Ye Changtian looked at the Fifth Hongmeng, whose fighting intent was rising, and his gaze became cold.

All grievances and hatreds, dead people, the pain they carry, and the years of entanglement are like a long nightmare, entangled for three thousand years, and it is time for the curtain to end!

"Let's fight!"

The fifth Hongmeng stepped on the lotus seat, the lotus seat did not sink into the lake, but it collapsed in an instant, and a majestic momentum erupted from the fifth Hongmeng's body, and the lake water of the Hexian Lake swung outward, and the originally mild morning became cold at this moment.

Ye Changtian stared at Fifth Hongmeng, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he hooked a cold smile, "It seems that you have hidden a lot of strength in Shenlong Peak, but these are not enough." ”

Fifth Hongmeng looked at Ye Changtian expressionlessly, and said softly: "Ye Changtian, you are not qualified to go to the Immortal Realm, it is better to stay in Xuanling forever!"

Ye Changtian slowly clenched his hands, and said with an indifferent smile: "Whether you are qualified or not, I have the final say, not your fifth Hongmeng." ”

"Then I'll use my strength to stop you!"

Fifth Hongmeng's eyes became gloomy, and between raising his hands, the ten fingers of his hands overlapped and changed, forming a strange seal, and with the appearance of the seal, the destructive power suddenly spread to the surroundings.

"Purple qi comes from the east, and the qi of Hongmeng enters my heart and turns into a divine sword!"

The fifth Hongmeng shouted in a deep voice, the sky shook slightly, and one after another purple rays flew in, hovering in mid-air, intertwined, condensed and transformed, and a long knife flashing with purple rays emerged.

Ye Changtian's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the earth-shattering power in the strange long knife, his left hand stretched out to his waist, and the Nirvana Sword emerged, gently pressing the press spring, and Nirvana came out of the sheath by an inch.

Fifth Hongmeng waved his hand and took out a wisp of divine soul power from the center of his eyebrows and threw it at the condensed divine sword, and on the divine knife, mysterious runes slowly condensed.

"Ye Changtian, this is a stunt from ancient times, called the Purple Slashing Star Knife, and the people who have seen this knife are all dead. Now, you see it!"

Fifth Hongmeng stared at Ye Changtian coldly, roared in a deep voice, and shouted: "Na Ling, now!"

Ye Changtian saw a small knife appear in the fifth Hongmeng's hand, less than a foot, but looking at the color and style, it was exactly the same as the divine knife that appeared in the air.

"Do you use your own spirit as a spirit?"

Ye Changtian looked at this scene in surprise.

"Hehe, why not? Lose a little divine soul power, but as long as I can kill you, it's all worth it!"

Fifth Hongmeng shouted, the knife in his hand slashed downward, and the divine knife in the air galloped down, slashing towards Ye Changtian!

Snort!

The space seemed to be unable to withstand the sharp edge and speed, and cracks spread out.

Ye Changtian stared at the flying divine sword, and held the hilt of the Nirvana Sword with his right hand!

Brush!

The sword is unsheathed!

While!

The sword is sheathed!

The unsheath and the return to the sheath seem to occur at the same time, and it seems that the sword was never unsheathed.

Ye Changtian ignored the fallen divine sword, just looked at the fifth Hongmeng, and said softly: "Under the three-thousand-year-old Hongmeng Villa, there is more than three thousand years of sorrow buried, right? The crimes of the heavenly court are all from your hands, right? Those who die are difficult to count, always need to sacrifice with your life! I hope that you have already prepared for this day!"

Fifth Hongmeng watched in horror as the knife in his hand shattered inch by inch, his soul ached, the air power was mighty, and the powerful divine knife disappeared like this!

"How is this possible!"

The fifth Hongmeng was stunned, he never thought that it was such an ending, the stunt he was proud of, he couldn't even catch a simple trick in front of Ye Changtian?

is also a tribulation monk, why is there such a big gap?

"Did you kill Wen Shu and hurt Zuiwei?"

Ye Changtian stared

Looking at the fifth Hongmeng, he asked painfully.

"No way! I wouldn't lose like that!"

