"Boom!"

In an instant, the heavens shook, and a blazing white pillar of light shot straight out from the huge sea of fire vortex, completely composed of the purest flames, several zhang thick, with incomparable might, towards the boundless thunder.

Above the sky, far above the end of the sky, far beyond the usual eyes, thunder light fell.

Rumble!

Blue light collided with red light.

The whole world fell into a moment of stagnation, like the heavens shattered, the deepest dead silence before the world shattered. In an instant, the wind overflowed, suddenly appeared, and surged into the whole world.

The ripples of the collision spread out, sweeping everything in its path to smithereens. Outside the Xuanhuo Altar, the huge palace group that was originally dozens of zhang high turned into nothingness under this overflowing strong wind. Even the mountains and valleys collapsed, and as far as the eye could see, all that was left was devastation.

Ancient forests, majestic mountains, all disappeared in the collision. The vibration stretched from the Xuanhuo Altar in southern Xinjiang to the ancient Qingyun Mountain.

The huge dragon head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons retreated, and the power of the great shore seemed to be unable to stop even the end of the world, and it was transmitted to an unknown place.

The dragon's head was raised, and its mouth was opened to the sky. A "pure fire" without any impurities, without any noise, the most terrible and purest in the world, which can burn everything in heaven and earth, spews out blatantly!

Without a trace of heat leaking out, this round pillar of fire was as pure as jade, penetrating through the thunder.

The world of thunder shattered.

"Aang!"

A huge dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, faintly carrying the meaning of pain and exhaustion, from beyond the Incense Valley, above the heavenly dome, above the huge dragon head, the crystal huge dragon eyes were dimmed.

The white flame was also completely extinguished.

The thunder gathered again, and the thunder light was even more massive than before, and the huge whirlpool stretched from the Incense Valley in southern Xinjiang to the middle earth, the black clouds suppressed the heavens and the earth, and the wind howled, and a burning sulfur smell permeated the entire world.

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragons have been injured under the thunder.

The Ghost King finally stood up, and a hint of yin wind suddenly appeared.

His hand kept drawing, each stroke seemed to exhaust all his mental strength, a simple but mysterious character, appeared in the sky, among the characters, a simple small Ding hung in the air, not afraid of the thunder in the sky.

"Crunch!"

A faint sound of shattering came, and on the other side of the high platform, on the other side of the direction that the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon had broken through, small cracks appeared in the sky, and the sound of clicking kept sounding, and after a while, this small crack had turned into a broken sky.

The sky was like a mirror that had been punched, and a huge hole had been opened.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A strange blood-red color pierced through the void, revealing from a distant unknown, and a strong bloody aura permeated the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye.

The ghost king slowly raised his right hand and looked, and in the palm of his right hand, a blood-red inscription clearly emerged from the flesh and blood at this moment, shaped like an ancient tripod, vigorous and powerful, strange and inexplicable.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, and in an instant a powerful force burst out from him, and he could almost see tiny tiny rays of blood pulsing around his hand like tiny lightning, and the hollow shattered again as if overwhelmed.

An abyss so huge that everyone imagined that it tore through the cracks in the world from the void and penetrated it.

In the abyss, endless blood red filled it, four ancient spirit beasts were dying, endless blood appeared, the intense blood vapor steamed up, every corner was a whistling red light and shadow, and countless blood qi frantically surged to the Fulong Ding suspended in the sky.

On the ancient and clumsy ancient ding, the originally pale mysterious inscriptions lit up one by one, with a strange rhythm, turning into blood-colored words, and a mysterious and demonic voice sounded in the air, like an old and lonely ancient demon spirit.

The blood-red color surged through the entire Fulong Ding like a tide, turning it into a red shining monster, and the blood and qi surrounded the demonic face on the front of Gu Dingding's body, completely devouring this hideous demon!

The condensation of blood qi was like blood, completely covering the heavenly firmament, and the roaring sound could not even suppress the thunder in the sky, and it was completely spread.

On the other side, Xiaohuan's eyes were full of solemnity, even though the punishment of heaven could not interfere with her in the slightest, but for her, acting against the sky now knows that it is difficult.

The boundless ghost is still surging in the boundless, as if the soul of the whole world has been summoned, but it is bound by the ancient power that sings faintly on the high platform, and no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape.

"Return, Sleeping Soul of the Nine Heavens, Lost Spirit......"

The deep voice continued to sound, through the abyss of death, through the swamp of death, and the endless East Sea, singing in every corner of the world.

Beside her, four different blue and black rays of light continued to fall, pouring into the spiritualist platform at her feet......

In the hollow that the sky shattered, the blood and qi rushed like a tide, and the piercing whistling sound roared endlessly, and the blood in the blood pool began to boil, holding the sky to the ground.

On Fulongding, the demon's face also seemed to have been brought to life, its brilliance flowing, and a pair of blood-red eyes trembled slightly as if it were spiritual.

