Out of body!

The bodies of the three out-of-body cultivators of the Wind Thief powerhouse blocked in front of the Nine Dead Insects in the Flames, and the black sword light in their hands slashed down on their heads.

"Boom-"

The firelight exploded, the three primordial gods were turbulent, and they retreated ten zhang, and the flames above the heads of the nine dead insects of the fire gushed out, and they roared in pain and retreated.

With the roar of the Nine Dead Worms, flames rose from all sides of the Scattered Fire City.

Those underground fire pulses, and the smelting furnace that was originally pressed at the mouth of the ground fire instantly collapsed.

At this moment, the entire scattered fire city was filled with thick smoke and flames, and the tumbling flames set fire to the attics.

"Boom-"

Everywhere the earth collapsed, flames soared into the sky, and nine dead insects with twisted bodies rushed out.

Not one, at least twenty!

Twenty nine dead insects were raging, the tumbling and stirring flames were scorching, roaring and exploding, and the entire city of scattered fire seemed to be burned to ashes!

Not only the nine dead insects, but a series of black-armored figures rushed out of the city, stepped off the black horses, and rushed along the street.

Those immortal cultivators who didn't have time to dodge were either cut in two or smashed into powder.

But in an instant, the entire Scattered Fire City suddenly became a purgatory!

"Hmph, my Scattered Fire City is a heavy city in the Fuliao Wasteland, and it belongs to the Xuanling Sword Sect, how can you allow you to be presumptuous?"

In the void, a loud shout came.

A hundred-zhang phantom in a golden robe appeared in the sky above the Scattered Fire City, and when he raised his hand, the golden streamers converged, condensed into a canopy, and pressed downward.

After all, it is a big city, how can it not have a supporting formation?

This canopy was in the air, whether it was the Nine Dead Insects or the Black Armor Wind Thief, they were all suppressed.

The flames on the bodies of the nine dead insects were pressed into their bodies, revealing their hideous and ugly bodies.

The long, slender tail that looks like fluff dances in a dark light.

The body covered like a worm, emitting black smoke, twisted strangely.

This is still the powerful Nine Dead Worms, those black-armored and black-ridden Wind Thieves, who have been pressed to the ground one by one, unable to raise their heads.

The black knight's hooves were crushed, his spine was shattered, and he lay on the ground, convulsing and struggling.

"Haha, it was Peng Ming Daojun who made the move!" Outside the bluestone square, someone whispered with surprise.

"Zhenjun made a move, and the big array in the city was activated, so there was no worries." Someone breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

Those immortal cultivators who ran away slowed down their steps slightly, and looked around with palpitations.

In the end, the Scattered Fire City is a big city, and it is still very rich, and the arrangement of the large array of the city protection is also very perfect.

With this large array, not only did the Nine Dead Insects be suppressed, but even those black-armored bandits were suppressed.

Those bandits don't care where they come from, these nine dead insects, but they're treasures!

Many people's eyes lit up and they looked at the big worms wriggling on the ground.

The Nine Dead Worms are the favorite food of the Divine Beast Phoenix, because its body contains immortal flames.

This immortal fire is also a precious thing for immortal cultivators, and it can be used to refine the body and refine treasures.

Although the Scattered Fire City was broken by the Nine Dead Worms this time, it seemed that it had suffered heavy losses, but these Nine Dead Worms were all gathered, not only could they make up for the losses, but they might also make a lot of money.

"Nine dead insects, if only you could collect one or two ......" Zhao Chen's eyes fell on the long insects struggling in the Qinghong Square in front of him, and whispered softly.

Although Zuo Baiqiu's face on the side was still a little dignified, looking at those nine dead insects at this time, his eyes also flashed brightly.

is also a person in a business house, so he naturally calculates the gains and losses.

"If these Nine Dead Worms can be taken, the loss of Scattered Fire City is not too great." Zuo Baichou's gaze turned into the distance, and those gushing earth fires had been slowly extinguished.

This large array was originally used to suppress the earth fire.

"If that's the case, why bother?"

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly spoke.

His words made Zhao Chen and Zuo Baichou stunned.

Before the two could speak, a scream was heard.

The scream seemed to fall from the nine heavens, bursting with a roar.

A cyan sword light suddenly appeared, and a sword split the canopy that covered the sky, and then twisted and stabbed at Peng Ming Zhenjun, who was flickering with immortal light on his body.

