The night sky is still dead and silent, and the wind and snow and moon have not changed their faces, even if there is a real peak standing in the sky, it can't make him bend his eyebrows and change his color.

"Do you understand what true perfection is?"

Luoyang was asked by Lingxu, he had fought ghosts and spirits in the chaos, and the ancient giant gods had fought under the Nine Shadows, they were all real tops, and they could indeed fight with them with the power of the sky, but Luoyang was still in the mountains, even if it was in the mountains, how could he know the scenery seen at the top.

"It seems that you don't understand, then let me tell you, stepping on the vast everything, side by side with the sun, moon and stars, under the sky, I am the only one, this is the top!"

The voice was ethereal, but it was scattered in the sky, and he almost didn't see Lingxu move, and he appeared in front of Luoyang, smiled lightly, and the black and white streamers bloomed in the wind, like spring flowers blooming, with the terrifying power of the waves crashing on the shore.

"Taihao is infinite, Qianyuan is empty. ”

Luoyang lifted the Heavenly Sword, and the Mixed Yuan Law on the Sea evolved into a vast galaxy, slowly swirling, the speed was on a higher level, and the sword light that was as white as snow outside the body turned into a brilliant golden light, and with the sound of the edict, the nine light swords spread like a flower plate, and the black and white glow dissipated at the same time.

"Interesting, this power that doesn't belong to you is similar to the demon seed. ”

As the words fell, Lingxu had already appeared behind Luoyang, condescendingly, looking at the sword like the sun, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he seemed to be able to see through all the vanity, and directly peeked at everything in Luoyang's sea of knowledge.

"It's the same as the demon seed......

Saying unintentionally, the listener was intentional, Luoyang couldn't help but glance at the sky under the Yongzhen Heavenly Monument, and a question couldn't help but arise in his heart, in the end, if all the power of the sky is refined, he can have all the power of the sky, at that time, is he Luoyang or a new sky?

This is just a thought, but for a supreme cultivator, there are too many things that can be done with one thought.

The spirit void is a little out of thin air, invisible ripples disperse into the sky and the earth, everything comes to life, the grass and trees are soldiers, the earth and stones are beasts, and the wisps of sparse clouds turn into winged flying dragons, all of them pounce on Luoyang, looking at it from a distance, you may be mistaken for a moth that fights fire.

When Luoyang returned to his senses, he was submerged by the endless beast flying dragon, and the green lotus continued to bloom, but it was like a small stone falling into the sea, and it couldn't flood the smoke at all.

Lingxu watched with interest, glanced at the hundreds of new streamers in the sky, did not hide it, did not pretentiously, urged the Heavenly Demon Seed to attack the sky, attached it to the cultivator's body before and after, and swallowed spiritual power, so that all these latecomers became firewood to be injected into the bonfire.

Technique is for the Tao, spirit is for the technique, perceiving that the spiritual power is gradually abundant, the spiritual void stretched out his palm to the void where Luoyang was located, clenched it a little bit, and even tightened the space a little bit.

Before life and death, Luoyang couldn't take care of his future doubts for the time being, and the wisps of heavenly power gathered into a stream, and the heavenly sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and as the sword finger slashed over it, it made a sonorous buzz.

Lingxu frowned, like an ordinary person pinching the golden stone, the palm of the hand is difficult to tighten, no one throws stones into the night sky, but the calm starry sky is rippling, one by one blue bubbles are generated, gradually filling the void, facing a different kind of breeze, bathed in starlight, gradually bulging, swirling around the Lingxu.

Such as the curtain of flowing water beads under the eaves of a rainy day, the transparent fluctuations gradually constitute a circular water curtain, bubbles of different sizes chasing the flowing wind, suddenly hovering, and breaking at the same time, 30,000 swords fall, like a dream, the world is discolored.

Just like the autumn breeze, the flowers are withered.

Lingxu did not hesitate to sacrifice nearly a thousand cultivators in exchange for the majestic spiritual power to block this sword, waved his palm with interest, stood in the void space, looked at Luoyang, and the dim golden light outside his body gradually returned to Mingyao.