The Ghost King ignored it at all, and instead plunged his hand into his chest, and a stream of blood spurted out.

The blood seemed to be alive, spreading upwards and injecting into the blood-red Fulongding.

On the quaint and bewitching fixation, a faint red shadow looms, becoming clearer and clearer in the twisting struggle, to pass through the shackles of the unknown and descend on this world.

Shura!

A huge crimson tentacle, as sharp as a knife around it, stabbed down from the red shadow on Fu Longding, like a huge scythe, poking out. The blazing river of blood roared, and from the abyss, countless strange red blood rays radiated, reflecting the heavens and the earth in blood red.

The Ghost King roared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out onto the terrifying tentacles. The runes on the Fulong Ding became clearer and clearer, and the mysterious and strange red shadow giant claw finally raised and headed towards the sky.

At the moment when the ghost king sacrificed Fu Longding, the ghost Li did not stand up slowly.

The sound of breaking the sky came.

A broken sword, stuck upside down in front of him, looks like a stone not a stone, like a jade but not a jade, the form is clumsy but has its own majesty. He reached out and finally grasped the sword.

Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

On the mountain behind Qingyunmen, the entire huge altar trembled, and an abundant and extremely powerful force erupted. On the top of the seven main peaks, the seven ordinary earth pits seemed to be summoned by something, and the various colors of light lit up one by one, and the light became more and more abundant, and finally turned into a rainbow of light, dazzling and dazzling, and went straight to the sky.

The brilliant rainbow light rose into the sky and plunged into the thunder in the sky, and even heaven and earth could not stop this terrifying celestial phenomenon, tearing the thunder light open a crack. The rainbow light began to spin rapidly, and a huge crack slowly opened in the sky, revealing its true face.

High in the sky, a flickering and changing moon was revealed in the crack that was broken by the rainbow light driven by the great power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, all kinds of colors of brilliance flickered on this psychedelic phantom moon, emitting a beautiful and mysterious light.

This is the real Zhuxian Sword, the real Phantom Moon.

This is his destiny.

Five fingers folded!

The rainbow tore open the sky, the wind and clouds rolled, and the phantom moonlight above the sky was magnificent, and the colorful lights kept shining, converging into a huge pillar of light, falling from the sky, enveloping the ghostly figure.

"Hea......"

With a long roar, the sound entered the clouds, and the ghost slowly raised the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and as the ancient sword rose, it shone on the entire heaven and earth.

The crimson blood stretched out, like a terrifying demon with teeth and claws in midair, and the tumbling blood and qi were all spinning rapidly, facing the thunder.

The round white flames burned, distorting the sky slightly, floating quietly in mid-air, slowly drifting towards the thunder.

In the hands of the ghost, the white pillar of light was like the dance of heaven and man, and a huge heroic light soared into the sky and galloped for nine days, and the heavens and the earth changed color. The power of brilliance tore through the sky and slashed towards the thunder in the sky.

Above the heavenly dome, the boundless thunder was finally shattered.

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, the Four Spirit Blood Array, and the Zhuxian Sword, the three most powerful forces in the Zhuxian world, the power that does not belong to the human world, finally smashed the heavenly punishment for the first time.

Rumble!

Above the sky, the blood-red glowing star suddenly brightened, and with Xiaohuan's movements, under the suppression of Wan Jian and a few people, the overwhelming ghost finally fell into an abrupt silence.

The yin wind came, and after losing the heavenly punishment, a terrifying sense of coldness finally emerged, and among the ghosts that stretched for hundreds of miles, one after another screams and wails sounded.

Xiaohuan kept moving, stretched out her hand, and with her movements, the boundless ghost slowly lit up, and tens of thousands of dark blue rays finally surpassed the sea of yin souls and appeared.

Above the sky, seven milky white planets transcended the boundary between day and night, and appeared on the subtle light of the day, and a trace of white light penetrated through and converged towards Xiaohuan's body.

Glowing confusion to death, the master of Beidou is born!

Xiaohuan's hand, the milky white light entangled, and with her guidance, the tens of thousands of dark blue lights finally lit up, and in front of her, a golden bell and a stone were shrouded in milky white light, and suddenly the light was bright......

The thunder broke, and the boundless muffled sound finally resounded throughout the world. Above the sky, the torn crack trembled, extending its power to the depths of the earth, and the black cloud suddenly contracted, leaving only a brief silence.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound resounded throughout the world, exploding in this heaven and earth. With this loud noise, as if an order had been received, immediately after, countless similar loud noises came from the void, each loud noise, making Gao Tai shake slightly.

A flash of thunder.

The thunder in the sky shrank, leaving only this electric ray, the blue converged to a deep and deep depth, and the pure white electric light quietly appeared under the black clouds.

The world has become a static picture.

In another moment, the thunder light fell with a bang.