"For the safety of the Six Realms, today I will take you down for the Heavenly Dao and put you into the Lock Demon Tower!"

Young people, fiery.

I don't know how Shushan washed Sedum's brain, this guy said a word, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, turned into a streamer and slashed towards Meng Fan.

"For the heavens? God's God. ”

Meng Fan was not in a hurry, seeing that the sword light was about to slash at his neck, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, put his two fingers together, to refer to the sword, and met the magic sword.

Clang!

The sound of gold sounded.

The wind was raging in the dungeon, and the burning demonic flames behind him flickered wildly, like some kind of wild beast that chose people to devour.

This world is already famous for swords, and Shushan is a sect specializing in swordsmanship, so the sword moves of Sedum, which is considered half of Shushan's disciples, are really exquisite.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Neck and neck?

Facing the silent Meng Fan, Sedum naturally couldn't give birth to such a ridiculous thought, after all, the other party just stared into a sword, and he didn't finish the whole work at all.

"It is worthy of the reincarnation of heaven and man."

Simply testing Sedum's strength, Meng Fan commented casually, and then gently waved his sleeve robe like dust.

I saw Haoran's immortal power gushing out in the most ordinary, even superficial way, like ocean waves, stretching endlessly, scattering the magic sword and the heavenly sword rays derived from it.

Peng!

The sword trembled.

Dropped on the ground.

The gap is too big, just like an adult beating a three-year-old child, Sedum's face turned slightly pale, barely steady, and he barely stabilized the figure that flew out upside down, but he was still not discouraged, and with a wave of his hand, the magic sword was used again.

Without any hesitation, his body spun and rose into the air, with his body against the sword, and the human sword was one.

Heavenly Sword!

This move can harness the natural power of heaven and earth, and form a kendo field between the sword qi and the horizontal, becoming one with heaven and earth, and the power is unpredictable.

Among the nine sword tricks of Shushan, it belongs to the eighth type, second only to the sword god who flies with ten thousand swords.

Seeing this, Meng Fan didn't hold it up, summoned the Zhao Courage Divine Sword that was completely surrendered, and condensed a hundred zhang sword light to meet the demon sword by similar means.

From the meeting to the confrontation, there was no time to be delayed during the period, which shows how seriously Sedum was brainwashed.

As the two sword lights collided together, the ripples spread in all directions, and the demonic flames that rushed straight into the sky were instantly suppressed, and the sword refining furnace was completely dumbfounded.

The movement resounded through the world.

There was still no suspense, Sedum thought that the Heavenly Sword Technique could work, but the situation was diametrically opposite, he didn't have time to react, only to feel that the power that could not be resisted came, hitting all over his body.

With a muffled snort, the mana gathered on the magic sword, and even the divine consciousness collapsed, and the headache-ridden Sedum flew out and crashed into a certain ruin, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.

With the help of Shushan means, it is just a matter of defeating Chonglou, whose strength has been suppressed, if he can defeat Meng Fan, it would be strange, after all, he is not bound by the seal of the human world, and he can exert his full strength.

"Bean sprouts!"

At this time, a woman in red rushed over and hugged Sedum, who was paralyzed and seriously injured, and at the same time did not forget to hurriedly take out a few talismans from her arms and throw them towards Meng Fan.

Wind!

Samadhi is really hot!

The Red Flame Jiaolong appeared in front of Meng Fan, and at the same time, the hurricane roared, and the fire swept in by the wind.

“……”

At the end of the poisoning incident, Sedum saw that he had a lot of talismans, so he cheekily asked for a lot, and now he used them all against himself.

Good is rewarded with evil?

When he was speechless, Meng Fan raised his hand and pressed it to extinguish all the monstrous flames.

During this period, Xu Changqing and Zixuan appeared.

The protagonist group fights the villain?

Since the death of the five elders of Shushan, Xu Changqing, who has only been in charge for two months, still seems to be unable to forget Nuwa's descendants, or Zixuan is still willing to pay for it.

The former was horizontal in front of Sedum, and after protecting him, he stared at Meng Fan with an incomparably cold gaze, as if he was looking at the enemy who killed his father.

Be all abroad!

I don't know if it was the Qingwei old man who deliberately misled before he sat down, or what the Heavenly Realm Divine Clan, that is, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, said, and he felt that he did not offend them, but instead avoided a lot of tragedies, and directly became a great villain.

Even if I knew it, I couldn't help but feel a little impatient when I saw it with my own eyes and experienced it.

"Forget it, let's talk about it first."

When he whispered in his heart, he didn't need Meng Fan to take the lead, he came prepared, and Xu Changqing, who was in charge of the Fuxi Sword, directly cast the Shushan Ten Thousand Sword Technique.

In an instant, ten thousand swords fell like rain.

"Ancient Artifact Chronicles": Fuxi Sword, one of the three emperors, the Emperor of Heaven was left by Shu Mountain, symbolizing the divine right of immortals, holding this can move the world and shake the Six Realms.

