The brows are stretched out from the truth, and a small accident does not hinder the overall trend.

Lizhen was the first to walk out of the thunder pond with eighteen mountain treasures as the hub of the formation, and the observation formed by the manifestation of the sword intent followed closely behind, and the rest of the black-clothed immortals followed out in turn.

Lizhen turned his head and said: "What a trick for the Yin God to travel far away, this thunder pool, heaven and earth two tribulations, can be regarded as a gift for you." ”

The price is not small, eighteen treasures, eighteen array eyes, after the catastrophe, will destroy most of the objects of the magic weapon rank, including two half-immortal soldiers, the five thunder magic seals and the imitation white jade Jing pagoda, will not be destroyed, but will also "fall" and become a magic weapon rank.

It's just that he is a retreat disciple of the Ancestor, so this price can be completely bearable.

It's just a small accident one after another, first this person left the city in place of Ning Yao, and then he never fought in close quarters, wasting the murderous sword intent cage in vain, and now even he has been deceived, leaving only a yin god who travels far away from the body, and alone carries the thunder pool catastrophe that can seriously injure the sword cultivation of the Yupu Realm, after all, he doesn't like it in his heart.

He was only twelve years old, his words and deeds were domineering, no one was in his eyes, he chattered, stepped on the head of the big demon, and stood still to make him a move.

This person didn't even take the bait.

Replaced by any young sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, one by one, they don't know the height of the sky, except for Ning Yao, they should have died no longer than they could.

Lizhen couldn't help but turn his head to look again.

The man in the green shirt, after being broken by the truth of the way, no longer concealed, his feet off the ground, his sleeves fluttering, a little away from the earth calamity, I saw his wrist flipped, holding a closed jade bamboo folding fan, gently tapping the palm, the clothes appeared a ripple vibration, the green shirt on the body immediately faded away, into a snow-white robe, the man and Lizhen glanced at each other, smiled: "Tossed such a big battle, only trapped my little yin god, distressed or not? Don't you stay in the thunder pool, and stare at me to disappear? Don't you worry that the catastrophe will hit me and I won't die, and the bamboo basket will be empty?"

The man held a fan in one hand, then raised one hand, and there was a remnant of a cyan talisman in the palm of his hand, like a little green mud on his hand.

Just a talisman is exchanged for the fall and damage of so many immortal soldiers and magic weapons from the truth.

The key is to get the real body out of a place where it will die.

Most of the sword immortals in the city breathed a sigh of relief.

If you die heroically, you will still die after all.

Lizhen smiled: "The Yin God is still the Yin God, after all, it is not a trick, if it is gone, it is gone, your monk realm does not seem to be high, not to mention that under the age of thirty, no matter how high the energy is higher than Ning Yao and Pang Yuanji? Maybe you will give me a blessing for nothing. I may not be happy to accept it when someone else gives it to me, but snatching it from you is a tattered magic weapon, and I will feel very meaningful. ”

Li Zhen gradually moved away from Lei Chi, turned his head and said as he walked: "Although I don't know where you are sacred, when did the Great Wall of Sword Qi produce such an interesting guy as you again, but I know Ning Yao of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I can hear that my ears are calloused." You took the initiative to repay the gift for Chen Qingdu, Ning Yao didn't stop you, Chen Qingdu still dared to bet heavily, from that moment on, I knew that you had to die, what's wrong with paying a price. Maybe killing you is no worse than killing Ning Yao. ”

Li Zhen pointed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi at the height, "The price? ”

Lizhen looked at the young man in white and waved his hand, "Let's go." ”

The Yin God collapsed, and from then on, the soul was incomplete, and for the monks, even if they fell into the root of the disease that the gods could not be saved, their combat power would be greatly reduced.

The yin god smiled slightly, his sleeves shook, the talisman was like a cloud like flowing water, overwhelming, and the talisman thrown out before was crushed and shattered by the real treasure, it doesn't matter, I have a lot of talismans.

The Five Elements Talisman, the Thunder Law Talisman, the Slush Talisman, the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman on the "Danshu Authentic Works", the Extradition Talisman taught by Qi Jinglong, and the Soshan Talisman taught by the student Cui Dongshan, there are no less than 20 kinds.

It was naturally a pity that the talisman could not form a formation before, but it could still be used to help observe the flow of qi in the subtleties of the heavenly tribulation and the earth tribulation.

Li Zhen suddenly stopped and asked, "The way you looked like you were determined to die before, did you deliberately lure me out of this formation early?"

