The wind and clouds are roaring!

In front of me are endless inverted clouds, and next to my ears is the biting cold wind.

A flying sword pierced through the sea of clouds and swept towards the extreme north.

Ning Yi used "Getaway" to show the speed of the world, and ran wildly with Ye Hongfu, and behind the two of them, there was a demonic aura in the sky, rolling over like a sea tide-

The seven princes of the Northern Wilderness.

There are also peacock Taoists.

Two waves of demon tides, strangled left and right, and pursued Ning Yi at the same time.

For them, Ning Yi is a "Great Dao Fruit" that cannot be let go!

"Die!"

An angry roar, like thunder, sounded in the back of Ning Yi's head.

Ning Yi turned around and saw the Tamarin King waving a golden long stick, jumped up, raised the stick high above his head, and smashed it into the mountains and rivers-

This stick made Ning Yi a little trance-like, as if he saw the shadow of "smashing the sword".

"It's a good time!" Ning Yi shouted in a deep voice, stepped on the flying sword, and swept out.

Draw your sword!

The fine snow came out of the sheath and turned into a silver-white sword, smashing on the golden stick of the Tamarin King from the bottom up.

A "thud".

The trills swept through the Eight Desolations, shaking for several miles, and the battle between the two Star Monarch Realm Great Cultivators swept away hundreds of circles of starlight and demonic energy.

With all his strength, the Yu Tamarin King, who smashed a stick, turned pale instantly, and then a smear of blood gushed out of his throat.

Strong!

It's so strong!

This young man's sword cultivation is even more vigorous than that of the Demon Monarch!

"Poof—"

The Tamarin King spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was smashed by Ning Yi and flew upside down, like a kite with a broken string, and was held by another demon king, so he barely stopped retreating.

Ning Yi is not in love with war, and for him, killing these Northern Wilderness Demon Kings will not change the situation.

One hit hits and immediately retreats.

The light of the fine snow sword suddenly returned to its sheath, and Ning Yi landed steadily on the flying sword again, he manipulated the tip of the sword, and fled with all his strength towards the extreme north.

Next to his ears was Ye Hongfu's slightly trembling voice.

"The peacock is here!"

A slender flying sword flowing above the sea of clouds is like a white spray on the boundless sea, and behind it is a majestic tsunami that overturned the entire world...... Among them, the most dazzling is the multicolored god that flies like a falling meteorite.

The peacock Taoist looked gloomy, and thousands of snow-white rays of light were born behind him, which shot directly at the dome, corresponding to the "Tianhai Tower" from afar.

From a distance, it looked like he was dragging Tianhailou forward.

But in fact, it was Tianhailou who blessed him, making him chase after him at a speed faster than Ning Yi-

That multicolored divine light continued to penetrate the clouds, and the distance between it and Ning Yi's flying sword "slowly" narrowed.

"The Terran is small, and you still don't give the head?!"

Majestic thunder, piercing through the clouds.

The Peacock Daoist raised his ten fingers with both hands and condensed the Law Seal.

The woman in red who stepped on Ning Yifei's sword had a solemn expression, and she also raised the magic seal with her ten fingers.

"Go-"

The peacock's expression was gloomy, and he knotted the "fearless lion seal" of Buddhism, and in an instant, the light was great, and the Taoist's forehead was vaguely shrouded in the green light of Buddhism.

Ten thousand years ago, the Peacock clan had a relationship with Buddhism, and later rebelled to the Eastern Demon Domain and stayed away from the Great Sui, but the magic power of Buddhism has never lost its circulation.

In the void, the green mang knotted, and the demonic power condensed a green lion, slamming towards Ning Yifei's sword.

It was also at this moment that Ye Hongfu finished the sealing, she raised the ten fingers of her hands, and the ten exquisite fingertips were shattered by the seal sword qi, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The woman in red raised her arm and pulled out wisps of scarlet blood, and in this hazy blood, there was a lingering sword intent.

