"Wait for the rest of the Calamity to wake up?"

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the ghost disaster, "We are fighting for the Lord in the Ten Thousand Realms, where can we stop and move forward?" A mere wall of rune light makes us helpless, hmph, I want to see where it is sacred?"

He looked into the distance, which was the direction of the Sword Sect.

He knows.

The one who laid down this rune light wall must be that Yi Changqing!

Judging from the information investigated these days, there is no one else in this world who has this ability except for Yi Changqing.

One man stopped them all.

Just one person......

What kind of person is that?

The Ghost Calamity couldn't help but be curious, and was also full of murderous intent, "This Yi Changqing is the biggest obstacle to our conquest of this realm, this person must die!"

"But this person's combat power is extraordinary, the thunder disaster, the disaster and the two died at the hands of the other party one after another, and I am by no means his opponent with my own strength. ”

"It's just that I have the Ghost King Mask in my hand, even if I can't beat it, I can get out of it, instead of wasting time waiting for the rest of the calamity stars to awaken, it's better to test what this person ......can do first."

The Ghost Disaster thought to himself, and then handed over the matter of this place to Fu Yi to deal with, and sent a message to the Dragon Disaster to inform him of his thoughts.

When the Dragon Calamity heard this, he sent a message in his mind: "That Yi Changqing killed the Thunder Calamity with just a sword qi clone, and the strength is probably far superior to the other ten calamities except for the Desire Calamity and the Star Calamity, and the masters in the Sword Sect are like clouds, are you really sure that you are going to take an adventure?"

The Ghost Calamity sneered: "Otherwise, why are you waiting here? Who knows how long they will sleep for the Desire Disaster, the Star Calamity, if they sleep for 1,800 years, will we have to wait here for 1,800 years?"

"It won't take that long, two years at most. ”

"Two years is enough for me to wait, after sleeping for so long, I have to stop moving my body, this body is going to be wasted, you can rest assured, I have my own measure, at least, I will not die in the Sword Sect!"

Ghost Calamity said confidently.

Hearing this, Long Kao's heart moved, as if he thought of something, and then said: "Okay, whatever you want, be careful yourself." ”

"Well, good. ”

The figure of the ghost plague swept through the air like a phantom, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers passed in the blink of an eye, and three days later, he came to a mountain gate.

In front of the mountain gate, a sword-shaped stone monument stands.

The stele is engraved with the four characters of the Evergreen Sword Sect, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the iron painting silver hook, and there is a kind of terrifying sword artistic conception contained in it when you take a closer look.

That kind of sword artistic conception, even if it is a ghost disaster, I am a little surprised.

"The person who wrote these four words is at least the peerless king, could it be that Yi Changqing?heh, no matter what, it's coming, let's make a big fuss, let me see how many masters there are in this Sword Sect!!"

The Devil Plague took a deep breath, and a bright light bloomed in his eyes.

He raised his palm, and a lot of resentment gathered.

A palm blasted towards the mountain road in front of him, and wherever the terrifying resentment spiritual power went, everything withered, and these resentful qi turned into hideous demons, raging within the scope of the Sword Sect.

In the Sword Sect, a group of disciples were aware of it.

"What's the situation, what the hell is this?"

"What an amazing resentment!"

"It's not good, there's an enemy coming. ”

"Hmph, who the hell is so bold!"

"Kill!!"

Within the Sword Sect, most of them are transferring people from all over the place.

But the Sword Sect is not unguarded.

I saw more than a hundred sword guards rushing out, and the sharp sword qi roared in.

All the resentful evil ghosts that were close to the sword qi were all strangled cleanly, but the evil ghosts continued to condense from the long river of resentment.

Like, endlessly!

At this moment, a purple sword light burst out from the main hall.

The purple sword light is domineering and boundless.

The long river of resentment was shattered by this sword!