"Bang-"

The sword light passed through his body, and Peng Ming Daojun was shocked, shattering inch by inch like a porcelain piece.

But in the next moment, he had already appeared in the void thousands of miles away.

The canopy, which had been torn in half, also spun and completely restored.

"Zhang Zhenbiao, since you have already left Scattered Fire City to investigate the interception and killing of the caravan, why do you want to return at this time?" Peng Ming Zhenjun's face was gloomy, his body was slightly thin, and he watched the long sword appear in front of him, and whispered coldly.

A long sword floated in the air, and then a middle-aged sword cultivator wearing a cyan robe with a grim face stepped out.

Reaching out to hold the long sword, there seemed to be a bright halo flickering in Jian Xiu's eyes.

"Zhang Zhenbiao was ordered to guard the scattered fire city, and it is his responsibility to defend the land, how dare he not come."

Jian Xiu's voice was high-pitched, as if a sword was groaning.

He turned his head slightly and looked at a pavilion outside Qinghong Square that had been destroyed by fire.

"Peng Ming, my Xuanling Sword Sect left behind the lives of thirty-two disciples, who gave you such a bold son?" In his eyes, the killing intent condensed into a small black light sword, which seemed to rush out of his eyes directly.

That pavilion is where the Xuanling Sword Sect is stationed. At this time, it has been completely destroyed, and the stationed disciples have no life breath sense.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, you and I have been in the city of scattered fire for a thousand years, and I led you out of the city, I just don't want to see you die, but it's a pity that ......"

Peng Ming Daojun shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

The changes above the air stunned everyone below.

Many people have already recognized that the sword cultivator is Zhang Zhenbiao, the strong man of the Xuanling Sword Sect who guards this place, and it is a half-saint eightfold great sword cultivator.

Zhang Zhenbiao and Peng Ming Daojun are both strong men who guard this place, Zhang Zhenbiao is a deacon disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, suppressing on behalf of the sect, Peng Ming Daojun controls the big array, and he is a refiner.

These two have always been good, why are they turning against each other today?

"Hum—"

The long sword in Zhang Zhenbiao's hand had been raised, the sword light converged, and a four-story golden sword tower appeared.

Under the blessing of the sword tower, the sword light condensed into thirteen ten-zhang sword lights, flew up again, and crashed into the rotating Wanzhang canopy.

Zhang Zhenbiao himself was holding a long sword in his hand, and his body moved, rushing towards Peng Ming Daojun.

Seeing Zhang Zhenbiao rushing over, Peng Ming Daojun flicked his sleeves, his figure flashed, and he flew thousands of feet away, and then shouted in a low voice: "Don't make a move yet!" ”

"Boom-"

The words fell, and a ten-zhang body flew straight out from below, hitting the long sword in Zhang Zhenbiao's hand.

There was a sound that resounded for hundreds of miles, the long sword roared sadly, Zhang Zhenbiao's face turned red, and he flew back.

"Great demon?"

He gritted his teeth and whispered.

The ten-zhang body, wearing iron armor, a tiger-headed body, and an iron fist the size of a stone stone was wrapped in fragmented black and heavy fist gloves, revealing a blood-colored light.

"Tiger Guard!"

In the attic, Zuo Baichip's face changed drastically, and he lowered his voice: "This is the personal guard under the throne of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon of the Bitter Immortal Domain!" ”

The Demon King is different from the Demon King.

There are countless large and small demon kings in the Bitter Immortal Domain, but there are only a few Daluo powerhouses who can hang an immortal word before the demon king.

Every Daluo Demon King powerhouse is an existence that can suppress one side and compete with the Immortal Dao Sect.

"The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King is a Divine Bird Great Demon, who leads the Flying Bird Clan in the Bitter Immortal Domain, and stands side by side with the Huntian Immortal Demon King." Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye and explained in a low voice.

"The Heavenly Immortal Demon King is said to have the blood of the phoenix."

The armillary immortal demon king with the phoenix bloodline did not come, but it was the subordinates of the Xiangtian immortal demon king, which in itself was a little strange.

On the other hand, the purpose of the Wind Thieves is also quite unpredictable.

"So, isn't it these two fairy and demon kings that your Wanshen Commercial Bank has taken refuge in?" Han Muye turned his head and looked at Zuo Baichip.

