Ao Wentian is absolutely confident in swordsmanship, and judging from his experience of meeting opponents in a hundred years, his confidence is indeed confident.

Maybe it's his self-confidence, or maybe he desperately wants to prove that he's much stronger than Hong Xiaobao, when he faces the little thunder and lightning power released by the sword in Hong Xiaobao's hand, he wants to face it calmly with an easy attitude.

No one could see what the past was, but they saw a light that contained the power of the collapse of the mountain and the rock, passing in front of them with lightning speed.

The light was dazzling, but for some reason, the tomb did not become brighter because of this light, but became darker and darker. The entire chamber seemed to be filled with a heavy air of death.

Ao Wentian's sword was also glowing, and before a little blue could be released, the thunder light came in front of him, and a thunderclap exploded in mid-air, bursting out with a white light, stealing people's sight in an instant.

When the thunder and lightning struck, the sword of Ao Wentian did meet it, but unlike what he imagined, the sword that he had always been proud of did not cut the thunder light, he only felt like he was taking a wooden sword to cut a hard stone.

A numb touch came from his mouth, and an emotion that had not been produced for a long time welled up. Ao Wentian's eyes sank, his eyes closed slightly, and he burst out with an earth-shattering roar, he wanted to use his strength, even if he used full strength, he would split this thunder and lightning.

And his roar was covered by a louder voice, and this was the thunder. After it touched the obstacle of the Aowen Heavenly Sword, it was just a breath of effort, as if a chemical reaction had been generated, and a string of thunder lights exploded, surrounding the Aowen Heavenly Layer.

"Boom-" The white light filled the entire burial chamber, shaking people to the point of blindness.

"Ahh There was a painful cry of Ao Wentian's body being subjected to thunder, and what surprised him was that ordinary thunder and lightning tribulation hurt people's bodies, and at most they only split people into a handful of ashes, but Hong Xiaobao's thunder made him suffer while suffering in his body. The soul was also tormented, as if it had been burned on a flame, and the soul suffered great pain and trauma.

"Heavenly Thunder!" In the depths of the seal, Chang Liuming, who saw the outside world through that trace of divine sense, couldn't help but exclaim, and the slightest sound of Ao Wentian's misery evoked his memories.

He didn't know how long it had been since he had seen such a powerful Heavenly Thunder, and the last time he saw it was when he was injured by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation caused by the combined efforts of those few people.

The Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulations not only killed his physical body, but even sealed his soul in this ghost place. Let him not remember to be reborn, let alone reincarnate.

He remembered the past for a long time, and his face in the state of his soul became even darker. Hong Xiaobao's heavenly thunder reminded him of those unpleasant memories, and the eyes he looked at Hong Xiaobao were even more gloomy, and the resentment of being sealed for a long time made him want to tear this person who also had heavenly thunder to pieces.

"it, so awesome?!" Hong Xiaobao was stunned, looking at the sword in his hand for a long time and speechless. Although he knew that this sword was a divine weapon before. It's extraordinary, but I didn't know that this sword could have so many functions. It's a must-have for home travel!

With a sword in hand, I have it in the world! Any charm, self-defense magic weapon can be thrown! Hong Xiaobao was so happy that he suddenly felt an extremely cold aura shooting from behind him, as if he was about to nail him out of a hole.

This breath Hong Xiaobao is no stranger, so cold and ruthless. Except for the name of the owner of this tomb, it is really difficult to find a person who is so resentful as him.

Hong Xiaobao immediately calmed down again, he knew that Changliuming was still in the depths of the seal at this moment, and he couldn't come out yet, as long as he couldn't get out of this seal. No matter how deep his resentment is, no matter how terrible he is, he is just a paper tiger, and he can't do anything to him.

At present, what we need to be vigilant about is still the paranoid man of Ao Wentian.

Ao Wentian was bombarded by thunder, and the whole person was in a state of distraction, his hair was all burnt, and the clothes on his body, which were originally defensive magic weapons, were also broken into pieces of brittleness, and a face that was originally quite handsome could not be seen, and the whole person was like crawling out of hell, and he couldn't see it at all.

Rao is like this, he is obsessed with swords, and he still holds the sword in his hand tightly, without a trace of slackness. Previously, he underestimated the power of Hong Xiaobao's divine weapon, but he didn't expect that it was not an ordinary thunder tribulation, but a heavenly thunder tribulation that would only be punished by heaven, even if it was powerful, he couldn't stand a split, and his cultivation like this, although it would not be destroyed, it was not impossible to split his body into slag.

Fortunately, Hong Xiaobao didn't wait for the sword to gather spiritual power and split over, otherwise where would he be able to speak again, and the cultivation of this body would be slashed by this heavenly thunder!

Ao Wentian thought about it at this moment, and he was also afraid for a while when he was angry. looked at Hong Xiaobao's eyes a little more jealous, damn, when did he ever have such an emotion!

He took out a black gold-painted bottle from the space, and after swallowing the contents, the wounds on his body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Annoyed and angry, Ao Wentian erupted into a low roar, like a cathartic beast. Originally, his cultivation was the highest, but at this moment, bursts of coercion erupted, even if they were both strong people, they couldn't help but have weak feet.

