After Elder Bai's explanation, Zhao Huai finally got it clear.

You must know that there are a total of thirty-six palaces in the Heavenly Demon Palace, but not every sub-palace has a palace master, as long as there is a palace master in charge, it is absolutely unshakable, because each palace master is a great power in the world, and his cultivation is bottomless.

And the four giants of the Heavenly Demon are all the palace masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The Green Palace, the Night Demon.

Blood Abyss Palace, Bloody Slaughter.

Tianba Palace, Shizun.

Hundred Flower Palace, Queen of Flowers.

Four figures appeared in the heavenly dome separately, and a bloody man Tu who was wrapped in dark blood mist and wore a mask of human bones and skulls was the first to speak: "It's not too late, it's just right, the Immortal Viewer is still more difficult than I imagined, I thought that Prince Dayan was in other mountain gates, but I didn't expect it to be in your Wuji Immortal Sect." ”

"Who isn't, those stinky monks in Xiaolingyin Temple, one by one, don't enter the oil and salt, teach me that I can't show this ability, it's really boring~"

The queen of flowers is a beautiful woman with a delicate appearance, wearing a crimson dress, snow shoulders and backless, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, showing a smile, and suddenly showed a variety of charms.

"Hehe, you can't let me go to Linglong Immortal Palace next time, these women's tempers are too short-tempered, and the old man can't afford it." The Night Demon is a dwarf old man, I saw him shake his head and smile slightly.

Among the Big Four, only the tall and mighty Shi Zun looked indifferent and silent.

This time the Demon Gate invaded Lingshan, not only the Yujing Gate, but also the other mountain gates were also led by the Demon Son, in order to find Zhao Huai's whereabouts.

Among the thousands of monks in the magic boat, a beautiful man with a feminine appearance stared at the scene in front of him, his eyes flickering, cloudy and uncertain.

He is the old demon of the Netherworld who has been reborn, and the body he has taken away is very young and well hidden.

It's just that with the help of the magic weapon of the Demon Gate, he found Zhao Huai and witnessed the process of the other party becoming stronger and shocking.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Old Demon had a faint worry in his heart.

It's only been a long time, it's only been a year, this son has already condensed the eight-turn golden pill, if you keep him, I am afraid of disaster in the future.

Zhao Huai looked at the four demons that appeared, heard the name of the Cold Night Demon, and couldn't help but take a second look.

Nanyu Mansion suffered a demon cultivator invasion, and the person who rescued the demon cultivator was not the Cold Night Demon, but at that time, the Wuji Sect had not yet fallen, and the Demon Gate was jealous and did not dare to act rashly.

On the magic boat.

Situ Huan had a cold face, looked at the four giants of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and said lightly: "Follow the order of the demon lord, quickly take down the prince of Dayan, and the other mountain gates don't have to pay attention." ”

"The devil doesn't need to say much, he naturally understands this truth."

Bloody Tu smiled lightly, the red skeleton covered his face, and it was not difficult to hear from his hoarse voice and self-professed that he was already very old.

"Guys, let's make a move, I'll meet this old guy who has been sitting for a hundred years."

Bloody Man Tu retracted his smile and said seriously.

After speaking, the four of them shot at the same time, and they were not ambiguous, the ghost country, the sea of blood, the magic mountain, and the four primordial gods of the flower bones covered the sky and the sun, and suppressed them in the direction of Zhao Huai.

On the silver and white Lingtan in the distance, a wooden boat was dilapidated, and the old angler smiled lightly on the boat, and the hand holding the fishing rod was slightly raised.

An extremely long rod of fishing rod stranded across the space and extended to the top of the Infinite Immortal Peak.

The wind is howling, and it travels thousands of miles in an instant.

In the next second, a boundless sea of stars appeared in the sky, shining, faintly a boat rotating in the sea of stars, I don't know if the boat pulled the sea of stars, or the sea of stars shook the boat.

The monks looked up at the scene in front of them and felt extremely strange.

On one side are four Yuanshen Demon Barriers with different appearances, and on the other side are beautiful and brilliant galaxies.

It seems to be in front of you, and it seems to be in the starry sky, like a dream.

This is the confrontation above the gods, and between gestures, the world can be changed.

It is not so much an illusion as a projection shaped by the inner world and the sea of qi of your great powers.

The world of qi is not just talking.

The magic power of the immortals is boundless, the jade cup is filled with the sea, a leaf becomes a boundary, and the finger is asked for immortality, and a word can become a prophecy, all of which are the words of the classics.

At this time, it really showed a part in front of Zhao Huai's eyes.

"In order to resist the joint efforts of the four demons, the Sea Palm Sect actually fused its own good corpse, which can be said to be a great reduction in Taoism." Seeing this scene, Elder Bai couldn't help but sigh.

"Good corpse?"

When Zhao Huai heard this explanation, he couldn't help muttering, he didn't know what it was.

When Yu Qinghan heard this term, he said curiously: "Is it the cold corpse of the Three Corpses Refining Dao?" ”

"Exactly."

