The ten-mile sword blossoms on the altar bloomed, blooming as bright as a dragon's monstrous cold mang, tearing the heavens and the earth, the confrontation between the Demon Suppression Tower and the Crystal Star Coffin was too strong, and the five-element sword array formed by the five sons of the Heavenly Sword also began to loosen.

The endless heavenly fire continued, in addition to the streamer sword, destroying the withering and decaying, the five elements sword array shattered like soft green tofu, the five tripods fell like water, and the five swords fell with the wind.

Bang! The Demon Suppression Tower and the Crystal Star Coffin smashed into each other, exploded on the ground, scattered the altar, and several azure thunderbolts fell from it, and the sky thunder raged, enveloping the heavens and the earth.

The heavens and the earth changed color, and someone held a golden giant sword in his hand, rising against the sky.

Yan Shangjin's face drooped, and he flew in the air with the sword Yuan Qingding, the giant sword in his hand emitted a bloodthirsty blue light, and three bloody yin spirits flew in the sword body, and after a creepy sneer, he rushed towards the crystal star coffin.

Yan Shangjin continued to raise the Blood Soul Giant Sword, looked up at the air, the night fell, he was as calm as water, his eyes were full of sword justice: "I am willing to devour people and witches with the body of a person, I am willing to destroy the immortals with the blood of a sword, to maintain the will of heaven, to clear my will, and to protect the way with my sword!"

Bang!

The moment the Blood Soul Giant Sword pierced through the crystal star coffin, a silver snow dragon shot out of it, directly penetrating Yan Shangjin's chest, and blood gushed to the ground.

Yan Shangjin's hand holding the Blood Soul Giant Sword tightened, and he didn't let go of the movements in his hand because of the heart-pumping pain in his chest, and raised the heavy sword three times in a row, stabbing towards the crystal star coffin.

Boom, every time the sword fell, it was difficult, and at the moment of the sword, there was always an angry snow dragon that pierced through the air and blasted down coldly at him.

"Give up, I'm not a lich, and you can't punish the dripping immortals!"

At the moment when Yan Shangjin raised his sword, Mo Caiwei also came to him with the Ding Xue Furnace, with a cold brow, she was not a kind-hearted person, even if she was moved by Yan Shangjin's demon heart, she would not show mercy.

The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, opponents, sometimes just opponents!

With a bang, a burst of cyan blue star yuan swirled around his body, Mo Caiwei Ling Tian danced lightly, worshipping the stars and condensing the trick, the Ding Snow Furnace under his feet turned into a monstrous giant mountain, and countless star flowers poured down like snow pillars, smashing towards Yan Shangjin.

Ahem, blood dripping, mixed with the sound of bones shattering.

At the moment when the third sword was about to fall, three bright starlight erupted from the crystal star coffin, the stars were scattered, and the three starlight snow dragons emitted a cold glow, and they angrily devoured Yan Shangjin.

Snort, the Ding Xue Furnace was coldly smashed, the Starlight Snow Dragon entered the body, Yan Shangjin's mouth was cracked, and three mouthfuls of thick blood spit out in a row, and the hand holding the Blood Soul Giant Sword was loosened, but it still didn't let go.

"Senior brother, we're here to help you!"

The four sons of the Heavenly Sword stood on the altar, their clothes were shattered, and they were obviously not lightly injured, seeing that Yan Shang Jin's heart was so resolute, they couldn't help but be moved, and they all wanted to drag their remnants towards the crystal star coffin.

Just when the four sons of the Heavenly Sword wanted to volley into the air, Yan Shangjin raised his head slightly, stopped at them, and then, slowly stood up, raised his eyes to look at the sky, a pair of wooden square eyes suddenly radiated a burst of blood mist and coldness, and the sword was tricked: "The plan is in the people, the success is in the sky, the demon, the demon, as long as it is a demon, I can be punished!"

Boom! A brilliant sword intent emanated from his body, containing Heavenly Dao Justice.

