Rahu's god and demon bones have been turned to ashes.

The original god was almost shattered by the impact.

The candle dragon's gaze jumped.

This great demon ancestor of the desolation, who caused the bloody hands behind the extinction of life in the east and west of the desolation, is finally about to disappear between heaven and earth.

To be honest, the candle dragon found it a little incredible.

But it was at this time.

Rahu's voice came strangely again, although it was fragmented, as if it was about to go out, but it was treacherous:

"The four swords have not been suppressed, you want to kill me?"

Hear this.

The Immortal Daoist was slightly moved.

He understood something in an instant.

Fourth Sword ......

Luo Hu said before that the four swords and him are the same flesh and blood of gods and demons, almost like hands and feet, and now although he has suppressed the three swords, there is still a sword that kills immortals.

At this moment, the desolate heavens and the earth shook.

The black gas was boundless, covering the sky.

The last immortal sword automatically protects the master, and the instinct is in a desolate place.

Although Rahu had been killed and was powerless to call, it spontaneously conveyed the supreme terrifying power and came to protect it.

"Boom"

The fourth sword unleashes unrivaled power in the depths of the unknown.

There was no time for Candle Dragon, Raised Eyebrows and others to react.

The Immortal Dao people noticed it, and they were also slow.

As for Hongjun, he seems to have calculated this weight at all.

"Boom"

The depths of the long river of time and space above the desolation.

The three Heavenly Dao killing weapons that were sealed by the three corpses were echoing with the fourth sword at this moment, and they all trembled.

Four swords at the same time.

The indescribable vastness of power, there was a hint of the taste of true Daluo, emerging in the boundless sword qi.

"Bang"

The three corpses instantly exploded through the blood mist in the years, and were broken through by the three swords.

The surging sword qi covered the past and future of the long river of time and space, and then, with a "bang", all descended on the flood famine.

The Quartet Sword, the vast sword domain, stretches infinitely far away, as if to surround the desolation.

The four swords are here.

The desolate land is the diagram of the Zhuxian array.

Everything is in the line.

Even Hongjun, who had expected that the three corpses would not be able to suppress it, and that the time limit was approaching, and that he would definitely let the three swords get out of trouble, was also greatly moved at this moment.

Only then did he understand Rahu's handwriting, and a moment of remorse flashed in his heart, whether he should have made a timely move just now.

He didn't know at all that Luo Hu was actually going to refine the desolate land into a formation, and when the time came, the four killing weapons of the Heavenly Dao would be on the side, and everyone would be prisoners in his array.

The threat is too great.

But they don't care about that anymore, because what they have to worry about now is themselves.

Hongjun raised his eyebrows and the others raised their heads and looked at the desolate sky.

The sky had disappeared, and instead appeared the black-red Chaos Sword Realm, the hurricane thunder and the chaos set off huge waves.

The Immortal Daoist stood with his hands in his hands, frowning slightly, carefully discerning the legendary Zhuxian Sword Array.

The four swords are together, and this ancient array is finally complete.

The previous three swords were missing a corner, and now they are the complete four swords of Zhuxian.

But at this time.

In the boundless mist, the sword qi was rolling, but a faint voice came out, "The four of you will eventually be refined into my sword gods in the future." ”

The words are gone.

The land seemed to be shrinking in all directions.

It was those sword qi that were contracting.

Hongjun raised his eyebrows and moved at the same time, and they all sensed what Rahu was going to do.

The immortal Taoist stared, saw through countless spaces, and looked for the location of Rahu in all directions in the ancient and modern times.

Although Luo Hu picked up the fourth sword just now, but his current state is like a gossamer, even if the four swords can be modified to refine the wilderness, but he, the master, has been beaten to death, what is the use.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Dao killing weapon is, it still has to be manipulated by someone after all.

Therefore, Rahu made a false swing, first came out with the fourth sword, and opened the formation, but he did not mean to win or lose.

His state at this time made him destined not to start another big battle, even if he had four swords, he couldn't kill these four people.

Therefore, when the boundless rolling sword qi was recovered and the flood desolation saw the light of day again, Rahu's broken spiritual sense was under the guard of the four swords of Zhuxian, and he didn't know which wisp of sword qi it was hidden in, and he couldn't distinguish it anymore.