Now, a magic sword with a simple shape, like an ancient bronze artifact, has been transformed, not to mention the mysterious lines, but also contaminated with part of the ontological atmosphere, exuding a strong majesty.

"Dropped."

Meng Fan, who temporarily resisted the Ten Thousand Sword Trick with his physical body, but was unscathed, commented suddenly, and raised his hand to press it, and a corner of the Dharma Body of the Emperor Xudu was revealed, and the palm of the mountain fell.

Xu Changqing lay down completely, and his mouth sprayed blood that was even more exaggerated than that of Brother Jing.

The reason why he commented so much was because Meng Fan knew that no matter which faction of the sword immortal inheritance, he must pay attention to the sword with intention, and the intention to combine with the sword, rather than using mana to urge.

This is too rough, strong is strong, but it has given up all kinds of changes, not to mention the rigidity and singleness, the power has been fixed, and it is impossible to use its own god to elevate it to another world.

Almost at the same time, Zi Xuan rushed up, with a desperate posture, but the gap was too big, and the incomplete Emperor Xudu Dharma Body just raised her palm and flew out.

Nuwa's descendants.

Mortal Guardian.

The name seems to be very big, but it is not the strongest person, otherwise it would not be slandered as a snake demon and migrate to the remote land of Miao Jiang to survive.

What's more, Zixuan, the descendant of this generation of Nuwa, is almost full of love and love, and her strength is at most a master in the world, and she has no actual combat experience.

His eyes subconsciously turned to Tang Xuejian.

At the moment, she is the only one standing, because she is shaped by the Ten Thousand Years Divine Fruit and tempered, she is no longer a weak woman who is powerless, but her combat power is really at the bottom, and even Zixuan is inferior.

At this time, the magic sword hummed.

A flash of red light was about to fly out, but the nightshade had not yet appeared, and it was suddenly pressed down again, and a strong wind hit the face, and the sword light almost brushed against Meng Fan's cheek.

The sharp edge that was originally facing the skull pierced the ground behind him, forming a ravine that stretched for several miles, dozens of zhang deep, and the sides were as smooth as mirrors, almost destroying the pattern of this place.

"Something is coming at me!"

The moment Sedum noticed that Xue Jian was noticed, it was like a resurrection with full blood, the speed was extremely fast, and there was a fierceness in his eyes, compared to before, it was like two people.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth have changed color, a large amount of spiritual energy has gathered, and the light on the magic sword is magnificent, even if the heavy building that is secretly paying attention to this place is slightly sideways.

Vaguely, this Demon Venerable saw an old acquaintance, and behind Sedum, a phantom figure appeared, fairy helmet and divine armor, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, it was Feipeng.

Unfortunately, that's all there is to it......

"After two reincarnations, he can still leave such a deep imprint, no wonder it has attracted such attention from the divine realm."

In the flash of thought, the Dharma Body of Emperor Xudu was fully unfolded, and the judge's pen was clicked, as if it was slow and fast, and the weight was light, without any human fireworks.

The magic sword collided with the artifact of the ghost realm, and the surrounding space began to shatter, like a mirror, and continued to extend outward, and faintly, a demonic aura emerged.

It was an accidental passage to the Demon Race, it was unstable, and the annihilation caused by the collision only lasted about ten snaps of a finger.

Subsequently, due to the poor succession of Sedum, it was filled with the void turbulence.

"Sedum is sedum, and Feipeng is Feipeng."

Chonglou whispered, he had already understood that no matter how deep the imprint was, after experiencing reincarnation, he would not be the person he was in the past, and the power inspired by Sedum did not come from himself.

In a state of irritation, he unconsciously touched a brand similar to a gift, which seemed to be powerful, but in fact he was powerless, and could only last for a while, after all, it was the residual power after the flying peng dissipated.

"Since you have chosen reincarnation, there will be no more Heavenly Realm First God General in the world."

Between the words, the Dharma body of the Emperor Xudu dispersed.

Be the first to do it - be suppressed at will.

The fury of the man—with a power far greater than his own—was easily suppressed once again.

To tell the truth, looking at Meng Fan in front of him, who was like an ancient magic mountain and could not be shaken at all, Sedum was disheartened, there was no blood on his face, and the whole person was shaky, just for the sake of face, with the help of the power of the remnant magic sword, he stood in place.

The atmosphere was gradually depressing.

As a sword spirit, Nightshade was severely injured and slept in the magic sword and could not wake up for the time being.

Zixuan hugged the unconscious Xu Changqing, and had already made a decision in her heart, raising her eyes and looking at a hidden corner of the underground palace with a pleading gaze.

Licking the dog demon respects the building.

For his own sake, he saved Xu Changqing once, and now he will do it again......

"I'm not going to care about it."