The fifth Hongmeng sealed with both hands, and a terrifying power was condensed in a square seal, in which there seemed to be a purple dragon coiled, and mysterious and obscure runes appeared on the square seal.

"Empty Swallowing Sigil!"

The fifth Hongmeng shouted, as if a dragon roar came out from the rune, and the rune suddenly became larger, like a small mountain, flashing with an ancient and powerful momentum, and slammed down towards Ye Changtian.

Bite!

An extreme sword light flew out from outside the fifth Hongmeng's shoulder, and in the fifth Hongmeng's shocked gaze, he saw Ye Changtian holding a sword in one hand, cutting through the rune seal, and splitting the Crane Immortal Lake!

The rune that was divided into two flew to both sides, and the powerful energy suddenly exploded, and the strong fluctuations made Song Tianxing and the others, who were dozens of miles away, feel a fear of destruction!

The water of Hexian Lake was knocked away, and it turned into water droplets in the air, and even the water droplets disappeared in an instant.

Ye Changtian held the Nietian Sword in his hand, and the purple light on the Nietian Sword slowly dispersed, approaching the Fifth Hongmeng step by step, and said coldly: "Fifth, I forgot to tell you, I am not a tribulation, I am an earth immortal!"

"What?"

Fifth Hongmeng looked at Ye Changtian in shock, and shouted with a frightened face: "Impossible, you haven't soared, how can you be an earth immortal!"

"The Six Emperors are the demons of the Holy Spirit Clan, and they can all become masters of the Heavenly Immortal level, have you said that it is impossible? Why can't others do it?"

Ye Changtian pointed his sword at the fifth Hongmeng and said.

"Hehe, is that so?"

Fifth Hongmeng lowered his hands gloomily, and a weak desolation emerged.

"Do you want to keep fighting?"

Ye Changtian stared at the fifth Hongmeng.

Fifth Hongmeng shook his head slightly and said, "There's no need. ”

Ye Changtian's sword was put into the sheath, his sharp gaze stared at the fifth Hongmeng's eyes, and said, "You will take out the Heaven Shaking Hammer Spirit Weapon and sneak attack me from the left side." ”

Fifth Hongmeng was stunned, and as soon as the Sky-Shaking Hammer in his hand appeared, he stopped his movements, and said with an ugly face: "Can you predict the future?"

Ye Changtian shook his head and said, "When a huge divine soul locks up a person, your aura will tell me your next move, which is a kind of divine soul perception, not a prediction of the future. ”

Fifth Hongmeng clenched the giant hammer in his hand, and finally sighed, Ye Changtian's strength is no longer something he can deal with, but, is it so admitted?

No way!

A flash of golden light flashed out, and nine pieces of gold leaf flew out, like a knife!

"Xuantian Ghost Chronicle?"

Ye Changtian stared, and between raising his hand, the power of the thick space suddenly came out, and the Xuantian Ghost Scroll that flew to his side stopped instantly.

"Nine Zhang! No wonder you can help the Six Emperors find Haotian Tower!"

Ye Changtian changed his hand suddenly, raised his hand and grabbed the Heaven Shaking Hammer that had been smashed down, condensed the Fifth Hongmeng that looked like a madness, and said, "Do you know what the power of the Earth Immortal is?"

Fifth Hongmeng's eyes widened, and wisps of cracks climbed on top of the Sky Shaking Hammer!

Bang!

The Sky Hammer is completely shattered!

Before the fifth Hongmeng could retreat, a cold light swept through the fifth Hongmeng's body!

Ye Changtian put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, put away the nine Xuantian Ghost Books, and took out the five Xuantian Ghost Books in his hand, and after superimposing them in order, the Xuantian Ghost Books formed a book again.

"You actually got the rest of the Xuantian Ghost Book?!"

Fifth Hongmeng shouted in disbelief.

"Ultimate Island was destroyed by you, and the Sky Shaking Hammer is Meng Changhe's spiritual weapon, and it actually fell into your hands!"

Ye Changtian looked at the Xuantian Ghost Book in his hand, a little bitter.

