"There is no room for discussion in this matter at all, the drop immortal is my strange thing, if you Tianzong wants to rely on the large number of people, come and grab it!"

Mo Caiwei's eyebrows were cold, her feet stepped on the crystal star coffin, her body was shrouded in a layer of blue star flower clouds, her blue-green sacrificial robe raised a touch of perseverance, her hands slapped the crystal ball, and a blue nirvana thunder erupted coldly from the crystal.

The blue thunder was like an angry dragon, sharpening its claws, and its body was covered with a layer of blue-blue thunder and lightning luster, rotating in mid-air, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, it opened its bloody mouth and swallowed towards the wind-chasing sword Liu Chuanmu at great speed.

Faintly I could see that countless blue thunder and fire flowed from the dragon's dragon fangs, and there were some strange ancient runes lingering on it like beautiful musical notes, as if there was an invisible divine light about to erupt from it...

Yan Shangjin stood on the altar and originally wanted to advise Mo Caiwei, but the thunder and lightning attack sent out by Mo Caiwei hit the world in an instant, and he had already given him the most direct answer.

Yan Shangjin's brows furrowed slightly, seeing that Mo Caiwei's attitude was so tough, holding the golden mist sword with a bronze cold light in his hand with one hand, it was very tight, but he did not draw the sword and cut it.

He was cautious by nature, but he was still staring at Mo Caiwei, a white mist-like solemnity surged on his face, and he seemed to think more when he didn't speak, more wooden than when he spoke, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

"Senior brother, regardless of whether that Mo Caiwei is a lich or not, if you don't make a move, once the immortal is born, it will be too late to suppress it!"

Beside Yan Shangjin, the life-seeking sword, a young sword cultivator stood up and urged Yan Shangjin with some anxiety.

She is holding a black crystal sword, she is the only female sword cultivator among the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, at the age of about twenty-eight years old, she has a good face, a graceful posture, autumn eyes, a jade rabbit nose, and a rouge willow makeup flashing with a graceful aura, which makes her have a little more dignified aura of the sect.

The sword in her hand is tattooed with many strange runes of mountains and rivers and autumn water, and the sword is entangled like a dragon and tiger in the black mist waves.

Yan Shangjian may have been born with a chronic child, hearing Li Ruoshui's words, he just nodded and smiled, Mu Ne's lips moved slightly, and he vaguely heard the repeated words in his mouth: "Wait, don't mistake the demon for the demon as you did ten years ago, and then wait a minute, the sixth sister and the seventh lang will also be delayed!"

The glow of dusk had begun to fade, and everything around was shrouded in layers of clouds and mist before the night, Yan Shangjin said, but his eyes looked at the black clouds in mid-air, his eyelids jumped slightly, and his seemingly wooden face was worried, deep as the sea.

Just because as soon as the white mist comes out, the king of Hades asks for his life, and once the sword of the king of Hades is cut, it is necessary to see blood!

"Alas, brother, if you don't make a move, it's too late. Next to Hei Lang Wenchuan Sword Li Ruoshui, a younger sword cultivator stood up, he was articulate, his eyebrows were lightly raised, revealing the vigor and impulse that a young man should have, he seemed to know Yan Shangjin's concerns: "No matter, Second Senior Sister, let's go and help the Fourth Senior Brother first, capture that Mo Caiwei first, and then let the Senior Brother decide!"

That young sword cultivator is the earth opening sword Cui Pure Land among the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, he is the youngest of the five sons, and he is also the most powerful, and his sword qi cultivation has reached the enchantment of the three changes of the Yuan Shen and the opening of the sword furnace.

As soon as Cui Jingtu's words fell, regardless of whether Yan Shangjin agreed or not, he directly rotated his hands, secretly using the power of the Yuan Sword, a layer of fierce cyan sword soil surrounded his body, pointing his sword towards the sky, turning into a cyan stegosaurus and heading towards Mo Caiwei.

Behind him, Wenchuan Sword Li Ruoshui saw Cui Jingtu make a move, and he also held on to the Qiushui Wave Flower Sword and swept it into the air, a burst of cyan sword flower willow waves erupted violently from her body, and the Qiushui Wave Flower Sword danced like a dragon in her hand, and it also tore towards Mo Caiwei.

"Second Senior Sister, Fifth Senior Brother, I'm here to help you!" Liu Chuanmu, the blue-sleeved wind-chasing sword who was repelled by Yan Shangjian at the beginning, saw the two of them shooting at the same time, looked at the two spiritual figures on the altar, and chuckled.

Then, Liu Chuanmu raised his hands, a brilliant blue light burst out from between his sleeves, and fell into his hands with the wind, a sword in his hand, if God helped, a burst of cyan Lingyuan qi surging rapidly on his body, he held the Kuihua wooden sword, his body was as light as a swallow, and turned into a cyan willow wind and swept into the air.

The blue-sleeved wind chasing sword Liu Chuanmu is really not in vain, his sword is too fast, so fast that he can almost catch up with the autumn wind.

Boom!

A green shadow swept away from mid-air, layers of willow wind blowing lightly in the air, Liu Chuanmu was the last to strike, but he was the first to come to Mo Caiwei.

With a snort, almost at the same time, the air was silent, and three fierce stegosaurus carried an extremely powerful cyan sword light raging in midair.

The three brilliant sword rays were the size of half a green mountain, and layers of cyan blue sky clouds and mist swirled in them, forming walls of sword qi, revealing a mighty righteous path qi, blocking the nirvana thunder that roared in mid-air.

"Hahaha, you senior brothers are here, let's work together to suppress this demon girl first, and then bring the Dixian back to the sect and let the master dispose of it!"

