The bright and spectacular pillar of light, through the sky and the earth, soared above the nine heavens, like the scorching sun, awe-inspiring and brilliant.

The sea of blood rolled, the nine ghosts and gods whispered softly, thousands of living beings struggled, and the huge whirlpool was as deep and mysterious as reincarnation.

"Zhu Xian...... Zhu Xian...... That's Zhu Xian! ”

"Senior Sister Lu and Lu have succeeded! We are saved! ”

In front of the Yuqing Palace, looking at the colorful divine sword, all the Qingyun disciples cheered in oblivion, that was their hope, that was the glory that Qingyunmen had inherited for thousands of years, that was the pride they engraved in their bones, and everyone firmly believed that as long as there were immortals, Qingyunmen would never perish.

And all the Demon Sect disciples stopped strangely, and then everyone's face showed a look of pain, their faces were distorted, and countless blood mist spread out from their seven orifices, and then they continued to converge into the sea of blood in the sky, one, two, and after a while, everyone fell to the ground, and there was no movement.

Almost in the blink of an eye, there were only a few dozen people and corpses left in the entire Yunhai Square, and the strange scene or work was definitely eye-catching in normal times, but at this time, everyone's eyes were on the sky, watching this final battle between good and evil.

The blood mist gathered, and the sea of blood surged, and finally formed a blood-colored giant that stood up to the sky, floating behind Mo Wen.

Standing on the Fulong Ding, Mo Wen opened his arms with a smile and shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, Xueqi, let's make an end this time!" ”

As he laughed, the blood-colored giant behind him roared. The sound shook for hundreds of miles, and a pair of huge arms swept straight towards the heavenly sword pillar with overwhelming power.

In the pillar of the sword, the light is deep. A figure slowly revealed, because the brilliance was so brilliant that she couldn't see her face clearly, but only from the outline revealed by the light and shadow, you could see the slender and peerless figure.

"As you wish!"

Holding a simple long sword in his hand, Lu Xueqi's cold voice echoed throughout the heavens and the earth, and then he saw the pillar of light. The huge seven-colored divine sword was directly chopped.

There was no loud noise, no blinding light. But where the giant sword passed, the red mist disappeared like the first snow in the sun, and the arms of the blood-colored giant were cut in two with just one look.

Not as much as it used to be. Hundreds of millions of small swords. A single colorful qi sword, but the power of the Zhuxian Sword Array is even better than in the past, and the brilliant power has a vague sense of horror of tearing the sky and pulling the stars.

Seeing that Zhu Xian had succeeded in striking a blow, in front of the Taiqing Palace, all the Qingyun disciples cheered, and their morale soared. But Lu Xueqi, who was holding a Zhu Immortal in the sky, didn't see any excitement.

Sure enough, the next moment, the two severed arms of the scarlet giant that had been cut off suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist again. Returning to the giant, almost in the blink of an eye, two more intact arms grew.

"It's really worthy of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it's really powerful!"

The cheers of the crowd below stopped abruptly, and looking at the somewhat shallow arms of the blood-colored giant, Mo Wen smiled and said lightly.

"But I'm going to get real too, be careful, Xueqi!"

As one of Mo Wen's arms was raised high, the blood-colored giant in the sky had a new change, it actually turned into a sea of blood again, and then split apart, turning into countless huge blood balls.

"Go!"

Immediately, the arm slid down, and the blood balls turned into blood-colored arrows and shot towards the seven-colored divine sword.

The sound of Zizi, as the bloody arrow attacked, the colorful divine sword actually emitted a burst of corrosive sounds, and the brilliance on it also dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Lu Xueqi, who was holding the Zhuxian Sword, groaned in his mouth.

Silently, on the fierce battlefield of the Heavenly Dome, a huge whirlpool of air currents appeared, deep black like a bottomless abyss, staring coldly at the mortal world, and under the whirlpool, the colorful Zhuxian giant sword that was defeated by blood-colored arrows faded and turned into a hot and dazzling white lightsaber.

"Slash!"

As if about to pierce the sky, the white lightsaber stabbed towards Mo Wen, who was standing on the Fulong Ding, with a momentum like destroying the world.

The incomparably hot light, comparable to the brilliance of the sun, the white light sword attacked the area full of blood balls, and the blood arrow that had brought a lot of obstacles before was vaporized by the light and heat brought by the white light before it could get close this time.

