The cloak of death leaped upwards and turned into a cage that covered the sky and imprisoned Tong Tianyu in it.

"Boy, I want you to know that in the face of absolute power, all this is in vain!" Tong Tianyu's palpitating voice came from the scarlet cloak, like a ghost seeking his life. The black smoke on Tong Tianyu's body rose up, instantly filling all the space inside the cloak.

The dark power mixed in the voice, the double torture of the soul and the body, made Qi Xuan and the others tremble when they heard these words, not to mention the monks of Wanjian Mountain, the sound of the upper and lower jaws colliding at this moment and the fear in their eyes all showed Tong Tianyu's horror.

"Believe me, there is a slight possibility of turning the tide of the battle!" Demon Wind turned to look at everyone, raised his semi-fleshy translucent right hand, and waved his hand to draw a circle in the air with spiritual power.

"Everyone blasted into the circle at the sky dome with the strongest force, don't ask, just do it. "After the death cloak of the demon wind's talisman flew out, the blood on his whole body looked a little pale, and it was obvious that the power to support the cloak's imprisonment was also extremely difficult.

Although Tong Tianyu was wrapped in a cloak, he still knew his every move outside, and when he saw this scene, he immediately felt relieved.

Ordinary people may not know why the demon wind is saying, but how can they not know it? It must be using explosive power to stimulate the spirit of the world, so that it can wake up from its childhood slumber to deal with itself, an uninvited guest who has smuggled here.

But how can the demon wind of the shackles realm know about the matter of the realm spirit? This must be what the people behind it taught him, and this move further confirms what Tong Tianyu thinks in his heart, those extremely strong people must be taboo and can't make a move in this realm. In other words, the enemies who plundered the realm spirits were just a few juniors in front of them!

"Hahaha, God bless me, just with your strength, how can you awaken the realm spirit?" Tong Tianyu was no longer in a hurry to break the cloak, but instead sat down to recover some strength, and suddenly transformed into his former appearance, and the powerful power made Tong Tianyu a little uncomfortable.

"It's just a mayfly shaking a tree. ”

Huang Mu was at a loss for this, none of his previous treasures could be brought into Fanzhou, and even his original weapons were only able to bring a knife to him, otherwise there might be some measures to deal with the current difficulties. But at the moment, it is obvious that you can only listen to what the demon wind says.

The supreme power emanating from Tong Tianyu's body, if he sensed it correctly, he was afraid that he was an existence that had already ascended to the realm of the Three Slashes! It was just a matter of breathing in and out of such a character to eliminate himself!

Huang Mu's eyes flashed with determination, his hands tightly grasped the knife stick, the blade was immersed in the blood mud, the sharp blade was cut forward in the blood mud, Huang Mu's spiritual power was gathered to the extreme in his hand, liquefied into a state of spiritual mist. The moment the inscription on the knife came into contact with the volatilization of spiritual power, a monstrous dragon chant suddenly erupted, and the sound of the dragon chant soared into the sky, and some white clouds that had just gathered on the sky were also scattered at this moment.

"A knife sweeps through the sky!"

A three-zhang long sword instantly erupted from outside the cyan blade, and if you look closely, the shape of this sword is somewhat similar to that of Youlong, but it is only similar. Obviously, with Huang Mu's strength, he couldn't fully exert the power of the inscription on the sword at all.

Huang Mu's footsteps tapped a few steps on the blood mud, and his figure instantly appeared in the sky, and the load of spiritual power in his body made the sword body in his hand carry thousands of zhang of blood mud and rushed towards the sky, in the circle drawn by the demon wind.

The monks of Wanjian Mountain also tried their best to burst out their strongest strength towards the heavenly dome, and many people stacked their strength to the peak with violent blood, all of them were close to the existence of the realm of enlightenment, and they could cultivate to the realm of shackles in such a short time in the world of Fanzhou, no one was weak, as long as they were given time to grow, each of them was stronger than the existence of the little saint son who was selected from thousands of people by the small sect!

Tang Zeyu sat in the air with his eyes closed, if he looked closely, he would find that where he was sitting, there were several small flying swords spinning in the air, Tang Zeyu's figure was completely supported by these flying swords, but he did not exude a drop of spiritual power.

