In Miaoyin Valley, two figures came in the wind, exuding a terrifying aura around them.

The stellar majesty shook out from the two of them.

Xiao Jiange stood in the wind in a mink fleece, his white hair fluttering, his eyes were cold, at this moment he was expressionless, silent and slowly came to Mei Shaoyun's body.

"Congratulations to Senior Mei!" Xiao Jiange bowed silently at Mei Shaoyun's corpse and bent down to speak, with a solemn and solemn expression.

The words fell, as if the heavens and the earth had heard it, and I saw that Mei Shaoyun's body suddenly bloomed with a piece of white and blue light, and his body suddenly turned into a little light and dissipated.

Such a change in the scene made Xiao Jiange extremely surprised, and suddenly Xiao Jiange's eyes couldn't help but condense, revealing a shocked look, and the hand holding the divine sword Nirvana trembled slightly

That little bit of light exuded a slight ethereal aura, like a meteor, it converged into a torrent and attached to the divine sword nirvana in Xiao Jian Singer, and suddenly the divine sword nirvana in Xiao Jian Singer shone brightly, and its aura suddenly soared, and a low sword roar like a dragon's groan was endless.

Xiao Jiange's heart was shocked, and his eyes were slightly moist.

He knew that this ray of light was the divine sword luck that Mei Shaoyun had transformed.

He was transported into the Holy with Divine Sword Qi, and now that he is dead, he will help Xiao Jiange again.

The Demon Sect Leader recovered from the mountain, and Mei Shaoyun fought the two demons alone at the cost of his own life to buy time for himself and Lin Tianhe.

How could such a sacrifice not move Xiao Jiange?

Xuan Moran, who was dressed in white and was like an immortal, squinted at Xiao Jiange, who was standing beside Mei Shaoyun in front of him, and there was a murderous flow in his eyes, in addition to the murderous intention, there was also a bit of jealousy.

Xiao Jiange was transported into the saint with the spirit of martial idiot, and with the divine sword in his hand, it can be said that he is no different from the martial idiot back then.

The scene of the defeat of the martial arts idiot in the past is still deep in Xuan Moran's mind and memory.

At this moment, when I saw the mink figure in front of me, I naturally couldn't help but think of that figure.

While Xuan Mo Ran was staring at Xiao Jiange, Xiao Jiange also raised his eyes to look at Xuan Mo Ran, and there was an endless killing intent in his eyes.

"Xuan Mo Ran!" Xiao Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered softly, his eyes bursting with infinite killing intent.

Several predecessors have fallen because of the Demon Sect, and the man in white in front of him is the culprit in the final analysis.

"I will seek justice from the Demon Sect for all my seniors!" Xiao Jiange said slowly, slightly raising his sleeves to make a gesture of please, and the Nirvana Sword in his hand suddenly flashed with a trace of coldness, and his divinity was released.

"It seems that it would be unwise not to cut you down at that time. Xuan Mo Ran said coldly, his expression was solemn but his eyes were not afraid, he had been in the Holy Saint for a hundred years, and the foundation of the Great Dao was extremely deep, so he was naturally not afraid of Xiao Jiange, who had only been in the Holy Saint for a few days, even if he had the Divine Sword in his hand.

"Fate. Xiao Jiange looked at Xuan Mo Ran in front of him and said slowly.

"It seems that my son has been planted in your hands. Hearing this, Xuan Mo Ran's eyes froze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly regained his composure.

His eyes became cold and indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

Faced with such a scene, Xiao Jiange's eyes flickered, and he clenched the nirvana in his hand.

is worthy of being the leader of the Demon Sect, this person is scheming, even if he is stimulated by the death of his son Xuan Mowu, it is useless.

On the state of mind, there is no flaw.

In the face of such an enemy, Xiao Jiange's heart was extremely solemn, and the person in front of him would be the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered in his life.

Moreover, Xiao Jiange himself clearly understood what this battle meant.

The outcome of this battle will mean the fate of the common people in the world and the world of the entire Central Plains.