The white-clothed Yin God smiled and said, "Guess. ”

Li Zhen kindly reminded: "Take advantage of the two tribulations of heaven and earth, remember not to forget, the eighteen mustard seed sword immortal puppets guarding the treasure, when the two tribulations are activated, they will be idle, and every time the sword is released, it is equivalent to the full blow of the earth immortal sword cultivator." ”

Looking away from the truth, "Is it possible to show the real body?"

Previously, Li Zhen was on the head of the Yue family's sword immortal, and he made a little move, and after the strange talisman that helped the other party hide his breath was gone, it was useless to hide it anywhere.

As far as the line of sight could see, the ripples rippled like water ripples, and out of a man in a green shirt with his hands rolled up his sleeves, and there were two sword fairy flying swords imitated by Beiju Luzhou Hate Sword Mountain flying around him, pine needles, and cough thunder.

The two flying swords disappeared in a flash.

Li Zhen stopped talking, and the two black-clothed immortals behind him who were condensed by sword intent swept away, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

Chen Ping'an stepped on the ground and disappeared out of thin air in place, dodging two sword lights, and there were two more black sword immortals, one of them stood in front of Lizhen with a sword, and the other dissipated without a trace.

Only the tall "contemplation" of the sword intent condensation that is the most substantial and almost real person always stands behind the real person.

A sword cultivator with a low realm, and at the same time a pure martial artist with a not low realm?

Who the hell is this?

Remove a few points from the unhappiness in my heart.

The big demon Chongguang bowed his head and bent down, standing behind the gray-clothed old man, and stopped talking.

The old man in gray said with a smile: "Behind closed doors in the wild world, they are all their own families. It's okay to suffer a little loss this time. It's still very early to talk about victory or defeat. ”

Only after suffering will you know to concentrate on sword practice. No longer deep down, rejecting the identity of "contemplation".

The big demon smiled flatteringly, but it was terrifying for a moment.

Isn't it the result of a sure win?

The old man in gray said, "It's just that you won't lose." ”

The big demon Chongguang was sweating profusely.

The gray-clothed old man smiled: "It's so close, you've stood for so long, and the aura of the Great Dao has earned you a lot, so it should be regarded as a reward for the previous two small fights." ”

The big demon Chongguang bent back and quietly left.

On the head of the city, there was no sword on the left and right to slash the sea of heavenly tribulation clouds.

Young sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi under the age of thirty, without exception, are all geniuses among geniuses, and this is the only big year for the Great Wall of Sword Qi for thousands of years.

The last time there was such a big year, it was the most tragic battle on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so that above the city, only Chen Qingdu was left to defend it.

But this time, for thirty or forty years of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it has taken excellent care of these children. Of course, the price is the death of many more Earth Immortal Sword Masters who protect the children's formation.

Pang Yuanji said: "If it were me, five thunders would fall from the sky, and the ground would kill the machine, and I would definitely not be able to dodge, so I could only resist and die." ”

Gao Youqing, the younger sister of Gao Yehou, said softly: "I will only die faster, die from that sword formation." ”

Dong Huafu said: "That little beast is a retreat disciple of the master of Tuoyue Mountain, except for Sister Ning, it is normal for any of us to lose, don't think about anything." Look at us, who can take out so many half-immortal soldiers and magic weapons in one go? Therefore, according to Chen Ping'an's statement, to deal with this kind of rich, powerful and backer, we can't 'let the other party go and give away people's heads', 'let the other party pick up a group of us', and when the time comes, everyone will share the accounts, and everyone will be rich. ”

Pang Yuanji said: "Reason is such a reason, but we also have to see that little beast, just being able to control so many treasures in one go is not something that ordinary people can do." This time I fought against Chen Ping'an, and it was Chen Ping'an, and the other party's big and small traps did not have immediate results, and the next time we fought on the battlefield, we must be especially careful of this kind of person. ”

A young sword cultivator who didn't have a good relationship with Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu, and the Diezhang Wine Store said fairly, "Compared to that heart and hands, that little beast has found the wrong person." ”

Ning Yao looked up at the Sea of Clouds Heavenly Tribulation and was silent.

If it was her, it would not be difficult to block it, but the impact would be far-reaching and it would be very troublesome.

Chen Qingdu said with a smile: "Ning girl, if it is your end, there will naturally be no gambling contract." And since Chen Ping'an was pulled to the city by me, there will be no such 'if'. ”

Chen Qingdu remembered an old incident that was rarely remembered, "Wu Chengpei once asked Ah Liang, who in the world can't die, and whether it has anything to do with the surname and family." ”

"Ah Liang is not in a rut, this kind of question is the most troublesome to answer, so I had to go to Tuoyue Mountain and the Luoluo River later. ”

Chen Qingdu smiled and turned his head to look at Ning Yao, "I naturally value you and Chen Ping'an, but I really don't think you can't die." Speaking of which, it's a bit complicated, Ning girl, do you know what I mean?"

