Of all the monks present, none of them had the privilege of seeing a celestial immortal. Mobile

Therefore, no one can describe how sharp and noble this sword that seems to be like an immortal destroying the world.

Since the knife was put into the sheath, Zhao Shenbi had not pulled out the remaining ashes for a long time, and those knife qi that was not deliberately suppressed and wanted to flow and pour uncontrollably had accumulated in the scabbard to an unimaginable point after such a long period of accumulation.

If you don't come out, the ghosts and gods will change color!

The majestic sword qi flowed and changed like a cloud, frantically pouring into the crumbling landscape array outside the Patriarch Hall, as if it was about to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Under the erosion of this force, Ben's crumbling formation trembled even more, making a burst of overwhelmed sounds, as if it was about to shatter on the spot.

Qingshanzi, the patriarch of Baili Mountain Villa, who was hiding inside, saw this scene, and hurriedly took out a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, not caring about heartache and miserliness, after patting the old man's arm, he turned into a rolling aura and poured into the formation.

He pinched the trick with both hands, used himself as a link, and used secret methods to stabilize the big array, his old face was as red as blood, and his teeth were almost shattered.

After feeling the flying boat that was breaking through the sky on the horizon, Qingshanzi suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw like a person who was about to drown, and roared loudly, "Situ Daoyou, save me!"

As soon as these words came out, the speed of the dark purple flying boat in the distance suddenly increased several times, like a burning purple meteorite, rubbing the air and smashing towards the Baili Mountain Villa.

At the same time, a cold snort without ice and cold came from the flying boat, but it did not disperse in the air, but like an invisible steel cone, it was nailed towards Zhao Shenbi's sea of knowledge.

This voice contains a strange fluctuation, which is not driven by spiritual power, but completely composed of soul mental power!

"Divine Mind Secret Technique!" Zhao Shenbi said in shock, "It is worthy of being an Earth Immortal Cultivator of Tianyuan Mountain, and even this kind of attack secret technique that requires extremely high soul mental power has been inherited, but if you want to destroy my sea of consciousness like this, I am afraid you are still a lot worse!"

The Divine Thoughts Steel Cone came in an instant, and a tearing pain rose in Zhao Shenbi's mind, and even wisps of blood flowed out of his eye sockets.

However, a moment later, the surging soul power like a river and sea burst out, turning into a big hand, and instantly slapped the steel cone out of the body.

In an instant, the big hand twisted and condensed into a spear, breaking through the air, colliding with the steel cone in the air.

Circles of ripples, invisible to the naked eye, spread wildly, as if something had exploded in the void.

Obviously, there is no breath and form, but it is like a catastrophe that destroys the world and the earth, and the buildings, trees, pavilions and pavilions in the Baili Villa are broken one after another.

Even the calm waters around the island tumbled up, and after rising into the sky, it turned into a torrential rain and fell.

The confrontation between the two was like a fight between the gods, although it was very dangerous and exciting, but it hurt the monks who were watching.

Those who have cultivated deeply are fine, but they just feel a tingling in their minds, and their eyes are black.

However, those who are below the period of long-distance travel, or who have weak soul power, under the sweep of this storm of divine thoughts, immediately feel like they have been hit hard, and their seven orifices are bleeding and unconscious.

At this moment, a purple-robed figure of the flying boat appeared out of thin air, tapped the boat with his right foot, and immediately abandoned the boat.

However, his expression was indifferent, full of condescension, and he didn't seem to care about the lives of these ants.

The only thing that made him a little concerned and moved was that his conceited secret method of divine thoughts, which never failed, actually lost his hand in front of this white-haired young man for the first time.

Although he didn't use all his strength, Zhao Shenbi also looked at ease, and the two were completely evenly divided.

The purple-robed man landed on the island in one step, and the arrogant look on his face was not reduced by half a point, obviously looking up, but it seemed that he was looking down at Zhao Shenbi.

He said condescendingly, "The deity Tianyuan Mountain Situ Longxiang, now in the name of my Tianyuan Mountain, let you stop immediately!"

"Tianyuan Mountain?" Zhao Shenbi's face flashed with a hint of strangeness, and he smiled sarcastically, "Zhao Shenbi of the Linzong in the Lower East, let you get out now!"

The purple-robed man named Situ Longxiang was furious, and his cultivation during the Dan period was undoubtedly revealed, and he was about to make a move against Zhao Shenbi.

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded.

Under the cutting and erosion of the after-ash sword qi and the ash thunder light, the large array outside the Patriarch Hall of the Hundred Mile Mountain Villa was finally unsustainable, and after the spiritual light was completely dimmed, it collapsed into fragments on the spot, scattered in the air with the wind.

The momentum of the falling ash skyrocketed, and a knife was about to split the magnificent hall of the Patriarch Hall.

"You dare!" the purple-robed man shouted angrily.

However, although he said this, his heart had no doubt that this white-haired young man, who was full of strange cultivation and exercises, really dared not to give him Tianyuan Mountain face and dismantle the Patriarch Hall of Baili Mountain Villa.

