Ten thousand spirits towards the phoenix, the sea of fire that instantly transformed, the ten thousand swords shot out of Shangsang's palm burned in an instant, and the monstrous flames and firebirds seemed to burn this heaven and earth, and the clouds in the sky were shattered, terrifying.

Elder Shangsang, who had suffered from the inexplicable decline of twenty years of the withered glory that had evolved from Chu Muyun's talent Xuanyuan Technique, at the moment when the ten thousand swords under his palm were burned to ashes, the raging flames rushed madly, and under surprise, Shangsang once again showed the sword path to return to the sect law body, and in the protection of the broken cave sky, the void was hidden in situ, and when he reappeared, he was already embarrassed above the cloud sky a hundred zhang away.

Shangsang's mood at the moment can no longer be described in words.

Thinking that he is a dignified generation of kings, the existence of the peak of the three major sword sects except for the three major sect masters, and the cultivation of the mixed yuan realm that has lived for a hundred years, who dares to shout at him on weekdays?

But in the farce of these three swords, in the hands of a young man who was less than seventeen years old, he lost twenty years of his life. The cave sky was damaged, the broken palm was difficult to continue, the sword path returned to the sect body as if it was being baked by the fire of hell, and it was possible to disperse at any time, he looked down at the humiliation and unbearable of his body, and looked up to the sky and let out a roar like an ancient beast.

Endless rage, which can only be unleashed with endless killing.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sword gang around Shangsang's body skyrocketed to the extreme, and the half-step holy weapon sword in his hand was filled with blood light, the human sword was one, and the hungry and bloodthirsty Shangsang became a butcher who slaughtered thousands of living beings, and under the shroud of the broken cave sky, he rushed into the sea of fire of the Ten Thousand Souls Dynasty Phoenix desperately.

In the sea of fire in the sky, there are thousands of spirit birds and flying birds, they bow their heads and worship the emperor of a hundred birds, and they can be said to be the solid supporters of Murong Yunsheng. Seeing the blood light that was constantly rising in the sea of fire, watching his thousands of subjects fighting in blood, and constantly falling under the crazy Shangsang sword, how could Murong Yunsheng, who had already been phoenix Changming, be indifferent.

"Dress, don't mess around!"

Murong Yunshang was born with white phoenix blood, and after experiencing two nirvana, no one knew what kind of destructive power she had when she became crazy.

Just as she was about to give it a go, a soft shout suddenly came from afar, and at the moment when this voice spread through the heavens and the earth, on the top of the Heavenly Lord Peak, the three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were like a tide, setting off a cold wind of sword intent, and the sword saluted.

"Edgeworth is on the right path, worship a mountain alone, see the sect master!"

It was another baptism of worship, and the three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, together with the masters of the Imperial Sword Sect including Murong Sword City and the three elders of the Sword Pavilion, greeted each other with their swords when the figure of the Qingfeng Dao robe appeared in the sky!

Bancheng Hongxuan looked at the figure from a distance, and saw the person standing in the void with his hands in his hands, and his appearance and characteristics were very similar to a male who was about forty years old and in his prime. Around the simple and simple Qingfeng Dao robe, there are three sword streamers of different colors swirling, and there is an arrogant air of the mighty side in the ordinary simplicity.

This person is the Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect, Sword Du!

The cultivation in the middle of the Mixed Yuan Realm is called the Dugu Sword King in the western frontier of the Maple Domain!

Murong Yunsheng, who was dressed in white and won snow in the clouds, looked at the figure and was slightly stunned. In this Imperial Sword Sect, there are only three characters who can make her awe-inspired. Mo Tear, who had already passed away, his grandfather Murong Jiancheng, and the first powerhouse of the three major sword sects in front of him, the sect master of the Imperial Sword Sect, and her honorary master respected Jian Du.

It's not that Murong Yunshang has disrespect for the other high-level powerhouses in the sect, on the contrary, Bai Fengnu, who cultivates the popularity of the Three Thousand Great Dao, has respect for everyone, and she is courteous and thoughtful, and she has never felt that she is the future head of the Imperial Sword Sect and feels nobler and respected than others.

The reason why I am even more in awe of these three people is because their status in Murong Yunsheng's mind is irreplaceable.

Needless to say, although the Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect, Jian Du, was only Murong Yunsheng's nominal teacher, he undoubtedly blessed the Murong Clan in the ancient country of Loulan for more than ten years since Murong Yunshang joined the Imperial Sword Sect, so that the Mo royal family did not dare to provoke easily.

This is a great favor that is difficult to repay for Murong Yunsheng!

