In the confrontation, the lightsaber flame flourished, forcing the black aura to dim, but after a while, only a terrible roar was heard, and the black aura exploded again, suppressing the flames of the lightsaber in one fell swoop.

In the stalemate, the two sides rose and fell, each showing its might.

In that black aura, it could be seen that the faint figures of the two ghost immortals were gradually merging, obviously in order to deal with the Ziyang Zhenren whose strength was exploding, they had to fuse their bodies in order to exert more powerful strength.

On the lightsaber, the jumping flame was pressed down seven times in a row, and finally revealed a small figure, standing on the sword body, moving from time to time.

Take a closer look, the small figure is Ziyang Zhenren, at this time, he is sitting cross-legged, his hands clasped on his chest, and he is trying his best to urge the true yuan in his body to resist the counterattack of the ghost immortal.

With the appearance of Ziyang Zhenren, the lightsaber began to exude a powerful momentum, its scorching flames continued to rise, and the entire sword body began to tremble, and then began to split into two, two into four, four into eight, and in just a while, hundreds of sword shadows appeared, sandwiched with a deafening sword roar, shattering the black aura in one fell swoop.

At that moment, two screams came, and then two black souls fled quickly.

A sneer sounded at this time, and Ziyang Zhenren's heart moved, and the thousands of light swords flew in, easily dispersing the two souls and eliminating the two ghost immortals who were badly injured.

The light and shadow flickered, Ziyang Zhenren changed from small to large, and his body shook when he landed, obviously the invisible confrontation just now consumed a lot of his strength.

Looking up, Ziyang Zhenren looked towards Xuanyu Zhenren, but saw that the Ghost King's palm was imprinted on his chest, and its black ghost qi turned into a powerful ghost, biting Xuanyu Zhenren's chest to death, and was frantically devouring his body.

With a roar, Ziyang Zhenren waved his right hand, and the long sword in his hand slashed down from the sky, and a hundred-zhang sword pillar appeared above the head of the Yin Ghoul King with his incomparable anger.

Feeling the horror of this sword, the Yin Ghoul King's body shook and moved away, holding the body of the Xuanyu real person in his hand.

At this time, Xuanyu Zhenren took the opportunity to stab a sword into the ghost king's body, forcing him to let go.

Shaking and retreating to Ziyang Zhenren's side, Xuanyu Zhenren patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good job, even if you die in battle today, you will be buried with three ghost immortals, and you finally didn't die in vain." ”

Ziyang Zhenren held him and asked with concern, "How is it, can you still hold it?" I'm running out of time, so let's take the opportunity to see the fate of this ghost king again. ”

Xuanyu Zhenren straightened up, and said coldly: "Come on, let's meet the ghost king for a while and see how powerful he is." ”

Looking at the two people in front of him angrily, the Yin Ghoul King was furious.

His three ghost immortals and six ghost generals are gone, how can they dominate the world in the future?

Thinking of this, the Yin Ghoul King roared, and his figure instantly appeared in front of Ziyang Zhenren, his hands flipped and the ghostly aura was gloomy, and the extremely evil aura of the Soul Transformation Dafa swept wildly, wanting to devour him.

Looking at him coldly, Ziyang Zhenren's right hand flipped and turned, the long sword in his hand trembled sharply, a dragon chant sword roar emptied the cracking qi, and the crimson sword appeared on the chest of the Yin Ghoul King with an incomparably strong Flame True Yuan.

At this moment, Ziyang Zhenren did not dodge, for him, death was a matter of time, as long as he could destroy the ghost king, it was worth the price.

On the side, Xuanyu Zhenren threw the long sword in his hand when he saw this, and his hands ran along a strange trajectory in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, a strange bright light appeared, and with the sudden push of his hands, it hit the long sword.

In this way, the long sword that stopped on his chest was immediately plated with a layer of white light, and roared out under his control, piercing through the body of the Yin Ghoul King in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the three parties launched an attack at the same time, only to see the Yin Ghoul King hit Ziyang Zhenren's chest with one palm, and his soul-devouring power immediately sucked the muscles in his chest, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

And Ziyang Zhenren's powerful sword, as well as Xuanyu Zhenren's magical sword, both hit the Yin Ghoul King at the same time, and accordingly shocked him out.

The figures are divided into three points, looking at each other from a distance. The Yin Ghoul King looked at Ziyang Zhenren and Xuanyu Zhenren, and angry flames jumped in his eyes.

Although the strongest sword of the two couldn't kill him, it greatly damaged his vitality and affected his strength to a certain extent.

Here, Xuanyu Zhenren glanced at his junior brother vicissitudes, and the two of them fought to the death at any cost, and the result was not as ideal as they imagined.

Looking at the front of him, although he can still stand firmly, he has exhausted the true essence of his whole body, and with the existence of the power of soul transformation in his body, all he has left is a few breaths.

And the junior brother Ziyang Zhenren is almost unstable now, how much is left of his life?

The vicissitudes of life looked at Yi Yuan, how many ups and downs this thousand-year-old Xiuzhen Mansion has experienced, but today it is going to be destroyed, how can this not make people feel cold?

As if feeling the misery in his heart, Ziyang Zhenren looked at him sadly, and then his gaze also moved to Yi Yuan, and a goodbye look appeared in his scattered eyes.

