With Chongguang's blood, it also penetrated into the bursting withering sword.

The streamer of those years has also expanded more than ten times. In the midst of this boundary river, it turned into a mighty tide, rushing towards the place where the dragon shadow stood.

In the heavy light, Xuan Xuozi took out a small bell and flew in the air, and when the empty cover was covered, the surrounding time was locked.

"The law of time, withering, Dingyu Zhong, so it is!"

Seeing this scene, the autumn scene is slightly raised at the corners of the lips, revealing a little bit of understanding.

Since it is these two things, then this Dragon Shadow Old Man, the former Sword Saint, is really out of life.

Opposite him, Dao Ling Sect's Feng Yunzi was slight, and his eyes were cold.

Since he knew that the Dragon Shadow would be here in person, how could this Spirit Dome Realm have no way to deal with it?

The years have withered, and it is really painstaking, and I am really willing to pay the capital.

A withering sword, coupled with Chongxuan's serious injuries, burst out with all his strength potential, urging those years to pass. But I don't know how this dragon shadow will respond?

This person is the master of the sect, and he is also very strong in swordsmanship. Being able to create a peerless swordsmanship of the tenth level of the Holy Spirit like the Nine Nine Dragons Shadow Sword shows the high level of his talent.

It's just a pity that this person has stayed at the level of the Holy Realm for thousands of years. Only thirty years of longevity, under the invasion of the law of the years, even if the swordsmanship is to the sky and the magic power is beyond the world, it is helpless.

This time, I'm afraid most of them will die here.

More minds are already paying attention to the cloud world.

As long as this dragon shadow dies, then it is the time for this sect guard to pay for the life of the old man who broke the sky.

The glamorous skeleton demon of the Origin Demon Sect was smiling contentedly and full of interest.

The destruction of the Holy Realm, this is a rare scene.

And the bloody clothes next to him licked the corners of his lips again, his eyes were bloodthirsty.

Looking at the dragon shadow's gaze, it is as if looking at food.

Among them, there is only a look of emptiness. It's so complex. The gaze that values the light actually implies pity and pity.

And that Ao Kun was also laughing, and the laughter was extremely weird.

Everyone didn't know what it meant, but they felt that it was inexplicable. But after only a moment, everyone's attention returned to the dragon shadow.

Even if the river of time has rushed in front of him. Dragon Shadow face. Not much has changed.

He smiled dumbly, then held out his right hand.

Then, in the snap of a finger, I heard bursts of psionic energy. The river of years was actually bound in one place by a force. Returning to the source, most of them were turned into psionic energy and dispersed.

And those metal fragments also suddenly coalesced. Reconstruction, it only takes a moment's effort, it is a long sword. Now in the hands of the Dragon Shadow.

It was the same as the plain white sword before, and there was no abnormality, and there was no change at all. The blade of the sword is smooth. The shine shines. I can't see that this sword has exploded before-

"What a withering sword!"

Long Ying held the sword in his hand, looked at it carefully, sighed in admiration, and then asked curiously: "Is this forged for Wuxu?"

But this sentence was asked, but no one answered. The whole river is silent.

Owner of this place. Including Chongguang, who cut out this sword, they all looked stunned and looked at this scene dumbfounded.

Almost all the same thoughts come to mind.

How so?

This sword of time, the full force of the Holy Realm True Yuan after it exploded. This old man with the dragon shadow, how could he easily take it?

The withered sword that had clearly shattered and scattered. In the blink of an eye, it is reunited and refined, and it still looks intact and undamaged, what kind of joke is this?

After a long silence, the heavy light suddenly realized. The intuition was bitter in his mouth, and his voice was dry, and he asked, "Isn't the Holy Venerable already in the supreme realm?"

"You say?"

The old man of the dragon shadow smiled, and a tide of spiritual energy poured back again, pouring into the withered sword, with a faint expression on his face: "I and Qingxuan Daojun, there was originally some incense love, and it is said that harmony should be the best." It's just that the one, since he must treat my disciple, shouting and shouting and killing every day, he has used all kinds of means. If my dragon shadow doesn't react, others are afraid that they will laugh at my dragon shadow for being incompetent! The years are withering, heh! Are you trying to take the old man's life? Bullying the old man is not enough to live long? This matter must not be ignored - "

After only pondering for a moment, he made a decision: "In this way, if you cut me this sword today, I will return it to you as it was." If you can take it, you can spare it. lest others say that I am a dragon shadow, bullying the small with the big, and being unreasonable!"

The voice was gentle, but when the few people here listened, their faces were covered with cold sweat.

The pressure of the supreme realm cultivators, almost at the source of the world, gradually permeated the place, filling the boundary river.

So that everyone here is not breathing.

And the heavy light is even more bloody on his face.

He regained the light, but he didn't have the swordsmanship of the original dragon shadow.

Hua Yun's face was also pale, and his heart fell to the bottom.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word after all. Knowing that at this moment, even if he opened his mouth to plead, it was useless.

Several of them are planning to cut down this old man with dragon shadow.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous to want this to show mercy to their subordinates at this time?

To the majesty of the realm, how can you tolerate a light offense?

