The four sect masters of the Demon Sect wanted to stop Dao Xuan's plan to summon the Immortal Sword, but after all, it was interrupted because of Song Xing's appearance.

Just when the four sect masters were trapped in the sword array, the water qilin had already rushed in front of Dao Xuan, with a huge mouth, spitting out a thing, and Dao Xuan Zhenren reached out to take it.

The people of the Demon Sect were shocked, and when they looked around, they saw that it was indeed a long sword, but at this moment it was completely dull, as if it was cast by some strange stone, and the sword body and hilt were all one, and it looked like an ordinary stone sword.

Faintly looking at the sword body, the lines are horizontal, as if it is still a little worn, and there are faint cracks on the sword body.

When this Zhuxian Ancient Sword fell into the hands of Dao Xuan Zhenren, the sudden change occurred, and in an instant, from the body of the ancient sword, an incredible blazing white light appeared, and in just a moment, the huge Yuqing Hall was completely enveloped, and everyone was shocked for a while, and they all stopped.

But in the light, I saw Dao Xuan Zhenren's body shake a few more times.

The four ghost kings knew at a glance that Dao Xuan's body was a little unbearable, but what made them helpless was that Song Xing in front of them stubbornly stopped the four of them with his own strength, so that they could never break through the past.

In the next second, Dao Xuan held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in his hand, standing on the body of the Water Qilin and ascended to the sky again.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly there was only the light of the immortals, flashing with brilliant light, becoming more and more prosperous. With the sound of chanting, the brilliant seven-colored qi sword reappeared in the sky, constantly separating the monochromatic qi sword, and it was full of brilliance.

Everyone in the Demon Sect lost their color, and the poison god stomped his feet fiercely, and said hurriedly: "The power of this formation is too great to be defeated, let's retreat first." ”

Although the Ghost King looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren's crumbling appearance, how could he not understand that this person was obviously seriously injured and wanted to die, how could he still urge such a shocking magic array that consumed a lot of essence?

It's just that since this formation moves, the power is not trivial, after all, he didn't dare to gamble with the lives of the Demon Sect disciples, so he sighed at the moment, flew up, and signaled his disciples to retreat.

Above the sky, the qi sword was full of mountains and seas, and the Zhuxian Sword Array had already attacked the Demon Sect and others. And this time, Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to have also been released, not only did the sky rain of swords fall violently, but the huge colorful main sword in the sky was also manipulated by invisible mana, rumbling down with the momentum of opening the sky and breaking the earth.

For a while, the Demon Sect suffered heavy casualties, and the four sect masters were trapped in Song Xing's sword array, and they were even more shocked when they saw this scene, regardless of letting go of the magic weapon in their hands, they were about to rush out of the sword formation and escape from Qingyun Mountain.

The power of the combined efforts of the four top masters was simply earth-shattering, and Song Xing was unwilling to face its edge, and with an earth-shattering sound, the Ghost King had already taken the lead in rushing out of the sword formation.

Song Xing's eyes flashed slightly, and the sword array was released as soon as it was collected, letting go of the Ghost King, Yuyangzi and Sanmiao Fairy, and trapping the poison god in the sword array again.

The three ghost kings escaped from the sword array, and ran towards the mountain without looking back, and did not leave, waiting until the Zhuxian Sword in Dao Xuan's hand fell, and there was no place to bury them.

The white-haired poison god, seeing that he was trapped in the sword array, let out a long roar, purple-black poisonous mist came out of his body, and he actually tore a gap in the sword array with his powerful skills, and rushed out desperately.

It's just that just now Song Xing had long expected that the poison god would resist like this, and after the sword formation was torn out, countless sword qi was immediately replenished, and the poison god was blasted back into the sword array.

This is also the fur that Song Xing has just realized the sword formation of the immortals, and the four sect masters of the ghost king are all the top masters in the world, so they can break through the sword formation together.

Now there is only one poison god, although he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but in the face of the sword formation realized by Song Xingwu, no matter how he exerts his strength, he can only be knocked down by endless sword qi one after another, and he is trapped in the sword formation.

"How come, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is with the help of the evil qi accumulated by the mountain range for thousands of years, and your sword formation can only rely on its own vitality, why is it so powerful!" The poison god roared.

A hundred years ago, the Demon Sect joined forces to attack Qingyunmen and returned with a fiasco, and a hundred years later, the Poison God thought that he could be ashamed, but who knew that the defeat would be even more tragic than at the beginning.

With the young disciples of Dazhu Peak alone, they had beaten their four major sect masters and fled, and now they had trapped him in the sword formation and could not escape.

Could it be that God does not promote my holy religion?

The unwilling roar filled the entire sword array, but to no avail, and the endless sword qi covered the entire sword array, covering all the resistance of the poison god.

Outside the sword array, Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was pale, and he looked down, only to see that most of the people of the Demon Sect had fled, but there were still a few who were still on Tongtian Peak, and this last person was Zhang Xiaofan, Baguio was pulling him to fly eagerly.

Zhang Xiaofan has the two true laws of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, and there are even more unborn evil things in his hands.

Dao Xuan sighed in his heart, but his mind had already been decided in this moment.

Even if he is talked about by the world in the future, he must not leave this peerless disaster.

At that moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren fought the last spiritual power, and in an instant, all the colored qi swords in the sky shone together, especially the seven-colored main sword of the formation, which was even bigger by half, and it roared, shaking the heavens and the earth, rushing down like the fury of an ancient god, and hitting Zhang Xiaofan directly!

Everyone in Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Gate did not change color, Tian Buyi and Su Ru turned pale, Tian Ling'er screamed in surprise and fainted.

That earth-shattering giant sword, when it hit the head, before it reached the ground, a loud gurgling sound had already come out, and the ground in a square radius near Zhang Xiaofan burst out, and the wind howled, enveloping him, it was already a mortal situation.

"Uncle in charge, be merciful!"

Song Xing's voice suddenly sounded on Tongtian Peak, and with a move of his hands, the miniature Immortal Sword Array that trapped the Poison God rose into the sky, blocking in front of the sword light that Dao Xuan had killed Zhang Xiaofan!

Perhaps stimulated by the real Zhuxian Sword Array, the sword array in front of Zhang Xiaofan emitted a sky-high light, which was much more powerful than the four sect masters who had trapped the Demon Sect before.

But in the face of the real Tianwei, he still couldn't resist.

In the world-destroying sword light of the Zhu Immortal Sword, Song Xing's sword array was still helplessly shattered after holding on for a few breaths.

The sword light that Dao Xuan slashed out was also offset by the sword array a lot, but it still stubbornly slashed towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Song Xing, who was not far away, sighed, looked at the dazzling sword light, and said in his heart, junior brother, senior brother can only do so much for you.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were red, artificially shrouded in invisible sword qi, he couldn't break free, the grief and resentment in his heart could not be suppressed, and he watched the terrifying giant sword in the sky fall quickly with boundless killing intent.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to become a revenant under the sword and shatter his bones, a bell suddenly sounded in his ears, as if the voice that had been sleeping for thousands of years quietly sounded at this moment:

The Nine Ghosts, the gods and demons of the heavens, sacrificed my blood and body......

Zhang Xiaofan's heart sank. (End of chapter)