After the Mighty Sword Mountain exploded, an extremely thick sword aura erupted instead, and the vast sword mound under the mountain appeared, as if countless ancient swords were 'inserted' on the ground.

And the Haotian Sword that 'shot' into the exploding sky released a strong sword qi to disperse the endless explosion.

Seeing that Wan Jianxiang, the master of the Great Sword Sect, grabbed the broad long sword, Zheng Fan couldn't help but realize that the final battle between the Great Sword Sect and the Demon Dao powerhouse to decide life and death was about to break out.

"The Haotian Sword has appeared, and the sword mound has also been revealed, but these monsters of the Demon Dao seem to have some reservations, and the situation is not optimistic, I thought that I could use the heritage and combat power of the Haojian Sect to destroy one or two more Demon Dao powerhouses, it seems that on top of the Six Sects, the Demon Dao attacked the Thousand Spirits Sect, not as simple as a surprise, but really has the confidence and confidence to fight with the six major sects." While Zheng Fan observed the situation, he did not forget to beware of the old man who was staring at him.

"Mu Yu, Haotian Sword and Wan Jianxiang will be 'handed over' to you, is it okay?"

Looking at Zheng Fan's old man in tattered clothes, he walked into the distance to the bark of the tree that was firmly rooted on the ancient stone ground.

"No problem, even Fu Jianchen can 'hand' it over to me."

The bark of the young man is calm and makes people hairy, and it seems to attach great importance to the old man's "handover".

"Does that tree man who can turn into the Nether Tree have any skills?" Zheng Fan was slightly shocked in his heart, guessing that the young man of the tree man might be the head of the Heavenly Corpse Sect among the six major demon sects.

The demonic powerhouses of the Demon Spirit Sect and the Blood Demon Sect were killed by Zheng Fan, and among the remaining six people, the old man in tattered clothes and the man Nan Yichen both belonged to the Heavenly Demon Sect, while Zhou Wanli and the red-clothed young 'girl' were from the Hehuan Sect, and the short old woman was a member of the Soul Devouring Demon Sect.

In Zheng Fan's opinion, the remaining bark youths are not unexpected, they are from the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

"Rumble ~~~"

Not only the ancient stone land near the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but even the Soldiers' Tomb Wasteland that could not be seen at a glance was also trembling violently, making people have a bad premonition.

"Except for the bark youth who is rooted in the ancient stone ground, the remaining powerhouses don't seem to have used powerful means, and the movement of the entire Soldier Tomb Wasteland must be because of his relationship, but why is there such a change, is this the source of his confidence to defend against Haotian Sword and Fu Jianchen alone?" Zheng Fan was secretly anxious in his heart, why didn't Fu Jianchen in the mouth of the old man in tattered clothes make a move.

At this critical moment when negligence may determine life and death, Zheng Fan thinks that it is the king to strike first and make a strong move.

If Zheng Fan didn't have the intention to use the power of the Hao Sword Sect, he could retain some of his strength, but I am afraid that he would not wait any longer.

In the rumbling vibration of the Soldier's Grave Wasteland, a Netherworld Tree had risen in the distance, growing and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bark youth who was firmly rooted in the ground did not change much on the surface after the Nether Tree appeared.

"Wan Jianxiang, you are no longer good now, do you know why the 'Gate' of the Righteous Dao Sect of the Taifeng Dynasty is so far behind our Six Great Demon Sects? That's because you are too conformist, and only by using strength to bring each other to their knees is really strong. The bark youth smiled at Wan Jianxiang, who was holding the Haotian Sword.

"The true way of cultivation is not only killing and devouring, how can people like you who only value plundering the Demon Dao understand the meaning of cultivating yourself to benefit the world." In the face of the Netherworld Tree towering from the ground, even if Wan Jianxiang did not give in on his lips, his expression became heavier and heavier.

"What's the use of talking at this time, what should I do?"