But could it be that he just saw Chongguang die? I wanted to stop it, but I saw that on the other side, Ao Kun's cold gaze was looking at it. Suddenly, his chest was cold, and he held Long Xuan's little hand like ice jade in the palm of his hand. In the past, it could make people's hearts warm, but at this time, they only felt uneasy, frightened, and wanted to let go.

And in the next blink of an eye, the dragon shadow had already thrown out the withered sword, and the plain silver mangs swung it, penetrating the void invisibly and without substance. The light and shadow were sprinkled, and they washed away towards the heavy light.

The heavy light shrank and roared. The whole person flew backwards like a slingshot. The void in front of him was distorted, and ten spirit runes in a row were arranged in front of him.

The spirit pattern on the talisman is faintly similar to the dragon shadow, close to the source of the Great Dao, the foundation of the universe.

It exploded violently, causing the plain white sword shadow to suffocate slightly. Then one by one, the immortal artifacts were placed in front of him.

But they were all pierced by the silver-white sword light, which was like a broken bamboo.

Finally, there was a soft 'ding' sound, and the withered sword was finally stopped.

I saw that the sword body, and the heavy shield that Chongguang finally blocked the sword, were all shattered.

But everyone here didn't have time to relax. Immediately, I saw that the withered sword also turned into a river of years, and continued to rush forward.

But compared to before, the power of the years of the Imperial Envoy of Chongguang is many times stronger.

The heavy light eyes were like dead ashes, desperately resisting, but still only less than one percent of the gray qi was scattered.

Then the figure froze in the void again, and looked at the dragon shadow with resentful and desperate eyes.

The cyan robe was shattered piece by piece.

Wen Xuan glanced at it, then sighed softly and shook his head slightly.

Knowing this heavy light, it seems to be unscathed at the moment, but Shouyuan is completely destroyed.

At this time, the clothes were torn, and it was clear that they had entered the process of the five decays of heaven and man.

The so-called signs of the five decays are dirty clothes, wilted on the head, sweat under the armpits, smelly body, and unhappy seat.

When a cultivator arrives at the Holy Realm, his body is already spotless, and his feathers are not falling. The clothes are dirty, because the strength is weak, and the body can no longer be protected.

This is within the boundary river, and there is no dust and dirt. But because of Fang Cai's sword, the power of the void was turbulent, and it caused heavy light and damaged clothes.

Now, I'm afraid this person only has half an hour to live.

Nearly two thousand years of life, he was cut off by Long Ying's sword.

The power of the realm is as great as this!

Huayun Long Xuan and Xuan Weizi obviously also knew the situation of heavy light, and their faces were suddenly uncertain, gloomy as water.

In the boundary river, there is still silence.

However, it was only a few breaths, and the Tailing Sect Qiuhua smiled again and said: "Qiuhua congratulates the Dragon Shadow Saint Venerable, and from now on you will enjoy eternal life and eternal immortality! Today's events, Qiuhua thought about it carefully, and it was indeed a little inappropriate. Why don't you end it here? When Qiuhua returns, I, Tailing Sect, will have a great gift to congratulate the Holy Venerable on his advancement!"

When this sentence was spoken, several people around looked at it with different eyes.

Especially Huayun Longxuan, his eyes were even more furious, staring at him deadly.

This person is really shameless!

Qiuyun didn't care, and after finishing speaking, he glanced at the dragon shadow's face again. Seeing that the dragon shadow was not displeased, and there were no words, he was relieved.

With another salute, Qiu Yun directly tore through the void barrier and stepped inside.

He didn't want to stay a little longer.

As soon as this person left, the glamorous skeleton demon also turned his eyes, and he didn't dare to be pretentious in front of the dragon shadow. He also said with a solemn expression: "The Yan Skull Demon has seen the Holy Venerable! I have spoken inappropriately before, and there is a punishment for offense, so please don't be surprised by the Holy Venerable! My Origin God Sect and the disciples of the Holy Venerable do have some grievances. But if you think about it, that incident is not irreparable. Luo Ming and Mitra are even more provocative, which should be the fault of my sect. If the Yan Skull Demon can survive today, my Origin Demon Sect will definitely try its best to compensate for the losses of Qiantian Mountain. There are also generous gifts, congratulations to the Holy Venerable!"

Long Ying smiled when he heard this, and waved his hand casually, he was too lazy to bother with such people.

The glamorous skeleton demon suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and without hesitation, he dodged and escaped into a spiritual river. The light and shadow flickered, a few points faster than the speed when the autumn clouds left.

Of the three gods present, Feng Yunzi was the only one left in the blink of an eye, and this person was also decisive, and he also bowed: "Congratulations to the Holy Venerable, enjoy eternal life! Today's incident is because I don't know what is going on and am deceived by others." If the Holy Venerable is willing to raise his noble hand, I will be able to return safely. Then I Dao Ling Sect, there will be a good reward!"

The dragon shadow narrowed his eyes slightly this time, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed slightly.

"According to your wishes, that's it, that old man of your sect who broke the sky, but he died in my hands—"

That Feng Yunzi's heart suddenly cooled, and he sighed secretly. At this time, where can he still care about this? (Your support is my greatest motivation.) )