Feeling the emotion from his heart, Chonglou refused directly, and there was no room for half weight in his tone.

According to the plan, after subduing the group of people in front of him, Meng Fan would tell the truth in detail, and exchange the spirit bead in Sedum's hand and the magic sword.

Right now, there's no interest at all.

"We have met twice in the past, the first time we gave a lot of money, and the second time we gave a talisman, but you listened to Shushan's words and chose to draw your sword and face each other."

After stating the facts, Meng Fan raised his hand and waved, and everyone in the dungeon was thrown out like garbage, and at the same time, another divine thought seed hit the center of his eyebrows.

Scenes emerge in the form of dreams.

Zi Xuan is no stranger to these, because there are relevant records in the bloodline inheritance.

Ten thousand years ago, the human race was overwhelmed by the rule of the gods, and an uprising broke out, and was suppressed by the Emperor of Heaven.

"Won't you say a few words?"

Now, Chonglou has completely let go of his obsession with Sedum, and Zixuan, who he cares about the most, has the protection of that demon heart, no matter what harm he receives, it is difficult to endanger his life, so he seems to be very unexpected.

"There's no need, in the future, the Terrans don't need to work hard, Sedum will stay in his Yuzhou City honestly, just don't stab him in the back."

Meng Fan looked at the magic sword in his hand and sighed:

"Anyway, the truth has been told to them, as long as they don't deliberately pretend to be deaf and dumb, they will investigate the truth and accept the facts."

When the words fell, his fingertips lightly touched the sword body, and there were only a few pieces of red cloth wrapped around his body, barely blocking the appearance of the nightshade in the key position.

Before she could speak, the Demon Sword, the Fuxi Sword, the Zhaoqi Divine Sword, and the Yanbo Blood Blade all flew out and inserted them into the sword furnace, distributed according to the array of the four elephants.

Red Aoi fell into a dream-like memory, and she thought of the pain of burning herself with demonic flames when she jumped in the past.

"Do you want to be reincarnated, or do you want to go back and live with them?"

"With Brother Wang."

Hearing this, the six reincarnations of the ghost world rotated, and the connection between the nightshade and the magic sword was completely broken, and she became a soul with cultivation in her body, returning to the outside of the underground palace, waiting for Sedum and the others to wake up.

Still resolute.

Decent characters misunderstood as villains?

For the first time in history, he experienced this feeling, but Meng Fan was too lazy to argue for himself, he felt that the flesh-and-blood Sedum and others in the original play were actually not very good, and he could act with a clear conscience.

"Can you keep Qing'er safe? If Nuwa's bloodline is cut off, the human realm will completely collapse, and the other five realms, including the six realms of reincarnation, will be affected......"

A cold voice echoed.

A woman with white hair and purple clothes appeared in the dungeon, and she was still holding a baby in her arms.

"Beidou is dead, Nandou is alive."

"The longevity lock that can connect to the starlight is enough to replace the water spirit bead."

A fair shake.

Chonglou, who watched everything silently and was able to understand Meng Fan's state of mind, commented like this.

And Shenggu, as an elder of the Bai Miao clan, guards the existence of Nuwa's descendants, whether it is strength, insight, or judgment, she is far superior to Zixuan.

This is also the reason why Meng Fan contacted her.

Sure enough, after confirming that the longevity lock that was connected with the two star fields of the north and south two buckets and had incredible power could indeed replace the water spirit bead, the effect was far beyond that of the future, and the holy aunt happily handed over the things.

Subsequently, the figure vanished.

Only four divine swords, magic swords, and emperor swords with extraordinary significance and deep heels, in the re-burning sword furnace, emitted all kinds of light, instinctively resisting.

"Do I need help you suppress the Flame Wave Blood Blade?"

"I can't ask for it."

Seeing that the proposal was not rejected, Chonglou was in a complicated mood.

In fact, he has always had the idea of winning the weapon back, but he can't do it for the time being, plus the alliance with the ghost world, it can indeed make it possible for the demons to defeat the gods, so there is this scene:

As a witness, the previous master sent the divine soldier a ride and let it melt as soon as possible.

Time goes by day by day.

Forgotten by the world again, the dungeon, which had been silent for nearly two months, welcomed two new visitors.

One of them was dressed in a moon-white robe, like a Confucian scholar, but surrounded by thunder.

The other was naked, with a special flame pattern carved into his body, and a giant hammer attached to an iron chain hanging from his shoulder.

"Master, the famous craftsman has been found."

"The ancestor of this craftsman once built the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Jiang Guo Demon Sword was also completed in the hands of his ancestor of a certain generation."

Yun Ting introduced seriously, and looked ahead with a curious gaze, his eyes showing anticipation.

But the nameless craftsman's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable color, the more knowledgeable, the more he could feel the extraordinaryness of the four artifacts, and now they were destroyed by the furnace, which was really distressing.

"Destruction is also a new birth."