The name of the reincarnation bell must be lower, and the big bell above Fang Wang's head burst out with a powerful impact, and Xiao Zi immediately mobilized his demonic power to stabilize his body.

The sword qi array of heaven and earth sword intent was shaken, but fortunately, it was only the fluctuation of the shaping spirit, not the full power of the reincarnation bell.

Fang Wang closed his eyes again, continuing the spirit shaping process as much as possible, so that the reincarnation bell was stronger.

Half a day later.

The sword intent of heaven and earth dissipated, and Song Jinyuan immediately came behind Fang Wang, and saw him standing at the head of the bridge, moving his muscles and bones, and he looked no different from when he came.

The reincarnation bell has been put into the treasure spirit space by Fang Wang.

"Fang Wang, what are you cultivating now?" Song Jinyuan asked.

Fang Wang didn't look back, and laughed softly: "The first layer of the Condensation Realm." ”

Really!

Although Song Jinyuan had expected it a long time ago, his heart still trembled when he heard Fang Wang admit it in person.

Fang Wang turned around and said, "I still have something to do, what do you need before leaving?" ”

Song Jinyuan thought about it and shook his head slightly.

Fang Wang smiled, then turned to face the lake, waved his sleeve with his right hand, and a sword qi shot out, flying across the vast lake at an extremely fast speed, hitting the high mountain opposite.

Boom Boom –

The dust was flying, and the mountains trembled.

Song Jinyuan looked confused, not understanding what Fang Wang was doing.

As the dust cleared, a crack ten zhang long appeared on the opposite mountain wall, it was a sword mark, and from a long distance, you could also feel the fierce aura emitted by the sword mark.

Is that......

Song Jinyuan's eyes narrowed, and his heart shook.

Fang Wang raised his hand and made a move, stuffed Xiao Zi into his arms, jumped up, and turned into a white light and swept towards the sky.

Song Jinyuan stared closely at the sword marks on the mountain wall in the distance, and a figure appeared in his eyes, it was Fang Wang's figure, swinging his sword quickly, and the sword moves were unpredictable.

More and more sword attendants and sword cultivators rushed to observe the sword marks.

The other side.

Xiao Zi had already grown bigger, and Fang Wang was standing on top of it, holding the Great Disciple Token in his hand, using his divine sense to probe the location of Fang Hanyu and the others.

Xiao Zi flew in the direction Fang Wang pointed.

Fang Wang noticed that this group of disciples was not as dense as before, and there were still twenty or thirty fewer people.

It seems that a fight has begun!

Fang Wang's eyes flickered.

Demon Sect, the supreme treasure, sacrifice......

He always felt that this battle would involve Lu Yuanjun.

"Lu Yuanjun, I hope you're really here." Fang Wang thought silently in his heart.

It's time for this cause and effect to be over.

If you don't pull out this thorn, how can Fang Wang be at ease?

……

Rolling thunderclouds covered hundreds of miles, black clouds overwhelmed the realm, and the heavens and the earth fell into depression.

Above the wasteland, a blood-colored pillar of air connects the sky and the earth, and below is a huge altar made of bluestone, surrounded by countless corpses, there are demons and beasts, the corpses are mountains, and the sea of blood is condensed, which is extremely terrifying.

In the distance, there were monks fighting in all directions.

The Demon Sect sent tens of thousands of monks, all wearing the red robes of the unified sect, and they besieged the monks of the Taiyuan Gate, the Tianshu Sect, and the Hanging Flood Sword Sect everywhere.

The battlefield stretched for hundreds of miles, and the devastated scene of spell bombing was shocking.

Fang Hanyu, who was scattered in his cloak, fought with two swords, fighting dozens of demon cultivators alone, all kinds of spells pursued him, he quickly dodged, his posture was like a ghost, and his desperate evil eyes drew two blood lines in the dim heaven and earth.

Suddenly!

Fang Hanyu jumped up, his spiritual power covered his whole body, turned into an air dragon, swayed up, broke through the formation, he followed to unlock the Nine Dragons God Transformation Technique, stabbed with a sword, and the sword aura of the Sword Saint made him turn into a rainbow light and fly away, unstoppable.

In other directions, Xu Qiuming, Lu Changge, Ye Xiang, Zhao Chuanqian and others also showed the strength of one enemy and many others.

Especially Xu Qiu, he was besieged by five hundred demon cultivators alone, and he didn't fall behind!

I saw that Xu Qiu's right hand was a sword with his fingers, his left hand was behind his waist, and his right hand waved quickly, and a domineering sword qi came out of the sword shadow behind his head, killing in the direction he pointed, the momentum was huge, and the demon cultivators of the Demon Sect couldn't stop it at all, so they could only dodge, but even so, someone was injured or even killed in every breath.

Boom Boom –

On the north side of the sacrifice, the earth set off rolling dust waves, and there was a tendency to roll the sky, and a figure flew out of it, it was Zhao Chuanqian, the inheritance elder of Taiyuan Gate, who was covered in injuries, holding a white jade ruler in his hand, and his body was surrounded by arrogance, exuding great coercion.

Chen Anshi, who was high up, stepped on a gourd, held a long knife in his hand, looked down at Zhao Chuanqian, and said, "Little junior brother, why struggle, as long as you bow your head to me, senior brother can leave you alive." ”

Zhao Chuanqian's face was expressionless, he raised the ruler with his right hand, wiped the two fingers of his left hand on the ruler's body, blood splashed, he followed the ruler and slashed away, one after another sword qi swept through the blood beads, and suddenly transformed into blood-colored sword qi to kill, sweeping the sky, twisting and scattering the dust waves along the way.

Chen Anshi swung his knife quickly, and the sword qi formed a huge shield around his body, blocking Zhao Chuanqian's attack head-on.