Elder Bai nodded and explained:

"You don't know, the Haizhang Sect was also a well-known figure in the world when it hadn't become a person who guarded the Lingtan for hundreds of years, the name Hai Shengming was very loud, and he studied a lot of magical spells, the most famous of which was the Three Corpses Refining Dao."

"These three corpses refine the Dao from the Taoist slashing of three corpses, but they are different, as long as you can cultivate successfully, you can have three bodies, and the strength is different, you can cultivate separately, and the cultivation speed is more than three times that of a normal cultivator."

It was the first time Zhao Huai had heard that there was such a magical exercise, and he was surprised: "The good corpse that the elder just mentioned is one of the three corpses?" ”

Elder Bai agreed: "Yes, the three corpses are divided into good corpses, yuan corpses, and demon corpses, the yuan corpse is the body of the monk, and the strength is the strongest. ”

Yu Qinghan was silent for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "Could it be that the Sea Palm Sect I saw before Lingtan is a good corpse?" It's just one of the three corpses, so where did the other two go? ”

Elder Bai said with a deep look in his eyes: "Five hundred years ago, he guarded his Yuan Corpse and Demon Corpse body in the depths of the Spirit Pool, that is, the entrance to the Void South China Sea, while the weakest good corpse guarded the shore, fishing for spiritual objects. ”

Zhao Huai was suddenly surprised: "It's just a good corpse, there is such a cultivation, can suppress the power of the God Realm?" No wonder he can guard the Void South China Sea alone, this cultivation is not something that anyone can do. ”

Yu Qinghan had concerns in his heart, and frowned: "The Sea Palm Sect fuses its own good corpse, which means that the seal of the False South China Sea will be loosened again, so that there will be no great demon born?" ”

Elder Bai sighed helplessly: "This is something that cannot be helped, if you don't make a move and deal with this crisis, I'm afraid that the Wuji Immortal Sect will really die." ”

When Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan heard this, they were silent.

"Boom!"

There was a huge tremor in the sky, the surrounding fairy peaks kept shaking, and the pumice stones fell.

"Hai Shengming, just by dividing the corpse, you think it's our opponent?!"

"Devil, borrow a scepter."

Bloody Man Tu snorted coldly at Situ Huan, Situ Huan heard it, and it was also very neat, and threw the Ten Thousand Bone Purgatory Scepter in his hand to Bloody Man Tu.

The thick blood on the Bloody Man Slaughter's body poured into the scepter, and a faint demonic light suddenly lit up.

Intricate black runes emerged from the Scepter bones.

Only the strong above the god can exert the true power of the magic weapon, if not all, but also more than half.

The Bloody Man slaughtered an ancient magic weapon.

The Xinghai anomaly, which had been slightly advantageous, fell to one side.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Elder Bai exclaimed in surprise.

All the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect were worried, if the new head of the sect couldn't defeat the four demons, then the sect really had no way to retreat.

At the critical moment, a sky-high sword pillar was erected.

The 100,000 mountains stretching ahead, under the hollow sunlight, are vast and lush.

A Monkey King sword, the sword light and the sun compete for brilliance.

Carrying the sword qi of the world, it shocked for three thousand miles.

An old man in a dark blue robe appeared in the sky, and the sword pattern on his clothes was particularly obvious.

Hold the sword and stab in the direction of the four demons.

"The head of the sword-bearers." Elder Bai saw the clothes of the person who came and said slowly.

"The head of the sword-bearer, doesn't he have a name?"

Zhao Huai asked.

Elder Bai shook his head: "There is no name, they are all the patron saints of the sect, if they don't make a sound, they will be a blockbuster, they will raise a sword for a hundred years, and when they come out of the sword, they will die." ”

Zhao Huai was stunned and looked at the lonely figure in the sky.

Only the sound of voices echoing between heaven and earth was heard.

"Nine Xuan, the head of the sword bearer of the Infinite Immortal Peak, come to die!"

Hearing this, Zhao Huai's heart was shocked and he clenched his fists.

The head of the sword-wielding man, Jiu Xuan, he wrote down this name.

Although the two never knew each other, the shock they brought him was great.

Gu Tianji, Wuji Zhangjiao, Hai Shengming, sword bearer.

He was not an overly emotional person, but he saw too many people who were injured and died because of him.

He couldn't help but think.

Is the immortal path you are pursuing right or not?

From the beginning of just wanting to live, to looking for the lady later, just for the day of reunion, and then to the present.

Before I knew it, my avenue had gone so far.

When he came to this point, Zhao Huai suddenly realized that he had already borne so much on his shoulders.

Now, what is your own way?

Before Zhao Huai could figure it out, there was a loud "boom" in the sky.

This sword is very strong, with a radius of thousands of miles, and it is all covered by sword qi.

"Buzz!"

In the nine-story Sword Pavilion, tens of thousands of long swords shot out, converging into a sea of swords.

Every step the sword-wielder took was a brilliant sword flashing.

Raising a sword for a hundred years, just for this sword.

In an instant, the visions of the four demons of the Heavenly Demon Palace were shattered one after another, and they were all cut off by this sword.

"Whoa!"

After the sound of shattering sounded, the sword power was still there.

