When they were in the air, a flame suddenly ignited from the placket of the two people's clothes, and they instantly outflanked their bodies

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two turned into a group of flying ashes, and they drifted away with the wind, and Xuanyuan closed his eyes when he landed, and fell to the ground again.

In the wind, the clouds and mist are blowing in the face, which has always obscured the eyes.

In less than half an hour, there were dark clouds all around, and thunder came out.

Black smoke with blood light flew in the clouds.

Bloody Ancestor.

Although he was tired and his left arm was crippled, he did not slow down.

He had to rush back to the Tiansha Palace and discuss his strategy with the three disciples again.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had a number of disciples in his chest, and there were more than 1,000 disciples in the palace.

But there are only three people who he really sees as disciples.

Or maybe he had some foresight that he didn't lead the three closed disciples to besiege Senluo Mountain this time.

If there is an accident, the Tiansha Palace will not be wiped out, which is also his original plan.

At present, he is a little fortunate that he did not bring three disciples with him.

Jun Zuo urged the smoke and light, and the speed was close to the lightning flash.

Suddenly, lightning struck through the clouds.

Between the lightning and thunder, there seemed to be a figure, and it also flashed.

The Bloody Ancestor was shocked, and when he turned his head to look, a hundred years later, it was a sea of clouds that had regressed, and there was nothing.

"Could it be that the group of thieves reversed their word and secretly chased after them?" he wondered slightly: "But Xuanmen has always been known as Orthodox and disguised as Jiren, if it is pursued by the Four Sages, it will definitely not hide its head and tail." ”

Suddenly, a Tsing Yi Taoist with a white mask on his face flew out of thin air, blocking the cloud path of the bloody ancestor.

"Bloody Daoist, it must be done. Celebrate and celebrate. ”

Although the Taoist in Tsing Yi couldn't see his face, his voice was cold when he heard it, and although he said celebration in his mouth, he didn't have the same face as usual.

The Bloody Ancestor exclaimed, "It's you!"

Tsing Yi said: "Yes, it is the poor Yang Mingzi." ”

The Bloody Ancestor said gloomily: "This seat still failed to lift the ban on the Zhentian Divine Stone, and it was a failure, and I was extremely ashamed. ”

Yang Mingzi snorted, "How come? Didn't you open the bag of the poor road?"

The Bloody Ancestor said: "Daoyou's bag is indeed well-planned, the 'Trapped Immortal Array' at the foot of Senluo Mountain and the 'Locked Heaven Destroying Clutch Array' at the top of Zhentian Cliff have been lifted. ”

Yang Mingzi said: "So, could it be that the Demon Dao poured out of the nest, and it was no match for a badly injured Xiyizi and a helpless sword-loving Liuyi?"

The Bloody Ancestor said: "Xiyizi was slightly injured, and Liuyi was helpless to resist the sword, which was not tricky originally, but I didn't expect that a surviving disciple of the Senluo Sect would openly have a Demon Rock Xuanshi in his body."

Yang Mingzi was silent for a moment, and then said: "This is a once-in-a-century opportunity, and you didn't publicly take out the Demon Rock Mystery Stone?"

The Bloody Ancestor said gloomily: "That magic stone has its own master, but it controls the host, copes with it, and completely disrupts the plan of this seat."

Yang Mingzi snorted: "I didn't expect that even your three demon Dao Venerables would be so useless. ”

The Bloody Ancestor said: "If it's just a mere beginner disciple possessed by the Xuanshi, it's not too much effort. However, I did not expect that those two gods would suddenly come."

Yang Mingzi seemed taken aback and asked, "Gods?"

The Bloody Ancestor said gloomily: "Yes, it is the two gods who fought against this master back then, the Antarctic Emperor and the Ziwei Empress. ”

Yang Mingzi was silent, and then said: "It's hard to hang the nephew Dao to measure the variables again and again, but I can't always calculate where it falls."

The bloody ancestor said: "This seat is ashamed to help the Taoist friends with all his might, and I am very ashamed of my success."

Yang Mingzi shook his head and said: "I can't blame you all, this hexagram has long been aware of the poor way, but every hexagram falls on variables, and each variable is different, it is very weird, if you don't try it, how do you know what the result is."

The Bloody Ancestor was shocked and said, "Could it be that Daoyou has already calculated that this trip is not smooth?"

Yang Mingzi said indifferently: "The number of the world can be determined, but only the way of heaven cannot be prospected." The gods of Heaven are the way of heaven in themselves, and it is reasonable and legitimate to calculate them differently. ”

The Bloody Demon Ancestor said angrily: "Since Daoist friends know that there are different numbers, why do you urge me to invite the Demon Dao and fight Sen Luo together? This time, the vitality of the Demon Dao factions has been greatly damaged, and all the disciples of this Tiansha Palace have been damaged, how can my Tiansha Palace gain a foothold in the Demon Dao in the future?!"