Ning Yao nodded and said, "Understood." But I am very unhappy, not for myself, for Chen Ping'an. ”

Left and right sneered: "If you are unhappy, you have to count me as one." ”

Chen Qingdu smiled more, talking to Ning Yatou is worry-free, so straightforward and good, "That's good." It's good to save everything from being careless and unhappy, otherwise the left and right are the lessons of the past, what sword to practice, why to practice sword, why life and death, and keep hitting the wall. Until today, he is a little bit like a real sword cultivator. ”

Chen Qingdu turned a deaf ear and said to himself: "Real sword cultivation." ”

True sword cultivation will make a sword for the world, but you can forget life and death, and transcend life and death.

This is a big thing that is extremely difficult to do the more you think about it, and it is also a small thing that can be done inadvertently.

In fact, it is a strange thing that many Middle Five Realm Sword Cultivators can do, but the Upper Five Realm Sword Immortals are becoming more and more unable to do it.

The world is becoming more and more unhappy, and I am discouraged and unwilling. The world is getting better and better, it is inevitable to be reluctant, the swordsmanship is not high, there is no way to be reluctant, it is better to die for yourself for others, the swordsmanship is high enough, you have the ability to find all kinds of reasons for yourself not to die, this is also the normal feeling of people who are righteous, and they can't be demanding.

The human heart is worthy of being the most interesting cage set up by the gods back then.

As for the other cage, it is people's perception of the passage of time, the ancient sages, separated the heaven and the earth, and the future generations were invisible, but they were just watching the scenery from the shore, so they were always a little bit less meaningful. Therefore, any person, before the real enlightenment, even if it is the ascending realm, will inevitably have the feeling of vanity in life. This is a great problem that the three religions and the sages of the hundred schools of thought have been tirelessly trying to find a final solution for thousands of years.

The truth-seeking of the monks in the immortal realm, the Confucianism of settling people's hearts with the righteousness of Haoran, the self-grasping of Buddhism, and the return to the truth of Taoism are all working this matter.

Everyone is working hard to survive, and everyone is silently begging for death, what a contradiction. Therefore, we need to pursue the world of life, the shape is like the middle of the day, the heart is like the moon in the sky, everything is clear, clear and bright.

Chen Qingdu said a strange word to Ning Yao, "No matter what the result is, don't think that Chen Ping'an will lose too much in this battle." ”

Ning Yao was silent.

Chen Qingdu said with a smile: "I didn't ask Chen Ping'an to leave the city to return the gift." ”

On the battlefield, the dust is flying.

The three illusory black-clothed immortals took out their swords, always standing on one side, besieging Chen Ping'an, the sword light was bright, the momentum was like thunder, and there was no order at all, just smashing at Chen Ping'an.

After one of the black-clothed immortals was hit by a close-range punch, his body was shaken apart, but soon the sword intent reunited, and the dead thing condensed by the sword intent was only a little dim, and the sword was still as usual, and the sword light was extremely fast and heavy.

There was also an immortal who was hit by his own sword light, and then continued to come back to life as if from the dead.

In addition, in the battlefield with a huge disparity in strength, the sea of clouds containing the Five Thunder Righteous Law hung low, and the earth was pulled up by the thunder pool, obviously to border heaven and earth, and crush the white-clothed Yin God who was in it.

The third black-clothed immortal who had been hiding in the shadows appeared and stood still, unconsciously, separated in all directions.

In the snap of a finger, the four black-clothed immortals trembled behind them, and a statue of a god rose from the ground, standing up four heavenly kings, like the most lifelike painted gods in the world, and then when the four sword immortals pinched the sword trick at the same time, the four heavenly kings opened their eyes at the same time, showing the angry eyes of the heavenly king.

One of the statues of the gods, gorgeous and gorgeous, the whole body is full of golden light, wearing the crown of five Buddhas, wearing a golden armor, wearing jewels, and holding a treasure tower on the right.

There was also a god like a golden man, with a red and purple armor, and a face with a look of wrath, holding a spear in his right hand, which touched the ground, and holding a treasure mirror in the other, reflecting the earth.

There is also a heavenly king and a law minister dressed in heavenly clothes, holding a knife with his left arm hanging down, and holding a treasure in his palm.

