For a day and a night, Long Jiaoyang sat in the place of tribulation like a dead man, and he failed to break through to the heaven-level realm in one go. It was not that the medicinal effect of the Five Transformations Gathering Spirit Pill was insufficient, but the conflict between the two spiritual powers of the righteous and demonic forces made him feel uncalm and unable to concentrate on rushing through the level.

For this reason, Long Jiaoyang sat for a long time, and all the medicinal effects of the Gathering Spirit Pill were released.

"Phew. Long Jiaoyang exhaled, and opened his eyes with his sword eyebrows locked.

At this moment, Long Jiaoyang thought of Xuan Snake Langjun. At the beginning, Xuan Snake Langjun would let him go, because Xuan Snake Langjun had a friend who had a dual cultivation of righteousness and demons, and went mad.

"Hao Qi spiritual power and Great Demon spiritual power can't coexist at all, when the spiritual power in my body is getting stronger and stronger, this kind of spiritual power conflict will become more and more vigorous. When I finally break through to the Saint Realm, how will I choose? Dao Hearts are the only ones that cannot coexist. Long Jiaoyang fell into worry, this is a problem he will inevitably face in the future.

And just thinking about it, Long Jiaoyang felt that the road ahead was extremely difficult, and he had never been afraid of the future, but for the first time, he felt powerless.

Bang.

Suddenly, the sound of something falling into the water sounded, and the stream a hundred meters away was splashed high.

Long Jiaoyang's worries were interrupted by such a shock.

"What's wrong with me? I didn't try, who knows if I can succeed? I can't be afraid!" Long Jiaoyang shook his head, throwing out the fear in his mind.

Bang, bang, bang......

Suddenly, several more sounds of falling water sounded, and Long Jiaoyang stood up and looked in the direction of the stream. He saw three men falling from the cliff to the top. One of them fell out of the stream, and was splattered with flesh and blood on the spot, and became a mass of flesh. The other two fell into the stream, but Long Jiaoyang didn't see them escape from the stream, they floated in the stream, and they were already dead.

"What's going on?" Long Jiaoyang said to himself.

"Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land, your actions will eventually be discovered...... Suddenly, Long Jiaoyang heard a cry of grief and indignation, and a middle-aged cultivator quickly fell into the stream. Just before he fell into the water, a giant sword locked this piece of heaven and earth, it was murderous and terrifying!

Zheng!

The sword roared to the sky, and the giant sword was like a giant dragon grabbing a pearl, covering the nine heavens, threatening all things, and slashing at the middle-aged cultivator who roared angrily.

The sword qi of the giant sword bent and swam, carrying a domineering dragon aura, as if it was about to tear apart the void and the earth. When the giant sword flew away, everything that had been suppressed in this place moved again, and the middle-aged cultivator who was slashed by it disintegrated in mid-air and turned into a rain of blood!

"Tianxuan Dragon Sword ......" Long Jiaoyang was also suppressed and unable to move before, and when the giant sword flew away, he regained his freedom, and he recognized this giant sword, this is the holy magic weapon in the Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land, the Sword Pool Altar.

After Long Jiaoyang woke up, he immediately retreated to a kilometer away. The people of the Heavenly Xuan Sword Pool Holy Land have set up an ambush here to kill, and they will definitely send people down to see if these people are all dead.

Even the Tianxuan Dragon Sword, such a peerless saint-level magic weapon has been used, the Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land must have dispatched a saint-level realm powerhouse, and Long Jiaoyang does not want to fall into the hands of the people of the Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land.

Long Jiaoyang's decisive retreat was correct, if he was very curious and went to see who was shot down under the cliff, he would not be able to get out. Because the saint-level realm powerhouse who urged the Heavenly Xuan Dragon Sword flew down and patrolled within three hundred meters of the vicinity, all the living creatures in the vicinity became the souls in his hands.

