He ran on the sword river, the Eight Yang Sword in his hand was like a golden dragon roaring, this river was the condensation of countless golden light sword qi, and one sword turned into eight hundred and sixty swords, gathered at one point, and blasted towards the south without a magic lamp.

He also really felt at this moment that if the Three Realms Sword Technique merged, the power of its sword momentum was really powerful and incomparable, and it could be achieved in one go.

Rumble!

Countless giant peak-like swords fell, forming a monstrous sword array, and a golden giant sword with a handle like a mountain peak soared into the void of ten directions, rolling and galloping out a sharp and incomparable Gengjin sword qi.

This is the sword momentum of the second sword land, the moon and the west mountain, and at this time a sword array of extermination is formed, enveloping the Nan Wushen lamp, including himself in the sword array.

He walked along the sword river, and countless sword qi crisscrossed around him, forming a monstrous sword net, and the sharp sound of hissing was endless.

A sword straight to the godless lamp, majestic to the extreme.

His hair fluttered back, his clothes rattled, and the golden light filled the air, and the sword immortal was nothing more than that.

Airplanes!

A halo of sunlight suddenly appeared, enveloping the Nanwu Divine Lamp.

This is the protective means of Nan Wushen's lamp, and as soon as the golden light divine cover like a halo of sunlight emerged, Ouyang Yan also turned into eight hundred and sixty sword points with one sword.

In the sword array, the power of the sword array was like a furnace, and one after another sharp edges shot out in the form of golden light swords.

At this moment, Ouyang Yan was moved, he didn't even think that the second sword of the Three Realms Sword Technique, after forming a sword array, could actually communicate with sword qi, like a strangulation array.

The changes of the seven hundred and twenty swords contained in the second sword were just the beginning, the sword formation was one, enveloping the ten directions, and countless sword qi rushed from the sword array like dense sword qi.

The power of this sword made Ouyang Yan see the power of the Three Realms Sword Technique, and he had only exerted five hundred sword changes at present, and had not yet achieved seven hundred and two sword changes.

But it was also so powerful that it really shocked and excited him.

Thundered!

As soon as the divine light lampshade of Nan Wu's divine lamp was formed, countless golden light sword shadows bombarded in the blink of an eye, and the Eight Yang Sword in Ouyang Yan's hand was also pointed in the divine light lampshade.

A terrifying wave swept out in all directions, and at this moment, the Nanwu Divine Lamp seemed to change into an incomparably scorching sun, and the terrifying pure yang golden fire was like adding fuel to the fire, shining so brightly that it was dazzling.

At this moment, the entire stone room had a feeling that it was about to collapse, and Ouyang Yan could feel that the place where he was standing was shaking.

"Good!" a voice rang out, coming from Nan Wushen Lamp.

He said this good word extremely appreciatively, this is an appreciation for Ouyang Yan, because the power of Ouyang Yan's sword shook him.

The divine light lampshade was like a bubble, and Ouyang Yan's entire sword was golden like a galloping, and the tip of the sword was in the divine light lampshade.

Rumble!

At this moment, a wave-like fluctuation surged from the Nan Wushen Lamp, and Ouyang Yan's brows furrowed.

He saw that in the pure yang golden fire, a more brilliant and majestic figure seemed to appear.

It was like a smiling monk with a bare shoulder, sitting in the pure yang golden fire, smiling at him.

The smile of this smiling monk is extremely friendly, without the slightest malice, as if in his smiling face, it represents all the joy and happiness in this sea of suffering.

The world is a sea of suffering, in this sea of suffering, everyone has joy, anger and happiness, but this manifested figure, he only has joy on his face, from the heart, and there is no other emotion.

Rumble!

The divine light lampshade finally couldn't support it, and it shattered like a dreamlike bubble under Ouyang Yan's sword, and his sword pointed directly at the smiling monk.

At such a close distance, under the tip of the sword, the smiling monk was still smiling, as if it was nothing to do, and he was not worried at all.

Ouyang Yan felt an invisible pressure, his sword was obviously so close to this smiling monk, but it felt as far away as a hundred and eight thousand miles.

"Om!"

Just as the tip of the sword was about to hit the smiling monk, he opened his mouth with a smile and suddenly spit out a word.

This word, like a Sanskrit sound, is more like a faint sound of a wooden fish knocking.

But just such a word, and suddenly swept out an aura that made Ouyang Yan feel very dangerous, dangerous to the extreme.

At this moment, Ouyang Yan felt that he had fallen into an endless dark region, isolated from the world, full of despair.

His sword stayed in front of the pen-faced monk, only a piece of paper away, but at this time, the whole sword was trembling, and the distance of this piece of paper was no longer possible.

The entire stone room resounded one after another at this time, as if there were countless moral monks singing ballads, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and knocking on wooden fish.

The stone chamber, which was trembling violently, blinked and stabilized under this Sanskrit sound.

With a bang, the sword array that enveloped the ten directions was like being shattered by a heavy hammer, and the huge sword peak collapsed inch by inch, and the sword array disappeared in an instant.

Then a terrifying pure yang golden fire, like a pure yang golden black wing, roared towards Ouyang Yan.

Ouyang Yan became very dangerous at this time, he stopped all his movements, as if he was lost, motionless.

If it was burned by this pure yang golden fire that turned into a golden crow, the consequences were simply unimaginable.

At this moment, a very rhyming voice resounded: "Nan Wu, my heir is okay." ”

Rumble!

Under this sound, the Sanskrit sound in the entire stone chamber disappeared and was masked.

This very Dao rhyme voice came from Ouyang Yan's Divine Soul Treasure Body, it was the voice of the Gate of the Three Realms, and he finally made a move at this time.

A majestic light and shadow emerged from Ouyang Yan's Divine Soul Treasure Body.

As soon as he appeared, with a slight push, he sent Ouyang Yan a hundred steps away to a safe distance.

Ouyang Yan came back to his senses, as if he had just escaped from the sea of suffering, and was pulled by someone and rescued from the sea of suffering.

He looked ahead and saw a sword-like figure standing proudly.

"Divine Gate!!" he exclaimed, this time seeing it was incomparably real, a hundred times clearer than in the Gate of the Three Realms.

A sword-like figure standing proudly, the back is extremely majestic, and the waist-length green silk is rippling like a waterfall.

This back alone gives Ouyang Yan the feeling that it is like a backbone against heaven and earth, and the momentum of the night is incomparable.

The shock to Ouyang Yan was indescribable.

"Shenmen, you...... You turned out to be a woman......" Ouyang Yan muttered a sentence for a while, and he saw that the back, green as a waterfall, white as snow.

How much he wanted to take a look in front of him at this time to see if the dignity of the Shenmen was a woman.

But at this time, he couldn't get closer, and he felt that the ten directions in front of him were enveloped by an invisible power.

When the smiling monk saw the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, he closed his mouth with a smile, and his face showed seriousness.

"Who has Heaven spared? Everything is an ant, as powerful as you and me, it's not like you're still here, no matter how strong the heirs are, they can't go against this god!" The smiling monk spoke, seemingly a little pessimistic, and seemed to be appreciating Ouyang Yan.

He admired the descendants of the Gate of the Three Realms, but he was also pessimistic about the calamities he would suffer under the Heavenly Dao in the future.