The moment the main body of the Red Dust Immortal Law collapsed, Red Dust Jun came to his senses.

He tried to save.

It only takes one spell to complete the Mind Illusion Technique that has been eliminated again, but the moment when the Great Black Sky Evil Gu is added to the body and makes the body sluggish, it becomes a life-threatening day.

The purple light is brilliant, a sword comes from the west, attracting the Qinglian sword, and a thousand lights sweep, cutting off the heaven and the earth.

Carrying the incarnation of the Red Dust King, the sword saint with Liu Sheng's heart was surrounded by flowers, it was the collision of talisman spells, and his instinctive reaction was also as soon as possible, the sword fell into his hand, and with a wave of his hand, it was a red dust sword.

The arc light was reflected in Shen Qiu's eyes who attacked with a sword.

The desolate struggle in Yanjiao as a child.

With Qingqing, the calm and softness of the master's life.

In the Taihang Mountains, under the night rain, the embarrassment of fleeing from the wilderness.

The city of Suzhou burst silently.

That sword brought up an arc light, and when the blade was close to the body, it also stirred the memories in his heart, and outlined a sword of lore in the true and false.

In addition to the red dust introduction, there is also the red dust swordsmanship.

Even if Immortal Jun is not a sword cultivator, this means of pressing the bottom of the box is enough to rival the power of sword cultivation, after all, he has lived countless lives, and his strange wisdom has brought him almost endless means.

"Bang"

Hongchen is a sword, and it is collected with one touch.

Three feet in front of Shen Qiu, he collided with the earthy yellow air shield, like a Xuanwu phantom suddenly appeared, swallowing this sword into the air and eliminating the disaster.

The Nirvana Mental Method, which is the number one in the world, also bursts out with a more gorgeous posture in Shen Qiu's hands.

Powerful. Protective Nirvana. Turtle Shield.

"Poof"

The blue lotus sword shot across the air, tearing apart the talisman spell, and the cyan Canglan sword qi spread, tearing apart the sky covered with black clouds overhead, and also making the incarnation of Hongchen Jun like a ruptured water bladder.

Blood.

Blood poured out of the torso, like a crushed watermelon.

Shen Qiu, who had already prepared for the Red Dust Sword, saw Huanghuang Tai'a coming in the sky, transforming into all kinds of sword shadows, and the swarm of bees swept over like predators, tearing apart the left hand holding the knife.

The sword fell to the ground, and under the fatal attack in front of him, it was too late for the Immortal Monarch to use the red dust to attract it.

So the light and shadow flowed, like a whirlpool converged, swallowing the incarnation of the Red Dust Monarch into it, dissipating on the spot, and the ground was covered and shattered by the sword qi of Wei Dao Tai'a in an instant, bringing up a purple tornado, and the sword dance waves.

The figure of the immortal monarch reappeared nearly a mile away.

The mighty armor on his body has been shattered, the antler helmet on his head has also been cut by the sword qi, the left hand is broken miserably from the elbow, and the body is covered with various penetrating scars, and the soul destroying ghost claws are urging, quickly sealing the aura in the body.

This good incarnation was only destroyed by Shen Qiu's sword in less than three breaths.

This left-handed demon is fierce to the point.

But it's okay.

There is also the movement of the immortal family, which is faster than the movement of the warrior, and it is more divine thought, and it is not a problem to break the space and move a hundred miles with one thought.

At this time, Xianjun was angry in his heart.

There is not only anger at Shen Qiu's disobedience.

And anger at yourself.

I really slept for a thousand years, and my head was confused, and I actually fell into this mortal way, and I was constantly reincarnated in that strange world, and I almost fell into a Jedi.

This wasn't a thousand years ago, and he wasn't the fearless Hongchen Jun he used to be.

"Huh"

Immortal Jun pinched the spell in his right hand, and the Dao streamer turned into an auspicious cloud, wrapped around the body, and the distance had been widened, so he wanted to use a powerful immortal method to kill Shen Qiu here.

