The Ghost King seemed to have completely lost his mind, leaving only the desire to kill, and the huge red spear slammed into the Xuan Immortal Radiance.

This time, the Zhuxian Sword Formation controlled by Song Xing was not the same as the previous two Zhuxian Sword Formations driven by Dao Xuan Zhenren, except for the huge colorful qi sword that was invincible and looked down on the world, the original hundreds of millions of small qi swords that had changed and were overwhelming did not appear.

However, for some reason, although there was only one qi sword, the brilliant power revealed in the Zhuxian Sword Array was even better than in the past, and a small movement of the colorful giant sword above the brilliance seemed to have a terrifying power that vaguely tore through the sky and pulled the stars.

"Bang-"

At the moment of collision, the two incomparably powerful forces suddenly exploded, and a violent energy storm swept the heavens and the earth.

The ghost king screamed, his body was directly shaken back, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Song Xing's face was expressionless, his eyes were calm, but his right hand was raised slightly, pointing at the ghost king, and said slowly in an indifferent tone.

"Slash!"

As soon as the words fell, countless mournful wails suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and then, everyone was shocked to find that one after another clouds of blood mist were diffused in the air near Tongtian Peak, and each cloud of blood mist seemed to contain something special. They froze in the sky, turning into scarlet blades, densely packed and covered the void.

As far as the eye could see, the entire sky was occupied by those strange and inexplicable blood knives.

With Song Xing's command, the Zhuxian Sword slashed down again, and the terrifying huge blade collided with each other on the sky.

In an instant, a scorching flash burst out thousands of times hotter than the sun, no one could open their eyes, only to hear a loud noise, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Qingyun Mountain Range seemed to be unable to resist the mighty power of heaven and earth, and wanted to lower his head in fear.

The brilliance dissipated slightly, and everyone couldn't wait to look at the sky, only to see a huge air vortex appear on the fierce battlefield of the heavenly dome.

The deep black is like a bottomless abyss, staring coldly at the mundane world, under the whirlpool, the colorful Zhuxian giant sword fades in all colors, turning into a hot and dazzling white lightsaber, piercing the sky, and slashing down with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

"Click!"

The red giant spear broke off in response!

There was hardly any chance to react, and the blood curtain conjured up by the rich yin qi around the ghost king's body was actually shattered like glass, and then, a red light like blood erupted from the ghost king's body, and the light like blood instantly filled the entire Tongtian Peak, enveloping the ghost king entirely, and within the scope of this light, all the blood and light disappeared.

"Ah......" The terrible scream came from the mouth of the ghost king who was one with Fu Longding, he was in disbelief despair, and even blood was already flowing from his eyes, and he roared wildly: "This is impossible, this is impossible...... I have the power of Shura, I have the ...... Shura"

The last words, drowned in the violent wind, the Zhuxian Sword split the huge blood spear, but did not retreat, but rushed straight over, and in an instant, the entire heavenly dome was shrouded in the brilliance of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

The sky is rolling, as if all the heavenly gods and demons in the world and underground are trembling and afraid at this moment, that terrifying power of immortals!

The blazing light burned everything, rolling up and tearing all the light in the sky, the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning roared endlessly, and countless remnant clouds were swept up, engulfing the unfathomable black vortex in the sky.

An angry thunder overwhelmed all the sounds above the sky in an instant, and the ghost king's eyes suddenly spewed out two pillars of blood, and he was seriously injured, but he was still laughing wildly, and on the Fulong Ding, as if the last divine power was stimulated, a terrifying blood-colored figure, as high as ten thousand feet, slowly took shape behind the ghost king.

"Die!" The crazy roar resounded in the sky, and the strange blood demon shadow roared, with a terrifying momentum, affecting the blood qi in the sky, and rushed towards the glory of Zhuxian again.

The terrifying Blood Demon Shadow had swooped down in front of the figure in the light, and in an instant, the entire void seemed to be shaking, and an indescribable feeling of horror spread throughout the four fields, and a sharp aura that made all living beings tremble in it, filling the entire heaven and earth.

The brilliance of the immortals on the heavenly dome suddenly expanded into a dazzling halo, and the aura was like a huge black hole, absorbing the vitality of the entire world and the entire heaven and earth, and a terrifying aura was released from the aura.

When this breath was released, even the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble and fear, and both humans and monsters were prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Finally, the blood-colored figure touched the aura.

A muffled sound came, as if thunder sounded, the heavens and the earth shook violently, and countless dusts flew all over the sky.

Around the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the surging blood qi suddenly dispersed, and the huge body revealed terrifying wounds, expanding rapidly, and the blood demon shadow let out an earth-shattering roar.

In the midst of the terrible screams, the Blood Demon Shadow's chest suddenly burst open a gap-sized gap, and at the edge of the gap, wisps of white bone flesh sprouts kept wriggling.

"No!" The hideous blood demon shadow finally couldn't bear this pain, and raised its head to the sky and roared, the sound was deafening, piercing through the golden cracked stones, echoing in the void.

This scream attracted more resentful souls, and countless unjust souls screamed hoarsely, flying towards the immortal light one after another, trying to fill the huge hole.

It's a pity that this time their fate has already been clearly arranged.

A circle of brilliant light bloomed on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword again, and in an instant, countless unjust souls were defeated, turned into powder, and scattered in the sky.

"You can't kill me!" The Blood Demon Shadow roared, and the wounds on its body not only did not heal, but worsened, and it trembled and let out a terrible scream.

"Humph!" Song Yuanqiao snorted lightly, his face still cold.

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword once again shone brightly, and the vast and surging aura erupted from it, like a torrent, and instantly collapsed this piece of heaven and earth.

The surging sword light swept out like waves crashing on the shore, directly smashing the huge Fu Long Ding and the ghost king in the air and turning them into powder.

With a heart-rending scream, the huge body of the ghost king was completely crushed by the sword, and along with his ambitions, it also disappeared.

Immediately afterward, the skin on the Blood Demon Shadow's body collapsed inch by inch, turning into beads of blood and spilling into the heavens and the earth.

The Blood Shadow's body quickly dried up, turning into a pile of ashes and floating in the air.

The Blood Demon Shadow let out a final roar, finally unable to support the erosion of the terrifying power of the Immortal in his chest, and under the scorching white light, the roar vanished.

In the sky, the red clouds gradually receded, the wind and clouds gradually subsided, and they lost the control of the blood, and the countless demon cult minions seemed to have a nightmare, the red light in their eyes dissipated, and they slowly woke up. Here in the right way, everyone faces each other, and after the nightmare, it seems that there is an illusion of disbelief.

No one noticed that Song Xing reached out with his backhand, and from that smear of flying ash, he grabbed a blood-red phantom!