In the face of the thunderous blow that fell from the nine heavens, Chen Qiye's face did not move, and the Shenxia pulled out by the blue light seemed to attract countless eyes, Chen Qiye had no time to be in a trance, including Lu Junchu's inexplicable words.

The 'Nameless Immortal Sword' moved, and on the half-arc that Chen Qiye pulled, a cold light flashed, and a golden and brilliant light pulled out a long tail flame and directly hit the thunderbolt spear.

"Boom!"

This golden light collided directly with the thunder and lightning.

Suddenly, the sound of an explosion sounded on the flat ground, and countless rays of electric light and energy spread out to the surroundings, turning into an electric circle with a radius of tens of hundreds of meters.

"This is ......," countless eyes gradually sprouted a look of horror.

Because the golden light did not disappear, it swept past the lightning spear, exploded the void, and swept towards the Purple Flame Thunderbird with endless momentum.

'Boom! ’

There was another trembling sound, and the Blue Tribulation Sword fell straight under the five-color altar, really like a meteorite falling to the ground and exploding thunder.

After this sound, almost instantly, a long roaring dragon chant erupted in the air, and the sound waves turned into terrifying waves and swept away directly.

In the void, there seemed to be an incomparably low trembling sound.

A stream of blood drew a blood-colored arc in mid-air along the white figure flying upside down, and she was like a kite with a broken string, free-falling!

"I'm going to skin you alive!" The fierce demon from the Beicang Cave Heaven was furious, and the blood-red brilliance shone brightly, and he heard a trampling thunder explode on the ground.

The other big demons also reacted, the Blue Tribulation Long Sword came too fast, they were both the first order of Sendai, maybe with the blessing of the power of the bloodline, they might not be able to kill Lu Junchu, but Lu Junchu's sword speed of condensing into one was far from being comparable to them.

And!

Her sword, just like the old man in the sea, was the most decisive sword.

She can hurt!

You can die!

But definitely not to turn the defense, this is the sword of the sword idiot, the sword of the indomitable sword.

Crazy is crazy sometimes, crazy crazy!

She condensed the extreme power of the first order of Sendai with a sword, and forcibly interrupted the operation of the altar, and she was also injured by the dragon's roar, coupled with the exhausted divine power, her body couldn't stop falling down.

And what was reflected in those beautiful eyes was a big demon with raging flames all over his body.

His eyes widened with anger, and he wanted to eat Lu Junchu alive.

"Are you going to die?"

"I'm going to die!"

Lu Junchu suddenly felt that it was good to die like this, since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

Just like Ye Guxue's obsession: those who ask questions are not afraid of life and death.

Not everyone is afraid of death, Ye Guxue, who was holding the Fangzheng sword on the altar, stared at the void, his hand became tighter and tighter, so tight that the Fangzheng sword was trembling, as if he felt the heartache of his master.

The big demon only needs to blink an eye to take off, but the time of this blink is as long as a piece of cloth.

Lu Junchu already felt the scorching breath rushing to her face, and she suddenly wanted to turn over, turn her gaze, and look down.

It's a pity that she gathered all her strength on that sword, as if it were true, there was no trace of power left.

"Don't!"

Su slowly shouted a heart-rending voice, and the cultivators on the entire altar were inexplicably sad, and they didn't even have time to rejoice in coming back from the brink of death, they were about to watch the peerless fairy who had saved them, Xiang Xiaoyu, die.

It's still a dead end, and they're just barely breathing for a moment, and this moment is to be exchanged for a fresh life.

Silence is the most helpless resistance.

"Die!"

A shudder rang out from the explosion of thunder and lightning, and a three-foot green blade cracked through the void.

And the young man holding this three-foot green blade, the whole person stands like a god and demon, his body is bent, as if he bends a bow to shoot the sunset nine days of Houyi gods, the vertebrae of the pillar of the dragon secret realm condensed like the sky are the bow body, the hands and feet are the bowstrings, and the 'nameless fairy sword' is the divine arrow that can shoot down the sun!