Yanbo Lake, where Tianyuan Mountain is located, although these sects are independent on the surface, they are secretly attached to Tianyuan Mountain, and a large number of materials are enshrined every year, which is called "protection fee".

As an elder of the Tianyuan Mountain Sect, he didn't know how much benefit he had taken in private, except for the worship on the surface, and since he had received Qingshanzi's call for help, he naturally couldn't watch Zhao Shenbi act like this.

So he disappeared like a ghost, and came directly to the outside of the main hall of the Patriarch Hall, and he actually wanted to personally present Zhao Shenbi's knife!

"Disease!" The purple-robed man was full of purple energy, and a small golden bell appeared out of thin air in his hand, and under the double infusion of soul power and spiritual power, it grew in the wind, blocking the air like a small mountain.

The bells are swaying, the bells are crisp and pleasant, but the volume is so loud that it is like thunder, and people's eardrums are about to burst.

Under the impact of this dense sound wave, the ash immediately seemed to fall into a swamp, and the speed of its fall became infinitely slow.

Even the surging sword qi and electric light of the narrow blade also had a tendency to collapse.

"Since you want to protect these shameless rats, then don't blame Zhao for splitting you in half together!" Zhao Shenbi stepped on the void, disappeared in a flash, held the ashes with both hands, and slashed out a knife that fell from the sky.

Zhao Shenbi, who could only urge the power of the remaining ash two points of immortal soldiers, swallowed more than a dozen pills at this moment, and forcibly urged the power of thirty percent!

Blade Dragon.

Not like a dragon, but the entire sharp and cold blade, completely turned into a black thunder dragon, which was held in Zhao Shenbi's hand by his blood-covered fingers.

Slash it out!

The thunder dragon collided with the bell that was as huge as a small mountain and emitted golden brilliance, and the bell immediately trembled violently, and the bell rose and fell like the waves of the sea.

The land cracked, the trees snapped, the river cut off, and even the rockeries and boulders were crushed into dust by the tremors in an instant!

The tiger's mouth of Zhao Shenbi's hand had been shaken out of a shocking wound, and blood flowed down like a spring.

He took a deep breath, and was about to suppress the intense pain that was rising in his body, when he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and after spurting out a mouthful of strong blood, he held the ashes and flew out from the billowing smoke.

The lightning flashed, and the afterglow twisted for a while, and immediately changed from the form of a ten-zhang thunder dragon to a narrow blade again, cutting through the air in a flash, returning to Zhao Shenbi's scabbard.

Zhao Shenbi supported the ground with his hands, the blood at the corners of his mouth fell to the ground one by one, looking at the rolling dust in the ancestral hall, his eyes were so calm that it was terrifying.

A figure also flew out of the dust that obscured the view.

Situ Longxiang's purple robe also looked messy, and his neatly combed long hair was all spread out, draped over his pale face without the slightest blood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed Xiao Zhong, who was already covered with vertical and horizontal knife wounds, and even his aura was a little dim and broken, wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and it was obviously not easy.

At this moment, those monks watching the battle who were trembling in the distance couldn't help but have a question in their hearts.

Did this Situ Longxiang senior, who had a long reputation in the Tianyuan Mountain Sect, block the terrifying blow of this mysterious sword cultivation for the Baili Mountain Villa?

The smoke and dust were slowly dispersing, and everyone's eyes and minds were converging here.

Those Manifestation Elders, who were vulnerable under Zhao Shenbi's hands, held their breath even more, and their hearts were about to rise to their throats.

"It's not down! It's not down! The ancestral hall is still there! Situ's predecessors are really Taoist and mysterious, God bless me Baili Villa!hahahaha......" The disciples of Baili Villa immediately burst into laughter.

After the dust settled, the magnificent and simple appearance of the ancestral hall was finally revealed.

Except for the front and back of the main hall, there was a knife mark that cut the ground and collapsed, but the main hall still stood intact on the earth, and there was not even a slight tendency to tilt.

The corners of Situ Longxiang's mouth flashed with a hint of pride.

Zhao Shenbi's extremely calm face also showed a sneering sneer.

- Click.

A sudden and terrible cracking sound resounded through the air.

I saw that the main hall of the Patriarch Hall, which was intact as before, under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, from the plaque to the back door, immediately cracked a crack the size of a bowl.

Although this crack was not obvious, it was clear and delicate under the inspection of the monk's soul and mind.

It was split in half with a knife!

After a violent tremor, countless cracks spread like spiders, the pillars collapsed, the ancient books collapsed, and even the tablets and picture scrolls dedicated to the ancestors of Baili Mountain Villa in the past dynasties were also turned into ashes together with the entire collapsed hall.

Only the depths of the Patriarch Hall remained, the patriarch of Baili Villa, Qingshanzi, who was hiding like a turtle in layers of protective light curtains, with a bitter and red face.

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