Whether it is sinking or falling, or that glimmer of life can still make this world have that glimmer of light.

Xiao Jiange knew that all this would be on his shoulders.

For Xiao Jiange, this battle can only win, not lose!

"Whew" a cold wind blows, and when I look again, the vision has changed.

There was silence and darkness as far as the eye could see, and under the cold moon, there were two towering peaks.

Holy Realm!

Xiao Jiange and Xuan Moran exerted the power of saints at the same time, and turned the avenue of heaven and earth into a realm.

The two peaks mean the pinnacle of martial arts, and the foundation of the two people's lifelong avenues has been transformed.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the moon is cold, and the cold wind is slow.

Xiao Jiange and Xuan Moran each stood on a mountain.

At the peak of the world today, the two converged and confronted each other, and the avenue manifested a world.

"Back then, Wu Miao Peak was defeated by Wu Idiot Mu Liuchen in such a realm. Xuan Moran looked at the surrounding scenery and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Xiao Jiange smiled slightly, and said confidently: "After a hundred years, you were defeated by the hands of martial idiots in the first battle, and now you will also be defeated by me." ”

"Ha, I never thought you would come this far. Xuan Moran said with a smile.

"I came out of hibernation for a hundred years, I originally thought that my ultimate opponent would be Mu Liubai, the descendant of the martial idiot, but I didn't expect it to be you, Mu Qingyi is a good calculation. Xuan Mo said with a smile, and treated others in the same way.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but look at him when he heard this, his heart froze, and there were some ripples in his mood.

At this point, he knew that Murong Qing's real name was Mu Liubai.

It was also at this moment that Xiao Jiange realized how much sacrifice Murong Qing had paid for himself, and he also understood that Mu Qingyi did not hesitate to use Murong Qing as bait to attract the attention of the Demon Sect and dissipate much pressure for himself in order to pave the way for himself.

Murong Qing's identity as a descendant of a martial idiot naturally attracted Liu Yanran's attention.

The real martial idiot's luck will fall into the hands of anyone, whether it is Murong Qing or Xiao Jiange, it is indeed a headache for Liu Yan.

Therefore, Xiao Jiange successfully endured everything and inherited the luck of martial idiots.

Otherwise, with Liu Yanran's style, he would not have survived to this day.

"Boom" An earth-shattering sound of breaking wind suddenly rose, and suddenly the heavens and the earth trembled, only to see that the mountain peak where Xiao Jiange was located suddenly exploded, the gravel flew up, and the void was annihilated inch by inch.

Xiao Jiange's figure was even a hundred feet away, dodging this terrifying palm.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Jiange wore mink wool and moved slightly, and his eyes were cold.

Xuan Moran's scheming was extremely deep, and when he caught Xiao Jiange's mood wavering, he made a strong move, wanting to hit him by surprise.

"Hmph, your Dao heart is not bad. Xuan Mo dyed his white clothes fluttering, squinted at the mink figure and said slowly, not hiding the murderous intent flowing in his eyes.

"I will fulfill his lifelong wish for Mu Liubai. Xiao Jiange's mink velvet moved slightly, his eyes turned firm, and the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and the murderous intent was strong.

"Sizzle" A sword roar shocked the world, and under the moonlight, Xiao Jian's divine sword nirvana flashed with a trace of coldness, and an incomparable, majestic and terrifying divine power emanated from his sword.

Facing the blessing of the divine sword, Xiao Jian Gexuan, who was amazing, couldn't help but squint slightly, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

Not only did he fail in his calculations, but it made him strengthen his Dao heart, and his momentum increased by one point.

The sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth, and I saw that the chaotic and dark sky around Xiao Jiange suddenly manifested a shadow of ghosts and gods, and a scene of the capital suddenly manifested, and the majestic aura of ghosts and gods gushed out.

Xuan Moran's eyes condensed, the aura around his body soared, the blood-red thunder of the Dao Dao suddenly manifested, and the heavenly demon body was unleashed, only to see his white clothes fluttering, and the demon god's Dao body manifested, like a demon god who had descended into the world.

