The ruined hall rose from the noisy smoke and dust, and the broken stones of the Demon God statue fell one after another, making a huge roar, :

Outside the holy ruins, the pillar of light that rose into the sky suddenly twisted a few times, releasing spatial turbulence, but fortunately, after it shook a few times, it did not collapse, but became more and more unstable.

The boy in white stood motionless, but his divine sense scanned his surroundings rapidly.

He knew that although the two Demon Venerables were dead, the demon spirits were still there, and they would fly towards him at any time and then blow themselves up.

After suffering a big loss, of course the boy in white will not repeat the mistakes of the past, since he can't accurately kill those two demon spirits, then he can't easily let the demon spirits get close to him.

What's more, the old sword ghost hasn't appeared yet, and that annoying guy from the Demon Sword Gate is also wandering around the periphery from time to time.

Click!

On the fingers of the boy in white, the nail of one finger suddenly burst into a crack, and the nail quickly turned black and slipped off the finger.

The second nail is gone!

The white-clothed boy glanced at his fingers, was full of anger, looked around with cold eyes, and said loudly: "Old sword ghost, come out of this seat!"

"Ximen Bo, you didn't hesitate to lose three thousand years of cultivation and came to the world, didn't you just kill the old man and Xiao Qiang, now the old man is here, you have the ability to kill it!"

The voice of the old sword ghost came from all directions, and for a while, the boy in white couldn't lock the direction of the old sword ghost.

The Great Protector Nanxi was still moving around the periphery, not hesitating to lose the True Yuan, although there was no enemy threatening him, he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

After hearing the voice of the old sword ghost, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart, he was worthy of being a sword ghost master, and he even dared to shout the name of the plane god back then, this was blasphemy.

The plane god turned out to be called Simon Bo!

The white-clothed boy was called by his name by a mortal, and his heart was extremely angry, and a sneer appeared on his ruddy face: "Old sword ghost, no matter what conspiracy you have, this seat will not spare the slightest." It's nothing more than detonating the spatial turbulence here and causing a plane storm, and if this seat can afford it, it depends on whether you can afford it!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his immature little hand, palm upward, and suddenly urged his mind.

Airplanes!

A glittering four-colored cross, burrowed out of his palm, stood upright, and circled silently.

An incomparably powerful plane law energy roared outwards and swept through the entire Temple Square!

When the pillar of light outside the holy ruins sensed this terrifying aura, it distorted in an instant.

Thundered!

The Holy Ruins Island trembled violently, and the pillar of light that rose into the sky shook violently, as if it would collapse at any time!

"Stop!"

Just as the boy in white was about to throw the law cross, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the old sword ghost.

With a buzz, in a ruin a hundred meters away from the boy in white, the figure of the old sword ghost flashed in an instant, glaring at the boy in white angrily.

The corners of the white-clothed boy's mouth hooked a smug smile, put away the law cross, and said coldly: "Those who play with fire, you must **, old sword ghost, this seat knows, you don't dare to cause a plane storm!"

The old sword ghost's face was gloomy, and under his white eyebrows, he looked at the boy in white with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Ximen Bo, this is not a more shameless game than anyone else, you are a plane god, if you lose even the final bottom line, what qualifications do you have to control the plane?!"

The boy in white couldn't help but laugh loudly, and the crisp child's voice echoed among the ruins, making people's scalps tingle strangely.

When he had laughed enough, the boy in white said with a mocking face: "In order to limit the strength of this seat, you chose the battlefield here, and now the stones you have moved have hit your feet, but you have come to tell me the bottom line, old sword ghost, do you dare to be more shameless?"

The old sword ghost said angrily: "No matter how shameless you are, you are not shameless, when Lord Qingxu was promoted to a sword god, you used the rules of the god realm to kill him, as a plane god, where is your discipline?!"

The white-clothed boy laughed loudly again, and looked at the old sword ghost sadly: "You have said that this seat is using the rules of the divine realm, what is wrong? If you want to blame it, you Sword Pavilion disciples can only blame it for being so useless, so that he has a little bit of faith power for the sake of purity, otherwise, how could he be so easily destroyed by this seat and destroy his form and soul?"

Wei Nanxi listened to the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but be frightened, and his scalp was numb.

According to the legend, the story of the Qingxu Lord who defeated the Divine Tribulation and advanced to the Sword God was also the first person in the Sword Pavilion disciple to successfully advance to the God Rank in thousands of years.

However, before Lord Qingxu could open the sky of the Law of the Sword, he mysteriously fell, and now Wei Nanxi knew that Lord Qingxu had fallen after being intercepted and killed by the Plane God!

These secrets have already involved the struggle of the divine realm, how did the old sword ghost know?

Just when Wei Nanxi was puzzled, the words of the Heavenly Vein Watcher answered the doubts in his heart.

The white-clothed boy looked at the old sword ghost's angry appearance, and suddenly sighed: "Old sword ghost, for so many years, this seat has not condemned you, just for the sake of you being a descendant of pure emptiness, but today, you must die!"

"If you want to die, you will die first!" The old sword ghost was stunned, and with a big hand, a long sword with a simple shape appeared in his hand.

Airplanes!

The sword body trembled violently, the cold light was like snow, and in an instant, the old sword ghost stabbed out thousands of swords, and the sword light like a dragon flew towards the boy in white like lightning.

Sensing the divine aura in the sword light, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed boy, and he said coldly: "It is worthy of being a descendant of Qingxu, worthy of being a half-step sword god, but unfortunately, half a step is half a step after all, old sword ghost, your strength is very strong, but it is not enough to hurt this seat in the slightest!"

As he spoke, a clanging sound sounded, and countless flying sword lights were bounced open by the boy in white with his nails!

The figure of the old sword ghost was as fast as lightning, dancing in the air with phantom shadows, countless sharp sword lights, and flying towards the white-clothed boy endlessly.

In the sword light in the sky, the entire space was strangely distorted, and between the white-clothed boy and the old sword ghost, it was like a ripple swinging outward.

Airplanes!

The long sword in the old sword ghost's hand trembled strangely, and the sword body flowed with blue light, and a series of sword shadows peeled off from the sword, like an open fan.

"The sword of pure emptiness?!" The boy in white sensed the aura emanating from the long sword, and couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart, but immediately realized that something was wrong.

Call!

At the moment when the boy in white was in a trance, two black shadows came out of a ruin, cut through the void, and flew in front of the boy in white in an instant!

Just as the white-clothed boy's body retreated sharply and summoned the law defense, the demon spirits of the two Demon Venerables burst at the same time!

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