have insulted the reputation of the leader of the righteous path of Fuyao Mountain." If you have the courage, you will fight me with dignity. ”

Murong Guiyi didn't answer, and said to himself: "The name 'Canghai' is what I have learned from my 120 years of meditation on the top of this South China Sea Fuyao Mountain. This array is beyond the eight poles, and it has a glimpse of the cow hair of the Heavenly Dao of Time. Today's sacrifice is only for tens of millions of living beings in the South China Sea. ”

It turns out that in the past 100,000 years, countless ancestors have gone forward to enlighten and cultivate immortals, and finally glimpsed the eight great realms, which have been perfected. These Eight Great Dao are the eight supreme laws of heaven and earth, which have been passed down for hundreds of generations in the form of eight trigrams, namely the power of the dry sky representing the law of space, the power of Kundi representing the law of death, the power of leaving fire representing the law of destruction, and the power of Kanshui representing the law of supreme softness. Later, there is the power of thunder that represents the law of supreme rigidity, the power of Xunfeng that represents the law of change, the power of Genshan that represents the law of immobility, and finally the power of Ze which represents the law of life. These eight laws are mutually reinforcing, and none of them is the strongest, and none of them is the weakest. If you get a big opportunity to break it, go to the sky and enter the earth, catch the dragon and take the phoenix, but just a thought.

However, Murong Guiyi believed that the so-called Eight Great Dao was mutually reinforcing and mutually restrictive, in other words, it was not supreme. The supreme one, proud of the universe, can be called the way of heaven. The so-called way of heaven is eternal, the former can be traced back to thousands of generations, and the latter can continue to be infinite, which is Evergrande. He comprehended the way of heaven on the top of Fuyao Mountain, the spring and autumn changes, the sun and the moon alternate, and then there will be a day to penetrate the eight poles, as far as the eye can see, 80,000 miles away, the snow is chaotic, and the falling flowers are colorful.

Then his starry eyes froze.

At that moment, those petals that fell with the wind stopped for a moment.

If a leaf is no longer obscured, it is also like an initiation. It dawned on him that time could also be interfered with; It turns out that the so-called supreme heavenly path is a long river of time without beginning and end.

So in the vast universe, there is finally a person who can get a glimpse of the corner of the Heavenly Dao.

"Impossible!" Shuo Qing's face was bloody, but he found that his body seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move. The space seemed to freeze, time seemed to stop, his face turned pale, and his heart suddenly set off thousands of huge waves, and ten thousand could not fill his heart.

Above the Eight Great Dao, dare to ask how many people in the world dare to think? He cried out in a lost voice: "What time is the Heavenly Dao? How is it possible for manpower to change! You don't want it, you don't want it, you

However, his fear was even greater, for the next moment he found that his thoughts were slowing down and even his speech was getting slower. Immediately afterward, his eyes widened with anger, and he muttered to himself in his heart, "Did you lose like this?" His mind went blank, and all his senses disappeared, and he didn't know anything.

Murong Guiyi took a deep breath, and his face was even more tired. This Canghai Great Array has a lot of limitations, and General Shi came out and directly drained half of the spiritual power in his body. However, he didn't care, and his eyes looked directly at Shuo Qing dozens of feet away.

I saw Shuo Qing's expressionless face at this time, his eyes closed, and he let his body float in the sea formation, completely defenseless. However, the ancient sword Huantian was still flying smartly, staying by his side without leaving an inch, and the aurora seven-colored sword was endless, like a poisonous snake spitting apricots, and like a heavenly dragon flicking its tail. Thinking about it, although the 'Canghai' is strong, it is no longer able to restrain this magnificent sword except for Shuo Qing.

Murong Guiyi seemed to have made up his mind, and bowed slightly. Immediately after that, he stepped on the fight, and the sword in his hand showed gold, black, red, blue, purple, white, yellow, and green eight qi flowing, and the sky was pointed straight seven times, divided into a spoon shape, and it was the Big Dipper Seven Nights. In the next second, he held the peerless Qi sword and danced the seven stars in front of him, only to see that the seven stars gradually became one, turning into a ball of restrained true white, echoing in the night sky in the far north Ziwei Emperor Star.

He said softly: "Ziwei Sword Technique, punish demons and hearts." As soon as the words fell, his wrist flicked, and the true white purple microstar merged into the body of the Qi sword, he exerted force under his feet, raised his arm forward, and the sky was full of brilliance with the sword, like smashing nothingness.

If Nangong Mingxuan is present, he will definitely feel distressed: this sword is a rare two-wound spell in the swordsmanship of Fuyao Mountain, punishing the demon and punishing the heart, destroying the demon barrier, but punishing his own heart. Although the power of a sword sacrifice is overwhelming, it hurts all internal organs, and I don't know how long it will take to heal?

"Ao-" Huantian let out a mournful sword roar, although it is a rare sword in heaven and earth, but it is a single force and a thin shadow, how can it block this menacing sword? But its protector had to step forward to fight, and in an instant, he pulled out countless sword flowers and turned into an aurora dragon and bit together with the sword qi. This aurora dragon uses the Heavenly Sword Spirit as a medium, and it is extremely domineering and ferocious, and it actually blocks this galloping sword!

Murong Guiyi snorted coldly, and pointed his left hand at the body of the Qi sword, and the sword rose a few points, and it was only a stalemate for a moment, and the outcome of the victory and defeat was achieved. The light of that aurora dragon gradually dimmed, and the Ziwei Qi Sword was worthy of Murong Guiyi, and he did not hesitate to use the two-wound spell to unleash it, and the power was unparalleled. Huantian let out a long cry of pain, and in an instant, the aurora dissipated, and the entire sword was bounced away. The light of the sky in the night disappeared, turning into a breath of extremely inconspicuous mortal iron with no spiritual energy, spinning in the air, flying thousands of kilometers away to see it fall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Murong Gui won one move at a time, and the remaining power of the Ziwei Qi Sword in his hand was still there, breaking through the air and stabbing at Shuo Qing. He seemed to lose his mind for a moment, and there seemed to be ripples in his heart. More than 100 years ago, Shuo Qingshang was just a handsome young man, who first entered the rivers and lakes, although he had a good Jade Void Sword Sect Taoism, but he did not have any experience in the rivers and lakes of the city government. When they first met, they only thought that he was a boy who didn't grow up, opening his mouth to Murong Brother and closing his mouth to Sister Yunni. In the decades that followed, several people supported each other along the way. An unbreakable century-old friendship has been formed. But today, the swords are facing each other, you die and I die. Murong Gui's eyes were a little moist, and he muttered: "I won't take your life today, but only cut off your right arm where your essence and blood are collected, so that you will temporarily lose your Taoism, so as not to wake up and cause disaster to the common people." ”

Saying this, the strength in his hand weakened, and the Ziwei Qi Sword was not a little weaker. He approached Shuo Qing within a foot, and was about to pass Shuo Qing through his arm.

At this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred.