In the vast starry sky, somewhere in the universe, a red light and a cyan light and shadow intertwined and chased each other, and when they reached a section, the light and shadow fell somewhere in the deep forest at the same time, and the frightened birds flew around.

"Who are you, and why are you chasing me for no reason?" Qingyang looked at the angry demon in front of him expressionlessly, dressed in fiery red clothes, very charming, his face was decorated with cumbersome patterns, and the dark red sword in his hand was ringing.

"You're afraid of me." Qingyang's plain voice made him clench his sword.

"Joke! You and I have no grievances, why are you chasing me here! Lun Shang asked angrily, but considering the strength of the man in front of him, he was not sure that he would win, the two of them were not wronged, but he chased himself dozens of domains!

"Is there no grievance?" Qingyang grasped the dark red sword, and the sword body shook even more violently. Lun Shang looked at his hand in shock, but the sword that was still in his hand just now was in his hand, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"That's my sword! Daoist friends like this, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. Lun Shang gritted his teeth and said. Just held it in his hand, unconsciously in his hands, Lun Shang was shocked by his strength, his strength was already good, but he did not have the slightest resistance.

Qingyang's two fingers brushed the sword body, and there was a voice of resentment: "This sword has been nourished by millions of living beings." Raising his eyes to look at him, Lun Shang's body was trembling, cold from the depths of his soul. "You, how do you know that my Demon Death Sword ......," Lun Shang asked with a shudder.

This sword does use the soul sacrifice, the more souls, the greater the power, this method is still seen in ancient books, but this method is indeed not tolerated by the world, and he took risks for the sake of strength, and used this method. Lun Shang couldn't help but be annoyed that he was lucky today, and he encountered the so-called right path when he went out.

Qingyang looked at him, knew what he thought, and said lightly: "You didn't kill them, I just wanted to do it."

Hearing this, Lunshang couldn't help but want to curse, chased me for so long, just to degree!? But thinking of Qingyang's strength, he could only endure the pain and said: "That's the case, fellow Daoists, please ......" The sooner the better, I don't want to see you!"

Seeing this, Qingyang smiled indifferently: "I won't hurt you, but you will never be able to give birth to a soul sacrifice sword in the future."

Lun Shang raised his head slightly, and began to look at the righteous path that seemed to be different in front of him.

Dressed in green clothes, the cuffs are embroidered with bamboo to the hem, and a piece of white jade is tied around the waist. The appearance is elegant, giving people a warm feeling, but the trembling from the bottom of my heart just now is by no means fake.

Lun Shang was a little curious about what kind of person this was.

But he saw that the sword was held up in the air, and a clear qi wrapped the sword body, and the man was surrounded by a layer of white light, and the white light reflected his handsome appearance.

After a while, the sword began to scream violently, and after a long time, the sound gradually became quieter. The sword turned from dark red to white, and quietly fell into Qingyang's hand. Qingyang lightly dusted off the blade of his sword and let out a crisp argument. Holding the sword in both hands, he handed it to Lun Shang and said: "This sword has a spirit, treat it well."

Lun Shang took the sword, a little confused: "You are chasing me here for this?" As he spoke, he put his sword back into its sheath.

"Their calling." Qingyang gestured to look at the dark substance in the sky, and gradually disappeared: "Everything has a spirit. So it is with your sword, and so it is with those beings. ”

A hint of ridicule rose at the corner of Lun Shang's mouth, and he said, "I'm different from those people, I'm an immortal cultivator, they're just ordinary human beings, I have the power they crave, how can I compare the lives they expect?"

Qingyang sighed lightly: "How are you different from them?" They are all creatures of this world, created equal, and no one is superior to the other. Qingyang caught a leaf and replied, "Do you say it has no rights?"

Lunshang didn't want to dwell on this: "Does it have anything to do with me, since it has been tempered, I will leave." Lun Shang was about to fly away, when several lights and shadows appeared in the air, and gradually flew over. Seeing this, he knew that it must have been those famous and decent people who had come over and watched vigilantly. At this time, Qingyang also found those people, and saw that the person in charge was dressed in white, and his sword was sharp: "Fire Demon, you finally appeared."