Next Moment!

Crimson Blood Condensed Flying Sword.

Ye Hongfu used his own "Dao Realm of Life and Death" to evolve the mastery of the General's Mansion to "control the sword and kill"!

The blood-colored flying sword in the sky slammed into the dreadnought lion mark.

The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang.

Judging from the sky above the sea of clouds, the flying sword controlled by Ning Yi seemed to be caught by a huge wave, and the peacock's lion magic seal directly swallowed the entire flying sword, along with the two people on the flying sword-

The woman's hoarse shouts were also swallowed up.

Ye Hongfu did his best, raised his arms, supported his blood condensation flying sword, and constantly hit the Qingcan Law Seal.

In the pupils, the majestic green light is getting closer and closer.

"Roar—"

The lion roared and swallowed the sky.

At the moment when her consciousness was about to be swallowed up, a hand grabbed the back of her neck, just like the picture of her pulling Ning Yi's back collar and throwing out the peacock to kill her......

Ning Yi stopped in front of Ye Hongfu, and then stubbornly resisted the bloom of the entire fearless lion seal.

He snorted, and a wisp of raw word scroll vitality swept out of his fingertips, stopping Ye Hongfu's stupid behavior of continuing to overdraw his blood.

The realm of life and death is not used like this.

And so on...... Without the peacock's hands, she will refine all the blood herself.

The flying sword fell in an instant.

"Don't sleep, wake up!"

Ning Yi shouted angrily.

This angry shout used the power of the life scroll to directly shake Ye Hongfu Shenhai.

The woman in red was in a trance, with a splitting headache, but then she regained consciousness...... She felt the weightlessness of her heart overflowing, followed by a violent boost, and the flying sword turned with incredible momentum, and the tip of the sword reached the sky, rising from the ground, turning into a snow-white rainbow.

This wave, which was so subtle that the sea of clouds could almost be ignored, was stubbornly and strong after being swallowed up by the tsunami—

Standing on the tip of the flying sword, the black-robed man who fled for his life gritted his teeth and tore a piece of black robe.

Ning Yi pulled down a sleeve robe, wiped it with his fingertips, refined it into a "divine belt", and tied it around his waist.

He pulled out the fine snow and said in a deep voice, "You come to control the sword." ”

"I'll control the sword...... Ye Hongfu's voice was weak, and he muttered: "...... will be chased by the peacock"

"You can't run away from Tianhailou. Ning Yi glanced up at the snow-white Qionglou in the dome, wrapped the black robe belt around it, and he gave up the position of the tip of the sword, "If I control the sword, I will also be chased by the peacock." ”

Ye Hongfu understood what he meant.

Ning Yi had already pulled out the fine snow on his waist, held the long sword in both hands, and his tone became calm and calm, "There are still a hundred miles away from the sea of clouds in the extreme north. This hundred miles, I will resist. ”

Ye Hongfu took over the flying sword, she stepped on the tip of the sword, and Ning Yi used the robe as a link to inject divinity, and firmly bound the two together in an extremely simple and effective way...... This can be seen from this move.

This guy doesn't have much strength left.

The great cultivators of the Star Monarch realm also need to be connected by external forces to ensure that they do not fall off the flying sword.

A slight glance.

Ye Hongfu saw the scar on Ning Yi's back waist that was penetrated by demonic power, and the killing intent of the fearless lion mark was like a bone appendage, constantly penetrating inward, the black robe was burned, and the flesh and blood were turned over, sizzling.

"Ning Yi—"

She spoke viciously, but because she was so badly injured that her fierce tone sounded weak at the moment.

"Who asked you to block it for me?"

Ning Yi smiled.

"Don't overthink it. He turned his back to Ye Hongfu and said softly: "We are all outlaws, and we put our lives on the assassination of Badu. ”

A familiar phrase...... Ye Hong was stunned.

It was she who said it in the Lonely Mountain of the Northern Wilderness.

