Just when Zuo Daoxuan was killed and the battle was over, Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo had already traveled hundreds of miles.

The two of them did not stop, still full speed, shuttling between the mountains and forests.

They didn't set foot in the air.

For the true body realm, it is okay to walk in the air in a short time, but it is not suitable to travel for a long time, it is too consuming real energy.

In the blink of an eye, he ran out of a hundred miles.

Suddenly, the two looked up at the sky.

A five-colored light came quickly, and the speed was extremely fast.

And, looking at the direction, it was obvious that they were coming for the two of them.

"Five-colored sword light, it's the old man who guards the treasures of the Great Ancient Dynasty, could it be that we took too many treasures and were targeted."

Lu Yan's face changed drastically.

Swish!

The five-colored sword light came to the sky above the two of them in a blink of an eye, and then descended condescendingly.

Lu Yan is like a great enemy, the four body refining martial arts are all running, and with the Starfall Bow in his hand, he is about to shoot an arrow.

"Don't make a move."

Next to him, Shen Yinuo reminded loudly.

While!

The five-colored war knife fell in front of the two of them, stuck upside down on the ground, buzzing, as if speaking.

Immediately, the light dimmed and turned into an ordinary war knife.

In the depths of Shen Yinuo's eyes, a trace of complexity flashed, and in a flash, he walked over and grabbed the hilt of the knife and pulled it out.

"It seems that that senior has fallen, Lu Yan, you are a master of knife practice, and it is estimated that you have won the favor of that senior, so I chased after you and taught you this knife."

Shen Yinuo smiled and handed the battle knife to Lu Yan.

"Favor me?"

Lu Yan seriously doubted in his heart, how could he have a feeling that this knife was aimed at Shen Yinuo?

"Take it, this knife is an exclusive spiritual treasure of the Yuan Shen Realm, and the quality is extremely high, which is rare in the world."

Shen Yinuo said again.

Lu Yan nodded, no longer polite, and put away his sword.

Subsequently, the two did not stay, and continued to hurry, rushing nearly 10,000 miles in one breath before finding a remote cave to stay and taking out the small boxes they had obtained one by one.

The two of them were given a total of five small chests, all of which were guarded by the Wish Tattoo.

The two of them worked together to break the wish pattern on it.

Huang Xuan, the Lord of the Blood God Temple, the Beast Demon, and the Ten Thousand Poison Mother-in-law, their spiritual senses dispersed, and they searched around, only finding a few boxes, and their faces were a little ugly.

In the seventh cave, there were more than 100 chests of all sizes before, most of which were profited by the people who were guarding the surrounding areas.

With a flash of figure, the beast demon was the first to leave, heading south.

Then, Mother-in-law Ten Thousand Poisons also left and headed north.

"Hall Master, now that my Holy Xuanzong has lost two generals in a row, his strength is slightly insufficient, and he will need a lot of help from your sect to fight against the Ming Wangfu in the future."

Huang Xuan clenched his fists and politely said to the main body of the Blood God Temple.

"This nature, Ming Wangfu, is our common enemy."

The Blood God Temple Master nodded, turning into a blood light and disappearing.

And Huang Xuan and Li Armadillo broke through the air, and the direction was the junction of Mingzhou and Xuanzhou, and they had to preside over the overall situation to avoid the counterattack of the Ming Palace.

But before they were halfway there, they stopped.

Because there are people in front of you blocking the way.

It was a burly man, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, with black hair scattered and a full beard that covered most of his face, but between his eyebrows, it could be seen that this was an extremely handsome man.

A war sword, resting on his shoulder, in his left hand, holding a wine jug, gurgled a few sips.

Huang Xuan frowned, this person sat in the air at will, obviously a master of the Yuan Shen Realm, he didn't want to cause more trouble, and planned to bypass the man.

But the man's body fluttered, always stopping in front of the two.

"Your Excellency, what do you mean by that?"

Huang Xuan was a little displeased and asked.

"Take your heads."