The last idol is wrapped in a dragon and holds a red rope in its right hand, which is said to be able to subdue the dragon kings of all parties.

Lizhen is dual-minded, not only looking at the true body of the opponent in the array, but also carefully observing the white-clothed Yin God in the two tribulations of heaven and earth.

The four Heavenly Kings each held a treasure, and re-enveloped a small world with treasure light, and after the four black sword immortals formed a formation, their bodies dissipated on their own, turning into wisps of essence sword intent.

Chen Ping'an handed out a punch, and the cloud steamed Daze style, which shook the small heaven and earth canopy, and it was temporarily impossible to sink and suppress the earth with heavenly power.

At the same time, the flying sword swept out of the natal trick and strangled those close-range sword intents.

Lizhen pulled the corners of his mouth, and the other party had a lot of ability to press the bottom of the box, and it was not until this moment that he was forced to sacrifice the enemy.

Lizhen's mind moved slightly, and the "contemplation" behind him took a step forward, like a true god who protects the Dharma, sheltering and deviating from the truth.

A ray of lightning green sword light, with an unimaginable flying speed, instantly nailed into the body of the observation, straight open, and then the tip of the sword trembled slightly, the distance from the center of the real eyebrows, but only a foot away.

Taking a step back from the truth, observing that the ethereal figure became more and more condensed, he had to reach out and use his two fingers to imprison the extremely insidious sneak attack flying sword.

I never thought that the dark green flying sword that couldn't hit would disappear backwards.

Ordinary people, weak physique, even if they get a magic weapon on the mountain, they can't control it, they will only suffer.

Similarly. Not all Earth Immortals can fully control a Demi-Immortal Soldier.

As for making the immortal soldier recognize the master, it is even more difficult to reach the sky.

But Lizhen now has immortal soldiers in his hands, and there are two of them.

Lizhen raised a palm, which was the ancestor talisman of all the true shapes of the five mountains today, called the Three Mountains Talisman.

Once it is sacrificed, the price is so great, that is, it will be bitter to deal with Ning Yao, and it is still reluctant to deal with the young man in front of him.

So Lizhen continued to clench his fist as a fist, spread out the other hand, the slowly circulating sword pill in the palm of his hand, it was himself, or the natal flying sword of the contemplation, the battle of Tuoyue Mountain, it was already broken, but it was only at a huge cost to Tuoyue Mountain, warm for ten thousand years, before it recovered its peak little by little, every siege battle in history, there will be a special big demon responsible for using ancient secret methods to capture the sword intent of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and secretly send it to Tuoyue Mountain, among which the great demon of Tuoyue Mountain is personally involved in danger and wants to steal more sword intent, so he will be trapped by Dong Sangen and Chen Xi。

Capturing a Flying Ascension Realm Demon alive is far from being as simple as killing a Great Demon.

When Lizhen spread out his palm, the sword pill only trembled slightly, causing the heaven and earth around Lizhen to begin to distort, and it was nothing more than the sword immortal observation formed by the condensation of sword intent, and it turned his head to look at it, it was obviously a dead thing, but at this moment, it revealed a complex look that looked like a person.

Lizhen raised his head, clenched his fists again, and smiled at the "contemplation": "This is mine, not yours." ”

Guan Zhao swung his sword lightly, knocking away a faint green sword light that suddenly appeared.

Ignoring the elusive flying sword, Lizhen strode forward, passed through the void figure of the contemplation, and continued to watch the battle.

That young man was really not an ordinary carrying beating, a spear of the Heavenly King Faxiang smashed down, and he blocked it directly with his arm, and the whole person was hit by a blow, and his legs directly sank into the ground.

Above the city, the young geniuses of the Great Wall of Sword Qi continued to communicate with each other in words and hearts.

Dong Bu smiled and said: "It's another battle in which Chen Ping'an has no power to fight back, one side, one side." ”

Guo Zhujiu nodded vigorously and said: "That little beast is really powerful, he can be called a brother and a brother with Qi Hunt, and when they meet on the battlefield in the future, before the two sides start fighting, they can talk to their hearts first." ”

Chen Sanqiu smiled bitterly.

In fact, these seemingly gag words are relaxed, precisely because everyone's heartstrings are tight.

Just said that the little girl who was not afraid of the green end that day, her forehead was full of sweat at this time, and she was worried.