"This sword, respect the predecessors of the sword valley!" Xiao Jian singer The Nirvana sword sword aura was released, and the ghost and god sword intent burst out, rising into the sky like a pillar, straight into the nine heavens.

"A sword is shocking, and the ghosts and gods are all out of the way!" Xiao Jiange shouted, and the ghost god sword venerable sword Guzi has learned all his life.

In the past, the opportunity given to Xiao Jiange by the sword valley on the bank of the Yu River was that he had learned all his life, a ghost and a sword!

The sword was shocked, and the ghost and god gave way.

The aura of ghosts and gods in the sky was surging and circulating, converging like a torrent, converging towards Xiao Jiange, and suddenly Xiao Jiange turned into a terrifying black and red sword shadow, and attacked directly towards Xuan Moran.

The ghost and god sword, the sword qi soars to the sky, and the image of the ghost and god is manifested, like the honor of the ghost and god who stepped out of the sky in the drunken capital.

Xuan Mo dyed the aura of the avenue around him, the avenue of surging was manifested, and the terrifying true qi in the sky was manifested and gathered, and suddenly the vision of heaven and earth suddenly surged, the wind and thunder surged, and the blood red and purple thunder of the Dao Dao swayed, and the terrifying blood qi became one.

A shocking palm print suddenly manifested, and in the face of Xiao Jiange's powerful and terrifying sword Xuan ink dye, he also used the supreme mastery palm to gather wind and thunder, and even came out in the posture of a heavenly golem.

The two figures collided violently, and suddenly the void was annihilated, blooming like a galaxy, and the terrifying sword qi was across the eight wildernesses, and the two mountain peaks exploded one after another, like firecrackers from top to bottom inch by inch, the wind and clouds surged, flying at any time, and it was a terrifying scene.

Both of them are in the realm of saints, and every move has the atmosphere of the Great Dao, and every move and style is the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth trembling, and the heaven and earth change color for it.

After one move, in the void of annihilation, a figure flew out upside down, straight out of the void, stepping into the void, staggering, and spilling drops of blood.

The blood dripped like a pearl, and the blood of the saint shook the earth, containing the vitality of the avenue, and smashed down to the earth, within a radius of hundreds of miles, suddenly becoming a barren scene.

One move fell, and Xuan Mo Ran was defeated by a few points, and was injured for the first time.

Xuan Moran glanced at a sword wound in his hand, several inches long, deep in the bones, almost splitting half of his palm.

"It's a divine sword. Xuan Mo's face was silent, but his heart was shocked, and he felt palpitations for the power of this sword.

Xiao Jiange's sword is mighty, and he uses the Heavenly Demon Statue to resist, if it weren't for the power of this divine sword, he may not be able to be injured.

Xiao Jiange's figure stood quietly in the void, his face was also slightly pale, his figure seemed to be normal, but in fact, his body was like turning over a river and a sea, and purple thunder and lightning were swaying in his internal organs, and a huge severe pain made Xiao Jiange uncomfortable.

"Kill!" Xiao Jiange's eyes condensed, holding the void in his palm, the sky was full of innocent qi, and thousands of sword qi intertwined and condensed from the void.

"Whoosh" Xiao Jiange's battle intent rose, and his figure flashed, straight into the nine heavens.

Suddenly, the sound of thunder suddenly roared in the clouds, and within a radius of thousands of miles, one after another gravel swept up from the wind, converging into a whirlpool torrent, with Xuan Mo Dye as the center, and rushed straight to the nine heavens.

Xuan Mo Ran's eyes froze, his eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but look up at the torrent of rubble gathered around him.

I saw that above the nine heavens, in the sea of clouds, a whirlpool suddenly converged, and wisps of terrifying sword qi came out from the whirlpool of the sea of clouds.

"This is!" Xuan Mo Ran couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this.

Nine Heavens Cloud Qi, the vast coercion came from the whirlpool of the sea of clouds, and an illusory sword shadow probed out from it, and at the same time, a voice suddenly exploded between the entire heaven and earth like thunder.

"How about using the Nine Heavens as a sword?"