The candle dragon trembled, and his heart felt bad.

Rahu was about to run away.

I finally seized this opportunity, and I saw that I was going to never suffer again.

It inevitably had a trace of resentment against Hongjun, if it weren't for Hongjun's hesitation there, which caused the suppression of the three corpses of the Immortal Daoist to gradually weaken, how could there be this situation.

Just now, the fourth sword caused the other three swords to resonate and echo.

Although it is said that the four swords and Rahu are one, they spontaneously savior and broke free from the seal of the three corpses.

But the main problem is that the three corpses are already in the continuous seal, and the impact of the sword qi is gradually weakening, and at this time, there is a delay in Hongjun, which makes it even more difficult for the three corpses sent by the Immortal Daoist to hold on, so that there is a scene where the last three swords just come out and merge with the fourth sword to save the dying Rahu.

Raising his eyebrows and secretly blaming Hongjun, he even wondered if Hongjun didn't want to kill Rahu, but Hongjun finally made a move, and it was precisely because of the extremely clever timing of his shot that although he was dissatisfied, he couldn't say anything.

Just when the candle dragon was about to intercept it, he was not ready to let Rahu escape successfully.

The four swords shot out hundreds of millions of wisps of sword qi.

With the four swords in his hand, even if he doesn't want to fight, it's not difficult to escape.

Billions of wisps of sword qi are overwhelming.

Bang bang bang.

The huge Candle Dragon and the Tree Realm with raised eyebrows were the first to encounter, and the chaotic qi around them was scattered, and even the scales of the Candle Dragon were cracked.

"Strike together and stop him!"

The candle dragon roared, and the dragon claws ignored the sharp and incomparable chaotic sword qi, and went straight towards the boundless black mist.

The immortal Taoist shook his head, the opportunity had been lost, Rahu was integrated with the infinite sword qi, and he didn't know that the spiritual sense hid in that wisp of sword qi, to stop him, unless the four swords of Zhuxian were blocked, but if the four swords of Zhuxian wanted to leave, without fighting, only a few people here could not be sealed.

The creature with the jade disc on his head faded behind the Immortal Daoist at this moment.

This is also the reason why the immortal Daoist didn't make a move, the three corpses he turned into Hongjun have been shattered, and he can't suppress the four swords of Zhuxian for a short time.

This real Hongjun can be transformed into three more corpses, but ......

Changsheng glanced sideways at Hongjun Daoren.

Candle Dragon and raised eyebrows are just suspicious and dissatisfied.

Only the Immortal Daoist is sure of Hongjun's thoughts.

A battle of luck.

Hongjun attaches so much importance to luck, he just wants to monopolize this luck to clear the flood and demons, and he doesn't want to share it with others, so he will release the water, and he doesn't want to leave Rahu at the moment.

Changsheng, who understands Hongjun's thoughts, is even more unlikely to be stupid enough to intercept Rahu with the four swords on his side by himself.

That is likely to usher in a situation where both he and Rahu will lose.

He felt that once there was a chance.

Hongjun will not let it go.

I won't let go of myself and anyone who is behind.

Therefore, Changsheng stood indifferently between heaven and earth, unmoved.

Only the candle dragon made a move.

But.

"Sneer......"

The golden-red ancestral dragon's blood, spilled in large spills, burst out from between the scales of the dragon's claws, as if it had rained monstrous blood, and when it fell to the ground, it became a river of blood.

Click.

A dragon groan, full of rage.

The four swords of Zhu Xian slashed, and the claws of the candle dragon were severely injured one after another, and one of the fingers on the claws of the candle dragon was occupied.

It was a dragon's toe bigger than the stars.

Rumble.

The dragon's toes fell to the ground, like a big star smashing down, and the boundless flesh and blood exploded, deriving into small dragons, and the vast blood directly turned into an ocean.

Meantime.

The Chaos Tree Realm was also slashed away by the four swords.

Raised eyebrows and snorted, and retreated in fear.

He personally touched it, and only then did he feel the power of the four swords, and the terrifying sense of oppression seemed to suffocate him, so he still didn't want to fight, but just protected Rahu's retreat, and the four swords that didn't exert their power in three or four points.

The candle dragon and the raised eyebrows were repelled at the same time.

