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This sentence seemed so faint in the wind, but everyone heard it clearly, and it shook into their souls.

Zhuo Lingchao's qi dispersed towards this side of the world, and the peach blossoms fell like snow in the sky, and the black-shirted man who stepped into the boundary carried a wooden box on his back, alone and arrogant. He is already an enemy of the Central Cloud Realm, an enemy of the Star Sea and the Demon Realm, and an enemy of the Red Moon, and after today, he will be an enemy of the Sword Shrine, that is, an enemy of the Divine Righteous Path, that is, he is completely an enemy of the entire mortal realm

Su Ying, who had been standing silently, looked at the black shirt in a daze, and the face that had already been imprinted in her heart under the fluttering long hair, her eyes gradually became trance-like, and the water in her eyes flowed.

Wu Yazi's mind was also pulled by this guy who suddenly appeared, he deeply felt the violent fluctuations in Su Ying's mind, and the Dao heart that he had finally calmed down could not escape the doom, and at this moment it was out of control to make waves again, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself that fate was so cruel, and the person he didn't want to see would often appear in front of you under many coincidences. But under Luo Jia's call of concern, he smiled calmly, and said to himself with cruelty: "Since it is the will of heaven, why should I try to escape, maybe it is a great opportunity on my way, it is better for me to wait and see how he will be defeated here."

"How strong is he now," Lorgar said in a lost voice.

The man in the black shirt completely walked into the line, which caused Zhuo Lingzhao to ask gloomily: "Who are you?"

He was speechless and more ruthless, walking towards the main hall step by step, his black shirt fluttering, the wooden box on his back was very ordinary but no one would feel ordinary, the killing machine emanating from him was like a cold moon in the cold night sky, incorporeal and formless, but it made people feel cold.

Li Qingxin, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up and muttered, "Immortal in my dream"

Yu Zhanqian and Wu Zhending were all lost, and they couldn't see who was coming from such a distance, but from the words just now and Li Qingxin's words at this time, they already knew who it was, because Li Qingxin had cultivated the Taishang Neijing Sutra in his sleep, and naturally regarded the person who taught him in his dream as an immortal. Bagua Mountain has a lot of fate with this person, and it is reasonable to help each other in trouble now, but they are relieved now, and they can't help but feel guilty, after all, today's situation is difficult to support alone.

The woman in the flower dress forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and came to Li Haoran's side first, using the purple vitality to protect her heart and the sea of qi, and then her right hand hurriedly sealed, and the sword pointed at the spiritual platform to restore her soul, but her eyes still swept to the figure below, and this beauty embryo smiled and read: "My man is really here." ”

Li Haoran's eyebrows were extremely red, his eyes opened slightly, and he sighed with a reluctant smile: "He's here." ”

The woman in the flower dress didn't want Li Haoran to lose her spirit again, so she swiped her sword to close her eyes and ordered: "You just lie down obediently." ”

At this time, the Lord of the Pavilion of Aya, who had already come to the outside of the main hall, chuckled, attracting the corner of Zhuo Lingchao's eyes, he was not surprised that this young man who suddenly appeared had a relationship with Chiyangmen, and probably guessed his identity, but he was surprised that even the Lord of the Pavilion knew him. Thinking of this, Zhuo Lingchao looked at the Taiyin Palace with his afterglow, but it could be seen from the expression of the Tianshan Mountain Lord that the two were not familiar with each other. Zhuo Lingchao clasped his hands on his chest, and his qi enveloped the young man with the momentum of Mount Tai, but he was surprised to find that this person's qi did not have any vitality in the sea of qi, and his divine soul was also very strange, like the moon in the water, but his divine sense was not allowed to snoop for half a minute.

"Ten Directions Daojun" Zhuo Lingchao doubted after insight.

The man in black ignored the question of the Lord of the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine and walked into the empty field of Bagua Mountain.

"Hmph." Zhuo Lingchao retracted his divine sense and sneered, "Then it depends on whether you can walk in front of me." ”

As soon as these words came out, a large number of disciples of the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine and Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm took out their swords from the "coffin" one after another, and flew towards the black-shirted man with their swords.