"Bang!"

Chen Qiye threw the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' into the Endless Void, and the three-foot Qingfeng bloomed with endless light.

The next moment!

The unfathomable power swept up, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

"No!"

And the big demon who faced this power let out a final scream, and he didn't believe until he died that he would be killed by a monk from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

Under the emperor's might, the great demon was like a withered fallen leaf, scorched by the flames!

Under the howling of the wind, the last trace of it was blown away, and nothing could fall, not even ashes!

The staggered light above the void also stopped at this moment, and they forcibly stopped the incoming figures, as if there were more than a dozen streamers frozen in mid-air.

That unfathomable power has existed in this heaven and earth since ancient times, this is a supreme majesty, it is not an imperial soldier!

It's a fairy sword!

The Emperor's Extreme Blade is an Imperial Soldier!

And this is a fairy sword that belongs to the Red Dust Immortal to condense!

In this heaven and earth, a bright sword light illuminated the surrounding space, and that sword light appeared so suddenly, incandescent, as if it was the only lightning.

The sky was quiet, and the Kuroshio Tide had stagnated.

They are demon beasts, even if they are the Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Four Poles, and even the Secret Realm of the Transformation Dragon, after all, they have not transformed into shapes, and they cannot face this unpredictable and vast coercion!

All the cultivators who were blocked on the altar were stunned, that monk who was no more than the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm actually sacrificed the 'Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier', and even the half-step power and the Transformation Demon were slashed by him with a sword.

"It's him! He is Chen Qiye! ”

Xiao Yunlin finally saw clearly who the young man who came with the sword was there, and her exclamation echoed throughout the altar.

That's it, too!

There is only one person in Fengming's three thousand miles with imperial soldiers, and that is the mysterious Chen Qiye.

In the eyes of everyone who mixed all kinds of emotions, Chen Qiye's figure was like a magnificent white light, picking up Lu Junchu who was flying upside down from the air and floating to the ground.

The three-foot Qingfeng that reflected the heavens also went down with the turn, in the end, it was the urging of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and the divine power could not maintain the continuous outbreak of the emperor's power, this was the gap in the realm, and it could not be crossed in a moment and a half.

Even so, the supreme power that erupted was enough to shock for a moment, giving Chen Qiye a little buffer time.

Lu Junchu's face was bloodless at the moment, pale and pale, without the support of divine power, like a candle that could be extinguished at any time in the wind, and the sword she released with all her divine power was the most brilliant sword she stepped into Sendai.

She didn't know if there was room to turn around, or if she could survive......

It was most likely the last battle of her life, so she shouted that sentence as she unleashed the sword.

This is not a problem, the question is the answer given by Chen Qiye!

"You're not going to die!"

Chen Qiye gently put down Lu Junchu, and he said these four words very solemnly: You will not die.

It's like a promise, like a promise, but in Lu Junchu's ears, it's more like a refusal......

Lu Junchu looked at his face and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he didn't dare.

In the end, the jade hand, which was as light as a weight and weak, finally just landed on his white robe, patting the dust off his shoulder.

Chen Qiye nodded at her, no one understood the meaning of this nod, and there was no time to explain it to Chen Qiye.

Because the three-foot green blade had already turned, the roar of the big demon also trembled through the heavens and the earth.

"Kill him, kill him!"

More than twenty shape-shifting demons roared in unison, like thunder roaring, and they all knew that it was impossible for a monk of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm to continuously urge the 'Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers'!

Can't give him a chance to relax!

The figure in the white robe and the sword accelerated again, and his Shenhua condensation was a few points weaker than before, and he had no room to retreat, so he could only hold the sword and kill again.

This moment, in the eyes of all practitioners!

That weak dragon cultivator was magnified countless times, and he became magnificent!

Because he did not raise the imperial soldiers to flee, but faced a battle with death and no life!

Bai Ningbing watched, sniffed twice, and muttered:

"I want to cry!"