"Round five, let's go!"

Ji Bo opened his sword eyes like a blue spring, and the only remaining left arm raised the crystal transparent sword weapon, and the six-colored light continued to bloom from the blade.

Mo Wei and Chu Zhaoren felt that this ordinary magic weapon sword weapon communicated the vast sword thoughts of the six worlds, filling heaven and earth and rejecting all things.

"I'm still afraid that you won't make it!"

After speaking coldly, the eyes of the black-robed young man who was as cold as ice and snow appeared with a trace of exuberant vitality to the extreme. In an instant, this wisp of vitality burst out, enveloping the three people present.

Ji Bo felt as if he was surrounded by a misty immortal qi, and the injuries in his body that had accumulated from several life-and-death battles with Mo Wei had recovered seventy or eighty percent in an instant. The wound on his right arm, which had been frozen to pieces, was numb, as if there was an urge to grow it back.

"It's amazing, just like the 'immortal tears' under the cloud elegy that day, and being in the immortal Penglai Immortal Sect. ”

His eyes were solemn, and he felt the change in the original cold and fierce momentum of the person in front of him, and Ji Bo also put away the fluttering emotions that had just been produced by the cultivation of "Six Annihilations of No Self".

"Fortunately, in this special forbidden cave heaven, he can't use the true yuan mana, otherwise he would be able to crush me just by competing in strength!"

The invisible sword thoughts converged into a wheel behind Ji Yi's game, as if there were six reincarnations, between the black, white, blue, red, gray, and golden brilliance, the snow-white and crystal sword thoughts shone brightly, and a bewildering strange power acted on Mo Wei's body at the same time.

The vast vitality gradually dissolved under the virulence of the "Black Sky Immortal Sword", as if the cold winter of ten thousand trees had withered, and countless flowers and vitality dissipated, leaving only rotten deciduous dead trees.

Mo Wei only felt that all the flaws in his qi and blood mental power were exposed in the other party's eyes without hindrance, and the snow-white and crystal sword thoughts, and the wisps of yin virulence caused all the power of his divine power before it was condensed to the limit.

"Dry Glory Tribulation!"

Suddenly, Ji Bo felt that his originally energetic body was aging rapidly, like a withered tree, and he had entered the last stage of his life.

Look down. The hands holding the sword were dry and wrinkled, and the strength of the whole body was lost in the blink of an eye. It was as if he had changed from a twenty-year-old boy to an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Every time he breathes, he has to exhaust the strength of his whole body, just like a mortal waiting for death, struggling to live one more breath.

"It's definitely not me!"

Ji Game's only crystal eyes that did not change burst out with unimaginable spiritual power, and among the six sword thoughts, the most inconspicuous gray sword thoughts stabbed into his spine in Mo Wei's surprised eyes.

"Life and Death Reincarnation Sword!"

As if it was an illusion, Hatsu Zhaoren saw that Ji Bo's originally withered body expanded as if it was inflated, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one. The skin is rejuvenated and even radiant like jade.

Streams of surging and deep qi and blood were awakened by the sword thought, and burst out from the subtleties that ordinary people could not detect, allowing Ji Game to regain his youth in just a moment.

"How is that possible?"

Mo Wei's eyes widened, and his face was shocked and disbelievable. His trick "Dry Glory Tribulation", even if Fang Qinghua encountered it, he had to retreat. Now Ji Game was hit head-on without hindrance, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

"Life and death. It's just the rest of my play!"

With these words, the cyan sword thought bloomed brightly, and an elegant Taoist man wearing a blue and white Taoist robe with a hairpin on his head came out illusory. With a calm face, he stretched out his sword finger and stabbed this "Sword of Asking" at Mo Wei.

"Ascend to the emperor, who is still the way?"

"The destiny of heaven is reversed, what punishment is heyou?"

"Jiwei Yuanzi, Emperor He Zhuzhi?"

......

The cyan sword thought pierced the "Void Tribulation" on the surface of Mo Wei's body without hindrance. Lost in his sea of consciousness.

The sentences seemed to come from the Great Dao's torture, which made this powerful young man's eyes bloodshot and his qi disordered.

Bursts of incomparably powerful spiritual power continued to burst out from Mo Wei's spiritual platform. But seeing that his forehead was blue and knotted, it was hideous and terrifying. It seemed that the next moment his sea of knowledge was about to be stretched out by his own strength, and he shot his head with a bang.

"Ascend to the Nine Heavens and caress the comet, and the long sword embraces the young Ai!"

Seeing that the "Pure Yang Dao Dao Sword" was about to explode the opponent's sea of knowledge, a masked phantom appeared from the spirit platform of Mo Wei, looking up to the sky and singing, and the heavenly telekinesis gathered into a long sword, as if a dazzling comet descending from the nine heavens, suddenly smashing the cyan "Daoist Sword".

"Bad ......"

Ji Game's face changed greatly, and when he saw this phantom, a fear that seemed to come from the depths of his soul made him want to escape.

But just a sword!