With a snort, just as the Starlight Snow Dragon penetrated Yan Shangjin's chest again, he held the giant sword and let out a roar, and the blood-mist-shrouded giant sword contained blue sky stars, stabbing at the crystal star coffin.

The Three Yin Blood Soul Sword, the Three Yin Becomes a Demon, once it is unsheathed, it will be bloody!

Yan Shangjin's sword, too!

"Woooooo

A burst of blood mist came out of the coffin, and the cry of a baby could be faintly heard inside, and as the baby's cry became louder and louder, the snow dragon of the crystal star coffin tore more and more fiercely.

The thunder and lightning hissed, and Mo Caiwei smashed down again against Yan Shangjin with the Ding Snow Furnace, and the thunder dragon churned, this time aiming at his hands holding the sword.

Bang, the silver-white snow tripod was like a ruthless wolf, biting at Yan Shangjin's hands, a fierce thunderwave came out of it, Yan Shangjin's hands were twisted in an instant, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and the pain of broken tendons made him a little unable to support it, he bowed his body slightly, like a nervous hedgehog, and his cold hair stood upside down.

Yan Shangjin protected the sword with his body, and the hand holding the giant sword became tighter, his hand rotated like an iron wind spiral, almost using all the strength of his body, and stabbed towards the crystal star coffin, until the crystal star coffin oozed black blood, he was reluctant to let go.

"The people's hearts are not ancient, the Heavenly Dao Futu, there are Dao protectors like you in the younger generation of the Heavenly Sect, and the Sword Dao of the Heavenly Sect will definitely not be lost!"

Tianzong's sword path is in the same vein, and he has always taken it as his responsibility to slay demons and subdue demons, Mo Caiwei saw that Yan Shangjin was a protector of the righteous path, and he could even give up his life, and let out a sigh of praise.

However, she didn't stop holding the feet of the Ding Snow Furnace, her feet stepped into the Snow Ding, and a burst of starry frost emanated from her body, and with a snort, the crystal star coffin rose up from the sky and quickly smashed towards Yan Shangjin.

I saw a wind-breaking gray-shirted figure slashing through the air, like a paper warbler with a broken line, Yan Shangjin fell down to the altar with the giant blood soul sword.

Ahem!

Blood spurted out from under his mouth like ink, and Liu Chuanmu, the wind-chasing sword on the edge of the altar, took the lead in sweeping from mid-air, his speed was the fastest, and he took Yan Shangjin with the sword Yuan Qingding.

"I didn't expect the Mo family to have a reincarnation holy weapon, we can't suppress it, we can only destroy it!"

Yan Shangjin's mouth and feet trembled slightly, his chest was holding his chest that was constantly oozing blood, he looked up at the swordsmen, and said with a little regret.

He still held the Blood Soul Giant Sword in his hand, and on the sword body covered by the ancient inscriptions, he could clearly see a drop of red blood standing in it, and he didn't know if it was Yan Shangjin's blood or Immortal's.

With a pop, the giant sword let out a bloodthirsty roar, and the crimson blood was disappearing in the sword little by little.

It's unbelievable that the giant sword is actually sucking the blood that fell into the sword!

When the fourth son saw the giant sword sucking blood, his eyebrows suddenly rejoiced, because the blood soul sword was Yan Shangjin's natal magic sword, and it would not devour the lord at all, which meant that the blood on the sword was all the blood of the immortals hidden deep in the coffin.

"Hmph, I didn't expect the five sons of the Heavenly Sword to be so ignorant, you really think that with just one Three Yin Blood Soul Sword, you can kill Di Xian!

Mo Caiwei's face was cold, and when she saw that the five sons of the Heavenly Sword thought that Di Xian was dead, she shook her head and sighed slightly, a sneer oozed from her blue beautiful eyes, and then, she fled to the crystal star coffin with the Ding Xue Furnace.

Collapse!

Mo Caiwei's eyebrows were picturesque, and she quickly fell into the coffin, turning her hand into a sword, gently cutting her palm, and letting the essence of her palm fall into the crystal star coffin drop by drop.