"Bang"

The immortal law was about to rise, and when the aura gathered, a loud bang suddenly appeared behind the immortal monarch.

The talisman spell bursts.

In the shadow of ten thousand flowers, the clenched fist, like a battering ram, slammed into the heart of the immortal monarch, and the flesh and blood of the hit burst and the bones were broken.

The expressionless Ziwei Dao Chang stepped on the sky.

In his hand, the ordinary Taiyue Jade Emperor Fist, the introductory boxing technique of the Jade Emperor Palace, with the blessing of Shenwu Aura, played a power that was not weaker than the Tai'a Sword.

There is a true qi mixed with spiritual energy, like a white cloud, wrapped around the body of the Dao Chief.

If you shoot with your fist, you will have the magic of catching the dragon and controlling the crane.

"Poor Dao Fang just had a long dream."

With the hoarse voice of the Dao Changsha, the second punch came like lightning.

Another splash of blood splattered, scattering the aura gathered by the Red Dust Monarch head-on.

The martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Rank, with the technique of bursting clothes, turned the spiritual energy in his body into a scorching air current, and wrapped his whole body, like a ghost and god warrior who fought desperately in Jinling one night.

"Thank you Xianjun for making up for all the regrets of the poor road."

On the edge of Huang Wumiao's eyes, there was also a purple arc of electricity, such as the arrival of Wu Jun, Shen Qiu broke through the red dust lead, and from the endless reincarnation of the red dust dream, it was not only he who woke up.

In the eyes of Hongchen Jun's incarnation, a trace of despair flashed at this moment.

"Poof"

When the black robe danced, under the Jade Emperor's fist, a fluttering palm slapped on the miserable back of the incarnation's blood and bones, and the infinite strength entered the body, smashing most of the bones in the body.

The Taoist retracted his fists, and the energy outside his body flowed horizontally, and his hair and beard danced, looking like a martial arts immortal.

Gathered in the incarnation body, the power of destruction burst out at the last moment, slapping the incarnation of the Red Dust Monarch forward.

He was powerless to resist.

The soul is not damaged, but the body is wasted and turned into a cage.

There is also an immortal law, the heavens and the earth shook, the thunder light rolled up, with the immortal monarch's divine thoughts, if the thunderstorm fell, the dazzling red light was like a halberd falling from the sky, and it smashed down towards Shen Qiu, who was holding a sword in front of him.

Powerful. Open the sky!

"Boom"

The Liangyi Divine Fist waved, and the right fist slammed into the sky, colliding with the Annihilation Red Thunder, and the five-color true air of the Lechuan Exercise swirled, entangled in the four directions of the heavy fist, making this punch hit the power of the Heaven and Earth Jedi.

The shattered thunder light was interrupted by the fist in the air, and the lightning was cut open for a moment, and the fist force swept into the clouds, shattering the ominous red thunder piece by piece.

There is also a deadly purple light, which lights up in the energy.

Just like the purple qi coming from the east, it is mighty and mighty, and the sword is unstoppable.

"Poof"

The blade enters the body, and the silkiness is abnormal.

The benefit of ether Azhi, who has broken the mundane qi and destroyed the immortal family magic shield, is like a sharp table knife, sliding lightly into the butter block, and will not be blocked for a cent.

Shen Qiu, who came with a sword, could see the blood light burst out in front of him, and the time flowing around him seemed to slow down at this moment.

He took a step forward.

His left hand was placed on Hongchen Jun's broken shoulder, and his right hand held the sword, squeezing three inches forward, and stabbing the entire Gu Gu Tai'a into this Hongchen incarnation in his heart.

The five-colored true qi entangled the two of them, like the style of an immortal family, and the clouds and mist flowed.

Drops of blood also dripped down from the blade of Tai'a's sword that pierced the back heart, just like the life of this incarnation, sprinkled like flowing water, unstoppable.

Kendama clings to the flesh and blood of the avatar.

