Chu Tiance took a deep breath, his blood was boiling, and he forcibly crushed the ink-colored sword qi in his body.

The battle dragon sword stepped forward, his body was like a dragon, his long sword was like thunder, and the blazing sword roared out, and he suddenly slashed out against the ink-colored long sword.

In the violent explosion, Chu Tiance only felt a huge shock all over his body, almost every inch of his muscles and bones seemed to be about to shatter, and the fine and sharp pain instantly diffused all around his body. Netherworld is not an ordinary Returning to Tibet Realm martial artist, but a true powerhouse who has reached the peak of the middle stage of the Returning Tibet Realm, and every sword slash out is enough to easily crush Ao Qianqing, a demon at the limit of the Divine Gang Realm.

"Stygian Mountain Blood Mist Sword!"

Ghost Dance Autumn suddenly let out a clear roar, and the blood mist in the sky suddenly dispersed.

The clouds covered the mist, the slim and layered, a fierce and tragic sword mist, like an infinite wave, suddenly diffused towards the Netherworld.

The peak of celestial phenomena, the limit of small success!

As soon as the sword came out, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the infinite blood mist rushed wantonly, the sword aura was solemn, and the sword roared, as if there were infinite souls and evil ghosts roaring, and every wisp of blood-colored sword mist almost condensed the madness and hideousness of the infinite soul. All of a sudden, the Netherworld only felt a trace of irritability rise in the blood veins around him, and even in the depths of his soul.

"Look for death!"

The Shadow Child's divine light was sharp, and the long sword was sharply slanted, instantly piercing through the heavy blood mist and piercing the pupils of Ghost Wuqiu's eyes.

The sword qi was like thunder, and the terrible and tyrannical sword roar resounded through the sky, and a wisp of extremely sharp sword qi suddenly stabbed out.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!

The sound of the collision of fine and dense jade stones sounded instantly, like large beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, and instantly continued into a long loud sound.

In an instant, the twin swords of Ghost Dance Autumn and Nether Zi collided hundreds of times, and in an instant, Ghost Dance Autumn almost retreated hundreds of meters.

The fierce and tyrannical black jade sword like a ghost is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, firmly locking the purple pupils of Ghost Dance and going straight down!

A pair of huge thunder wings suddenly unfolded behind Chu Tiance, and the wings oscillated, like a thunder roar, and lightning flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Ghost Wuqiu. As soon as the long sword stood up, a vast and majestic atmosphere swept wantonly, and the entire void seemed to become heavy and majestic in an instant, and an eternal true rhyme that spanned the ages suddenly dispersed.

The bronze longsword doesn't seem to be fast, but it seems to be amazing.

A divine power and true rhyme that is completely different from the celestial martial arts, faint, vast and magnificent, suddenly swept away.

There was a loud bang, the two swords staggered, and the body of the Netherchild who was chasing after him suddenly froze.

It was like an angry wave crashing into a majestic mountain, even though it had infinite power and monstrous might, it still had to stop.

On the other side, Chu Tiance took three steps back in a row and suddenly stopped his figure, Yuan Yu Yue was as powerful as Yue!

A trace of tiredness passed under his eyes, and a trace of blood faintly rose, and he slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air with a slight smell of blood, but his expression was full of excitement.

The ghost son frowned, stared at Chu Tiance deeply, took a deep breath, looked gloomy, and slowly spit out four words.

"Quiet and inferior!"

"Yes, the secluded and secluded products, the mountains and rivers are eternal, and they are officially obtained from the ruins of the mountains and rivers. ”

Chu Tiance did not deny it, and in fact, he couldn't deny it at all.

The power of the Tongyun martial arts is invincible, and it has faintly touched the supreme realm, and the true aura in it cannot be concealed at all.

The cultivation of celestial martial arts requires the cooperation of martial arts, and generally speaking, the best in the Shengang realm are already qualified to practice the lower grade martial arts of celestial phenomena. As for the mid-grade, high-grade, and even top-notch celestial martial arts, they are often the best choice for martial artists in the Tibetan realm, the Yuan Soul realm, and the true martial realm.

And the martial arts of the Tongyin level are completely different.

The so-called passage refers to the most subtle and delicate power that penetrates the spiritual body.

Cultivating to the extreme, there is even a trace of possibility, breaking through the limit and reaching an inexplicable supreme realm.

Any martial art of the Tongyin Rank Martial Arts, in the five major sects and the seven main cities, is the foundation of the sect in the true sense and the supreme treasure.

A sect, as long as it has a martial art of the Hidden Rank Martial Arts, it will have the potential and hope of the Male Dominion Yuan Dragon Star.

Previously, in the depths of the ruins of the Mountains and Rivers, Chu Tiance had erupted into the eternity of mountains and rivers, and the ghost child felt the breath of tranquility in an instant.

Soon, though, the Netherchild self-denied the idea.

Even though his feelings were real, he still didn't believe it in the end.

The reason is very simple, the secret martial arts are too precious and too rare, and they will never appear in Shanhemen.

However, at this moment, Chu Tiance resisted his attack head-on, but it completely shattered the doubts in the heart of the Netherworld.

"Sure enough, it is a secret martial art, it is really worthy of the peerless demon of luck, the Netherworld Temple has tried its best to plan for decades in the ruins of the Mountains and Rivers, and it has not been noticed, and it finally fell into your hands. It's a pity that now, your bloodline origin, the inheritance of the ghost clan, and this sword skill will eventually become the ladder of my Netherworld!"

The Netherworld True Yuan was burning, and his voice was full of crazy eagerness and eagerness, like a ghost roaring.

At this moment, the Netherchild had completely lost all scruples, and his mind was completely filled with greed.

In the face of the temptation of the Shadow Martial Arts, what Netherworld Temple, what Ghost Mist Mother-in-law, all of them were completely left behind by Netherworld.

The figure flickered, and the black jade long sword suddenly spit out a deep and rich sword light, like a black python spitting out a letter, and suddenly came.

The celestial phenomenon is in the middle grade, and the black python kills the sword!

With a sword swing, the sword aura was strong and tyrannical, not to mention ten times stronger than the Purgatory Fire Sword that Chu Tiance broke out with all his might!

The Netherworld Son itself is a powerhouse that is close to the peak of the middle stage of the Returning to the Tibetan Realm, the True Yuan is strong and heavy, far superior to Chu Tiance, and in this set of black python killing swords, immersed for a hundred years, it has already reached the limit of Dacheng, and it is only one line away from the true consummation realm. The sword was agitated, and the void was like a hundred-zhang black python, churning vertically and horizontally, like a divine dragon killing the sky, and rushing straight to Chu Tiance.

Majestic, fierce, tyrannical, domineering!

Chu Tiance's eyebrows were furrowed, and the sword roared like a dragon's roar, and a sword was crossed.

The eternal true meaning of the extreme realm is instantly urged to the extreme, time is stagnant, and the mountains and rivers are lonely.

At this moment, the entire void seemed to be forcibly peeled away in an instant.

In the violent explosion, a fine shattering sound suddenly sounded, the void exploded, and the cracks like spider webs spread wildly, and the blazing flame sword light instantly disappeared. The sword intent of the mountains and rivers that diffused the eternal breath was suddenly shattered, the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering, the life experience was ups and downs, and within a radius of thousands of meters, there was a bleak loneliness.

With a sweet throat, Chu Tiance's body suddenly burst back, and a line of blood flowed slowly.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the Tongyou Sword Technique, this sword is enough to kill the early stage of the Tibetan Realm, and you can still hold your body. ”

Nether's eyes lit up, and the murderous intent and desire in his eyes became more and more crazy.

(End of chapter)