"What is that wordless heavenly book?"

Ye Wuming was slightly stunned, his eyes were full of shock, but he didn't hesitate, and hurriedly smashed the bronze tripod towards the Seven Swords Spirit Mountain.

Behind him, Ye Wuming and Mo Xinsang saw him make a move, a royal tripod and a Ning Dan, and they quickly came to help.

"Eat me a tiger!"

Lan Mei stood at the end, although he didn't make a full move, however, the fire tripod of its Yuan Shen Second Transformation erupted with a demonic beast's fierce spirit, and the blue fire scorched towards the Seven Swords Spirit Mountain quickly.

At this time, Lan Mei'er was still in the state of a demon beast, in order to maintain her fierce combat power, she did not turn into a human form, Chu Ge and Mo Caiwei were placed between her four huge wings, and at their feet, there was still the crystal star coffin.

Bang!

The dazzling thunderclouds and lightning slammed in mid-air, and hundreds of zhang of thunder flashed among them, only to see several spatial light waves tearing frantically on the altar, and the layers of overlapping sword Yuan Lingshan and corpse puppet pills emitted strange holy light, and the brilliance was victorious.

The blue bricks on the altar were shattered, and the whole heaven and earth were in a violent upheaval, as if the end had come.

For a long time, it seemed that the seventh son had the upper hand, and the Seven Swords Spirit Mountain collapsed several Qingding, and slammed towards Zuo Lang.

"Zuo Lang of the Corpse Puppet Sect first!"

The seven sons let out a loud shout, and took advantage of the power of Lingshan to slash and slash at Zuo Lang, who they already regarded as the number one enemy.

With a snort, the seven sons pinched their fingers at the same time, and a strange blue-purple sword qi emanated from their bodies, containing the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, skillfully seizing yin and yang, and the heavenly spirit mountain condensed by the element of the seven swords instantly turned into seven.

Syllable!

The entire seven Sword Yuan Qingshan smashed towards Zuo Lang at the same time, making people tremble.

"There is no word in the heavenly book, and the mountains and rivers are fixed!"

Zuo Lang is not good at stubble, seeing the seven sons of the sword pointing at him, how could he easily admit defeat, the purple paintbrush in his hand raised towards the sky, and instantly drew a map of a hundred birds and mountains and rivers on the wordless heavenly book, and with a snort, a shocking scene appeared.

The wordless heavenly book painted on the supernatural birds and grass, trees, mountains and rivers actually came to life in an instant, the birds carried the picture, the mountains and rivers were mighty, a burst of purple spiritual light fell from the sky, containing supreme coercion, the hundred birds carried thousands of mountains and rivers, and smashed towards the seven sword mountains.

Bang!

Qingding carried the Dan, the heavenly horse soared, and before the hundred birds crashed into the Sword Mountain, Ye Wuming, Mo Xinsang and others had already stepped on the Qingding Jindan and smashed towards the seventh son.

It's just that the Heavenly Sect's supreme secret technique of the Seven Swords descended the Heavenly Mountain, how could it be broken if it was broken, Ye Wuming, Wu Liang, Mo Xinsang and others had just touched the three sword mountains, and they were shocked by a powerful wave of heaven and earth, and their hearts were stirred, and their qi and blood surged.

"Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain is so strong?"

After a brief confrontation, Ye Wuming and the three of them were slashed by the sharp swords in the seven sword mountains, their clothes were torn, and their headaches were splitting, and with a bang, countless sword rays flew out of the sword mountain, and the speed was so fast that it was like thunder outside the sky, which was unavoidable.

Bang, the three people who were hit in the head by the sword, blood flowed, the back of their heads were concussed, Venus appeared in front of them, and after a period of staggering, their bodies were numb and weak, like a cold finch with broken wings, and they fell directly to the ground, life and death are unknown.

"Nonsense!"

Zuo Lang saw that the three of them were knocked to the ground, and he didn't dare to go to take a closer look, he scolded secretly, the paintbrush in his hand was raised suddenly, and a breath of mountains and rivers erupted, and a hundred birds with grass, trees, mountains and rivers instantly smashed coldly towards the seven sword mountains.

