"You and I will die today!"

Dao Xuan sighed, his voice low.

The beast god on the clouds shook his head slightly and muttered, "You and I will die today!" ”

Cultivating to the level of Dao Xuan and Beast God, even if he can't deduce the number of techniques, he also has a sense of fate in the dark.

Emperor Zhou's calculation is not a conspiracy, but a thorough conspiracy, using his own strength to guide the general trend, whether it is the beast god or Qingyunmen, if they can compete head-on with the immortal army, they can easily break the situation.

Dao Xuan suddenly raised his head, and his tone was gloomy: "The foundation of the ancestor cannot be destroyed by the hands of poor Dao, my Dao Xuan is infamous in the world, and I can't be a sinner through the ages!" ”

The beast god was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth curled: "I never imagined that as the leader of the righteous path, in order to survive, I would also be with demons?" ”

"Poor Dao is for the inheritance of Qingyun, and I have no choice but to violate the patriarch's prohibition, I think the ancestors of Qingyun will forgive!"

Dao Xuan said slowly: "You and I will die, why don't you join forces and overthrow the immortal army under the mountain." After that, you lead the beast demon to cause calamity, and I, Qingyun, continue to eliminate the demon guard! ”

Bang Bang Bang!

The beast god applauded lightly and exclaimed: "With the infamy of one person, in exchange for the continuation of the Qingyun Gate inheritance, I think that the resurrection of the Qingyun Patriarch will also praise you!" ”

Dao Xuan's heart moved slightly, thinking that today's predicament might be solved, and afterwards he only needed to take the blame and abdicate and give up the position of the head of the family, and the Qingyun people still led the righteous path.

In the final analysis, the fundamental reason is strength, and it is the Immortal Sword in Qingyun.

"It's a pity that this god is not interested in living!"

"I have lived for thousands of years, and I have long understood that heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!"

"Linglong is dead, what is the difference between life and death for me?"

The beast god said that, and jumped down from the clouds in one step, and the endless inky clouds turned into dozens of giant palms, slamming on the formation light curtain.

The originally crumbling formation shattered in an instant, scattered as spiritual light, and the beast demon under the mountain frantically rushed up to Tongtian Peak.

"Maniac!"

Dao Xuan's eyes were dim, and as soon as his thoughts moved, a long sword that looked like a stone but not a stone flew into the air and fell into his hand.

As soon as the long sword appeared, time seemed to stand still, and hundreds of thousands of demon beasts were afraid for the first time in the face of the terrifying aura that enveloped Qingyun Mountain.

Zhuxian Ancient Sword!

"God-given sword, kill demons!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was calm, and he used his mana, and the Xuan Immortal Sword gradually woke up slowly from his slumber.

The colorful light bloomed, and the five elements of yin and yang aura between heaven and earth converged on the Zhuxian Sword.

"Is this the Zhuxian Sword, the condensation of heaven and earth is another big surprise!" The beast god sighed, his body shook, and he manifested his original appearance.

The handsome young man of the redwoods turned into a troll with hundreds of arms waving, and his infinite anger turned into inky clouds in the sky, and the beast god stood in it, like a demon who had fallen from the sky.

Since he couldn't talk about it, Dao Xuan didn't say much, and the mana was infused with the Zhuxian Sword, shooting out the sword qi in the sky.

Hundreds of arms of the beast god were folded, and the inky dark clouds formed a black shield wall, blocking the sword qi in front of him.

Bang!

A roar erupted.

The Beast God and Dao Xuan were gone, and a cloud of black clouds and seven-colored clouds were entangled in the sky between them, and the sound of thunder and collision was constantly heard.

One carries the power of immortals, and the other is born and raised by heaven and earth, and their strength is at the pinnacle of this world.

"Demon, suffer death!"

Dao Xuan shouted angrily, and the colorful clouds turned into a long river of sword qi, and collided with the beast god.

The beast god brazenly met him with his physical body, shattering dozens of sword qi in a row, and hundreds of arms were cut off in half.

"Roar! This god wants you to die! ”

The beast god resisted this sword qi and approached within ten zhang of Dao Xuan, and the hundred-zhang high demon body looked at him like an ant, and the remaining two hundred or so arms grabbed it from all directions.

The flesh of the beast god transformed by the witchcraft of Southern Xinjiang is comparable to the body cultivation of the same level, and it can easily tear apart the Dao Xuanfa body.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken, Dao Xuan's face was pale, his breath was chaotic, and he was almost unstable in the clouds.

"Heavenly Machine Seal!"

Dao Xuan waved the Zhuxian Sword with his right hand, cutting off his left arm by the roots, blood splashed, and he was instantly devoured by the Zhuxian Sword.

The sword qi of the Immortal changed, condensing into a bright red Taiji diagram in the air.

