"I have seen the wonders of the Middle Earth Dao Method." The beast god sneered at the sky sword that was attacking him, and inexplicable flames danced in his eyes: "Now, let's wait and see the power of my southern witchcraft!" ”

After that, the desolate and tragic singing echoed in everyone's ears again, and then with the heavy drum beat of "dong dong" that sounded out of nowhere, it was like a human heartbeat.

The black qi was sheng, blocking the attacking qi sword from his body, the beast god in the black qi looked painful, and countless small particles under the skin were constantly swimming, as if there were many insects in it constantly wriggling.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stepped up the offensive.

In an instant, the black qi suddenly contracted, allowing everyone to clearly see his distorted face. In the next second, countless tiny wounds opened on his pale skin, and then countless flesh buds drilled out of it, turning into huge arms in the horrified eyes of everyone, blocking the incoming qi sword.

However, the change has not stopped.

The skin on the countless arms began to crack, and various human torsos sprouted from them......

Before Dao Xuan Zhenren's offensive was over, his opponent had become a hideous monster with a height of dozens of feet and a hundred heads and thousands of arms.

"Whew!" Facing the vicious and abnormal monster, Dao Xuan Zhenren was also shocked, and couldn't help but gasp, and the offensive subconsciously stopped for a while.

The eyes on the more than 100 heads of the beast god lit up at the same time, its huge body flashed suddenly, and countless huge arms slapped towards the Dao Xuan Zhenren in the air with the black qi of the forest.

"Aang!" The water qilin roared and flew back.

Dao Xuan Zhenren woke up suddenly, and the magic trick was pinched, and countless qi swords shot out, stabbing at the beast god who pounced.

In this fight, the beast god faced the supreme divine power of this Zhuxian Sword Array, and actually chose to attack!

Countless qi swords turned into light under the black qi of his giant hand, and the huge body of the beast god was constantly adding one scar after another, and occasionally one or two arms and thighs fell from the air, looking extremely miserable, but his speed was getting faster and faster.

Under the desperate gaze of countless righteous path people, the beast god approached Dao Xuan Zhenren, he roared wildly, and countless huge arms surrounded Dao Xuan Zhenren from all directions, looking at the posture to squeeze Dao Xuan Zhenren into meat sauce.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was in danger, only to see him holding the sword in both hands, his face turned red and white, and then the countless qi swords hanging in the sky suddenly disappeared most of them, and the Zhuxian Sword exuded a colorful brilliance, forming a huge light curtain.

"Bang bang ......" collided violently, and the countless giant arms of the beast god turned into blood mist under this blow.

After a breath, Dao Xuan Zhenren rushed out of the thick blood mist with a pale face, and then saw him swing the immortal, and countless qi swords rushed into the blood mist.

The beast god was not afraid at all, and brazenly met it.

The qi sword rained down, but it was constantly smashed by the giant hand; The black qi tirelessly extended to the sky, but it was constantly dispersed...... After a thrilling round of confrontations, the battle became stalemate again.

The war of attrition, just like the two sides of the Battle of Verdun, Dao Xuan Zhenren and the Beast God constantly put their strength into confrontation, and the evil qi continued to dissolve under the guidance of their respective masters - the strength of the two was like having no bottom line, Dao Xuan Zhenren was using the sword array to attract the power of the earth evil, and the beast god was constantly transforming the ubiquitous anger between heaven and earth.

Whichever side can't hold on first, which side loses!

Wave after wave of sword rain, stream after wave of black qi, the monks in the field looked at this fierce and protracted confrontation with numb expressions, and they seemed to be going to fight to the end of the world.

And the time will come when manpower will run out.

After more than forty waves of sword rain in a row, the Dao Xuan Zhenren standing on the water qilin had obviously reached its limit, and the old man's goatee, which had long been wet with sweat, had dried in the cold wind and became entangled; The majestic body of the mountain trembled slightly unconsciously...... Even if he cultivated to the heavens, almost no one in the world could reach him, but he was still a hundred-year-old man.

With such a fierce confrontation, Dao Xuan Zhenren couldn't hold it anymore.

