In the different space that was opened up, all the Black Burning Hell Flames retreated into the main body of the three veins, and the original sea of fire disappeared, leaving a vast space, because of the burning of the Eight Desolation Fires, there were some holes here.

There were only two figures left in this space, the stonemason and the three-vein master were very embarrassed, one injured on the outside and the other on the inside.

"Eighth Senior Brother, it's amazing!" the Three Veins Lord coughed up a mouthful of blood, panting slightly, and said lightly.

"Tell me, why?!" the stonemason yelled at the Three Veins Lord.

This is the demon that has tormented him for so many years, 10,000 years ago, their nine senior brothers had a deep relationship, just like brothers, but why did the third senior brother attack and kill him and the seventh senior sister?

The Three Veins Lord shook his head in denial, his face was flat, and in the face of this matter, there was not the slightest excess emotion, but such a face made the stonemason so unfamiliar.

The stonemason's face changed, he was angry, disappointed, and hateful, which was very inconsistent with his usual appearance, as if the emotions of ten thousand years were concentrated at this time, and these emotions were all integrated into his attack, and the black hammer in his hand once again went towards the main attack of the three veins.

A black hammer from a stonemason, carrying boundless might, caused a spatial shock, and the space barrier that was riddled with holes seemed to be completely shattered, and the power poured out, exploding in the air, like the sound of the sky falling and the earth cracking.

The swarthy hammer magnified in the eyes of the three-vein master.

The three-vein lord frowned slightly, one hand clenched his fist, and the other hand became a palm, the artistic conception was mysterious, ordinary people could not comprehend it, but without the black burning hellfire, he was in a weak position, and he was defeated and retreated in the stonemason's explosive offensive, and the different space continued to shatter and form, and the three-vein lord was in the stonemason's anger, and his injuries were getting worse step by step, and there was constantly blood flowing out, and his breath was constantly declining.

The battle seems to have been decided, and it is only a matter of time.

The aura of the three-vein lord had dropped to a critical point.

However, the stonemasons did not have any sense of victory.

Up to now, his third senior brother, those eyes, faintly revealed that they were still so indifferent, and the one-sided situation did not have any impact on him. Facing those eyes, the stonemason felt as if he was still in the past, as a junior brother, he was just asking for advice from his senior brother, rather than a fair life-and-death battle.

"You've been defeated, do you want to hide your crimes?" The stonemason was indifferent and murderous, and he wanted to give the girl an explanation, and he wanted the sanctimonious murderer to confess his betrayal and sin.

"Eighth Senior Brother, it is you who should admit your mistake, and the dead Seventh Senior Sister doesn't want to see you like this, and the Ninth Senior Brother gave up his life for you at the beginning, haven't you woken up?" said the Three Veins Master, his tone slightly regretful.

Hearing this, the stonemason was furious in his heart, it had reached this point, he still refused to admit his guilt, refused to admit the killing of the seventh senior sister, and was still teaching the junior brother a lesson.

In the eyes of this sanctimonious guy, what is the life of the seventh senior sister, he has lived for so many years, but the seventh senior sister lost her life early, and her figure can no longer be seen in the world.

In the stonemason's heart, an indescribable tyranny continued to gather, and finally erupted, and the iron hammer in his hand blasted towards the three-vein master again.

With this blow, the stonemasons had already lost their minds, and if it really fell on the three-vein lord whose breath was already extremely weak, the latter would hardly have any chance of survival.

This hammer will end the life of a heavenly realm.

At this moment, the stonemason was in a trance, and remembered a lot, remembering that day, he went out with the seventh senior sister.

At that time, the confrontation between Heavenly Forge City and the Ghost Snake Sect was still in a weak position.

However, the place where they went should be absolutely safe, but it was in this absolutely safe place that a disguised man appeared, and he used extremely powerful swordsmanship.

He and Senior Sister Seven joined forces, but they were not that person's opponent.

That person came to kill him, the stonemason knew, but the stonemason thought that with him and his senior sister joining forces, even if he was not an opponent, it would be enough to protect himself, or it wouldn't be long before the senior brothers would come.

However, he was wrong, the sharp swordsmanship, the style he brought up, perfectly dodged the attack of him and the seventh senior sister and appeared behind him, stabbing down with a sword.

At that time, he should have died, but Senior Sister Seven's light footwork was really good

The seventh senior sister was hit by the sword and died, and that person also retreated for some reason.

"Sonorous!" a fierce collision sounded, and above the stonemason's hammer, the space was gradually broken, and on the opposite side, was a black blade.

The black blade collided with the huge brute force of the hammer, and there was no invincible momentum at all.

