At the moment of life and death, the spirit should be highly concentrated, and Ziyang Zhenren's distraction made him even worse when he was already at a disadvantage, and he was attacked by the ghost fairy in just a moment, and he was knocked out with a palm.

As he retreated, Ziyang Zhenren opened his mouth and spat out a shot of blood, the meridians in his body were blocked, and the terrifying power of soul transformation was eroding his soul and eating away at his body.

Falling to the ground with a bang, Ziyang Zhenren's spiritual sense sensed that the ghost immortal was following closely, which forced him to force the true yuan, his left hand slapped the ground and his body rose with force, and the long sword in his right hand danced wildly, and one hundred and thirty-six swords formed a diamond-shaped sword pillar, catching up with the chasing ghost immortal.

The sword wind roared and the sword qi was in the clouds, and a powerful blow suddenly struck, forcing the ghost fairy to dodge with a roar.

Forcing back the ghost immortal, Ziyang Zhenren turned his right wrist, the long sword in his hand touched the ground, and his body soared into the air again, and the sword flower was like rain in the rotation, and the red sparks formed a brilliant brilliance, taking his whole person to shuttle within ten zhang, and cast a strong blow of human and sword integration.

In the field, a disciple of Yi Yuan who dealt with the ghost immortal persevered for a long time, the spark of life dissipated, and the power exchanged for reversing the meridians burned out, and finally died in the hands of the ghost immortal.

When he died, he did not complain, but expressed his determination in silence.

Before he died, the only thing he groaned about was a long sword, the long sword that had accompanied him all his life, and he let out a sigh softly and softly!

At that moment, the seven people who were alive in Yi Yuan all heard that sigh, as if a silent power flowed in the hearts of the seven people.

Turning around, he took one last look at his dead companion, the five disciples looked up to the sky and roared, and in an instant, they urged the true yuan in their bodies to the limit, five long swords slashed the sky angrily, and five pillars of light broke through the clouds and split the sky, forming a group of splendid wonders.

At this moment, the five unswerving, death-defying young ambitions suddenly exploded, using their lives as weapons to deliver the strongest blow in their lives, sweeping the four wilds in one fell swoop, making the entire Yi Yuan sky like a hurricane, and the mighty air shook the sky and the earth.

The sudden and violent attack made the four ghost generals and one ghost immortal all tremble, and before they realized what was going on, they were caught up in the terrible attack and fell into a desperate situation.

In the midst of danger, the ghost immortal roared like a hiss, and his body rotated more than two hundred times in a row, and all the demon qi outside the body was shattered, so that he was lucky to dissolve the devouring power.

He resolved the crisis in front of him, but the four ghost generals did not have his cultivation, and they all died under this sudden blow.

The loud sound that shook the sky attracted the rest of the people, and when Xuanyu Zhenren and Ziyang Zhenren saw this scene, although they had long known that this would be the result, the bitterness in their hearts did not diminish at all.

Looking at the injured ghost immortal who flew out, Ziyang Zhenren roared angrily, and his incomparable anger turned into a terrifying murderous aura, and the whole person didn't care about the seriously injured body, and forcibly took the sword out, and his body was wildly lifting the true yuan in the fall, and the long sword in his hand was holding a brilliant sword gang, and it slashed at the top of the ghost fairy's head.

A miserable scream sounded outside the gate of Yi Yuan, and the ghost immortal who was seriously injured and had no basis to defend himself was shattered under the angry sword of Ziyang Zhenren, and the Yuan Shen was destroyed.

On the side, the Yin Ghoul King was furious when he saw this, and his mouth roared like thunder, obviously extremely angry.

And the two other ghosts and immortals came later, and the four palms held the evil soul-destroying power and constantly slashed at Ziyang Zhenren's body, destroying his body.

With a muffled snort, Ziyang Zhenren was shocked out of the way, and after landing on the ground, he shook twice and fell to the ground suddenly.

Glaring at the ghost immortal, Ziyang Zhenren's eyes were like knives, his right hand firmly grasped the long sword, and his body was struggling to stand up.

When Xuanyu Zhenren saw it, he shouted loudly and forced the ghost king back with a sword, and stepped forward to stop the advance of the two ghost immortals.

Looking at the Yin Ghoul King and the two ghost immortals vigilantly, Xuanyu Zhenren asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, are you okay, be strong, don't give up!" ”

Standing up with difficulty, a trace of desolation appeared on Ziyang Zhenren's pale and gray face, and he said in a low tone: "Don't worry about me, I can stand it." I survived the danger of the ghost domain at the beginning, and I didn't pay attention to this scene. ”

Xuanyu Zhenren smiled miserably, shook his head lightly and did not speak.

And the Yin Ghoul King on the opposite side snorted coldly: "Hugh is going to be rampant, if it weren't for Lu Yun's presence at the beginning, none of you would have thought of leaving the ghost domain alive." Now that Lu Yun has been expelled from Yi Yuan, no one can save you anymore, so let's die obediently. ”

When the words fell, the two ghost immortals pounced first, their lightning-fast body and phantom figure like a streamer shocked Xuanyu Zhenren's heart, and the dark ghost fairy was indeed worthy of the name.

With a wave of the long sword, Xuanyu Zhenren shouted in a low voice: "Senior brother, be careful, no matter what, we have to fight hard." ”

Before he finished speaking, the whole person met the two ghost immortals and began a fierce confrontation.

On Hengjian's chest, Ziyang Zhenren glanced at Xuanyu Zhenren's back, and said in a vicissitudes of tone: "Don't worry, senior brother, even if I die, I will pull a cushion on my back, and I will never embarrass Yi Yuan." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, when he was really facing death, a figure flashed in Ziyang Zhenren's eyes, a blue figure.

