Coming to the fairy foot again, the sword Rulai runs the Xuan Gong, and the deceptive reeling silk pierces into the strange stone, and only one pull is to fly up a hundred zhang, so in this case, I am afraid that for a moment or three, the sword Rulai will be able to climb the fairy foot.

When Jian Rulai flew up, he saw three people standing on a strange rock, and one of them said, "Who dares to climb the fairy foot?"

Jian Rulai's eyes froze, and the blood sword behind him came out of the sheath, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color. In the blood sword, a red ray was shot to meet the man, only to hear a loud noise, and the three of them turned over.

The three of them joined forces to form a formation, in which the Xuanguang shone brightly, turning into a triangular light array, and directly hitting the sword Rulai.

The blood sword moved again, the blood came out again, and the triangular light array shattered piece by piece. It's just that Jian Rulai, the three fairy feet, all fell to the ground, and the four of them glared angrily.

The leader said, "Who are you, and why are you climbing fairy feet?"

The sword Rulai blood sword returned to the sheath, and as soon as he stroked the hem of his clothes, he said: "Naturally, I went to find the tears of the witch for thirty-three days!"

The first person gasped and said, "Thirty-three days witch, how can you get along? If you want to step on the immortal feet, you still need to ask me and other immortals!"

Jian Rulai smiled and said: "Self-registration number!

The leader of the man took off a cloud of smoke, only to see that the red robe was windless and automatic, and a jade flute in his hand played the Nine Heavens Immortal Music, and the man said: "Thirty-three days of immortal climber - Red Feather!"

A person on the left, dressed in cyan armor and an iron staff in his hand, danced, the wind howled, and said: "Thirty-three days of ascending immortals - Qinggang!"

A person on the right, dressed in a white ayaluo, * double-footed, holding a pipa in his hand, between playing, light and shadow are swirling, and then look closely, it is actually a woman, saying: "Thirty-three days to ascend to the immortal, Loulan!"

Lou Lan took a step forward and said, "Venerable, we immortals, we don't want to pay attention to secular competition, but we guarded the immortal feet in the era of immortal climbers, and now we can't let you go." If there is another way, His Holiness would have chosen something else. ”

Jian Rulai shook his head and smiled: "If there is another way, Wei will not come to this immortal foot." Now, it's going to be offended!"

After the words, the blood sword was unsheathed again, the wind and the earth changed, and the blood rain came down, and the sword moved the heaven and the earth.

The jade flute in Chi Yu's hand moved lightly, and a red light slowly dispersed, and Qinggang and Lou Lan beat and fluctuated with immortal weapons in their hands, as if they had become a big array.

The large array is in the shape of sound, the jade flute is besieged, the iron rod is killed, and the pipa is the main environment.

The blood rain in the sky dripped on the big array, just ripples, and the blood sword in Jian Rulai's hand flicked, and the buzzing sound shocked the heavens and the earth, and he actually used the blood sword to buzz to contend with this big array.

The three immortal climbers are running their mystical skills, and the sound of playing percussion is faster. Suddenly, I could only hear the sound of the piano music in the big array, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

Negligence, in the battle array, the sound of the pipa became clear, fast and slow, tactfully closing and closing, it can be said that the big strings are noisy like torrential rain, and the small strings are cut like whispers.

The sword sang, "All the bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their minds in this way! All sentient beings and the like: if they are oviparous, if they are viviparous, if they are wet, if they are incarnated, if they are colored, if they are colorless, if they are not thinking, if they are not thinking, they are all extinguished. ”

The Dharma is unstoppable, and although the sound of the pipa is urgent, it is disturbed by this Sanskrit text in an instant, and the great array is shaken in an instant, and it is in danger!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the jade flute, changed the pipa, and a melodious melody slowly floated into the big array. It really is: "The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May." ”

It's just that the sound of the jade flute has not suppressed the Sanskrit sound, the Xuangong in Chi Hane's hand has risen again, agitating the painstaking efforts, and the sound of the jade flute is slow and deep, and it is sad and sad in an instant.

The sword Rulai Buddha's heart was shaken, and a sense of homesickness rose in the purple mansion. Immediately, Jian Rulai suddenly remembered a poem: "Whose jade flute is flying darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles." In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden. ”

Thinking of this, the sword Rulai Buddha's heart was settled, and the sword was played more violently, and his mouth turned to chant: "Therefore, I know that Prajnaparamita is a great divine mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove all suffering, and is true. ”

The Sanskrit sound entered the sky, and the vocal array disintegrated in an instant, and then looked at the three immortals, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

The sword is like a blood sword back to the sheath, flying into the fairy feet, in the blink of an eye, it is to kick into the clouds, and no longer chase!

The blood sword and the Buddha sword are the two major Buddhist foundations in the Temple of Light, and where the seven leaves hold the Buddha sword, they will naturally cultivate an Anuttara Sambodhi, adhering to all the truth and wisdom!

Looking up is an ancient temple cave house, on which it says: "A generation of chivalrous people, no desire to do!"

Fan Qiye stepped into the ancient temple, and stepped out, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the heavenly road fell, but the ancient temple never wavered.

A voice came from the ancient temple: "Evil Heart Demon Buddha, I have no desire to have nothing to do with you, how can I come to my ancient temple cave house!"

Fan Qiye smiled: "I came to ask, the whereabouts of the core jade book!"

The voice in the ancient temple rose again, and said, "I don't know!"

Fan Qiye stepped in again, but the footsteps did not fall, only to see a warrior fly out of the ancient temple cave, Fan Qiye closed his feet.

The warrior is mediocre, with a simple and honest appearance, but there is a touch of domineering between his eyebrows, showing that his identity is extraordinary.