Originally, this saint-level realm powerhouse still wanted to expand the scope of the sweep, but because he sensed the direction of God Emperor City, there was a saint-level realm powerhouse using his divine thoughts to explore the situation here, so he gave up the sweep and quickly retreated.

"Tianxuan Dragon Sword, it's just the coercion of such a saint-level magic weapon, I can't bear it, how can I fight with the people of the Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land?" Long Jiaoyang, who was walking in the mountain col thousands of kilometers away, kept coming to mind that the Tianxuan Dragon Sword was domineering, and the picture of slashing the middle-aged cultivator into a rain of blood with one sword, at this time, Long Jiaoyang really realized the strength and terrifyingness of the Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land.

"Long Jiaoyang Daoyou...... ......Suddenly, a weak voice came from one of the bushes in the col.

"Who is it?" Long Jiaoyang stared at the bushes warily.

"It's me...... Ye Wei ...... "In the bushes, a thin boy with a bloody face crawled out.

"Ye Wei, how did you make it like this?" Long Jiaoyang carefully distinguished, and found that the young man was really Ye Wei, he hurriedly rushed to Ye Wei's side and said that Ye Wei's lips were dry, and the heaven-level soft armor on his body was cut by some magic weapon, and blood was flowing out of the cracks in his chest.

"I ...... We were attacked...... Ye Wei said weakly, "Are you from the Heavenly Xuan Sword Pool Holy Land?" Long Jiaoyang said sharply, Ye Wei shook his head in pain, "I don't know...... They all covered their faces, no one spoke, and as soon as they made a move, they were all saint-level magic weapons, and my senior brothers were cut into several sections one by one...... In order to protect me, Uncle Qianyun was also ruthlessly killed by them...... Woo woo, Long Jiaoyang Daoyou, save me, I can't run. ”

"Is it the people of the Righteous Dao Sect, joining forces to deal with you?" Long Jiaoyang was shocked and said, "No, the person who hit me hard used the Demon Dao **......" Ye Wei shook his head and said in fear, "Long Jiaoyang Daoist, take me out of here, they must be looking for me nearby, we can't stay here." ”

"I'll heal you first. Long Jiaoyang took out the gold sore powder from the Qiankun bag and sprinkled it on the wound on Ye Wei's chest.

Zheng!

When Long Jiaoyang was taking medicine for Ye Wei, a flying sword roared and slashed, and the momentum of the saint-level magic weapon was terrifying, dominating the heaven and earth within a radius of 100 meters!

"Why do you need to heal? You can die happily, isn't it better?" The masked man who controlled the flying sword said coldly Ye Wei closed his eyes in despair, and when Long Jiaoyang was oppressed by the saint-level momentum, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair, because he had just seen the scene of the Heavenly Xuan Dragon Sword domineering killing. Being attacked by a saint-level sword, he felt that his fate would definitely be the same as that middle-aged cultivator.

Long Jiaoyang's heart was afraid, but his sword intent gave birth to a sense, and it was fused into this saint-level sword intent that oppressed heaven and earth. When the Haoqi sword intent was successfully integrated, Long Jiaoyang only felt that the pressure on his body weakened, and his body could move.

Under the perception of the mighty sword intent, Long Jiaoyang discovered that this saint-level flying sword, although the momentum was terrifying, but it was only prompted to generate one percent of the power. Otherwise, Long Jiaoyang's mighty sword intent would not be able to easily fuse into the saint-level sword momentum.

Long Jiaoyang's hand quietly took out an eight-turn golden pill from the Qiankun bag, which was one of the eighteen powerful mountain and river pills that Long Jiaoyang refined for Zishan on the night when he refined the Ten Thousand Spirits Holy Pill.

The saint-level flying sword slashed at Ye Wei beside Long Jiaoyang, it was extremely domineering, but a strong and powerful hand, when it pierced into the heart of Ye Wei's eyebrows, grabbed its sword body and threw it to the ground!