"Huh, Xiao Qingge?" Yue Zhiyin's eyes were full of doubts, sensing the changes in Li Qingge's body, a mysterious power was released from his hand, crossing into Li Qingge's body, and probing the source of Li Qingge's deep sleep.

Just as the breath of the moon rank invaded Li Qingge's divine sense, the surrounding wind and sand gradually disappeared in the desolation, and the surrounding turmoil gradually calmed down, but the dangerous scene in the ghost Jedi was constantly approaching step by step with the trilling of time.

In the illusory space that Li Qingge entered, he only felt that he was in a very unique place, where there were only endless swords, suspended between the entire heaven and earth, a bright light appeared in Li Qingge's eyes, looking at the sword shadows that appeared around him, his heart was unprecedentedly moved.

"Wow, is the sword qi that exists here the destination of all swordsmen?" Li Qingge wanted to break free of the shackles on her hand and wanted to touch this gorgeous sword shadow, but she subconsciously felt that she couldn't let go, and between the shocks in her heart, the breath coming from every sword shadow in front of her was constantly impacting her soul.

His own sword intent was also gradually spread between the sword qi released by the sword shadow, and the power in the sword body also continued to impact the surroundings of the space as Li Qingge continued to step forward.

The long-lost legend and myth of the swordsman also appeared in front of Li Qingge's eyes, belonging to a period of past in the afterimage of quicksand, and gradually appeared vaguely in front of Li Qingge's eyes.

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"It's ...... Is the legendary Ling Hua Qianxue?" Li Qingge quietly stared at the misty flying snow space in front of him, Ling Hua Qianxue's arrogant posture faced the Min Po Demon Venerable, and the fierce sword intent directly enveloped the entire space.

In the midst of the fast snow sword, the misty flying snow isolated the mourning of the entire heaven and earth, and the cold killing intent had suppressed all the demons under the madness of the sword intent, Ling Hua Qianxue's eyes looked at the demon god in front of him with cold eyes.

Min Po Demon Venerable's own demonic energy was agitated, and he came through the ghost sacrifice gate again, the demon chaos on his body was even more terrifying than the last time, and the whole body released this very evil aura to lock the Ling Hua Qianxue high above his head, even if he was in the misty snow space, Min Po Demon Venerable was still not afraid.

A green evil light was released from the arrogant horn above his head, and in a flicker, the power of the evil pole had penetrated the restraints of the space and slammed into the front of Ling Hua Qianxue's figure.

The evil light that suddenly opened, releasing a strange power flashed away, and in Ling Hua Qianxue's cold gaze, a ghostly cold sword appeared in the hand of the Min Po Demon Venerable, and the sword intent on the sword gradually became the same as his own sword momentum.

"Hmph. Ling Hua Qianxue snorted coldly, her own cold and deep cold made the space around the Kuaixue Sword even colder, and a transcendent sword intent slashed towards the Min Po Demon Venerable from the urging of Ling Hua Qianxue's thoughts.

The sword light that appeared in front of him was like a bright light among the stars, condensing a huge sword qi phantom and impacting towards the Min Po Demon Venerable under him.

Min Po Demon Venerable's own demonic energy was also stimulated by the sword intent of the surrounding space, and in the surging demonic energy, the same sword momentum phantom was released, towards the huge sword qi phantom Hongji that fell in the sky, just like the same move with the brilliance of different attributes, the misty flying snow space exploded together, and the borderless sword intent erupted between the two huge sword qi phantoms, stirring thousands of sword qi criss-crossed, and for a while, Li Qingge was a little unclear whether this was the truth of the demonic qi or the coldness of the sword intent, in the entire misty fast snow sword enclosure space, only the endless sword qi could show the supreme majesty。

After the two sword forces collided with each other, the two figures of Ling Hua Qianxue and Min Po Demon Venerable completely dispersed and rose to the same height, the flying snow that fell from the sky in the misty space was half stained with the dark blue of sword intent, and half was soaked in the gloomy darkness of demonic energy, between heaven and earth, two flying snow, divided into two distinct sides.

