The sea of clouds gathers light, the mountains are bleak, and it is a mess.

The black-clothed Luoyang pursed his lips disdainfully, closed his eyes, and didn't want to see the two foxes competing for cunning.

Temptation, concealment, and suddenness......

Luoyang and Qu Yang used the same tactic, but Qu Yang seemed to be unable to hide.

The invisible energy exploded, Luoyang raised his sword to block the blazing handprints of Zhang Xu Gao, took a few steps back, pursed his lips and breathed lightly, stepped on the two instruments, turned around and took away the handprints, and moved forward again regardless of the mountains of fireworks behind him.

Qu Yang held up two clusters of plain white streamers, smiling hideously, like fireworks eroding the forest sea, high up, looking down at Luoyang, who was desperately struggling, watching him struggle, waiting for him to despair.

The sword was sharp, but it couldn't cut through the sky.

The Instantaneous Shadow Step and Mistaken Shadow Technique have been seen through, and Luoyang's only strength has been completely killed, but the dust has not fallen, everything is variable, and he must be killed as soon as possible!

"Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, bless my body, disease!"

The raging mountain fire suddenly crushed the bottom, like a courtier who worshiped the emperor, groveling.

A plain white firework fell from above the nine heavens, and with the wave of Qu Yang's palm, it burned out of thin air, and the wisps climbed up Qu Yang's body, condensed into a pair of red armor.

In an instant, Luoyang disappeared in place, Qu Yang chuckled and raised his right palm, flowing misty, slapping towards an empty void, and coldly commanded.

"Dusk at the end of the clouds!"

The golden streamer filled the mountains and forests, and Luoyang, who had escaped from the shadow, hurriedly returned to its original position, and before it could move, Qu Yang slapped a palm again, and the fireworks gathered, like a continuous peak and mountain burst down.

The energy rolled like a tide, and before the volcano was completely suppressed, the ancient trees standing proudly in the sea of fire around them knelt down before and after, allowing the flames to climb up to their bodies, silent, yearning for the next life, indifferent to the human flesh of this life, like most people in the world, indulging alone, deceiving themselves.

Luoyang clenched the Heavenly Sword, took a deep breath of the hot hot air, took a step back, led the wind in all directions, and drew his sword to cut the mountain.

The verdant Xunfeng sword light collided with the volcano, stagnating for a moment, and the volcano dispersed, destroying a large area of the mountain.

Qu Yang dodged closer, raised his hand to blast Luoyang away, pointed at the annihilated mountain, and sneered coldly.

"Look, this is the world in the future, you are just a street rat full of grandiose words, maybe you can give the world a moment of brilliance, but can you stop the mountains from falling from the sky?"

"You can't stop it, even if you try hard, it's in vain, people don't fight with the sky, look at the mountains and fields, that is the world in the future, what can you protect in the end?"

Words are like knives, cutting the softness of Luoyang's heart, and in a short moment, Luoyang was a little shaken, although it was only for a moment, but for a five-qi realm cultivator like Qu Yang, it was enough to do too much.

The furious streamer crossed the void, the Heavenly Sword Protector, the furious Nine Heavens Xuanhuo exploded in front of him, the heavens and the earth were dim, the clouds were far away, and the sword cultivation that stood in the sky fell into the mortal dust, deeply embedded in the mountain wall, and struggled to climb out for a long time, holding the Heavenly Sword, his clothes were ragged, and his eyes were firm.

That is not the future world, compromise has never lasted, if there was no Master, the world of blind compromise would have become a paradise of gods, demons and demons!

Peace, warmth, calm, prosperity......

Everything can only be fought for, and only what is obtained can be preserved for a long time, even if it is lost again, but if you don't die the heart of pursuing it, it will only be lost for a moment.

"I have thought about this sword for three years, it is an immature sword, a sword for the Jade Emperor, and a sword for all the powers who think they are high and intend to rule the world, you are the same as them, so this sword will be placed on you first!"

Luoyang lowered his head, his eyes were indifferent, there was a scorching brilliance, everything had a beginning, and the old era of the world began with this sword.

Qu Yang pursed his lips and pretended to be contemptuous, his heart was indeed extremely frightened, a sword cultivator with such a talent, a sword prepared for the Jade Emperor, even if Luoyang was just a cave cultivator, as long as he held that sword, no matter how careful he was, he couldn't be too careful.

Probably many people are watching here, this sword in Luoyang is destined to be known to the Six Realms, and the life and death of a sword is not only the life and death of Luoyang.

This battle determines the future of Qi and the future of the world, Kunlun's little uncle folds his sword, Kunlun has failed before he comes out, and he dies before he gets out of the school, and the road ahead will be more difficult.

"Come here, and let me see how strong the sword you have been preparing for three years can be. ”

Qu Yang stepped back to the side, his palms protected the door, his elbows covered his henchmen's ribs, and his smile was contemptuous, but the bright sky outside his body showed that he had done his best.

"Fireworks!"

Luoyang stepped forward, the heavenly sword hummed out, the hazy plain white sword light was like a long-lost spring rain, hidden in the bitterness and bitterness, containing love and hatred, there was deep alley wine, and there was incense along the street.

This sword is called fireworks, and it is full of the world, bitter and bitter, and it knows its own warmth and coldness.

Qu Yang stared at Luoyang's selfless eyes, and did not dare to slack off this fluttering sword as gentle as spring rain, raised his palms high, and slapped it out in unison.

The Nine Heavens Xuanhuo surged like a wave, and the two palm prints merged into one, turning into a hideous flame dragon, roaring and crashing into the incomplete human fireworks.

There was no powerful explosion, no extremely brilliant dazzling brilliance, the heavenly sword slashed through the flame dragon like a hot knife cutting oil, silently, destroying the withering and decaying.

"Xuanli Shattered Fire!"

With a flip of both palms, Qu Yang, who was shrouded in sword intent and had no way to retreat, hysterically slapped a thousand palms in succession, and the fine flamelight was extinguished before it could get close to the plain white sword light.

The Nine Heavens Xuanhuo is one of the ten main fires, but what is it compared to this human world?

The sight of the void space has all dissipated, there is no need to continue looking, it is impossible for Qu Yang to block this sword, and if they are them, there are few people who can block this sword unscathed in the same realm.

This is not a sword, it is a human firework, even if it is just a broken human fireworks, it is enough to kill a five-qi cultivator like Qu Yang.

The body and mind were staggered, the indestructible Tianmang suddenly shattered, Qu Yang turned around with a struggle, looked at the lonely back of the lonely man kneeling on one knee, lost his mind slightly, and saw the whole world.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hate, can't ask for it, can't let it go, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, all living beings, all kinds of prosperity, so beautiful, really beautiful......

Luoyang opened his mouth and spit out two mouthfuls of bright red, reluctantly got up, and swung his sword to slash at Quyang's Zhihai, the black-clothed Luoyang said that the five qi realm cultivators were strong, and in order not to make extraneous branches, this sword had to be supplemented.

The sword fell, the wind rose, the raging mountain fire was extinguished, Luoyang's body shook, and he fell weakly in the mess of the mountain.

There were many killer assassins in ambush, but none of them dared to make a move, and the flat boat in the sky was like a majestic mountain, overwhelming all living beings.