At the same time that Chen Qiye was facing Zhuo Long alone, he was far away at the mouth of Sancha Lake.

This is the barren river, the Mu River, the Lu River, the boundless lake formed by the confluence of the three rivers, and the radius of tens of thousands of miles is a piece of turquoise, and the demon beasts are rampant, even if it is the immortal three slashing road, they dare not go deep easily.

At this moment, on this boundless lake, there was a humanoid old man with horns standing in the void.

The old man was full of white hair and thin as wood, but his qi and blood were unusually vigorous.

He was dressed in gray, his whole body was covered with patterns, and he was holding a crystal clear three-foot Qingfeng in his right hand, which was Chen Qiye's 'Nameless Immortal Sword'.

The old man is none other than the old man who grabbed the sword.

In front of the old man of Canghai, a thick ice cap rose on the surface of the lake, and an old man with the same white hair stared at the long sword in his hand with a solemn expression, and his voice was low and hoarse: "With the help of the power of the Extreme Dao Emperor's soldiers, you can actually break through the triple ice seal!" ”

This old man's face was pale, he had already entered the great power, and he was almost one step away from being able to reverse the three immortals.

"Fu Heng! It's been a hundred years......"

The old man's eyes were red, and the slightest trace of blood condensed: "In order to avenge this, I have endured it for a hundred years!" ”

"Revenge?" The old man named Fu Heng laughed disdainfully when he heard this: "What qualifications do you have to say the word 'revenge', Canghai old dog, back then, you attacked the senior brother for your own selfishness, causing him to fall in the Muhe Ancient Tomb...... If it weren't for the little junior sister's intercession, I would have killed you with one palm! ”

"It's ridiculous, the little junior sister still believes in your rhetoric, and finally withered in the years......" Fu Heng's voice became louder and louder, his blood continued to climb, his face gradually became ruddy, and his eyes flashed with determination: "It's useless to talk too much, today is either you die or I die!" ”

As he spoke, he raised one hand in the void, and from his hand, a white silk thread spread, and this silk thread directly pulled below, and a huge net appeared on the surface of the lake.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

The wind whistled along the net.

"Heaven and earth?"

The corners of the old man's lips rose slightly: "Blockade thousands of miles, weave lakes into nets, Fu Heng, your net is really terrible, it's a pity......"

Faced with the boundless net wrapped layer by layer, the old man of Canghai was not afraid, but sneered, when the light flickered.

With a slight stroke of the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' in his hand, the vast and unpredictable power seemed to suppress a piece of heaven and earth, and forcibly pressed the wrapped net into powder!

"Is this the power of the emperor?" Fu Heng trembled violently, blood spurted out, and his qi and blood shrank instantly.

His eyes were filled with a strong sense of fascination: the power of the emperor, how could ordinary people look up to it!

"Fu Heng, in front of the imperial soldiers, you are too weak......"

The old man of Canghai looked up to the sky and laughed: "I am now urging a point of imperial power, even if you step into the Immortal Three, there is only one way to die......

"Why!"

Fu Heng's eyes closed, and he let out a long roar, and his voice turned into waves, condensing the entire lake into the air: "The sky has no eyes!" ”

His howling was filled with helplessness, unwillingness, anger and heartbreak.

"Life and death!"

"Dead and alive!"

"So what!"

Fu Heng was stunned, and his momentum rose again: "Canghai old dog, even if I die today, I will die with you......"

The light of the road was released, and there seemed to be an invisible big knife in the sky.

"Reverse slashing the 'true self'?"

The old man of Canghai sneered, and the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' slowly retracted behind him, shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's okay, if you and my senior brother are in the same place, I'll let you cut the 'true me' backwards!" ”

He stood with his hands in his hands, standing in the void, letting Fu Heng cut his 'true self'.

Extremely arrogant: "You never know how terrible the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier is...... Not to mention the Immortal Three Slashing Dao, even if it is a half-saint, he does not dare to face Emperor Wei directly! ”

In an instant, Fu Heng's white hair turned black, and his face instantly became younger.

"Old dog in the sea! Die! ”

The furious sound was monstrous, and the lake rushed, directly rolling up the white waves, and the white waves turned into frost in an instant.

This piece of heaven and earth is like falling straight into the Cambrian period, frozen for hundreds of miles.

"Did you really succeed?"

The old man's eyes shrank, and he immediately licked his lips: "It's okay, accept your essence and blood, let me live another life!" ”

He froze with his fingers, and the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' flew out like a spirit.

"If you can die under the power of the imperial soldiers, you will have no regrets......"

The old man of Canghai smiled coldly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he let out a long roar: "Condensation!" ”

I saw the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' shining in the air, and a majestic aura erupted like a fountain......

"Fu Heng, ...... die"

His' it! Before the word was finished, I saw the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' flash and disappear in the air.

And what covered this majestic and mighty aura was endless frost!

