Between heaven and earth, a touch of splendor dispersed.

Ye Ding died, and this great Tianyang, who had stirred up the wind and clouds on the Dayan River and Lake for decades, left this river and lake.

And Yu Ying, the hall master who likes to play with power and is in charge of the Tianzun Palace, also accompanied his senior brother to Huangquan.

Maybe with his scheming and understanding of Ye Ding, he had long expected that the trip to Bikong Island would be dead, but he still came to Bikong Island willingly.

Only his death can make Xiao Qianqiu completely let go of his hands and feet, can he give the Zhenyi Sect a new life, and can the green pines full of wormholes regrow new branches and leaves.

This road leads to the Difu Huangquan, and the road is full of pedestrians, and on the Naihe Bridge in the Yellow Spring stands the deceased, which is a tragedy, but a reunion.

With the death of the two masters of the True One Sect, the True One Sect will inevitably usher in a new reshuffle, which will affect the pattern of the Yan Kingdom and the pattern of the world.

The situation is changing rapidly, and no one knows what will happen next.

The ups and downs of the rivers and lakes will not stop because of the death of the two people, and will even become more violent.

Ye Ding just made a post, he didn't force An Jing to come, he didn't force other Yanguo Jianghu masters to come, and he didn't force Jun Qinglin and Qi Xuandao to come.

But everyone came, and this is the real invitation to the urn.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are conflicts of interests.

Jianghu is a vanity fair, and it is difficult to describe a person as good, bad and ugly.

In it, they are just pursuing fame and fortune, or they are trying to survive.

An Jing looked at the two ashes, if you say how sad it is, it is unlikely, although Ye Dingbu settled the previous grievances of the Demon Sect and gave a gift, it can be regarded as leading the Demon Sect into the troubled water.

The culprit is dead, but the battle for the blue sky island is not over today.

Jun Qinglin looked at Qi Xuan not far away, and said: "He has a breath in his body, and his strength has become stronger again."

Just now the two of them fought against Qi Xuan, Jun Qinglin had almost used ninety percent of his strength, but he didn't fight like Ye Ding.

Qi Xuandao was able to repel Jun Qinglin and kill Ye Ding, who had swallowed the Shattered Yuan Pill, which was enough to show his current strength.

"The two of us join forces."

A dark shadow flickered behind An Jing, and the wind was swirling around him, as if he had come out of the underworld.

This cold feeling made Jun Qinglin frown slightly.

Qi Xuandao also looked over, the Ming Hong knife in his hand was still dripping with blood, and his eyes were not on Jun Qinglin's body, but on the ghost swordsman with a black shadow flickering behind him.

The island was now devastated, with debris from the tree, petals, blood, dirt, and countless corpses

"Let's see if you two can survive at my hands."

The corners of Qi Xuandao's mouth flashed with a cold tide, and he raised the Minghong knife in his hand.

The next moment, his body disappeared in place.

At the moment when he disappeared, the true qi in Jun Qinglin's body was also shocked, and he slapped his palm towards the ushered sword light.

"Be careful!"

The palm print and the sword light collided violently, and Jun Qinglin was forced to take three steps back, and couldn't help but shout.

"Hugh!"

The evil sword in An Jing's hand also stabbed over, flashing away with a sparkling cold light.

Like a shadow, Qi Xuandao appeared in front of An Jing, a blue-black finger light, crazy, as if spreading slowly.

Squeak!

The sound of bones twisting sounded, An Jingqiqi bled out, and wisps of blood seeped out of the surface of his skin, and the whole person was dyed into blood.

The time for the ghost to become a ghost is almost up.

The true qi on the surface of Qi Xuandao's body quickly gathered to the tip of his index finger, and the blue light shot out with a terrifying aura.

This finger is not simple!

Stop!

The blue-black finger light instantly hit An Jing.

"Broken!"

An Jing struck a sword on the finger light.

Recite!

A startling scene happened, the indestructible evil suppression sword actually bent out, like a bow full of strings, and the next moment, an extremely domineering force followed the sword body of the evil suppression sword and hit An Jing's palm.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

A wisp of blood flowed down the corner of An Jing's mouth, winding like a snake, with a whoosh, with this force, An Jing flew out, staggered to the ground, and involuntarily walked a few steps backwards, each step stepped on the ground with deep footprints.