At the same time, outside the line, Su Ying also chased after the black-shirted man, completely ignoring Zhuo Lingchao's domineering qi, but also safe and sound, the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, but Su Ying suddenly slowed down, because it was not only the falling peach blossoms that separated the two of them, but also the farewell at the Ethereal Peak at that time, which was a heart wall, separating the two into two worlds, and now they have become the most familiar strangers. Su Ying stood behind the man in black shirt at the moment, but the latter did not stop, Su Ying had a lot to say and ask for a while, wondering where he had been all these years and whether he was okay, but when the words came to his mouth, he was instantly dispelled by the cold back in front of him, and finally only said softly: "I'm sorry." ”

The man in the black shirt didn't respond, and gradually walked away, and Su Ying said gloomily behind him: "I'm sorry." ”

The black-shirted man finally stopped, but it was not because of this sorry, but because of the sword mound disciples who came together like rainbows

His eyes were blank, but there was a buzz in the wooden box behind him, and Emperor Yu, who was all over Xuanhuang, suddenly appeared, but how did these elite disciples of the Sword Shrine who were mostly in the Eight Desolations practice penance know the divine sword, and it was only the natal sword sacrificed by this frivolous person who came out of nowhere, not to mention that they had long wanted to watch the battle in Chiyang Gate and from afar

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Showing their faces in front of the group, so they all showed what they had learned all their lives after they landed, and the vitality of the eight swords was dazzling, and the self-confident people took the lead in attacking Emperor Yu, and suddenly nearly a thousand swords covered the sky in the air, just like a koi fish that jumped over the dragon gate.

Emperor Yu is now an ownerless sword, but what remains is the will of the master before his death, it broke through the air to meet this flying sword that covered the sky, and shook out the golden light of ten thousand swords for a while, just like the birth of a divine dragon, instantly shattered a thousand swords in the air, and taught these sword mounds that the ten directions of the Daojun understood what the difference between cloud and mud was

Outside the boundary, people from various realms who watched the battle quickly gathered back, and Wuyazi and Luojia, who were in it, saw the power of the divine sword, and their hearts couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

Emperor Yu flew back to the wooden box, and the golden light continued, which was to warn everyone that he was guarded by it.

The Sword Shrine disciple who had not yet attacked was frozen on the spot, and no one dared to despise the edge of the Excalibur.

"Emperor Yu's sword." Zhuo Lingchao recognized the divine sword, and a smile appeared on his face, with a sense of meaning: "Sure enough, it's you." ”

There was movement in front of the main hall, because the sword mound Shifang Daojun was defeated, this time the land immortals who changed the sword mound appeared, they turned into Dao Dao streamers and flew out in an instant, and the emperor Yu behind the black-shirted man made a gesture out of the box, but was pressed by the black-shirted man, only to hear his lips move slightly, and said: "Coffin Dao." ”

Coffin Dao, before today, only one person in the entire Shenzhou dared to call the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine like this, and now this person only leaves a stone statue in the world, standing on the morning and twilight peak, one of the eight peaks of Bagua Mountain, and the peach blossoms flutter in the wind.

The sword mound land immortal flying in the air was full of anger, and the eight immortal venerables from the eight desolations standing in front of the main hall also looked at each other angrily, and the powerful qi that enveloped the entire Bagua Mountain condensed all the peach blossoms in the air, because the mound lord Zhuo Lingchao was also angry.

The man in the black shirt flashed back in front of Su Ying in an instant, his face was expressionless, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he had completely forgotten who the woman in front of him was. Su Ying's heart ached, her heart instantly seemed to sink into the cold sea, watching him stretch out his right hand and ruthlessly push her out of the Bagua Mountain.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the word "swastika" on the forehead of the black-shirted man loomed, and his expression only changed in an instant, and then flashed back to the place in an instant, facing the sword mound land immortal who was killed, and the eight immortals representing the eight desolations in the rear, as well as Zhuo Lingchao and the Eight Dao Sword Emperor, his eyes were suddenly condensed, and the swastika was violent.

Zhuo Lingchao's qi collapsed instantly, this sudden unknown power was extremely terrifying, making everyone facing the black-shirted man suffocated in horror, watching the strange scene in front of him, those land immortals of the sword mound smashed to the ground like a lightning strike, not to mention the bleeding of the seven orifices, and passed out directly, the poor sea of qi chaotic vitality dissipated in the body, and the eight sword mound immortals in the back were also pierced, and the pupils diverged and they were not able to lie down, only the Eight Sword Emperors could still protect the soul and barely fall down with one hand, Zhuo Lingzhao could naturally stand, but the corners of his eyes were bleeding, It is understandable that the divine soul has also suffered a heavy blow.

"It seems that you are qualified to receive the sword, but don't live up to the expectations that Chiyang Sect has poured into you" Zhuo Lingchao said, hugging his chest and arms due to the majestic vitality perfusion muscles, when he opened his arms, the eight swords covered with armor turned back to their original state, not only the appearance is the same, the sword body is like a leaf with veins, even the color is the same, the whole body is jet black. The eight black swords flew around him, and the disintegrating qi machine re-enveloped the Bagua Mountain, and condensed into a sword shape, tens of thousands, spinning a tornado.

