The Ghost Ancestor felt the sword shadows in the sky slashing towards him like a tide,

And it was that ordinary sword that made him feel the illusion that there was nowhere to hide.

It was an ordinary sword that made him feel a fatal crisis.

Ding Xiaoyi's anger flew, he stood in the void,

The sword in his hand was clenched, and his eyes were filled with red blood spots.

He was like that peerless killing god, and that sword plunged his spiritual platform into chaos.

The sword was just an instinctive swing, and it seemed to be swung countless times.

It was this ordinary sword, but it plunged his spiritual platform into chaos.

The sword transcends any limitations, including time and space.

This sword did not have any sword intent overflowing, nor did it have a dazzling sword aura.

It's just an ordinary sword, but it produces unparalleled power.

The Ghost Ancestor felt that Ding Xiaoyi slashed out the sword and fell into an inexplicable state,

As if the sword shadow was everywhere, he condensed the ghost and god magic test around him and laid down layers of prohibitions.

The sword shadow in the sky ignored the layers of prohibitions laid by the ghost ancestor, and shattered the prohibitions he laid out.

Then it slashed at the body of the ghost ancestor like a bamboo.

"Bang",

The Ghost Ancestor's chest was struck by that sword.

The sword shadow in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the void still had the power of that sword.

The ghost ancestor's eyes showed a look of jealousy,

If it weren't for Ding Xiaoyi's cultivation being too weak, this sword would inevitably split him in half.

Although this sword gave him a fatal feeling,

But the power of this sword is actually still limited, and in the end, it still didn't hurt the ghost ancestor.

Ding Xiaoyi's chaotic spiritual platform began to become empty.

He raised his sword,

His mind seemed to freeze such an action, that is, to raise his sword and slash forward.

Ghost Ancestor saw Ding Xiaoyi raise his sword and want to make another slashing action, and his face couldn't help but change.

A feeling of terror rose in his heart.

This sword seems to have been used by Ding Xiaoyi countless times, and its power is getting bigger and bigger.

Ding Xiaoyi also didn't expect that it was such a simple and ordinary sword, as if it was engraved in his mind.

He didn't know why he did it subconsciously.

"Boom ......",

The shackles in Ding Xiaoyi's heart seemed to be cracked open.

His gaze lifted and landed on the ghost ancestor who was not far away, his eyes flickering, and his face showed a look of jealousy.

When the eyes of the ghost ancestor he saw showed a look of jealousy, he was also puzzled in his heart.

He didn't expect that the power of this sword he subconsciously slashed out would actually repel the Ghost Ancestor.

This sword seemed to be engraved in the depths of his memory,

And this time, he unconsciously woke up the sword in the depths of his memory. It was the sword in the depths of his memory that made Ding Xiaoyi have a brief chaos in his mind.

It was precisely because of that unpretentious sword that Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent was sublimated again.

This feeling is like looking at the mountains as mountains, and looking at the mountains as not mountains, and looking at the mountains at the back is the feeling of mountains again.

It's a subtle feeling, but it's also very real.

Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual platform soon became empty,

He was holding a long sword, and there was no sword intent pouring out of his body, and there was no trace of sword qi leaking out of the long sword.

But Ding Xiaoyi gave people a feeling of unattainable, and the long sword in his hand seemed to come to life.

The long sword in his hand was raised, just like the momentum of that husband and wife.

This kind of momentum is overwhelming,

This momentum does not exist

The kind of domineering that looks down on the world, this kind of momentum is simple and unpretentious.

But it was this ordinary momentum that made the ghost ancestor feel like a mountain was standing up in his heart.

The Ghost Ancestor's face showed a look of horror,

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi, who did not have a trace of sword intent around his body, he looked at the long sword that seemed to be an ordinary mortal soldier, but he did not dare to continue to attack Ding Xiaoyi.

Although Ding Xiaoyi had doubts in his heart, he raised his cold eyes, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the ghost ancestor not far away.

Although the cultivation realm of the Ghost Ancestor far surpassed him countless times,

But he felt that he had a sword in his hand, and my pride in the world was spontaneously born.

Just this ordinary sword gave him strong self-confidence.

"Boy, I can't believe that you are also enlightened when you are on the verge of death." The Ghost Ancestor naturally knew that Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent had been sublimated, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Ding Xiaoyi was full of spirit with a long sword in his hand, he looked at the ghost ancestor coldly, and he didn't move.