The man spoke lightly and took another sip of wine.

Huang Xuan and Li Armadillo's faces sank, knowing that the comer was not good.

Rumble!

Huang Xuan was very decisive, and he struck first, sacrificed the Holy Xuan Pagoda, and suppressed the man.

The Holy Xuanta is the spiritual treasure of the strongest ancestor in the history of the Holy Xuanzong, and it has been strengthened by the continuous sacrifice of future generations, and has already become the treasure of the Holy Xuanzong Zhenzong.

Huang Xuan's combat power can be improved to a higher level with the help of the Holy Xuan Pagoda.

The dispatch of the Holy Xuan Pagoda shows that he has used all his strength.

The other party knew his identity, and threatened to take his head, and it was impossible for him to be weak.

Sonor!

The man got up, the sword was unsheathed, and a terrifying sword intent rose into the sky, shattering the nine heavens.

At this moment, the man seems to be incarnated as a sword god, the god of swords, and I respect ten thousand swords.

The sword light struck the Holy Xuan Pagoda, and the Holy Xuan Pagoda shook and flew thousands of meters horizontally.

"Tianjiao Sword, you are Chu Tianjiao, you are not dead"

Huang Xuan yelled in shock.

Sonor!

The sound of the sword roared through the nine heavens, and the amazing sword light made the heavens and the earth lose color, breaking through the sky and killing Huang Xuan.

The speed is as fast as Huang Xuan, and he doesn't have time to react.

With a flash of sword light, Huang Xuan stiffened in place, his eyes widened, with a thick emotion of horror, unwillingness, and incredulity.

The next moment, a blood mark appeared on his eyebrows, and then the whole person was split into two.

In his skull, there was a small person, condensed like an entity, exactly like Huang Xuan.

This is his original god.

When the Yuan Shen Realm reaches the fourth transformation God Realm, ordinary souls will be transformed into Yuan Shen, compared to the soul, the Yuan Shen is more condensed, like an entity, and it can also be separated from the body at will, traveling for hundreds of miles, with all kinds of mysterious means, much stronger than the soul.

The name of the Yuan Shen Realm also comes from this.

Huang Xuan's primordial spirit was also split in two, and then exploded to smithereens and vanished.

A sword, Huang Xuan, the sect leader of the Holy Xuan Sect, died.

Li Armadillo was cold, turned around and ran.

But the sound of the sword roared again, breaking through the air and killing.

Li Armadillo, who had not escaped a few meters, stepped into the footsteps of Huang Xuan, and was split in two by the sword light, and his soul was annihilated.

The man holds a sword in one hand, and steps in the air, although his beard is sloppy, his temperament is extraordinary, like a sword fairy descending to earth.

With a volley of his palm, the Holy Xuan Pagoda fell into his hands.

The Holy Xuan Pagoda kept vibrating, as if it was about to resist, but the man's fingers were forced, and infinite sword qi burst out from his fingers, enveloping the Holy Xuan Pagoda, and soon, the Holy Xuan Pagoda was obedient.

"This tower is good, I am in the Ming Palace, and I don't have a spiritual treasure of this level, so I have received it."

The man gave a thumbs up and put the Holy Pagoda into the Sumeru mustard seed bag.

"You are also considered a hegemon, so I will give you a tomb."

The man first accepted the bags of mustard seeds from Huang Xuan and Li Armadillo, and then slapped his palm on the ground, lifting a large area of dirt and covering the remains of Huang Xuan and Li Armadillo.

"Next, Saint Xuanzong."

The man's eyes were as sharp as a sword, he looked in the direction of the Holy Xuanzong, stepped out, and disappeared into the sky.

Soon, the man's figure appeared in the sky above the Holy Xuanzong, and the terrifying aura spread out overwhelmingly, covering the Holy Xuanshan.

"There are enemies."

"Start."

In the Shengxuan Mountain, there was a loud roar.

At the core of Shengxuan Mountain, there are patterns of wishes, turning into a large array.

