At this moment, there is only one thought in his heart, that is, Yang Ning can't die.

Because the sword of the sword mound is still waiting for him, this is the opportunity of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

Maybe in the process, there was a lot of killing, but that real swordsman didn't step on the top of the mountain with everyone's blood?

Only killing.

Let's start with me.

Jian Jue's heart suddenly turned cold.

"Here comes the sword!"

Under the sword in the sky, there was a loud shout.

The Chengyi Sword in Yang Ning's hand responded, and fell off directly from Yang Ning's hand.

The spirit sword has a spirit, and when it hears the call of its former master, it acts immediately.

Dressed in white, under the sky, it is very conspicuous, but it declares the unique spirit of a swordsman.

The white clothes bloomed in the wind, and the sword light slashed out at the extreme.

The elegance is peerless, with the majestic posture of Gaidai.

"Kill!"

The sword light surged, and between the slashes and slashes, all the rules were intertwined, like the masters of the world.

"Unbeatable!"

Holding the magic wheel, one hundred and eight strong people are like hellish ghosts, but they are connected with each other, and they respond instantly.

Among them, the thirty-six Tiangang formed a large array of Tiangang in an instant, and a Gangyuan instantly wrapped the thirty-six people, forming a terrible storm that pressed in the direction of Jian Jue.

Seventy-two others continued to fly downward.

Because the envoy of the Nine Palaces told them that someone had killed the young master of Yin Wind Valley.

The man will die.

Yang Ning was firmly locked, and seventy-two people flew towards Yang Ning.

In the blink of an eye, he had already come to the sky above Yang Ning's head.

"Die!" One of them couldn't see his true face, but he could feel a clear and gloomy aura, enveloping Yang Ning, covering the sky, not giving Yang Ning the slightest chance to escape.

"Wait for the rest of the people, and kill them as much as they can." The sound is like an echo in hell, and it is terrifying.

In the crowd of "Yang Ning ......", the moon wheel kept flashing, and it was another knife, smashing a strong man in the dual realm of the mountain building realm, which belonged to the side of the second prince.

Yang Ning had no time to respond, because the magic wheel had landed, and he had to resist, otherwise he would face an endless abyss.

Yang Ning didn't have a sword in his hand, but the sword momentum did not decrease at all, and the fingers of his right hand were together, and an air sword was instantly formed, and in the endless sky, he met it.

At the same time, the momentum of the surrounding body is instantly rising.

The realm outside the mountain and the realm outside the earth unfolded in an instant, and the aura reached the peak of the mountain viewing realm, and the Ling Tianjue in the body was even more crazy.

This is a powerhouse of the sixfold realm of the mountain-building realm, which is enough to make countless mountain-watching realm powerhouses despair, but at this moment, there is a special case.

Yang Ning took out his sword without the slightest intention of retreating.

At this moment, Yang Ning felt as if his heart was beating suddenly.

Do you want to break through? Yang Ning was in a trance for a while, and soon put his unrealistic ideas behind.

"Catch the sword!" Suddenly, a voice sounded, as in the ear.

This is the sound of the flowing wind, and at the same time, the flowing wind throws the spirit sword in his hand.

"Thank you." Yang Ning didn't have time to turn back, because the magic wheel was already close at hand.

Whew......

The sound of the magic wheel spinning can be heard, like a grinding stone wheel, shattering the space around it.

"Ant, die." The strong are confident and have strong confidence in their own magic wheel.

A cultivator of the Mountain Viewing Realm, although he can kill the young master, but the Mountain Viewing Realm is the Mountain Viewing Realm, how can it be compared with a strong man who is about to survive the five decays of heaven and man.

"Ah......" Yang Ning's long hair flew, and the green shirt on his body exploded instantly.

Draw the sword!

This is the second time Yang Ning has performed this sword skill today.

Blooming in the sky, like the dawn in the night.

A sword that is extremely fast.

The sword flashed, and it met the magic wheel that fell from the sky.

Bite!