Hearing his words, Zuo Baichou smiled bitterly: "Brother Han really looks up to my Wanshen Commercial Bank, not to mention the Immortal Demon King, but as long as there is a golden immortal power, we will not be so embarrassed." ”

Human immortals, heavenly immortals, golden immortals, Da Luo.

The fairy world is also a world that belongs to the strong.

Without a strong man in charge, it is impossible to amass enough wealth.

The power of the realm of the Great Luo Immortal Monarch above the Great Luo Golden Immortal, that is the top powerhouse in the immortal realms of all parties, and the Great Luo Golden Immortal is already the overlord of the immortal realm.

The Immortal Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Domain has the strength of Da Luo, which is enough to run amok.

Of course, there is a peerless powerhouse behind the Xuanling Sword Sect, and he must not be inferior to the Immortal Demon King.

It's just that at their level, there is not enough interest, and they will not start a fight for no reason.

Just let the low-level immortal cultivators fight to the death.

"Boom-"

Xiangtian Huwei punched out again, and Zhang Zhenbiao blocked the sword in his hand with all his might, and then retreated, his face turned red.

The strength of this Xiangtian Tiger Guard is even stronger than the deacon of the Xuanling Sword Sect who is guarding one side!

"Roar—"

With a wild roar, in the scattered fire city, the figure of the Baidao Xiangtian Tiger Guard appeared.

These people are more than three zhang tall, tiger-headed and human-like, wearing blue and gray iron armor, holding long knives and spears in their hands, and with one chop, they will smash the people, chariots and horses within ten zhang.

For a while, the immortal cultivators in the city who originally thought they could be safe were in chaos again.

"Kill!"

Zhang Zhenbiao shouted angrily, and then regardless of himself, the sword in his hand revealed a blue light, and he fought with the ten-zhang Xiangtian Tiger Guard.

His golden sword tower led thirteen sword lights, and he was still trying his best to block the operation of the canopy above.

Sure enough, he is a strong deacon of the Great Sect, and his means are extraordinary, if he is allowed to deal with Xiangtian Huwei or Peng Ming Daojun alone, I am afraid it will be easy.

Xiangtian Huwei and Zhang Zhenbiao fought ahead, and Peng Ming Daojun was not idle.

He saw that although his strength was weakened, he could still suppress the large array of nine dead insects and wind thieves in the city, and raised his hand to scatter the Dao Dao talismans, turning them into ropes, trapping those nine dead insects.

Binding the Nine Dead Worms, his gaze turned to the black-armored and black-ridden Wind Thieves.

"Even with you reptiles, dare to come to my Scattered Fire City?" With a sneer, Peng Ming Daojun's body appeared as an illusory incarnation.

Three incarnations, there are human races, demon races, and illusory puppets with gold and iron energy.

The four bodies stood side by side, Peng Ming Daojun slapped out with one palm, and the black streamer pierced down towards those wind thieves.

At this time, there was a large protective array suppressed, and the Wind Thieves were powerless to resist at all, so they could only watch those black lights fall on their heads.

"Tempest—"

In the void, there was a low shout.

A blue-gray windswept phantom appeared in midair, blocking out all the black light.

But this black light seemed to have spirituality, and in just one turn, it passed through the wind and fell downward.

The two wind thieves in black armor gritted their teeth, the fairy light on their bodies shone, and the primordial spirit came out of the body, turned into a snare, and crashed towards the black light.

But when they touched the black light, the two of them screamed miserably, trembling and falling.

This black light turned out to be an existence that could damage the soul!

"This is the blood sacrifice aura, if he is allowed to complete it, everyone in Scattered Fire City will die!" Above, Zhang Zhenbiao shouted, slashed out with a sword, forced back the Xiangtian Tiger Guard, and flew down.

"Bang-"

He smashed three black rays of light with one sword, making Peng Ming Daojun's face pale.

But in the next moment, Shizhang Xiangtian Huwei smashed down with a punch and hit Zhang Zhenbiao's vest.

Zhang Zhenbiao's whole person was smashed to the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

The void resisted the sword light of the Great Array Canopy and the Golden Pagoda, and also fell compassionately.

With this blow, even if Zhang Zhenbiao did not die, he was seriously injured.

"Hum—"

Wind swept through the air, and a dark golden halo swirled on it.

It's some sort of teleportation secret of the Tempest Bandits.

