"Qingyu is slow!" Du Lengqiu's figure flashed, blocking in front of Qingyu, stretching out his arms to stop her.

"What?" Qingyu was a little impatient.

Du Lengqiu took out the flying sword and said, "The two swords fly together, so as to surprise the other party." "Du Lengqiu's meaning is very simple, that is, let Qingyu turn into a long sword and pretend to be a flying sword. Du Lengqiu killed the enemy with his sword, and the two swords came out together, sacrificing the flying sword to surprise the bird, and the hidden green rain gave the enemy a fatal blow.

Compared to Zhao Xinwu, he couldn't have imagined that a flying sword would actually have the power of an immortal true monarch. Make sure he eats this surprise package sturdily.

Qingyu stopped, looked at Du Lengqiu with strange eyes, looked up and down, left and right, and after a long time, she paused and said, "You don't accompany me as my sword master." Swordsman, you shouldn't be so calculated. ”

After speaking, Qingyu's figure shook and went straight to Zhao Xinwu.

Du Lengqiu was shocked by thunder, which was three points worse than the top of five thunders. He thought back to the past and remembered the beginning of learning martial arts, and just after learning a little about kendo theory, he commented on the story of the Surabaya swordsman Lu Simian.

At the beginning, Lu Simian Dao met with blood and washed thousands of mountains, and he didn't dare to draw his sword, so he had to admit it. What did Du Lengqiu say?

Swordsman, face the difficulties, swing the sword at the strong enemy, and survive in death.

If you only dare to bully the weak, but do not have the courage to swing your sword at a strong enemy, the swordsman is no longer a swordsman.

The swordsman is not Han Xin, he does not seek a thousand years of achievements, but only seeks happiness in his life.

Swordsman, rather to the straight to take, not to the song.

"It turns out that I am no longer a swordsman. He muttered to himself, then turned around and turned to Qingyu. If it was before, Du Lengqiu would 100% fight two against one, and beat Zhao Xinwu half to death first. But now, he wants to see how Qingyu deals with Zhao Xinwu, and what is the result? This is very important to Du Lengqiu.

Swordsman, what kind of path should he take?

Ye Feihua didn't think about it so much, she saw Qingyu facing the enemy, and she also turned back, blocking Su Weixing's way. The Moyun Tree, a tree that has suddenly grown ten million times in twenty-two years, and has deep its crown into the clouds and mist, she has heard of it for a long time.

No monk had ever been able to come close to it, and now they were talking and laughing under the trees. What does this mean? It shows that Moyunshu is in the same league as them.

Fighting alone, Ye Feihua's self-confidence is not weaker than others.

The White Bone True Monarch is the same as Du Lengqiu, watching and paradling outside the battle. Alliances with interests are not secure, and when the expected benefits do not exist, disintegration is imminent.

Qingyu faced Zhao Xinwu, hovered in mid-air, and was not in a hurry to make a move. She's waiting for the right distance. The swordsman's attack range was never far enough, so the flying sword was born later.

She didn't know what Zhao Xinwu had done, and she didn't care if he was a good person or a bad person. In Qingyu's world, she divides people into her own and other people.

The sword master is his own person. For the rest, it's everyone else.

The lives and deaths of others never take it to heart. Now, she has no nostalgia in this world, and after killing this enemy, she will return to her own world.

When they meet in Pingshui, they are all guests from other places. The difficulty of closing the mountain, who is sad and lost the way. In this world, she is a little tired of staying. There is no need to mention the one-year covenant that has been made.

Zhao Xinwu sent out his strongest attack from a long distance. His face was dark, and his heart was even darker. It doesn't matter who Qingyu is in the way, raise his right hand and touch it gently.

A slight fluorescence broke through the air and went straight to the green rain.

Without making a move, thousands of thunderbirds broke through the air, spouted thunder nets, and stopped in its path. The blue-white thunder is intertwined into a net, and it is incomparable.

