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The sword wind was cold, the remnants of the clouds were rolling, and the pitch-black sky was like boiling water, surging abruptly, slowly spinning, forming a huge cloud whirl, as if the Nine Demons had opened their terrifying mouths and wanted to devour everything in the world.

"Roar!" At this moment, a roar erupted from the whirlwind of the clouds, like a dragon roaring in the sky, the air waves rolling, and the sword wind was mighty, as if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens were singing ancient poems together at this moment!

The void of heaven and earth shattered like a lens, and the fierce sword qi was overwhelming, surging like a tide. The edge of the cloud swirl continued to expand and shrink slightly, and the lightning swayed, like an egg of sword qi about to hatch, giving birth to some kind of ancient and mysterious existence, and the power of the great shore sealed in the ancient epic was condensing bit by bit!

In the horrified eyes of the Demon Sect people, the deep gasps from the other world became closer and clearer, and two narrow points of amber light appeared in the deepest part of the clouds, revealing a fierce and fierce light, looking at this world coldly!

"A real dragon, it's a real dragon, this kind of primeval existence can be summoned by someone?" Sanmiao Fairy stood there in a daze, she couldn't believe her eyes, her voice trembled slightly, like a dream, with horror from the soul, let the mighty sword wind cut the long rope of her hair and suddenly unknown!

With a clear roar, a sinuous figure broke through the clouds, the sword light as cold as frost condensed in the blood rain, and the heavy scale armor like a sword hung on its body, each scale was a shining sword, and even the two dragon horns on the top of the head were like two divine swords that stood upside down in the sky! It hung in the air, and the two black wings behind it spread out, and the bone spurs like swords like swords tore through the air, forming a strange cross shape!

The dragon took a deep breath and finally opened its eyes, its blade-white pupils filled with endless depth, endless majesty, and coldly stared at the mortals below who were provoking the divine might. Behind the dragon's head, there is a rotating Taiji aperture, looming, and it seems to be trembling in the dragon power that fills the heavens and the earth!

Stegosaurus!

Long Xuan summoned the peerless murderous creature with Xiaocheng's "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Array", and finally, the king of the world!

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Lu Xueqi's long hair was like a cloud, flying in the endless hot wind, and the sword light on the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand burned like a flame, as if it fused her soul and blood, bursting out with brilliant lightning, shining in the world!

In front of the arrows that condensed into the shape of a golden crow, her figure was as light as duckweed, fluttering, thin and weatherless, but her lips were pursed tightly, and there was a faint hint of red tide on her pale face.

The pain in her body became deeper and deeper, but she did not flinch, even though there was fear in her eyes, she was still fanatical. The fire in her heart seemed to be burning in her eyes.

The firelight reflected on her face, she held the sword in her right hand, and slashed in the air with her left hand, drawing a strange pattern in the void with great speed - it was actually a bright red, blood-colored Taiji diagram!

The next moment, her delicate body was engulfed by the brilliant firelight like the brilliant sun!

When the Dragon Xuan Imperial Envoy Lingguang Sword Escape arrived, he saw such a poignant scene. "No!" Endless self-blame and despair gnawed at his body and mind, and it hurt his heart and lungs!

The cry of sorrow echoed endlessly in his heart.

The dragon slaying sword light in his hand suddenly turned strong, turning from turquoise to blood red, and the thunder light of the sword body and the blood-colored sword qi instantly fused together, forming a vast silver sword qi like a blue net! He raised his sword, and the fierce sword aura slid all the way down the spine of the Dragon Slaying Sword to the edge of the sword like a soldier who had been ordered to assemble!

At the same time, the brilliance in his left hand flashed, and the red cold light skyrocketed into a three-foot green edge, which was held in his palm! He took a deep breath, endless blood, endless fierce sword qi surging and roaring, as if the screams of countless unjust souls under the Nine Shadows, with endless resentment, rose from the Qingping Sword!