At the same time, a powerful aura rose up one after another.

There are two of them, who are the masters of the Yuan Shen Realm guarded by the Holy Xuanzong, and the others are all corpse refiners.

The man was condescending, looking down at the Holy Xuanshan Mountain, and seeing everything in his eyes, he seemed to be waiting for the Holy Xuanzong to prepare.

Sonor!

The man drew his sword, and the sword light broke through the air, turning into a huge one, and slashed towards the Holy Xuan Mountain.

The vows of the Holy Xuan Mountain are intertwined, turning into a giant sword to fight.

But the man's sword light fell, and the giant sword condensed by the Saint Xuanshan Wish Pattern only stalemate for a moment before collapsing.

The sword light continued to fall.

One after another figures rose into the air, all of them were refining corpses left by the powerhouses of the Yuan Shen Realm.

More than thirty refining corpses joined forces to fight against the sword light.

Boom boom.

A roar sounded, and more than thirty refining corpses fell like raindrops, smashing on Shengxuan Mountain, smashing Shengxuan Mountain out of a big pit.

Of course, the sword light was also blocked.

"Kill!"

The man drank lightly, and the sword in his hand turned into a sword light, like thunder and lightning, and flew into the Shengxuan Mountain in a flash.

Burst!

An elder of the Holy Xuanzong who was the first turn of the Yuan God didn't even react, and he was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by the sword light and killed on the spot.

Then, another master of the Yuan Shen Realm was also killed by the sword light.

"Points."

The man in the air drank lightly, the sword shook, the sword light was divided into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into sixteen sword lights, slashing and killing sixteen corpses.

"It's almost, I can't do everything alone, I have to leave something for others, go see the old man, I heard that I hid in the Demon Ridge Mountains, and I don't want to do anything?"

The man muttered and walked away.

Magic Ridge Mountains.

Zhuo Kunsheng is still here.

For a person of his level, he is firm in mind and full of patience, and in order to achieve his goal, let alone a few months, even years, decades or even a hundred years, he can wait.

At that moment, his eyes lit up.

In the Demon Ridge Mountain Range, a figure stepped out of the sky, and it was the King of Ming.

"Chu Tianming, it seems that you have not entered the depths of the Demon Ridge Mountain Range, but are just hiding in the edge area."

Zhuo Kunsheng said.

He regretted it a little, he should have chased it in.

He had long thought that King Ming probably did not go deep into the Demon Ridge Mountain Range, but was only hidden in the edge area, but he was too jealous of the Demon Ridge Mountain Range after all.

"Even if it is a marginal area, the demonic qi is extremely strong, and the filth is rampant, you have to fight against the demonic qi, with the injuries you suffered that day, I don't believe that you recovered so quickly."

Zhuo Kunsheng's eyes were like electricity, his sword was in his hand, and his breath was compelling.

"Really?"

King Ming smiled faintly, and the breath on his body was like a volcanic eruption, breaking through the sky.

Zhuo Kunsheng's face sank.

King Ming's breath has clearly reached its peak.

King Ming's injuries have healed!

"Zhuo Kunsheng, you think that your plan is seamless, lead this king to the Holy Xuanzong and besiege and kill this king, but you don't know that this king is just planning a plan, and he has already prepared a healing elixir and a method to fight against demonic energy."

King Ming said lightly.

"Oh? Will it be calculated, just for this moment? You and I are alone? ”

Zhuo Kunsheng's voice revealed a hint of mockery, and continued: "You and I have to fight, not once or twice, even if you improve, you can't help this seat." ”

"What about me?"

Behind me, a voice was heard.

The man with black hair and a beard and a sword in one hand stepped into the air, and surrounded Zhuo Kunsheng in the middle with King Ming.

Zhuo Kunsheng didn't need to turn his head to look, his spiritual sense had already seen the man clearly.

"You are. Chu Tianjiao! ”

Zhuo Kunsheng's face froze.

(End of chapter)