Zhou Yusheng stepped out in one step, raised his sword and slashed hard, and on the ground he pointed, it was actually rubbing, startling duckweed-like ripples, and around him, it exuded a dazzling blue brilliance.

It actually made the surrounding stones slowly float an inch, and in a radius of hundreds of miles nearby, the stones floated slightly, and the entire interface was like a cyan aura, which was quickly transmitted through the connection on these pumice stones.

"It's still space, no, it's different from the feeling of space, he seems to be creating a space. ”

Zhou Qinshang suddenly came to his senses, and the blood-red flames eroded Zhou Yusheng's skin like a swimming dragon, "Yuan!" The amazing sound turned into ripples and scattered in all directions, and the immortal puppet named Li Yuanyi just trembled slightly with the sword in his arms, and the fluctuation seemed to be cut by him, far away from his body.

Zhou Yusheng's fists were full of flames, and on his ink-black arms, circles of light blue flames rose rapidly, and one punch didn't even need a punch, quickly piercing the flames in front of him.

The moment the arms pierced into the flames, the blue and white clothes on the arms faded, and the hands exposed to the air, some of the dark palms turned into silver and black like scales, and the skin was as hard as iron, and layers of skin were constantly swallowed from the flames.

The enchantment under his feet was still crumbling, and the gray stars that appeared on his skin continued to dim, but the purple finch in his five fingers was constantly absorbing the blood seeping out of his five fingers, warming the strange purple lines on the sword's body.

"Junior!"

Zhou Qinshang was shrouded in black mist, but at this moment, he could not hide the horror in his heart, this kid's sword, even if it was extraordinary, but as the figure continued to disappear, the essence and blood in his body rolled, and although the body that was cut on the heavy sword kept collapsing, this kid's sword actually slowed down the aura flowing in his body.

Zhou Qinshang roared angrily, the sword marks on the land of Qingcang, Xuanyuan's immortal magic weapon, the majestic underground palace, the turbulent and churning sea, hidden in the mountains and seas, directly suppressed Zhou Yusheng in front of him.

But at this time, the entire slightly dull underground palace was stirring up because of the boy in the crater, and Zhou Yusheng's heart was buzzing, and there was a voice in his body, calling him all the time.

Raise the sword with blood!

The momentum of the mountains and seas is unflattenable, the sound of the sword roar, like the rain, the dead eyes stared at the chaotic sky, the eyes were sharp, and the fluctuations of the half-step six tribulations directly erupted, and even the entire sky was rising with the breath of silence, and the sea of clouds rushed towards the Tianzhu Peak.

"Someone destroyed Xuanqing's human realm law in Huai'an, and Chen Ru used what he got in the Taoist sect back then. ”

The astonishing fluctuations continued to collapse, and the sea of blood rose and fell and shattered.

This ray of sword light, like the light at the beginning of the opening of the sky, split through the waves of Wanjun, invincible, and directly chiseled through a whole turbulent sea of blood.

The dry and pale expression, looking up at the dawn of the sword qi cut out of the sky, the pale face was slightly excited, a black and white stick shadow, from the chaotic sky, the thunderous sky, as if to break the entire sky, only half of the stick body was left, but there was no empty head.

"Heartless!" The young monk who looked extremely young, holding a stick in one hand at this time, his eyes were indifferent, and the golden red martial arts stick rushed towards Zhou Qinshang.

"Snort".

A wisp of sword qi pierced Zhou Qin Shang's chest.

The silence swept with a sword, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant, the majestic power of heaven and earth spread out under his feet, and the condensed aura suddenly made the ground tremble.

He let out a long roar and hung above the Heavenly Candle Peak Earth Boundary, and the anger that had been precipitated for a long time burst out vividly at this moment- The head of "Zhou Qin Shang" was swept away by the sword qi, and at the same time, the whole body rose and fell violently, and then a pool of golden blood exploded!

Heaven and earth are silent!

"Why do you think you can kill me?"

The dissipated black mist re-condensed, and wisps of golden blood qi converged and gradually distorted, forming a "human form".

"Silence, you are still the same as back then, with a heart of benevolence and righteousness, but you are never worthy of the sword of the monarch's way. ”

His voice trembled from the black mist, his figure fell from under the dome, and one of the golden thunder lights suddenly lit up, where a person rushed out of the chaotic sky alone, his face was haggard in simple clothes, looking at the scene in front of him The sky was rolling, and the originally clear sky was now gray.

How is this possible?

"Back then, the order of seven killings, arrest Tang Luo's kid, Yan Nanqiu, back then, you alone introduced Tang Luo into the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, and used that sword to cut off the cause and effect between him and this world with your own hands, do you remember. ”

A sword in a scabbard

Spiritless

It's like an iron sword made by ordinary people, but when he holds the sword, the glance from a hundred years ago is a pain in his heart that is difficult to hide, when he holds the sword, he can only feel the purity in the sword, but he can't feel the warm sword soul.