Under the pressure of the strong, even the little monk and Qingqing had some difficulty standing firm as before, and Yun Caixiao, who was the weakest, was even more pressed like a mountain, and he was about to kneel down as soon as his knees bent. was simply pulled by Qingqing on the side, and poured some true qi into her, which made her better.

And Hong Xiaobao saw Ao Wentian like this, the whole person is not good, and the mother is not finished yet!

It is said that the battle of the trapped beast is the most terrifying, and Ao Wentian bears the name of the Sword Saint, and at this moment it is planted in his hands, it is inevitable that there will be no possibility of fighting to the death and spelling out a result.

In such a small space, and if you are not careful, there will be the possibility of releasing a long name, Hong Xiaobao really can't let go of his hands to fight.

It seems that it can only be solved quickly.

Hong Xiaobao held the sword in both hands, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his eyes reflected Ao Wentian's gradually recovering figure. In the depths of his eyes, something seemed to be constantly spinning, and a great coercion swelled from his body, and the hurricane that swept out would not be able to stabilize his body in the future.

Ao Wentian hurriedly blocked the inertia of retreating with his sword, and understood that Hong Xiaobao's killing move was terrifying, so he decided to strike first, and he could not give him time to release.

Ao Wentian jumped up, carried his heart **** decision, and slashed towards Hong Xiaobao with full strength. There are no superfluous moves in this style, and it is the most quintessential slash left after kicking out those useless tricks. Whether it was in terms of strength or speed, Ao Wentian under the rage had already exerted him to the extreme.

It seems to be an ordinary move, but in fact, it contains an amazing sword intent, and its power can destroy a world, even if it is a solid tomb that has been built by people to seal the name of the long name, it will be turned upside down and exposed to the sun.

And if Ao Wentian's trick falls and the tomb is destroyed, these nine sacrificial sky lanterns will no longer exist, and there will be no scum left to be destroyed. The nine-mouth sacrificial lantern was destroyed, and there was no nine-mouth sacrificial lantern that broke the seal, so that there was no possibility of harming people again if the name was left for a long time.

This sounds like a great idea, but it turns out that the few of them in the tomb will suffer more damage than destroying a sacrificial lantern. And this tomb is narrow, there are not many places to dodge, the sword of Ao Wentian will definitely threaten Yun Xiao's life, and he who is facing the edge of Ao Wentian will also suffer a lot of damage.

The Nine Mouth Sacrifice Heavenly Lantern can be destroyed later, and it can also be done after destroying Changliu's name, but if the sword of Ao Wentian really falls, then they will have no way to live.

Damn, Hong Xiaobao scolded secretly, not only did he regret provoking Ao Wentian, a madman, but he didn't care about anything when he got into a fight.

It's just an instant, destroying the Nine Mouth Sacrifice Heavenly Lantern or saving the lives of one's own people, which one is more important. Hong Xiaobao took out hundreds of array talismans and array disks from his body, and threw them out, hoping to temporarily seal some of the power of this sword.

Ao Wentian smiled coldly, a few array disks and array rot wanted to trap him, but he changed positions in the air, and spun his body to avoid those array talismans and array disks.

After the array and array talisman were dodged by Ao Wentian, they chased after him again, surrounded him, and temporarily trapped his figure. Ao Wentian's sword could not move forward an inch, and he let out a loud shout, shaking several gusts of wind, destroying the array talisman and array disk one by one.

Hong Xiaobao stiffened his head, and was about to take the sword of Ao Wentian, when suddenly a flash of inspiration prompted Ghost Step Tianluo to go in the direction of the Jiukou Sacrifice Sky Lantern.

"Shaft, where to escape! The deity will definitely scatter your soul today!" Ao Wentian saw that Hong Xiaobao had fled, and he also raised his sword to chase after him, and at the same time swung his sword and released several sword qi at him.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, and it slashed towards Hong Xiaobao with a chilling sword aura.

"Grandma's!" Hong Xiaobao scolded Ao Wentian while dodging his figure and heading in the direction of the Jiukou Sacrifice Sky Lantern. If he didn't guess wrong, these nine sacrificial heavenly lanterns were the key to breaking the seal, otherwise the long name would not have set up the tempting secret in the sacrificial lanterns.

And if the Nine Mouths Sacrifice Sky Lantern is the key to breaking the seal, once it is destroyed, Chang Liuming will never want to come back to life again, he doesn't believe it, when this fire burns his eyebrows, Chang Liuming will not stop him, and it will depend on him and Ao Wentian to fight to the death.

If Chang Liuming didn't make a move, then he wouldn't be able to come out and hurt people, after all, he did a good thing, and it was not a loss to be injured. Hong Xiaobao had already made up his mind, and his speed became faster and faster, leaving Ao Wentian behind.

This scene was captured by Chang Liuming's divine sense, and what was passed into Chang Liuming's mind was that Hong Xiaobao hurriedly rushed to him, followed by a murderous person, a body of coercion and a bomb that would explode at any time. (To be continued.) )