"Broken! Broken! ”

The eyes of the old man of Canghai were about to pop out, and the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier who had been practicing for more than ten days disappeared in an instant, and there was not even a trace of induction.

The 'Linlang Mirror' was sacrificed in the air, but in the face of Fu Heng's endless ice, it had no effect at all.

"Bang dang!"

With a trembling sound, the old man's 'Linlang Mirror' shattered, and three thousand white silks turned into a web of heaven and earth to completely net him, hanging in the air like a spider predator.

"Chen Qiye! It must be Chen Qiye! ”

The old man's eyes were bloody, and he roared like madness, but unfortunately Fu Heng didn't give him a trace of room to turn around.

The cold air condensed into frost along the three thousand white silks, and the old man of Canghai was directly frozen in ice.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound like spring thunder, the invincible old man of Canghai was torn to pieces.

"Big brother...... Little Sister...... I've finally avenged you! ”

Fu Heng knelt down in the void, old tears were rampant!

His qi and blood decayed again, and old lines appeared on his cheeks, and the reverse slash of the 'true self' failed.

"Chen Qiye?"

For a long time, Fu Heng's eyes looked into the distance, and his figure flashed and disappeared at the mouth of Sancha Lake.

……

When Lu Jun first turned around, Chen Qiye had already stretched out his hand and shook it: "You have already transformed into a one-step form, you could have been carefree, but unfortunately you became greedy and devoured cultivators for food......

"Then damn it."

He shook it suddenly, the streamer condensed, and a crystal clear three-foot green blade appeared.

As soon as this sword appeared, a vast and distant aura erupted.

"What's that?"

When the three people of Nanyu Sect saw this scene, they trembled violently, and they couldn't stop trembling, an impulse to kneel came from their hearts, and it was difficult to resist!

'Nameless Fairy Sword'!

When Chen Qiye held it again in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, this sword seemed to be able to go up to the Nine Heavens and slash the Netherworld!

"Hiss!"

Blanching Jiao finally sensed that something was wrong, its attention was originally focused on Lu Junchu, seeing her white shadow retreat, it was suddenly shocked by a vast aura, and the scene of Chen Qiye holding a sword was printed in those cold pupils the size of a basketball.

People are ordinary people, but the sword is an extraordinary sword!

Blanching Jiao was suddenly startled, and the scales of his whole body stood upside down, just like a fried cat, opening his mouth and spitting out, this breath brewed poison, a poison that can corrode everything!

The streamer traveled across its scales, and at the moment of its breath, it bowed back with the force of the recoil, trying to escape.

Just this moment!

When Chen Qiye held the sword, the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly, like a peerless swordsman standing on the top of the sea of stars, facing not a blanching beast, but the stars of the universe.

Seeing the long sword held by Chen Qiye, he waved it lightly, and lightly spit out three words in his mouth.

"Pluck! Sword! Style! ”

There is nothing to describe the sharpness of this sword!

This sword is cut out, as if even heaven and earth can be split into two parts, the so-called sword slashing stars, probably this feeling.

In the pupils of countless people, only a golden light that penetrated the sky was pulled out from this half-arc.

After the golden light was pulled out, it was like a long knife cutting off the flow of water, easily extinguishing the poisonous mist spit out by the blanching Jiao, and directly cutting off the blanching Jiao's head.

It has been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has cultivated a continuous condensation of dragon qi, such as the rigid scales of magic weapons, and the cultivation of the dragon extreme realm, under this golden light, it is like paper paste, like tofu in two sections.

"Shhh Roar! Yikes! ”

The blanching Jiao let out a heart-rending roar, and the strange beasts in the whole area were like frightened hares, scattering and running wildly, and the pythons that gathered in the poisonous fog area were crazy to die.

'Shy and instigating! ’

It's like the endless sound of spring rain.

At this moment, the first scale of the blanched Jiao fell off, two, three...... Countless pieces.

Immediately, its snake head slipped down as the golden light faded, and a fountain of blood erupted from the snake's body, and the wound was like a mirror, smooth without a trace of flaw.

"Boom!"

The blanched Jiao's head and body smashed down from the sky and landed on the ground, blasting out a huge deep pit.

At this moment, the earth shakes!

This Dragon Extreme Realm, which had devoured many cultivators of the Nanyu Sect, was slashed by Chen Qiye with a sword.

The 'Nameless Immortal Sword' is gone.

"Well, it's terrible!"

The surviving three people of the Nanyu Sect stood on the spot, and Jiang Yuling's voice almost groaned out of his throat.

"What's this, don't you blame it......"

Bai Ningbing next to him was also shocked in his heart: Lao Chen became more and more terrifying.

However, he still behaved lightly, raised his eyebrows lightly and said: "My old Chen Xinshan, otherwise if you start a fire, what kind of bullshit saint and saint son of your Nanyu Sect is not enough for him to cut ...... with a sword."