The dark blue sky was stormy, mixed with countless gray-white clouds, like an old man with a yin owl, looking down on the ants below who wanted to raise their swords against it!

"Big ...... Inverse...... No...... Dao, heaven...... Kill...... Earth...... Extinguish!"

The ancient judgment erupted into an apocalyptic scene, a pair of gloomy eyes suddenly appeared in this dark blue sky, and in the huge eye sockets, two pitch-black pupils shot out two roaring pillars of light, swooping down on Bai Mei!

"Slashing the Sky and Drawing the Sword!"

With a sonorous sound, Bai Mei brazenly drew his sword, and a snow-bright sword light that amazed the heavens and the earth greeted the sky!

Thundered!

The muffled sound continued, and after the first two pillars of light, the pillars of light were as dense as a torrential rain, and as swift as meteors slowly emerged in the entire dark blue sky!

In an instant, the white-eyed face was dyed with a faint cyan color by this dense pillar of light!

Holding a long sword with his left and right hands crossed, Bai Mei danced with both hands, and a series of snowy sword lights rushed to fight!

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to be occupied by the two colors of dark green and snow brightness, and the aftermath of the annihilation after each pillar of light and sword light collided with each other could easily destroy everything within a radius of thousands of miles!

The battle was as bright as fireworks, and the long hair that made the white eyebrows tightly tied up explode!

The waist-length hair was raised high by the wind, the white eyebrows twisted his hands, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand skyrocketed, turning into two thousand-foot-long giant swords!

Invisibly, Bai Mei could feel the blessing of a power that had mysteriously appeared many times, and he emerged from an unknown corner again, but this time, Bai Mei did not accept the help of this mysterious power!

The surface of the body flashed with golden light, isolating that power from the body. With the increasing profundity of the realm, Bai Mei naturally can't accept this kind of power of unknown origin!

Holding the thousand-zhang giant sword with both hands, Bai Mei kicked heavily under his feet, soaring into the sky, and the long sword in his hand stirred like a tornado, cutting all the attacks of the dead "sky" on this side into powder!

A sword-shaped mark in the center of the eyebrows slowly emerged, although Bai Mei can't use the Zhuxian Sword now, but quoting part of the sword intent of the Zhuxian Sword, Bai Mei can still use it freely.

Combine the two thousand-zhang giant swords in his hand into one, and re-transform into a three-foot Qingfeng!

The white eyebrows with the sword-shaped mark flashing in the center of the eyebrows, two fingers reached out and gently wiped them on the long sword in his hand!

Flying in front of this dark blue sky, Bai Mei stared at the gloomy eyes of the sky, and slowly pulled out the sword blade of his palm: "Kneel!"

Let the world kneel!

Bai Mei shouted, as if the grand sound of heaven and earth suddenly resounded throughout the whole world.

It seemed that he didn't expect Bai Mei to be so arrogant, those gloomy eyes were stunned for a moment, and then the irrepressible fury began to make the whole world begin to change color.

Knock knock!

The black wind that can tear apart the mountains and sweep away the rivers roars! The heavenly fire that can burn up the whole earth and dry the sea roars and falls!

Looking up at the sky that suddenly began to turn black, Bai Mei suddenly felt a powerful killing intent, aimed at him from afar!

Wind Damage, Fire ...... Act of God!

The three calamities came together, and Bai Mei's sentence knelt down, which made this dead "Tian" feel a great insult!

When the "Heaven", which originally symbolized the selflessness of the Great Dao and the supreme justice and justice, became the existence of the master of killing intent because of anger, the heaven was no longer the sky, but ...... Disaster!

As if sensing the birth of a disaster, the red sky, which was originally obscured by the dark blue sky, began to emerge, and the appearance of the disaster was bound to symbolize the destruction of countless living beings and even the annihilation of a world.

Therefore, as the Heaven of the Fire Plough Realm, after the originally dead "Heaven" was transformed into a disaster, Chi Tian could not sit back and watch it continue to move, otherwise the Fire Plough Realm would probably be destroyed as a result!