As soon as Zhuo Lingchao clenched his fists, one of the eight swords flew towards the black-shirted man.

"Coffin Road" The black-shirted man scolded, his forehead was angry, and his body rushed towards the incoming sword with a bow, stepping on the ground with every step, and his body was as fast as an electric switch.

The first black sword rushed straight at the black-shirted man like a bullfight, and the void shattered all the way rolled by itself, annihilating all the creatures on the ground, bringing up mud and rocks into sand, and the black-shirted man crashed into it like this, and was instantly pierced through his chest by the black sword, and flew away upside down, frightening those outside the Bagua Mountain who were in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword panicked and dodged, for fear of being injured by Zhuo Lingchao's domineering sword qi.

This scene stunned everyone present again, the black-shirted man acted like an unconscious puppet, similar to the previous outbreak of terrorist power. At this time, the face of the Lord of the Pavilion was pale, because only she knew a secret, and her mind was already deeply involved, the abnormal behavior of the man in the black shirt, and the scene that happened in front of her, completely confirmed her judgment, he had used the Forgetfulness Charm and lost his mind.

At this moment, the black-shirted man stopped his body by plowing the ground with both feet, hanging his head, and grasping the sword with both hands, and the black sword that turned out to be shattered in the void could only penetrate his chest, and that's it.

There was blood dripping on the black sword, the face of the man in black shirt was buried under his long hair, and he who had cultivated the Taishang Inner Jingjing Sutra breathed and breathed in and affected the whole world, but no one saw the slight smile after him, only felt the murderous aura of terror descending, and the black qi of destruction rising above him, rising to the sky.

This is demonic energy

The word "swastika" loomed again in the black air, and the black-shirted man's body suddenly regenerated his arms, covered with purple dark lines, as if he came from a terrifying hell. These hands also grasped the black sword, and the nails grabbed the sword body as if to shatter it, and in a trance, a figure rushed out of the black-shirted man's body, with purple dark lines all over his body, braving the aura of destruction, his eyes were purple, and the nine black flags were breathtaking, and he pulled the black sword out of the black-shirted man

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, After landing on the ground, he raised his head and looked at Zhuo Lingchao fiercely, which was exactly the same face as the man in the black shirt.

The demon body condensed the Hades Sword, jumped up on the ground, and met the remaining seven black swords that Yu Guan had killed, and the black-shirted man looked up to the sky in the demonic qi and roared in pain, and the Yuhuang Divine Sword behind him was extremely restless in the wooden box, he raised his right hand and slapped it towards his spirit platform, his face was hideous and evil.

Su Ying rushed back to the boundary, the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood, she could feel that the black-shirted man's palm had been retracted with all his strength, and the last glance of him appeared in her mind, at this time she just wanted to chase back, but her eyes were full of Zhuo Lingchao's sword-shaped qi, and if she went deep into it, her life would be in danger.

"Senior Sister Suying, danger" Wu Yazi hurried over, he didn't want his hard-won Dao heart to collapse, but he didn't want to see his beloved in danger.

Su Ying glanced back at Wuyazi and resolutely stepped into it.

"Don't" Wuyazi stepped on the sword to stop it, but he was a step too late and froze outside the line.

Su Ying used the Xuanbing Yuan Qi, and wanted to use the strongest move of the Xuanyue Palace, Dao Lian X, to protect the body, and the body was covered with layers of blooming ice lotus, who knew that it was broken by the sword-shaped qi machine in an instant, and at the same time, his body was also swept away by the sword-shaped qi machine, and he was involved in the dragon scroll, and he screamed blood.

The black-shirted man who was struggling in pain seemed to hear Su Ying's screams in an instant, his eyes widened, his throat let out a low roar, and his left foot stepped forward heavily, only to see the ground tremble like water, and the eight peaks also shook, Zhuo Lingchao's sword-shaped qi that shrouded Bagua Mountain dissipated violently, and it also suffered a backlash, obviously a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, but he didn't vomit when he pressed it. On the other hand, the man in the black shirt was still in pain, leaning over and panting like a cow, but the demonic energy on his body had obviously dissipated a lot, and his eyes were much clearer.