In the sea of consciousness of the Red Dust Monarch, the black hole that engulfed everything also began to introduce his immortal soul into it.

"This gentleman is not Dongling."

With red eyes, Hongchen Jun smiled at Shen Qiu in front of him in the power of that divine soul:

"Your means are useless to me!"

"Huh"

The soul is out of the body.

Just like the driver abandoned the bionic bipedal robot that had been damaged and could not fight, the spirit of Hongchen Jun fell in front of Shen Qiu, and the spirit was wearing the robe of the fairy family, stepping on auspicious clouds, and the glow was contrasting.

There was a ribbon wrapped around him, and his long hair, half black and half white, danced.

It's just that there should be a face, but there is only chaos, like a flowing halo, and a face will be reflected every moment.

But the next moment, it will be replaced by a different face.

Men and women, young and old, like people and not people.

Cultivating the Red Dust Immortal Dao is to use the method of reincarnation to the extreme, and as Dong Lingjun said, every time the divine soul takes away, it will blur the original face by a point.

The Hongchen Jun in front of him was a thousand years ago in order to cultivate the Hongchen Dao Method, and I don't know how many times he turned around.

Instead of calling him Xianjun.

It would be better to call him the Faceling.

On that chaotic face, the ever-changing facial features showed a sarcastic smile at Shen Qiu, as if to say to him, you and other mortal martial artists are doing very well, but that's it.

"Bang"

The spirit exploded.

It's like suicide and self-destruction.

But having lost its intact body, the ruptured soul did not dissipate between heaven and earth, but instead turned into thousands of chaotic souls, like a storm that disappeared, and one by one turned into invisibility.

It seems that ghosts are everywhere, and they use various spells to stir up the wind and clouds, and in the cover of gorgeous spells, they scatter in all directions.

"Dao Chief, take the sword!"

With a wave of Shen Qiu's right hand, Wei Dao Tai'a turned into purple light and flew towards Ziwei Dao Chang, who pinched the sword technique, and the divine sword flew around him, falling lightly into the palm of his hand.

"Go ahead with the plan!"

This shout made Daoist Ziwei understand in his heart.

He didn't pay attention to flying in all directions, constantly throwing down all kinds of spells, stirring up the red dust and chaos of the heavens and the earth, and stomped on the sky once, and the whole person turned into a cloud and mist torrent, sweeping into the remnants of Dongying below.

The landing point is extremely accurate, and where he stepped on, he brought up the wind and dust tornado, pushing away the ghost warrior who was guarding the birds.

Shen Qiu's second disciple, watching the chaotic souls flying around in the sky, also knew what he should do, and he didn't need the Dao Chief's advice, so he jumped up and fell behind the Dao Chief, like a monkey climbing up, lying on the shoulder of the Ziwei Dao Chief.

"Sit tight!"

Huang Wumiao admonished, held Tai'a upside down, and stepped forward for a moment, like stepping on a ladder and flying high in the sky.

"There!"

Asuka opened his eyes wide and pointed forward.

The red dust and chaotic soul that ordinary people can't see, in the eyes of this child, is like ink in a basin of water, which can be seen clearly.

"Huh"

Ziwei Daoist took Tai'a out of the sheath in his hand, and following the instructions of the flying bird, the mighty sword qi broke out of the blade, crossed the sky and the earth, and the sword qi arrived, twisting the chaotic souls that escaped in the airspace into it.

The Immortal Monarch Divine Soul gathered together may have blocked Tai'a's shot, but when this incarnation was thousands of times, it did escape Shen Qiu's soul extraction with Sword Jade, but it was also weakened.

In the face of the mighty sword qi mixed with aura, the chaotic soul howled and threw out all kinds of spells, there were wind, fire, thunder and lightning, clouds and mist light veils, just like an immortal exhibition, wonderful, but also unable to resist.

Break the law with one sword!

