Xie Ling's pace quickened, and his slender body was under endless mental weight with every step he took. Zhang Daoling's divine thoughts shocked the world's evil demons, and Xie Ling's Taoism was not enough to compete with his divine thoughts.

As Xie Ling's footsteps quickened, blood began to flow from the corners of her mouth and nose. By the time I tried to fend off a few attacks and then turned to look at her, her eyes were bleeding.

Before the person stepped onto the fighting platform, she had already bled from seven knots, and this tragic situation was even more serious than the punishment she was given at the top of Kunlun.

But her expression was still with indomitable stubbornness.

"I don't know whether you live or die, and forcibly attaining the Tao will only make you doomed. Your fate is more miserable than Ye Zhiqiu! Jiang Xueyang glanced at Xie Ling, spit out a sentence coldly, and then accelerated his attack.

For a moment, the pressure on me increased greatly, and Kunlun Xue let out a whimpering cry in my hands. The aura of the black sword Gengjin of the three or five slashing evil is extremely strong, the two swords intersect, the material of Kunlun Xue can't resist it at all, and the gap on the blade of the sword is no less than the wound on my body.

I don't know what forcible attainment means to Sword Spirit.

There is an unbreakable truth in this world called "water comes naturally", Xie Ling must have paid a huge price to return to the Tao by force.

"Like frost, is there really a way of emotion in the world?" While fighting Jiang Xueyang desperately, I communicated with Rushuang in my heart.

"No, if there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and if you want to attain the Tao, you must cut off the seven emotions and six desires."

"What about Xie Ling's way of being emotional?"

"There is no emotion in the right path, but there is in the devil's way. Abandon the sword spirit and turn into a sword demon. Xie Ling can greatly increase his strength and fight against Zhang Daoling's divine thoughts......"

The Dao is one foot high and the demon is one foot high, if he wants to improve his strength in an instant, Xie Ling has no other choice but to turn into a sword demon.

I thought of the tragic fate of the sword demon in the ancient land of the Yellow River, who was annihilated by the divine thoughts of the four famous swords as soon as he was born.

Jiang Xueyang was right, but Xie Ling would never recover.

After becoming a sword demon, she will be cursed by the seven famous swords and become their enemy. At the same time, the Broken Army is no longer a Daomen magic sword, but a naked magic sword.

The sword spirit is different from people, people can be redeemed by merit when they enter the demon, and they can be crossed by Buddha. And the sword spirit, once into the devil, will never recover.

One misstep has become a thousand years of hatred, and it has been a hundred years since I turned back.

Even if Xie Ling was able to escape the joint killing of the seven world-famous swords in the world, he would not be able to escape the various killing calamities bestowed by the Heavenly Dao on the demons. Unless she is never born and falls into the eighteen layers of hell.

My Majesty, my tsundere little princess, can only look up to heaven in hell in this life.

"No!"

I couldn't bear to think about it any longer, and the utter indignation made me tremble. The Kunlun Snow Sword in my hand began to skyrocket again, and it felt my anger and my despair. I don't deliberately dodge anymore, every sword is a sword of life.

Jiang Xueyang's expression changed drastically, and he was furious. After feeling my will to die, she no longer had any reservations, and her shots were even more ruthless.

And the white sword of the three-five slashing male and female swords, simply abandoned the material form and turned into the purest sword, and rotated around my body at high speed, cutting a wound from my body from time to time, taking away a piece of flesh and blood.

The black sword erupted with an energy impact comparable to a torrent of sword intent, and after the two swords intersected for the last time, Kunlun Xue flew up from my hand.

"Zhiqiu, take the sword!" Xie Ling roared, his body flew up in the air, and he turned into his original form in the air.

After the sword spirit turned into a sword demon, the broken army became a pitch-black giant sword.

I stretched out my hand to take it, my body exploded, and I began to deduce the three sword bursts from the first move of the Liuren Yin Yang Sword.

At the same time, Bai Rushuang recited the incantation that burned my soul in the bottom of my heart: "What joy is life, what is the pain of death, vacuum hometown, no old mother." Dedicate my soul and turn it into a fighting spirit, I am in the name of the lifeless old mother, and I am as urgent as the law! ”

She is a fox and a spirit, and she began to be suppressed by Zhang Daoling's divine thoughts, and she didn't even dare to release her divine thoughts because of fear. Now that it is a desperate life and death juncture, she is desperate to burn her soul to communicate with her mother.

The lifeless old mother is the supreme god believed in the left path of the side door, and her status in myths and legends is no less than that of the three Qings in the Daomen. Only she has truly done it, there is no class in teaching, and all beings are equal. Other spells can ask the gods and gods to help, but this soul-burning spell must communicate with the lifeless old mother deity.