Zuo Baiqiao said with a gloomy face: "The Wind Thieves have attracted masters to come here, if we don't stop the blood sacrifice, the masters of the Wind Thieves will come and slaughter the city." ”

Zhao Chen opened his mouth, and chagrin flashed across his face.

I was too greedy.

Otherwise, he would have already left this place.

"When—"

The golden pagoda that had originally fallen to the ground flew into the sky, emitting a dazzling golden light.

The sound of Dao Dao sword chanting resounded.

"What he said was true." Han Muye, who was standing in front of the attic windowsill, spoke softly.

He looked at the black light that gathered out again in front of him, and his eyes flashed brightly.

Jinta's summons is also a call for help and a warning.

According to the message transmitted by Zhang Zhenbiao, if this blood sacrifice is completed, it will awaken the soul of the great demon suppressed by the underground fire.

Whether it's the Nine Dead Worms or the Blood Sacrifice, it's all for the soul of the great demon.

Is it the divine beast that has been hiding in the place where the earth and fire converge?

Is that the soul of the Great Demon that has been suppressed?

If it was really a divine beast that broke out, Han Muye was confident that he would be able to get out of the way.

It's just that this city full of immortal cultivators, how many can survive, he doesn't know.

Looking at the sword tower with golden light flashing in the void, the aura on Han Muye's body converged, and a faint sword intent flashed.

"Shaodong, the sword tower of the Xuanling Sword Sect warns, all parties under the rule must respond, otherwise, it will be regarded as rebellion." The figure of Old Chu under the attic flashed, fell behind Zhao Chen, and spoke in a low voice.

Zhao Chen nodded with a wry smile, raised his hand, and the golden gold flag appeared.

In this situation, you can't do it without a move.

Even if the other party is the powerful Xiangtian Tiger Guard, it is Peng Ming Daojun who is in charge of the big array.

"Boom-"

Behind Zuo Baichou, two figures rushed out of the attic, slammed into the dome, and crashed towards the converging black light.

Chu Lao stretched out his hand to take the golden flag, stepped out, and crashed into the bound Nine Dead Worms.

The banner was wrapped and grabbed the body of the nine dead insects.

At this moment, one after another figures flew out of the Scattered Fire City, either to pull the suppressed Wind Thieves, or to pull the Nine Dead Insects, and a few masters who were at least out-of-body cultivation were to resist the black light.

No one wants to die.

I don't want to be sacrificed by blood, I don't want to be slaughtered, and I don't want to be held accountable by the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Low-ranking monks are like this, humbly earning their lives.

Originally, they only wanted to practice in peace and seek their own way, but they could not find a place of true peace.

This was originally something that had nothing to do with them, but it all involved their lives.

"It's just ants." In the sky, the black light around his body flashed, and Peng Ming Daojun, who was shining with the three incarnations and the body, snorted coldly, raised his hand, and caused the canopy of the sky to slowly descend.

Every time the canopy dropped, the entire scattered fire city seemed to be pressed down by thousands of heavy objects, and the attics collapsed one after another.

Every immortal cultivator only felt that his muscles and bones were swollen and painful, and there were thousands of heavy objects under his feet.

Immortal cultivators were suppressed, but those Heavenly Tiger Guards didn't.

Their movements were like flying, slashing and sweeping with knives and guns in their hands, and each blow swept away ten feet in the air.

This is a massacre.

The protective array of Scattered Fire City, in turn, has become a killing array to suppress the immortal cultivators in the entire city!

Zhao Chen's face turned pale, and he held a cyan light bead in his hand.

Zuo Baichou also floated three short swords in front of him, revealing a trace of sword intent on his body.

It's rare that this guy turned out to be a sword cultivator.

Who would have thought that Zuo Baichou, a Wanshen firm that is known for its business wisdom and resourcefulness, turned out to be a sword cultivator?

But whether it is Zuo Baichou or Zhao Chen, their faces are extremely solemn.

They did not have the slightest certainty and fled for their lives under the suppression of the large array.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that troublesome."

At this moment, Han Muye, who was standing in front of the windowsill, suddenly spoke.

As his words fell, his figure only moved slightly, and then appeared in mid-air.

Raising his hand, the golden four-story sword tower shook.

Zhang Zhenbiao's sword tower shook and fell into Han Muye's hands.

"Gather."

Han Muye let out a low shout, and the sword weapons scattered throughout the Scattered Fire City reverberate.

The sword weapons converged into a dragon, raised their heads to the sky and hissed, and then rushed into the sword tower.