Bang, just as Jian Shan was confronting the hundred birds, his right ear also began to hold the cup and raise the dice, and with a hiss, a red purple ghost fire erupted from his dice cup, and the ghost fire was full of souls, exuding a faint soul-devouring ghostly light, and as soon as it appeared, it swept towards the seven corpse puppet pills.

As soon as the seven Spirits were wrapped in the Ghost Fire, they instantly erupted a wave of soul-devouring anger, transforming into seven flame fireballs and slamming towards the seven sword mountains.

Relying on the addition of the ghost fire, the seven corpse spirit pills were able to compete with the seven mountains for a short time, which was amazing.

It seems that the bottom of this right ear is also extraordinary, and it must be extraordinary that with the strength of the Soul Fusion Realm, it can send out such a powerful technique.

"Zuo Lang, let's shoot together and see if we can break the Seven Swords Technique of the Heavenly Sect!"

At the same time as the right ear made a move, he did not forget to remind Zuo Lang, he held the cup with both hands, the ghost fire was entangled, and a soul-sucking corpse qi shot out in his eyes.

The sound of tearing, Zuo Lang immediately understood, and the two of them shot at the same time, followed by a burst of extremely powerful corpse puppet power, layers of blue-purple corpse qi shrouded, seven golden pills, a hundred birds carried the mountain, and smashed towards the seven sword mountains at the same time.

"Break the power of their corpses, mountains and rivers, success and failure in one fell swoop!"

The seven sons pinched their fingers and held the sword at the same time, and the power of the sword yuan was fully opened, and he was extremely confident in his supreme secret art, and he held the seven sword mountains and smashed down to Zuo Lang without hesitation.

Bang bang bang!

I saw that the purple thunder fire of the Dao Dao exploded in mid-air, the dazzling sword and ghost fire shrouded the heavens and the earth, the hundred birds and mountains and rivers were shattered, and the ghost fire was dim, the seven sword mountains were too strong, and the holy sword blade was full of heaven and earth Dao intent, and it instantly broke the power of the corpses of Zuo Lang and the right ear.

The wordless heavenly book let out a buzzing tremble, under the oppression of the sword mountain, it fell step by step, and the left lang and the right ear were only able to melt the cultivation of the soul realm after all, and they were forced by the supreme pressure of the seven sword mountains, so they had to resist on the one hand and retreat on the other.

According to this style of play, defeat is the inevitable result.

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"The worthy Seven Sons of the Heavenly Sword, even Zuo Lang, the Son of Heaven who carries the reincarnation of the wordless Heavenly Book, is going to be defeated!"

Under the altar, the people of the Zhurong clan gathered together, Ge Tan glanced at the bright sword mountain on the altar, shook his head, and sighed at Wuzi.

Ge Tan, Zuo Lang and others intercepted and killed the Yin and Yang Twins, although they failed to get their wish, but the terrifying strength that Zuo Lang realized made him shocked.

"Not necessarily, he's just waiting for us to make a move!"

Wu Zixu looked up at the sky, the night was thick, his eyes were always deep, full of dark clouds of the night, standing under the altar, every time he looked at the night, his red and black eyes exuded the dark meaning of the chess player, as if he could see through the heavens.

"So, should we make a move?

Ge Tan's pupils shrank, and when he heard Wu Zixu's words, his eyes were shocked, and he immediately asked.

"I only need the Yin Yang Holy Sword, and the one who stands in my way will die?"

Wu Zixu didn't answer Ge Tan's words directly, and when he turned his head to look at Jiang Man, his face turned cold, and a fierce killing intent quickly rolled in his eyes: "Sister Jiang Man, wait for you to make a move, the Yin and Yang Holy Sword, I am bound to win." ”

"Hmm!"

Jiang Man just nodded lightly and didn't say anything.

The other people of the Zhurong clan were not so calm, Ge Tan, Duan Sheli, and Liu Xuanhuang's eyes looked at Wu Zixu in unison, and at this time, they knew that Wu Zixu's real purpose was actually for the two holy swords of Tianzong?