The beast god is no better, the body that was originally dozens of zhang high is now only more than ten zhang in size, and there are only more than a hundred of nearly a thousand arms...... But his spirit was even more vigorous, and the eyes of the only dozen or so heads were full of fierce light, and this monster saw the situation of Dao Xuan Zhenren, and said with a hoarse smile: "Haha, ignorant and weak human beings, even with the help of this supreme divine object, is it still difficult to defeat my witchcraft divine power?" If I were you, I would have killed myself with a sword a long time ago, and I would have to endure some unnecessary pain! ”

A bloodthirsty smile curled into the corners of the beast god's countless mouths: "Peel off the skin and extract the marrow or drain the heart and blood, which one do you choose?" ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren, who lowered his head and gasped, raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

"Old bastard, maybe you're going to live longer than I am." Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the boundless sky and muttered to himself, with a sad expression: "Qingyunmen is the ancestor of the generations, the disciple is not good, and he is powerless to fight against demons, such as today's catastrophe, the common people are stained with blood, and they make a living for the common people in the world, and the disciples are forced to violate the patriarch's prohibition, and they hope that the ancestor will bless them, and the demons will ambush them, even if the disciples will not recover in the future, they will have no regrets!" ”

"What are you doing?" The beast god sneered at Dao Xuan Zhenren: "Leave a last word? ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren ignored him, raised the Zhuxian Sword with his right hand, changed the technique of his left hand, and then slammed it on the sword.

Everyone saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was heavy, and their hearts were panicked, and they didn't know what he was going to do, only Mo Wen's eyes were round, his face was heavy, and a trace of blood was left from his fingers.

[Yun Yilan! Shangguan Ce! If the old man has something three long and two short, Lao Tzu must make you look good! 】

In mid-air, Dao Xuan Zhenren's left hand waved in the air, and a trace of blood remained on the traces of his left hand, condensing into a bright red Tai Chi pattern.

The beast god seemed to have discovered something, and dozens of heads showed thoughtful expressions, but they did not stop Dao Xuan Zhenren from casting spells.

After Dao Xuan Zhenren finished drawing the blood-colored Taiji diagram, the Taiji diagram began to rotate, faster and faster, and the red jade-like blood was also flowing. The Zhu Immortal on his right hand also trembled slightly, as if he was longing for something.

Facing the blood-colored Tai Chi that was turning faster and faster, Dao Xuan Zhenren squeezed out the only strength in his body, and his right hand suddenly lifted the ancient sword to kill the immortals, and forcefully penetrated the blood-colored Tai Chi diagram, and at the same time roared:

"Oh my God! Machine! Stamp! ”

Word by word, rolling thunder sounded in the sky, and an invisible huge force descended from the sky and fell on the Dao Xuan Zhenren who ran out of oil and lamps, only to hear the three explosions of "bang bang bang", but it was the Dao Xuan Zhenren's upper body Dao robe that could not withstand the overflowing strength of the acupoints around the body, and exploded into pieces.

And at his feet, the silent Qingyun Mountain Range also let out his roar, the Qingyun Seven Peaks trembled incessantly, and everyone in the Tongtian Peak Square was very stunned - but they were all very human, and this small shock could not frighten them.

What surprised them was the terrifying aura on the surface of the mountain.

Originally, the evil qi of the seven peaks was divided into seven colors, but at this time, the aura from the seven peaks was golden in color, and the golden aura was subdued from the mountain wall, just like the mountain range had life and was breathing.

The golden light rose and fell, and the golden aura continued to break away from the mountain wall and fly to the high school...... Soon, the cultivators in the square found that mysterious and obscure patterns had formed on the seven peaks of Qingyun, corresponding to the seven qi swords of the Zhuxian Sword Array above the heavenly dome.

[Rippling water potential, carrying things in the heart of the earth, Cisheng Wood Spirit ......] Mo Wen's eyes are full of light. [Plus the glow of the sun and the frost of the moon, the five elements of the sun and the moon? No, it's the five elements of yin and yang! Borrow the power of the sun and the moon to illusion the power of yin and yang! Is this the killing move of the Zhuxian Sword Formation? It's so strong! But ......]

[Old man, you only put this kind of big move now...... Can the body still hold up? 】

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword shook more and more, and the blood-colored Taiji diagram that was penetrated had already turned so that people couldn't see it clearly, and the whole person of Dao Xuan Zhenren was shrouded in dazzling golden light, and the god was mighty, like a god.

"Broken!" Dao Xuan Zhenren shouted, and the blood-colored Tai Chi pattern shattered in response, and at the same time, the qi sword in the sky and the golden magic circle above the Qingyun Seven Peaks slowly dissipated; At the same moment, the countless peaks of the Qingyun Mountain Range screamed in unison, and large rocks slipped from the peaks.

The Zhu Immortal in the hands of Dao Xuan Zhenren became more and more dazzling.

Mo Wen clearly felt the weakness of the Qingyun Mountain Range—just like a man in the prime of life suddenly becoming an old man.