Textual undertaking

Carrying history, this is the heaviest bearing, it has civilization, there is barbarism, there is warmth, there is also desolation.

Does it all start from the exploration of antiquity, the worship of power, and the desire for artifacts?

Baili died because of this, Tang Tearhan had to act in a play when he was ascending in order to preserve the Xuantian Ghost Text, and the autumn wind fell in the evening, leaving a page of text, and Feng Li hated to protect this text, and he didn't dare to appear in Xuanling. Xian Wengzi is even more low-key, except for the occasional appearance to teach his three apprentices, there is almost no trace of her.

The Xuantian Ghost Records of Immortal Weng Zi and Feng Li's hatred are all in Ye Changtian's hands, there are five in total, but the fifth Hongmeng has nine sheets, in addition to Meng Changhe, Wen Shu, Zui Wei and his own four, he also plundered as many as five!

And among them, there are not only Fang Jinjin and Sang Chengyin, who have died, but also Xiao Xiangzhu, who has become a soul cultivator, Chu Tiankuo and Jiang Shuimo, who have no trace!

"What about me?!"

Fifth, Hongmeng shouted in a deep voice.

"You killed your brother!"

Ye Changtian put away the Xuantian Ghost Book, and walked towards the fifth Hongmeng step by step, and the killing machine reappeared!

"Ye Changtian, I don't have a choice!"

The fifth Hongmeng shouted!

Ye Changtian clasped his hands tightly and shouted: "Hehe, there is no choice for you! So, you chose to kill! I really want to know, in your heart, what is a brother? Is betrayal just a common thing for you?"

Fifth Hongmeng closed his eyes in pain and said, "I warned them, I only need the Xuantian Ghost Text, they chose to die! Xiaoxiangzhu is not dead, Fang is not dead now, haven't you thought about why? I don't want to kill my brother!"

"Hypocrisy!"

Ye Changtian shouted out, and said with red eyes: "Fifth, do you still want to exonerate yourself now? Why did Fang enter the Netherworld Secret Realm now? Dongfang has no regrets, isn't it that you are cooperating with the execution? You banished Xiaoxiangzhu in the Black Tomb Forest, how is this different from death?"

"Tell me, what are you for? With your talent, it's not a problem to ascend to the Immortal Realm, right? Why are you so ruthless, to your brother, to your brother's wife, to your brother's daughter?"

The fifth Hongmeng shouted at Ye Changtian: "I say it again, I didn't kill Wen Shu, let alone hurt Zuiwei! That's right, Sang Chengyin was killed by me, and Fang's entry into the Netherworld Secret Realm is also a condition for the Holy Land to promise Fang to save the Sea Clan now, I told Fang to do it now! Xiaoxiangzhu was also exiled by me, and Chu Tiankuo and Jiang Shuimo were also killed by me, but I definitely didn't hurt Wen Shu and Zuiwei!"

"Chu Tiankuo and Jiang Shuimo are dead!"

Ye Changtian's heart was a little sour.

The once infinite scenery of the twelve friends, the death of the dead, the separation of the discrete, the betrayal of betrayal, the ascension of the ascension, now how many people are left?

"Who harmed Wen Shu and Zuiwei!"

Ye Changtian asked.

Fifth Hongmeng shook his head slightly and said, "You don't need to know, he is dead. ”

"I need an answer!"

Ye Changtian said coldly.

Fifth Hongmeng shook his head and said, "Ye Changtian, knowing the answer will make more people suffer. You just need to know one thing, Wen Shu's revenge has been avenged! Zuiwei's revenge has also been avenged! The person who hurt them is dead, and that's enough. ”

Ye Changtian gritted his teeth, his cheeks trembled slightly, and said, "Can't you tell me the truth by this time?"

Fifth Hongmeng took out a sword, pointed at Ye Changtian, and said, "Why do you have to be the truth? It's good that you know the result, don't ask about the meaningless past!"

Ye Changtian waved his hand casually, and a faint blue flame of light rose up, looked at the fifth Hongmeng, and said: "This is the last wisp of Fang Jin's remnant soul, do you think the deceased needs to comfort with the truth?!"