The battle of nine products is rare in the world.

As soon as you enter the Nine Pins, the distance between spirituality and the mundane gradually widens, and the Nine Pins seem to have entered another world. Jiupin spirituality rarely appears in the world, and rarely participates in worldly disputes, just like adults don't snatch children's things, it's not that they can't grab them, but children care, most of them don't look down on it, it's useless, what they want, most of the children don't have.

This has also formed the consensus of the entire spiritual world: the spirituality above the ninth rank does not ask about the world, does not participate in secular battles, the nine grades of the human race will not kill low-level evil spirits for no reason, and the nine-rank night clan will not slaughter the low-level monks of the human race, although there is no explicit rule, but everyone will consciously abide by this, one is to hold their own identity, and the other is to conform to the rules of the avenue of racial reproduction.

This is also related to the understanding of the world by the spiritual practitioners, who are no longer able to find pleasure in the world, and who spend most of their time in retreat, chasing eternal life and understanding the spiritual path, and have no time to participate in these boring ant battles.

Only after entering the Nine Grades will spiritual cultivation realize the joy of cultivation and the meaning of cultivation, will it understand its own insignificance and the infinity of its spiritual path, and will it understand the difficulties of the spiritual path and the preciousness of time.

If the spiritual cultivation below the ninth grade is a carefree child, then stepping into the ninth grade will open up the childhood, with pressure, sorrow, and helplessness;

When a person steps into the Nine Grades, he will be classified into a school, or cultivating the gods, or cultivating the sword, or cultivating the Tao, and the first meaningful choice is related to the spiritual path in the future.

And other races into the nine products, there will be earth-shaking changes, take the evil spirit, the nine evil spirits into the night clan, called the night spirit, the night spirit can not only change the human form, can speak well, understand people, know yin and yang, but what is more terrifying is the wisdom of the night spirit.

The birth of each night spirit is the death of countless living beings, the wisdom of the night spirit comes from countless souls, countless soul memories give the night people extremely rich insight and experience, each night spirit has a memory that exceeds their lifespan several times or even dozens of times, thousands of years, or even ten thousand years.

Therefore, people and night spirits compete with each other, unless they are gifted, they will be defeated, night spirits are fickle, they are a synthesis of countless souls, they are changing at any time, and no one can figure out their thoughts, so the human race never has a word to deal with night spirits, and they will stab when they draw their swords.

From Zhuang Siye Zhuang Yang, if he doesn't say a word, he will move his sword.

To the white-clothed Chen Mo couldn't say a word, and the sword came out together.

And now Jiupin has made a move, and the sword qi is fully open, no one is playing scheming with the night spirit, let alone anyone reasoning with the night spirit, and this evil and cold-blooded thing, there is nothing to talk about.

Bang!bang!bang......

The dazzling meteor sword qi pierced through the black mist, and the sky burst into silver fireworks, dazzling, and the night spirit roared and flew high, dodging the sword flower.

The silver long sword rose from the ground, like a meteor rushing into the night sky, and the white light illuminated the person, this was a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a handsome face, the man had an angry face and a murderous aura at this time, and the long sword turned into a star and stabbed the night spirit.

The night spirit stared at the person who came, and his six claws moved in unison, drawing circles one after another, Fang Yuan's yin qi was mobilized by him, forming layers of circular black curtains, he hid behind the scenes, and no one knew his plans.

The thin nine-rank swordsman sneered, and went forward, pointing at the black curtain with his sword, poof! The silver light broke through a layer, and the meteor went straight up, passing through scene after scene.

The star, the sword, and the man seem to have become eternal.

At least in the eyes of Fourth Master Zhuang, Zhuang Yang forgot the pain on his body, and his eyes were hot: "Unstoppable, unstoppable, this is the sword!

"Yes, I can see the demeanor of my predecessors today, old and decayed...... No regrets!" the old darthead's eyes lit up, and his face was satisfied.

Chen Mo, a woman in white, looked at the sky with an indifferent expression, and there was something more in her indifference, as if she understood and seemed to be confused.

The silver streamer pierced the last layer of the canopy, and he was greeted by the six claws of the night spirit, the claws were about to become afterimages, each claw cut through the starlight, he did not hide, he was also a ninth grade, he was not afraid of the enemy.

A meteor was instantly fragmented by countless claws, the meteor fell, the claws trapped the sword, everyone was shocked, but the thin man holding the sword sneered meaninglessly, the long sword was bent, and then shot out in an instant, the light of an instant was better than a meteor.

The night spirit screamed in surprise and flapped his wings to dodge, and the man sneered, "It's late!"

Sting!

The long sword pierced, strangled, the night spirit abandoned the car to protect the handsome, and in an instant the wounded claw blocked the long sword, and the pain of the severed limb hit the heart, the night spirit screamed, and the cicada wings vibrated rapidly, and the sound of wind and thunder in the sky was loud, and the night spirit roared and fled!

"I want to escape!" the man sneered, turned over and spun, man and sword became one again, turned into a meteor again, and chased through the air!

The night spirit roared, vibrating the cicada's wings, no matter how fast the speed was, the sound of wind and thunder roared, and the fast was no longer visible, but the meteor still bit tightly behind him, and could always stab him with a sword.

From the screams and roars of the eidolin, everyone could tell the location of the eidolin, he was just before the meteor, and not far away.

As for where it was stabbed, it is not difficult to guess, the roar is getting quieter, the meteor is far away, and everyone can't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Senior, gone?"

"Let's go!" Chen Mo in white answered, and the woman stepped on the black spirit horse and bowed: "Brother Zhuang, old gentleman, goodbye!"

Zhuang Yang replied stunned: "Goodbye!"

Until the two spirit horses disappeared, he and the old dart head and the others could not come back to their senses, and they were still thinking about the follow-up battle.

The old dart shook his head and sighed: "What the old man has seen in his life is the most bizarre tonight, the nine-rank evil spirit, the holy envoy of the Divine Sect, and the nine-rank swordsman, these are all stars in the sky! This night can be worth half a lifetime of conversation!"

The old dart head suddenly thought of something, and slapped his thigh, "Oops! Why did you forget? The night spirit broke a claw? Find it! That's a baby!"

......

"Miss, this Jiupin is a little strange!" the little girl said how she felt in her heart.

"What's strange?"

"Jiupin fights, it's all up to the point, this Jiupin doesn't say anything when he sees the killer, it looks like he's going to chase and kill to the end!, isn't it strange?" The little girl tilted her head and looked puzzled.

The woman smiled faintly: "Today, he is in a bad mood!"

"How do you know?" the little girl had a star in her eye.

The woman smiled: "Under the night sky, I don't get along with the temple, I don't get along with the old and dead, and the meteor envoy won't save the people in my temple, this one is angry somewhere, and he happened to meet the night spirit!"

The little girl giggled: "I see, I'll just say... I'll just say...... So, the night spirit is also quite unlucky, being used as a punching bag in the middle of the night, chopped off his hands, and I don't know if he can survive?"

The woman shook her head slightly, she didn't answer, she looked at the night ahead, her heart became heavy, the rain was still falling, the sky seemed to be darker, the black was terrible!

"The Rain Temple's calculations are inaccurate, and the distance is missed. ”

"The Eidolon intercepted halfway, without deviation. ”

"Who the hell is it?"

"Why!"