In an instant, the shocking Dao Yun rushed into the sky, and when all the cultivators looked at it, what came into their eyes was a thin figure, holding the sword trick in his hand and rising in the air, and the mist and rain curtain in the sky were cut apart at this moment.

Immediately afterward, Stratus rolled and opened a path, one from the thin figure to the place where the ghost-faced snake stood.

Cut through the clouds with a sword!

Or, at this moment, it was not the sword qi that rushed into the sky that split the stratus clouds.

But the sword that accompanied Song Qingxi's slash was accompanied by the hole of Dao Yun, first the hole of Stratus opened, and then Song Qingxi stepped on the sword qi Tianhe.

And in this process, along with Song Qingxi's figure, he walked through the road of stratus clouds, along with the road opened by stratus, and in the process of stepping out, it was accompanied by the roll of stratus clouds in the sky, and there was a wind that returned, pouring into the long river of sword qi wrapped around Song Qingxi's body.

When it first appeared, Song Qingxi's body was still surrounded by only that faint sword light, but it only flashed instantly, when Song Qingxi arrived all the way, the sky was full of clouds, and all the qi poured out, suddenly, Song Qingxi's sword qi was faint from that very close, and suddenly arrived at some kind of majestic abyss!

Hmmm——!

All the changes were evolved to the pinnacle by Song Qingxi in a flash, this is the true extreme pinnacle of the sword that Song Qingxi can use now that he has lost the Dao Fruit and the natal magic weapon!

Song Qingxi's practice of the sword method of the same vein as Intercepting Clouds, and the righteousness and charm of his life, are all integrated into this sword.

Especially when Song Qingxi knew that he had arrived in some kind of "desperate situation".

It carries the continuous cycle of life and death that has been endured for a long time, especially the real feeling of the imminent death that penetrates through the soul and state of mind.

It is also a sword that teaches Song Qingxi to comprehend, which is really full of killing intent and almost transforms and sublimation, slightly higher to the next level.

So, after the fierce qi machine reached the peak in a flash, it jumped out of the line steadily, and the shocking sound of the sword returned to silence, and even the rolling sea of clouds seemed to be solidified, and the bright light was mixed with the wind and rain and clouds.

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

And this kind of sword, which is integrated into Song Qingxi's lifelong righteousness and charm, is like this, in a certain determination to live to death, from silence to sword sound, and then to silence, from weak qi to majestic and unpredictable.

The meaning of lifting a weight and lifting a weight flow in her body at the same time.

Between the lightning and the fire, this sword full of the essence of the high way and the magic method has attracted the admiration of many people.

It's just that the cultivators are appreciating and admiring.

But for the ghost-faced snake, this is a sword that real death is coming at head-on!

In normal times, she may not necessarily be the opponent of such a sword.

And at this moment, the ghost-faced snake was seriously injured by the white bone master, and under the repeated erosion of the torrent, the snake scales all turned into dry bones and slag like sand and cracks.

At the same time, in the far side of the storm entangled with wind and rain, there was a roar that was both angry and terrible.

"No ——!"

It was the roaring voice of the Xuangui Great Demon, but before the same angry and poignant vibration was transmitted to Song Qingxi, when he looked at it from a distance, in the whirlpool of the storm, twelve golden pill refining corpses were hanging, the white banner in his hand was shaking, and the white bones and ghosts were intertwined and resonated, covering up all the vibrations.

And it was at this moment that the wanton laughter of the White Bone Viewer was passed on closely.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Now that you have been born and died, today you should have a way to die! ”

As he spoke, Rao was the White Bone Viewer who felt that time was pressing, and he couldn't help but look at Song Qingxi with a rather strange gaze.

You must know that Song Qingxi's sword is not only at the level of Tao and Fa, but it is impossible to blame people, except that for some reason it is necessary to bring such a shocking sword from the micro end, but in fact, it is the interpretation of this micro end that makes the sword more graceful.

In addition, this sword is even more wonderful in the changes of human feelings!

If Song Qingxi took out the sword one point faster, even though the White Bone Viewer was stopped by the Xuan Turtle, he still felt that the life of the ghost-faced Xuan Snake was still close to the left, within reach, and he would be more or less annoyed by Song Qingxi's sword.

If Song Qingxi was a little slower when he took out his sword, whether this ghost-faced snake escaped or returned to fight, the situation would be far less clear than at this moment, and the entanglement and attack between each other would make the situation unpredictable and complicated.

This is also a clever sword in the choice of the current situation!

And on the contrary, the one who used this sword was the Jindan Great Monk of the Qianyuan Sword Sect, and he was the most hypocritical and insane Great Monk in this sect.

Now it seems that the rumors are probably wrong, and it turns out that the monks of this sect and this lineage also have such times when they are so familiar with the current situation and have a deep heart.

This was even more than that delicate sword that caught the attention of the White Bone Viewer.

And the moment when the day, the place, and the people all converged in this sword.