Yan Gehuo, the flame extinguishing sword who was the first to strike, saw that the three of them blocked Mo Caiwei's nirvana thunder, his heart was relieved, and he laughed out loud, a cold and arrogant smile appeared on Hei Tan's face, he held the Red Sun Fire Flame Sword, used his sword to resist the Ding, and slammed towards Mo Caiwei.

The four sons of the Heavenly Sword shot at the same time, how powerful it was, and immediately four fierce sword qi attacked Mo Caiwei at the same time.

Dazzling swords rose in all directions, and the four swords were stacked like thunderclouds, and the brilliant swords shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the breath was fierce, striking thousands of miles.

The entire altar made a shocking explosion under the shroud of the sword, and where the sword qi passed, the blue bricks on the altar were instantly shattered.

The four cyan sword waves converged into a round sword ball, and they shrouded Mo Caiwei violently, as if they wanted to stab her into a pulp.

Chu Ge, who was entangled with the three Soul Refining Scattered People on the altar, saw the four sons attack at the same time, his face changed coldly, and a trace of anger erupted from his dark red eyes, and he directly broke the attack of the three Soul Refining Scattered Spirit Soldiers with the Nine Corpse Thunder Sword.

Countless thunderbolts emanated from the thunder sword, implying the power of the Nine Heavens, destroying the withering and decaying, and the three scattered people of the Soul Refining Realm were instantly shattered under the swing of the thunder sword.

Their complexions changed suddenly, although they didn't know what kind of secret method Chu Ge was casting, but a boy from the Open Pulse Realm could deliver such a powerful blow, which made them change their complexion, and where they dared to compete with Chu Ge, they all fled quickly from the altar.

"Take me a sword!"

Chu Ge sent out the strongest blow with the Nine Corpses Thunder Sword, and without the Yuan Shen Kun Corpse, Chu Ge could only use this Nine Corpses Thunder Technique.

"Oh, it's someone from the Corpse Puppet Sect, it's an interesting boy!"

Seeing that a kid who opened the pulse realm also dared to be presumptuous in front of him, Yan Gehuo, the flame extinguishing sword, couldn't help grinning, and his contemptuous tone was full of mockery.

Bang!

Nine thunderbolts of light erupted from the mouths of the nine thunder corpses, slashing towards the four sword waves in mid-air, and with a bang, a Tsing Yi figure broke out of the air under the fierce sword waves.

Before he could get within three feet of the sword wave, the air trembled violently, and a powerful pressure of explosion came from his brain, and before Chu Ge could react, he was directly thrown out by the spatial power contained in the sword with nine thunder corpses, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his mouth.

"Sure enough, in the face of absolute strength, any secret corpse technique is a floating cloud!" The nine corpses were scattered all over the place, Chu Ge held his chest with one hand, and his brows furrowed into a dry paper warbler.

He once again felt the preciousness of power, this Nine Corpse Thunder Technique was a supreme corpse technique, if Chu Ge could have the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Realm, he only needed to perform it once, even if he couldn't kill the powerhouses of the Yuan Shen Realm and seriously injure them, it would be fine.

Today's Chu Ge has lost the help of the corpse of the Yuan Shen Kun, and in front of the powerhouses of the Yuan God Realm, he is like a chicken, like an ant.

"Husband, are you okay!" Mo Caiwei saw that Chu Ge who fell off the altar was injured, and her heart was anxious, she no longer fought hard with the four sons of the Heavenly Sword in mid-air, her hands were sealed, and the condensed star yuan was slapped into the snow tripod, and the four of them were blocked in mid-air by the tripod snow furnace.

Then, with a turn of figure, she held the crystal star in her hand, stepped on the crystal star coffin, and swept towards Chu Ge at great speed, falling into his side.

Behind her, the lotus thunder ball that had regained the light of day, the psychedelic blue thunder mist gradually dissipated, turning into a blue streamer and escaping into the crystal star coffin, so that people did not see the true face of the drop immortal from beginning to end.

"Hmph, the corpse protector of the mere Pulse Opening Realm also dares to go against my five sons of the Heavenly Sect, I think you are impatient!

Yan Gehuo, the flame-extinguishing sword, saw Chu Ge fall to the ground in disappointment, the cracked fangs and fire mouths let out a cold-clothed sneer, and the two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth were deep and gloomy, and he actually rushed out of the four sword waves, and smashed towards Chu Ge with the red yen.

Fighting snakes and hitting seven inches, slaying dragons and rebellious scales, Yan Gehuo heard Mo Caiwei call Chu Ge Fujun, and thought that the relationship between the two was unusual, so he immediately smiled evilly, and actually wanted to capture Chu Ge first and force Mo Caiwei to hand over the drop immortal.

Such a despicable method, among the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, I am afraid that only the sinister dwarf Yan Gehuo can do it.

"Hmph, you can give it a try!"

Mo Caiwei snorted coldly, and didn't talk nonsense with Yan Gehuo, she directly condensed her strength in her hand, and smashed it coldly towards him with her body.

White snowflakes fell, covered with clear frost, and rows of cyan ice and snow seeped out of the Ding Xue furnace, the cold air penetrated through the bones, and the air of the altar was frozen.

Woohoo!

Three cyan swords came in the air, and the three sons of the Heavenly Sword saw that Mo Caiwei's methods were so ruthless, and they no longer kept their hands, the green sword was raised, and the brilliant sword light shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the three cyan Yuan Ding flew out from their eyebrows at the same time, smashing towards Mo Caiwei.

In the three tripods, there are also two green water furnaces with water and soil, in which they are surging like dragons, exuding a strange fluctuation of water and soil, making the entire altar tremble.

The power of the four tripods is earth-shattering, and I don't know if Mo Caiwei, a weak woman with six armors, can stop it...