"Two outlaws, just support each other. ”

Ning Yi tied the black robe tightly and said in a deep voice: "Only if you live, I can live." Remember, next, use all your strength to control the sword, don't make any more moves, keep the Dao Realm of Life and Death for later use in the Great Sui to kill people......"

Ning Yi's voice, word by word, was clear to the ear.

"Drive the flying sword into the sea of clouds, as for the peacock and those annoying miscellaneous pieces, leave it to me!"

Ye Hongfu urged the sword qi.

The flying sword changes hands.

Losing the blessing of the sword intent of the "Getaway", the speed of the entire flying sword did not decrease, Ning Yi turned around with some surprise and saw half of the side face of the woman in red shrouded in sword intent.

Stepping on the tip of the sword, the red robe oozed with billowing sword qi, hot like a blazing sun, she did not follow Ning Yi's advice, but instead changed the way to urge the "Dao Realm of Life and Death", and the blood in her body was scorching and boiling.

The flying sword roared furiously, and after being infiltrated by the Dao Realm, the sword body transformed into a shocking red blood color!!

Ning Yi had an illusion.

This female madman, if she really burns out her blood, can kill any opponent of the same rank in the two worlds.

A flying sword that pierces through the sea of clouds.

In the midst of the demon tide in the sky, Ning Yi held the fine snow, he calmly watched the golden-winged Dapeng bird projected down from Tianhai Tower, and felt the overwhelming coercion and demon energy that drowned him-

Raise your sword.

Swing your sword.

Hand the sword.

Smash the sword.

Forgetting all the swords, it was like returning to the days of his youth when he chiseled and cut stakes one by one, and he stood still in all directions, with only the immobile opponent in his eyes...... Ye Hongfu burned blood, and the flying sword urged by the realm of life and death was as stable as the mansion of Anle City.

And the peacock, the prince of the Northern Wilderness, and the golden-winged Dapeng bird, in Ning Yi's eyes, gradually lost their faces.

One by one, they all turned into wooden figures in the small courtyard of the mansion.

The Tamarin King and Ning Yi smashed nine times, and in the end, the demon body was broken by the shock.

The plate axe of the White Elephant King of the Northern Wilderness was shattered by Ning Yi's sword smashing -

The Peacock King caught up, and the Great Sun Secret Seal, the Bright Lantern Law Seal, the Incense Treasure Seal, and all kinds of magical powers were all cut and split by Ning Yi with a sword.

He was like an ordinary woodcutter.

And no matter how subtle and mysterious the magical powers, when they come to the front, they are all reduced to ordinary woodcutters.

A sword goes down and shatters.

The avenues, the rules, the iron laws, all broken.

Ye Hongfu's blood burned to the end, the speed of the flying sword began to drop sharply, and the demon tide engulfed the two of them, while Ning Yi's radius of three feet formed a perfect and unsullied circle, where the sword intent was shrouded, the demon spirit would die if it hit, and shatter when touched.

Ning Yi, who was immersed in the realm of selflessness, turned his head suddenly.

He saw a pale, bloodless, extremely haggard face.

The woman in red who was at the control of the flying sword was so angry that she was almost about to fall off the flying sword, and with just a wisp of thought, she supported the flying sword to move forward "slowly".

If it weren't for that divinity-impregnated belt, Ye Hongfu would have fallen from the flying sword and was engulfed by the demon tide.

"Far North...... Sea of Clouds ......"

Ye Hongfu brushed her lips and muttered, "It's ......"

The distance of the flying sword is the sea of clouds known as the forbidden land of the far north...... Hundreds of millions of clouds and mist are steaming, like a dome and a large ze, unfathomable.

Ning Yi looked stunned...... He felt the call of the Plains of Bones.

The confusion in my heart was answered at this moment.

The reason why the "Empty Scroll" brought Ning Yi here was because it felt called here......

The last Lost Scroll.

Cause and Effect Volume.

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(There's another chapter tonight.) It was about 12 o'clock. ）