The previous two rounds were just a test of each other's strengths. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dao Zheng Zhenren's expression was solemn, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked at Lian Jian Pavilion proudly.

Even the black cloak of the Sword Pavilion was also in the strong wind, flying up and down, and the murderous aura in his eyes was rising, full of fighting spirit, and the majestic appearance of the god of war possessed.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the powerful momentum had already made the surrounding disciples stop their subordinates, and they clearly stood in two factions. If these two people use a heaven-level spell duel, then it will not be the opponent in front of them who threatens the lives of these ordinary disciples, but the residual power emitted by this heaven-level spell. No one wanted to be affected by the pond fish, so the disciples on both sides invariably stood on both sides.

Lian Jian Ting's right arm was raised high, swinging his sword to the sky, his eyes were solemn, and he recited a mantra in his mouth: "Break the world!"

With his low shout, a black qi swirled flatly, and the black qi was formless and phaseless, forming a black whirlwind.

The black qi rotated rapidly around the Lianjian Pavilion, and the surrounding Donglin Sect disciples all looked at this great spell of heaven-level power that attracted the power of heaven and earth. And the disciples of the Demon Sect were originally standing more than ten meters behind the Lianjian Pavilion, but it seemed that this distance was not enough, and some of the disciples who were unstable in the lower plate faintly felt that they had a feeling of being unstable, and hurriedly continued to retreat, and a group of Demon Sect disciples invariably retreated to a place fifty meters away.

At this time, the black whirlwind had already blown up the tiles on the wall of the front yard of Zixiao Pavilion, and some of the tiles were blown up and fell to the ground, shattering. The grass in the corner of the wall was blown and swayed.

All the Demon Sect disciples who saw this scene showed a smug look on their faces, and they were very proud of the amazing momentum of this spell.

The black wind swept up the surrounding rubble, leaves, and tiles, and spun rapidly in the air, and from time to time the branches outside the wall were blown off by the wind.

This kind of momentum even the Donglin disciples who were standing behind Daozheng Zhenren couldn't help but retreat more than ten meters back.

The blue Xuan Qi emanating from around Daozheng Zhenren made none of the rubble tiles and branches entrained by the black qi touch his body, and he let the black qi blow his white hair and white beard, but he was still calm.

Secretly mentioning the true qi, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, Dao Zhengzhen's hands were sealed, and the blue light on his body shrouded his body, and then shot upwards into the sky, disappearing above the clouds. Daozheng Zhenren took a deep breath at this time, and then read aloud: "Heavenly thunder destroys the world!"

Heaven and earth change color. The sky was covered with black clouds, and in the churning dark clouds, white thunder flashed occasionally, and there was a roaring thunder for a while, and a ball of lightning for a while. In the sky, the wind and clouds changed color and the wind suddenly rose, the birds and beasts flew away, and the dark clouds surged.

The disciples of both the good and evil sects present were both surprised and frightened. There was a lot of awe for both of them.

The scene of the heaven-level spell duel, some unlucky monks have never encountered it once in their lives. The disciples on both sides widened their eyes, looking forward to watching this thrilling showdown.

Xiao Han sky thunder, set power in the sky.

Nine gloomy aura, surging to the ground.

Both huge energies seemed to be on the verge of exploding.

These two astonishing energies are gathering more and more, so big that all the disciples of the two factions are a little frightened, in front of the divine power of heaven and earth, their own small spells seem very small and superficial.

Even Fan Tian and An Xueruo, who were far away in the Sword Shrine, had already gathered dark clouds on their heads, and they all began to worry about whether it was going to rain heavily.

In Fan Tian and An Xueruo's opinion, the clouds in the sky had never been so low, and it was still afternoon, but it already felt like the sun had set.

The thunder rumbled, so frightened that Liang Muyi, who had just fallen asleep, felt scared and cried loudly again.

Fan Tian hurriedly picked up Liang Muyi and shook her body, and then said in a very gentle voice: "Don't cry!

At this moment, Daozheng Zhenren had already sensed that the energy that had gathered in the sky was about to overflow, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, looking at the Lianjian Pavilion in the center of the black whirlwind, he was looking at Daozheng Zhenren with that murderous look.

This pair of former brothers and sisters has already understood that the time has come. The two drank almost at the same time: "Kai." ”

I saw that between heaven and earth, a thunderbolt flashed, and between heaven and earth suddenly turned white.

The earth-shattering sound of thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the dark aura also soared into the sky, resisting the white lightning flash.

The bright white light emitted by the lightning lit up the sky, but it could not pass through the black evil aura summoned by the Lianjian Pavilion.

After a flash of lightning, there was another lightning bolt that was even more terrifying, and the loud sound that moved the heavens and the earth made Fan Tian and An Xueruo feel as if the earth was trembling.

However, this still could not break through the defense of the Lianjian Pavilion, and the white lightning was once again resisted by the black qi and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The disciples of the two factions of the righteous and demonic factions in the Fighting Law Week were shocked by the energy that spread around after the collision of these two energies. This time, the disciples of both factions invariably ran backwards for another fifty meters.

Within this radius of 100 meters, except for the Zixiao Pavilion that had been blessed by spells, it was still standing proudly, and those walls could no longer withstand the blowing of the black wind, and had become broken walls, as if they had been eroded by the wind for thousands of years.

Daozheng Zhenren stood proudly in the black wind, his face was solemn, and even the Sword Pavilion under the thunder was very difficult, and both of them were gritting their teeth and holding on.

Another thunderbolt fell. The black air flow still wanted to continue to resist, but after the consumption of the previous vehicles, the black air was already much thinner.

After one hit. The dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate and regain their original clarity, and even the Nine Shadows Black Qi beckoned from the Sword Pavilion had already retreated into the ground. The heaven and earth once again returned to their original appearance, but in front of Zixiao Pavilion, it became a ruin. The surrounding walls had completely collapsed, and only a few corners remained.

Dao Zheng Zhenren still stood proudly in front of Zixiao Pavilion. And Lian Jian Pavilion was embarrassed to hold Mo Wen's sword station, so that he didn't fall to the ground. His robe was torn by the thunder. The original majestic cloak has now become a few rags.

The corners of Daozheng Zhenren's eyes trembled slightly, his hands were placed behind his back again, and then he said slowly in a deep voice: "Even the Sword Pavilion, you can't destroy the Donglin Sect." ”

Lian Jian Pavilion stood proudly, stood up, there was a kind of incomprehensible hidden in his eyes, like a black pearl, there was a little essence in his eyes, and after a while, he said sharply: "I never thought of destroying the Donglin Sect......"

After that, a very nostalgic look flashed in his eyes, yes! In his heart, there was still nostalgia for the Donglin faction. This nostalgia may have never been forgotten in the ten years since he left the Donglin faction.