Fan Qiye smiled and said, "King Wuwei, don't come unharmed!"

The man snorted coldly and said, "There is no King Wuwei in the world, only Nangong City!"

Fan Qiye shook his head and said, "Thousands of years later, you still can't see through the cause of life and death!"

Nangong Cheng's face did not change, but the energy of his body exploded, and in an instant, the heaven and earth collapsed again, and an awe-inspiring majesty pointed directly at Fan Qiye.

Fan Qiye's face froze, and he just continued: "Su Xiaoxiao's death, do you really blame the Great Yin Dynasty? Even if Your Majesty didn't send those 800,000 black armors, wouldn't Su Xiaoxiao die?"

The ancient sword was unsheathed, and Nangong Cheng inserted it with one hand, stirring up the smoke and dust of the earth for three hundred miles!

Fan Qiye said again: "King Wuwei has been obsessed with swordsmanship all his life, Su Xiaoxiao is you killed by mistake! Now you blame the dynasty for your own mistakes, where is there still a bit of martial arts prestige!"

Nangong Cheng screamed all his life, his voice pierced through the clouds, stirred for hundreds of miles, and shouted angrily: "Don't say it again!"

Fan Qiye snorted coldly: "If you want to say, the Heavenly Dao is firm, why can you King Wuwei be at ease?

Nangong Cheng's eyes were red, and he said, "Fan Qiye, if you are really an evil heart demon Buddha, I won't dare to kill you?"

Fan Qiye smiled: "Your Dao heart has been messed up by me!

Nangong Cheng took out the sword with hatred, a sword might, turned over the mountains and seas, leveled the four fields, like destroying the withering and decaying, lifted the pieces of underground soil and stones, turned into a giant mountain in an instant, and swept with the momentum of the wave!

The Buddha's sword was unsheathed, and above the heavenly dome, a golden light burst out, and instantly turned into the Donkey Kong, the treasure *, only one palm slapped down, covering the sky and covering the sun, like Mount Tai pressing the top!

Nangong Cheng drank: "A sword frost and fourteen states!" The tide of mountains and rocks surged again, towering into the cloud cliff, only to hear the hula sound, and collided with the giant palm of Donkey Kong.

The Donkey Kong turned into a mass of King Kong and disappeared, the tide of mountains and rocks collapsed abruptly, and the earth cracked, like a desperate scene of the end!

Nangong Cheng turned over and logged into the ancient temple, pointed at his sword, and shouted: "Sword slashing Tiangang, a hundred soldiers decide!"

In the ancient temple and cave, thousands of soldiers roared, hulala flew into the void, what knives, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, as long as it was a hundred soldiers, it was flying.

Nangong City drew his sword in the air, the ancient sword pointed directly at Fan Qiye, in the void, only a swishing sound was heard, the empty door suddenly opened, and a hundred soldiers rushed out, like a torrential rain of gold and iron.

On the top of the swords, guns and clubs, the sword yuan flowed, as if thousands of fierce soldiers came out, and in an instant, the heavenly dao collapsed, and the void shattered thousands of times, all of which flocked to Fan Qiye together.

Where the seven-leaf Buddha sword swings, seeking a neutral peace, still relying on your thousands of avenues, I only take one sword.

The Buddha sword shot into the void with the momentum of breaking through the sky, and then flashed, the Buddha sword surged out, piercing the array of hundreds of soldiers, directly taking the Chinese army, and killing one thoroughly!

The ancient sword of Nangong City slashed and said, "Open!" The ancient sword was like a star, stabbing straight at the Buddha sword!

Fan Qiye sneered, and also said: "Break!" The Buddha sword accelerated suddenly, stabbing Nangong City through, and blood was sprinkled all over the sky!

The blades in the sky, Jian Yuan was suddenly lost, only the clanging sound was heard, scattered all over the ground, and the great sword immortal who moved the world was defeated!

Nangong Cheng fell into the clouds, and with a miserable laugh, he drew his sword and killed himself!

As soon as the Buddha sword moved, it was to pick up the ancient sword and fly, and Fan Qiye said: "There is no need to be like this!"

Nangong Cheng glared angrily and said, "Fan Qiye! If you are defeated, you will be defeated!

Fan Qiye's eyes froze, and said: "Although you have failed, you have asked for a great avenue to reach the top! You have not yet attained, it is for the sake of Su Xiaoxiao, and you will also become the number one sword immortal in the world!"

Nangong Cheng's eyes gradually softened, and he shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I can't defeat you with Qiye, how can you become the number one sword immortal in the world!"

Fan Qiye said: "You can't defeat me today, how about tomorrow? How about the day after tomorrow? If you concentrate on hard cultivation, one day, you can reach the top of the Great Dao, except for this outer realm, you don't want to fight with the sword immortals of Xiliang?"

Nangong Cheng laughed, stood up slowly, and said, "Yes! At the beginning, when the sword was cultivated, it was just for a great avenue to reach the top, but now in this outer realm, it is not a first-class great sword immortal, how can it be worthy of Xiaoxiao?"

Nangong Cheng turned his hand and summoned the ancient sword, cut off his finger, and said to the sky: "Today, Nangong Cheng swears with a broken finger! I only want a great avenue to reach the top in this life! Su Xiaoxiao, the love between you and me, continue in the next life, I will take your will to climb the highest peak of this heavenly way!"

Fan Qiye smiled silently, looking at the Nangong City, he was not only asking for the core jade book, but also the Nangong City.

Nangong Cheng turned over and threw a brocade box to Fan Qiye, and said, "The core jade book is not in my place." In this brocade box, there is a clue!"