"It's dangerous!"

There was a burst of burnt smell from the tips of the hair on his forehead, but Mo Wen's face did not change.

I saw his right foot stomp down violently, and the entire Fulongding actually cracked, turning into countless pieces in a light click.

Qingyunmen, including Lu Xueqi, were stunned, I don't know when Mo Wen destroyed the magic weapon at this time, but the next moment everyone's faces changed, only to see that as Fulong Ding shattered, a tall demon shadow suddenly appeared behind Mo Wen, dead silence, despair, endless desire to kill, just looking at that demon shadow, all kinds of negative feelings appeared in people's hearts.

As if the blood in the sky had been guided, it converged on the demon shadow in an instant.

The shadow of ten thousand zhang began to shrink sharply, thousands of zhang, a hundred zhang, ten zhang, and finally the demon shadow turned into a body of only ten zhang, but the momentum above was increasing unabated, like a mountain pressing people's hearts to sink.

With a frantic roar, the strange demon shadow roared, and with a wave of his arms, he actually caught the tip of the huge white lightsaber.

The scorching white light splashed, and the lightsaber approached Mo Wen inch by inch, but the speed was getting slower and slower.

Some of his eyes couldn't open because of the dazzling white light, but Mo Wen didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, standing in the air, still maintaining that bright smile on his face.

Time seemed to have passed a century, and it seemed that only a moment had passed, and the Zhuxian Sword finally stopped only a few inches in front of Mo Wen, and Mo Wen could almost feel the terrifying destructive power on the Zhuxian Sword.

Lu Xueqi desperately urged Zhu Xian, but it was useless, the distance within a stone's throw was like the end of the world, and Zhu Xian had no further advance under the palms of the demon shadow.

Looking at the girl holding the ancient sword in the light and shadow, Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand again.

Grunting, like the sound of flowing water, and like the sound of a beating heart, the back of the shadow swelled continuously, and two thick arms grew out, and then I saw the arms clasped together, in the shape of a hammer, with the sound of a roaring wind, and slammed down.

Bang!

With a terrible sound, the hands of the demon shadow were burned black, but the huge lightsaber transformed by Zhu Xian was also trembling, and the light was also dimmed a little.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Hammering one after another, the demon shadow was like a blacksmith, constantly swinging a giant hammer and smashing it on the body of the Zhuxian Sword.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every blow was like smashing into Qingyunmen's heart, knocking out their only remaining hope.

Finally, as Mo Wen raised his hand again, the demon shadow behind him raised its head to the sky and roared, and in front of it, the brilliance of the Zhuxian Sword had dimmed.

"Ahh

Many female disciples of Qingyunmen lowered their heads and did not dare to watch the next scene, while those male disciples had sad and indignant faces.

"Is the sky going to die, my Qingyunmen?"

Tian Buyi looked at this qiē and whispered, and not far from him, Shui Yue's face had become snow-white, and there was no longer a trace of color.

"Is this the end of the qiē?"

In the lightsaber, holding the Zhuxian Sword, Lu Xueqi bit her lower lip slightly, and looked at the man not far away in front of her with some unwillingness.

With a hint of a smile on his face, Mo Wen waved his arm down.

There was a loud bang, resounding throughout the whole heaven and earth, and a scorching white pillar of light slammed down from the sky, directly into the depths of the sea of clouds, and sank towards the back mountain of Qingyunmen.

The Demon Shadow roared unwillingly, and in its chest was a huge void, and the surging blood and qi dispersed, and the wound continued to expand, and finally disappeared under the scorching white light.

"Huh?"

The disciples of Qingyunmen looked at what happened with a blank expression, they didn't understand what was going on, how the situation was reversed in an instant, and those female disciples who avoided their eyes chased after their companions and asked.

But gradually, a smile appeared on everyone's faces, and they couldn't help but shout loudly, no matter what, they won, they survived.

In the sky, Lu Xueqi watched this qiē quietly, there was nothing in her hand, and the Zhuxian Sword had disappeared.

The expression on her face kept changing, but in the end, she gritted her teeth, summoned Tianya, turned into a blue light, and flew towards the back mountain of Qingyun Gate. (To be continued......)

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