The rain of swords came.

Xue Yue was already completely at a disadvantage, and was entangled by the two flying swords of the sword master, not only was it difficult to deal with it, but he also failed to open the distance, and in an instant, dozens of flying swords had already chased him, and he was about to cut Xue Yue under the sword.

The sword master's cold face did not show smugness, but his eyes were slightly condensed, and he urged the sword technique, as if he had used some secret method, and the sword speed and killing power were all sharply increased, and he killed suddenly.

Xue Yue's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but press down on a silver ring on the index finger of his left hand.

"Don't panic." Before he could cast the spell, there was a sudden sound in the distance, followed by several glimmers of light, and the Faceless Saint Son suddenly jumped out, and Yun Danfeng opened his palm.

Roar! The black light flickered between the palms, and suddenly a behemoth monster with skin covered with armor jumped out, hugged its two claws together, and protected the two of them like a barrier.

All the lightning and stone fire, in an instant, the faceless holy son had already protected Xue Yue, and a faint smile appeared on the face of the Heavenly Demon Son, but it stopped abruptly.

The profound cultivation brought him extraordinary inspiration, as if he felt some terrifying threat in the dark, his eyes shrank suddenly, and before he could remind him out loud, the next moment

It has arrived.

The Faceless Son seemed to be aware of this, and looked up inexplicably.

On the altar, Dao Tong chanted a mantra, held up the vermilion gourd high with both hands, and a sword suddenly burst out from the inside, and in an instant, only a cold light seemed to be visible between heaven and earth.

"So fast!" Don't say that the cultivators of the Demon Gate, even on the altar of the law, the Taisumen people who are watching the battle intently, all have a pang in their hearts.

That sword ray, as if lightning was dewed, was fleeting, and it didn't seem to show any edge, but in the spiritual consciousness of a person who had cultivated to a high level, it was like thunder rushing through the clouds, soaring to the lightning, and galloping above the sea.

In the blink of an eye, from under the altar to the edge of a hundred miles, the sea was suddenly divided, and the flowing water on both sides was like a waterfall tumbling down, and it could not be bridged by a few breaths.

"Faceless!" Beilan Holy Son's heart shook suddenly.

I saw that the armor-covered demon monster that was holding the faceless Xue Yue and the two of them was split in half under that sword, turning into a turbid current and scattering, but the two of them had disappeared, and I don't know if they had escaped, or-

Already dead, dead without a body?

Xu Zhuang taught Dao Tong to recite the incantation, but it was just a bad taste, but that sword was the first time that the Taiyi rainbow light sword was unsheathed against the enemy after it was sacrificed into a killing sword qi, and it was really a full blow.

Although the Holy Son of Beilan didn't know how powerful it was, the sword streamer was instantaneous, as if it was faster than the thought of being born and destroyed!

Put yourself in the shoes of the Holy Son of Beilan, I am afraid that he will not even be able to react to the spell, unless he is born after death, he may have a glimmer of life.

The Holy Son of Beilan stared at the field, faceless and conceited, arrogant, able to struggle and grow in the cruel demon gate, and it naturally made sense to get to this day.

Beilan Holy Son imagines facelessness, and it may not be impossible to find the possibility of vitality in that life.

Sure enough, the next moment of light flickered, and a primordial infant with his feet on turbid clouds and his arms wrapped around the demon worm appeared from within, and his surprisingly ugly face was still full of panic, and he screamed: "Brother Dao, save me!" ”

It's him.

The Yuan Infant is the cultivator's spiritual condensation, the Yuan Shen Baby, and the idle will not be easily revealed, once the Yuan Infant is out of the body, it often represents the time of life and death.

Faceless really gave up his body, and even abandoned Xue Yue, and escaped from Yuanying.

Beilan's eyes became complicated, and he was full of thoughts for a while.

On the one hand, he is also the Holy Son of the Manifestation Sect, although he is ruthless, but his cultivation seems to be as if he died so easily under Xu Zhuang's sword as faceless, which really had to make him feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

But if you have no face to escape from Yuanying, I'm afraid you'll ......

There is no better place to mediate in this battle!

All demon monks are not allowed to be close to the gate of the formation for a hundred miles, and those who violate it will be punished!

The Taisu Dharma Urn is still hanging above the gate of the array, and the cultivators know the will of the cultivators.

Xu Zhuang could not allow him to break into the formation gate without face and leave easily, even if he was only a Yuanying and cut off the way!

But the Heavenly Demon Son personally said that he wanted to sweep the formation for the faceless, and many fellow demon sects were here, how could he easily go back on his word......

On the altar, Xu Zhuang didn't know when he had stood up and raised his finger from afar.