The other arm of his sword had been cut off shoulder to shoulder, and the qi and blood of the protective body collapsed, and the reincarnation formed by the six-colored sword thoughts could not bear the immensity of this sword, and suddenly disintegrated into the original six sword thoughts.

"It's the Green Emperor, Brother Dao, retreat!"

Chuzhaoren has the "power of the water mirror", and when he sees the phantom of the person, he already knows who it is and the strength it contains.

That one, in today's forbidden cave heaven, is one of the few vast powers!

"Since I am here, do you still think you can escape?"

The phantom held the long sword in his hand, and the brilliance of the whole body shrouded his body, and he took over the nine heavens, and the vast momentum of embracing the sun and the moon suppressed the audience, Ji Game and Chu Zhaoren only felt that their bodies seemed to belong to them at this moment, and they were extremely stiff.

"This sword is called 'Shao Si Ming'!"

After the Blue Emperor said faintly, the long sword in his hand had been cut out, and the invisible sword thought seemed to communicate the billions of great power in the long river of fate, this was a blow that was even greater than the "Pure Yang Dao Dao Sword", as if it was the sword of the ancestors from the vast ancient times.

Ji Bo has seen many masters of sword practice, but there has never been a sword of any one who can be as vast as the Qing Emperor, as vast as the stars and the bright moon, and as desolate as the eternal sky......

This sword is like an ancient sage who has lived for tens of thousands of epochs, walking out of the long river of fate and slashing at him, a man in his twenties.

"Good sword, this sword is rare in my life, I'm afraid even Li Qingting can't cut such a sword. ”

At the moment of life and death, Qing Dizi didn't expect that the opponent in front of him would still be in the mood to comment on his swordsmanship. A strange emotion welled up in my heart, and I laughed and couldn't help but speak.

"My sword, naturally, is a good sword, fortunately, it can kill people every time!"

"Well, I'm afraid this time it's going to be a failure!"

Ji Game faced the vast sword thoughts of the Qing Emperor, his expression was calm, and a coldness that should never appear appeared appeared on his slightly chubby round face, and his eyes were like ice and snow, like the way of heaven high above, too ruthless.

The dazzling golden sword thought lit up from behind him, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the nine heavens and ten earths, and three invincible forces that could make the wind and clouds change color and cry ghosts and howls rose from the forbidden cave sky, converging into a majestic and domineering king who looked down on all beings.

"Maha Immeasurable Sword!"

Under the gaze of the only eyewitness to the first Zhaoren, the two invincible and earth-shattering sword thoughts that swept through the void, began the most primitive and dangerous battle.

"You're Qingyue's disciple, right?"

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the first Zhaoren, and the strange charm made her nod involuntarily, as if this body and soul had obeyed this voice.

"That's good, speaking of which, the last time I saw you was eighteen years ago!"

"Is the predecessor ......?"

"I'll take you away with the 'Qiankun Movement Method', don't resist!"

Before Hatsuruto could say anything, she felt a force from the dark void blessing her delicate body, and the scenery in front of her changed suddenly, and by the time she came back to her senses, she had reached the top of a misty mountain.

A middle-aged man in a blue and yellow robe turned his back to him, looking up at the empty sky, as if facing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, exuding an indifferent and pure atmosphere.

"Meet Uncle Shiren!"

"Little girl, you don't need to be polite, I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, you have grown so big!"

The Taoist turned around and saw an extremely ordinary face, his eyes closed. Even for the long-lost juniors, there is a distant indifference in the tone.

"Thank you Uncle for helping, but I don't know if I can bring Teruto's companions too?"

Chu Zhaoren's Yurong showed a trace of anxiety, his pretty face was not hidden, his eyes wandered, and he seemed to want Tang Lifeng to make a move.

"That kid from the Demon Gate will definitely not survive the sword facing the Blue Emperor, even if I make a move!"

Tang Lifeng's words made Chu Zhaoren's face pale, she is a very pure child, and since these days, she has also had a good impression of this incarnation of Ji Game. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, it was already life and death farewell.

"Uncle Shi, your cultivation is far ten times or a hundred times higher than that of the Qing Emperor, why can't you save Brother Wang!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head lightly and said a sentence that Chu Zhaoren could not understand.

"If it's just the sword of the Blue Emperor, I still have a way, but add his own sword...... I can't do anything about it now. ”

"For what?"

Chuzhaoren is a little unrelenting in his questioning, and his always gentle temperament has become rare and excited.

"In this Cave Heaven, my mana is also banned, and although I have found the refining of the five Yuan Spirits, I can't exert more power than the two swords. ”

"Moreover, even if I block the 'Shao Si Order' of the Blue Emperor, that kid will be killed by his own sword!"

"His weak body simply can't withstand such a domineering and ruthless sword thought. Forcibly stimulated, even if it blocks the 'Shao Si's life', it will be blown up. ”

Tang Lifeng's originally closed eyes opened slightly, and the vast two sword thoughts seemed to emerge in his eyes.

The results are already in full view!

However, it made him, who had always been indifferent, suddenly change color!

Something unexpected seems to have happened!(To be continued......