"No! Those who insult the heavens will die!" Feeling the exclusion and suppression of the red sky, it has turned into a disaster of thick black clouds, and suddenly a hideous and terrifying face appeared, roaring and roaring!

"It's up to you?!" The white eyebrows of ordinary people, who are not very large, are as small as an ant in the face of the disaster that turns into a black cloud.

But when Bai Mei raised the long sword in his hand, a black mist ten times larger than the disaster cloud roared out of the long sword in Bai Mei's hand!

"This ...... It was ...... like a plague that swallowed ten thousand dead flies, and its hideous expression was replaced by horror and fear in an instant.

Shocked by the terrifying killing power of the Immortal Sword Intent, even his expression froze for a moment, staring at the monstrous killing aura above Bai Mei's head that occupied most of the sky.

The disaster involuntarily shrank one after another.

The disaster that was born from destroying the world and destroying the lives of the people, after seeing the sword intent of the Immortal released by Bai Mei, actually ...... Retreat!

"Die!"

The five fingers were bluffed, aiming at the disaster from afar, and the swaying and shaking Zhuxian Sword on the top of Bai Mei's head was like smelling a bloody shark, and it turned from extremely quiet to ready to move!

"No! No!"

Looking desperately at the sword intent of the Immortal that pounced on him like a piranha, he roared and screamed helplessly in despair, as the existence of the will of heaven and earth, he really felt a trace of fear at this moment!

Under the encroachment of the white-eyed immortal sword intent, the disaster was soon riddled with holes and was dying.

Indifferently looking at the calamity, which was less than the size of a millstone, Bai Mei slowly raised the long sword in his hand, ready to deliver the final blow to the calamity.

"Wait!"

Weak and dying, the original sharp eyes of the yin owl have now become dim, like a lamp that will go out at any time.

"Please don't kill it, can you?"

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at the red-robed young man who suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him, and Bai Mei slowly put down the long sword in his hand: "Who are you?"

The ethereal red-robed young man in Mu Ne saw the long sword in Bai Mei's hand, and a trace of fear subconsciously appeared in his eyes: "I am the providence of this fire plough realm. ”

"The providence of the fire plough world, do you have a sense of self?"

"No, there is no sense of self in the providence of any world. What I'm talking to you now is nothing more than a form of my mimicking of living beings. The red-robed boy replied.

"Then why did you stop me?" Bai Mei asked, looking at the red-robed young man who had been transformed by providence.

"It is the first heaven of the fire plough world, and it is also the day of old death, and there is merit in it. You can't kill him. Although he has learned the way of dialogue with living beings, the thinking of the red-robed young man still seems to be a little solidified.

After saying this, the red-robed young man seemed to realize that his wording was incorrect, and thought about it again: "If you kill him, the merit will be reversed, and there will be karmic retribution, which will do you no harm."

If you let it go, I can use it as a reward. ”

handed a floating clod of soil with nine colors to Bai Mei, and as soon as Bai Mei took the clod, Jiu Lingxiao in the rings of the head suddenly sent a message like Bai Mei, asking Bai Mei to give him this clod.

As soon as the thought moved, Bai Mei put away the nine-colored clod: "Okay, Bai will give you a face today." You take it with you. ”

"Thank you. Nodding and thanking the white eyebrows, the red-robed young man turned around and came to the front of the disaster, stretched out his hand and said, "Cang, come with me." ”

Weakly glanced up at the red-robed young man, nodded helplessly, and his figure jumped into the hands of the red-robed young man.

Seeing the red-robed young man leave with the disaster, Bai Mei then put away the black mist that the sword intent of the Xuan Immortal in the sky turned into.

"I've given you so long, I think it's about the same. Putting away the Zhuxian Sword Intent, Bai Mei leaned sideways and looked at Cao Tianyi, who had not made a sound before.

Standing on the continent with a smile on his face, which had been completely covered by golden Taoism, Cao Tianyi stretched out his arms and said to Bai Mei: "Come on, let me see, the supreme sect leader of the Shushan Sword Sect." How capable is it?"

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