It was the pride of his life, and it was a memory that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

Retracting his gaze, Ziyang Zhenren looked at the ghost fairy who bypassed the Xuanyu Zhenren's defense line and rushed towards him, with a strange smile in his eyes.

Feeling that the true yuan in his body had gathered two layers, Ziyang Zhenren glanced back at Yi Yuan, glanced at the most familiar place in this life, and then reversed his left hand, and immediately sealed his Liuyang Xuansoul heart, and launched the Xuanyang Disintegration Dafa before he died, so as to burst out with seven times his strength.

The wind blew at this moment, and an abnormal aura instantly filled the entire sky over Yi Yuan, causing the ghost fairy who was rushing forward to feel shocked, and immediately stopped.

And the Yin Ghoul King who was in the battle also looked back suddenly, looking at Ziyang Zhenren with angry eyes, obviously angry at his actions.

Xuanyu Zhenren didn't speak, just looked at him with desolate eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and his old face showed incomparably heavy pain.

He understood everything Ziyang Zhenren had done, but what if he understood, the pain in his heart had not diminished in the slightest.

Dead Ash's face began to become ruddy, at this moment Ziyang Zhenren was like a rebirth, the whole body was surging, the strong wind blew his clothes and long hair flew in the air, and the whole person exuded a monstrous momentum at this time, its majesty was so fierce that a special aura was formed in the field, so that the masters in it felt shortness of breath, and their faces were shocked.

Feeling that the true element in his body was constantly improving, Ziyang Zhenren raised his hands, and a powerful momentum erupted, and two blood-colored hurricanes suddenly appeared on the ground, sweeping straight away the Yin Ghoul King.

With a roar, the ghost king raised his hands and the ghost qi outside his body gathered, and in a blink of an eye, a black hurricane formed to meet it.

The two powerhouses met and collided with each other, and the Flame True Yuan and the Eerie Ghost Qi repelled each other, and immediately turned into a puff of smoke, and suddenly broke with a loud bang.

The surrounding air currents surged, and the powerful True Yuan wandered back and forth under the restrictions of the Law Realm, causing the five masters in the field to shake.

"Senior brother, the ghost king will be handed over to you first, and then I will deal with him after I have cleaned up these two ghost immortals."

At this moment, Ziyang Zhenren, who launched the Xuanyang Disintegration Dafa, was quite sober-minded, he knew that the Ghost King was powerful and easy to deal with, so he took advantage of the explosion of his strength to plan to clean up the Ghost Immortal first, and then join forces with Xuanyu Zhenren to deal with the Ghost King.

Since there was not much time left, Ziyang Zhenren began to attack after speaking, waving the flames with both hands, and the scorching flames forced the two ghost immortals to avoid it.

Xuanyu Zhenren said sadly: "Be careful, the ghost king will be handed over to me, you can let it go." ”

As soon as the words fell, his right hand shook, and a sword chant burst out of the air, and then thousands of sword rays circled in front of the ghost king's body, fusing while attacking, and finally forming three rotating sword pillars, sending out a strong blow in the shape of a zigzag.

The Yin Ghoul King's eyes were cold, he glared at Xuanyu Zhenren, and said coldly: "I said that you are still far away, and you can't stop this king." ”

Xuanyu Zhenren's face was expressionless, and while swinging his sword to attack, he said indifferently: "I said that if I want to trap you, I will definitely be able to trap you, so take it." ”

Zhenyuan mentioned, the Xuanyu real sword style became denser and denser, and the sword became more and more powerful.

The original six-foot-long sword rays had turned into one zhang and two, and countless dark cyan sword rays crisscrossed the entire perimeter, forming a tight defensive barrier, trapping the ghost king in it.

With a roar, the Yin Ghoul King's whole body flickered with black light, and the Soul Transformation Dafa in the palms of both hands immediately urged, and two pitch-black balls of light appeared in the sword with the power to devour everything, and made a hard contact with the attack of the Xuanyu real person.

The dense thunderclap sound resounded in the sky, and the blue and black two-color light was scattered everywhere, forming a colorful cloud of light in front of the gate of Yi Yuan, changing its shape from time to time.

The sword light dispersed and rose again, the black light dimmed and brightened, and the two sides used speed to control the speed, and finally formed this stalemate.

Here, the situation between Ziyang Zhenren and the two ghost immortals is completely different.

In order to cherish time, Ziyang Zhenren did not deal with them, and every move and style was full of power.

At first, the two ghost immortals kept dodging, but in the end, the airflow in the entire field was completely controlled by Ziyang Zhenren, and everywhere was filled with Flame True Yuan, making the ghostly ghosts and immortals have nowhere to avoid and are forced to fight hard.

Looking at the shocked enemy coldly, Ziyang Zhenren shouted: "I said that even if you die, it won't be cheaper for you, now the two of you are ready to go on the road." ”

As soon as the long sword spread its flames, the flames burned within the entire ten zhang, forming a flame law realm.

Then, the Ziyang real sword turned into a swimming dragon, and its body turned into a flame of light in the rotation, attached to the long sword to track the dodging ghost immortal.

Feeling that there was no way to avoid it, the two ghost immortals exchanged glances, and the two sides immediately gathered together, their hands connected to each other, and their bodies rotated at high speed in an instant, forming a black aura.

Seeing the crimson lightsaber shooting, the spinning ghost fairy roared, and the black aura suddenly caught up, and suddenly saw a red lightsaber inserted in a black aura, and the two sides were connected to each other's qi and maintained that form.