The power of the Ten Thousand Sword Body is now the moment of its first appearance, and the spiritual power gathered around him, once it touches Tang Zeyu, it will all turn into flying swords, and then submerge into Tang Zeyu's body, as if it is pregnant with something.

Suddenly, Tang Zeyu opened his eyes, and the heavens and the earth seemed to dim for half a minute in an instant, and then returned to calm, but in fact, it was not the light of the heavens and the earth that suddenly dimmed. It was that the light in Tang Zeyu's body was too strong! A huge white long sword was conceived on Tang Zeyu's body.

The giant sword slowly rose into the air, every time it rose one zhang, the blood color of Tang Zeyu's face dissipated by half a minute, and when the giant sword rose to ten zhang, Tang Zeyu directly spat blood, and his body suddenly fell from the sky, and the monk who still had the strength to fly forward immediately flew forward and took Tang Zeyu down.

At this moment, Tang Zeyu's skin was constantly oozing blood, but in a few breaths, Tang Zeyu completely turned into a bloody man. Tang Zeyu, who was lying in the arms of his senior brother, still merged the index finger and middle finger of his left hand to refer to the giant sword hanging in the air.

"Cultivate swordsmanship!" After saying that, Tang Zeyu lowered his head and passed out.

Cultivating swordsmanship, as the name suggests, requires time and energy to cultivate a long sword, and the sword in the hand of the sword cultivator will be affected by its own master, so that it contains more or less a little sword intent. Maybe the sword intent was weak and terrible at the beginning, and maybe it couldn't slaughter a chick waiting to be fed, but after the precipitation of time and the quantitative changes produced by the condensation of the sword intent, as long as the scabbard of the sword cultivator is enough to withstand this, the sword intent can be kept alive. And Tang Zeyu released the sword cultivation technique in a short period of time, and replaced the time of sword cultivation with the power of essence and blood. Directly relying on the ability of the Ten Thousand Sword Body, the sword intent was compressed in the body, and then the energy burst out like an explosion.

In the depths of the 100,000 mountains, an uncle who has entered middle age is looking at Tang Zeyu at this moment, and when he sees the sword cultivation skills he has displayed, he can't help but nod at the moment.

"Ten thousand sword body, this name is really true. ”

Tong Tianyu looked at the last struggle of the group of ants in front of him, and for some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and immediately directly bombarded the scarlet cloak with all his strength, and the black smoke instantly filled the entire space.

"Nether Claw!"

Tong Tianyu drank loudly in the cloak, his five fingers and fingers were curved like claws, and the slender claws protruding from the fingertips were constantly torn inside the cloak, but the outside of the cloak was just a slight scratched protrusion, and the rest was nothing else, just a demon wind that had a contract with the death cloak, and at this moment he spat blood from his mouth, and instantly lost all combat effectiveness.

Although the cloak was not broken, the power it fed back also caused the demon wind to suffer serious injuries. Qi Xuan immediately stepped forward to help him up.

But seeing that the demon wind stretched out his hand to stop Qi Xuan, "It's okay, I can still support it, but this last strength needs to rely on you, and I can't gather any spiritual power in my body." ”

Seeing this, Qi Xuan no longer continued to support, directly lucked all the spiritual power around him, the light of his fingertips instantly became a god, and a breath that made everyone's hearts awe suddenly erupted, which was comparable to the power of the sword cultivation technique performed by Tang Zeyu, but Qi Xuan knew that his blow may have surpassed the sword cultivation technique in terms of strength, but in terms of level, there is still a lot of gap between it, after all, Dao Yi is not something that can be made up by strength alone.

"Judge's finger!" A finger carrying thousands of rays of light directly blasted towards the sky, Huang Mu on the side of this finger was also stunned, and compared it in his heart, if he was dealing with the same swordsmanship and the judge's finger, what was the probability that he would survive?

Then all this did not end there, Qi Xuan directly dispersed the three star points in his body, stimulating the power to the extreme, the light of the stars in his hand had already covered the light of the rising sun hanging in the sky, and the blue starlight was shining in all directions, making people feel like they were in the starry sky of the universe.

Qi Xuan flew forward, and with several powerful energies, he slashed into the circle drawn by the demon wind with Xinghan in his hand.

"Boom!"