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Nie Fan was completely ignorant of external objects, his aura was constantly getting stronger, the Fengshen Pagoda was floating above his head, and the four swords came out together, trembling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The true yuan in his body flowed, gathering in the dantian, and the dense aura gradually became richer, and a faint trace of golden light was transmitted throughout.

The battle over the small mid-levels is becoming more and more intense, and there is demonic soil everywhere, but the strength of the small mid-levels is constantly decreasing, and it can't hold on.

"Adversary, Hugh is rampant!" Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the east, and the momentum that filled the sky gathered like a torrent of steel, rushing towards the sky above Xiaobanshan.

"Here come our allies, everyone, fight for it!" In the sky above the small mountain, someone shouted, and the sluggish momentum rose instantly.

"Jiji, it's best to come here and solve you all at once!" The devil is transformed, and the black fog is shouting.

"Really?" Suddenly, lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and countless thunderbolts poured down like jade. There is even a war spear like a Dingshan divine needle, and the crown comes from the cover.

"New Barbarian King!" The demon snorted coldly, and then sneered: "Since they are all here, let's bury them together!" ”

In the void, the black fog is churning, countless demons are emerging, all kinds of weapons are flying in the sky, and terrifying secret techniques are crisscrossing the sky, just in an instant, I don't know how many people were seriously injured and dying.

The battle has already been white-hot, and on the top of the small mountain, blood is spilled, and countless demons are scattered.

The small mountain is glowing and shaking, and the water of Chaotian Lake is churning, like boiling water, and it is white.

Poof

In the endless void, the dragon avant-garde was knocked away by Heng Li's palm, staying in the distance, his expression was pale, coughing up blood, he was already old and weak, and his strength was insufficient. In the face of this terrible opponent, he couldn't last long to attack with all his might, and Hengli was decisive and ruthless, so he naturally couldn't hold on.

"Kill!" The barbarian king roared, his body was slow, like a demon god standing up to the sky, and the halberd was in the sky, as if opening the sky, slashing towards Hengli.

The body moves horizontally. A palm slapped on the barbarian king's halberd, and the barbarian king's body trembled violently, and the halberd didn't want to go anymore.

"If it weren't for the fact that I wasn't sure about dealing with that woman, I wouldn't have been playing with you for so long." Hengli held the halberd in his hand, looked at the barbarian king with a flat expression and said.

The barbarian king's eyes widened. The black hair stood on end and roared. The halberd glows. Suddenly it slashed down again.

Hengli disappeared in place and reappeared in the far distance, turning his head to look in the direction of the battle between the Lord of Kunlun and the Ancestral Demon.

I saw the Lord of Kunlun dancing in the void, completely dominating the battle between the two, and it turned out to be the ancestral demon who was constantly roaring and attacking wildly, but the Lord of Kunlun was easily resolved. Let him not die, but he is in danger.

In Heng Li's eyes, soon, an invisible array emerged.

"Demon Killing Array!" Hengli whispered. He immediately smiled slightly, and said, "This kind of formation Liu Shen sealed him at the cost of his body, can you really do it?" ”

As if he hadn't heard her words, the Lord of Kunlun still firmly trapped the ancestral demon in place.

"Do you think I really didn't see it?" The ancestral demon sneered, looked at the Lord of Kunlun and said: "I'm just waiting, waiting for the heaven and earth to have more demonic energy, waiting for my demon soldiers to get out of trouble, at that time, heaven and earth, I am the only one!" ”

The Lord of Kunlun was stunned, and slapped him upside down with a palm.

"Kill!" The dragon avant-garde and the barbarian king roared and rushed to Hengli. The ancestral demon is immortal and immortal, but Hengli is not, killing him will remove a major trouble, so that they can deal with the ancestral demon more calmly!

Hengli shook his head, he couldn't directly face the Lord of Kunlun, because there was no chance of winning, he glanced at the two of them, and was 'playing' with the two of them with a light weight.

