Yun Huang's gaze fell on a crack in the Thousand Fire Tree, and he raised his hand to tear it apart, when suddenly, a brilliant sword light pierced the sky and hit the crack fiercely.

This sword ray came fiercely, and the Cloud Emperor instantly retreated, so he was not harmed.

Raising his eyes and looking into the distance, he saw several figures walking out of the jungle, wearing splendid Taoist robes, and the blood surging in his body was very terrifying, and he knew that the origin was extraordinary at a glance.

The person at the front was holding the Qinghong sword, and the sword body was surrounded by the blazing Ruixia, and there was a fierce killing glow emanating from it, and the divine power was very terrifying, and the sword just now was made by him.

"The people who chase the immortal sword mound. ”

Emperor Yun recognized the Peugeot on this group of humane robes, and his sword eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, chasing immortals and sword mounds were no better than thirty-six cave heavens and seventy-two blessed lands. This is an ancient Imperial Immortal Sect, a real Imperial Sect.

Since the era of mythology, there have been countless amazing and talented people who have come out of the immortal sword mound, and a sword has traversed the ancient road, and the sword cultivators in the world want to join the sect.

"Yo, a bit of an eyesight. ”

Duan Changhong's eyes flashed with a playful look, and said: "I thought that in this poor and remote area, no one knew about the Immortal Sword Shrine, but I didn't expect this clown to have a little knowledge." ”

"Joker, did you just want to take the heart of the Thousand Fire Tree?"

"I'm sorry to tell you, I want this Thousand Fire Tree Heart, you stay cool!"

Hearing this, Cen Bixia's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was a little displeased, and said, "I don't care which sect you belong to, the treasures that my son-in-law has a fancy are not something you can snatch." ”

"You struck that sword just now, if you still want to live, then roll over and kneel down to make amends. ”

"Kneel down and make amends, hahaha......"

Duan Changhong seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and dared to make him kneel down to make amends.

His fingers flicked the tip of the sword, and there was a grand Sanskrit sound, and the qi and blood were very terrifying, and he said: "Anyone who dares to talk to me like this is taller than you." ”

"Before taking the Thousand Fire Tree Heart, it seems like a good thing to kill one or two people for fun. ”

The fierce killing intent filled the sky, the surging qi and blood were terrifying, the monstrous divine power was surging, his cultivation had reached the seventh-grade emperor, and there was a sixth-grade immortal weapon Qinghong Sword in his hand, and he did have arrogant capital.

"Childe, can I kill him?"

Cen Bixia looked at Yunhuang and asked what he meant, the Immortal Sword Tomb has no bounds, even if she has not been to the Immortal Sword Tomb, but this religion is famous, even if you want to ignore it.

"Hmm. ”

The Cloud Emperor responded, chasing the immortal sword mound, a group of ants who think very highly of themselves, and they can't toss too much wind and waves.

After receiving the promise, Cen Bixia stepped out and said sharply: "If you dare to use a sword against your son, even if you kneel down and repent, you will not escape death." ”

"Let's make a move! It's just a seven-rank emperor, I really don't know who gave you the confidence, is there no supreme heavenly pride except for the immortal sword mound?"

The terrifying and incomparable qi and blood gushed out, the surrounding space was distorted, there was a holy halo intertwined, and the texture of heaven and earth was domineering.

Cen Bixia's combat power is very strong, and her cultivation is also very terrifying, just that qi and blood shocked Duan Changhong.

"If you want to kill me, you must be too arrogant. ”

Duan Changhong was not afraid, he was just a little maidservant, could he still be shocked to death?

In the decades of cultivation in the Immortal Sword Tomb, he has even defeated the true god, a small monk in the poor countryside, even if his cultivation is very strong, there must be no treasures on his body.

All he needed was a little bit of effort, and he would be able to kill it.

"You kneel down and be killed now, and maybe you can die a happy death, or I will make your life worse than death. ”

That powerful qi and blood fluctuated, the entire territory was trembling, and the deafening sound of the sword pierced through the sky, and the qi and blood surging in his body were like an ocean, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"That's a lot of nonsense. ”

Cen Bixia was too lazy to talk nonsense with a dying person, and her palm quickly poked out, and there were large pieces of fierce killing runes in her palm, forming a domain that sealed the heavens and the Jedi.

Her attacks are ferocious, hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers collapse, and her aura is unparalleled.

"Boom!"

That attack was menacing, bringing out endless killing, Duan Changhong didn't dare to be careless, the long sword in his hand waved, and countless sharp swords rushed to kill, and the attack was amazing.

The two attacks collided, causing a terrifying air current, and the sword in Duan Changhong's hand was shattered to pieces, and his steps retreated again and again, and with every step he fell, the earth collapsed.

His tiger's mouth was bleeding, his entire arm was almost shattered, his skin was open, and his bones could be seen.

The gap between him and Cen Bixia is not ordinarily large, and the two are not on the same level at all.

"It's so strong!"

Duan Changhong's heart was full of shock, he thought that his opponent was just an ant who didn't know the height of the sky, and the short confrontation completely broke his imagination.

"Don't get distracted!"

Cen Bixia swept over with a slap and slammed it on Duan Changhong's face, slapping endlessly.

This slap came quickly, Duan Changhong didn't react at all, he was pumped upside down and flew out, half of his face was swollen.

"Poof. ”

Duan Changhong spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes shone with anger, and he openly slapped him in the face, which was Chi Guoguo's humiliation.

Since he was a child, no one has dared to slap him in the face, you must know that he is chasing the immortal sword mound, and he has always been the stars holding the moon.

I didn't expect this little maid to dare to slap him in the face, I was really impatient.

"Little slut, you're digging your own grave. ”

He roared in anger, furious. The murderous aura around his body was vigorous, and the qi and blood gushing out of his body were even stronger, like an angry fierce bird.

His body is changing, covered in dark red scales, a forbidden technique that allows the caster to increase their attack power for a short period of time without any sequelae.

"Little slut, you can let me cast a forbidden spell, you can look at it. ”

The two fists quickly swept out, and the large pieces of killing were intertwined, pushing the heavens and stars horizontally, and the blow was terrifying, and the sun and the moon lost their light. The wind was howling in the heavens and the earth, and the monstrous killing intent was surging wildly, and the power was too terrifying.

"Three lives and all things!"

In the face of Duan Changhong's attack, Cen Bixia waved her hand unhurriedly, interlaced her fingers, and pinched out an ancient law seal, which stretched across hundreds of millions of miles of immortal domes, and the rules of the reincarnation avenue contained in it were very strong, and everything in the world was changing.

Dao Yin landed quickly, easily destroying Duan Changhong's attack, and the domineering endless power surged, and the sound of bones shattering could be faintly heard.

"Shhh

Duan Changhong's body was bleeding, cold sweat was flowing on his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, his bones were shattered, his internal organs were crowded together, and the pain was unbearable.