Almost all the monks stared blankly into the sky, watching the giant palms fall.

There was no more action, and the pressure of substantiation prevented them from doing more.

It can only be seen and watched as the "sky" pours and falls.

But there are still monks who can move.

Yue Wushuang's hair was torn in a bun and the hairband was torn up, and the roots stood up, like a sharp sword.

He didn't speak, and the many sword shadows that had been condensed by the sword intent behind him vibrated and merged into his body.

Jian Yuan, boiling without reservation, stirred in Yue Wushuang's body, a giant sword was formed, with the Five Elements Sword Intent as the foundation, the Silence Sword Intent as the edge, and many sword intents surrounded.

The terrifying power distorted everything around it, and the brilliant greatsword turned into a blurred, sharp, and devastating chaotic sword shadow!

With his body turned into a sword, at this moment, Yue Wushuang stepped on the peak of his own strength!

The shadow of the chaotic sword aimed at the sky, and the giant palm fell.

Yue Wushuang felt that this sword slashed out and slashed through the sky, and he might soar into the sky and directly enter the Tribulation Period!

He raised the natal sword in his hand and soared to the sky!

A sword!

Break through the Nine Heavens with one sword!

The Chaos Sword Shadow and the Giant Palm collided, and the power was not vented, it was condensed to the extreme, only bursts of black ripples spread out in the sky to both sides.

Everywhere you go, what you touch turns into powder.

Fortunately, only one towering lone peak was affected, and as for the surrounding birds, beasts, and birds, they had already scattered when the non-sword cultivators sneaked attacked.

In contrast, the raging wind that was caused by the air being dispersed and the sand and rocks were not worth mentioning to the monks.

The raging wind shook the entire mountain gate.

The shadow of the sword dissipated, and the giant palm shattered.

The earth-shattering sword against the heavens seemed to be a lose-lose situation.

However, in the dissipating sword shadow, Yue Wushuang fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, his hair scattered, messy like a madman.

His breath was so weak and shaky that he couldn't even stand up, so he could only half-kneel on the ground.

Yue Wushuang grabbed the natal sword with one hand, supporting himself from falling.

Cracks began to appear on the sword body, spreading to the hilt of the sword, and then, "spreading" to Yue Wushuang's body.

In less than a few breaths, a series of black, cracked fine wounds appeared on Yue Wushuang's body, like the natal sword in his hand, like porcelain on the verge of shattering.

Blood seeped out of the wound, turning him into a bloody man.

The shallow pits in the ground are also covered with a layer of blood.

The whole person looks like a sense of despair.

On the other hand, Tang Luo, who was standing not far from Yue Wushuang.

His face was flat, he looked at Yue Wushuang condescendingly, and withdrew his hand, and in the center of his palm, there was not even a trace of scarring.

The shattered big handprint only represented that the power released by Tang Luo was "shattered" in the collision.

It's not that you can't hurt Tang Luo by breaking the big mudra, it's just that this kind of thing is not something that a child can do.

Yue Wushuang used all his strength to make a shocking sword, but he barely resisted Tang Luo's casual blow.

There was silence on the field, except for the sound of the severely wounded monk's breathing.

"I ...... Not...... Lose ......"

Yue Wushuang slowly raised his head and struggled to make a sound.

"Oh?" Tang Luo raised his tone slightly.

"Not a crime of war." Yue Wushuang looked around and swept over those slightly excited subordinates, "Just with this group of garbage, you also want to defeat me Yue Wushuang?" ”

"You shouldn't exist!"

Yue Wushuang turned his head sharply and looked at Tang Luo, "You are Providence, what I lost to is only Providence!" ”

A strong man who appeared out of thin air and couldn't resist at all.

Yue Wushuang didn't feel that he had lost, and if he wanted to lose, he would only lose to the god above his head.

Heaven does not allow a sword cultivation emperor like him to appear.

That's why there will be a Tang Xuanzang.

"Seems to make sense." Tang Luo said, "However, it is not so mysterious. You give me a sword, and I give you a palm. ”

After speaking, he ignored Yue Wushuang's gradually widening eyes, and turned around and wandered towards the outside of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

“……”

“……”

No one dared to stand in front of Tang Luo, and a road separated, even if there happened to be a seriously injured person, they struggled to roll out of the way.

"Tang Xuanzang!"

Yue Wushuang's roar came from behind him.

"I'll leave it to you." Tang Luo didn't look back, "I want the key to the Heavenly Sword Land in a few days." ”

This was not said to Yue Wushuang, but to other monks, sword cultivation and non-sword cultivation.

Behind the scenes, the fierce battle broke out again, and only when the sword cultivators fell, or the non-sword cultivators fled, would it be completely ended.

"Tang Xuanzang!"

Yue Wushuang's roar of the dying beast came again.

He said that Tang Luo was the will of heaven, not a crime of war, and if he lost under the will of heaven, he would naturally die under the will of heaven.

Like all kinds of "calamities" during the tribulation period.

Unexpectedly, Tang Luo didn't kill him, and his life would end in the hands of a group of defeated generals who he looked down on at all.

For the proud Yue Wushuang, it was a blow.

You are not a "strong man against the sky" who needs the will of heaven to target, don't think too highly of yourself, a sword and a palm, it's so simple.

By the way, I also gave back the trick to me.

No more, one palm, it's enough.