The mason's anger continued, and the black hammer pressed towards the blade, but the blade still erupted with a terrifying artistic conception, which made people's hearts feel horrible, and it actually wiped out all the power of the black hammer.

The black sword and hammer clashed, and the stonemason forced back.

On the other side, the three-vein master, blocking this blow, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth again, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, and there was a mysterious artistic conception flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, his sluggish aura continued to rise, gradually reaching a peak, but in his hand, he held a black long sword.

This black long sword, the blade of which was so black that there was no trace of luster, like a black hole, absorbed all the light into it.

This is a heaven-level sword!

It is also the saber of the master of the three veins, and it has never been used for ten thousand years.

The main breath of the three veins exploded, the blood at the corners of his mouth evaporated, and there was no longer a downward trend, his figure was erect, and a dull light formed on him.

At this moment, the three-vein master is magnificent and oppressive, and the space is dominated by his momentum.

"Eighth brother, you have to ask for advice, the third brother will accompany you!" said the three-vein master.

With a wave of his long sword, a mysterious artistic conception swept around the sword, which was the artistic conception of life and death, reincarnated into death, and turned death into life.

At this moment, the Three Veins Lord finally took out his sword.

In the Luo Void Continent, the reputation of the Three Veins Lord Heaven Level Refiner is resounding, and everyone knows that this person is good at fist and foot kung fu, and he is the control of the Eight Desolation Divine Fire.

However, no one knew that the Three Veins Master could even use a sword! No one knew that 10,000 years ago, the Three Vein Master was a sword genius!

Others don't know, but the stonemason does! Because in the past, he also liked to use swords, and the one who taught him swordsmanship was the master of the three veins.

"Eighth brother, let me let you see the progress of my swordsmanship in the past 10,000 years, your iron hammer can suppress the Eight Desolation Fire, but I don't know if you can suppress my swordsmanship!"

Before the words fell, the long sword in his hand swung in the direction of the stonemason, and a line of sword qi swept across.

Everywhere you go, the space is sunken, mirrored to the outside world, and the vitality of the creatures on the ground fades and turns into smoke powder.

In the face of such a sword, the stonemason did not have any intention of retreating, the hammer in his hand waved, the hammer was trembling, and the power was stronger, and the blow went towards the sword qi.

The hammer power and sword qi dissipated and was in a different space.

Immediately afterward, the stonemason's hammer did not linger in the slightest, and headed towards the three-vein master again.

"Eighth brother, your swordsmanship was reckless back then, and now your hammering technique is also reckless, hasn't it changed for so many years?"

The master of the three veins, the long sword is erected, the pitch-black sword body, and the artistic conception of life and death is scattered.

"I just don't know if I can break my artistic conception of life and death!"

In the different space, the collision of the hammer and the black sword unfolded, and the infinite strength and the artistic conception of life and death competed fiercely.

In the other space, the space began to be disordered, and the chaotic power and the artistic conception of life and death were mixed, in such a place, no one below the heavenly realm would be able to survive, and they would be easily killed by the two forces.

In the Nine Hanging Mountains, ten Heavenly Realms were controlling the Heavenly Forge City while keeping an eye on the battle here.

"When will the third senior brother use the sword, hasn't he given up the sword technique a long time ago?" asked the Six Vein Master suspiciously.

Not only the six-vein master has this question, but the rest of the people are not like this.

In the different space, the stonemason held the hammer he had built for 10,000 years, and the master of the three veins used his sword technique that had been hidden for 10,000 years.

The stonemason is like a madman, his hammer method is completely undisciplined, and in the swordsmanship of the master of the three veins, he suffers a little.

However, the stonemason is not afraid of death, and often exchanges injuries for injuries with the master of the three veins, which is 800 injuries to the enemy and 1,000 self-losses!

However, the stonemason didn't care at all, he only wanted to hurt the enemy!

The three-vein master frowned, but he was angry in his heart, the stonemason had caught his life, and he didn't dare to really kill the stonemason, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the other senior brothers.

The stonemasons had abandoned everything 10,000 years ago, didn't care about anything, and were even ready to die, but the three-vein master couldn't.

"Eighth brother, does it make sense to fight like this?" said the Three Veins Master.

The stonemason didn't hear it, and he still hammered like a mountain, hammering down one hammer after another, and the sword of life and death of the three-vein master controlled this general trend, but he couldn't control this iron hammer.

"Die!" the stonemason shouted, and the aura around him was condensed into the attack.

I saw that the iron hammer in his hand actually affected the space at this moment, causing a distorted void in the life and death artistic conception of the three-vein master, and along this hole, a hammer from the stonemason went towards the head of the three-vein master.