At this moment, Ziyang Zhenren had already felt that life was beginning to drain, the beating heart in his chest had gradually stopped, and all that was left was a hazy consciousness still existed in his mind, and he refused to leave for a long time.

Looking at the sky silently, a call before death was obviously so clear at this time, but so powerless.

Lu Yun, a teenager who once brought Yi Yuan to the top, at this time, his name became the only memory that Ziyang Zhenren never forgot before he died.

Everything that has ever been has appeared in the eyes of Ziyang Zhenren at this moment, two years is a short time, but there are many memories left, whether it is the martial arts conference on Taixuan Mountain, or the difficult journey in the ghost domain, everything in the past is clear and profound in his heart.

It's just that at this moment, where is he?

Can he feel this deep sense of longing?

In the midst of the infatuation, a line of tears slid down, passing through the already cold face, condensed into crystal droplets, devouring the memories of the past bit by bit.

When the tears flowed out, Ziyang Zhen'er felt that the darkness was coming, and at this time he knew that his life had been exhausted, and all that was left was endless darkness waiting for him.

"Lu Yun!"

When he was dying, the thoughts in his heart turned into a shout, and Ziyang Zhenren used up the last breath of his life and shouted out the figure that he will always remember in his heart in this life.

The thick obsession broke through the clouds and the sky, and at this moment, the body of a blue-clothed young man in the distance trembled and turned back suddenly, and his eyes showed a little attachment.

It's just that a thousand attachments can be exchanged for seeing through thousands of mountains, and being reluctant to give up, can time and space be reversed?

The sound was not loud, even faint, but Xuanyu Zhenren felt that power, a power that shook the heart, a belief that was immortal.

Watching Ziyang Zhenren's body shatter and turn to ashes, Xuanyu Zhenren didn't feel too much sadness, because he understood that the two words before Ziyang Zhenren died, it already meant that he didn't have any more concerns.

People always have to die, the difference is how much regret there is before death, which is very important.

If a person has no regrets before he dies, then he is lucky, and if he has too many regrets, then he will not die.

Slowly retracting his gaze, Xuanyu Zhenren looked at the Yin Ghoul King, his pale face was flat, and he couldn't see the slightest movement.

Forcing into the Xuanyu real person step by step, the Yin Ghoul King said gloomily: "Now there are only the two of us left, with your current appearance, I am afraid that you are already at the end of the strong crossbow, you had better be obedient and quiet." This king is very unhappy about the loss of troops today, you better cooperate, you can answer whatever I ask, otherwise Hugh will blame me for being ruthless. ”

Xuanyu Zhenren looked at him indifferently, and said fearlessly: "Yi Yuanmen's subordinates would rather die than give in, if you have any means, you can show it, see that I will be afraid of you." It's just that you'd better not forget that it's not just you who are going to destroy my Yi Yuan today, there is another group of masters, maybe they are also waiting to clean you up. ”

The Yin Ghoul King's eyes changed, and he sneered: "Thank you for reminding me, I plan to clean you up first." ”

As he spoke, a black shadow flashed, and the Yin Ghoul King silently appeared three feet away from Xuanyu Zhenren, and his right hand quickly grabbed him.

Danger is imminent, Xuanyu Zhenren will not sit still, and he forcibly lifts the weak True Yuan, and his body flashes backwards.

However, with the current gap between him and the Yin Ghoul King, it was naturally impossible to dodge, and the Ghost King easily mastered the direction of his dodge and was waiting for him to send it to the door.

Seeing that the Xuanyu real person was about to fall into the hands of the Yin Ghoul King, but at this moment, a strong spiritual force in the air suddenly attacked, and only a miserable scream came out, and the Yin Ghoul King's body was bounced out.

Xuanyu Zhenren was startled, and when he turned around, he saw the Dark Venerable Leaning against the door, looking at this place with gloomy eyes.

On the ground, the Yin Ghoul King turned over, looked at the Dark Lord with a cold look, and roared angrily: "You are really despicable and shameless to sneak attack behind your back. ”

The Dark Venerable sneered: "I am a Demon Venerable, but I am not a righteous gentleman, you don't want to come with me like this." Remind you for the second time today, if you don't pay attention to your tone again, be careful and I'll leave you here, when the ghost domain will have one less force, it will naturally be more beneficial for me to dominate the world in the future, do you say yes, ghost king? ”

His heart was shocked, and the Yin Ghoul King snorted unwillingly: "Hugh should be proud, if you want to keep me, you may not have that ability." If you are ruthless in today's deeds, I will definitely find it again tomorrow. ”

Seeing that he had the intention of retreating, the Dark Venerable hurriedly sneered: "When did Lord Ghost King speak so politely, you will waste your energy by losing troops here today, is it just like this that you plan to leave?" This doesn't seem to be the demeanor of the ghost king. It's better to do this, I'll give you a chance to break off your grievances with the people of Yi Yuan, and it's not too late to leave when the time comes. ”

Hearing this, the Yin Ghoul King's eyes turned cold, and he was thinking about the intention of the Dark Lord's words.

Based on the analysis of the current situation, he is definitely not the opponent of the Demon Venerable after being hit hard, and the three realms of the domain are hostile to each other, so the Demon Venerable will naturally not have any good intentions.