Turning the gods into cultivation, condensing the monstrous sword qi, ten thousand swords roared in unison, turning into a sword qi god river that swirled upside down on the sky, and when the light rose, people couldn't look at it directly.

This sword is both oozing and cold.

The sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The upside-down sword river continued to flow and rotate, stirring and dissipating the endless demon clouds above the Spirit Mountain.

The four of them were shocked by the Blood Man Slaughter, the Cold Night Demon, Shi Zun, and the Flower Queen.

After this sword was cut out, a great wall of sword qi condensed was formed, filling the vacancy of the ancient great array and forming a strong shield.

This Great Wall of Sword Qi undoubtedly drew the line between immortals and demons.

The people of the Demon Dao can't step into the Infinite Immortal Sect for half a step!

The old man at the head of the sword-bearer looked up to the sky and laughed wildly:

"This sword, the old man has raised for five hundred years! How is it? ”

With a proud and domineering voice, it resounded throughout the sect.

Everyone in the Wuji Immortal Sect was in awe, and many of them burst into tears.

This is the sword bearer of the Infinite Immortal Peak.

With this sword, he can fight with the heavens.

He draws his sword, and the Mahayana also needs to bow his head.

At this moment, Zhao Huai understood what the real kendo was.

In this kendo realm of his own, in front of the sword wielder, he is not even qualified to draw a sword.

After raising a sword for 500 years, he no longer asks how high his cultivation is, and he doesn't pay attention to how solid the sword intent is.

It's about the momentum of the sword!

The general trend of killing with one sword!

The sword bearer is for the sentient beings of Lingshan, so his power has been condensed for five hundred years to have such a power today.

For whom is the sword in your hand?

It's so important to think about this clearly.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the old man holding the sword in the sky, and their minds were drawn by this sentence of fear of life and death, which was worthy of their shouting senior.

Zhao Huai looked at the front fixedly.

After ten breaths, my mind slowly calmed down.

Today's sword can ensure the peace of the Wuji Immortal Sect for ten years.

Lingshan's crisis this time can be regarded as over.

When the sword qi god river that hung upside down in the heavenly dome dispersed, the old man's voice sounded.

"My generation of sword cultivation, I have memorized it, sword cultivation needs to use the sword as the bone, and the sword heart to cast the soul, and the Huanghuang sword path cannot be regretted!"

The sky cleared, and the remnants of the sword's dissipation descended on the old man with the sword like a sunset.

In the void, there was a mournful sound of swords.

He was frozen in mid-air, holding his sword in his hand, standing still.

Until the last moment when the sword qi on his body dissipated, his body gradually deteriorated, the vitality in his eyes slowly faded, and there was a proud smile on the corner of his mouth.

The body fell, and before it landed, it was supported by the disciples on the ground, one after another.

Zhao Huai, who was at the top of the mountain, saw this scene and muttered:

"For whom the sword in my hand is out, for all living beings, Huanghuang Sword Dao cannot be regretted, this will, I have received it."

In the second half of the sentence, his gaze gradually became firm.

"Wow!"

A faint light appeared on Zhao Huai's body.

All of a sudden, his state of mind was much more enlightened, and the sword realm he had deposited finally broke through.

Officially entered the eighth realm of the Sword Sutra - Guipu.

It is only one step away from the sanctification of the sword.

"Damn it!"

Beyond the Spirit Mountain, on the deck of the magic boat.

Situ Huan, who has an elegant temperament, couldn't help but scold angrily.

The shattered array in front of him had re-condensed a great wall of sword qi, which was indestructible.

In the future, if the Demon Gate wants to continue to invade Lingshan, I am afraid it will be difficult.

"Lord Mozi, the other four immortal sects are all here, it's time to go."

Bloody Tu reminded lightly.

The four of them, although they did not confess to the Wuji Immortal Sect, but after eating a sword condensed by the sword holder for five hundred years, the Yuan Shen was damaged, and their state was not as good as before, so naturally they could not fight with other Immortal Sect Ancestors.

Situ Huan's face was cloudy, this mission was not completed, and the demon lord would definitely be held accountable when he went back!

There were two things that didn't happen this time.

First, none of Hai Shengming's three corpses died.

The second is that the strength of the sword bearer who has been hidden for a hundred years by the Wuji Immortal Sect is so against the sky.

"The devil doesn't have to worry, in a few years, Lingshan will collapse."

The cold night demon who looked like a dwarf old man said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Situ Huan raised his eyebrows.

The Cold Night Demon sneered: "In order to resist us this time, Hai Shengming actually fused the good corpse, or it won't be long before the seal of the Void South China Sea will be loosened, and it will become more and more uncontrollable, and when the time comes, even if you don't use the Demon Gate to make a move, Lingshan himself will not be able to hold on." ”

Bloody Tu also nodded in agreement: "Yes, the Void South China Sea leads to other worlds, there are many great demons who have cultivated to be terrifying, and the ten thousand year demon kings are common, and the most terrifying ones are those demon emperors who have practiced for 100,000 years, even if we encounter them, it is an extremely headache." ”

"I hope so."

Situ Huan said coldly and ordered to return.