But the thunder net can't stop even a hundredth of a second from being pierced in an instant. Before the group of ptarmigans had time to dodge, they were swept away by fluorescent waves and instantly turned into white fly ash.

This is Zhao Xinwu's honor guard for immortality, and it is part of the law that entrusts the void. This is part of the cosmic authority that Zhao Xinwu can wield.

This blow can only be taken or dodged by the same opponent, and other than that, it is a dead end. The Immortal True Monarch shook the heavens, not by its long lifespan. Turtles live long enough, but does anyone fear turtles? They rely on borrowing the authority of the universe.

Zhao Xinwu's authority is the cold of dead silence. He combines the coldness of the Ice Path with the dead silence of authority.

There are countless avenues in the heavens and universes, but the law of sustenance is not easy, and it is easy to get lost in the infinite power of the law of authority, so many people will choose to compound authority, and under the conflict with each other, it is easier to awaken from being lost.

And this compound authority is much weaker in battle. But this weakness is relative, and the strength of each Thunderbird is equivalent to that of a monk in the Spirit Realm, but it is wiped out just by being affected, which shows the strength of this power.

Theoretically, any Immortal True Monarch could shatter the continent and destroy the mountains, and even if they were patient enough, they could penetrate the planet and destroy all beings.

Despite this, Qingyu is still cautious. As soon as she clasped her palms together, endless grasses were born in the void around her, rootless but vibrant. The blades of grass swayed and moved with the wind.

It's a clash of life and death.

The grass dies and grows, and it seems to be endless. But there will be an end to the cold of dead silence, just as winter snow will eventually be replaced by spring grass. In the first round, the two sides were evenly matched.

"You also take my sword, Shuangfeiyan. Qingyu stepped forward, his expression was cold, and he pointed like a sword, and slashed down in the air.

The sword light is as verdant as spring grass, containing endless vitality.

Zhao Xinwu was very disdainful, the spirit of the Dao weapon could never compete with the monk. With a single hand, he burst out of his body, and the power of dead silence sealed the surrounding void.

Not to mention the power of mere birth, no other force can easily break through. This is Zhao Xinwu's absolute self-confidence gained from thousands of battles.

A leaf of green grass slowly penetrated into Zhao Xinwu's dead space, instantly turning into dead gray and completely withering. However, at the moment when the leaves withered, the power of life suddenly transformed into thunder.

Thunder Sword Slash.

Thunder is a strange force that combines life and death.

The thunder lord is destroyed, but the spring thunder represents a new life. Rayben is the power of life and death.

This is not Qingyu's own strength, but the magic power of Moyun Tree. Qingyu stayed by the side of Moyun Tree for a few months, not doing nothing, but carefully experiencing this power and mastering it thoroughly.

The thunder sword intent suddenly rose beside him, and Zhao Xinwu was caught off guard, even with the ability of the Immortal True Monarch, he was beheaded in the head. The powerful sword intent filled every cell in his body, if it was an ordinary monk, he would have already been sent into reincarnation by this sword full of killing intent, and he had to reincarnate among the grass, trees, insects and pigs for thousands of years before he could wipe out this killing intent.

There was a smell of burnt paste from Zhao Xinwu's body, and his body inevitably stagnated for a moment. And in the battle with the swordsman, a moment is enough to kill.

The cyan blade pierced his heart in an instant. The thunder of destruction exploded in his guts, making him scorched on the outside and tender on the inside of his fingers.

The shadow of death loomed over Zhao Xinwu. He had only a handful of time left, and at this point, his mind was sharpened. Suddenly, he realized a lot of unreasonable things.

He didn't look at Qingyu who killed him, but turned to face Su Weixing and sighed, "It turned out to be you!"

"You must have paid a lot to keep me under control. The next time I wake up from nothingness, I'll settle this matter with you. ”

The Immortal True Monarch will not truly die. Even if the body is destroyed, a new body will be born out of nothingness. After Zhao Xinwu's death, all of Su Weixing's control over him was lifted.

