The Sumeru Spiritual Realm is a blessed land, a world of its own, full of spiritual energy, dense, and the scene is filled with white mist.

On the top of the holy mountain, Guili and Reverse Tiantong stood in the cave, squinting their eyes and looking around, looking at everything in the cave with a solemn face.

"Holy Maiden, the place of the seal is at the bottom of Mount Meru, if you want to open the seal, in addition to the blood jade, you must also have seven spirit swords!"

"Seven spirit swords?"

Ghost Li rolled her eyes and looked questioningly.

"Seven Peaks Sword Sect, each Peak Sect has a spirit sword, and each Spirit Sword has a successor, Dongyang Sword Emperor Fu Renhe, Nanyang Sword Nangong Saburo, Xiyang Sword Luo Cheng, Beiyang Sword Beiye Wu, Ziyang Sword Mu Qingfeng, Xuyang Sword Emperor Fu Shaoyang, Tianyang Sword Xiao Tian, these people are not simple!"

After hearing these words, a cold light leaked from Gui Li's eyes, and she asked in a cold voice, "Next, what are we going to do?"

Against Tiantong, a sneer leaked from the corner of his mouth, and Yin Yu said: "It's very simple, one word, rob!"

On a hill, several sword-wielding disciples of Dongyang Peak were hidden in the jungle, their faces full of caution, observing everything on the trail.

Duan Qing, holding a long sword in his hand, turned his eyes, and cautiously walked slowly on the path.

The disciples of Dongyang Peak, led by him, saw Duan Qing alone, their eyes were happy, and they waved their hands and signaled to attack.

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

Three sword qi shot towards Duan Qing at a rapid pace.

Seeing this, Duan Qing's pupils dilated, and he instantly pounced into the distance, and a carp straightened up and stood up again.

"Who's sneaky, come out for me!"

At this moment, above the ground, there was a shaking, and a green rattan armor strip shot out quickly from the ground, hanging Duan Qing in the air.

The Dongyang Peak disciple led by him walked out of the grass, took off the jade plate on Duan Qing's body, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said excitedly: "Fifty-three!"

The moment the jade plate was taken off, Duan Qing was teleported into the array and directly sent back to the Dongyang Peak Hall, and at the same time, there were already thousands of people in the hall, and their faces were full of regret.

There is no doubt that these are the people who have just been eliminated.

On the trunk of the tree, Xiao Tian leaned against the trunk of the tree, taking in everything, and a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"The praying mantis flutters the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind!"

"Huh~!"

An afterimage streaked across the sky, and Xiao Tian returned to the trunk of the tree again, and there was already an extra generation of jade plaques in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I want it!" Xiao Tian smiled at the corner of his mouth.

On the ground, the three disciples of Dongyang Peak were stunned for a moment, and they were directly sent out by the teleportation array.

Mount Meru, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the ravines are deep, very steep, the mountains are towering, soaring up tens of thousands of meters, and at the foot of the mountain, the trees of 100 meters high grow in the deep mountains, overgrown with weeds, thorns all over the ground, and there is a white mist around it.

On the mountainside, outside a cave, Nangong Saburo holds a sword in his right hand.

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

In the cave, there were afterimages, and the jade plates of dozens of other mountain disciples were already in the hands of Nangong Saburo. And those disciples, who were given the teleportation charm, were sent out in an instant.

"The five hundredth jade medal, now you can enter the finals!" Nangong Saburo put away his long sword, and a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Really?" a strange voice came out of the cave.

At what time, Nangong Saburo felt the pores on his body rise for a while, turned his head, and stared at the inside of the cave.

In the cave, it is very quiet, only the sound of water droplets on stalactites dripping down the pool.

"Step~!"

"Step~!"

In the darkness, there was a crisp sound of footsteps.

Nangong Saburo, frowning, holding the long sword, stared at the black shadow tightly, ready for battle.

Reverse Tiantong walked out of the darkness, looked at Nangong Saburo, his face was full of disdain, and asked in a cold voice, "You are the heir of Nanyang Sword?"

"Who are you?" Nangong Saburo, with a solemn face, looked at the anti-Tiantong, and asked with a conspiracy smell.

"Reverse Tiantong!" Reverse Tiantong's face was full of confidence.

Hearing the name, Nangong Saburo was shocked for a while, the slaughter of more than one million people in Tianyong City by the anti-Tiantong, as well as countless tragedies such as the destruction of Liu Zong, his crimes are difficult to mention.

When those who are righteous see it, they should be punished.

Nangong Saburo, with a solemn face, pulled out the Nanyang sword, the air around him suddenly became hot, the rocks in the cave seemed to melt, and the long sword brushed, like a swimming dragon, stabbing at the anti-heavenly child.

"Kill!"

A sword qi condensed into a fire dragon and rushed towards the anti-heavenly child!

The corner of the anti-Tiantong mouth smiled slightly, raised his sword finger, and with a slight click, the dragon-shaped sword qi collapsed instantly.

"What? he was able to break my Fire Dragon Sword Qi so easily?"

Nangong Saburo's face was full of incredulity, and his heart was horrified.

"Fire Dragon Flame on the top of Nanshan Mountain!" Reverse Tiantong rolled his eyes, looked Nangong Saburo up and down, shook his head, and sighed, "It's a pity, the realm is not enough!"

Hearing this, Nangong Saburo felt a burst of anger in his heart, raised his long sword, chanted a spell, and the rocks in the stone wall melted in an instant, turned into magma, and slowly flowed towards the anti-heavenly child.

"Burst magma!"

In the cave, there was a smell of gunsmoke, and countless magma piled up towards the Reverse Heavenly Child.

"Whoosh~!"

An afterimage floated through the cave, and the anti-Tiantong was already standing behind Nangong Saburo, raising his sword finger and pointing at his back.

"Finger Sword!"

The index finger moved slightly, and a vitality gathered on it, like a short blade, directly into Nangong Saburo's body.

"Wow!"

Nangong Saburo stumbled a few steps in an instant, spit out a mouthful of blood, frowned, stared at the anti-Tiantong, and felt bad for a while.

"The people of the Futu Hall can hide among the disciples, there must be an internal response among the sects? Moreover, the purpose of their coming this time is not clear, or is it necessary to send the news out as soon as possible in case there is a change. ”

Against Tiantong, a sneer leaked from the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen through Nangong Saburo's thoughts, and said coldly, "Don't be delusional, let's die!"

"Ghost Walk!"

Against the sky, his feet seemed to be in the air, he turned his body sharply, and in the blink of an eye, he came behind Nangong Saburo.

"Soul Destroy!"

Raising his sword finger, he was filled with dark and dead air, and directly inserted it into Nangong Saburo's body, the dead qi from the nine gloomy shadows, the dantian of the destroyer Nangong Saburo and every vein.

"Ah~!"

With a miserable scream, Nangong Saburo's fair face was instantly covered with black gas, and the whole person lost his breath and lay straight on the ground.

Picking up the Nanyang Sword on the ground, Reverse Tiantong took a deep breath, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and muttered: "This Seven Sword Heir, sure enough, has a few strokes, and it can force me to use the Soul Extermination Technique!"

(End of chapter)