Being caught in it by the sword light, the chaotic soul was pierced through the soul body, raging like a bone-scraping wind, destroying all kinds of supernatural and making the soul extremely weak.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Under the precise guidance of the Flying Bird Brand Divine Soul Radar, the purple sword light, like a brilliant heavenly thunder, stabbed in all directions from a high altitude, and in less than ten breaths, nearly a hundred percent of the souls were beaten and weakly exited.

High in the sky, Shen Qiu held the sword jade in his hand, releasing the black sand aura, blending into the air aura, and maximizing the power of soul extraction.

The chaotic soul that was swept away by the sword qi couldn't resist the soul-draining, and was forcibly pulled into the sword jade.

But that's not enough.

No matter how fast Ziwei Dao Chang fights, there is no way to completely capture the soul of Hongchen Jun before all the chaotic souls escape, this Hongchen immortal technique breeds wonderful divine souls, and these chaotic souls that fly out are both the whole and the individual.

Anyone who escapes one of them means that Hongchen Jun is out of danger, and he only needs to concentrate on cultivation, and he can regain his complete divine soul, and then make a comeback.

This is the most difficult part of Hongchen Jun.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

"Buzz"

The shackles of the sword jade were loosened at this moment, and a dark blue ghost fire appeared behind Shen Qiu, like a ghost lamp, flickering and flickering.

"All out!"

Shen Qiu held the sword jade in his hand and called in a deep voice.

In the next moment, thousands of dark blue ghost fires sprang up like a storm.

Clusters, one by one, emerged from the dim skylight, entangled in Shen Qiu's body for dozens of zhang, and the gloomy blue glow illuminated this heavenly domain to the extreme.

Each ghost fire represents a martial artist who was abolished by Shen Qiu.

Their main body has become a wasted person, and the remnant souls that have been cut off by the distraction technique have been filled with spiritual energy, and they have cultivated into crippled souls one by one, just like a prisoner in the soul, if Shen Qiu does not allow it, they will never be able to return to their main body.

Is it cruel?

It's brutal.

But it is necessary.

All this preparation is for this moment!

"Shen knows his wishes, no need to shout, no more begging!"

Shen Qiu raised his finger and pointed to the chaotic soul battlefield with purple light below, his tone was low, and the commander instructed the enemy.

"Everything you want is right in front of you!"

"Go!"

"Rush over!"

"Bring those chaotic souls to Shen! If you can kill the immortals here today, you will be able to free yourself from the nightmare and return to your body! ”

This rebuke disturbed a thousand ghost lights.

Those dark blue ghosts turned into light souls, their faces hideous, and they were distorted like ghosts.

They howled in unison, and it was eerie.

Shen Qiu's promise was like a big flag, turning them into brutal and ruthless soul-chasing dogs, each looking for a target, stretching their figures from above the heavenly domain, and speeding away in all directions.

It's like the gate of Huangquan suddenly opened at this moment, and the ghosts of purgatory have set foot in the world.

They don't use the Reiki Immortal Method.

But with his hands, arms, and even his teeth, in the midst of a howl, he will fit into the red dust and swoop on the chaotic spirit, and two or three will be encircled, just like ants attacking a weak elephant.

The madness on the remnant soul's face made Hongchen Jun feel a chill in his heart.

Shen Qiu was using them as cannon fodder.

They know it.

But they had to.

Because they are also fighting for themselves.

On Dongying City, this moment was like a hundred ghosts walking at night caused by Shen Qiu.

In the midst of thousands of ghosts crying, the people in the Buddhist sect who destroyed the star mantra of the four directions below trembled, and they had to recite the scriptures loudly to protect their hearts.

In the gust of yin wind, the monk Zhenji used the magic of Buddhism to summon the power of the Ming King, and the golden Buddha light illuminated a corner of the ruined city, and at the moment when most of the onmyoji were slaughtered, the red light rolled the four-sided star mantra was also melted and broken by the Buddha's light.

The evil array of all souls has no protection.

When the formation is broken, it is at this moment.