Heavenly Demon Zi's face was slightly gloomy, and he said lightly: "Save him." ”

At the same moment, the Heavenly Demon Son had already turned his gaze, looked at the altar from afar, raised his sleeves, palms facing up, and gently lifted it as if he was lifting something.

With his movements, the demon clouds under his feet suddenly rolled away, and in an instant, they flowed like a flood for hundreds of miles, straight to the altar that Taisu Zhengzong had tried to do.

Xu Zhuang's eyes were slightly cold, if there was a flash of lightning, he stopped the operation without thinking, flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen thunderbolts struck, and went straight to the faceless Yuan Infant, flicked his sleeve from the jade seal, and shouted: "Please Senior Brother Yue!" ”

Before the end fell, I saw that on the altar on the left, a shocking sword light suddenly rose into the sky, as if a sword had opened a lot of space, and it instantly arrived behind the faceless primordial infant.

"Yue Junlan!" The face of the person who rushed to the aid changed slightly, and he immediately threw down the magic weapon and even cast the Dao method, but he saw that the sword light was suddenly tangible, invisible, qualitative, and uncertain.

Tossing and turning, as if wearing a rain curtain, he didn't even get a drop of water, through the heavy Dao techniques, a sword killed the faceless primordial infant, and suddenly made him-

Damn it!

"Damn it......" The man choked angrily in his throat, and suddenly more than a dozen thunderbolts hit him, and hurriedly turned his magic weapon to meet him, Fang Yi struck, it was really like a thunderbolt, and his body was stagnant, and Yue Junlan had already turned his sword light to kill.

At the same time, Xu Zhuang had already retracted his attention, watching the demon clouds rolling in from afar, his face did not change, but his whole body was like a roar, as the clouds rose, boundless mana gushed out, turning into mist, and the clusters gathered, and there were waves.

Thousands of laws and clouds, gathered into a sea!

"Go!" Xu Zhuang's magic trick pointed at it, and the sea of Faqi was raging, and the sky was also like a demon cloud hitting the sky, and in an instant, the pure white Qi sea collided with the rolling demon cloud, almost wanting to cover the sky, chaotic, and a desert.

Qi Sea and Demon Clouds, as if two big mills are grinding, between mediation, the spirit riots, the sea is round, and then it surges, the waves are like anger, and the waves are monstrous!

"What?" Heavenly Demon Zi's eyes changed slightly, he had heavenly magic eyes, as early as when the gods were unconscious, he found out that Xu Zhuang's meritorious deeds had reached the limit, and he was only a kick in the door.

However, when you get to the door, after all, it is not the third of the primordial infant, whether it is complete or not, the mana may be almost the same, but there are differences in quality, handling, recovery, and spellcasting.

This difference may not be big, but for a high-level competition, it is a thousand miles away!

Therefore, the Heavenly Demon Son is not arrogant and conceited, but even if he thinks that Xu Zhuang is a genius who can be compared to the Six Turbidities, after all, there is a big difference.

But he never expected that Xu Zhuang really had to compete with him-

and even faintly suppressed his strength!

With the operation of Xu Zhuang Xuangong, the undercurrent of the sea of Qianjun Faqi surged, swirling endlessly, infinitely vigorously grinding out the demonic qi, and in a moment, the demon cloud had been pushed back ten miles.

"Damn......" Heavenly Demon Zi raised a palm, covering his eyes and forehead, but a crazy smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "No wonder such a big name ......"

"Ye Xuanzhang's bastard, is it so powerful?"

"Qiu Tianhai, that monster, is it so powerful?"

"Damn, shit. Since he is born with such a demonic talent, why is there such a large number of opponents as an eyesore! Good life, good life—"

"Jealous!" The Heavenly Demon suddenly lowered his palm, his eyes were already as red as blood, and a naked killing intent burst out from within: "Do it." ”

The hearts of everyone in the Demon Gate were shocked, and without waiting for a reaction, the Heavenly Demon Son jumped out suddenly, only to hear a long roar of the poisonous dragon behind him, got out of the pagoda, rode on the Heavenly Demon Son, and rushed towards the Taisu Altar.

The next moment, more than a dozen elders of the Innate Demon Sect immediately chased after each other, only one Kun Dao glanced at everyone lightly, and asked, "Senior Brother Heavenly Demon Son has already made a move, what are you fellow Daoists waiting for?" ”

Beilan's eyes changed slightly for a moment, and he made up his mind and shouted, "Go!" ”

I don't know if it's because of the words of Nakun Dao, or because of Beilan's actions, not only the rest of the true lineages of the Manifestation Sect and their respective elders, but also the rest of the people set off together, showing their magical powers, and for a while it seemed to blow a demonic wind, the demon flames were monstrous, and the ghosts cried and howled!

(End of chapter)