In this battle, my body was shattered, and my life was cut off by seconds.

In this battle, Xie Ling fell into the devil's path and never recovered.

In this battle, the white as frost burned and the soul turned into a fighting spirit to help me.

In the end of this battle, the three of us will either die or live together.

"Passing years, regardless of autumn!"

As the final sword form was cast, a jet-black torrent of sword intent erupted from the tip of the Broken Army Peerless Sword.

This jet-black sword intent torrent gathered the full strength of me, Xie Ling, and Bai Rushuang, and its power definitely surpassed the four grades of Yuan Qi, far from being comparable to the sword intent torrent of the seven secret realm masters of Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

However, this torrent of sword intent still didn't hurt Jiang Xueyang, and she didn't even touch the corners of her clothes.

Because at the moment when the torrent of sword intent rushed towards Jiang Xueyang, the three or five slashing male and female swords suddenly merged with their swords, and they got out of Jiang Xueyang's control, and the tip of the sword rushed down and plunged into the fighting platform!

It erupted with a strong sword qi coercion containing the true meaning of the Great Dao, not only blocking the attack of my sword intent torrent in one fell swoop, but also dissipating it into an invisible ......

Now the three-five slashing evil male and female sword has become a sword, with yang in yin and yin in yang.

Yin and Yang are in harmony with each other, and the three or five evil male and female swords forcibly draw the true meaning of the Great Dao from Zhang Daoling's divine thoughts.

And the price it paid was that the Three or Five Evil Male and Female Sword would no longer have Zhang Daoling's divine thoughts, and it would be exhausted at one time.

"Daomen Patriarch's divine thoughts have disappeared, and from then on, there is nothing to deter the evil demons and evil spirits in the world. Ye Zhiqiu, you have become a sinner for the entire Daomen and the entire country. Jiang Xueyang's face was pale, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Hehe, do you think I still care?" I said lightly.

I really don't care anymore.

Have I ever done anything evil?

Have I ever turned my back on humanity and my country?

Not really.

Xie Ling is demonized, white as frost burning my soul, my body is shattered, now I still need to consider the consequences of Zhang Daoling's divine thoughts disappearing?

I only need to think about one thing now, how to kill Jiang Xueyang and completely destroy the Three or Five Evil Slashing Male and Female Sword in her hand. I was surprised that the torrent of sword intent didn't kill Jiang Xueyang, but my fighting intent was still there.

I still have Yuan Qi in my body, and I still have a sword in my hand, and Rushuang has not burned out all my divine souls.

"Ye Zhiqiu, it's all over, I can feel the malice of Heavenly Dao towards you. The opening of the end of the Dharma era has not completely annihilated your soul imprint, and this time you are in a catastrophe. ”

After saying this, Jiang Xueyang sneered and left the fighting platform. Just when I didn't know why, I didn't know why she left suddenly, the Sanwu Evil Male and Female Sword suddenly made a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Edict!"

One word landed, with the sword qi of the true meaning of the Great Dao, it attacked me like a mountain and a sea.

With the sword qi of the true righteousness of the Great Dao, the power is comparable to that of Tai'a at the top of Kunlun. My fighting intent quickly collapsed, and at the same time, my body felt the pain like Ling Chi.

"Haha, Ye Zhiqiu, feel the wrath of my Dao Sect Holy Sword. In front of it, you and Xie Ling are nothing. Jiang Xueyang looked at me from afar, laughed wildly and said.

The wind is blowing, and the wind is screaming.

I was suffering the pain that Xie Ling suffered that day.

The Broken Army Wushuang let out a vigorous trembling roar, instantly detached from my hand, and inserted it on the fighting platform.

"Love is in the sword, the sword is in the people!" Xie Ling roared angrily and began to cast his sword qi to contend with the Three or Five Slashing Male and Female Sword.

The Three Unslashed Evil Male and Female Swords carry the true meaning of Zhang Daoling's Great Dao, and Xie Ling also has his own way of sentiment.

The power of the sword qi is formless and colorless, and it cannot be perceived.

I can't tell which of them is stronger or weaker, I only know that the fighting platform under my feet is cracking inch by inch.

Xie Ling's willingness to turn into a sword demon was not just to get rid of Zhang Daoling's divine suppression, but the biggest purpose was for this inevitable fateful duel!

The loud voice is silent, and the elephant is invisible.

It's a silent showdown.

From the moment the duel came about, Bai Rushuang and I couldn't intervene anymore.

In her previous life, she had destroyed the sword body of the Three or Five Evil Swords, and I hope she can do the same in this life.