Bang!

At the next moment when the Bull Head Phantom wrapped Tu's figure, nine sword lights instantly swooped in, and then slammed into the Bull Head Phantom.

Under the fierce attack of the nine sword lights, the bull-headed phantom was directly shattered in response. However, shattering the Bull Head Phantom, the nine sword lights seemed to be exhausted and slowly dissipated.

And the bull's head phantom dissipated, and Tuzhi's face also became slightly stunned. The fluctuations emitted by the nine sword lights before that definitely did more than just deal this damage. Therefore, after using the Great Bull Emperor, he summoned the Futian Bull Demon Armor without stopping.

But it seems that it is not used.

"There is a terrifying momentum in the air, but it is not too lethal. ”

Tuzhi's eyes narrowed, and after staring at the white light figure in the center for a few breaths, he suddenly reacted.

"The power of that thing is gradually returning!"

Tu Zhimeng gritted his teeth, and finally came back to his senses from the faintly climbing aura around the white light figure.

The previous Nine Sword Lights probably only had momentum, but did not have the corresponding lethality. But it seems that the power of the white light figure is gradually recovering.

"It is essential to get out of here before he is fully recovered. ”

Tuzhi took a deep breath and immediately cast his gaze around. However, the space was dark, and there was no idea where to go out.

And Tuzhi found that where he came, there was no shadow of a door at all.

"I'm afraid this is an enchantment that can only be opened from the outside. ”

Tuzhi sighed softly. If that's the case, I'm afraid I'm the turtle in the urn.

"It looks like it's just going to be a matter of delay. ”

Tuzhi's fists clenched. At this time, there is no way out, so there is only one way to consume. After all, the white light figure didn't look like a real person, and it was very likely that it was just a remnant soul of the sect master of the Western Sword Sect.

And for such a thing as a remnant soul, the power is absolutely irreversible. In other words, although the power of this white light figure is climbing, after climbing to the top, it is the moment when it dissipates on its own.

Thinking about this, Tu Zhi did not retreat indiscriminately, but cautiously stayed in place. Next, I'm afraid it's a tug-of-war.

......

A terrifying storm swept in from somewhere, alarming many forces to immediately set their eyes on the center of the storm.

There, there seems to be some huge palace, standing in the middle of the desert.

In the Xuanyuan of the Silkworm Academy.

"The vision of heaven and earth, this storm...... I'm afraid there are some relics in the world. ”

An old man sat on the chess table, touching his gray beard, and his figure slowly dissipated from the spot silently.

At the same time as the old man's figure dissipated, there were also figures among the many forces, quickly approaching the place where the storm originated. For a time, the originally inaccessible desert was scattered with large and small forces, all moving in the same direction - the place where the storm originated!

And when some people slowly stood outside the huge palace, some of the older people were shocked.

The Ten Thousand Swords Barge Wall, could it be that it is the remnant of the sect master of the Western Sword Sect who dominated the side many years ago?

The news spread like lightning, and the large and small forces in this place for thousands of miles were the first to learn the news of the appearance of the sect master of the Western Sword Sect. For a while, the desert area is also more lively.

......

"It's getting tougher. ”

Bang!

A figure dressed in scarlet armor was smashed away by a white light figure, but the figure in scarlet armor didn't seem to be too injured, but a slight crack appeared on the armor.

Tuzhi crossed his arms to protect his chest, allowing the force to blast him away. At this time, he had been confronting this white light figure for half an hour. In the past half an hour, the power of the white light figure was rapidly recovering, and even Tuzhi gradually felt that he could not parry.

"Breakthrough to the Human Source Realm!"

Just thinking about it, the pupils of the figure shrank suddenly. I saw that the white light figure spread out in nine circles of light above his head, and then his momentum continued to rise. In the end, he directly crossed the barrier of the Open Soul Realm and stepped into the level of the Human Source Realm.

The breathless pressure swept over abruptly, and Tuzhi did not hesitate to retreat and pull away for a distance.

In the darkness, a pair of white light figures stared at Tuzhi tightly. It seems that with the recovery of strength, Lingzhi has also improved a lot.

I saw the lips of the white light figure slowly squirming, and the hoarse voice sounded flat in the dark space.

"I can't imagine that one day, such a filthy thing as the holder of the cursed fetal spirit will dare to break into the tomb of this sect. It seems that my Western Sword Sect is now in decline......"

The corners of Tuzhi's mouth twitched slightly, if it weren't for the conditions, he wanted to scold back. What is the filth of the Cursed Fetal Spirit Holder?

"If you kill yourself, I can leave you a whole corpse. ”

The white light figure suddenly turned his head towards Tuzhi and said slowly.

"He's another idiot who wants to be caught at every turn. ”

Tu Zhi snorted coldly, this Western Sword Sect Sect Master had a fight with Ma Yuan, and he wanted people to give up resistance at every turn, or even commit suicide.

"Idiot, dare to scold this sect idiot, you are still the first one. ”

When the white light figure heard this, his tone was also cold: "Since you don't know how to lift, then this sect will give you a ride!"

"Buddhism's swordsmanship, one sword opens mountains and rivers!"

There seemed to be a scene of mountains and rivers flashing under his eyes, and the lips of the white light figure swallowed, and a golden sword of light spat out from his mouth. Then the white light figure held the sword and held it, and its momentum soared.

I saw the white light figure raise his hands high, and then slashed down with a sword.

The golden light erupted, and an extremely dazzling golden sword light swept away with a piercing sonic boom. Tu's pupils shrank sharply, and he turned around and ran.

However, even if the speed of the figure was exerted to the extreme, the golden sword light still caught up at a faster speed. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Tuzhi took a deep breath, and the power of the curse gushed out.

"Shadow Attack Finger!"

"Quenching the Chill Palm!"

The invisible storm focused on the golden sword light, and then the explosion set off a violent wind, sending the figure back a little distance. Immediately afterwards, Tuzhi stretched out his ice-blue left palm and slapped it in the air.

Bang!

The sharp cold qi was blown away just by shining on the surface, and the momentum of the golden sword light continued unabated, and finally it slammed into the Futian Bull Demon Armor, bursting out with an astonishing golden light, as if dividing the dark space into two halves for a while.

The golden light exploded violently, lasting for several breaths, and then a figure fled from it in disarray.

I saw that every step of the map, the Futian Bull Demon Armor was shattered inch by inch. In order to prevent the golden sword light, Tu Zhi was already equivalent to using the Three Origin Techniques.

"The Human Source Realm is really not something that the Open Soul Realm can match. ”

Tu Zhi sighed lightly, and the current confrontation scene seemed to have once again put him in a dead end.

Without waiting for the picture to think about it too much, I saw that the white light figure had already raised the golden sword again, and his expression was indifferent.