"It's been a month, and I don't know how long they can hold out." In the mysterious cave, Liu Jie, with white hair, said with a solemn expression.

For the two big battles outside, they have also been paying attention.

Shan Tao was silent for a long time, looked up at the crack, and said, "The ancestral demon was born, and our seal won't last long at all. ”

Liu Shangyong turned his head to look at Zhiqiong, who was holding half a willow branch on his head, and said to himself, "Now I can only hope that the girl will wake up soon." ”

"Three Talent Formation!" Suddenly, Liu Jiemeng raised his head violently, looked at the two of them and said.

The faces of the other two changed slightly, and they immediately nodded with a deep color.

In the depths of the small mountain, the sword against the sky in Nie Fan's hand suddenly rang loudly, turning into a seven-killing sword, the light was blazing, and suddenly appeared above Nie Fan's head!

The Five Swords Array reunites!

"Now refine the two swords of gods and demons!" The black-haired old man's body was dry, but his eyes were shining, and he shouted loudly.

Nie Fan's expression was awe-inspiring, his body shook, absorbing Qi Tian's memory, he naturally understood what to do, and immediately swayed his robes and began to practice the two swords of gods and demons at the same time.

Liu Min's eyes were like lightning, and the depths of the ground began to roar, obviously he was controlling the big formation and opening the forbidden formation.

The magic sword shook violently, feeling the crisis, and the terrifying sword aura was pervasive, if countless demons appeared on the sword, they would kill Nie Fan.

But in an instant, it was worn out by the Excalibur, and it was suppressed with a bang.

The magic sword is like being oppressed by thousands of mountains, and it can't struggle.

Nie Fan's dantian had already appeared a thick light cluster, as if it could condense the golden pill at any time, his face was resolute, his mind was dual-purpose, and he began to refine the two swords.

As soon as Nie Fan began refining the Demon Sword, the Ancestral Demon in the depths of the Endless Void immediately felt it, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly turned to Hengli, and said in a deep voice: "Hengli, don't play, retrieve the Demon Sword for me!" ”

Heng Li's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly erupted, blasting away the barbarian king and the dragon avant-garde, and his figure flashed, galloping towards the small half of the mountain.

"Stop him!" The dragon avant-garde roared, holding the dragon staff, desperately chasing after Hengli.

The barbarian king also roared, strode forward, and the void shook, chasing after Hengli.

Hengli's speed was too fast, and it soon appeared in the sky above Xiaobanshan, directly crossing the chaotic battlefield and rushing towards the depths of Xiaobanshan's underground.

The small mountain shook violently, and countless rays of light rushed out from every stone in the mountain, and the terrifying light seemed to be able to wipe out everything!

Hengli encountered layers of formations, but none of them could stop him, he went on a rampage, straight to the ground.

Liu Min, who was deep underground, immediately felt it, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes murderous.

"Don't worry about it, help Nie Fan refine the two swords of gods and demons with all his might!" The black-haired old man said in a deep voice.

Liu Min took a deep breath and nodded.

Hengli appeared underground, directly under a huge white light mask. Hot as magma, it flows slowly, exuding an endless aura of destruction.

"I can't imagine that the old thing still has such a backhand, but unfortunately, even one-tenth of the original power is gone." Hengli observed carefully for a while, and said with a slight smile.

As he spoke, his right hand slapped forward, and the direct mask vibrated violently, and the same hand slapped out, facing Hengli's palm.

The mask shook dramatically. Heng Li's figure was also panicked, frowning slightly, and then smiled, "I'll see how long you can last." ”

After speaking, his palms were like lightning, and he slapped towards the light mask with a bang.

The reticle flashed brightly. Boom and boom, the small mid-mountain seems to collapse. Respond to Hengli's attack.

The barbarian king and the dragon avant-garde couldn't get in at all. He could only let him bombard like this, until the light mask couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed on its own.

