"What a good means! Absorb my spiritual power for your own use, not bad, not bad."

In the face of the earth-shattering giant sword that came from him, the red-clothed old man looked light, a little disdainful, and even pointed out.

But the middle-aged man didn't have a senseless verbal dispute with the red ghost Laosuo, while controlling the giant sword with his heart to attack, he poked out his left hand, and a blue thunderbolt rolled directly towards the little boy like lightning.

"Fighting with me, how dare you dare to be distracted and grab the sword?

A red light instantly emitted from the red ghost Laosuo's hand, and with a "boom", the turquoise thunder light was suddenly torn apart, and the scattered air wave pushed the standing little boy back five or six steps away.

At this time, the red ghost Laosuo's hands emitted a red and dazzling light, and with undetectable movements, it condensed into a blood-colored vortex exuding a terrifying aura in front of his chest, and he saw that the blood waves in it were turbulent, like a netherworld ghost sea, boiling.

"Suck!"

The blood-colored vortex suddenly emitted a sky-swallowing suction, just like the ghost king opened his bloody mouth and directly sucked the murderous spiritual power giant sword in the air into it, starting from the tip of the sword to the hilt, all of which were submerged in the vortex and were polished into spiritual power.

After absorbing the spiritual power contained in the giant sword, the blood-colored vortex became even more terrifying, and at this time, the red ghost Lao Suo waved his hands one after another, and the huge blood-colored vortex flew to the top of the heads of the middle-aged man and the other three in an instant, wanting to suck the three into it and turn it into blood.

After losing the spiritual power of the giant sword, the middle-aged man's face turned pale for a while, and he roared "Disperse!", and the three of them burst out, but the giant sword under their feet quickly became smaller, and returned to the hands of the middle-aged man.

All of a sudden, the wind and clouds changed, and heavy rain was coming.

Just listen, the middle-aged man said: "Huanghuang Heavenly Thunder, Evil Demons, Divine Thunder!"

At the tip of the sword, a small thunderball of purple lightning suddenly swung out, and in an instant, it rushed into the blood-colored vortex.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, although the thunderball was small, it directly shattered the blood-colored vortex.

But the middle-aged man was also shocked by the residual power of the explosive spiritual power, and he crashed to the ground in embarrassment, his throat was sweet, his chest was slightly lowered, and he swallowed the blood in his mouth, and his already pale face became even more ugly at the moment, and the two women in palace clothes hurriedly flew forward and supported the middle-aged man.

"Master, are you alright?" asked the woman anxiously.

"I said how dare you run rampant in front of me, it turned out that I relied on myself to practice the Divine Sky Thunder, but unfortunately it is a dignified Heavenly Dao Sect stunt, not worthy of the name, but so."

The red ghost Lao Suo laughed and sneered, ignoring the resentful eyes of the middle-aged man, and was ready to strike again with one hand.

"Red ghost Laosuo, you'd better see the situation clearly before you start with me, otherwise, you'll just make a wedding dress for others."

The red ghost Lao Su was stunned, didn't understand the meaning of his words, and asked rhetorically, "What situation?"

"You won't forget that the three little dolls of the Tianxin Sect haven't shown up yet, right? They were already following us, and now that so much time has passed, and we have made such a big move, they won't be able to find out? Maybe they will hide in the shadows, and when we are both defeated, they can just take advantage of the fisherman. ”

"It's really ridiculous! Even you, the elder of the famous Heavenly Dao Sect, are not my enemies, just three little dolls of the Tianxin Sect, why bother, come one, kill one, come two, I will kill a pair."

The red ghost Lao Su said disdainfully, "I am going to settle this shocking sword, if you retreat like this, Yan Kun Lao'er, I will treat today's incident as if it didn't happen, spare your lives, if you dare to stop it, don't blame me for taking your sacrificial sword."

Even so, the middle-aged man named Yan Kun did not retreat, but just stood aside and laughed coldly.

Seeing this, the red ghost Lao Suo's face darkened instantly, and he snorted coldly, "I don't know how to lift", and he was ready to make a move again.

"Red Ghost Laosuo, you won't be old and you don't even know the prestigious Tianxin Wizard - 'Qinglan Swordsman' Gu Changtian, right? It is said that he has suppressed countless of your Demon Dao disciples with his single hand 'Great Rihua Wheel', and at the top of Yan Mountain, his strength can compete with Dugu Yutian."

After hearing this, the red ghost Lao Su really retracted his attack, as if the three words Lonely Changtian had a strong deterrent effect, and he could suppress the murderous aura that filled the air.

"Your so-called righteous path in the world is all people who deceive the world and steal fame, who knows if he is worthy of his name."

The red ghost Lao Suo was unwilling, but listening to the tone, he was a little more jealous and serious, it can be seen that this lonely Changtian must not be an ordinary person.

Suddenly, in the northern sky, a blue light, like a frightening dragon, broke through the sky, the speed was amazing, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, there were already three more people on the field.

The three men were all dressed in white robes with silver silk brocade trim and embroidered with blue clouds, which looked like typical Tianxin attire.

