It was Zhuxian Gu Jian and Li Xuanji.

Suddenly, everyone burst into tears, and Lu Xueqi's heart jumped wildly, staring at the figure standing in front of everyone like a god in the sky, her hands clenched into fists, nervous.

Xiao Bai's complicated eyes looked at the sky and muttered, "This sword is a divine artifact created by the creation of heaven and earth, and the person holding the sword is also not a mortal person." ”

In the mountain behind Tongtian Peak, a woman in blue looked at the sky, looking at the scene of the confrontation between the blood-colored brilliance and the brilliant white mang, and her eyes were full of pain: "Daddy, why is this ......?"

In another part of the back mountain, there are countless corpses of demon cult people, and beyond the corpse is an ancestral hall.

There were also two old men here who looked at this scene, their bodies were stained with blood, and one of them smiled bitterly and said, "Now, I can finally say that he has indeed reached the height of Aoba Patriarch. ”

Wan Jian nodded and said, "Although the Zhuxian Sword is a divine weapon that gathers the evil qi of heaven and earth, he has been able to completely control this thing, and now the Zhuxian will no longer show signs of backlash in his hands." ”

Dao Xuan sighed faintly and said, "We have cultivated the Dao for a lifetime, but we have not been able to reach the realm of Ancestor Aoba, but we didn't expect to be done by a disciple who has only been in the beginning for fifteen years. ”

Ancestor Aoba, that is beyond the realm of gods above Taiqing.

At this time, above the Yuqing Palace, the blood cloud also rumbled and turned to Li Xiaodao.

A moment later, a roar with an angry voice came from the blood cloud: "Li Xuanji, are you finally willing to come out?" Today, I will let you see the power of the world-destroying Shura. ”

In the face of the Ghost King's roar, Li Xiaodao didn't answer, he just silently raised the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

"Die!"

The ghost king in the blood cloud roared angrily, and the blood cloud actually rolled away in both directions, revealing its true face.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but be stunned and gasp.

In the blood cloud, it was the Fulong Ding that had completely turned into blood red, but what shocked everyone the most was that the lower part of the Ghost King's body had completely turned into the Fulong Ding, leaving only the chest and head growing on it, which no longer looked like a human form.

As soon as he beckoned, boundless blood and qi converged towards him.

The blood clouds that covered the entire sky actually converged towards the hands of the Ghost King at the same time, and the blood qi like a torrent of huge waves was woven into a huge red spear in the hands of the Ghost King, which stretched across the heavens and the earth, and directly slammed into the Qingyun Mountain under him.

In the ancestral hall, seeing a scene, Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan both lost their voices at the same time: "Why doesn't he use the Immortal Sword Formation......"

No one explained it to them.

Facing the lightning that flashed with the Heavenly Blood Spear, Li Xiaodao's face was expressionless, and his palms left the hilt of the ancient sword, but he pinched up a mysterious Dao technique that no one in Qingyunmen had ever seen.

There was a sudden fierce wind between heaven and earth, and boundless clouds gathered behind Li Xiaodao like mountains and seas, and then ......

Qingyun everyone watched as a thousand-foot-tall giant appeared in front of Qingyun Mountain.

The Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, which was directly plunged into the clouds, was only halfway up to the waist of this giant.

"This is ......" Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan hissed at the same time, their faces full of disbelief.

Li Xiaodao looked indifferently at the rushing Liantian Giant Spear, his right hand was weakly grasped, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword also turned into a hundred zhang in an instant, and Ling Ran stabbed towards the giant spear.

And his left hand, like a five-fingered hill, grabbed the ghost king who was connected with Fu Longding.

On Li Xiaodao's right hand, the two terrifying blades collided above the heavenly dome, instantly bursting out with a scorching flash that was thousands of times hotter than the sun.

No one could open their eyes in this dazzling light, and in the loud noise, the Qingyun Mountain shook the earth.

At this time, only the Ghost King looked at the place where the collision was in disbelief, and the blood spear, after touching the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, which was a hundred times smaller than it, turned into rolling blood qi and dispersed back into the bodies of everyone under him who had absorbed the essence blood.

And on the other side of the light, the ghost king only saw this giant, and actually opened his big hand and grabbed him.

The ghost king's face was already crazy, and he suddenly saw that Li Xiaodao had turned into such a giant, like a god, he roared: "This is impossible, impossible, you are just a person, you can't be a god, I am a god!" ”

He chanted the ancient incantation again, and a brilliant blood-red power erupted from the Fulong Ding, and the Ghost King screamed as if he had been in great pain, however, a sharp horn began to slowly grow from the top of his head.

From one end of the blood-red sharp corner, a bit of destructive power was released, and it broke through Li Xiaodao's big hand.

However, after the strange light came out spontaneously, as if it was close to Li Xiaodao, it was impossible to reach the palm of his hand at all.

The Ghost King yelled frantically, "This is impossible, what's going on? ”

Under the sky, after Li Xiaodao appeared, he spoke for the first time, and his faint tone was like spring breeze and rain, coming from his thousand-foot-tall body and reaching everyone's ears.

"After the anti-void, how can a person like you understand the magic of space?"

As he spoke, he also explained what his true power was after entering the anti-void.

Anti-void is to master the power of the void, that is, space.

Therefore, he can make the cells of the subtle points of the body become a thousand times larger, and the entire body will skyrocket to a height of a thousand zhang like the mythical law heaven and earth, because of the space, the blood-colored light that the ghost king shoots at it will never be able to get close to him.

But Fu Long Ding is Fu Long Ding after all, and the Four Spirits Blood Array is also an existence that contains the power of destroying the world, and it is difficult to completely suppress it with his cultivation alone.

As a result, in Li Xiaodao's palm, a mysterious magic array appeared.

Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array!

Eight stone statues of fierce gods appeared in his palm, and ancient chanting sounded, and a dragon that seemed to come from ancient times resounded throughout the sky.

The three great arrays of Zhuxian are all gathered today.

A fierce dragon burning with ancient mysterious heavenly fire roared and flew towards Fulongding.

Zila, zila.

The blood qi surrounding Fu Longding was refined inch by inch, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The Ghost King was completely crazy, he didn't expect the ending to be like this, in addition to the Zhuxian Sword, there was still the power to compete with the Four Spirit Blood Array in this world, even if he tried his best, he couldn't break through the flames of the fire dragon at all.

From the outside, it looked as if Fu Longding had been sucked into a sun.

The righteous people below were all shocked: "That's not the Xuanhuo Jian of the Incense Valley." ”

They looked at the jade-ring-like lens in the giant's hand.

"Xuanhuo Jian is the treasure of the Burning Incense Valley, how can it be on the head of Qingyun."

Li Xiaodao temporarily suppressed Fu Longding with the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array.

At this moment, the battle situation finally ushered in a moment of calm.

He turned around and looked at the Qingyun Gate below him.

Now on this Qingyun Mountain, in addition to the Qingyun disciples and the remnants of the righteous path, there are also those ordinary people whose blood and qi have returned to their bodies.

Li Xiaodao waved his hand, and each of those people stepped on the clouds and mist, and they were all moved to the bottom of Qingyun Mountain by him.

"What is he going to do here?" Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi frowned and asked in unison.

At this time, Li Xiaodao's faint words came from the sky: "The Ghost King is now temporarily suppressed by me, but when he is completely eliminated by me, it will be the time when I leave this world." ”

"I intend to take you to another world, where there will be richer resources than this one, as well as the hope of becoming immortals......

All the Qingyun disciples were shocked beyond comprehension at this time.

"What do you mean by these two sentences?"

"Is it because the head of the sect has reached the realm of feathering and ascension? Now, he's going to take all of us with him? ”

Dao Xuan and Wan Jian glanced at each other, and their eyes were shocked: "The other world he said and the hope of becoming an immortal ......"

At this time, Li Xiaodao looked down from the sky and looked at these people, many of whom still had many righteous path elites alive: "People on this mountain, as long as you want, I can take you away, if you don't want to go with me, go down the mountain now......"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in Qingyun Gate looked at each other, in the past ten years, this head has already become the new pride and sustenance of all of them, and these people are all people who take Qingyun as their home, not to mention that the head of the sect also mentioned the opportunity to become an immortal, let me ask which of the original goals of the cultivators, not to ask about immortality?

As a result, none of the disciples on Tongtian Peak left.

Li Xiaodao also expected this, this is the reason why he has worked hard to become the head of Qingyun, only in this way will these people trust him, believe in him, and be willing to go to another world with him.

In addition to the Qingyun disciples, there are also some righteous path elites who have stayed.

The head of Qingyun wants to lead them to ascend together, this is a rare immortal fate that is rare in a thousand years, these people are all cultivators, who don't know that this is a huge opportunity for a person to ascend to heaven, and there are not many who are willing to leave.

Only the Puhong monk of Tianyin Temple chose a Buddha name: "Good, good." The head of the Xuanji, please forgive the old man for still having monks and disciples to take care of, but he can't give up this dusty fate, the world is full of suffering, and the old monk can't bear to see all living beings sinking, so he has no chance to ascend to the realm with the head of Xuanji and others. ”

With a few words, the monk Puhong arched slightly, and then set foot on the road to leave Qingyun.

As soon as he left, the remaining ten or so monks of Tianyin Temple followed suit, each bowed slightly to the giant on Qingyun Mountain, and after pronouncing a Buddha horn, they naturally left.

On Qingyun Mountain, the blood and qi in the sky were wrapped in that red sun, and the heavens and the earth were restored to peace.

Tens of thousands of people were transferred away by Li Xiaodao, and those who were unwilling to leave with him also went down the mountain.

Now, it's finally coming to the end.

I saw that in the expectant gaze of everyone in Tongtian Peak, the giant stretched out his big hand towards them.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and this Tongtian Peak, which had been entrenched here for tens of millions of years, was unexpectedly lifted from the ground and held in the palm of the hand by the giant, and then continued to become smaller and smaller...... Eventually, he was included in the red gourd on the giant's waist.

Suddenly, the little sun wrapped in Fu Longding made a commotion.

Li Xiaodao didn't change color when he saw this, he had long known that the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array could not be suppressed for a long time, and now that this Ghost King was broken, it was difficult for the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon to parry.

In the midst of the little sun, the ghost king laughed miserably and roared in despair: "The power of Shura, the power of my Shura is impossible to lose." After speaking, he frantically inserted his hands into the two eyes that looked like Shura's face on Fu Long Ding, and in an instant, blood gushed out.

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragons could no longer trap Fu Long Ding.

Behind Fu Longding, a blood shadow about a thousand zhang tall and the same size as Li Xiaodao emerged.

However, at this time, the blood shadow ushered in the Zhu Immortal who was urged by Li Xiaodao with unreserved strength.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth surged, the wind and clouds changed color, and an invisible qi sword pierced the sky, and the brilliant light covered everything.

The Ghost King couldn't bear the terrifying power of Li Xiaodao and the full force of the Zhuxian Sword, and his body was forced out of Fulongding.

At the moment when his figure fell, one of Li Xiaodao's big hands quickly grabbed Fu Longding after the blood shadow collapsed.

In an instant, in an instant.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

The giant, which was more than a thousand feet tall, disappeared together with Fu Longding on Qingyun Mountain.

(End of chapter)