But the surrounding space was a sudden shock.

Ding Xiaoyi, who didn't have any sword intent blessing, seemed to have become tall at this moment, and such an unpretentious long sword had also become a rare divine weapon in the world.

"The ancestor of the ghost ancestor, the lord of the dignified world, actually bullied the small with the big, aren't you ashamed to say it?" Ding Xiaoyi sneered unceremoniously.

For the Ghost Ancestor, the anger in his chest had already rushed straight to his head.

And it was the anger and blood that made his sword intent sublimated all of a sudden.

It's just that Ding Xiaoyi knows that with his sublimated sword intent alone, he still can't defeat the Ghost Ancestor.

It's not that he's too weak,

It's that the Ghost Ancestor is too powerful, and the sword just now is just a surprise.

"Boy, this is a cruel world, don't you still understand the law of the jungle?"

The Ghost Ancestor's eyes shrank slightly, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly.

Ding Xiaoyi showed a bright smile on his face, he knew that the Ghost Ancestor had finally begun to be jealous.

Of course, it is impossible for him to kill the Ghost Ancestor, but he still has hole cards, and he has never sacrificed the paper sword.

After seeing the bright smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face, the ghost ancestor had an uneasy premonition in his heart.

He underestimated Ding Xiaoyi.

And if you underestimate your opponent, there is often only one end, and that is death.

"Boom ......",

The void made an earth-shattering loud noise, causing the entire void to tremble, and two figures shot out from a distance.

Countless sword qi rose up in the sky, cutting this void into countless pieces.

And that burly figure was as majestic as Mount Tai, and the white bones in the corpse king's hands stirred up the power of various laws, strangling the sword qi in the sky.

The pair of crystal-like bones in Xue Yiren's hands had long since disappeared, and the corpse qi rolling around the corpse king was like a tide.

The Corpse King was just a corpse with his mind activated, but he was not really a living person.

Xue Yiren obviously gave up the bones of the corpse ancestor, and he released all his cultivation.

The long sword in his hand surged like water ripples.

And the strength of the corpse king is beyond doubt,

Although it is only a corpse, its strength is comparable to peerless power.

The two of them fought to the ground, and the void seemed to be pierced by them.

The space in this coffin mountain is extremely stable, Rao is so, but this void also has signs of collapse.

Two figures appeared not far from Ding Xiaoyi, and the bones of the corpse ancestor also appeared in the void.

In the end, the two of them stopped and stood apart.

Their faces also showed solemn expressions, and no one could help anyone.

"Ghoul, you're not dead yet, are you?" Naturally, the Ghost Ancestor also saw the Corpse King, and he couldn't help but say jokingly.

The Corpse King just glanced at the Ghost Ancestor coldly, and he set his eyes on Ding Xiaoyi.

"Hmph......", Xue Yiren snorted coldly, he obviously knew what happened to Ding Xiaoyi.

At this moment, the killing intent in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger, it is the killing intent of Ding Xiaoyi.

"Crazy Xue, you can't fuse the bones of this corpse ancestor, so why do you have to force each other", the corpse king said in a condensed voice to Xue Yiren.

Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized that it was not Xue Yiren who took the initiative to give up the bones of the corpse ancestor, but because Xue Yiren could not fuse the bones of the corpse ancestor.

Ding Xiaoyi saw Xue Ningsheng floating in the void, and his heart was like a knife.

He flew in front of Xue Ningsheng, and then picked up Xue Ningsheng.

And at this time,

Only then did he realize that Xue Ningsheng was still breathing weakly, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The supreme sword intent was like a tide towards Xue Ningsheng.

Xue Ningshang woke up faintly, she opened her eyes and saw Ding Xiaoyi with an anxious face, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

Xue Ningshang threw herself into Ding Xiaoyi's arms, but Ding Xiaoyi was in turmoil.

The warm jade in his arms was soft and fragrant, but he didn't know how to say it to Xue Ningsheng.

Just when his heart was in turmoil, Xue Ningsheng's bright red lips suddenly imprinted on his lips.

It was like a stream of electricity flowing through his body, and he felt a tingling sensation all over his body.

Xue Ningsheng's warm lips were imprinted on Ding Xiaoyi's dry lips.

With a "boom", Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his brain was blank.