Hearing this, Lunshang snorted lightly: "Who is my Dao?" Gu Jiuli, the second elder under the seat of the Spirit Sword Gate, has such a big face! ”

Gu Jiuli looked at him, his eyes were uncertain, and he said sharply for a long time: "Eliminate the demon and defend the way, it's just your duty!" Lun Shang, let's get caught! Lun Shang held the Death Demon Sword in his hand, the spiritual power was injected, and the sword body was transparent: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Only then did Gu Jiuli notice the sword: the Demon Passing Sword had changed. When Lun Shang saw Gu Jiuli pondering, he stabbed with his sword, Gu Jiuli came back to his senses and hurriedly blocked it with his sword, and the two were immediately entangled together.

The sky suddenly flashed and thundered, and those entourage disciples couldn't bear it and fell to the ground one after another, only then did they realize that there was still a person standing here. One of them said, "He's an accomplice of the Fire Demon!" The rest of the disciples immediately surrounded and pointed their swords at Qingyang.

Seeing this, Qingyang frowned unhappily: "No."

"Humph! We just saw you together, and we said no? Bad people never admit that they are bad people! ”

"That's it, Senior Brother Yuan Kun is right!" The disciples echoed the man.

Na Yuan Kun took out an item from the storage bag, and Qingyang recognized that it was a bundle of immortal ropes, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and made a definition indiscriminately, which could not be justified. Thinking that it must be used to being powerful on weekdays, it is harmless to teach a lesson.

Qingyang flew up and took a branch, those disciples saw this scene, they all rushed to use their spiritual power, and suddenly a few spells flew towards Qingyang, but seeing that Qingyang was not in a hurry and easily dissolved it with a branch, the branch swept towards the disciples, accurately hit their sword-holding hand, and threw it on their faces, and after a while, they had a few blood marks on their faces.

When did Yuan Kun see this formation, he tried his best to use his spiritual power, and shouted angrily: "Fireball Technique!" The air was rendered red by the fireball, and a huge fireball flew away, Qingyang was unhurried, and it was dissolved with a flick of his sleeves. Seeing that these disciples were not lightly injured, Qingyang moved his heart of compassion, fell to the ground, and walked towards Yuan Kun, who had just used his primordial spiritual power.

Yuan Kun was injured at the root, coughing up blood from time to time, and when he saw Qingyang coming over, he said, "What, you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

"If I want to kill you, it's only in an instant." Qingyang glanced at the fight in the air, and was about to leave, when he caught a glimpse of the thing on Gu Jiuli's waist, his heart flickered, and he stared at the incomparably familiar piece of green jade. Fei Shen held the piece of green jade and said in a deep voice, "Where did this come from?"

Gu Jiuli frowned, snatched Qingyu over and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

Lun Shang stopped his move, wondering why he was a little nervous because of an ordinary piece of green jade.

Qingyang knew that he was too anxious just now, and he was rude, so he arched his hand and said: "I was rude just now, but I hope you can tell me where this piece of jade came from, this is very important to me."

Gu Jiuli looked at it and saw that Qingyang's expression didn't look like a lie: "It's okay, but I can't say it."

"Why?"

"Gu Jiuli, if you know, just tell him, he's not a bad person." Lun Shang said loudly.

"Humph!" Gu Jiuli said: "Just now he was with you, I didn't pursue it, but whether he is a bad person or not, who knows?"

Lun Shang said unhappily: "You Gu Jiuli, you are really a famous and righteous person, heh, yes, you will definitely not believe the words of me, the big devil." Lun Shang touched the body of the sword and said, "You see, the sword that was originally red is now like this, it is his masterpiece." He chased me for a long time, just to overtake the soul in it. Do you think such a person will be a big devil? ”

Gu Jiuli looked at the sword in Lun Shang's hand and pondered, he knew Lun Shang's sword, and it was precisely because of this that the famous and decent family pursued him vigorously.