In the meantime, the eight swords that the demon body had formed with Zhuo Lingchao fought in the air, and the Dao of Destruction and the Sword Shrine Super Absolute Dao Law bombarded each other, causing the space above the Bagua Mountain to shatter, and those peach blossoms floating here were annihilated without a trace before they were swallowed by the void, but the demon body was invincible to the eight swords and had fallen into the wind, and the left arm was removed.

Another golden light burst out of the black-shirted man's body, and there was another figure in front of him, his whole body was burning with golden black flames, the ten suns behind him were dazzling, and his forehead was three flame marks, and it was still the same face as the black-shirted man.

But it's divine power

Emperor Yu flew out of the wooden box again and fell into the hands of the gods, and suddenly the golden light soared into the sky, and the gods and demons joined forces to fight Zhuo Lingzhao's eight swords.

"Is this the Eight Swords that contain the Eight Desolations, is it in our Eight Great Dao Gates, only the great mountain master of Longhu Mountain has the strength to take it," the Lord of the Aya Pavilion sighed.

The Taiyin Palace on the side nodded in agreement in his ears, and said with a smile: "That's true, but if you look at the entire Shenzhou, there is another one, but it's a pity that this young man is not Qinglong." ”

"The Green Dragon of the Central Cloud Realm Four Phase Palace" was stunned for a moment, and then laughed as if he had heard a big joke, which made the Taiyin Palace suspicious and didn't know what to do.

The Lord of the Pavilion smiled and smiled suddenly, and asked curiously: "Senior Brother Taiyin, since you have talked about the Central Cloud Realm, could it be that those five old men are still powerful Qinglong?"

This time, he was stunned in the Taiyin Palace, because he used the "five old men" to call the five gods of the Central Cloud Realm, presumably there was only this senior sister in the righteous path, but he was a free and casual person in the Taiyin Palace, and he didn't care about these, so he smiled dumbly and said: "No, how can Qinglong be compared with the five gods, they are beyond our realm level, so let's not compare." ”

"Oh." Until now, the Lord of the Aya Pavilion had a worried face.

In the middle of the conversation between the two, the eight swords in the air suddenly surrounded the gods and demons, arraying them like gossip, and they also underwent a surprising change, only to see the veins of the sword body burst out of various colors of light, condensing the vitality contained in it. One of the sword body has a seven-color element flow of light swirling, which is the "immortal" of Longhu Mountain. There are eight other small swords around the second sword body, which are the "wilderness" of the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine. Its three sword bodies are wrapped in life and death talismans, which are the "talismans" of the Shenling Gate. Its four sword bodies are covered with blue light formations, which are the "arrays" of the Tianshan Mountains. The peach-colored sword qi is condensed outside the five sword bodies, which is the "sword" of Chiyangmen. Its six sword bodies are beating with thunder, which is the "thunder" of the Shenxiao Temple. Its seven sword bodies have the sound waves condensed by the vitality to shatter the void, which is the "sound" of the Phantom Sound Pavilion. Its eight sword bodies are covered with red patterns, which are the "spells" of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect.

"This is" Taiyin Palace was shocked.

At this time, the terrifying Dao immortal who had been sitting in the main hall finally made a big move, got up and looked sideways at Zhuo Lingchao's back, and said: "Lord Zhuo Mound is really clumsy, and I didn't see you in the battle with Akatsuki, and you were originally cultivated on top of the Eight Desolations."

Zhuo Ling supernaturally wouldn't prevaricate with this kind of lie just cultivated, nor would he tell the truth that he deliberately stayed in the Bagua Mountain, because in this way, he would have less confidence and more places to be accused of slander, so he simply didn't say anything, and looked solemn.

In the air, there are eight swords and eight paths, which eclipses everything in heaven and earth, and the vision is coming.

On the ground, Su Ying was getting closer and closer to the man in black shirt.

"Let's go." The black-shirted man who looked up to the sky said calmly, and shouted to stop Su Ying from afar.

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"I'm not leaving." Su Ying's words were concise and to the point, but she was so duty-free, because she had already made a decision, even if she was an enemy of the whole world, even if she was only with the man in front of her, she would not hesitate anymore.

The air between the two trembled violently, and the vision above made people suspect that the sky had fallen, and the man in black shouted again: "Go"

In the flash of light, the black-shirted man's "go" was engulfed by the huge movement above like the end of the world, and the word "swastika" on his forehead burst out of the sky, but he still couldn't save the ending of the gods and demons being killed by the eight swords.

"Ahh

In the next moment, the black-shirted man had no qi, and his body fell down when it encountered the wind, and after the eight swords above drew a brilliant arc in the air, the black-shirted man rushed to the ground together. Before the sword arrived, the wind had already blown the black-shirted hunting, and they were still converging with each other, forming a giant sword in the blink of an eye, and few people in the world remembered its prestige, one of the eight swords of the sword mound, guarding the barren sea and dry cliff pavilion, Wumo.