Nie Fan of the light mask did not move at all, his body was generally blue, black mist, and his eyes were cold. The five swords rang out, especially the Seven Killing Sword, which was extremely different and stood above Nie Fan's head. unexpectedly suppressed the instinct of the gods and demons two swords.

"Ignore it, refine the sword with all your might!" The black-haired old man's body was as thin as the wind, like skin and bones, but he was still full of low energy.

Inside the light mask, all kinds of light flickered, reversing the time, and the three of them had no distractions and tried their best to refine the sword.

The Lord of Kunlun is still trapped by the Ancestral Demon, and a month has passed, and she has continued to attack the Ancestral Demon, using his rising power to heal his wounds.

The ancestral demon was in severe pain all over his body, constantly changing, and he should have been strong when he absorbed the demonic qi between heaven and earth, but because of the terrifying methods of the woman in front of him, it hadn't increased at all for so long!

"Hmph, not to mention the heavenly and earthly things of the Heavenly and Earthly Divine and Cold Divine Sword, just talking about his grade, it is not something that any of you can refine!" The ancestral demon was besieged, still sneering. The Lord of Kunlun can trap him for a while, but he can't trap him for a lifetime, as long as he has the slightest chance to leave, as long as half a year passes, he will definitely be able to easily kill her!

The Lord of Kunlun had a graceful posture, ignored him, and walked unhurriedly according to the established rhythm.

In the mysterious cave, Liu Shangyong, Shantao, and Liu Jie, the three of them put on a three-talent array, and let go of each of them, forming a green circle of light, a little green light, and the earth-colored luster overflowed from them, and they actually forcibly sealed this crack temporarily.

Zhiqiong was still sitting under half of the willow branch, her small mouth was pursed, her brows trembled, and the slender woman in green clothes behind her became more and more solid, and her pretty face was still delicate, as if she was still sleeping.

As time passed, the battle above the small mountain became more and more intense, and more and more ancient martial arts forces came to help from all over the place, the Tang family in Shuzhong, the Holy Medicine Valley, some hidden big sects, the surviving small world, and even the remnants of the big world monks were no longer hiding and joined this melee.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, countless rays of light flashed, and the black fog was surging, as if the end of the world was coming, unprecedented and terrifying.

"How long can you hold out?" In the depths of the small mountain, Hengli palmed down, the white luster was slightly dim, but it still did not collapse.

The three people in the lustre all looked solemn, but they didn't dare to be distracted at all. Time flies very slowly here, Nie Fan has already made great progress, the magic sword and the divine sword have already begun to refine, what is needed now is time!

"In three days at most, I can break this seal." Hengli's words were calm, and the means did not stop.

The divine sword and the magic sword have all quieted down, and the gods inside have long been worn out, leaving only an instinct to resist. But in the face of this small mid-mountain formation transformed by one-third of Liu Shen's body, and even more black-haired old men, it was difficult for them to resist, so they could only let Nie Fan refine step by step.

Sure enough, on the third day, there was a large clattering sound, some light curtains were collapsing, and the light in the sky was dissipating, and a gap appeared.

"Give up your futile struggle." Heng Li smiled brightly, like a champion who walked into the Jinluan Palace, looking at the gap and smiling.

"You can't get in." Just as his words fell, a slender girl in green clothes appeared behind her, holding half a willow branch and her pretty face calm.

Hengli smiled on his face, turned his head, looked at the girl, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, and said, "Who are you?" ”

"You can't kill me." The woman in Tsing Yi blinked.

Hengli frowned slightly, looked at the girl and said, "You should have evolved from a divine technique, and you are the other backhand of that old man?" But you should understand that you don't have any chance of winning. ”

Tsing Yi stood there, his clothes swayed gently, and said, "Ten days later, you will see." ”

Hengli was just about to laugh, his fierce eyes narrowed slightly, and another woman appeared behind the woman in green clothes, like an ice sculpture, cold and cold.

Hengli's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled: "You are really like the Lord of Kunlun, I am indeed not your opponent when you start to do it, or not, I will wait for ten days." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't speak, she looked at him quietly, standing there, as if far and near, giving people a strange feeling. And the ice statue behind her slowly disappeared.

