"Your Highness, now that there are rumors outside, for the sake of Fairy Jiang who seems to be the Yang Wugang of the Sword Domain, and the Bone Frontier of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect Corpse Control Sect, I almost went to Di Yunxiao to fight for my life. ”

The monk known as the Optimus shrugged his shoulders, the fire of gossip burning in his heart, and he was shocked when he received the news.

"Tsk, let's make peace with Jiang Xuewei later, but we want to make a few jokes and see his reaction. ”

With a flick of the death robe, the red-haired monk directly rolled up the others and fled into the void, disappearing without a trace.

A few days later, the autumn is crisp and the sun is shining.

Di Yunxiao was pouting his ass and pulling the spiritual root from the soil with the bastard boy of Red Pupil, the reason why he had to act alone was to let Red Pupil come out to help.

"Big brother, big brother, look, the old spiritual root that has been cultivated for nearly 10,000 years is watered with the spiritual spring and planted in our medicine garden, and its medicinal qi is enough to nourish other great medicines. ”

The thin body of the red pupil climbed up, holding a still moving ginseng villain in his hand, and the dark purple ginseng qi filled in, shining.

"Hiss! Jin Wannian's old mountain ginseng, although it is not white jade and purple ginseng, is also a rare top grade, equivalent to four thousand years of white jade and purple ginseng medicine king, it has been made, it has been made!

I don't know how long this heaven and earth have been blocked, and there are so many heavenly and earthly treasures. ”

Emperor Yunxiao is so beautiful that his nose is bubbling, and with the kid Red Pupil, few of these born treasures can slip out of their noses.

It had only been a few hours, and they had already obtained more than a dozen thousand-year-old elixirs, and they had dug out a piece of arm-sized high-grade divine gold from a cave that was hundreds of feet deep.

Just when Emperor Yunxiao Meizizi sent this spiritual ginseng, which had almost become a living thing, back to the small world of Queyang, dozens of streamers crossed overhead, and each one had a terrifying breath with a hint of urgency.

"Quick, go to the east, there is a divine treasure born, many powerful people are gathered there, and we also want a piece of the pie. ”

The traction power of the Yin and Yang Gate of Heaven and Earth is extremely great, and it can make these monks so anxious that they do not hesitate to spend several times their mana to hurry, there must be some great treasure born.

Di Yunxiao's body stiffened, and he quickly came back to his senses: "Red Pupil, you go back to the small world of Queyang first, and I'll follow to take a look." ”

With a slight stomp of his feet, an auspicious cloud of mana condensation rose from under the feet of Emperor Yunxiao, fluttering and following dozens of streamers in front of him, unhurried and unhurried, he could maintain the best distance.

Nine hundred miles ahead, an ancient mountain peak is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, straight into the sky, with a trace of unparalleled momentum, looking around, but anyone who can taste the momentum in it, all feel shocked.

Because this mountain peak as high as a thousand zhang turned out to be cut out by means of living, the left side is as smooth as a mirror, and sixteen big characters are engraved on it:

"Blood Sword Peak: The Sword Lord of the Vast Sea of Clouds rises and falls, and the Eight Desolations and Liuhe are the only ones!"

"Whose handwriting is this, it's a little too arrogant and domineering. Even if it is a Shengang Supreme powerhouse, there are few people who dare to say that they are the first in the world, right?"

When Emperor Yunxiao arrived, around this Blood Sword Peak, there were already many top masters gathered here.

There were five real cultivators perceived by his divine mind alone, and there were no less than ten quasi-real people, and one of them seemed to have seen a real person, who was a peak true person of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect.

"Could it be the master of this world, Yundu Tianzun?"

This kind of domineering tone is far from what ordinary monks dare to say, after all, when cultivating to such a state, every word and deed is in line with the Great Dao, once something violates the will of heaven and earth, it will provoke great cause and effect.

"It's not the tone of Yundu Tianzun, the deeds of that existence are still circulating in ancient times, he is a humble sword gentleman, and it is not his style to be wild and flamboyant. ”

After all, Yundu Tianzun was the Tianzun giant of the Intercepting Heaven Sect in the Middle Ages, and his influence was quite great, and some of the great sects with a long inheritance still preserved his quite complete records.

"The sword aura is soaring, wild and domineering, even if it is far away for thousands of years, you can still feel its uninhibited and contemptuous demeanor, I really don't know which one is the hero. ”

Emperor Yunxiao, who was hidden in the shadows, was amazed, he himself was also a sword cultivator, and just by the words imprinted on this Heavenly Sword Peak, he could tell the level of the opponent's sword cultivation level.

After waiting for half an hour, the Xuanguang above this Blood Sword Peak suddenly converged, and with a thunderclap explosion, the peak cracked, and endless sword qi gushed out, turning into thousands of sword lights and scattering in all directions.

There were no less than one or two thousand monks gathered here, one was just stunned, and hundreds of people were directly pierced by the sudden sword qi, and the terrible and panicked screams were all together.

Among them, there was a brilliant sword light, which went straight to the door of Emperor Yunxiao, and the speed was so fast that it set off a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this, Emperor Yunxiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his hands were folded, and surging mana poured out from the dantian, pulling out a shield in the shape of a Taiji wheel, and directly encircling the sword qi.

Bang Bang Bang!

Just when Di Yunxiao thought that he could break this sword qi, the Taiji round wheel was suddenly poked out of a hole by that sword qi, and the brilliant sword light grazed his face and cut a small wound.

"Hey! There are some doorways, worthy of the sword qi of the supreme sword of the sword, and a random sword can actually break through the Gang pattern that this king has painstakingly condensed. ”

It was not only Di Yunxiao who encountered the same situation, but also some quasi-real and real people who had cultivated deeply, and they also underestimated the power of sword qi, and they all suffered a lot.

The most aggrieved person belonged to a quasi-real person who belonged to the Gui Sect, and without anyone noticing, the sword qi cut off his left arm, blood gushed, and the huge trauma instantly made his face pale.

"Indestructible, hard to break! This is not an ordinary sword qi, but a sword gang!"

The face of a well-informed old man changed wildly, and the difference between sword qi and sword gang was very different.

Jian Gang is the product of sword qi after compression and condensation, and the difference in power is ten times.

Perhaps some swordsmen can unleash hundreds of sword qi, but if they want to condense into a sword gang and release it, whether they can release ten indestructible sword gangs depends on luck.

After a full pillar of incense, the raging sword gang slashed all the living beings within three miles of the vicinity, and then flew back into the cracked Blood Sword Peak.

The sword light in the sky converged, and finally returned to silence, and even the original vision disappeared completely.

Under the bloody slaughter, nearly 2,000 monks of major forces only survived less than 100 people, and most of them were already frightened and trembling and did not dare to move.

Di Yunxiao also pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, he had four or five sword wounds on his body, due to the attachment of the sword qi, it would be difficult for him to repair the wound for a while, so he could only stand on a stone peak stained red with blood and grinned.

None of the surviving monks dared to explore the Blood Sword Peak again, and at this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky and rushed straight to the huge gap in the Blood Sword Peak. '