The blood melted into the coffin, and the moment it fell into the coffin, a baby's cry was released from the coffin, followed by a bloody cold mist.

Boom!

A purple thunder fell from the sky, splitting into the coffin, the thunder and fire spread in the air, and after a burst of thunder and fire, the crystal star coffin flew up in the air, the coffin lid opened itself, and a figure full of blood light flew out of it.

"Is it a drop immortal? how is it possible, it is never... Unless..."

Yan Shangjin shook his head violently, the moment he saw the bloody figure appear, his face sank like water, a strange cold light flashed in his square eyes, and he looked at the giant sword in his hand and let out a sleepy scream.

He was sure that he had used the Blood Soul Sword to devour the blood of the puppet's soul before the death of the Drop Immortal, and it was impossible for the Drop Immortal to recognize the birth of the Lord again.

Now that Di Xian can still be in front of everyone, there is only one possibility, that is, Di Xian has already recognized it.

"Hahaha, my Mo family dares to invite Wu'an Sanren to come here to watch the immortals, naturally there is a back hand, to tell you the truth, Di Xian has already recognized the Lord five days ago! Therefore, everything your Tianzong has done is in vain!"

Mo Caiwei laughed proudly, swept into the air with the Ding Xue Furnace, Di Xian had already recognized the master, she held a ceremony to watch immortals today, just to see who is the enemy and who is the friend.

"What? Dixian has already been born... No wonder the Crystal Star Coffin can unleash the power of Nirvana Heavenly Thunder!"

Yan Shangjin looked at the misty blood shadow in the sky, his face suddenly became even paler, and he exclaimed.

With a bang, I saw that in the sky, a burst of heavenly light and thunder and fire were scattered, the dense fog dissipated, and after countless thunderclouds exploded, a little boy about five years old flew out of the thunder and lightning.

He just stepped on the altar with his feet, and a burst of thunder and fire seeped out of his feet, stepping directly on the blue brick altar on the altar into a blood-colored pit the size of a riverbed, and the green turn collapsed, shrouded in layers of blood clouds.

"Mother, you let me hide in that broken coffin for several days, that coffin is so cold, my hands are going to freeze!"

The little boy was only four feet tall, dressed in a blue treasure robe, pouting slightly, articulate, white and chubby, the moment he first appeared, he didn't pay attention to everyone's scrutinizing eyes, and ran directly to Mo Caiwei, asking for a hug.

"Well, Xian'er has been wronged, my mother is playing hide and seek with you, if Xian'er doesn't like it, my mother will never let you hide in the crystal star coffin in the future!"

Mo Caiwei looked loving, touched the little boy's little head, and wanted to pick him up, but found that the little boy was really a little heavy, and it was very falling, so she had to gently hook his blue nose and give up.

The child was too fat, but four feet tall, more than three hundred pounds, and looked like a well-developed round ball.

"No, where my mother told me to hide, Xian'er hid there, Xian'er is a good baby, and she will always listen to her mother!"

The little boy naughtily shrank into Mo Caiwei's arms, shrugged his little head, and held up three green little fingers, learning the appearance of a big man, making a guarantee.

"Hmm!"

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"Hahaha, laugh at me, it turns out that Di Xian is just a five-year-old child, but I heard that Di Xian has the power of Nirvana as soon as he was born, but the mountains are reclamation, this boy who looks as fat as a boar is Di Xian, I don't believe it!"

Under the altar, a bamboo tube sanman saw the fat boy hiding in Mo Caiwei's arms and coquettish, clapping his thighs with both hands, laughing out loud, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and he laughed like a flower leopard, and he couldn't see his eyes as big as walnuts.

Poof!

I felt a chill above my head, and a blue thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the scattered man's laughter was suddenly stuck in the thunder, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't make a sound.

With a bang, the fire burst into flames, and the blue thunder directly split him in two, and the heavy thunder fire burned him all in a flash.