I saw a wave of the knife in Qi Xuandao's hand, it was not a sword light but countless blue-black freezing points, and the freezing points in the sky were swept down like thousands of arrows, roaring towards An Jing overwhelmingly.

Seeing this, Jun Qinglin asked Tianlu to move on the parfait of his limbs, and did not spare his hand at all.

Black True Qi surged in front of him, supporting a huge light shield.

Titicaca!

The freezing point hit the black light mask, and they all collapsed, turning into the true qi of heaven and earth and dispersing towards the surroundings.

Seeing this, Qi Xuandao's brows furrowed slightly.

Jun Qinglin said indifferently: "That qi machine is not yours, right?" ”

"Is it important?"

Qi Xuandao gently wiped the ancient blade with his left hand, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Rumble!

The next moment!

It seemed that a volcano suddenly erupted at this time, and a terrifying true qi rose directly into the sky, and this piece of sky became cold at this time, and faintly, there were countless broken ice condensed next to Qi Xuandao's knife body.

Qi Xuandao looked at Jun Qinglin in front of him, his expression was indifferent, and that kind of strong oppression was like a mountain covering him.

The majestic true qi raged in the sky like a storm, and Qi Xuandao shook his palm, only to see the cold true qi roaring from his sword body like a tide.

Seven Uniques! Reverse the situation!

In the blink of an eye, a layer of ice condensed in the place where the blade passed, and with it, there was an endless cold current, which swept through, and even the air turned into brilliant ice crystals.

That layer of ice waves magnified sharply in Jun Qinglin's Tong Kong, and his face became extremely solemn.

In the realm of the Five Qi Grandmasters, it is a huge improvement to improve cultivation by one or two percent, not to mention that Qi Xuandao has not only improved by one or two percent at this moment.

Jun Qinglin's true qi moved, and then swept forward with one leg.

Seven Tribulations! Robbery!

Stripped away from heaven and earth, without the shackles of heaven and earth, now this leg carries the earth-shaking prestige, even the Qi Xuan Dao Five Qi Grandmaster does not dare to be careless.

Countless swords rained down in the air, colliding with the leg shadow.

Rumble!

It's like two huge mountains crashing into each other.

The next moment, I felt that the mountains were shaking, and the air was filled with extremely cold white smoke.

An Jing's body flashed, turning into a black shadow and killing towards Qi Xuandao.

Fast!

It's so fast!

The speed was extremely fast, even faster than Ye Ding, who had swallowed the Shattered Yuan Pill.

This not only surprised Qi Xuandao, but also made Jun Qinglin feel a little surprised.

But no matter how fast it is, there is still a slight gap from the Five Qi Grandmaster.

Qi Xuandao's true qi was running, and the ripples of the cold currents around him were stirring away, and the temperature became extremely low, and even the extremely fast speed of An Jing slowed down a lot.

It was so cold that An Jing felt as if his blood was frozen.

At this point, how can the sword drawn be withdrawn?

"Hugh!"

The Evil Suppression Sword flew forward, and with the surge of the sword body, it could be clearly seen that the cold current was pierced by the sharp sword light, forming two waves of qi.

In the next moment, the sword body of the Evil Suppression Sword differentiated into four sword lights.

They stabbed Qi Xuandao's throat, eyebrows, heart and other vital points respectively, and it contained the sword momentum of the sixth realm, and that kind of coercion was sharper and majestic than the sword momentum of any swordsman of the sixth realm.

Qi Xuandao pulled out the sword in his palm and slashed forward, but he didn't spare the slightest hand.

The sword momentum of the sixth realm was wrapped around the blade, forming a great coercion.

A blue sword light burst out from Ming Hong's sword, rushing forward at an astonishing speed, and where the extremely cold sword light passed, countless ice blue sword lights appeared around it, as if attached to the sword light.

The collision of sword light and sword light is also the collision of swordsman and swordsman.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang"

The piercing sound of gold and iron clashing formed a metal storm, and this metal storm seemed to be frozen.

"Boom!"

Eventually, a sword light surged in, shattering all the sword lights.

"Wow!"

An Jing grabbed the sword body of the evil suppression sword, and suddenly his internal organs were shocked, and a mouthful of blood arrow gushed out, and a strong black ice true qi surged from the sword body.

Black Ice is really angry!