The crisp sound, the crunch of metallic clashes, echoed all around.

But compared to today's first sword, this sword is not watched.

Syllable!

Above the sky, the spiritual power exploded, bursting out with brilliant light, and the aura dispersed in all directions, instantly emptying the surrounding area of nearly twenty zhang.

In the collision, Yang Ning was forced to retreat by the strong impact, and his figure staggered, nearly ten steps backwards.

"Not bad, yes, I didn't expect this blow to block ......" The person who came floated in the air, the magic wheel in his hand kept spinning, making a buzzing sound, the dark red magic wheel seemed to be able to control life and death, and the power emitted was very unique, as if it belonged to hell alone.

"Kill!" Yang Ning responded.

Within the sea of knowledge, the miniature Two Realms Mountain, with the operation of Ling Tianjue, kept rolling, especially in the first layer, the thunder was rolling, as if an indescribable heavenly tribulation, to break this heavy shackle.

Yang Ning hunted with sword light and let out a soft groan.

With a shake of the wrist, the spirit sword bloomed in the dark night.

Yang Ning's eyes have never left this person, and he can't be careless when he is a strong person in the mountain building realm.

And above the sky, the Nine Hall Envoys seemed to be a little weak after cultivating Hell Mountain, and the Demon Lord was inseparable from the Guzi Divine Monk at the moment.

The "swastika" character is like an untouchable Buddha, shining in the world, and finally piercing the black clouds of this long sky.

"Angry Eyes." The robe of the monk was fluttering, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two rays of light, like two terrifying fire dragons, piercing the sky.

The seven relics in his hand turned into a Buddha wheel, exuding terrifying Buddha power and shining in the world.

Like Vajra manifestation.

"Karma!" The terrifying Buddha power, as the Buddha wheel rotated, released a terrifying aura.

When the Buddha is full of sentient beings, there are times when he is angry, which is called Vajra anger.

This is another manifestation of the Buddha.

Possess the terrifying power of Buddha.

With a sound of karma, the two fire dragons instantly became one, above the sky, and went away with the "swastika" character.

"Devil's power!" The Demon Lord was roaring as well.

Under the long hair, a face is as cold as frost, and the magic is like a turbulent ocean, and there are constantly turbulent waves rolling.

This is the heaven and earth that belongs to the demon lord, who can control the space and let the space become a boost, rising in the black flames, constantly roaring.

Two extreme rays of light collided with Buddha and demons.

Ziz ......

Thundered......

The ripples kept on and on, and they exploded.

The fire dragon slammed into the demon sea, and the extreme collision erupted into a terrifying aftermath.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

Someone dodged in no hurry, and was instantly overwhelmed by the aftermath, leaving nothing behind.

"Terrible!"

A mountain-building realm peak powerhouse was moved and exclaimed.

As one of the four great monks of the Thousand Buddha Caves, the monk Guzi is as deep as the sea in Buddhism, and the demon lord is the male lord who dominates the world.

"Elder Left and Right, help me kill this old monk." The demon lord was really angry, and he killed the monk of Guzi.

Because today's Demon Lord's goal is very clear, he must let the Fog Hidden Gate be destroyed, only in this way can the Demon Sect get out of the Liuyun Country and become the only overlord force in the Liuyun Country.

Then there are the vast sixteen kingdoms of Surabaya, and even the entire Liangzhou.

Thinking of this, the aura of the demon lord rose again, and the terrifying demonic power engulfed the mountains and rivers, enveloping the entire Fog Hidden Gate.

"Yes." The left and right elders descended from the flying boat, and the demon power was not inferior to any of the peak powerhouses of the mountain building realm.

"Is the Demon Sect going to break the cauldron?"

"With the strength of the whole sect, it seems that this is to take down the Fog Hidden Gate in one fell swoop......"

"However, after all, with the help of Yin Wind Valley, it is not tolerated by the world......"

Indeed, the Valley of the Winds is the public enemy of the world.