The three-vein lord looked slightly startled, and at this moment, there was a struggle in his eyes.

The stonemason is like a madman, and it seems that he is going to die with the master of the three veins!

......

"Poof!"

The stonemason's hammer slammed out, shattering the space, and the space barrier turned into powder, but there was no one in front of him.

The Three Veins Lord stood behind the stonemason, and the long sword in his hand was inserted along the back of the stonemason, and the blood stained the black sword red, ticking down on the other dimension.

"Eighth brother, why do you need to be like this?" When he said this, the eyes of the Three Veins Lord were extremely indifferent.

The stonemason didn't speak, turned his head, and his eyes appeared in the three-vein main line of sight, at this time, there was no anger, no disappointment, and no tyranny in his eyes.

Yes, some of them, but they are better than the indifference of the Three Vein Masters!

This indifference made the three-vein master unfamiliar, and at this moment, the three-vein master didn't seem to see the eighth brother who was a head shorter than him.

Rather, it is an enemy of a completely incomprehensible horror.

"You've finally used this sword!" the stonemason's voice sounded in a cold, cold voice.

Such a voice hides all kinds of emotions, but these emotions can only be understood by himself, and the enemy, what he feels is only indifference.

That's right, the stonemason, is waiting for this sword, waiting for this sword that killed his seventh senior sister back then!

Because, this is what he wants to explain to Senior Sister Seven!

If he didn't see this sword in the hands of the enemy, even if he killed the enemy, where would he completely avenge her, and where would he seek justice for her?!

The stonemason roared, and with this roar, the momentum on his body became even more terrifying, far exceeding the previous aura.

He hasn't used all his strength yet!

The stonemason's foot kicked violently, his body shot out, the long sword left his body, turned around, and looked directly at the three-vein master in front of him.

"You, finally admit it, this sword that killed the Seventh Senior Sister!" the stonemason said indifferently.

Hearing this, the three-vein master was silent, he had nothing to say, his eyes were extremely complicated, looking at the stonemason, for the first time, anger and killing intent appeared.

The Three Vein Masters didn't expect that the stonemason's crazy attack was just to force him to use this sword, and the earth-shaking hammer, the only gap, was also an opportunity left for his sword.

All this is a calculation and a trap given to him by a stonemason!

The hand of the three-vein lord holding the long sword trembled slightly!

"You're looking for death!"

An angry and low voice was heard!

Facing the fury of the three-vein master, the stonemason's face was indifferent, and the black hammer in his hand was raised, towards the three-vein main hammer, the attack brought by the black hammer was like heaven and earth descending.

......

In the Heavenly Casting Mountain, after the disciples were stunned by the aftermath of the Heavenly Realm, it took a while to slowly wake up.

"Just now, it seems that the enemy has invaded, and the three-vein master has gone to stop it!" said a disciple who had woken up, his eyes still a little foggy.

"It seems to be, but I don't know who is so bold, even the Heavenly Casting Mountain dares to break through, the three-vein master is so powerful, it shouldn't be long before he can defeat the enemy!"

"Of course, it's just that I can't see the Three Veins Lord show his might, it's a pity!"

"Hmph! The battle in the Heavenly Realm, you also want to see it, is not to die. ”

"The three veins are getting bigger and bigger, I knew that I would have joined the three veins at the beginning!"

Just when everyone who woke up was talking excitedly, a black spot in the sky approached at a rapid speed, and a figure flew out and landed on the top of Tianzhu Mountain, countless houses collapsed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The three-vein master was lying in a huge pit, embarrassed, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, the long sword in his hand had been broken, the bones in his body were broken, and the spirit in his mind seemed to be extinguished at any time.

"What's going on?" one disciple wondered.

Looking around, when he saw the three-vein master in the huge pit, he was shocked and scared, he was shocked and scared that the three-vein master was defeated, and he was afraid that the gangster would destroy Tianzhu Mountain at this time.

The stonemason stepped on the top of the Tianzhu Mountain in one step, looking at the three-vein master who had no combat power.

"Seventh Senior Sister, on this day Casting Mountain, I am finally going to avenge you!"

The stonemason raised the black hammer and was about to smash it down......

And at this moment, the Heavenly Casting City of the Nine Hanging Mountains finally broke away.

"Xiao Shi, can you leave it to me?" a somewhat sad and old voice sounded, right next to his ear.

Hearing this voice, the stonemason's whole body trembled, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little red, and he looked over, and an old figure stood not far away.

"Master......" the stonemason muttered, the hammer in his hand finally slowly lowered.

Yes, Senior Sister Seventh is the daughter of the master, and what could be better than her father to deal with it.