This is exactly the true qi that Qi Xuandao broke into Ye Ding's body back then, which made Ye Ding's decades of cultivation not only not make an inch, but also tortured him for several years.

When the black ice true qi poured into his body, An Jing only felt a cold rush towards the dantian and the four limbs, and at that moment he hurriedly ran the "Nameless Heart Sutra" to forcibly suppress the black ice true qi that was surging.

At this moment, the last wave of ghost humanization rushed straight to his heavenly inspiration.

"Roar!"

A loud roar rang out in his head, as if his brain had turned ethereal at this moment, and then his eyes went black.

No, not pitch black, but nothingness.

Black is also a color, but his eyes have become nothing, and even black has disappeared.

"This is the remnant"

An Jing struggled to maintain the last wisp of consciousness.

Qi Xuandao's eyes also became cold, and he held the Ming Hong knife tightly, he didn't act rashly, because there was a master standing in front of him.

Yes, he is a master in his eyes.

With his current cultivation, there are very few people who can be called masters by him.

If Qi Xuandao is like a sharp and peerless knife at this moment, his hands are full of killing intent, his eyes are full of killing intent, and his heart is also full of killing intent.

Then Jun Qinglin on the other side is more like a scabbard, his eyes are as calm as water, and he can accommodate that extreme killing intent.

The two stared at each other with eyes as if they were hot and cold.

The waves are still howling, the wind is still blowing on the island, and the petals of the blue sky stained with blood are dancing in the air.

Qi Xuan felt a chill in his heart, it was not because of the cold of the sudden drop in temperature, but a kind of cold from the heart, and it was the old man opposite who gave him this feeling.

The old man, who seemed to be half buried in the ground, his eyes were still as calm as water, but the feeling he felt was turned upside down.

Actually, it's not that he has changed, but that Jun Qinglin has changed.

Jun Qinglin's eyes also had killing intent at this moment.

The cultivation of the Five Qi Grandmaster is very high, which is a well-known thing in the world, because the Five Qi Grandmaster has reached the limit that a person can reach, and crossing this realm is another world.

And at this moment, both of them are standing at the gate of the heaven and earth, and it can be said that they are looking down on the vast world.

Qi knows this truth better than anyone else.

How terrifying would a desperate Five Qi Grandmaster be?

But even so, Qi Xuandao's heart was full of confidence, he believed that he must be the last person to walk out of this blue sky island, because he was Qi Wushuang, the person known as unparalleled in the world.

The sunset shines on the blue sky island.

The broken petals and blood all over the mountain are as red as fire.

"Hugh!"

Qi Xuan didn't say much, and the Minghong knife in his hand slammed forward.

A narrow sword light spat out along the ancient blade, and the sword light shattered the ground in front of it, rolling towards the front.

Jun Qinglin didn't move, but why didn't he move!?

Why did he obviously see the sword light of a Five Qi Grandmaster like Qi Xuandao attacking, but he didn't react in the slightest?

There was no sword light in his eyes, only Qi Xuandao.

There is no sword light, so the 'non-existent' sword light naturally can't hurt his body.

"Wow!"

The sword light seemed to penetrate Jun Qinglin's body, rushing towards the mountain of Blue Sky Island behind him.

Bang! Bang!

The earth shook as soon as the sword light passed, and countless rubbles rolled down.

Qi Xuandao's brows tightened suddenly, it was impossible for a person to pass through that sword light, so there was only one explanation.

Jun Qinglin, who was just now, moved, and he avoided that sword light.

How the hell does it move!?

Qi Xuandao's self-confidence was like the cold ice, when it encountered the extreme flame, it began to melt a little, and this complete melting was what happened next.

Standing in the distance, the ghost swordsman Black Shadow walked towards him with a sword.

The ghost swordsman was covered in blood, and there were others, as well as his own.

These are not the most terrifying, the most terrifying is the black shadow behind it.

There was no expression in his eyes, like the sword in his hand, as if he were a dead object.

The glow of the setting sun shone on An Jing's face, and the orange glow should have been warm, but it added a bit of weird coldness.

When the sun sets, it's night.

And as the night continues to deceive, the black shadow that has almost disappeared seems to end with the sunset, it doesn't seem to want to leave like this, and is still greedily enjoying the world.

At this moment, An Jing's whole person melted into the black shadow, as if he was the black shadow, and the black shadow was him.