The mirror shooting move, perfectly copied Ling Hua Qianxue's sword intent, in the space around the fast snow sword, the magnificent sword battle opened for the first time, Ling Hua Qianxue, who had a battle with the Min Po Demon Venerable, had a little memory of the demon god in front of her, this is the only demon god she can't kill at all, appearing in her own sword intent, and can also perfectly replicate the sword intent condensed by herself.

The scene in front of her made Ling Hua Qianxue's heart very angry, and her own sword intent was even more agitated, but the ascension of the sword intent made the Min Po Demon Venerable's own demon strife also began to surge wildly, and the replication of the mirror shot made the magic power of the Min Po Demon Venerable continue to rise to a more advanced level.

"At the beginning of the change, the night moon and the wind groaned. ”

The sword intent of the cold night sword was staged in the agitation of two completely different attributes, and an endless force spurred out the baptism of tens of millions of sword qi, and in the drift of the flying snow, the supreme light fell.

The sky gradually blew a sound of wind, blowing the scattered snowflakes, and the black and light blue flying snow began to blend with each other in the space around the fast snow sword, at the moment of blending, the sword qi released from the flying snow fingers directly scattered the snowflakes, and the cold above each snowflake was released a sword qi impact, and the two diametrically opposed sword momentum formed a more frantic energy explosion.

In an instant, countless sword qi crisscrossed the entire Kuaixue Sword Enclosure space, and the figures of Ling Hua Qianxue and Min Po Demon Venerable were all flickering and moving in each other's sword qi, and the sword light in their hands was even better, and the moment they moved, they stabbed at each other again.

The "sonorous" cold sword rays struck each other, and between the endless sword qi vertical and horizontal, a more shocking stabbing blow was formed, dispersing all the sword qi impacts, and the figures in the two swords were even more ethereal, Li Qingge couldn't catch how the staggering of the figures in front of him was going on, and there was only an endless sword in front of him.

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"It's so powerful, really, it's so powerful......" Li Qingge's heart was extremely shocked, and the swordsmen in front of him were fighting each other, and the impact brought by it made Li Qingge's own sword heart begin to move, grabbing Yue Zhiyin's right hand and subconsciously wanting to pull out the Bixiao long sword on his waist and join this brilliant sword battle, but suddenly thought of Yue Lingyin's advice, in this scene of staggered time, you can't indulge like this.

Hurriedly removed his consciousness from the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but say in a daze: "It's so dangerous, I'm going to be exhausted in this gorgeous sword battle, no, I have to keep my mind tight, and I can't be attracted by the afterimage of the quicksand here." ”

But in the illusory scene in front of him, the battle between Linghua Qianxue and Min Po Demon Venerable was even more exciting and intense, and between the rippling sword light, it was finally the cold night of Linghua Qianxue who did not belong to the heaven and earth, and with the vast moonlight in the space around the fast snow sword, the final battle sound was drawn.

The supreme sword intent directly tore apart the mirror shooting move of the Min Po Demon Venerable, and in the final sword light shine, it not only destroyed the misty Kuaixue Sword Circle, but also made the Demon Venerable of the Min Po Demon Venerable succumb to the gorgeous sword light, and in front of the shattered space, it was not only Li Qingge's surprise moment, but also the beginning of the shock of the Min Po Demon Venerable.

I never thought that in the Tian Yuan world, there would still be such a strong existence that surpassed the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, just like the primordial demon emperor who did not accept any restraints, the figure of the Min Po Demon Venerable slowly fell, and the whole scene began to become more white and psychedelic.

But Li Qingge flashed in the corner of the picture in front of him, and saw the same shocked Minger, even though the figure was very confused, Li Qingge could still clearly recognize the familiar figure that belonged to the sect master of the Ming Sword Sect.

Ming Er stood quietly in front of a door that released scarlet blood, and his own sword intent was also constantly condensing and climbing, restraining the demon strife between heaven and earth, with the impact of Ling Hua Qianxue's sword intent, the sword momentum on Ming Er's body was also completely suppressed.

Li Qingge's heart was full of surprise: "Oh, the Sect Master would even appear in such a sword battle, could it be said that the Sect Master is now sinking in the afterimage of this time?"

At the moment when his mind drifted, Li Qingge returned to the world full of sword shadows, and between the infinite sword intent steaming, the scene in front of Li Qingge's eyes changed again, but this time the picture made Li Qingge feel surprised.