When the Venerable Master came, the respectful Murong Yunshang made a move, and the thousands of spirit birds and birds who came to worship from all directions withdrew from the sea of fire, and finally formed a dark cloud covering the sky and the earth again, and retreated faintly.

Shangsang, who had already killed red-eyed people in the sea of fire, was suddenly stopped by the four elders of the Tibetan Sword Sect and others.

"Meet the Master!" Murong Yunshang is a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, and his actions are naturally the Imperial Sword Ceremony.

Jian Du, the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect who was swirling around the streamer of the three swords, looked around indifferently, and his eyes with compelling sword intent stopped for a moment on the faint Chu Muyun, and said softly: "The day when the Kunlun Sword Shrine will open is approaching, you don't want to cultivate well in the back mountain to break through the realm as soon as possible, but what are you doing nonsense in the sword altar of the three sects?"

Murong Jiancheng in the cloud sky shook in his heart, this was the first sentence he had heard since he entered the Imperial Sword Sect, the reprimand of the Imperial Sword Sect Master to Murong Yunsheng.

For some reason, he felt a vague uneasiness in his heart.

Murong Yunshang also raised her beautiful eyes lightly, and looked at the Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect from afar: "Master, mother-in-law, she ......"

"Mother-in-law, you're just an outcast of the Imperial Sword Sect, what qualifications do you have to be worthy of the honorific title of the future head of the sect!" Jian Du's voice became a little sharp, he turned his head slightly, and shouted, "The three of you are in charge of supervising the Sword Pavilion, but you let a crazy woman break through the blockade. Great Elder, what do you say this sin should be?"

"The sect master forgives the sins, blame the old decay for his dereliction of duty! This will bring back Mo Tear's body!" The great elder guarding the Sword Pavilion was terrified, and was about to make a move towards the side of the red silk in the middle of the city.

The Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect, Jian Du, hummed softly, and then turned around lightly, and when he was about to leave, he swept the famous sword and hidden sword elder on the other side with his afterglow: "The three major sword sects are in the same qi, don't hurt the harmony because of some trivial things." This is the end of this year's Three Sects Sword Discussion, if the elders still have personal matters to deal with, please be merciful to your subordinates, and don't hurt my innocent three thousand disciples. ”

"Sect Master, rest assured, if we catch this son, we will leave naturally. The four elders of the Tibetan Sword Sect bowed their hands in thanks, and a touch of contemptuous greed flashed in the eyes that looked down on Chu Muyun.

Murong Yunsheng's face was full of puzzlement, she originally thought that Shizun appeared to stop this killing.

Because looking at the entire Imperial Sword Sect, only the sword alone can stop the murderous intent of the famous sword of the hidden sword.

"But, how so?"

"How could Shizun be so indifferent and ruthless!"

She couldn't believe this fact, and the shadow of the white dress flying in front of the three of them in Bancheng Hongxuan once again stood in front of the three of them: "Mother-in-law is no longer here, don't you even want to let go of her body?"

"Get out of the way, she was born as a member of the Imperial Sword Sect, and when she died, she was also a ghost of the Imperial Sword Sect, and she must return to the sect today. The Great Elder of the Sword Pavilion persuaded.

"Don't be angry, my Hidden Sword Sect doesn't have the slightest interest in that corpse, we just want that kid! You don't have a marriage contract with him anymore, so you can't be serious about this matter." The four elders of the Tibetan Sword Sect smiled gloomily.

"No, none of you can take it with you. Murong Yunshang shook his head vigorously.

Looking at Murong Yunsheng's stubbornness, the Great Elder of the Sword Pavilion of the Imperial Sword Sect and the others hesitated slightly.

"What are you waiting for!" Jian Du, the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect in the distance, shouted sharply at this time.

The elders of the Sword Pavilion looked at each other and sighed lightly: "The acting head of the sect has forgiven the sins!"

In an instant, the three Sword Pavilion elders of the Imperial Sword Sect, along with the other two Cave Heaven Realm elders who had originally viewed the three sects of the sword, stepped across the void.

On the other side, led by the crazy Shangsang and Elder Yang San in the early stage of the Mixed Yuan Realm, they led three famous sword and hidden sword elders, who also slashed into the air and stormed over.

Ten kendo powerhouses joined forces and rushed to two different targets, but in Murong Yunsheng's heart, they were all people who had crossed their hearts at this time and wanted to protect.

"I told you that no one is allowed to take them!"

Murong Yunshang looked up to the sky and roared, and that wonderful figure with a demeanor that was superior to the immortal suddenly awakened the power of the sleeping phoenix bloodline, so

The sky is above the clouds, and the sea of fire is endless.

An ancient beast that was proudly powerful, the White Spirit Fire Phoenix, was born from the sea of fire.