"Kill!" A mountain-building realm peak powerhouse watched for a long time, but at this moment he finally made a move.

Because the cultivation method of Yin Wind Valley is really cruel, it is not recognized by the cultivators of the world.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky, and the aura looked a little feminine, but at the moment of appearance, everyone noticed.

A woman, a woman who is vaguely remembered and yet familiar.

The graceful style amazes countless people.

"Chonghua!" The sword sword cut off the large array of thirty-six Tiangang, and he stared back at the woman who appeared, and he was distracted for a while, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the attack behind him.

Even if the sword is absolutely powerful, but in the face of the thirty-six powerhouses at the peak of the sixfold realm of the mountain building realm, it is also exhausting for a while.

The windy mother, Mrs. Chonghua, a name that has long been forgotten by many people.

"You're hurt...... Chonghua's voice was very gentle, and he was dressed in clean clothes, like a holy fairy.

"Mother...... "The wind is flying, looking up at the sky.

"Chonghua, you're here......" Qing Feng's eyes were a little more warm, but they were quickly suppressed, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, which was somewhat embarrassed.

"Here ......" a simple answer, a pair of eyes like hibiscus, full of tenderness, staring at Qingfeng tightly, as if the enemy in the sky did not exist, walking to Qingfeng, the jade hand condensed the palm, against Qingfeng's back.

Then the spiritual power tumbled, like a turbulent wave, constantly surging towards Qingfeng.

"Chonghua, you ......"

"Don't speak, heal in peace." Chonghua's voice was gentle.

Qing Feng was complicated for a while, threw the Deduction Creation Mirror in his hand to the top of his head, enveloped his body with the mirror, and began to frantically absorb the spiritual power from Chonghua.

But Qingfeng's heart couldn't be calm for a long time, because this woman was the love of his life, and it was also the only obsession that Qingfeng couldn't get rid of, but the identity and destiny in his heart, he could only be strangers to her.

Why is Heaven so cruel to me, why? Why? Qing Feng's heart kept shouting, but there was no response, because the woman he was so angry was behind him.

Is this the answer you gave me?

Qing Feng's aura was extremely terrifying, and the Interpretation Mirror even emitted a terrifying divine power, like the scorching sun in the sky.

"Broken!" The deducing creation mirror was once again powerful, and a divine light, like a flash flood, was completely cathartic.

With Qing Feng's angry shout, the terrifying divine light shot straight into the dark clouds in the sky.

Thundered......

Terrible and loud!

The clouds are retreating, the demonic energy is annihilated, and the breath from hell is gradually disappearing......

"Chonghua ......"

The sword is holding the sword of Chengyi, unprecedented, a sword peerless, unstoppable, after breaking through the Tiangang array, constantly shouting.

"Chonghua, don't ......" The uncle of the Ancient Sword Tower was also moved at this moment, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand began to kill frantically.

Blood soared in the sky, pouring like a torrential rain.

"Mother......" Feng Feiyang also saw the changes in his mother. Her long, shiny black hair was changing.

From black to gray, from gray to white.

"Chonghua, stop quickly......" Qingfeng shouted, but Mrs. Chonghua behind him didn't seem to hear it, and the continuous spiritual power continued to merge into Qingfeng's body.

"Stop......" Qing Feng whispered, but to no avail, because he found that Chonghua had fixed his body at this moment, making him unable to move.

The deductive creation mirror above Qingfeng's head is becoming more and more brilliant, more and more divine, and the aura it exudes is becoming more and more terrifying.

Shrouded in the heavens, it seems to replace the scorching sun and become the only light in the world.

"Stop......" Qing Feng shouted weakly, and his eyes gradually moistened.

"Brother Qingfeng, I ......" Chonghua's voice is getting older and older, and a peerless face is gradually becoming wrinkled and undulating.

Black hair turned into white hair.

"Stop him quickly...... "The Nine Hall Envoys recovered, roaring, and speaking for the Demon Lord.

"Kill ......"

The expression of the demon lord finally showed a trace of nervousness.