The man in the middle has clear eyes, even a little lazy, and his body is not strong, on the contrary, it can be said that he is a little thin, extremely handsome, and there is always a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the one on the right, with thick eyebrows and angry eyes, is tall, and the last man has a calm face, like a pool of autumn water, but his eyes are shining with a lively smile, and he doesn't care about the murderous aura that pervades the air again.

Now the three sides formed horns, surrounding the little boy in the middle.

As soon as the three members of the Tianxin Sect appeared, the scene immediately fell silent, and they were afraid of each other, and no one made the first move.

The little boy carefully looked at the three people who had just appeared, and saw that the handsome man in the middle was also smiling kindly at the little boy, and the little boy hurriedly lowered his head.

"Phaseless Tiangang Cover, Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder, but Elder Yan Kun of the Heavenly Dao Sect?"

The tall man with thick eyebrows immediately recognized Yan Kun's identity and asked.

It's just that before the three people of the Heavenly Dao Sect could reply, a gloomy voice sounded in advance, "The little child of the Tianxin Sect, if you don't see my master, do you want to die?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a man in red carrying a black giant knife, swinging out a black flame like a sharp arrow, and came at great speed.

The man with a calm face put away the smile in his eyes, snorted coldly, "I don't know whether he is dead or alive", and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the man in red, holding the black giant knife between his two fingers, and slapping it towards his chest.

I only heard a boom, and suddenly there was a huge humanoid pit on the ground of the barren mountain, and the sound of coughing up blood came from the pit.

In this way, before the others could react, one person was severely injured, and after a long time, the man crawled out of the pit with a gray face.

"You, You"

The red ghost Lao Su pointed to the man who had regained the smile in his eyes, his face was blue and white, his apprentice, in front of so many people, was seriously injured and dying, the key is that he has not had time to help, and it is uncomfortable for anyone to lose such a big face.

The enraged red ghost Lao Suo opened his hand and flew out of the object.

"Go!"

I saw red flags on all sides, red mangs were flourishing, and in an instant, they turned into giant flags that were more than a zhang long, and there was a gloomy and boundless ghost aura, and in the meantime, a ghost yasha with a long tongue and fangs suddenly flew out, floating in the air like an entity.

"Red ghost Laosuo, you ghost flag, you dare to use the souls of thousands of innocent people to refine, it's really damned, today I will do the way for heaven, kill you, destroy your ghost flag, and release these thousands of undead to return to reincarnation."

The handsome man standing in the middle said angrily, his hands were facing the sky, slightly raised, and a light wheel rose from the man's body.

Suddenly, a group of ghosts wailed, chaos abounded, and the light wheel rushed left and right in the ghostly aura, unstoppable, and saw that it was about to be destroyed.

Seeing this, the red ghost Lao Suo was shocked, you must know that this four-sided ghost banner was refined by him at a great cost, and he has been with him for many years, and it is impossible for it to be destroyed today.

Therefore, while impatiently pinching out a magic trick with both hands, he took out a crescent-shaped scimitar as red as fire in one hand, and a red electric light flew in, mixed with the scorching momentum of thousands of flames, and slashed towards the handsome man in the sky.

This crescent-shaped scimitar, called the Remnant Moon Blade, is a very rare rare magic weapon, it is rumored that it is a masterpiece of the ancient hidden world, a collection of thousands of celestial meteorites containing the power of the moon, and through the real fire of the earth's veins, decades of calcination, before it was cast.

And on the day of casting, the blade light cut the sky, covering most of the bright moon, so the name is, the soldier of the waning moon - the waning moon blade, is a rare divine soldier in the world.

I don't know what kind of luck this red ghost Lao Su took, but he got the Wanyue Blade by chance, and the Red Ghost Lao Suo has been able to create a great reputation over the years, all relying on the power of the Wanxing Moon Blade.

I just listened, a sound of gold and iron intersecting came from the ghost qi, and in an instant, the waning moon blade and the ghost flag, both returned to the hands of the red ghost Laosuo, only to see that the ghost flags on all sides had gone to the second, and the remaining two sides were also tattered.

At this time, above the head of the handsome man, the blue light wheel rotated non-stop, sprinkling a silk light curtain to envelop the three of them, and there was an extra long sword in his hand, the sword body was as green as grass, only the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a white jade bead, and the whole sword exuded a sharp light.

I saw his eyes squinting, and the tip of his sword pointing downward, like a celestial being.

The little boy looked at the handsome man blankly, as if attracted by his brilliance, the handsome man seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned to the little boy and smiled and asked, "Handsome, right?" The little boy nodded stunned.

At this moment, the red ghost Lao Suo stared at the blue and blue divine sword in the handsome man's hand, and said tremblingly: "You are the 'Qinglan Swordsman' Gu Changtian, how can this Qingying Sword be in your hands, who are you from the Sword Demon?"

When it comes to the Sword Demon, the Red Ghost Laosuo's eyes seem to be full of horror and uneasiness, as if he remembers some terrible past, even if many years have passed, recalling it can still make him frightened.