Su Weixing scolded coldly: "Useless waste." If I knew that you were a dou who couldn't afford it, how could I suppress my power for you. ”

Zhao Xinwu said lightly: "Yes, in order to let me sacrifice the entire Nine Heavens Que Great Array, you really took great pains. Presumably you have other plans, yes, it was also your plan to poison and kill Mo Yu in the first place. What do you want?"

Su Weixing was surrounded by Du Lengqiu, Ye Feihua, and Qingyu, but he did not have the slightest fear. He let out a long howl, his voice indignant, "Hehe, what do I want? I want all the shameless human beings in this world to perish. I want this side to completely destroy the world of the demon race. I also want to create the fruit of creation. ”

"To put it bluntly, you just want to create the fruit of transformation, and you have so many reasons to do it!" Zhao Xinwu sneered, but as he spoke, his body had gradually collapsed, and finally fell into the sky.

Ye Feihua looked at Su Weixing with a cold gaze, "I didn't expect that the first elder of the Tianhe Sect turned out to be a demon, it's really unexpected." ”

Su Weixing smiled and said coldly: "I am Nightmare Tianhe Su Weixing, the only enlightened dream demon in this world. If I had to control Zhao Xinwu, a substitute for the dead, how could I let a junior escape in front of me again and again. ”

Ye Feihua looked at Bai Gu Zhenjun.

Although the White Bone True Monarch looks like a white skeleton, he does not share the monsters. Rather, the White Bone Sect's Zhen Sect's divine skill "White Bone Bodhi" is this effect.

"Zhenjun, do you still want to be with a delusional person like Su Weixing?"

The White Bone True Monarch still spoke without opening his mouth, and the void vibrate, "Presumably you don't feel at ease if I stay here." One misstep has become a thousand years of hatred, and it has been a hundred years since I turned back. ”

With a long sigh, the White Bone True Monarch turned into a phantom and disappeared. It turned out that at some point, this cunning guy had slipped away without a trace.

Su Weixing smiled coldly, "The most reliable person in the world is really yourself." Anyway, the essence of the Avenue of Dreams, let you taste one or two. ”

"Tianhe fell asleep. ”

This is the third time that Du Lengqiu has seen the road of dreams that Su Wei has not woken up. In the past, he could ensure a certain degree of sobriety by simply guarding his mind. You can even use the parasitic powers of light to get rid of the influence of Tianhe's dreams. This made him think that Su Wei woke up but so, and the name of Nightmare Tianhe was obtained by boasting.

But this time, he saw a new Tianhe and fell asleep.

Endless starlight fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, Du Lengqiu felt that the world had changed. He was no longer in a prosaic void, and his feet were no longer soft white clouds.

Concrete high-rises stand tall in a forest, neon lights glitter with enchanting brilliance, and the streets are full of people.

This is, Sea City.

The people around him pointed at Du Lengqiu, he looked back at himself, and suddenly found that the twelve wings behind him exuded an incomparably moving brilliance.

Words such as cosplay, second-hand, silly and so on came to my ears. Du Lengqiu couldn't help but smile, his wings suddenly closed like eggs, and then Du Lengqiu shouted: "Open!"

Endless light mana erupted in the snap of a finger, like the brilliance of creation appearing in Haicheng. Under the endless light, people, cars, and buildings disappeared in an instant.

In front of him, a short knife appeared in front of him, and Su Weixing stabbed again.

"I've been boasting for a long time, this Tianhe is dreaming, it's nothing more than that!" Du Lengqiu taunted while turning his eyes, and found that Ye Feihua was seriously injured, and Qingyu even became illusory.

Du Lengqiu was shocked in his heart, it was just a blink of an eye, this Su Weiwei was one against three, and he actually lost two people in a row. If it is a one-on-one battle, it is not a one-sided torture.

He was full of murder in his heart, completely ignoring the stabbing broken jade knife, and said softly: "Eternal Blazing Sun!"