There seemed to be only two swords left between heaven and earth, one sword and twenty-four, and one sword pure. The twenty-four sword used by the Great Sword Immortal Shangguan Xianchen opened the portal of the boundless mystical formula to the world, and the falling Chunjun Sword was to take advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth to close the open gate of heaven again.

The Pure Jun Sword, which is twenty zhang wide and a hundred zhang high, stands between heaven and earth, silent, and the portal is only one zhang left. At such a critical juncture, an indescribable feeling floated in Weichen's heart, between victory and defeat, between life and death, for some reason, I remembered everything I had when I was young, so many years, the girl of the year has become the quiet woman she is today,

At the moment when Fang Cai Yuchen Zhenren fell from the sky, he suddenly woke up from his mind and just happened to see the emerald green that fell downward.

Among the generations of dust characters, there is a huge difference in age, there are those who have lived for two years, and there are those who have just passed the age of confusion and are in the prime of life. The dust Taoist recalled in his mind at this moment that the two of them had unconsciously gone through forty spring and autumn together. From the first encounter in the Dharma Palace, to the acquaintance of the Daozang Palace, and then to the later travel together, they were punished together in the Shen Criminal Division after causing trouble. The bright moon of Yuheng Peak, the morning glow of Tianquan Peak, the Tianchi of Dutian Peak, and the ten thousand acres of bamboo forest of Tianshu Peak, everything passed through his mind one by one.

Weichen Zhenren has always considered himself a blessed person, not because he was able to take charge of the Dao Sect later, but because he was accompanied by someone on the long road of life.

Although reincarnation is bitter, if you live forever for a hundred years, your face grows white, and your relatives go to the west, what joy is there?

There was laughter between heaven and earth, from small to large.

The Weichen Daoist laughed and said, "Yu'er, I have been cautious all my life, and this time I will be presumptuous for you!"

Weichen looked down deeply at the increasingly green figure, stretched out a finger, and drew a blood groove on the center of his eyebrows, the blood in the blood tank trickled out like a spring, and in the blink of an eye, Weichen was already full of blood. Immediately afterwards, Weichen used his fingers as a pen and blood as ink to draw a phoenix-shaped seal above his eyebrows.

As this phoenix-shaped seal inscription continued to take shape, blood continued to flow out of the seven orifices of the dust, and the blood and qi all over the body were permeated.

Weichen said sadly: "The phoenix begs for the phoenix, but it's a pity that there is one phoenix missing, don't want this phoenix!" ”

Mote folded his hands and pressed down suddenly.

The light on the Pure Uniform Law Sword is flourishing.

The twenty-four swords that were originally evenly matched with the Pure Uniform Law Sword disappeared in an instant.

Zhu Xian let out a sad cry and flew back into Shangguan Xianchen's hands.

Weichen was angry and sad, and for the first time in his life, he felt a sense of despair, and he only felt resentment.

The Taoist sect once praised the real person of Weichen for holding the Tao in his left hand and the Buddha in his right hand, and he was the first person to communicate with the Buddha and the Tao in a hundred years.

The real person suddenly folded his hands, his big sleeves fluttering.

The Hundred Zhangs Dharma Aspect rises behind itself and stands up to the sky and the earth.

A calm that seemed to be more mournful than dead rose on his face, and he said indifferently: "I originally wanted to be in charge of the sect and marry you after the worldly affairs are over." In the past, I avoided suspicion for the position of this peak master, but now I think about it, it's really boring. ”

Baizhang Faxiang slowly opened his eyes, his face was the same as that of the dust Taoist, and the treasure was solemn.

Weichen Zhenren stretched out his hand to make a sword-holding gesture, and the Baizhang Law Ministers behind him also reached out and held the Junjun Law Sword.

There is Sanskrit music and fairy music, there are heavenly maidens scattering flowers, and there are Arhat King Kong.

Weichen was expressionless, and slowly spoke: "Shangguan Xianchen, you once said that the things of the world are a sword, and today's affairs of you and me are also a sword matter." ”

Shangguan Xianchen, who was standing with his hands in his hands, smiled indifferently: "You might as well give it a try." ”

The real person of Weichen stopped talking, and the Baizhang Law Minister raised his hand and raised the pure Jun Law Sword, and slashed it on his head.

The momentum is overwhelming.

The clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and the clouds in the sky were forced to disperse by this sword, such as the immortals dividing the sea of clouds into two from it, half of the rolling sea of clouds retreated to the left, and half retreated to the right, leaving a blank ravine with a width of 100 zhang in the middle, which was the sword mark.

Shangguan Xianchen stretched out his hand to wipe a sword, and said calmly: "Sword twenty-six." ”

The white-haired man handed over the sword, but it was still not earth-shattering, and the long sword shot out like a cloud, mixed in the scattered sea of clouds, and there was no trace of half of it.

