"Wu Li, your claws are too long"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, as if it came from the Nine Heavens, and at the same time, a long sword pierced the heavenly dome and slashed at the big hand.

The long sword broke through the sky, drew a thousand phantoms, and cut down the galaxy, and the sword shadow was accompanied by a monstrous sword intent.

"Poof"

The sword shadow slashed heavily at the giant hand, and the giant hand was almost cut in two by the sword shadow, and what shocked the dragon dust was that the giant hand, which was like an illusion, actually had blood dripping.

"Lingyunzi"

The big hand was slashed by a sword, and slowly retracted back into the space gate, and a roar came from the space gate.

Only then did people notice that behind Tu Fang in the distance, there was also a huge spatial door.

However, in front of the door of space, there was a figure standing, it was not a real figure, it seemed to be a conjured figure, but it was exactly the same as the head of the Xuantian Courtyard.

Ling Yunzi stood with his hands in his hands and shouted at the door of the space opposite: "Wu Li, I haven't seen each other for more than thirty years, you are getting more and more useless, and you actually shot at a group of little dolls, how proud were you back then?"

Although it is just a conjured figure, Ling Yunzi still has a sky-high sword intent on his body, and now he is like a long sword out of the sheath, cold Kyushu.

With Ling Yunzi's appearance, the terrifying coercion emitted by the terrifying big hand was offset by his sword intent, and everyone finally regained their breathing.

However, the people here were all sweaty and heavy, and their faces were as pale as paper, and in front of that terrifying hand, everyone thought they were going to die.

"Ling Yunzi, I didn't expect you to condense your spirit body. From the other side of the space gate, there was a startled roar.

The so-called spirit body is that after entering the innate realm, the soul power has reached an extreme, and a soul clone can be condensed through the soul power.

Such a soul clone is very terrifying, with one-tenth of the combat power of the body, and it is a peerless powerhouse, a necessary skill to help juniors.

However, not every innate realm powerhouse can condense a soul clone, which not only requires a strong soul power, but also an extremely rare talent.

"I can't be as unproductive as you, thinking about how to bully juniors all day long" Ling Yunzi sneered, his voice full of disdain.

"Ling Yunzi, are you provoking me?" the other party let out a low roar.

"Sort of, it's a pity that you're no longer qualified to be my enemy now, get out!"

Ling Yunzi snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand slashed out again, and a monstrous sword qi flew out and slashed heavily at the door of space.

The door of space was shattered by Ling Yunzi's sword, and slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, the moment the door of space was broken, it seemed that he could still hear the roar inside, but he couldn't hear what was said.

After a sword shattered the door of space, Ling Yunzi glanced at the battlefield, his gaze resting on Long Chen's body.

Although Ling Yunzi's spirit body was very vague and he couldn't see his face clearly, Long Chen could feel that Ling Yunzi was looking at him.

"Hahaha, Dragon Dust, you are very good, you really didn't disappoint me" Ling Yunzi laughed, stepped into the door of space, and disappeared in front of everyone.

After Ling Yunzi's spirit body disappeared, the door of space also slowly dissipated, and the audience fell into silence.

Who would have thought that this battle between good and evil would actually lead to the intervention of a strong person in the Innate Realm, and everyone's hearts trembled.

Although the big black hand and Ling Yunzi only made three moves combined, the power of destroying the world with a wave of the hand shocked everyone's hearts, this is the powerhouse of the innate realm, it is too terrifying.

Compared with the strength of the two people, everyone is simply like ants, and they are not vulnerable at all.

After Ling Yunzi disappeared, the ghost-eyed old monster knew that today's fiasco had become a foregone conclusion, three of the five great Dao Cultivators died, one was beaten and scared, and one was cut off a thigh, which was simply a shame.

But the situation is pressing, even if he has the ability to pass the sky, he can't save the defeat, and shouted:

"Retreat"

With the scream of the ghost-eyed old monster, there were only about a thousand evil disciples left, and they all began to retreat if they were amnesty.

"If you say retreat, you will retreat? Brothers kill me, their rings, and our brother's head, we must snatch it back, we can't let our brother die without a body!"

Seeing that the disciples of the Evil Dao retreated, the powerhouses of the Righteous Dao, from the elders to the disciples, there was no one to stop them, and they couldn't help but roar angrily.

Originally, the disciples thought that they had won and were about to cheer, when they suddenly heard the shouting of dragon dust, and they didn't think about it, so they carried their weapons and killed the evil disciples.

"Bastard, you're breaking the rules"

The evil way retreated, and the defeat had been declared, according to the previous unwritten agreement, the winning side would not chase after it, and the voice of the dragon dust was tantamount to breaking the rules, making the ghost-eyed old monster frightened and angry.

Tu Fang also felt that Longchen did this, which was tantamount to breaking the rules, and he was about to speak, but his eyes rolled and he said coldly:

"Dragon dust is the commander-in-chief of this battle, and I have no right to interfere"

The ghost-eyed old monster was furious: "You are a fart, am I a fool? You bastards who claim to be righteous are clearly unruly."

