"With my Dao heart, drive my heroic qi and break it!"

At this moment, at the moment when the incomparably terrifying ghost knife diffused, the Qinglian Daoist also drank suddenly, followed by the blue long sword in his hand, between the dances, the power of heaven and earth righteousness also came out from the long sword in his hand, and suddenly, at that moment, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant.

"Snort!"

Immediately afterward, I saw that mighty aura, and the moment I touched the huge ghost knife, the speed at which the ghost knife was advancing suddenly stopped, as if it had been frozen.

"Buzz boom!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by bursts of strong thunder and vibrations in the air, I saw two breaths, under the collision, there was a roar, and almost in the blink of an eye, the terrifying ghost knife condensed by the ghost king was shattered, turning into pieces of black ghost mist and disappearing.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

At the moment when the ghost knife was easily defeated by the Qinglian Dao people, as the aura dissipated, the two sides also drifted backwards, avoiding the impact of those aura collapses.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Seeing that the other party easily broke his own ghost path condensation, the ghost king smiled coldly, with black hair, moving without wind, and following the figure in a flash, he carried the unparalleled power of yin and evil and rushed towards the Qinglian Dao people.

"Hulala!"

And at the moment when the ghost king rushed away, he saw that in his hand, under the shroud of the yin and evil ghost fog, flashed out a strange light, and at the same time, there was also a crisp sound, with the dispersion of the ghost mist, I saw a sickle connected to a long chain, and the ghost king of the north held it tightly in his hand.

The scythe was about a meter long, resembling a crescent moon, and the blood and qi on it were swirling, filled with an incomparably terrifying evil aura.

"This is the king's death scythe, and you can force me out to cast the death scythe, and you are proud enough." At this time, the moment he held the scythe of death, the ghost king let out a sinister smile and said very proudly.

"Hmph, arrogant, what do you have the ability to do, just let the horse come." Hearing the words of the Ghost King, Qinglian Daoist snorted lightly.

"Whew!"

Looking at the incomparably calm appearance of the Qinglian Daoist, the ghost king, who had already rushed halfway, showed a trace of a cruel smile on his expression, and then, under the pervasiveness of the black ghost qi around him, the death sickle in his hand also burst out with a terrifying sword, like an evil blood-colored demon dragon, and slashed towards the Qinglian Daoist.

At this moment, the Qinglian Daoist was suspended in mid-air, facing the death scythe in front of him, the terrifying power that erupted, his expression was still extremely indifferent, but in that pair of fierce eyes, there were two sharp rays of light at this time.

"Whoosh!"

In the next second, seeing that the sword was getting closer and closer, the Qinglian Daoist waved the blue long sword in his hand, and with the trajectory of the dazzling sword shadow, he saw a Dao power, under the urging of the long sword, a brilliant Dao sword was formed, and it went up towards the death scythe.

"Snort!"

"Bang Bang"

The sword shadows collided almost instantly, and the two completely different forces, one good and one evil, burst out of the breath, vibrating endlessly in the sky above the ruins.

The next moment, under the vibration, the ghost king urged the speed of the demon, and the Qinglian Daoist also walked in the sky, and the two sides launched a fierce battle between this heaven and earth, at that moment, I saw that in the thick black ghost fog, the death scythe of the ghost king, from time to time erupted a strange blood-colored streamer, and echoing with the blood-colored streamer, was a cluster of bright blue sword shadows.

In just the blink of an eye, the two sides were in this mid-air, and dozens of hands converged, and lying there, I could only see the illusory afterimages of the two sides, constantly shuttling in the black fog.

"Bang!"

After nearly a hundred rounds of fighting, the figures of the two sides separated under a vibration of the air.

"Seven Star Sect? I remember, after this battle, I will definitely find an opportunity to visit the door and turn all the disciples of the Seven Star Sect into my ghost servants, "After nearly a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, the fierce spirit of the ghost king was also completely stimulated, and at this time, a pair of blood-glittering eyes stared at the Qinglian Dao people, and said very crazy.

"Hmph, if you don't have that, I'll eradicate your evil today." Hearing the words of the ghost king, Qinglian Daoren's originally calm face also showed a bit of coldness at this moment, and said in a low voice.

"Hehe, is there a chance, didn't you say it, you want to kill me? You don't have that strength yet! ”

"Whew!"

The ghost king smiled evilly, and when he said these things coldly, he urged his figure again, roaring away, and the scythe of death in his hand swept out again between the flicks of the chain. At this time, I saw that under the raging flying of the Scythe of Death, the terrifying yin power that erupted could almost smash the void, and every terrifying blood-colored sword ray, when it was urged, would leave a long phantom trail in mid-air.

"Woooo"

In the face of the full force of the ghost king's outburst, the Qinglian Daoist also looked solemn, under the wielding of the blue long sword, the Dao power in his body was also exerted to the extreme, and one by one the mighty qi came out.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Soon, the collision of the good and evil qi of the two sides, in the case of the increasingly fierce battle, the figures of the two sides were also intertwined with each other, and they saw the Qinglian Dao people, with the blue long sword in their hands, constantly resisting the attack of the Ghost King's Death Scythe.

The two sides seem to be at a stalemate, but with experience, I realized that the strength of the Qinglian Dao person in front of me is weaker than that of the Ghost King, and this weakness cannot be seen in a short time, but if the battle continues like this, after a long time, his weakness will become more and more obvious.

At this moment, I really wanted to participate in the battle, but my body was under the control of the ghost qi, and I couldn't move at all, and I could only watch.

"Whew!"

At this time, after hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting, the ghost king was also a little anxious, and under the collision again, the figure quickly retreated, and followed closely, he urged all his yin and evil ghost power to come out, and in an instant, accompanied by a powerful aura fluctuation that shocked the soul, he saw the death scythe in his hand, and the blood-colored sword that burst out also looked extremely demonic, and suddenly, in the entire ruins and ruins, were reflected with a strange blood.

Almost instantly, the blood-colored light, the moment it erupted, a supreme yin aura, containing terrifying soul suppression, shrouded towards the Qinglian Dao people.

"Drink!"

Feeling the threat of that powerful evil qi, Qinglian Dao people, at this moment, their expressions were also extremely dignified, and then, under a light drink, in a dense light, the blue long sword in his hand, the light circulating around his body suddenly dimmed, and then, he saw a dazzling light, bursting out from the body of the Qinglian Dao person, and then quickly condensed on the long sword.

"Wow!"

In an instant, I saw a blue sword qi burst out quickly, and immediately after, it quickly converged into an illusory sword shadow with countless rune light, and it bombarded straight towards the Ghost King.

At this moment, this piece of air seemed to be frozen.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Then, under a strong vibration, a violent breath of smoke and dust also filled the entire ruins, and at that moment, under the extremely strong soul vibration, I saw the surrounding scene, which was completely blurred.

At the same time, there were bursts of whimpering voices of those ghosts around, like a hundred ghosts crying.

"Master!"

"Master"

Soon, at the moment when the breath and smoke were about to dissipate, a few exclamations came from the direction of the distance, and immediately after, a strong wind was heard, and it was obvious that another group of people were coming.

And when I heard those calls, I clearly recognized that one of them was Su Qingying, who I had seen before.

Qinglian Daoren is the sect master of the Seven Star Sect, that is Su Qingying's master, it stands to reason that Su Qingying is normal here, but I don't know why, I suddenly heard his shout at this time, and there were some unspeakable surprises and surprises in my heart.