The two high-level cultivators of the Xuan Mind Realm fought with all their might, and the momentum was so great, but they were not the fiercest on the battlefield.

At this moment, nearly thirty elders from the Taiyuan Gate, the Hanging Flood Sword Sect, and the Tianshu Sect were besieging one person, who was dressed in black, holding a sword in his right hand and holding a black gourd in his left hand, and behind him there were three ghost and god figures, unable to see the true face, the whole body was pitch black, terrifying and terrifying.

The three ghosts and gods were all several feet tall, with their teeth and claws, slashing out black ghost power like pen and ink, raging in all directions, making it impossible for the elders to get close to the man in black.

The man in black was wearing a mask on his face, and he didn't even show his eyes, but he looked around from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

"Fang Wang won't come, he has just broken through the Condensing Realm, and he is probably busy practicing new spells."

Zhao Zhen's voice sounded in the heart of the man in black.

This man in black is none other than Lu Yuanjun!

Hearing this, Lu Yuanjun's heart sank to the bottom.

Rumble!

A shocking thunder came from a distance, startling everyone to turn their heads to look, only to see the rolling demonic energy swept like a tornado, in the demonic wind can vaguely see a huge demon python twisting its body in it, even if it is far away in the sky, it also gives people an indescribable sense of oppression.

"What are you waiting for, kill them quickly!"

A cold voice came, one full of impatience.

Hearing this, the sect master of the Demon Sect, who was leading his disciples to besiege Xu for his life, immediately shouted: "Don't wait any longer, kill them all!" ”

When the words fell, many Demon Sect monks showed off their mastery!

Chen Anshi, who was fighting with Zhao Chuanqian, frowned, couldn't help but look at Lu Yuanjun, and sighed slightly.

Hearing the words of the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, the monks of the Taiyuan Sect, the Hanging Flood Sword Sect, and the Tianshu Sect were all nervous.

There are still people who don't believe in evil, such as Xu begging for life, he turned around and killed towards the altar, his pace was as fast as the wind, and the sword shadow behind his head waved quickly, strangling the demon cultivators along the way.

Rumble!

A figure fell from the sky and smashed on the periphery of the altar, stopping Xu Qiu's life, dust flew up, and the terrifying momentum shocked Xu Qiu's life and immediately stopped.

The dust was torn apart by a powerful force, and a white-clothed figure appeared in front of him.

This is a white-haired man, his face looks to be about thirty years old, his long hair is coiled under a silver crown, he is burly, holding a wooden sword in his right hand, staring at Xu for his life expressionlessly.

The white hair and white clothes are so conspicuous in this dim world.

Xu Qiu's life was like a great enemy, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?" You're not from the Demon Sect, are you? ”

The white-haired man stared at him indifferently and said, "Born with a sword heart, you are a good seedling, as long as you are willing to kneel, I can take you to seek a higher immortal fate." ”

When Xu Qiuming heard this, his eyes instantly burst out with killing intent, and he immediately killed the white-haired man.

The other side.

Gu Li fought side by side with the disciples of the third line, and the twelve of them were already encircled, with nowhere to escape.

"Senior brother! Didn't the sect send reinforcements? Just us people fighting against the entire Demon Sect, is it a bit of a child's play? Zhou Bo said urgently, his hair was messy, his face was stained with blood, and he was out of breath when he cast the spell, obviously about to reach his limit.

Li Yu gritted his teeth and said: "I believe in the master, he must have a countermeasure!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a domineering and resolute sword intent struck from the sky, startling them to turn their heads to look.

I saw a sword qi coming from the edge of the sky, sweeping over the battlefield, like an aurora crossing the dim sky, and killing the terrifying demon python surrounded by demonic energy.

In less than three breaths, the sword qi flew over dozens of miles, forcefully dispersing the demonic qi of the terrifying demon python, revealing its python body.

This is a huge black python with red spots, the python body needs at least eight people to hug, dozens of zhang long, there is a bulging bag on its python head, and there is a figure standing behind him, he raised his right hand, pointed forward with two fingers, and forcibly resisted the sword qi.

This person was dressed in purple, his posture was domineering, his face was majestic, his long hair was casually scattered, a pair of leopard eyes were full of coldness to the bone, and with a turn of his right hand, the powerful sword qi in front of him instantly dissipated.

"Dare to ask where Your Excellency is from, why do you want to meddle in the matter of the Great Qi Immortal Realm!"

An old voice sounded, and his tone was indifferent.

Hearing this, the monks of the Hanging Flood Sword Sect immediately became excited, and one of the disciples even shouted, "Elder Taishang is here!" ”

The purple-clothed man squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, and snorted coldly: "The origin of this seat is not something that you barbarians can find out, since you are here, let's make a sacrifice together!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the demon python under his feet erupted with black demonic energy again, drowning the figure of the man in purple, and then turned into a gust of black wind and swept away.

……

On the top of the mountains, Xiao Zi twisted the snake's body forward, and it raised the snake's head, sometimes to the left, and sometimes to the right.

"It's so demonic."

Xiao Zi muttered, and Fang Wang, who was standing on top of it, also felt it.

It's not just demonic energy, but also demonic energy, ghost energy!

It seems that the battle ahead is fierce.

Fang Wang picked up the Great Disciple Token, and his divine sense probed into it, and found that there were only more than eighty people left in the group of Taiyuan Sect disciples who were on a mission, and in other directions, there were a large number of light points approaching, and there were tens of thousands of them, and there were already a number of light points joining the battlefield.

So fast moving speed!

Fang Wang was shocked by the support of the Taiyuan Gate, this speed was naturally not comparable to him, but such a number could fly so fast together, could it be some kind of powerful magic weapon?