The golden four-story sword tower floated with sword light, turning into a golden long sword.

The blade of the long sword is blue-gray, flashing with dark golden lines, and the hilt has a golden sword tower mark.

"Under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect, how can you let go wild."

Han Muye drank in a low voice, shaking the void in a low voice.

At this moment, thousands of miles of space are full of sword groaning!

The Xuanling Sword Sect passed on the exercises, and the sword was passed on!

Below, Zhang Zhenbiao, who was coughing up blood in his mouth, crawled out of the ruins, looked at Han Muye, who was in charge of the sword tower in the sky, like an immortal, and shouted: "Zhang Zhenbiao, please senior brother to kill the enemy-"

The long sword in his hand flew up and went straight into the sky!

Han Muye raised his hand to hold the long sword and said lightly: "Okay." ”

Good!

This one word exhausts the arrogance of sword cultivation!

What if the enemy is like a strong enemy?

What if the situation is untenable?

The sword is in the hand, and the blood is burning.

Tens of millions of people live and die, and the honor and disgrace of the sect are all in this promise.

"Such a sword immortal ......" Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye, who was holding the sword in the air, his eyes widened, and he muttered in his mouth.

"It's really a sword immortal!" Excitement flashed across Zuo Bai's face, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Han Muye.

Han Muye's good word, like a strong wind, directly swept the world.

On the scattered fire city, the fairy light ripples.

The sword in his hand was raised, and he slashed down towards the canopy of the sky.

There is wind and thunder in the sword!

This is the sword of wind and thunder inherited by the Xuanling Sword Sect, and it is also the power of thunder and lightning that Han Muye condensed from the Kui Niu Divine Beast.

The wind and thunder are rolling, and before the sword light has arrived, the canopy has been lifted.

"Boom-"

A sword light burst like thunder, tearing the canopy of the great array through it.

The intertwined fairy patterns were broken in two by a sword.

Zhang Zhenbiao's thirteen sword lights could only resist the canopy, and just like that, the sword split in half.

"Clean and neat, wind and clouds, good swordsmanship!" Zhang Zhenbiao, who was holding a piece of broken wood in his hand, raised his head, his eyes flashing brightly.

This swordsmanship, under the immortals in the Xuanling Sword Sect, can have, but there are very few.

Below, countless immortal cultivators raised their heads.

In front of Zuo Baichou, three sword lights vibrate, as if he was frightened by this sword.

"Since it is the power of the fire of the scattered fire city, it is natural to return it." Han Muye looked at Peng Ming Daojun, who was trembling with trembling eyes, and spoke lightly.

As the words fell, the sword in his hand slashed again.

"Thorn-"

One by one, the streamers tore open the canopy, turned into flames, and fell to the earth.

These flames fell, igniting the fire in the otherwise silent city, and the swirling light flickered, and the blazing light shone on the heavens.

The originally blazing and dazzling light and heat, in the eyes of everyone, was so kind at this moment.

The city of scattered fires should be filled with fireworks like this!

The power of earth and fire returned, the great array dissipated, and the power to suppress the Wind Thief and the Nine Dead Worms disappeared.

The Nine Dead Worms and the Black-Armored Blackrider Wind Thieves all rose from the ground.

The sword in Han Muye's hand slowly pointed down, his gaze swept around, and there was a majesty and sword intent on his body that people couldn't look at directly.

"Under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect, those who rebel against the chaos will be killed."

As the sword points to, the world is clear!

Whether it was those immortal cultivators, or the Wind Thieves in black armor, or the Nine Dead Insects with squirming bodies, they all slowly paused their bodies.

The sword is in front, life and death are in a word!

Han Muye's long sword slowly provoked, pointing at Peng Ming Daojun, who was trembling all over, and then slowly pointed at the Shizhang Xiangtian Tiger Guard standing on top of the Qinghong Square.

Wearing a blue-gray battle armor, Xiangtian Tiger Wei clenched his fists, his face was solemn, and his eyes were full of boundless battle intent.

I wasn't sure, but I had to fight.

Because the sword in Han Muye's hand condenses the power that makes people have to fight.

"Tiger Guard under the Bitter Immortal Domain Xiangtian Immortal Demon Throne?"

Han Muye held the sword in his hand, and the cyan sword light flashed.

"Spanning hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth, you must have a mission to complete here."

"Give you a chance to die in honor."

"Take me a sword."