The Qingyun Seven Peaks were turbulent, and the golden light shone one one after another, as if some kind of terrifying seal had been opened.

Dao Xuan's face was pale, and he urged the Zhuxian Sword with one arm, and his voice was like thunder.

"Broken!"

The Zhuxian Sword erupted with colorful light, and the sword qi in the sky was unified, turning into a dazzling streamer and stabbing at the chest of the beast god.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and in just a moment when the Heavenly Machine Seal was cast, the Zhuxian Sword pierced the black cloud of the beast god's body protection and penetrated through his chest.

The internal anger of the Zhuxian Sword was raging and destroying the body of the beast god, from the inside out, there were only a dozen arms left that were more than half damaged, and the skin scales and armor were bursting with blood holes everywhere, which was extremely miserable.

"Roar!"

The beast god looked up to the sky and roared, and the only remaining arm grabbed the Zhuxian Sword.

Inch by inch, it was pulled out of the body, and if it was pierced through the chest by other supreme treasures of the same level, the beast god might fall on the spot, but the Zhuxian Sword was not among them.

The internal anger of the Zhuxian Sword is from the same source as the beast god, and the destructive power is greatly weakened.

The beast god suffered a heavy blow, but he did not die.

Dao Xuan saw that the Zhuxian Sword was pulled out inch by inch, and he was shocked inexplicably, and hurriedly pinched the magic trick to recapture the Zhuxian Sword.

"Roar!"

The beast god roared, pulled out the Zhuxian Sword from his chest, and threw it into the sky with a wave of his hand.

"Ben God has won!"

The aura of the beast god is sluggish, and the body is full of labor and seven injuries, and the residual anger of the Zhuxian Sword is entangled with its own anger.

However, Dao Xuan's injuries were even more serious, he broke an arm, and his mana was exhausted.

The most important thing is that without the Zhuxian Sword, Dao Xuan is still the opponent of the beast god.

Dao Xuan forcibly mobilized his mana, and was about to cast a spell, when he saw more than a dozen giant arms smashing over. The terrifying power bombarded the flesh, and the flesh that had been tempered by three hundred years of mana did not collapse immediately, spurting blood from the mouth and falling from the sky.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Seeing that his master had won the battle, the beast demon roared excitedly, and without the suppression of the Immortal Sword, he immediately rushed towards the Qingyunmen disciples.

……

Qingyun back mountain.

Phantom Moon Cave Mansion.

A stream of light flew from the sky and landed on the ground, piercing the stone slab.

It is the Zhuxian Sword.

At this time, there were four people in the cave mansion, Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi of the Righteous Dao Qingyun Gate, and Mr. Ghost and Ghost Li of the Demon Dao Ghost King Sect.

Mr. Ghost is proficient in the ghost path escape method, disappeared without a trace, and came to Qingyunmen to assassinate Dao Xuan on the order of the Ghost King.

According to the ghost king's guess, Dao Xuan used the Zhuxian Sword, even if he could counter the beast god, he would be seriously injured, which was a good opportunity to kill the enemy.

Ghost Li was investigating the beast god, and by chance came to the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, and happened to see the three people who were confronting each other.

"Zhu Xian!"

Mr. Ghost's voice was eerie, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

An ancient sword of Zhuxian has been powerful for countless years, and has decided the fate of countless people, and it is within reach at this time.

Ghost Li's face was expressionless, his eyes were full of hatred flames, this sword was his nightmare day and night, and he wanted to destroy it on the spot immediately.

The four of them woke up from the shock, and the atmosphere immediately changed, Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi slowly approached, and Mr. Ghost and Ghost Li gradually left a few feet away.

This scene clearly shows why the Demon Dao is always at a disadvantage, and although there are many filthy people in the righteous path, they are united externally.

In the face of huge interests, the Demon Dao Monk does not believe in anyone except himself!

The three parties of the righteous and demonic sides surrounded the Zhuxian Sword in the center, each of them was more than ten zhang away, and they did not dare to act rashly, lest they be besieged by the other two parties.

"This is the Zhuxian Sword......"

Suddenly, a voice came, and I saw the location of the Zhuxian Sword, and I don't know when a person appeared.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome face, bright yellow gown, five-clawed golden dragon hovering, it is the Great Zhou Emperor Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi gently pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, and as soon as he made contact, he felt a bloodthirsty force trying to extract the blood from his body.

At the same time, a violent aura poured into Zhou Yi's body, wanting to destroy the meridian mana and pollute the primordial spirit.

"How daring!"

Zhou Yi broke off with a snort, and the divine light of ten thousand laws shrouded the Zhuxian Sword, instantly suppressing the bloodthirsty and angry spirit.

The Zhuxian Sword shook a few times, and it turned into a quaint and slightly rough long sword again, non-stone and non-jade.