With Dorjee's roar, the demon wolves above the large group of spiritual power in the air also roared together. The huge blue sword also danced faster and faster, as if a hollow sword had been injected into the endless sea water, and these waters rippled faintly under the blowing force of the primordial wind of the space.

Roar!

Dorjee roared again, and the demon wolf roared again, and then spit out more blue energy. The blue sword became more and more solid and clear, and finally turned into a smaller sword in Dorjee's expectation.

"Dang!" Dorjee turned into a human figure, grabbed the sword, and danced in the wind in the void.

"Master, your master gave me a magic decision that you will use when you are in danger. Dorjee thought to himself: "I think you need it at this time, so I used it!"

"Woo! Open Heaven Nine Swords!" Dorjee slowly unleashed the blue sword in his hand, and as the sword light flashed, a cloud of mist gradually calmed down in the rage, and then turned into a cloud and rose into the sky.

"The sword of gathering the sky, the sword is moving and quiet. ”

"The sword that drives the sky, the sword dances and the clouds are born. ”

"The sword that shakes the sky, the sword comes out and the sky moves. ”

"The sword that splits the sky, the sword is useless. ”

Wow!

The four swords flashed through the Tai Chi space, and there was a drastic change, and the power of the countless riots gradually calmed down and then turned into clouds, and then slowly flew to a higher place in the sword dance wind.

The blue sword disappeared, and the Tai Chi space stabilized. The Nine Swords of the Open Heaven Dorjee could only cast four swords, and the back was too high, and the energy required was too huge, and he didn't have the ability to swing the weapon.

When Dorjee's last sword was cast, the blue sword disappeared, and the whole person collapsed, his consciousness was heavy, and he floated in the void and fell into a deep sleep. The demon wolves surrounded him in the middle and watched the gradually calming leader Dorjee, this leader's eighth-order strength dared to block the life of the middle for the peace of this space, which was worthy of their protection.

Lihuo and Zhenlei suddenly saw a change in their despair, and even saw Dorjee in the air performing swordsmanship, and suddenly became happy. After the space returned to calm, both of them withdrew their spiritual power, and the space was stable, and the owner did not hinder them, and they also put their minds at ease.

"Uncle Dorjee, you've worked hard!" shed a tear from the fire.

"Barely met the owner. Thunder also cried.

But after a short sadness, they all laughed, the sky was still so blue, and they were still so real.

However, danger always comes inadvertently, and the calm and lofty space between the lightning and flint suddenly collapses completely. The unprecedented energy came overwhelmingly, and in an instant, the entire Tai Chi space fell into a confusion, and a black force shuttled wantonly through the entire space.

At this time, Dorjee was in the sleeping demon wolf, and without Dorjee's guidance, he didn't know how to use his swordsmanship, and Zhenlei and Lihuo closed their eyes helplessly. After all, they can't escape this sad joke, and they, the master, and Dorjee are the protagonists of this tragedy.

"Ding!" The Qingqiu Cifu on the Taiji diagram suddenly emitted a strong blue light, and the vortex crown next to him also opened his blue eyes. A streak of blue swept across the void, and a vast expanse of energy descended from an infinite distance.

"Is it public opinion?" he couldn't laugh out loud, he didn't know if this energy could stabilize the space.

"The treasure of national fortune has brought the will of all the people of Qingqiu country. Zhen Lei opened his eyes: "The master said that public opinion is the most powerful force in the world, and all difficulties and setbacks are penniless under public opinion. ”

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, a powerful group of strange soldiers sat on top of the demon wolf, directing the demon wolf to fly in all directions. The Qingqiu public opinion is driving away the evil energy, the destructive energy that collapses and scatters.

The places where these demon wolf knights passed were all clear, and all the gray mist seemed to fly high into the air, and in just a quarter of an hour, the world returned to calm. The clear air rises and rises, the turbid air falls and falls, the air is empty and empty, and the heaven and earth are divided into upper and lower spaces and slowly stabilize.

A huge lake appeared in the distance, and black energy surrounded it, and the lake appeared to be sparkling and the water was surging.

Dorjee woke up and stood up from the fire and thunder, and Taijitu slowly stopped. The Qingqiu knights disappeared with the demon wolf, and they formed a new battle force and partnership, saving Zhan Qingyu at the most tense moment.

The Nine Swords opened the sky to make the wild energy in the space lose its foundation, and the vortex power crown and Qingqiu Cifu mobilized the will of all the people of the Qingqiu country to help Zhan Qingyu Taiji space stabilize again, and a huge lake appeared in the originally waterless Taiji space.

"Welcome to the Lord of the Kingdom!" The next moment, the Qingqiu knight got off the demon wolf and bowed respectfully under the Taiji diagram

Jingshui Wushan is a mysterious mountain in the Western Regions and even in the Xuan Netherworld. It is too mysterious for people to dare to approach, only the power of the witch clan extends and rages here, and the mysterious aura lasts here for a long time.

Killing is the most fundamental reason for the existence of the Wu Clan, and only the practice of killing allows them to stay away from the mortal dust, and put themselves in the Wu Mountain to cleanse themselves of their sins with magical mirror water.

The Wu Clan is a race that is completely different from any cultivator, they do not practice human Taoism, they only worship the power from the Endless Nine Shades.

This power is different from all known powers, it is completely contrary to what is known. Full of destruction and obscurity, with primitiveness and wildness.

The world of the Witch Clan is far away from the world and the hustle and bustle of the world, and they not only have powerful witchcraft and powerful war horses, but also have mysterious guardian beasts.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Wu clan flourished, but I don't know why it has disappeared now. Nowadays, only a small number of cultivators know about it, but they don't dare to go deep into it.

Sitting in the ancient cave, Demo Xiaoya told the master about Zhan Qingyu, and Gulsifa was an old man who couldn't see his face clearly and couldn't feel his breath. A gray outfit almost blends into the rocks behind him, and his entire body is covered with clothing, and even his head and face are not exposed.

"Master!" Demo Xiaoya also changed into a strange outfit, shirtless short skirt, looking capable and shrewd. With a sad face, she knelt down in front of the old man: "Master save me!"

The old man didn't move, or he couldn't see the old man move, but the old man had already turned around and sent out a mysterious magic power towards Zhan Qingyu.

Disturbed by this power, Zhan Qingyu hurriedly dodged and ran behind Demo Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, I'm so scared"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Demo Xiaoya comforted Zhan Qingyu: "There's nothing to be afraid of when Master is treating you, Xiaoya is here to accompany you, good!"

The intimate action made the old man in front of him suddenly reveal his face, a face with endless vicissitudes of life, and the ravines seemed to carry endless years. But if you look closely, there is an inexplicable ancient atmosphere, she is a great witch, and she is the most powerful person on Wushan today.

Looking at the young man in front of him, the Great Witch Gulli Sifa was shocked and thought for a long time, and spoke in the pleading voice of Demo Xiaoya.

"Have you decided to take this step?"

"Yes, Master!" Demo Xiaoya knelt on the ground and said reverently, "I am willing to do anything to heal him." ”

"The dust may not be worth the loss. Gulcifer's words were devoid of emotion, mechanically trying to reverse De Mo's thoughts.

"He doesn't necessarily belong to you, maybe it's your calamity. "The power of the Great Witch penetrated Zhan Qingyu's sea of knowledge, and he vaguely saw the high sky and vast land within the sea of knowledge.