The three people in the light mask all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Nie Fan accelerated the refining of the two swords of gods and demons.

The battle above the small mountain is still fierce, and there are countless demons under the black fog, cold to cold, and the shouts of killing are shocking.

The ancestral demon was sealed by the Lord of Kunlun for two months, and he was not struggling, even if he felt that the demonic qi of heaven and earth was decreasing, he still looked calm, and stood in that big array, no longer resisting, as if he was waiting for something.

The Lord of Kunlun didn't make a move, and stood calmly in the void.

The entire ancient martial arts world strangely calmed down, as if they were waiting for something.

Another half a month passed, and the small mountain suddenly shook violently, and the two sword rays shot straight into the sky, and the terrifying sword qi shook the sky.

Everyone saw it, but they all behaved in a very different way.

Hengli frowned, and the Ancestral Demon sneered.

And everyone, including the Lord of Kunlun, breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Almost at the same time, the black-haired old man and the middle-aged man in the mask died of exhaustion at the same time. The three of them in the mysterious cave were also eroded by demonic qi and died of exhaustion of true qi.

Above the small mountain, there are countless people spilling blood.

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Surrounded by seven swords, the seven sword tricks are complete!

Nie Fan stood in the Seven Swords with his eyes closed, everything was already clear, and it was time for the final decision.

The golden pill in his eyebrows glowed, and he took one step and disappeared into the light shield, and the Void Technique evolved to the extreme, and almost instantly, the top of Kunlun appeared, and then it was in the mysterious cave!

"It's easy to go, senior." Looking at the three dry bones on the ground, Nie Fan's expression remained unchanged, the light of his right hand shrouded, and one by one the seals flashed, slapping towards the black seal.

The cracks shook violently, the black fog rolled, and if there was a roar, Nie Fan would be killed.

The monks of the human realm can't seal it, but Nie Fan is not, with his current cultivation, he can easily seal the crack.

He turned around and moved across the void, appearing above the Ancestral Demon.

"Junior, even if you seal the crack, my cultivation will inevitably recover in less than half a year, and when the time comes, even if the old thing is resurrected, it won't be able to help me!" The Ancestral Demon looked up at Nie Fan with a cold and arrogant expression.

Nie Fan didn't talk nonsense, the seven swords came out together, sealing the ancestral demon, and at the same time raised the seven killing swords, slashing forward.

At that moment, the Ancestral Demon's face changed greatly, and he roared angrily: "Liu Qingyuan, in order to kill me, you actually used your body to refine the sword and act against the sky!" ”

Poof

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Fan's Seven Killing Sword fell, the Ancestral Demon's body shattered, and countless demonic qi surged wildly, about to rush out of the sword formation.

Nie Fan's expression was calm, he sat down cross-legged, and urged the Seven Evil Sword Formation to wear down these demonic qi and not give the ancestral demon a chance to be reborn.

Without any accidents, Nie Fan, who had fused Qi Tian's memory, had a deep understanding of the ancestral demon, and in less than half a month, he completely wiped out the ancestral demon.

At the same time, the black fog roared and bombarded the small mountain, and all the demons roared angrily and turned into black smoke and slowly dissipated.

"I'm going to clean up." Until Nie Fan completely wiped out the ancestral demon, Yu Tan, the lord of Kunlun who had been guarding, spoke softly and walked towards the small mountain like an immortal.

Nie Fan nodded, stood up, and walked away, there are still a few places to go, and there are many causes and effects to end.

Half a year later.

Xiuzhen Realm, Fang Yuan Mountain, Fang Mansion.

Nie Fan's expression was calm, like a mortal stepping forward, the seven swords silently sealed the entire Fang Yuan Mountain, he stood above the Fang Mansion and said something that he wanted to say for more than twenty years.

"Fang Zhonggui, I, the Nie family, Nie Fan, are here!" (To be continued.) )