A green sword?

The eyes of the three people on the mountain all showed a trace of indescribable surprise.

Of course, they could see that the green sword was not a magic weapon, but just a long sword of ordinary style.

But the three of them didn't dare to be careless, the momentum of this Taoist was too strong, just standing calmly, but standing like a majestic mountain, like facing a cliff, there was a danger of being crushed at any time.

"Dead man!"

Jia An snorted coldly, pinched his sword fingers, and then the flying sword around him unfolded like a peacock opening the screen, and the light of Sen Sen illuminated the night sky:

"My Heavenly Providence Sect is dominating all over the world, it is powerful in the world, the sect leader has achieved the primordial spirit, the divine power is immeasurable, it is not easy for Your Excellency to enter the Tao, can you really be an enemy with us?"

Sword cultivation intuition is the keenest, he has been cultivating swords for decades, and a sword heart is transparent and intelligent.

But after seeing this white-clothed Taoist man, his sword heart was like dust, it didn't turn well, and layers of crises rose in his heart, otherwise, with his original temperament, he would have slashed out with a sword at this time.

Where else will there be so much nonsense.

"I thought you would say that no one in heaven or on earth could save me."

An Qisheng flicked his fingers, the scabbard shattered silently, and the three-foot sword body fluctuated like water:

"At this point, I still want to turn around, should I say that you are ridiculous, or pathetic?"

Airplanes~

The voice has not yet landed.

On the top of the mountain, Jia An couldn't hold it anymore, stomped his feet, roared, and between the sword fingers, the flying sword surged and flowed down like a dragon:

"Then you will live and die!!"

Boom~

Suddenly, the sword light was like rain, like a waterfall, rolling down like a heavenly river, illuminating the entire lonely mountain for a while.

The flying sword is excited, and the sword light is like a waterfall.

One sword was sent out, more than ten million swords, and the countless sword lights were not scattered, but intertwined with each other, forming a long dragon of sword light behind the flying sword.

Descend with a flying sword!

The power of the flying sword is by no means comparable to the ordinary, and wherever it passes, whether it is grass or mud and stones, it disappears in an instant, but it is cut into particles smaller than dust by this extremely sharp qi.

An Qisheng raised his eyes and swept it, only to see that the sword light dragon was lifelike, vivid, and the sword light was interspersed and intertwined, denser than the best fish scale armor in the world, like the scales of a real divine dragon.

This sword, he recognized, was the first form of the Nine Questions of Heaven's Will, the Heavenly Dragon Yin.

Not only did he know, but he had seen Jia An use this sword to compete with others more than once in his dreams, and even saw his cultivation experience from scratch bit by bit.

An Qisheng's fingers gently stroked the long sword, and a layer of divine light spread all over the gods, and in the depths of his soul, the royal sword in the blessed land of reincarnation glowed with a faint light, and then went down against the current, submerging into the long sword.

The royal sword is formless and substantial, and can play a hundred soldiers, but it still needs a carrier in the dream, and the material of this green sword is average, but it can also carry its power for a short time.

When the mighty air flow filled the sky, the stegosaurus swooped down.

An Qisheng snapped his sword and soared into the air!

Bang!

Like a flat ground thunder and explosion!

On the top of the mountain, the tall and short bodies of the two Daoists couldn't help but tremble, only to feel that the heavens and the earth were instantly filled with a grand and cold breath.

There was no need to look down, I had already seen a brilliant indescribable sword light rushing into the sky.

In an instant, this sword light seemed to have penetrated through the clouds and night, like a bridge between heaven and earth!

"This sword ......"

Under the sword light, Jia An's pupils shrank.

This sword light is restrained, but it seems to contain a world inside, not a simple sword light.

In a trance, he seemed to see water, wind, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, insects and fish, and even the sun, moon and stars in this sword!

It seems that in this sword, there is a world.

In an instant, there was a chill in his heart, and the mana in his body surged out from the sword fingers, stirring the omnipresent heaven and earth essence qi between heaven and earth, and bursting out with the most violent sword qi.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng~

The sound of thousands of gold and iron collisions resounded in the lonely mountain for a while.

The mountains and rivers shook, the grass and trees turned to ashes, and the heavens, the ground, the mountains, and the mountains all seemed to have become a sea of swords for a while.

When the two Taoists behind Jia An saw this scene, they were about to suffocate, and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Whether it was Jia An's sword Heavenly Dragon Yin, or the white-clothed Daoist with a flick of his fingers, it was enough to kill them ten times, a hundred times, terrifying power, how could they not be shocked in their hearts.

Rumble!

It seemed that in an instant, the sound of thousands of gold and iron colliding was ended by an even louder bang.

If anyone sees this scene from a distance, they will find that the top of this lonely mountain has been completely flattened.

The mountains are all smaller.

The mountains of grass and trees were swept away, and there were not a single leaf left that had been strangled by the fierce sword qi.

An Qisheng flicked the dust that did not exist on his sleeve robe, and the long sword in front of him had already flown away inch by inch:

"Divide life and death, you are not worthy."

In the face of such humiliation, Jia An had no reaction.

His palms trembled forward, his fingers couldn't stop trying to pinch them, but where could they still be closed, his face was as pale as a ghost, and the brightness in his eyes had completely dimmed:

"I am not willing to ......"

Without the slightest scar, he was dead.