In the process of the sea of clouds hanging low and the earth rising, the heaven and the earth have not yet completely bordered, and the entire thunder pool on the ground leads to the sea of clouds, and there are five thunderbolts smashing the ground, between heaven and earth, there are more and more thunder and lightning whips, before landing, they will also divide countless subtle lightning snakes that contain the true meaning of the thunder law, and a white-clothed yin god is trapped in it, and can only continue to avoid the wind, not only to avoid the five thunderbolt pillars that crash to the ground, but also to avoid those disordered electric light that spreads like instantaneous branches and leaves.

However, heaven and earth border, and the two calamities overlapped.

Doomed to have nowhere to hide.

Li Zhen smiled at the four Dharma Masters and said: "Don't worry, let this pure martial artist who was originally a high martial artist slowly turn into a dry skeleton with a broken bone, and taste the taste of that vulgar man becoming a god." ”

After saying this, Lizhen looked up at that Ning Yao, and listened to Senior Sister Tuo Yueshan say that the sword cultivation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the most delicious.

The young man who was trapped in two battlefields separately by the Yin God and the True Body was probably one of the few exceptions.

It's just that Ning Yao didn't look at Lizhen, but just stared at the sea of clouds that was falling faster and faster.

Ning Yao didn't care about the verbal provocation that was out of the truth.

Far away from the land at the head of the city, there are flying swords that continue to sweep towards Lizhen, like a sword cultivating a sword.

This time it was no longer just that faint green sword light, but three of them.

The first handful is the pine needles with thin needles.

Observing the sword being handed out, the flying sword suddenly changed its trajectory and disappeared without a trace, and there was only a ravine of the same depth on the earth.

Observing the twist of the wrist, he continued to draw the sword, it was the amazing cough thunder, and he still retreated without a fight, but he was affected by the sword qi of the sword watching the battle, and when he retreated, the tip of the sword was crooked.

I think it's a little funny.

It turned out to be two embroidered pillows? If it is an ordinary battlefield, it can indeed scare people, and many life and death lines can change the situation.

Only the flying sword fifteen, which really contained a killing intention, broke through the air from the far side, drew an arc, and swept towards the back of Lizhen's head.

Now that he will be dragged down by the realm of the present and his thoughts, he can't completely rely on his instinct to make a sword, and he is not at the peak of his true body, so the sword immortal can't see the sword, so he simply reached out and grabbed the flying sword.

Lizhen didn't care about this kind of assassination at all.

It doesn't hurt to eat a sword.

What's more, there is also a view to block the flying sword.

Lizhen's only concern now is to determine whether the young man's true body is all of his true body, or whether he is just a Yang God body.

Once the real body is still hiding somewhere unknown, waiting for the opportunity to move, it will be a small accident that has nothing to do with the overall situation but will make him lose his eyes.

After all, this opponent seems to be too different from Jian Xiu, who likes to go straight.

It should be like the left and right sides of the city.

Lizhen thought about it, and it was good to wait for the dust to settle on the two battlefields, but it didn't seem to be a problem for him to be so idle.

He sacrificed a natal flying sword known as the blessed one, soared into the sky, brought a touch of snow-white light, and finally transformed into a round of bright moon in the wild world, competing with the sun.

The full moon hung in the air, the moonlight was like water, sprinkled on the world, reflecting the battlefield for hundreds of miles, and the wisps of ancient sword immortal sword intent were mostly a little stagnant after being reflected by the moonlight.

Lei Chi is a small world, relying on the accumulation of treasures, as well as his self-proclaimed ability to form a rune array.

The four black-clothed immortals are not only a blinding method, but also a blinding method, after the law stands, it is a small world.

When the True Natal Flying Sword is sacrificed, it is the third one.

Looking at the truth, the moonlight sprinkled on the earth is stained with the breath of time and flowing water, so when the thoughts in the heart of the heart are certain, outside the two cage small worlds, the third small world will be still, and more than 100 zhang under the earth is still included.

As it turned out, the young man had no more means to keep his real body in hiding elsewhere.

However, the three real and fake flying swords are finally a little interesting, and they are no longer entangled in the truth, but just fly in the distance, just like the headless flies, especially the two imitation flying swords, which are crumbling and very funny.

In the small world, except for those sword immortal sword intents that seemed to be unconstrained by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the circulation speed was slowed down, and the rest of the countless sword qi were turned into powder in the moonlight flowing water.

Lizhen breathed a sigh of relief, because there were no more small accidents, but he was also a little disappointed.

Looking at the flying sword in his hand, he had escaped, and the sharpness of the flying sword was quite good.

It's just that the observation is also unharmed, the faint green sword light, for a long time, has returned again and again, and after all, it is difficult to escape the fate of the master's death and the collapse of the natal flying sword.

It and the poor master were just dying.