Finally, the earth stopped trembling, and the golden magic circle on the Qingyun Seven Peaks and the seven-colored qi sword in the sky also disappeared completely, and only a huge seven-colored sword stood alone between heaven and earth, where Dao Xuan Zhenren once floated.

The water qilin had already landed on the square, staring at the giant sword in the sky, and its golden eyes were full of awe.

The seven colors in the original seven-colored main sword began to slowly blend, as if the seven watercolors had been overturned, and they were brilliant and gorgeous.

……

"But slay the ghosts!" Lin Jingyu once again used this Qingyun's peerless technique, and the dazzling blue light slashed towards his childhood friend with a fearless will.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned, Lin Jingyu did not defend himself in the slightest with this blow, and it was clearly a madman who exchanged his life for his life. Although he was sure to fight Lin Jingyu and save his life, his childhood friend was certain to die, and he couldn't save this situation.

[Well, how many people in this world are there who are worth caring about? Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a little distracted and avoided Lin Jingyu's attack.

Lin Jingyu was so strong that he forced Zhang Xiaofan over.

Then, a white suit blocked Zhang Xiaofan's body, and the blue Tianya stood up to the dragon slaying with killing intent.

"Senior Sister Lu? What are you doing! Lin Jingyu put away his sword, and the anger in his eyes burned: "Are you crazy?" ”

"Huh." Lu Xueqi smiled sadly, looked back at Zhang Xiaofan with a sad face, and said to herself: "Crazy? I went crazy a long time ago. ”

Lin Jingyu was speechless, Zhang Xiaofan was silent, and the three of them fell into silence.

Bang! There was another explosion in the sky, and the three of them looked up at the sky in unison.

……

The colorful light blended, and the original seven-colored giant sword finally turned into an incomparably dazzling white, and the beating light and flame released terrifying fluctuations, and the power exuded by this white flame giant sword alone far exceeded the previous air sword.

The pure white light lit up the entire sky, and the divine power of the greatsword tore through the thick clouds, and even the sun in the sky was eclipsed by the dazzling white light.

The beast god was stunned, and his hideous face showed a trace of confusion.

As the embodiment of the aura of heaven and earth, as the peerless master of the Eight Stars, the beast god saw from under the blazing white light something that he was extremely familiar with: the remains of severed limbs, a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones...... Of course, these scenes are all conjured up by something.

Something that resembled him, but had been restrained for a long time, had finally broken through the heavy shackles that had held him in place, revealing its razor-sharp fangs.

"Hahaha......" The beast god looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, feeling incomparably absurd in his heart, for thousands of years, the companion he longed for so much actually appeared after he became a human, and also became the weapon spirit of the weapon in the hands of his enemies.

What the hell is this! The beast god felt the corners of his eyes wet. 【Linglong...... I wanted to bury you with this world, but I was stopped by my companions...... What the hell is this! 】

In the white light

An abnormal flush appeared on Dao Xuan Zhenren's old face, and he roared wildly and waved the peerless divine sword in his hand.

Thunder exploded, winds howled, and a muffled murmur echoed between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of countless monks, whether they were happy, expectant, or afraid, the white light giant sword hanging in the air tilted, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the beast god in the air.

Then, this giant sword containing endless power stabbed towards the body of the beast god, which was still more than ten zhang, and the beast god also clearly felt the killing intent on the giant sword.

[Can't you hide. The feeling of being locked in made the beast god feel very uncomfortable. [That's it, how can I escape in the face of juniors? Although I can't be considered his predecessor anymore. 】

In the face of the giant sword that stabbed down with the power of killing gods and killing immortals, the beast god did not retreat, and under the gaze of countless righteous path monks, this peerless demon laughed wildly, rolled up a pitch-black aura, and met the giant sword.

Black and white, colliding together in the sky.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and there were countless cracks on the Qingyun Mountain Range in an instant; The thick cumulus clouds in the sky dome were torn apart by this tremendous force, revealing a clear blue sky.

In this apocalyptic scene, Mo Wen kept stroking the trembling cloud shadows, carefully observing the battle situation in the air.

Just as the tip of the blazing white sword broke through the thick black qi and was about to pierce into the beast god's torso, the remnants of the beast god's more than 100 huge arms suddenly closed - it actually caught the sword of the immortal.

There was an uproar in the audience, and Mo Wen sneered.

[How could the old man's desperate tricks be controlled so simply? 】

"Bang bang bang bang......" The arm of the beast god holding the lightsaber continued to shatter, turning into clouds of black smoke, and the lightsaber also approached the beast god's chest little by little.