Zheng Fan guessed that as the Netherworld Tree grows, there will be unexpected situations in the future.

"The dead are silent if they are speechless, and now the people of the Great Sword Sect have almost been extinct, you can't stop it." In the process of the bark youth's flat speech, his hands had already formed a strange seal.

"Wow! Multiply! Multiply! ”

The cocoons of silkworms hanging on the Netherworld Tree quickly changed after the bark youth's hands were sealed, and a body of spiritual light drilled into the ancient stone ground.

"Corpses?"

found that the black silk like a silkworm cocoon poured into the cocoon, and gradually 'revealed' a corpse with a wounded body, Zheng Fan's heart couldn't help but sink.

What worries Zheng Fan the most is that the corpses that are 'exposed' have an unusually ancient feeling, which reminds him of the ancient battles that took place a century ago in the Soldier Tomb Wasteland.

"This guy is urging the growth of the Nether Tree, and he wants to bring out these ancient corpses from the Fallen Soldier Tomb Wasteland." Because Zheng Fan was an ancient devourer, he vaguely guessed that these ancient monks might be quite terrifying, if they were mixed with a strong existence before his death, even if Fu Jianchen of the Hao Sword Sect came out, he would not be an opponent.

"Dare to photograph the corpse that has sunk in the Netherworld, aren't you afraid of being killed by the Spiritual Void Law?" Wan Jianxiang's words had a deep meaning that Zheng Fan had not heard of before.

"My body is fused with the veins of the Netherworld, and a few insignificant ancient monk corpses are taken from the Netherworld, so I don't have to worry about the Law of Spiritual Void at all, but it should be enough to deal with you." Mu Yu, who was covered in tree bark, smiled with a smile, revealing the meaning of petty theft.

"Buzz~~~"

After the black silk like a silkworm cocoon poured into the ancient corpses, stitching and filling the damaged parts of the corpses, the ancient corpses brought out by the Netherworld Tree showed an extremely terrifying aura one after another.

"Unsheathed!"

As if he didn't dare to let the aura of the ancient corpse skyrocket endlessly, Wan Jianxiang finally made a move, causing the sword body of the Haotian Sword to slowly separate from the scabbard.

"If that's the case, maybe there's still a fight."

Seeing that it was extremely difficult for Wan Jianxiang to draw his sword out of the sheath, and a section of the sword body that broke away from the scabbard released a sword that shone the heavens and the earth and could not be suppressed, Zheng Fan couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope.

Zheng Fan really didn't expect that the broad long sword transformed by the young 'girl' would have such a radiant and wanton scene after it was unsheathed, with a strong killing intent, and even made everything in heaven and earth melt.

"Buzz~~~"

Zheng Fan's metal body seemed to resonate with the Haotian Sword, and the dense ancient texts of Dao rhyme emerged, and they also began to vibrate violently, and had a tendency to distort.

"What's the matter, I don't want to turn into a sword, I have to hold it steady." Zheng Fan used his will to influence the metal body, and soon made the metal body appear densely packed with blood, which avoided the deformation of the metal body.

"Zheng~~~"

Wan Jianxiang pulled out the Haotian Sword, which was already extremely difficult, but after Zheng Fan's metal body resonated, the Haotian Sword, which had just been unsheathed, suddenly retracted into the scabbard, and broke Wan Jianxiang's hands holding the hilt and scabbard for it.

The sword intent roared and vibrated 'swing', not only shaking ten thousand swords into the air, but also distorting the broad long sword again, becoming the appearance of a young 'girl' in white.

I saw that the young 'girl' stepped on her feet, and a white 'color' shot towards Zheng Fan's side, and came to him in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Jian Xia's exhibition, her eyes were smart but she looked like a young 'girl' in white who had never experienced the world, and approached with curiosity and closeness, Zheng Fan didn't know what to do.

After the Haotian Sword was unsheathed, the change came too quickly, not only Zheng Fan was difficult to deal with, but even Wan Jianxiang and the other demon powerhouses were a little overwhelmed.