The first Thunder Pond Heaven and Earth were already bordered by heaven and earth, and in the high sky above the earth and below the city, a huge wave of sword qi splattered out in all directions, like sword immortals offering flying swords in unison.

Little Yin God,

The second small world where the statue of the Four Heavenly Kings sits is more of a real body that punches as a pure martial artist, and the young man's hands and shoulders are already bare bones, and he really wants to make him a white skeleton, which is obviously not a fool's dream.

In the second small world, Chen Ping'an, who was drenched in blood, still kept punching, attacking a small heaven and earth barrier with a god-man drumming style.

The fist is white bone.

Every time he punches and closes his fist, the flying sword will make up for it at the drop punch.

The flying sword fifteen, which was in the third small world, suddenly turned the tip of the sword, as if it was going to be the first day of the flying sword, with the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword.

The two swords collided, and a gap appeared in the barrier between heaven and earth.

Wearing a green shirt and the last punch of the god drumming style, at the cost of a broken arm, the fist opened the world, in the incomparably brilliant glorious glazed scene, a straight line, rushing to the existence of the most proud son of the wild world, from the truth.

It's just that from breaking through a small world, you have to devote yourself to the next small world, and you should be blocked and seriously injured, so it is reasonable to be slower than the original running speed.

However, a peak fist intent flowed like a waterfall, and it was like a high god descending on his body, making Chen Ping'an run as fast as thunder, and instantly swept for more than ten miles, and the golden fist intent and the moonlight flowing water created by the True Natal Flying Sword collided with each other, directly exploding the latter.

Ning Yao was on the head of the city, his eyes were shining, and as far as he could see, it was Chen Ping'an, a pure martial artist who was still in a green shirt but had no white hostas, and he couldn't help but look at the Thunder Pond Heavenly Tribulation that bordered heaven and earth.

Li Zhen no longer clenched his fist, and gently clenched his fist with one hand, and the whole arm began to separate flesh and blood, and the white bones shattered.

I didn't expect that I still needed to use this hand of immortal soldier talisman to the point of being miserable.

Lizhen's entire arm had disappeared, and his face was a little pale, but where he was originally clenched into his fist, an ancient talisman appeared, hanging in the air.

I saw that the young man with one arm drooping, shaking his sleeve in his left hand, appeared a golden robe, and continued to run, but at the same time, the robe was put on by itself.

The next moment, above the earth, a three-peaked rolling mountain range appeared.

The young man who had changed from a green shirt to a golden robe was no longer to be seen.

A long golden line swept through the sky of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Crossed the three-mountain mountain.

The small world created by the moonlight and the flowing water of the natal sword, a sword split, fell straight to the top of the real head.

Li Zhen lost the sword pill in his hand, and instantly melted into the eyebrows of the sword immortal beside him.

The sword immortal looked at the ethereal figure, and the sword light sputtered in an instant, dozens of feet tall, holding a long sword to block the golden long sword.

Bleeding from the seven orifices of the truth, and hatred in my heart.

If you don't die, you have to drag yourself into the water!

It should have been only Ning Yao who was qualified to make himself pay such a big price!

In order to control that immortal soldier talisman, he needs to lose one soul and one soul from the truth! And that sword pill is integrated into the contemplation of the sword heart.

The original intention of leaving the truth was to simply give up this observation that was equivalent to the value of two immortal soldiers, cooperate with the Three Mountains Talisman, and exchange his life with Ning Yao!

Otherwise, as long as his sword heart is slightly resistant to "contemplation" in the future, it means that he will not be able to truly control a puppet who holds an immortal soldier and is an immortal soldier in his own life. What fought side by side with Chen Qingdu, and didn't learn the observation of the Dragon Monarch until he died, what kind of oldest prisoner of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he should die cleanly, refreshingly.

Lizhen suddenly turned his head to look at the sky after the collision between heaven and earth, and stared straight straight with wide eyes.

It is a white hosta that is slowly falling.

Indeed, there is no more white-clothed yin god.

In the sky above his head, the immortal sword immortal whose trajectory was always condensed with golden light collided with the long sword in Guan Zhao's hand.

In addition to the place where Lizhen stood, the surrounding earth instantly sank dozens of feet.

Between the white hosta and Lizhen, there happened to hover and stare two flying swords that looked like from beginning to end, pine needles, and cough thunder.

It's just a straight line.

On the way to the white hosta, a Chen Ping'an appeared.

In an instant, Chen Ping'an stepped on the flying sword pine needle, and the next moment, he stood on top of the cough thunder.

Before becoming a martial artist in the Wind Realm, there should be a way to escape with a sword.

