The violent trembling of the Taiyin Refining Shape Xuan Coffin still continued.

Almost instantly, the gap that had been pried open seemed to be about to lift the lid of the coffin.

Immediately after, the sea of clouds in the sky had already been triggered, and the moment when Yun Gang's sword qi rushed into the sky, he was already able to see the outline of Qing Hai's old Dao from the scorching light of Pei Ran's sword qi.

This is the struggle of Qinghai Lao Dao with almost all his might, because if there is no such struggle, the cold ice that the Taiyin Qi has turned into will almost teach Qinghai Lao Dao to be taken away alive, and he may have died from a long slumber with dying convulsions.

Even when the original Qinghai Lao Dao used the Xuan Coffin to perform the secret method of "Taiyin Refining Form", and slept in the Xuan Coffin Heaven and Earth for a long time in the way of closing the death, he should have ushered in such an ending.

Chu Weiyang has been absorbing the main coffin for a long time, and after accumulating over time, Rao is coffin is still sealed in the mountain gate of the Qianyuan Sword Sect, and he is afraid that the old Taoist of Qinghai will not be able to escape death.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang suddenly increased the intensity of absorption, and the six Taiyin refining form Xuan coffins exerted force at the same time, it is true that such a force of unity, in conjunction with the magic method of the essence of supernatural powers, the process of Dunjiao's absorption has doubled several times, but it is also the "avalanche" and "embankment" of the essence and spirit and even the origin of life, and suddenly taught Qinghai Lao Dao to wake up from the severe pain.

He escaped his mortal sleep.

Now I want to struggle to get out of the catastrophe!

In the eyes of Qinghai Lao Dao, being awakened by severe pain is the only failure that Chu Weiyang has shown this time, and it is a gap in a desperate situation! He wants to pry open this gap like a coffin!

Then, he will completely control his life according to Chu Weiyang's mistakes! And I want Chu Weiyang to deeply regret this in the future!

It is true that the secret method refining of "Taiyin Refining Form" failed, but in this process, especially when the Taiyin Refining Shape Xuan Coffin dragged his life and constantly approached the curtain of life and death, the flow of yin and yang became clearer and clearer in front of his eyes, and the gloomy mist was running towards Yun Gang.

Qinghai Lao Dao has a hunch, as long as there is a retreat, only to have the deduction and polishing of the text, maybe the Heaven Opening Sword Sutra will be created from his own hands!

When the time comes, in the process of this retreat, what will be the essence that has been absorbed, the realm of cultivation that has fallen, the withered qi and blood, and all of this!

The moment the Open Heaven Sword Sutra was written, there was only a path in front of the old road of Qinghai! There is only a thoroughfare!

"Hahaha! Chu's surname is a child! Yaye will teach you to repent too late! It's too late to regret! ”

In the torrent pouring out of Yun Gang's sword qi was the roaring laughter of Qinghai Old Dao.

He was like a madman.

And at this moment, in the face of the contemptuous words in the poignant roar, Chu Weiyang was still indifferent.

He couldn't say anything to a dead man.

After all, as Chu Weiyang, who personally jumped the "Taiyin Refining Form" magic method from an ordinary ancient method to the level of supernatural powers, he is even more familiar with this wonderful method than the creator of "Taiyin Refining Form", and because of this, there is almost no possibility of mistakes in the operation of this wonderful method in Chu Weiyang's hands!

Chu Weiyang wanted to deliberately wake up Qinghai Lao Dao from his sleep!

Convulsed and died from his sleep, it was too cheap for him!

Even when Qing Hai's old Dao's figure was revealed from the torrent of sword qi, Chu Weiyang's face already had some kind of brisk smile.

Ignoring the barking of the old man.

Chu Weiyang's brisk smile and gaze were also looking at Song Qingxi, who was controlling the sword pill on the side and shining on the world.

Strange to say, Song Qingxi has been standing there for a few breaths.

It is clear that Qinghai Lao Dao is separated by the Xuan coffin, and he can sense Chu Weiyang's breath just by prying open a gap, but at this moment, Qinghai Lao Dao, who is still struggling to cut off the connection between himself and the Taiyin Refining Xuan Coffin, has no way to feel Song Qingxi's body and qi.

Because of the moment Song Qingxi's figure was revealed to the world, the ethereal and outstanding sword intent was scattered in the heaven and earth, and in the wind and clouds.

That is the change of yin and yang, where the four seasons are!

And it was just with this moment that Song Qingxi's majestic sword intent was naturally and silently integrated into the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, and then, the ancient sword realm was used by Song Qingxi from such a silent use.

The realm of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

Suddenly! The wind, the evil qi, the stratus clouds rolling all over the sky, and even the Yungang sword qi that the old road of Qinghai is pulling and resonating at this moment, even in the four seasons of the meaning of the running and continuous rotation, there is also the power of time in a very short period of time.

Everything was included in the silent realm of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

That is the most vast ten thousand swords, the ten thousand swords of the heavenly rivers and mountains!

And at this moment, when all this was spread out by Song Qingxi, Song Qingxi turned around and glanced back at Chu Weiyang.