In the air, the figure of the mean-looking woman disappeared, and in the same place, the figure of the ghost-faced snake was re-revealed, and the narrow snake was now slippery, and the thick scale armor of the original black jade texture had already been eroded by the white bone qi into a cracked and dry bone appearance full of rough dregs.

Even with the manifestation of the powerful demon body, the bones had already been scavenged, and the red blood oozed from the cracks of the dry bones.

As far as the eye can see, there is a miserable scene.

It became more and more reflective that the struggle of this ghost-faced snake was so fruitless.

As a result, between the lightning and the fire, the whimper of the wind entangled in the sword qi Tianhe became worse at a certain moment, and the sudden blood mist spread in front of Song Qingxi, and gradually, in the pouring blood rain, Song Qingxi was taught to clearly see a touch of gilded color.

In an instant, Song Qingxi's hand rose and fell, and the moment the Dao Fruit Demon Pill was pinched in the palm of her hand, the Yungang Law Flame was hanging, and in an instant, the power of the pure Dao Fruit that seemed to be like the elixir jade dew was subdued by Song Qingxi as soon as he raised his head.

Almost instantly, it seemed that Xiao Yuluo's earlier actions were copied on Song Qingxi's body.

The power of the Dao Fruit Demon Pill was completely smelted in the Yungang Law Flame, and then it seemed to be completely turned into firewood, which was completely ignited, and in the moment when Song Qingxi swallowed it, it suddenly filled Song Qingxi's connotation, and the cultivation qi that taught her suddenly jumped, and then rose wildly.

But it is also strange to say, it doesn't seem to be Xiao Yuluo, and the surge of his person's cultivation qi is almost majestic and has no end in sight.

And here in Song Qingxi, the rising arrogance only flashed and then came to an abrupt end.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingxi's cultivation qi was stabilized in a certain neutral and peaceful situation, and there may not be any changes.

When she looked closely, there was still a gilt golden Shenhua flowing in her clear eyes, which proved that the firewood was still refining, and it was still smelting towards Song Qingxi's cultivation foundation.

But in the same way, because of the lack of Dao fruit, because of the defect of the natal magic weapon, because he is standing in the open sea at this moment.

Something that has been cut off and most of the ties are connected to the distance of time and space.

Those firewoods that had originally filled in the foundation, when they naturally poured towards the power of the Dao Fruit of the Jindan Monk, followed such a close tie and disappeared far away.

If so, between an increase and a decrease, the rising arrogance of the sect came to an abrupt end.

Even when he looked closely, Song Qingxi's cultivation qi machine even had a slight change, guiding it to fall.

But such measures still have an effect after all.

At least, with the power of such an extremely vast Golden Pill Dao Fruit pouring towards the "bottomless abyss", visible to the naked eye, the blood on Song Qingxi's face and the slightly tired expression were slightly improved.

So, after boosting his spirits, Song Qingxi finally looked into the depths of the open sea with sharp eyes, looking into the misty smoke waves.

She needs to earn her life!

——

Almost at the same time, a realm of trials was tried, in the realm of metaphysics.

Far away, the Dao Boy Dharma that had been refined by the first three times hung in this Xuan Xuan Realm, operating the "Law Xiang Heaven and Earth" magic method to the most extreme extent, and the power of heaven and earth was frantically pouring towards its body, and with each breath, the power of the Dao Fruit contained in it would be more vigorous and majestic, further nourishing the True Form Diagram itself.

In the same way, Chu Weiyang also hung his body in this metaphysical realm, and when he looked at it, between the talisman patterns of his body hanging from each other, there was already a perfect and round picture of the true form, and another one was almost smudged with a very similar five colors, but the aura appeared to be more strange and treacherous.

At this time, in front of Chu Weiyang's figure, Taiyi True Water, Tianyi Yuanmu, Nanming Lihuo, Mixed Yuan Spiritual Earth, Taibai Jingjin, when Chu Weiyang practiced the spirit mantra in the past, the supreme achievement that the five spells could be cultivated existed in front of Chu Weiyang in the form of spiritual things at this moment.

The spiritual light of the Tao and the Dharma flowed, blended, intertwined, and melted into each other.

After involving the fundamental inheritance of the Panwang Sect, not only the reflected galaxy is more prosperous, but even the gifts given by the sages are inevitably thickened.

And Chu Weiyang has also truly realized the benefits of refining the method in such a way as to escape into the metaphysical realm of Xuanxu, manifesting it into a talisman seal pattern, smelting the only one from the realm of pure Taoism, and can ignore the limit of the body shape to a certain extent.

At this time, Chu Weiyang was engrossed in the smelting of these five spiritual dao species.

Suddenly, the aura that was wandering between people and things came to an abrupt end, and then, Chu Weiyang "turned his head to look" at the place where his Dharma image was hanging.

"Huh? What is this—"

At this moment, for no reason, there is a gilt golden Shenhua, which shines from the appearance of the law, and it becomes more and more intense.

ps: I'm a little tired today, so it's three shifts, and this chapter was released a little late, so it's a late-night surprise. By the way, ask for a monthly pass in the last few days of the month!!

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