Therefore, Cui Dongshan, Qi Jinglong, and Nalan Night Walk worked together to study this secret technique for Chen Ping'an.

First, the two flying swords of pine needles and cough thunder were refined into existences similar to "talismans", so that pine needles and cough thunder could be used as anchor points in the long river of time, helping Chen Ping'an to withdraw from the battlefield for more than 100 miles, or even hundreds of miles, in an instant.

But in the end, for a pure martial artist like Chen Ping'an, the method of escaping should still be used to fight for his life and kill people!

Chen Ping'an's true body has actually always been integrated with the Yin God, but it just made the opponent feel that the Yin God was out of the body and traveled far away and evacuated the Thunder Pool.

Intentionally, in the sea of clouds and heavenly tribulation, the earth thunder pool, the eighteen mustard seed sword immortals were severely injured by the "Yin God", and only at the last moment, the real body and the Yin God hid together in the hosta of the Yin God's head.

Otherwise, hide in it early, and maybe between the lines, the white hosta that has no owner for the time being will fall into the hands of the opponent.

As for the fifteenth day of the first month, the pine needle cough thunder, a total of four flying swords, all of which were left to Chen Ping'an, a pure martial artist on the outer body of the Yang God, and the magic robe Jin Li, which was of the rank of immortal soldier.

Both are just seeking immortality, and it is enough.

Only in the blink of an eye of a few thoughts, not to talk about the realm and swordsmanship, just to say that there are a lot of thoughts, no matter if you are a sword immortal at the head of the city, it is not as good as me Chen Ping'an.

For this moment out of the sword.

Lizhen looked up, his expression was complicated, and he tried his best, what else could he do, the worst result, the accident in case, it seemed that it really came.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and read a word silently.

A sword slashed down, directly cutting the body of the real person into two on the spot.

It's just a slight deflection of the head.

So I finally saved a complete head.

The long sword in his hand is just an imitation of the sword intent condensed, really when Chen Ping'an is above the city, he is taught the sword again and again, it is Chen Ping'an who wastes his time.

It's not the sword immortal who still confronts the view.

Scholars look at the world, and all things are desirable and turned into their own use.

After Chen Ping'an landed, the sword intent of the long sword was shattered, he stepped on the skull with one foot, and handed it out with a punch, detaining all the souls that tried to flee in all directions.

Only the soul that was broken from the real nature was held in his hand by a young sword cultivator who still didn't know his name, and he lifted it gently, and shrouded it with a fist that vaguely shook the sound of spring thunder.

Chen Ping'an stepped on the skull, his five fingers were like hooks, seeping into the other party's soul, and asked, "Little waste, why don't you chatter?"

There was no struggle from the true soul, the corners of his mouth were pulled, and just as he was about to speak, he was smashed by Chen Ping'an with his fist, "I beg you to say one more word?

Between heaven and earth, there is only the sword qi and the wind, blowing the young man's sideburns and robes.

Many of the fourteen-headed demons on the front line in the distance are ready to move.

The gray-clothed old man raised his hand to stop these peak beings of the wild world from making a move on the young man, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Little guy, you are in a good mood. ”

Not only that, the old man in gray waved his sleeves and scattered the observation that had swallowed the immortal sword pill.

Not only that, but the Three Mountains Fu Dayue also disappeared.

Chen Ping'an also held the flying sword immortal, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the gray-clothed old man, and his movements could not be more provocative, but he said: "Don't bully the small with the big, I'm the least daring." ”

The gray-clothed old man smiled and said, "Take it when you see it, and go back to your Great Wall of Sword Qi." ”

Chen Ping'an took the sword immortal and turned to leave.

Along the way, there was not a single grass grown, and all the tatters were collected, and even the head of the Flying Ascension Realm Demon did not fall, and it was all included in the close distance.

The white-clothed Yin God swept out of the white jade hairpin, and the outer body of the Yang God, who was covered with white bones for most of his body, gathered and converged with Chen Ping'an respectively and reunited.

Chen Ping'an stood still on the battlefield, stretched out his hand to clench his fist, raised it high, and then slowly put it away, looked at Ning Yao with a smile, and gently knocked on his heart, resulting in a mouthful of blood, his body staggered, and then he was "dragged" by the sword fairy in his hand who had the same heart and flew to the head of the city.

During this period, the handsome demon really couldn't help it, and wanted to shoot the sword gourd again, so he simply came out with a sword qi and slaughtered the young man who was extremely eye-catching.