Finally, the lightsaber stabbed in.

Black-red blood was spurting out, and countless bright white electric lights swam across the beast god's huge body, and his demonic body gradually became unreal, like a reflection in the water.

The light in the eyes of the beast god gradually dimmed, and the demon-like body continued to shrink, and the giant sword transformed by the immortal continued to shrink with him......

In the end, the beast god changed back to the size of a normal person, and in front of him, there was a Dao Xuan Zhenren with a sword in both hands, and the ancient sword that moved the world also re-revealed its face, quietly inserting it into the beast god's not wide chest.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes are blood-red, and the blue-green jade pendant on his waist is also blue and red, constantly changing.

The beast god lowered his head, looked at the Zhu Immortal who had been inserted into his heart, and laughed miserably: "Amazing! Amazing! ”

Before the words fell, the beast god who had recovered his body raised his arms, and his two palms struck on the body of the Zhuxian sword, and the surging black qi poured into it.

"Click!"

A thin crack appeared in the body of the Zhuxian Sword.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was shocked, and drew his sword with all his strength, and the beast god also roared in pain and flew back.

At this time, Dao Xuan Zhenren's physical condition was extremely bad, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and the anger in the Zhuxian Sword was impacting the defense line he had built outside the Yuan Soul wave after wave, but he still stood up straight. Let the tiger return to the mountain, and the future will be endless, Dao Xuan Zhenren doesn't want to face this terrifying demon again.

"Smack!" Just as Dao Xuan Zhenren had just flown out two meters, the jade pendant tied to his waist finally turned completely bright red and blood-colored, and then made a crisp cracking sound.

Mo Wen's face changed dramatically and he flew up.

Dao Xuanzhen's body trembled, and he fell straight into the air, and was picked up in his arms by Mo Wen, who had already discovered the abnormality.

"Worst-case scenario!" Mo Wen's face was solemn, he took out a chapter of emerald green rune paper from his arms, pasted it in the seal hall of Daoxuan Zhenren, and then hurriedly took his weak body and fell to the ground, took out a few pills, asked the surrounding elders for a bottle of spiritual liquid, and poured it into Daoxuan Zhenren.

This is a gray-haired old guy who has finally discovered the abnormality, and the right hand of Dao Xuan Zhenren, who should be holding the ancient sword that moves the world, is now empty.

"Zhu Xian...... What about Zhu Xian? The piercing exclamation: "Zhu Xian...... Where did it go? ”

……

Behind Tongtian Peak, the silence between the three of them did not last long.

"Senior Sister Lu." Lin Jingyu was the first to speak: "Do you want to help him fall deeper and deeper into the demon path?" ”

"Again." Lin Jingyu's eyes flashed: "You...... Want to betray Qingyun too? ”

Lu Xueqi opened her mouth and was speechless, Qingyun was a home-like existence to her, and she couldn't give it up at this time.

Rise! Slaying the dragon sword Qingming, Lin Jingyu saw Lu Xueqi like this, and knew her choice, so he wanted to do it.

Zhang Xiaofan stood in front of Lu Xueqi.

Just as the two were about to fight again, a sharp sound sounded in the air, and it quickly went up.

Hearing this piercing sound of breaking the air, the three of them subconsciously dodged backwards, and then in the eyes of the three of them, a simple stone sword was inserted into the hard stone slab like cutting tofu, leaving only half of the blade outside.

And on the blade close to the sword grid, there are two clear ancient characters in seal script:

Zhu Xian!

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes instantly turned blood-red.

Lu Xueqi noticed the suddenly rising and undisguised killing intent on Zhang Xiaofan's body, frowned slightly, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't pay attention, or he didn't care about anything anymore, in his world, there seemed to be only this sword left between heaven and earth...... This murder weapon that scattered the soul of Baguio!

"Ahh Zhang Xiaofan roared in pain and madness, and the Soul Devourer screamed and flew up, hitting Zhu Xian.

Bite! The Soul Devourer hit the Dragon Slaying Sword, and Lin Jingyu held the sword tightly and blocked it in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

"Xiaofan, let's go." Lu Xueqi's eyes were red: "Don't come back." ”

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Xiaofan's voice was like a ghost: "Let me destroy it, I'll leave immediately!" ”

"Delusional!" Lin Jingyu rushed forward with his sword.

……

"......" Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was lying in Mo Wen's arms, trembled his snow-white eyebrows, and finally opened his eyes...... Dark pupils like ordinary people.