Qi preached and couldn't tell the difference.

Jun Qinglin was also indistinguishable.

But both of them were cold in their hearts, their hearts were beating uncontrollably, and at this moment they actually felt that neither of them was the most terrifying existence on the island.

It was the young man, the young man who fought with a sword from beginning to end.

An Jing gradually blended into the darkness with the black shadow, completely merging with the darkness.

Anyone knows that darkness is the most terrible.

Nothing is scarier than darkness.

Because of the unknown in the dark, the unpredictable in the dark.

Now, Anjing itself is already dark.

There was darkness in front of me.

The next moment, there was only darkness left in the eyes of the two.

The darkness came and went quickly, and the darkness flashed in a moment, but it left an indelible mark in the hearts of the two.

Qi Xuandao looked at the black shadow, the firm belief in his heart completely melted, and his brows were tightly locked.

There was a retreat in his heart.

The real horror in this world has never been the divine weapon, nor the unfathomable cultivation.

It's people.

Talent is the most terrible existence in the world.

The Ming Hong knife in Qi Xuandao's hand loosened slightly, and then he took two steps back to the rear.

He didn't want to fight for his life, and he wouldn't fight for his life with the two.

Two steps back, and there was no response.

"Let's go!"

His gaze at An Jing counted for a few breaths, and he grabbed the weak Lu Qiu Jian, and then turned into a streamer of light and flew away into the distance.

Jun Qinglin looked at Qi Xuandao's back with both eyes, he knew that Qi Xuandao didn't want to fight hard, and he was the same, so he didn't step forward to stop Qi Xuandao's retreat.

The two fought desperately to the death, no matter what the victory or defeat was, it would be extremely disadvantageous to anyone, and only the people on the high Diaoyu Tai were the ones who ultimately benefited.

This may be the best outcome.

Jun Qinglin withdrew his eyes and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar An Jing in front of him.

I saw that the black shadow behind it was slowly disappearing, and as the light of the setting sun fell, the black shadow also disappeared completely.

Heaven and earth gradually melted into darkness, and the black shadow disappeared.

"Phew!"

An Jing's body was weak, and he only felt a feeling of powerlessness surging over his body, if it weren't for the evil sword inserted on the ground, he would almost fall headlong.

He was trying to gasp for air, but the strength seemed to be wearing.

Thinking of the darkness just now, he still has a lingering season.

Jun Qinglin walked up to An Jing and asked, "How are you?" ”

"Still alive?"

An Jing's words seemed to be answering, and it was like asking.

He didn't know if he was still in the darkness, or if he had already come out of it, but he felt a faint light appear in front of him.

Jun Qinglin said faintly: "Qi Xuandao is gone, he is unwilling to fight with me, an old man who is half buried in the soil, or maybe he was scared away by you." ”

Qi Xuandao obviously didn't want to give up easily, and seeing that there was still a treacherous and unpredictable An Jing in his eyes, he finally gave up his plan.

If it was really to the end, not to mention whether Qi Xuan Dao could win, it would be impossible for him to get out of this blue sky island intact.

And this is also the scene that Ye Ding, the Great Yan Emperor wants to see the most.

Qi Xuandao naturally would not do such a stupid thing.

In addition, An Jing suddenly became extremely abnormal, not to mention Qi Xuandao, even Jun Qinglin was a little surprised in his heart.

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

As the ghost humanization secret technique dissipated, he only felt extremely weak all over his body, and that huge side effect was much stronger than the last time he refined the thousand-year-old black dragon divine soul.

If Qi preaches and does not leave, the best outcome may be nothing more than a lose-lose situation.

And losing both sides is not good for the Demon Sect.

Exhaling a breath, An Jing couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his mind, and subconsciously said in his heart: "What is that remnant soul?" Why can a mutilated soul have such a terrible effect?"

The thousand-year-old black snake is a strange beast, and his soul can be compared to an ordinary grandmaster, and this mutilated soul is even more powerful than the thousand-year-old black dragon, I don't know how much.

What is the complete soul?

Is it a human or a beast?

If it was a human being, it could be the divine soul cultivated by the Great Grandmaster, how could it be suppressed by the Evil Suppression Sword?

If it is a strange beast, what kind of strange beast will it be?

But soon his body weakened, and the pain invaded, causing his facial features to be distorted

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