Yang Mingzi sneered: "You have been the Demon Dao Sect Master for thousands of years, but your mind is still so stupid, no wonder the Rakshasa Girl and the Yellow Eyebrow Old Er are not angry with the Tiansha Palace. If Poor Dao doesn't tell you about the inside story of the Senluo Sect, and passes on the method of breaking the formation to you, how can you order the Demon Dao to encircle and suppress Senluo Mountain?"

The Bloody Ancestor said angrily: "Originally, this seat was your favor, why did you do this?!"

Yang Mingzi said coldly: "You don't need to know this. Since you've failed, it's useless to keep you. The poor road has to make another strategy, and it must be used by borrowing your head, which can be regarded as your atonement. ”

After saying that, he pinched his fingers, and a faint light flashed on his left shoulder, and a golden light flew out, slashing straight towards the bloody ancestor!

The Bloody Ancestor never imagined that he would suddenly make a move, and he was caught off guard, and in a big shock, he hurriedly turned to the side to avoid the golden light.

Yang Mingzi didn't wait for the golden light to fly away, and made a move with his hand, and the golden light flew in a swirl and held it in his hand.

When the Bloody Ancestor saw it, he was taken aback and said, "The 'Xuanyuan Sword' is open in your hands!"

Since ancient times, the swords of the sword immortals have only been divided into two categories.

Taking the essence of the five elements, refining the sword with the same mind as its own Yuan Shen Xuangong is a common sword of the sword immortal.

And the ancient famous sword, because of the wonder of casting, and absorbing thousands of years of murderous energy, turned into a spiritual root, itself is extremely supernatural, if you can lose the sword master refining, the mind is the same, the power will be greatly increased.

"Xuanyuan Sword" is one of the most powerful swords in the ancient chest, and it is the sword of the ancient Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, which is by no means famous, but I heard that it has long been lost in southern Xinjiang, but I don't want to fall into the hands of Yangmingzi.

Yang Mingzi held the Xuanyuan Sword at this moment, held it high and sneered, and suddenly split out of the air, only to see a group of treasure light sword qi coming with the sound of thunder!

The Blood Demon Ancestor had rumored the power of the "Xuanyuan Sword Qi", how dare he hesitate, raised his right hand, threw the "Blue Shadow Fan" in the air, pointed with his hand, and shouted: "Disease"! The green skull fan rotated in the air, turning into a blue light.

Listening to the sound of Jin Ge's iron strike, a large spark flew out, and that sword qi had been dissolved and eliminated by the "Bi Ming Fan".

The Bloody Ancestor said angrily: "I am the Venerable of the Three Ancestors of the Demon Dao, just with you and a Xuanyuan Sword, it is not my opponent!"

Yang Mingzi didn't answer, but the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was connected and split out of eight swords, and he saw eight precious lights, like golden lightning, splitting into the air.

The Blood Demon Ancestor pointed at the "Bi Ying Fan" that was flying in the air, and the fan immediately became several times larger, blocking all the eight sword qi in unison.

The Bloody Ancestor stretched out his hand against the wind, and the fan changed back to its usual size and flew into his hand.

At this moment, there was thunder in the clouds, lightning flashes, and the wind blew horizontally.

Originally, those who cultivated the Tao were not limited by heat, cold, cold and heat.

However, the bloody ancestor felt a cold wind into his bones out of thin air.

Yang Mingzi laughed at this moment.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is an ancient divine sword, and over the years, I have lost my pure yang divine furnace quenching, and its body is secretly nine or five, the emperor's royal road, the sword qi only needs to be ninefold, and the poor road is all used, do you think you can really block this Xuanyuan sword qi of the sun?"

The bloody ancestor felt a chill in his heart, and raised his hand to look at the "Bi Ming Fan" in his hand, which had been openly cracked

"This is the Zhiyang Sword Qi!"

Immediately after, he felt a chill in his limbs, a dizziness, and black blood spurted out of his mouth

His strong limbs suddenly fell apart in the air, and black blood exploded

Yang Mingzi flew over and provoked his head to fly out

Suddenly, a blood light flew out of the scattered blood flowers in the sky, and shot away to the northwest.

Yang Mingzi snorted: "In front of me, you still dream of the Yuan Shen escaping?"

Following the words, he raised his hand and threw it, and the Xuanyuan sword chased the light like a shadow, a golden light, and chased towards the blood light.

Hearing only a scream, the golden light flew back and was copied by Yang Mingzi.

"The taste of extinction, you have tasted it now"

At this moment, the dense dark clouds, once throwing a downpour, stirring with the wind, as if the blood in the sky was washed spotlessly, lightning stacked up, and between the clouds and shadows, there was no one