[Whew...... It looks like what I prepared on the fly is still working. Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

Just after failing to prevent the beast god from being born, Mo Wen spent a lot of effort looking for things to restrain his anger and killing thoughts—including the Ning Xin Pure Spirit Jade Pendant he gave to Dao Xuan Zhenren and the Xuan Ling Tranquility Talisman that was later attached to his head, both of which were seven-star level things.

"Master, are you alright?" Mo Wen is still not at ease.

"Hmm...... My head hurts. Dao Xuan Zhenren covered his head with his left hand, and groped on the ground with his right hand: "What about Zhu Xian?" ”

……

Before the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, the ancient sword that moved the world was facing the biggest crisis since its birth.

Zhang Xiaofan used the secret technique of the Book of Heaven to deceive Lin Jingyu, but he couldn't hide Lu Xueqi, who had also read the third volume of "Book from Heaven", but Zhang Xiaofan, who was already crazy, ignored Tianya, who was stabbed on his body, and grabbed the murder weapon that killed Baguio.

The disciples of Big Bamboo Peak and Little Bamboo Peak who rushed over were all stunned when they saw that familiar figure.

Then they saw the scene that they would never forget: Zhang Xiaofan's face turned pale instantly, but the arm he grabbed Zhu Xian was extremely red, and the bursting blood vessels were strangely agitated in the opposite direction - it was obvious that Zhang Xiaofan's essence blood was being greedily sucked by the Zhu Xian Sword.

At this time, the hideous wound on Zhang Xiaofan's left shoulder was no longer bleeding, looking at his extremely pale face and rapidly shriveled skin, some people believed him to say that he was a dead man.

Lu Xueqi's feet softened and fell into the arms of Wen Min, who was standing beside her.

But just when Zhang Xiaofan was on the line of life and death, the blood-devouring bead on the top of the soul devouring bead held in his right hand gradually lit up.

Unable to move under the power of Zhu Xian's absorption, Zhang Xiaofan felt a cool breath flow out of his right hand and swim all over his body...... Then he found that he could actually control his spiritual power!

The Qingyun disciples who were watching suddenly found that Zhang Xiaofan's right hand suddenly lit up with a cyan Tai Chi pattern and a golden swastika.

Even if the level of Zhuxian is slightly higher, it is not far worse than the blood devouring bead in terms of sucking sperm and devouring blood, not to mention that Zhang Xiaofan is helping from the side; As soon as the two spiritual powers clashed in Zhang Xiaofan's body, the power of the immortals was defeated and retreated...... Even though it relied on the spiritual power of the High Bloodthirsty Bead to resist it, it was only a matter of time before Zhu Xian failed.

That's why there is a specialization in the art industry.

Although the surrounding Qingyun disciples didn't understand what was happening between Zhang Xiaofan, Zhu Xian, and Blood Devouring Beads, they could still see that Zhu Xian's light was fading, and Zhang Xiaofan's complexion was getting better and better.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then several Qingyun disciples rushed out, ready to fall into the well.

It's just that before their immortal sword magic weapon flew in, there was a thunderous explosion where Zhang Xiaofan's hand and Zhu Xian met, and Zhang Xiaofan's figure flew out upside down and disappeared into the dense forest on the side of the road.

"Don't let him run!" A Qingyun disciple of Longshou Peak shouted, "Let's chase!" ”

Seeing countless people taking off the sword and leaving quickly, the people of Dazhu Peak and a few disciples of Xiao Zhufeng were in a dilemma, if they didn't chase it, it was not good to chase.

"Master, the Zhuxian Sword is here." Just when these Qingyun disciples were stunned, a young man's voice came, and everyone looked back and found that Dao Xuan Zhenren had come to this Phantom Moon Cave Mansion accompanied by Mo Wen and Tian Buyi, the two Qingyun Masters and several Changmen elders.

"Hmm." Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded and walked towards Zhu Xian.

Just when Dao Xuan Zhenren walked in front of Zhu Xian, a slight voice sounded on the ancient sword.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was stunned, maintaining the posture of reaching out and drawing his sword.

In the midst of everyone's incredulous gaze, the sound of "click" continued to sound from the body of the Zhuxian Sword, and Mo Wen could clearly see a hideous crack spreading along the mysterious texture of the Zhuxian Sword......

Syllable!

Half of the blade landed limply on the stone slab with the hilt attached to it.

Zhu Xian...... Broken.

The wind is strong, the stones are flying, the sky and the earth are dark, and the black clouds are low.

It's going to rain.