Leaving the Heavenly Sword Gate, Tang Luo came to the side of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, and the Burning Sun Venerable and these people were still locked up.

Those two non-sword cultivators didn't die either.

But everyone looks half-dead.

"Master!"

Ao Yulie, a temporary jailer and gatekeeper, saw Tang Luo coming and immediately flew over.

The Howling Dog appeared and jumped onto Donlo's shoulder.

"Let these people go, what about Bajie?" Tang Luo said.

"The second senior brother said that there are some heavenly and earthly treasures in this world that are suitable for refining, and they are all refined anyway, so he will smelt a little more, and he has been collecting them for several days." Ao Yulie said.

"Hmm." Tang Luo nodded.

Metamorphosis is different from ordinary magic weapons.

Many magic weapons pay attention to various mystical uses, and they are refined when they are refined, and it is extremely troublesome to change them later.

Just like decoration, the decoration of a rough house is actually simpler than the redecoration of a second-hand house that has been renovated.

Renovation is not a destructive demolition of the finished thing, this one should be retained, and that one should be improved.

There are also issues such as secondary destruction and so on.

Xuan Chang is simple and rough, and it is particularly strong and tough.

It can withstand it, as long as it is not easy to break.

For the rest, there is no need to think about it, what good materials there are, as long as they can be smelted without conflict, they will be piled up.

It doesn't matter if the weight keeps stacking.

Even if it is heavier than the golden hoop stick, Tang Luo can still use it.

This kind of simple and crude weapon, Zhu Bajie is actually very pleasant to refine, just like wantonly splashing ink and believing in the reins.

That's called a comfort.

In the sunset, happily refining the weapon, that is Zhu Bajie's youth.

"Master, the matter over there is settled, shouldn't you go undercover?" Ao Yulie asked, since these people are going to be released, it proves that Tang Luo is not undercover, and the undercover cause has been completed.

"Hmm." Tang Luo briefly explained the matter.

"Tsk."

Ao Yulie shook his head and sighed, "Someone, if you don't do it, you won't die." ”

If Yue Wushuang was really as "down" as he was when he talked to Tang Luo that day, his great cause might really be successful.

But if you have to pit, no one will let go.

"Whoever is that, you are free, go back to the sect by yourself." Ao Yulie shouted towards the makeshift cell.

In fact, there is no prohibition here, these people were seriously injured by Tang Luo, and it is not possible to escape from Ao Yulie's "claws".

After being beaten many times during this time, they united, and even the two non-sword cultivators were united, bent on escaping from prison.

And then he was beaten again.

At present, it is in a state of salted fish that has no love and no hope.

After shouting, Tang Luo and they left.

A group of people is unmoved.

Elder Mo, a double agent, said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's a trap, let's wait and see." ”

There are so many gods and void refining here, dragging them is beneficial to Yue Wushuang's great cause!

"That's right."

The Blazing Sun Venerable, who was originally the most popular, said, "Let's hurry up and heal our wounds, and with our strength, it's easy to say." ”

During this time, when they wanted to heal their wounds, Ao Yulie would appear in front of them, laughing and moving.

It's a blessing not to aggravate the injury, let alone recover.

Now Ao Yulie has suddenly run away, and in the case of completely unable to understand what is happening, it is the right way to respond to all changes without changing and seizing the time to recover.

One double undercover agent, two non-sword cultivators, and a group of sword cultivators, working hard here to recuperate.

The scene looked very harmonious.

Three days passed in a flash.

The change of the sky, the shocking change of the sky, like a storm, swept the entire immortal cultivation world.

Yue Wushuang, the Divine Monarch Yue Wushuang, is the center of the storm.

And Tang Xuanzang has become a "fairy envoy" and "will of heaven" and other roles.

The sect that was pitted miserably by Yue Wushuang naturally scolded Yue Wushuang, but outside of this, Yue Wushuang was not killed.

On the contrary, many people in private commented that Yue Wushuang had the appearance of an emperor.

It's a pity that he lost to Providence.

Even the Tibetan Sword Villa and the Shushan Sword Sect have a little bit of such a voice.

It can't be helped, there is a contrast before it hurts.

Feng Xian is a little better, the sword idiot is single-minded, to be honest, now the sword cultivators of the Hidden Sword Villa even want to directly turn their faces with that bastard.

Even if you don't think about any affection, it's a pure transaction, and you sword idiot will take action to protect the Tibetan Sword Villa.

As a result, you only came to "Dao Immortality", and your indifference was so far, which completely disappointed the sword cultivation of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Of course, from a rational point of view, when Yue Wushuang was looking for a sword idiot, he was already a flying dragon riding face.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have a showdown with the sword idiot.

If you completely turn your face, the biggest possibility is that the Hidden Sword Villa will be destroyed, and the Qingtian Sword Gate will be hit hard, giving the fisherman a profit.

The Tibetan Sword Villa can't even stay in the Taoist system.

It's just that reason is one thing, emotion is another, and sword cultivators haven't really cultivated themselves into a sword.

The sword idiot is still alive, but he is already "dead".

I don't know if Yue Wushuang will feel happy if he knows about it.

The strongest three swords are a thing of the past.

After the chaos, the world of cultivating immortals will usher in a new chapter.

At that time, sword cultivation was no longer the only protagonist, and non-sword cultivators did not completely die in this "shocking change".