And it also wanted to split Jiang Xuan, but Qinghui's speed was too fast, and the Heavenly Dao was about a long time, and it didn't find a path that could not reach Qinghui and smoothly split Jiang Xuan.

Heaven:...... It's too hard for me to pedal a horse.

In the end, I hesitated...... Watch from the sidelines.

The sky was almost completely darkened, and the golden light that drifted down from the upper realm was shattered and scattered by Qinghui's sharp spiritual power, like a golden snow.

The clouds next to him were entangled with electric light, and the black was dark with a thunderous momentum, which looked extremely terrifying, but it just couldn't fall.

After watching it for a long time, I still have a kind of angry little daughter-in-law.

Everyone in the Nether Realm looked a little dazed and couldn't react.

The cold boy in black robe stood at the door, watching the fight in the sky, where he could almost only see phantoms.

The thin lips pursed slightly, with some neglected dissatisfaction between his eyebrows, and first glanced sideways at the people of the Sword Sect.

It had been a long time since anyone had ascended and opened the gates of the Upper Realm.

When they first saw the golden spiritual power that had soared, everyone was already a little stunned.

Not to mention that Qing Hui suddenly turned into a human form, and the fierce sword intent on his body made the spirit swords in everyone's hands hum violently.

The elder who was thrown away before was suddenly too strong because of the impact of the force, and at this moment, the meridians had been abolished, and his cultivation was completely lost, and he was soft on the ground, and he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

"No...... That's not what was clearly said...... It's not that you can...... Ascension ......"

In fact, just by listening to a few words, you can probably understand what the situation is.

The spiritual power of the Nether is too weak, and there have been no ascended immortals for nearly a hundred years, and more and more immortals have fallen halfway.

Therefore, like this kind of elder, whose lifespan is about to expire, but there is no sign of breaking through the realm, there are many people who will ponder those crooked ways.

It is estimated that Jiang Xuan just doesn't know how to get on this line, and it should be said that it sounds very good, saying that expelling some demonic monks can help him soar or something.

This kind of talk is likely to be tempting.

Moreover, those who have fallen into demons are inherently rejected by the righteous path.

Xie Feiran looked away coldly, indeed too lazy to pay attention to these people.

A little fluttering under your feet.

The young man in black still looks a little young and childish, his face is excellent, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and he is surrounded by alienation and coldness, and when he passes through the golden light falling from the upper realm, he looks at Yushu Lanzhi, like an immortal in a painting, but he is wearing a black dress, and there is a little gloomy and depravity in the cold fairy atmosphere.

An indescribable contradictory beauty.

As he stepped on the golden light back to the upper realm.

The big opening in the upper realm closed instantly, and the surrounding golden light scattered, and the pitch-black clouds also flew into the upper realm with the golden light.

The sky was blue and calm again.

Except for the elder who had been forcibly channeled by Jiang Xuan with too much spiritual power and his vitality was cut off, he was still lying there, as if what had happened before.

Everyone in the Nether Realm was stunned as they watched the place where the power of the sky disappeared.

***

The Upper Realm at this moment.

The void blade in Qinghui's hand had already grazed the opponent's neck several times, and the smell of blood had intensified the battle intent in Qinghui's heart.

Such a series of blows made the opponent's strength almost collapse, and the opponent used all his strength to defend, so Qinghui couldn't help but get a little tired of playing.

A blue light flashed in his black eyes, and the blade in his hand swung out fiercely.

Jiang Xuan was invincible and quickly retreated, but he was still overturned several times by the qi wave and fell heavily to the side.

Qinghui pouted a little boringly, and his movements were a little arbitrary and lazy, planning to end this not too pleasant trip to the north of Luo.

The familiar cold aura came in an instant.