Luoyang panted, and was even more afraid of this Wheel Seed Demon Rebellion Dao Sutra, right now there are only thousands of cultivators, if it is tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even the entire human world, the entire Six Realms of beings have been planted with demon seeds, then how powerful should the Spirit Void be?

Even if you can't get rid of it, I'm afraid it's not much worse than the ancient gods who destroyed the world with a single thought in the biography.

"The ninth of the nine forbidden Kunlun, the dream bubble, Qingxu has been practicing for a hundred thousand years when he used this sword, and you are just a little Sanhua cultivator, so talented, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Lingxu whispered, glancing at the thousands of cultivators who had poured into the secret realm again, and he was even more fearless, and privately reconsidered whether it was more appropriate to use Geng's body or Luoyang's body.

Luoyang didn't like the smug appearance of the Spirit Void Venerable, and glanced at the dense forest in the distance, those cultivators expected to be controlled again, for a long time, if there was an inexhaustible stream of people coming in, only if there were enough nutrients for the demon seed, it would be impossible for the Spirit Void to kill.

But the dead branches affect the trunk, and when the carrion endangers life, there is only a trade-off, and it is constantly difficult to live.

Looking at the proud spirit void again, Luoyang changed his mind, and did not intend to consume it with him, but rushed to the ground, listened to the thunder with a sword, and a thousand souls entered reincarnation.

The same sword can not hurt the spiritual void, cure the disease and cure the root, these cultivators who are possessed by the demon seed and are not as good as death are the root of the spiritual void!

"Too much deception!"

Lingxu dodged to block the sword light of the broken tide, and before he could make a move towards Luoyang, another sword slashed down, a thought of flowers blooming, and three thousand light swords swept through the mountains and forests.

"Devour the heavens and devour the earth!"

Lingxu roared and changed his body, with a sheep's body and a human face, eyes under his armpits, and tiger teeth and human hands. With a single mouth, he devoured three thousand lightsabers cleanly.

"Gluttony?"

Luoyang raised his eyebrows, staring at the gluttonous phantom, before he could launch an offensive, the black and red streamer fluttered up, and the spirit void turned into a poor and strange void, flapping his wings and swaying, a claw fell, and the pitch-black wind uprooted the mountain and fallen trees, eroding the strange shape of the mountain and rock.

"Poor Strange Becomes ......"

Luoyang Imperial Sword fought and retreated, but the fierce beast that was like a mountain did not move slowly, the fierceness of the two streamers, suddenly a golden light slashed down in the air, Lingxu and Luoyang retreated on both sides, staring at each other, and secretly looking at the cultivator in the hidden black robe.

This battle was originally a mutual leader, the imperceptible balance was very fragile, even a small change could be easily broken, the black-robed man was not a small change, he was suffocating. Chinese bar

"Luoyang, this is my prey!"

The black-robed man slowly fell into the void, blocking in front of Luoyang, with his back to Luoyang, telling Luoyang to hold the Heavenly Sword tightly, moving his gaze to fall on the back, and he couldn't help but feel the mountains in his heart.

He is far stronger than he imagined, and his sword may be even stronger than the ancestor!

"Why did Daoyou come, there is a debtor and a debtor, can you explain it?"

Lingxu can also sense this suffocating power, and secretly controls the inconspicuous Sanxiu to pick up Geng Ci and quietly hide underground.

"Tell me clearly, you tied up someone who shouldn't be tied up, what else do you need to say?"

The figure of the black-robed man shone, Lingxu and Luoyang's faces changed at the same time, his eyes fell to the ground and then retracted, staring at the black-robed man holding Geng Ci, he didn't seem to have moved, but he had already killed the scattered cultivator and rescued Geng Ci.

"Fellow Daoist, the river of blood does not dry up, the River Styx does not die, as long as there is a demon seed alive, I will never die, this time I don't have long eyes, I am willing to hand over the lifelong collection, so that Daoist friends do not block the wall......"

"Luoyang, do you think he's annoying?"