The sword is the destiny, the sword is broken, the person dies, there is no reason to talk about it, there is never a victory or defeat between sword cultivation, only life and death.

To death, he didn't believe that he was dead.

How dare he?

How dare he really kill me......

"Ahh

Under the sword, Jaan was dead.

The tall and short Taoists were all mad and seemed to let out a roar, and at the same time took a step forward as if to make a move, and then turned around and fled in unison.

Woo Woo ~ The two escaped only a hundred feet, their bodies stiffened, and they had been pierced by two stones with mana aura, poured into the back of their heads, and rushed out of their eyebrows with blood and brains.

At this time, the cultivator's mana aura was no longer a secret to An Qisheng.

The mana aura of the two little monks who had not even attained their natal life was like paper paste in his eyes.

Even, with the blessing of his divine will, he didn't even have a chance to be a ghost.

Call~

An Qisheng's body moved, and he had already crossed the top of the lonely mountain that had been flattened in half, and before the Taoist temple that had been turned into ruins, Jia An stood tall.

"Something weird......."

An Qisheng frowned slightly, and grabbed the void of his palm, and a ball of green light had been caught in his palm.

Killing, he is a professional, and killing souls is not much of a problem for him.

The sword of royal power itself is neither qi nor god, and under the blessing of his divine will, he slashes down with a sword, cutting both the body and the soul.

It's just that at the last moment, Jia An's soul seemed to have changed a little.

It was this anomaly that made his sword not complete, only half of it was cut, and the other half suddenly disappeared, as if he had escaped into another dimension, so that he didn't have time to kill.

After all, he was not yet able to cut through the void at this time.

"Rescued?"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and Jia An's memories flashed in his heart.

It's just that in his memory, there is no memory of this.

However, he can also deduce the approximation.

There is still a life-saving thing given by the monk on that virtue, but there is no one on this Jia An, he was a little surprised before, but now that he thinks about it, there is also some kind of means.

"It's just that I cut it off, three souls and seven spirits lost two souls and four souls, and when I rescued it, it's just a demented ghost......."

An Qisheng smiled faintly and crushed the green fire in his palm:

"But I don't know if the original god is really true, does he have the means to complete his soul?"

.......

The capital of the Great Green King.

The main altar of the Providence Sect, somewhere in a small courtyard.

A little Taoist boy was carefully cleaning the courtyard, and suddenly heard something strange in the house, he was stunned for a moment, and then his complexion changed greatly:

"Oops, could it be that the rats pushed the life lamp of the uncles and ancestors?"

His heart was beating wildly, and he trotted into the house.

This room is ordinary and inconspicuous, but there are many 'real people' of the Heavenly Providence Sect hidden inside.

As soon as he entered, he saw that the ninth life lamp of the third row of the left subordinate had been extinguished and fell down, and he couldn't help but shudder:

"Uncle Jia, Uncle Jia's life light is out!"

"Huh?!"

At the same time as the Taoist boy shouted, a middle-aged Taoist priest who was meditating cross-legged not far away suddenly got up: "Senior Brother Jia is dead?" ”

His expression was filled with horror, the Providence Sect had not suffered a casualty in decades.

Not to mention the disciples?

Jia An's death was reported layer by layer in an instant, and it was only a moment before and after, and Xiao Feng had already learned about it.

"Jia An, he is in charge of Liangzhou, who is it, virtue, or ......."

Xiao Feng's eyes flashed, his body disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already come to a dungeon hundreds of feet underground.

"Vice-Sect Master!"

Several disciples guarding the underground palace bowed and saluted.

"Jaan's life lamp is out, where is his spare body? Take me there! ”

Xiao Feng said lightly.

There are not many true descendants of the Heavenly Providence Sect, and it is not as good as giving life-preserving things like the Lai Yuan, because every descendant disciple has the sound of the life lamp, and there are no less than ten useful bodies.

These bodies are specially designed to be replaced after the death of the disciples, or when they have been injured or when they are old and decrepit.

Jaan is dead?

Several disciples on duty in the underground palace were shocked, and then bowed down and responded: "Yes!" ”

Immediately, the door of the underground palace opened.

In the dungeon, in a dim small room with only a glimmer of light.

A little girl with a sallow face curled up in the corner with her legs crossed, looking at her brother who seemed to have changed on the bed, and couldn't help but tremble.

On the bed, a little boy with a blue face, the carp didn't seem to be stiff, and the bed board made a moan, and in his mouth, he couldn't stop shouting a name:

"Pei Yuanhua ......"

"Brother, brother......"

The little girl's tears could not stop falling, and her heart was sad, afraid, and afraid of helplessness.

"Huh?!"

The door opened, and the little girl shivered.

Looking at the little boy who was constantly twitching on the bed, his face was blue and twisted, like a fresh fish in a frying pot, Xiao Feng's face was suddenly blue:

"Where's the soul?!"

The two Heavenly Providence Sect disciples behind him looked at this scene, and their faces suddenly changed.

This state is clearly a lack of soul, and even the consciousness of this body can't suppress what will happen.

Call!

Xiao Fengyi raised his hand, grabbed the little boy in his hand, and shouted in a low voice:

"Wake up!"

The little boy was like thunder, he opened his eyes in a trance, and foamed at the corners of his mouth:

"Mother, I want to eat sugar, hehehehe......"