"You all deserve to die!" With two swords in both hands, the sword aura rushed into the sky, Long Xuanling stood in the void, his body was supported by the roaring sword wind. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, there were two shallow sword shadows, one black and one white, gradually condensing, hiding hatred, ruthlessness and endless bloodthirsty killing!

Heavenly Sword Ling Tian, twisting out a storm of ten thousand sword qi! The reincarnation of the earth sword, endless silence sends you to life!

I didn't see how he acted, three sword lights, one black, one white and one blue, appeared around him out of thin air, showing a "three talents" formation, twisting and breaking through the air, slowly merging into one in the void, forming a brilliant amber lightsaber, crashing headlong into the depths of the endless sea of fire.

Time seems to freeze at this moment, the sea of fire no longer advances half a step, in front of the terrifying Taixuan twin swords, all the power that can be described in words is too pale, the flame that seems to be about to burn the universe, as if it suddenly lost its temperature, slowly extinguished, the amber sword light castrated unabated, twisted in the air, turned into a heavenly sword path, and crashed straight into the silent night!

"Good swordsmanship, I'm not mistaken, you do have the qualifications to cooperate with me!" Silent Night looked up to the sky and smiled, looking like crazy, he looked at Long Xuan, and there was a trace of inexplicable fanaticism in his eyes: "You, cooperate with me, I will give you a creation!" ”

Long Xuan didn't answer, his face sank like water, the double swords in his hands opened and closed, and the brilliant sword aura was like a peacock's tail feather, pouring out from the void. In an instant, the dilapidated barbarian hall was full of ups and downs of stars and shadows, like autumn water, the Milky Way was upside down, and the dragon Xuan's body was surrounded by a spherical sword qi field, and the endless thunder power seemed to turn into a hideous thunder dragon, swimming in it. Their eyes opened and closed, revealing an indescribable hatred, as if destroying the heavens and the earth could not reduce their resentment by half a point - the power of thunder, carrying the wrath of heavenly punishment!

"Hey, the realm of swords, the law of thunder, what a peerless swordsman, no wonder he is so arrogant," in the flickering light, the face of the silent night looked a little blurred, he high-fived and sighed, and his tone suddenly became desolate: "I swore that I would never use that thing again in this life, but today, in order to suppress you, I have to make an exception once!" ”

Between the words, the strange bow in his hand disappeared instantly, slowly raised his hands, and made a strange gesture, and the surging waves of Xuanqing Qi rose from his palm, condensing into a beautifully carved mirror faintly engraved with ancient seal runes.

Long Xuan was in mid-air, his face was expressionless, his eyes were deadly silent, and he couldn't see the slightest expression of surprise and stunned emotion, but he raised his hands slightly, and his two swords were in the air, one was upright and the other was upside down, like a cheetah ready to go!

The next moment, he snorted lightly, and the two swords came out together, crossing, and the sharp sword light burst out like an angry tide, the waves crashed on the shore, and suddenly broke through the sky, as if to split the void into four pieces, and the intersection point was the silent night of the hand Tuoqi mirror!

"Hmph, the pearl of rice grains, also shines? Floating Ancient Mirror, duh! A mysterious power surged out with the sound of the silent night's words, like an unstoppable arrow off the string, whistling in all directions. The Floating Shadow Ancient Mirror slowly rose, turning into a shallow curtain of light, and all kinds of weird and difficult runes loomed, heading straight towards the slashing sword light!

Long Xuan took a light breath, only to feel an inexplicable sense of irritability in his heart gradually rising, as if he felt a crisis, what incredible power did this ancient mirror in front of him have? This thought only flashed through his mind, and a trace of alarm passed through his heart, but then, the grief and surging emotions in his mind forced his reason down.

His eyes darkened, and an emotionless voice like a bell kept echoing in his head: "Kill, kill, kill...... Kill them all! He roared like a caged beast, like a lone wolf wandering in the Arctic wilderness, hungry and crazy, and the monstrous hatred of purgatory fire burned from the bottom of his heart upward, completely controlling his spirit—

"Xueqi, I will let the whole wilderness be buried for you!"