Seeing that the disciples below were being frantically pursued and killed by the disciples of the righteous path, now the disciples of the evil path were disheartened, and they could not form an effective resistance at all, and they were killed one after another.

"Stinky old ghost, you close your steel door to Lao Tzu, don't let the stink out there. ”

Dragon dust doesn't have the power to kill people now, but the power of the soul is still there, and the power to scold people is full:

"If you want to say that the rules are broken, it is also the rules that you broke first, you shameless old guy, through the door of space, shot at Lao Tzu, why don't you say the rules?

Now that you're at a disadvantage, come and tell us the rules? Are your cheeks made of shoes? Are you embarrassed to say such brazen words?

Brothers, cut them to death, cutting them is not the goal, the purpose is to kill them, kill me!"

Originally, those disciples were already exhausted to death, and many of them were already crumbling and overdrawn.

But the words of dragon dust, like a stimulant, frantically stimulated their nerves.

Especially looking at the evil disciple who was still hideous before, but now his face is full of fear, his eyes are red with excitement.

In the past, it was said that the disciples of the evil way were so cruel, how terrifying, and how they were not afraid of death, but now they are being killed by themselves, which is a kind of glory.

In the face of this glory, I felt that my life was no longer so important, and I went forward to kill without my life.

They don't know that they have already reached a limit where their will supports their bodies.

There were dozens of core-level disciples, just caring about rushing and killing, unaware that at the center of their eyebrows, a faint rune lit up, sending power far and continuously into their bodies, constantly supporting them.

They didn't notice, but the elders in the distance could see it clearly, and many of them had horror on their faces, and some of them were even in tears.

Maybe among those core-level disciples, there are their clansmen, who saw the core-level disciples of the Xuantian Academy before, all of them awakened their ancestral patterns, and their combat power was monstrous, which made them frightened and full of envy at the same time.

Now that he is a child of his own family, he has awakened the ancestral pattern, so that these sect elders who are not very powerful in themselves will not be ecstatic?

With Longchen's words, the entire battlefield was chaotic, and they began to fight fiercely again.

Because the powerhouses of the evil path want to rescue their disciples, but the people of the righteous path are not all dry food, how can they let them get their wish.

"Longchen, what do you want to do before you want to stop?" the ghost-eyed old monster shouted in shock and anger, but helpless and helpless.

Because he found that according to this slaughtering momentum, within half an hour, they had not been able to break through the defenses of the righteous path, and all the disciples of the evil path would be killed.

"Let all your disciples hand over your spatial rings and return our brother's head to us," Long Chen said categorically.

Because unlike the righteous path, the evil path disciples are all selfish masters, and after killing a righteous path disciple, the first thing to do is to cut off the head of the righteous path disciple and put it in the ring.

They are not like the righteous disciples who are cleaning up the battlefield at the end, because it is difficult for them to divide the spoils evenly, after all, the heads of the righteous path disciples, they can exchange them for rich benefits.

Therefore, these living evil path disciples, in their rings, there must be many heads of righteous path disciples.

It is precisely because of this that after hearing the shouts of the dragon dust, the righteous path disciples were obviously exhausted and wanted to die, but they still killed them.

Because everyone has brothers, everyone has partners, and when the partners die, they can't bring them back to life, but it must be done to regain their heads.

"Fart, our disciple's ring is full of treasures that he usually accumulates, how can it be given to you, we will only return the head to you"

The Devil-Eyed Monster was furious, but eventually relented and agreed to return the head of the righteous disciple.

"Fart is your forte, don't think that everyone is the same as you, you have to hand over the space ring, otherwise how will Lao Tzu know, have you secretly left a few heads? Are you Lao Tzu, are you as idiot as you?"

"You're just deceiving people too much, you're a serious break in the rules," the ghost-eyed old monster trembled with anger.

Longchen snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with bullying you? Come and bite me?" The so-called rules are just the rules of the game set by the strong for the weak.

If there really are rules, why do you choose the time and place of each battle between good and evil?

If there really are rules, why should we be beaten passively? Why should we let those innocent people be slaughtered by you at will? I your grandmother, you tell Lao Tzu, why are you so special?"

After scolding, Long Chen thought of the innocent people who died tragically, his eyes were red, and he pointed at the ghost-eyed old monster and shouted:

"Isn't it because you are strong, so you feel that you are the master and can make rules?

When we are weak, you tell us about our strength, we are strong, you especially talk to Lao Tzu about the rules, go to, you old stick!"

The righteous powerhouse, listening to the dragon dust scolding, felt that the depression in his heart for so many years was suddenly relieved a lot, and the dragon dust scolded too much.

The ghost-eyed old and weird seven orifices were smoking, and he wanted to bite the dragon dust to death, but with Tufang staring at him, he couldn't move.

"I promised you to inspect the space rings of your disciples, we will definitely not hide human heads"

The ghost-eyed old monster finally had to swallow his anger, he couldn't watch all his disciples being killed, but as soon as he finished saying this, Longchen responded directly to him, almost making him run away. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net