The black-robed man didn't seem to care whether there were fewer walls or more roads, and wrapped Geng Ci with spiritual power and sent it to Luoyang.

"It's really annoying......"

"Remember, it's good to kill such an annoying person again!"

The black-robed man nodded, reached out and slashed into the air, summoned a jade plate, and pulled out a long sword with cold light from it, and gently picked it up, and the sword shone in the sky.

The heavenly sword let out a soft roar, Luoyang stared at this simple sword, and he couldn't give birth to the slightest intention of fighting, and he was full of only two words, stop fighting.

Kunlun Nine Secrets Fourth, Stop Ge Sword Style!

All the parasites of the demon seed fell, Xuan Ci's body was slashed by a sword, and before Lingxu could escape too far, the black-robed man was slashed down with another sword.

The seventh of the nine secrets of Kunlun, open the battle!

If the golden flying sword is like summer rain, it can play through the forest and beat the leaves, and it can depict the water drops and stones, called the opening of the formation, which is naturally indestructible, nothing is broken, and dozens of secret treasures are released before and after the spiritual void, but they can't stop this sword, planning for half a lifetime, and leaving it in vain.

The man in black turned around, Luoyang always felt that his gaze at Geng Ci was very hot, the silent young man turned his back on his back, lifted the heavenly sword across his chest, stared at the strange man in black, and suspected that he was a young ancestor, but he couldn't be sure, but he was the real best.

"You are the little uncle of Kunlun, but you are not qualified, far worse than your master!"

The pair of crimson eyes moved slightly, Luoyang's heart flickered, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared outside the Xianfu, watching the Xianfu disappear into the sword light.

The black-robed man picked up Geng's speech, and the transmission was not disobedient, and he didn't give Luoyang a chance to speak, and directly moved the void to send him away.

"Xia Qixing is in Great Xia, you go and save him, and in a few months, I will give him back to you!"

The void moved quickly, faster than Luoyang's sword, the heavenly sword that was lifted fell, and the dilapidated ancient temple wall toppled down, Luoyang looked at the unfamiliar environment, and angrily swung out another sword, smashing the courtyard wall on the other side.

Xia Qixing got up and lay on the window of the broken temple, living up to the dragon robe, with a plain dress, and rolled his eyes at Luoyang, "Hey, you don't want to see me, you have such a big temper." ”

"The phoenix has become a grass chicken, what's wrong with Daxia?"

"There is no Great Xia anymore, there is no more, but I know the way of the sword, I can't be an emperor, but I can be a sword immortal, I have to give and take......"

Xia Qixing didn't seem to see the worry between Luoyang's eyebrows, and looked at the white clouds in the sky with a chuckle, he really couldn't let go, but he didn't need others to know, he was still in Daxia, and it was difficult to say whether he could see the sun tomorrow, so he had to get by.

Luo Yang nodded, in the eyes of the sword cultivator, a bright sword heart was like a dazzling morning dew in the sun, he could see Xia Qixing's sword heart, and he could also see her worries.

Great Xia has fallen, and the perseverance and hard work in the past have become meaningless, and it is great to be able to laugh.

"Don't worry, no one can stop my way, I will send you back to Kunlun. ”

"Okay, then it's up to you to behave, when are we on the road?"

"Do you have a magic weapon of the Cave Heaven type, hide in it. ”

The wind rose, the leaves outside the courtyard moved, and the rustling sound reminded Luoyang of the girl who slept with the same flower, he had actually failed once and failed to bring her back......

Xia Qixing looked at Luoyang's face, somewhat guessed his thoughts, and also remembered Liu Yan, if it weren't for her sword scripture, I'm afraid that she would really have nothing now.

Thinking about it, Xia Qixing's smirk gradually disappeared, and she reverted to the girl who was lost, blamed herself, and felt the sun dazzling, lowered her head, took out a fairy mansion from the Sumeru ring, stepped into the house, and covered her face with the quilt.

Luoyang pretended not to hear the faint whimper, put away the immortal mansion, turned around and looked at the vast sky, this line is not only 108,000 miles, fortunately there are no worries, and the situation of more than a day may not be impossible.