When his sword momentum soared, the spell in Silent Night's hand had also accumulated to the peak, he looked up at the sky, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his arrogant figure was like a desolate ancient barren mountain! Dressed in a black robe, the essence of the light in his eyes became more and more intense, and the aura of the tyrannical and murderous demon began to stir in his heart, and the blood of the Lieshan clan in his body was burning!

"Shadows, now!"

"The reincarnation of the sword, slash!"

Two majestic and solemn voices came out of the mouths of the two hostile sides at the same time, the eyes of the silent night were clouded, and the floating shadow ancient mirror suddenly rose into the air, centered on the place where the silent night stood, and conjured up ninety-nine eighty-one shining mirrors, crossing the mysterious trajectory in the void, like a cage of heaven and earth, completely imprisoning the space in this hall, forming a blurred and disillusioned mirror light realm, and the silent night is the master of this realm!

"Pretend to be a ghost, give me death!" Long Xuan snorted, proud but lonely, resolute and rebellious, his voice echoed on the dome of the Savage Palace, like a yin spirit who is nostalgic for the world and does not want to die. He raised his sword to the sky and stabbed it fiercely, the sword light was like snow, but with a hint of desolation. In his eyes and expression, he was so tired, and this sword seemed to have exhausted his mental strength and physical strength!

For a lifetime, reincarnation, how many lovers can accompany each other for the rest of their lives, unswerving?

The next moment, the sword roared in the sky, and the faint blue sword light rose from his double swords, like pouring rain, scattering in all directions, twisting and spinning, turning into a huge whirlpool that devoured the sky and the earth, as if the six reincarnations in the underworld - silence, death, two extremely opposing terrifying forces were generated under his sword, like swimming Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish, constructing the two sides of this reincarnation vortex!

The wind and clouds are roaring, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the heaven and the earth are solemn, and the wilderness is vast!

………………

The wind is gone, and the sword stops the mirror!

The wind that blew from nowhere, through the dilapidated cracks of the Savage Palace, blew in, swaying slowly, and seemed to carry a few sighs. Long Xuan's face was like gold paper, almost unsteady on his feet, his hands were on his hands, and the black scarf on his cheeks was completely shattered, revealing his youthful face. A little bit of blood, gradually condensed into beads, clinging to the smooth blades of the two swords, trembling slightly, and then, quietly slipping down.

Silent Night held the Floating Shadow Ancient Mirror in his hand, and the black robe on his body was crushed by the endless sword rain, full of holes, and turned into ashes in the fierce sword wind! His upper body was covered with blood, and there was a faint remnant of an immortal and tyrannical sword aura, and the lilac blood continued to flow down his elite body, quickly converging into a small river.

"Good means, good means, your sword path has reached such an incredible state, very good!" There was no look of fear and disappointment on Silent Night's face, on the contrary, his eyes stared at the handsome and sword-strong black-robed young man in front of him, and the brilliance in his eyes became more and more intense!

On the dome of the Wild Palace, on the wall, countless deep or shallow sword marks on the ground are staggered and horizontal, accompanied by a loud bang, the Wild Hall collapsed, there are broken stones and broken wood everywhere, a mess, the original majestic ancient building, because of the fighting methods of the two super strong and destroyed!

"It's a pity, I can't stab you, Long is unwilling!" Long Xuan opened his mouth, and a large puddle of blood spurted out. He took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and dragged the two swords slowly towards the silent night, step by step, the double swords ploughed beside him, drawing two deep blood marks!

The heart is painful, the blood is deep, how can you give it up once?

"Wait, what if I say, that girl isn't dead yet?" Looking at his stubborn figure, Silent Night couldn't help but sigh lightly and said leisurely.

"What did you say?" Long Xuan's body trembled suddenly, and he stopped walking, his face had an unbelievable look, faintly, and a little ecstatic and apprehensive: "You, you say it again!" ”

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