Sword twenty-three is a sword that is intended to destroy the soul of the gods.

Sword Twenty-Four is a sword that opens the door to see the boundless mysteries and the tip of the iceberg of the vast world.

Sword Twenty-Five is an amorphous, directionless, and indefinite sword.

Sword twenty-six, the sword of the royal micro, the sword that breaks the big with the small, and the sword that breaks one side with a little.

This sword passed through the Pure Jun Sword without half a condensation, and stabbed on the forehead and eyebrows of the Baizhang Law Phase.

A sword was like a feather stuck in the center of the eyebrows of the Baizhang Law Phase, which looked extremely funny, but countless cracks extended from the point where the sword fell, and there was a burst of golden light in the cracks.

At the same time, the Chunjun Sword also fell heavily, slashing towards Shangguan Xianchen who was standing on top of the sword dragon.

In front of the Baizhang sword body of the Pure Jun Law Sword, Shangguan Xianchen looked extremely small. He looked up at the sword, silently recited a good word, stretched out a hand upward, and held a sword of Zhuxian in his hand.

Zhu Xian and Chunjun collided once.

Shangguan Xianchen took a step back, Baizhang Faxiang was trembling all over, and the cracks on his forehead and eyebrows continued to spread, and in the blink of an eye, they had spread to his entire face.

Countless thin blood lines appeared on the face of the real person Qingyi of the dust, which was the same as the cracks on the face of the hundred zhang Faxiang behind him.

The real person of the dust was expressionless, and continued to hold the sword with both hands, pressing the sword down.

The light on the body of the Pure Uniform Law Sword was once again in full bloom, almost like a round of bright sun.

Shangguan Xianchen, who was dressed in white and had white hair, could no longer see his figure, and the ten thousand long swords under his feet reflected thousands of lights.

The Zhuxian Sword and the Chunjun Law Sword struck each other three times again.

The white light gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of Baizhang Law and Shangguan Xianchen again. The cracks on the Baizhang Law Appearance had spread to his chest, and Shangguan Xianchen was still holding the sword in one hand, which was an understatement.

Mote reached out again, drawing a horizontal blood groove on his forehead and eyebrows, forming a cross with the previous vertical blood groove.

A blood trough is ten years.

Twenty years of life.

The blood qi on the body of the real person of the dust surged again, and countless golden rays of light burst out from the magic phase behind him, and even the sword body of the pure jun magic sword was inlaid with a layer of faint gold edge.

Shangguan Xianchen finally showed a solemn look on his face, and handed out today's fifth sword.

Sword XXVII.

The Dao Law of the world is respected by the Thunder Law, and the Sword Sect and the Dao Sect are of the same origin, so naturally there is also a Thunder Sword.

Sword twenty-seven, a sword of heavenly thunder.

The sky was as if a hole had been blown open, and a purple thunder crashed down, like a purple waterfall, flying down three thousand feet!

The sword goes horizontally, the thunder falls vertically, and the sword is also thunder, and the intersection of the two is where the dust stands.

The real person raised his head indifferently and folded his hands again.

Directly shattered the golden body of the law phase, and the law phase of the hundred zhang was shattered little by little, turning into countless gold sand and drifting away with the wind.

The real person of the dust was covered in blood and made a salute to the pure sword.

"Please turn around with the sword. “

After the head of the sword, the pure jun sword suddenly turned around, turned into a hundred zhang white light, and went upstream!

There are only two pillars of light left between heaven and earth, one white and one purple.

Even Xiao Yu and the others, who were fighting for life and death, had to stop temporarily.

White and purple hold each other.

Weichen Zhenren stretched out his trembling hands, rearranged his appearance, ignored the fine blood line on his face, barely pulled out a smile, and said softly: "There are many divergent paths in practice, it is better for two people to climb the mountain together than one person, and if one person walks alone, it is really too boring." Yu'er, that's all I can do. ”

The dust real person's arms hung down weakly, and slowly fell downward.

The Pure Uniform Law Sword and Sword Twenty-Seven slowly dissipated invisible.

The dust real man shot with all his might, stopping at the twenty-seventh sword.

Two of the three Dao Sect Great True Persons have fallen from the sky.

Xichen Zhenren, who was brushed back by Shangguan Xianchen's sleeves, showed his figure again, and the Dao trick in his hand was almost completed, and his face showed a trace of sadness, and said, "Luozi." ”

The sun is full of stars.

The stars are dotted like a chessboard.

Dot.

Shangguan Xianchen looked up at the sky, and finally said with a smile: "Thousands of sword daos are ninefold, three are divided into techniques, three are divided into daos, and the remaining three points are roaring into sword qi." ”

"As soon as you open your mouth and spit out, you are half of the Sword Sect. ”