The silence was silent, and then it was so quiet that the monks in the entire Heavenly Candle Peak Earth Realm naturally recognized Tang Luo, and they also knew what the Seven Killings Order in his mouth was.

"You're right, I was here back then, personally sending Tang Luo into the Yellow Springs. ”

Hanging in the air, there was no relaxation, but more focused staring at the constantly flashing void in front of him.

"Nanqiu, Tang Luo was the turning point of Huainan's destiny back then, but you killed him, causing Huainan's destiny plate to shatter. In the east of the sunrise, this interface is already fragile. ......”

Zhou Qinshang's body, a mass of killing thoughts surging, this is a part of his body, it is his body and will, at this moment a low voice sounded in his throat: "There, there is a young man who can go down in history with the sword that was left alone in heaven and earth, all the way down." ”

The light that shrouded Zhou Qinshang's face dissipated bit by bit.

He looked at Zhou Qinshang and said, "Who is it?" I will kill him." ”

"I didn't expect that after ancient times, such a person could still appear, it's really interesting. ”

Standing above the heads of the two of them, leaning over and staring at the astonishing ravine created by the violent explosion at their feet, there was a young man, standing alone, the look in his eyes dim, but he still held his sword, and with his last breath left, he paced towards the black circle that had collapsed.

"Someone you didn't expect. Zhou Qinshang's face was expressionless, he turned his palm, his arm crackled like fried beans, and he said indifferently: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

"Really?"

A low laugh.

The two voices that were spit out by the void at the same time, one was unrecognizable, his clothes were torn, and his breath was like a gossamer, and the sword he was holding was recognized by Silence at a glance.

"Disciples of Tianlan Academy, I didn't expect that there would really be fish that slipped through the net. ”

Zhou Qinshang stared at the young man who was shrouded in blood mist, and sneered: "Actually, that position back then should have been yours. ”

Zhou Jiannan, who was standing at the crossroads of the Nine Turns Secret Realm, his eyelids twitched slightly, he stopped still, raised his eyes to look at the clear sky, and let out a puzzled sigh.

A whole sea of blood was slashed apart by the sword qi.

At this moment, Zhou Yusheng turned into a holy light that overcame all obstacles.

Beside him, stood a purple-robed young man, holding a sword with an expressionless face.

A purple sparrow, the sword shape of the sword body was annihilated in the brilliance, leaving a narrow sword intent.

This sword intent confirms Zhou Yusheng's Dao heart.

"If the seven killings are out, why take them back!"

Even before reincarnation, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and looked down on life and death, just like back then, he admired the clarity and freedom in his eyes.

This is one sword, and ten thousand swords, nothingness, and everything.

"Tear up".

As before, this sword shattered everything, nothing could stop it, and Zhou Qinshang's killing intent was completely unable to parry or resist under this sword.

"In the lower plane, there is actually a person who is a half-step leader!"

The avenue of heaven and earth, a sword travels far away.

In an instant, he traveled for several miles and slashed with a sword!

"Rare!"

This is a sword, the sword in the scabbard of the purple-robed young man shook slightly, the lonely chest, picking tendons and broken bones, the flesh has already reached the extreme of this interface, the silence of the flesh has already reached the extreme, there is no fancy sword in that simplicity, it is soft like a child shouting to fight with an adult.

After the sharp pain, his mind was clearer than ever, and when his eyes opened dimly, a tingling sensation swept through his body, but he still couldn't help but look at the scabbard that had not revealed the hilt.

Every skin, every inch of flesh and bones, every cell, breathed deeply until it penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the blood boiled like magma.

"Those who practice the sword to the extreme, the sword moves with the heart"

Li Yuan turned his head to look at him, under pressure, no one in the Heavenly Candle Peak Realm dared to provoke this extremely young sword cultivator, but his strength controlled everyone present.

Zhou Qinshang raised his eyes to look at him, there was no look in his eyes, from the time when the young man first appeared, the aura in his body began to tremble, he knew that this person was definitely not something he could provoke.

The overcrowded immigration official road in the capital, the old way of watching the sky at night in the mansion, the still porcelain bowl, the bamboo sticks that stop and turn, all the eyes of the entire Huai world are gathered together.

There was a sword cultivator who was enough to dominate the entire Xuanyuan, and beside him, there was only a young man who was uncertain about his life and death.

"My lord!" The government soldiers who blocked the people outside the Huainan border took the initiative to make way for a way, and this kind old man, carrying a huge jade gourd, entered the capital under the leadership of the officers and soldiers.

"He is an immortal puppet, an immortal puppet that has reached the Dao system. ”