Until the figure of the Pavilion Lord moved forward, because in her opinion, Zhuo Lingchao's use of the eight swords in one was far above the sixteen-star sword of the fifth senior brother in the sea of stars, but her figure stopped abruptly, because there was a figure that was one step faster than her, and this purple streamer rushed straight towards the black-shirted man.

This flower dress fell in front of Su Ying, this beauty embryo tilted her head and looked at it, thinking that the woman in front of her was really good-looking, there was obviously hostility on her face, and she asked with a pout: "What is your relationship with my man?"

Su Yingxiu's eyebrows furrowed, not knowing what the little girl was talking about.

"Forget it, we'll settle the accounts later." The woman in the flower dress held the Wa Blood Divine Sword as she spoke, glanced at the black-shirted man sideways, and said, "My man is really useless." ”

Before the words fell, the woman in the flower clothes instantly met Wu Mo, the sword against the sword, the moment the sword tips struck each other, the brilliance was infinite, and a huge five-pointed star divine text sealing array appeared on the plane between the sword tips, and the first round of confrontation between the heirs of the Eastern Emperor Shili and the sword mound lord was actually Wa blood shocked Wu Mo, but it was obvious that the woman in flower clothes had a bad face, after all, the victory was better than Wu Mo's blood, and she lost in the realm of cultivation between the sword masters.

Su Ying came to the black-shirted man and didn't help him because he was afraid that he would be embarrassed.

Above, Wu Mo turned around in the sky, and the sharp-eyed could find that it was sealed with a cumbersome divine seal, and the woman in the flower dress had already caught up, and the competition of strength was only within a few moves, so far the Lord of the Silk Pavilion was glad that the woman in the flower dress was cultivating above her, but he heard Zhuo Ling's eyes burst into light, and he shouted with full anger: "Little junior, your time has not yet come"

In response to Zhuo Lingchao's majesty, Wu Mo broke the seal with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, divided it into eight and listed the exquisite sword array, and rushed away in an instant while the woman in the flower clothes was suffering from the chaos of the anti-devouring qi machine.

The Taiyin Palace is not worried about the woman in the flower clothes, after all, as long as the superior is distinguished, and it is not judged by life and death, so he still has the leisure to praise: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhuo to use the Dao method of our Eight Great Dao Gate so exquisitely, if this magic method is used by our Eight Great Dao Gate in the future, the Red Moon Demon Sect will definitely be able to defeat it."

"Maybe you can't be willing" So far, the Lord of the Pavilion said coldly, such cynicism is naturally because he is not on the right path with Zhuo Lingzhao, but the deeper intention is actually to confuse Zhuo Lingchao's mind.

It's a pity that Zhuo Lingchao has been cultivating for hundreds of years, how can he mess up his mind with a sentence, he concentrated on controlling the eight swords at this juncture, without the slightest merciless intention of his subordinates, and defeated the woman in flower clothes under a burst of thunder, the latter flew down like a kite with a broken string, and the eight swords reunited, seeing that he wanted to separate the victory and defeat with the man in black shirt, he didn't expect Zhuo Lingchao to shout: "You have entered the way of the devil, how can I tolerate you"

Zhuo Lingchao's murderous intent was monstrous and unexpected.

In the battle situation, the woman in the flower dress clenched the blood and wanted to save it, but a seal loomed on her forehead, and there were charms and spells, which directly made it unable to move, and inside and outside the main hall, only the main qi of the Silk Pavilion skyrocketed, and the palm gathered vitality, she was obviously towards Zhuo Ling beyond her hand, but unexpectedly, the terrifying Dao Immortal said: "Until the Lord of the Silk Pavilion, you stay out of the matter." ”

Until now, the main qi of the Aya Pavilion instantly froze, and he deeply felt that his cultivation and the existence in the main hall were absolutely separated by heaven and earth.

Su Ying looked up at the sword that couldn't be resisted at all, not frightened, and then looked down at the man in black shirt, knowing that time was running out, he smiled infatuately and said, "If I want to kiss you now, is it crazy?"

It was on the Ethereal Peak, and the man in front of her had said to her, "If I want to hug you now, I'm not crazy."

Another scene came to Su Ying's mind, because he also said, "As long as you nod my head, I can be the enemy of the whole world." ”

This time, it was Su Ying who took the initiative, she stroked the head of the man in black with one hand and kissed him on tiptoe.

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