And Chu Weiyang's response to Song Qingxi was only that relaxed and brisk smile.

But the Taoist's eyebrows and eyes seem to be able to speak.

For no reason, the words that had been repeated in Song Qingxi's ears rang in Song Qingxi's mind at this moment.

Kill one and live another!

So, at this moment, Song Qingxi no longer thought about anything else.

The world's attention was extremely high, and the three kendo monks stood in the air, one looked stunned and regretful and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, and the other struggled and roared and laughed and screamed like a mad demon.

On the contrary, Song Qingxi is the only one, at this moment, who really shows the world the true decisive demeanor of the great monk of the sword!

Four Hour Sword, Yin and Yang, Heaven and Earth.

Today's swordsmanship, ancient swordsmanship, are well understood.

Everything is presented in the mountains and rivers and ten thousand swords.

Then, when Song Qingxi jumped out in one step.

The realm of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect suddenly became a sword to break through ten thousand laws in this instant!

Hmmm——!

Under everyone's gaze, in a trance, at that moment, it seemed that the power of time and time did not exist, there was no heaven and earth, and there were no mountains and rivers.

All of them, all of their cause and effect, all of their fortunes and momentum, all of them have been condensed into a sword.

A sword that pierces the heavens and the earth!

Reflected from the ineffable, and then reflected from the ineffable.

The moment it is revealed to the world, everything in the process has been cut off!

Yun Gang's sword qi was shattered, and the sword qi that rushed into the sky was torn apart, followed by the sound of flesh and bones being pierced.

It was not until everything had happened that the sound of breaking the air resounded in the world's senses.

Hmmm-

And as the voice fell, a sword that shattered all laws immediately turned from real to virtual, and in the process of disappearing, the frozen years began to continue to pass, gradually, heaven and earth, yin and yang, wind and clouds, mountains and rivers...... Everything began to be in that moment of trance, returning to the induction of the cultivators.

The next moment, accompanied by the surging storm of Yungang, the storm that had been cut apart was the endless crazy exclamation of Qinghai Lao Dao.

"Who! Who is it! What a guts! ”

"Hah! What a joke! Use the swordsmanship of my sword sect to deal with the old man? ”

"No—no—junior sister——!"

"You can't kill me, you don't know, you don't know what I've been through, senior brother! I don't know what my senior brother saw in front of the curtain of life and death! ”

"Slut! Ann dare to hurt me! ”

"I'm cutting off the clouds! The inheritance passed down from the ancestors! It's all in the hands of you slut! ”

"The old man is only half a step away! It's only half a step away, and I'm going to cut off that tie! ”

"Nope! I can't die! I can't die ......"

"! You have turned your back on my Qianyuan Sword Sect? Thou shalt forsake thyself in the way of the sword! ”

When the words fell, in the same place, in the void one after another, Song Qingxi, who was still arriving with the sword pill, just coldly looked at the old Qingdao of Qinghai who was deep in madness and didn't know it.

"Nope! I didn't turn my back on the Qianyuan Sword Sect! He didn't abandon kendo! It's you! It's you who have failed Kendo and swordsmanship! It is you who have rejected yourselves! ”

Song Qingxi's cold voice was mixed in the ancient and simple and vivid and joyful sword intent, and it was still carried out in the heaven and earth with vigorous energy.

When he said this, he crossed the figure of the old Taoist of Qinghai, and Song Qingxi was not talking to the old Taoist of Qinghai, but in fact, he was looking at Zhu Jiansuo and looking in the direction of the mountain gate of the Qianyuan Sword Sect.

And as Song Qingxi's shouts fell, or more precisely, with Zhu Jiansuo's insight into the sword that mixed ancient and modern, and the insight into the ten thousand swords of the Heavenly Sect of the Heavenly Sect, and then the time when one sword broke the ten thousand laws.

This sword runs through the heavens and the earth, and at the same time runs through the flesh and blood of Qinghai Lao Dao and the heart, it is more like running through Zhu Jiansuo's spirit.

Even with that kind of remorse and hatred, it seemed to disappear at this moment.

Zhu Jiansuo seemed to be still reminiscing about that sword.

He stood there stunned, and there was no reaction for a long time, as if he was a clay stone sculpture.

And in the same place, Qinghai Lao Dao is still chattering.

"Joke ——!"

"You don't know,! In the old days, when you practiced in the mountain gate, you would always say those beautiful words! In fact, I don't know anything about the cultivation path! I don't know where the key and the purpose of things are......"

"The old man can't afford to lose, you don't know the curtain of life and death, the ...... That's ...... graceful."

"Shhhh

Just as he was chattering like this, suddenly, at a certain moment, Qinghai Lao Dao suddenly grinned and sucked violently.

And with this, in the midst of intense pain, Qinghai Lao Dao seemed to have sobered up.

He lowered his head in a daze, and was brushing his heart with one hand.

When he raised his hand, it was a blinding red.

"Ambition is like snow, and the nostalgia is as cold as ice......"

(End of chapter)