Just patted it, but there was no movement in the sword raiser, and after glancing at the old man in gray, the big demon stopped stupidly.

The gray-clothed old man stepped out in one step, standing on the ground between the fourteen-headed peak demons and all the sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and stretched out a palm, "Chen Qingdu, according to the agreement, the sword is out." ”

Chen Qingdu smiled and asked, "The shelf is so big, let's discuss, how about the two swords?"

The old man in gray withdrew his hand, smiled, and didn't bother to answer.

Chen Qingdu turned his head and beckoned to Chen Ping'an: "I can't let you work in vain, come here, I will teach you a sword in person." ”

Chen Ping'an was pressed on the shoulder by Chen Qingdu with one hand.

Not only the sword qi Great Wall city head, but also the peak demon exhausted his eyes, and there was no trace of any sea of clouds.

Not only that, but on the ground between the big demon and the city, even a grain of dust and sand obediently clings to the ground.

On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, behind Chen Qingdu and Chen Ping'an, an old man in white suddenly appeared, sitting cross-legged at the head of the city, stretching out his big hand, holding a long sword, but he poked down casually without any swordsmanship, and simply went to the top of the gray-clothed old man's head.

Once again, the yellow sand is rolling.

After a while, the dust suddenly settled, and the old man in gray was still standing on the battlefield, but his body was already suspended in the air, and he always carried his hands behind his back, kept his promise, and took Chen Qingdu's sword firmly.

Fourteen peak demons, most of them are a little unstable.

Half of them all turned their heads to look behind them.

The old man in gray turned and left.

He is the manifestation of the Great Dao of the Wild World, and if he is hit by the sword of Chen Qingdu, it is nothing more than that the Wild World has received the sword of Chen Qingdu, and it doesn't matter at all.

The wild world has been barren since ancient times, and after a sword, it has broken thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, what can it do.

However, after 10,000 years, Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship was really higher.

Because there was still that little half of the sword intent that did not follow the decree of the gray-clothed old man, it still fell strongly behind the big demon.

Chen Qingdu patted Chen Ping'an's shoulder, "Have you learned?"

Chen Ping'an wiped his face with both hands, all of which were full of blood flowing out after learning the sword, and did not answer the question of the eldest sword immortal, and asked, "Is that young man not dead?"

Chen Qingdu said with a smile: "If you don't live, how can you talk about dying." But if you only talk about those teenagers whose souls are pieced together, if you don't talk about contemplation, you can be regarded as dead. As soon as the boy died, Guan Guan died even more. I'll say a frustrating word to you again, the real observation of the sword heart is very different from that dragon king, in fact, he has never deviated from the way of the sword, so the most critical point of the observation of the soul, Tuoyue Mountain, is deliberately not taken out to the young man, otherwise the real observation of the heart once the world, and then the sword pill is fused in the sword heart, giving the observation back to the Great Wall of sword qi, for the beasts in the wild world, it is asking for trouble. ”

Chen Qingdu pointed to the broken robe among the big demons, "As for this, the Dragon Monarch in the past had the heaviest hatred for Haoran in the world, when I was pulled to Tuoyue Mountain, there was no ambiguity in the sword, and it was the first sword immortal to seek death by himself in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, after dying once, he felt that he owed no more to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he should ask Jian Haoran the world as an exiled prisoner sword cultivator." I understand, but I don't accept it. Therefore, those who can cross the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the future will definitely not have that Sword Cultivator Dragon Monarch among them. ”

Chen Qingdu sighed, a little surprised, "You don't feel the slightest bit guilty about looking at your predecessors? This is not like Chen Ping'an." ”

Chen Ping'an said indifferently: "Don't say that he is a young man with insufficient brains, just look at the real body and appear in front of me, dare to say that kind of thing, I will kill him like this." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look south.

As soon as the gray-clothed old man left, the fourteen-headed big demons also withdrew, and the rest of the big demons retreated one after another.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, the dog day actually fell into the realm, this fall fell several realms in a row, fortunately, relying on the previous travel experience in Beiju Luzhou, he tried his best to bear the two calamities of heaven and earth, and was able to make up for it from the improvement of the martial arts realm. As long as the Immortal Bridge continues, the four key natal objects are all there, and now he is just a Five Realms Qi Practitioner, and it is not too fatal to fall into his mother's realms. As long as you rely on the sword taught by the boss sword immortal, you can give birth to a true natal flying sword as soon as possible, and it will be a blessing and a curse......

Ning Yao carried Chen Ping'an on his back.

At the last moment before Chen Ping'an was completely unconscious, he vaguely heard the sound of a horn.

The siege was over.