The young 'girl' who hugged Zheng Fan's metal body did not speak, but she looked extremely intimate, and her 'fine' and 'beautiful' cheeks kept rubbing against his metal face.

"It's so fragrant and 'glamorous'!"

Zheng Fan smiled bitterly, not thinking that the young 'girl' wanted to be close to him, but came to his metal body.

"Zheng Fan ......"

Wan Jianxiang, who was blown away, had already roared as soon as he stabilized his body, and his eyes looked at Zheng Fan's surprise and anger, as if he wanted to kill him.

"I really didn't do anything!"

For the Mighty Sword Sect Master who had lost his support, Zheng Fan also didn't know what to do, and he seemed very innocent.

Especially when the situation is not optimistic, Zheng Fan doesn't know how to face it, and the young 'girl' in front of him who seems to be intimate with him.

"Hehe~~~ Can't let the Haotian Sword show its body out of the sheath, it's difficult for you to have any means, it is estimated that even if Fu Jianchen comes out at this time, it will be difficult to reverse the current dilemma." The bark youth smiled faintly, and the corpses of several ancient monks whose injuries and consciousness seemed to have recovered temporarily had already rushed towards Wan Jianxiang.

"Whew~~~"

Just when Wan Jianxiang felt that the general trend was gone, the sword mound that was 'exposed' by the explosion of Haojian Mountain began to release a thick sword light, which rotated and contracted like a line of ancient sword forbiddenness.

The white-haired old man sitting on the top of the sword forbidden, with five fingers in his right hand, flicked out five extremely small sword qis, and the target was to pounce on several corpses of Wan Jianxiang.

"Poof! Burst! Poof~~~"

In the face of the rich ancient breath released by the various corpses, five small and 'refined' pure sword qi actually penetrated the ancient breath defensive light shield and 'shot' into the corpse man's body.

"Boom~~~"

The three corpses who were 'shot' into their bodies by the sword qi slowly stagnated in mid-air, but there was a corpse man with dense demonic skin and extremely strong defense, rushing away from the two sword qi, and slapping towards Wan Jianxiang's 'chest' with one claw.

Even if Wan Jianxiang resisted with his horizontal sword, the ancient sword still exploded piece by piece in the midst of the corpse's grasp and twist.

"Woo~~~"

Just when Wan Jianxiang's body couldn't withstand the huge force of the corpse man to flip, the corpse man's punch actually pierced his body, and revealed an extremely thick black 'colored' fist power, extending towards the distant heaven and earth.

When the fist power disappeared like a broken line, Wan Jianxiang, the master of the Great Sword Sect, had an indissoluble fear and unwillingness on his face.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

The three corpses that were stuck in mid-air and were 'shot' into their bodies by the sword rays burst out from the inside out with a huge sword 'flower', completely tearing the corpses apart and annihilating them.

"It is worthy of being known as the first sword cultivator of the 'gate' of the Six Righteous Dao Sects, but it is really not a coincidence, the remaining corpse is unexpectedly strong, how do you explain it." The bark youth was not sorry for the three corpses being devoured by the swollen sword 'flower', but instead 'revealed' a rich smile on his face.

"Boy, I'll let Haotian Sword take you to the old man."

Faced with the threat of corpses whose sword qi was difficult to break, as well as the eyes of several demonic powerhouses, the white-haired old man who sat cross-legged and absorbed the ancient sword ban just said a word.

As the white-haired old man's mind changed, and he pinched a sword trick, affectionately calling Zheng Fan's white-clothed young 'girl', his eyes quickly became 'confused', and his delicate body released a sword ray, grabbing Zheng Fan is turn.

When the sword light converged, the figure of the young 'girl' and Zheng Fan had already disappeared in one side of the world, and even the old man in tattered clothes who threw out the 'stick' couldn't stop it.

(The second update will be sent.) ）