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The moonlight was covered with dust, and the originally dark altar was as bright as day at the moment, a wordless heavenly book, seven sword mountains of the Holy Spirit, on the altar, volleying against each other, and the thundercloud sword light that exploded from it came out, and the heaven and earth changed.

I don't know how long it took, Zuo Lang's childless heavenly book was under the pressure of the sword mountain, and the hundred bird mountains and rivers painted by it collapsed instantly, and the originally dazzling wordless heavenly book was dimmed a lot in an instant, and it fell under the sword mountain.

"Don't fight, go!"

Zuo Lang frowned slightly, looked at Wu Zixu under the altar, and shouted, and then held the paintbrush towards the center of his eyebrows, and a burst of purple mountains and rivers rippled in the Heavenly Book.

Tianshu hummed, let out a snort, and the bright divine light soul flickered, and he wanted to escape with his right ear.

Bang!

A cyan Xuanqing ruler flew in the air, and quickly slapped towards the seven sword mountains, and a cold yin power came out of the pen, just when Zuo Lang was about to retreat, a graceful figure swept with the wind, the woman held a blue pen, and Fusang's beautiful eyes were like water, it was Jiang Man who was in the same vein as Zhu Rong.

"Zuo Lang, retreat now, our Zhurong Yi clan's pulse banner will not easily withdraw from the Great Dream Dynasty!"

Jiang Man just flew into the altar, chuckled at Zuo Lang, and then shot at the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Sword, she held the pen in her hand, and sealed the flying talisman, a burst of red blood light suddenly emanated from the Xuanqing ruler, and the pen gave birth to flowers, the spirit rune Ruolian, and the cyan giant bird quickly flew out of the body, and quickly smashed towards the seven sword mountains.

"I didn't say I wanted to leave! It's just that Zhu Rongyi wants to get what he wants to rob, so he can't sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, right?"

Zuo Lang smiled slightly, there was a slight mockery in his words that were not salty or light, and when he saw that someone from Zhu Rongyi's clan had made a move, he didn't leave, pinched his hands and slammed the wordless heavenly book towards the seven sword mountains again, and quickly attacked.

At the moment when Zuo Lang made a move, behind Jiang Man, three cyan streamers swept towards the altar with the wind, and the moment the three figures fell into the altar, the entire altar trembled, and even the air in mid-air formed a flower, a scorching fire lotus.

These three people are Zhu Rong's Ge Tan, Xuan Sheli and Liu Xuanhuang.

"Zuo Lang, help us kill the Yin and Yang Twins, I wish the people of the Rong Yi clan, I will give you a satisfactory explanation?"

As soon as the three of them fell on the altar, they also pinched their fingerprints at the same time, and a fierce power of the Yuan Shen came out of their bodies, extremely fierce, and with a bang, three cyan gods flew out of their heads, and among the three green tripods, they could faintly watch a red furnace in the dark night, changing the ghostly light.

The two giant tripods, a tripod fire god furnace, burned in bursts of fire, and smashed against the sword mountain that was bullied in the air.

The three people of the Zhu Rong clan were originally strong people above the second change of the Yuan Shen, and Liu Xuanhuang was still the strong person of the third change of the Yuan Shen, and he had faintly crossed the Zhu Rong Furnace, and he was about to condense the golden body of the god statue.

Bang!

With the addition of the four Yuan Shen powerhouses of the Zhu Rong clan, the seven sword mountains of the Holy Spirit were instantly blocked.

The Qingding furnace smashed down in the air, the seven sword mountains collapsed in a corner, several people of the Zhu Rong clan seized the opportunity, and all kinds of natal treasures were exhausted, such as the Xuanqi pen, the fire sickle soul flag, the ghost bow and turtle arrows, the dragon spear, the wine and the fire... The strength of these Zhurong sons is not weak, and the mixed combat power can smash mountains and destroy the sea.

Bang!

After a violent smashing, the sword light gradually dimmed, and under the alliance of Zuo Lang and Zhurong Zhuzi, the seven sword mountains actually showed signs of loosening...

"What should I do?"

The seventh son insisted on his real name Sword, his face sank like water, and he looked at each other, the most fearful thing for them still happened, the people of the Corpse Puppet Sect actually joined forces with the people of the Zhu Rong clan to deal with them again.