Hongjun and Changsheng didn't make a move.

In this way, Rahu was protected by the four swords, wrapped in boundless sword qi, and suddenly disappeared above the flood wilderness.

Still let Rahu get away.

The candle dragon was furious.

"Why don't you make a move?!"

He turned around and asked Hongjun and Changsheng.

Hearing this, the immortal Daoist's face was slightly pale, and he said lightly: "Old Dragon, pay attention to the tone of your voice, when the poor Dao beat him to a half-waste, you were still hiding in the long river of years and didn't dare to come out, and now you dare to come and ask me, if you really want to ask the reason, ask your Taoist friends." ”

With that, Changsheng glanced sideways at Hongjun.

Then, he swept his eyes over Rahu's ancestral nest, Mount Meru.

Changsheng strode over there, ignoring the three of them at all.

Watching the immortal Daoist leave, the candle dragon was furious, and the vicissitudes of life exhaled out, and there was a feeling of unreasonableness.

Indeed, if it weren't for the Immortal Daoist, Rahu would not have been so seriously injured, and there would be no chance today, plus the strength of the Immortal Daoist was there.

Candle Dragon had no reason to be angry with the Immortal Daoist, but he looked at Hongjun with an unkind gaze.

It was the same with raising eyebrows, and there were unpleasant fluctuations faintly transmitted in the tree world, waiting for Hongjun to explain.

Hongjun was calm and uncolored, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "The power of the four swords of Zhuxian has been seen by the Taoist friends, and the two of you really think that if Luo Hu fights to the death, can we take him down?" ”

"I think that if the two sides fight again, it will only be a dead fish, and there is not much certainty that they can really kill Rahu."

"Poor Dao has said a long time ago, to deal with Rahu, you must invite enough people to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Poor Dao has already fought with him This is the third time, and he knows the background of Rahu best, the previous failures are all lessons, just now I just don't want to make senseless sacrifices."

"He has four swords in his hand, blindly trying to escape, we can't stop him at all, if the two Taoist friends of Nuwa Fuxi are also here today, the poor Dao will feel sure, we are still too few in number, barely able to match the complete four swords, the end is definitely not good."

Hear Hongjun's explanation.

Although there is some truth, but the candle dragon is dragon face is a little cold, and it is difficult to pass in his heart.

Then, he snorted angrily, said no more, rolled the dragon's body, and headed for the South China Sea.

Hongjun looked at the back of the candle dragon leaving, sighed, and then said to the tree realm: "Poor Dao will pay attention to Rahu's movements, and at the same time go to invite Nuwa Fuxi Daoyou, and when the time comes, I will come and ask Daoyou and Candle Dragon Daoyou to help." ”

Raising his eyebrows helplessly, Rahu's horror has been seen today, it is indeed a threat to everyone, even if he has sensed that Hongjun has some thoughts that he does not know, there is no way.

Rahu must be killed.

Therefore, raising his eyebrows was also enduring the unhappiness in his heart, shaking off a wisp of breath and turning into an ancient leaf: "My Chaos Tree Realm can arrive at any time." ”

With that, he left.

Hongjun looked at the direction where the two had left and muttered for a moment.

Immediately, he turned his gaze to the immortal Taoist who was walking towards Mount Meru.

Hongjun's eyes flashed with purple, and he said in an unpredictable tone: "It turns out that you also noticed something underneath." ”

Mount Meru.

The main peak, which has been devastated by the great war, is in ruins.

The Immortal Daoist came to the blood pool that had been used by Rahu to sacrifice the Absolute Immortal Sword before, and his eyes narrowed, as if he was piercing through something in the endless depths of the blood-colored earth.

The light of his eyes was like chaotic lightning, tearing the depths of the earth.

In the end, under the blood pool, under the extremely far-reaching desolate earth strata, a cloud of essence was perceived, and there was a mist shrouded in it, which made the immortal Dao people in the current realm unable to see it clearly, and only felt that the essence was intertwined with mysterious Tao and reason.

He felt that above that mass of essence, there was a smell of "Da Luo".

It's a real mixed element Daluo!

The breath of a saint that is not yet in the desolation comes from a cloud of essence under the deep strata of the blood pool of Mount Meru.