I saw the ghost disaster chuckle, "Sure enough, there are masters." ”

He slapped out the shattering sword qi with one palm.

Listening to the Sword Palace, a handsome man in a white robe slowly walked out, holding a bladeless black long sword, with a cold aura entwined on it, and at a glance, he knew that it was a peerless fierce sword.

The person who made the shot was Sword Sect Xuanjiu.

He looked at the ghost disaster, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he knew from the other party's eyes with red eyes on a black background that the comer had been invaded by the will of black mud.

And this kind of strength is far beyond the ordinary peerless king.

"Is it just you?"

The ghost disaster looked at Xuan Jiu and said lightly.

In the palm of his hand, the black gas was permeated, condensing into a ghost-headed broadsword.

"It's really bold for a person to dare to come to the Sword Sect. ”

Xuan Jiu opened his mouth indifferently, and with a flick of the Immortal Emperor in his hand, a purple terrifying sword qi instantly erupted, tearing open the void and slashing towards the ghost calamity.

"That's it?" Ghost Scourges sneered, and the Ghost Head slashed!

The knife struck with purple sword light.

I saw that the purple sword light exploded in an instant, and a black sword qi was like a bamboo, wrapped in boundless resentment and counterattacked towards Xuan Jiu!

"This knife is not easy to block!"

Xuan Jiu's pupils shrank slightly.

He didn't dare to be careless, and urged his spiritual power to the extreme.

The kingship of the peerless sword has exploded!

A sword is slashed out, and the Tiance sword trick is cast!

Sword qi, sword qi collided in mid-air, and the aftermath of terrifying energy poured out like a flood, and the disciples of the Sword Sect all fell out.

"It's so strong!"

"This is a peerless king war, we can't interfere, retreat!"

"Retreat first, we are not opponents!"

Sou......

Xuan Jiu stepped out in one step, holding the Emperor of the Underworld without a blade.

He leapfrogged the energy storm and aimed his sword at the head of the Demon Calamity.

And the ghost disaster did not back down, and raised his hand to meet it with a knife.

There was a sonorous sound, as if the sound wave of substance spread out.

"Is that all?"

The ghost disaster took the Xuanjiu sword violently, and although the ground under his feet exploded, he did not move an inch.

Xuanjiu's pupils shrank.

"Stand down!"

The spiritual power in the body of the ghost disaster operated, and the blade of the sword shook, and a huge impact force erupted, Xuan Jiu was actually shocked back hundreds of zhang, his arm trembled a little, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword cracked, overflowing with blood.

"Which of the Ten Plagues are you?"

Xuan Jiu opened his mouth and asked, according to his location, among the red-eyed martial artists, there was only an existence like the Ten Calamities with this kind of strong strength.

"I am...... Plague!"

A burst of applause.

Rolling resentment poured out like a floodgate.

Soon, the entire Sword Sect was shrouded in gloomy resentment.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see the scene of ten thousand ghosts crying.

Whizzing......

Two figures came in front of Xuan Jiu.

It is Song Feng, the king of Shura City, and Yu Huiying.

"My God, this kind of resentful sword pressure, I guess only my friend's war puppet can compare, we are not opponents. ”

Yu Huiying swallowed her saliva and said.

That being said, she held the sword in her hand.

The sword is swirling, and it can be used at any time.

"Three against one, it is estimated that it can fight. ”

Song Feng took a deep breath, and the sickle in his hand bloomed with a cold meaning.

"Oh, can you fight?" Ghost Calamity suddenly sneered, black lines spread on his face, condensing into a pitch-black ghost face, and the aura on his body skyrocketed to a level, "Are you kidding?"

The ghost disaster is unstoppable!

Xuan Jiu and the others were forced to take a step back by this momentum!

"It's so strong!!"

"This is definitely more than the peerless king!

Airplanes......

At this moment, a pitch-black magic sword fell from the sky like a meteor.

The magic sword stationed, and a cold sword pressure erupted.