With a roar from the lion-headed fierce spirit, the billowing sword warrior's qi suddenly gathered in its mouth, and then blasted towards Wei Wuji like a torrent!

"It's good to come!"

Wei Wuji shouted again, facing the gushing out, obviously far superior to the previous sword soldier's qi, he actually did not avoid it, only used his hands to protect his vital point, and forcibly bumped into it!

Ding Lingchang!

With the sound of a dense clash of blades, Wei Wuji flew back upside down faster than he could rush forward, and then slammed into the ground with a thud!

Blood mixed with the earth and stones on the ground splashed up, and a deep pit with a radius of more than one foot appeared directly under him!

"You're crazy!"

Looking at the blood flowing from Wei Wuji's body, it soon showed a dead gray color under the dead qi around him, and the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry couldn't help but be furious: "It's not like you if you don't want to die!"

Ignoring the roar of the sword spirit, Wei Wuji, who was lying on his back in the deep pit covered in blood, his eyes were so bright that there was even a very strange smile on the corner of his mouth!

That kind of smile, there is a kind of arrogance, a kind of relief, and even a kind of madness, which makes people can't help but have a chilling feeling!

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Wei Wuji jumped up from the pit, his face covered in blood as he looked at the fierce spirit that seemed to be more and more angry and furious because he had not killed himself, and his eyes were filled with an inexplicable excitement and heat!

"It's over!"

Looking at Wei Wuji's appearance, Dao Lingtian wept and muttered to himself: "Although this kid doesn't have the kind of talent that the War Emperor had back then, but once he goes crazy, he is even more terrifying than the War Emperor back then, your uncle, I really don't know what people like you think!"

As if he knew that Wei Wuji had entered a state of frenzy, Dao Lingtian's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said to Wei Wuji with a solemn face: "Wei Wuji, the master is afraid of you, since you want to go crazy, the master will accompany you to go crazy!"

It seemed that he had made up some kind of determination, and the sword spirit wept word by word: "Wuji, listen up, this is the heart of the Ten Absolute Sword Intent of the War Emperor, how much you can comprehend, whether you can use it for your own use, it depends on your own talent and creation!"

"Haha!"

Wiping the blood foam from the corners of his mouth, Wei Wuji let out a long and unbridled laugh from his mouth, and as he raised his hands, between the surging of qi and blood, a pair of swords formed by the fusion of ice and fire qi and his own blood qi were already held in his palm!

"Ice and fire, swords and swords move mountains and rivers together!"

Zheng!

With a low shout, there seemed to be a sword roar, and the billowing sword qi emanated from Wei Wuji's body, and with a flick of the wings of ice and fire stretched out behind him, his whole person had instantly left the place and appeared in front of the lion-headed fierce spirit!

Roar!

As if sensing the approaching danger, the lion-headed fierce spirit roared violently, and in the midst of the flow of light, it opened its mouth and once again spewed out an even more fierce and fierce sword aura!

"Oh!"

For some reason, at the moment when Wei Wuji spread his wings of ice and fire and rushed towards the lion-headed fierce spirit, the Chiyan Shura and Mu Beifeng, who were suspended above the Burial Soldier Valley, actually glanced down in unison!

Chiyan Shura's eyes lit up slightly and said, "Barrier Breaking Wings, what a good little guy!"

"Chi Yan, put away your thoughts!"

Retracting his gaze, he glanced at Chiyan Shura lightly, and Mu Beifeng said indifferently: "How can I say that this seat is also from the human race, in front of this seat, it is better to fight less of the people of my human race!"

"Yo!"

The firelight moved slightly, and Chiyan Shura sneered: "Why did you, who abandoned the Terran back then, start talking for the little ghosts of the Terran again now?"

Mu Beifeng controlled the giant sword that crossed the sky, and shot out one after another sword qi and landed on the huge stone sword below, while looking at Chiyan Shura and said: "The reason why this seat went away to the depths of the void back then, I think you should also know something, one yard to one yard, that kid has something that this seat is interested in, so you'd better not have his mind!"

"Is that so?"

Chiyan Shura smiled and said, "Hearing you say this, this king is more interested in him!"

"Scatter!"

With a low shout, Chiyan Shura suddenly snapped his fingers, and immediately, the sword and death qi that enveloped the entire Burial Soldier Valley were split into two in an instant, as if they had been struck by a towering giant axe!61

Affected by this, the aura of the swords and soldiers in the entire Burial Soldier Valley, like ten thousand streams returning to the sect, actually converged towards the huge stone sword in the center of the valley, and at the same time, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came up from under the ground, causing the ground in the Ten Miles Radius of the Burial Soldier Valley to shake for a while!

In addition, those thousands of blades that were obliquely inserted in the Valley of the Burial Soldiers, as if they had experienced a strong erosion in an instant, were directly lost, except for a few mouthfuls, the rest had already shattered to the ground with a bang, and were swept by the strong wind in the valley, like fine sand, and fell to the surroundings!

Cangchangchang!

Accompanied by a dense sound of gold and iron colliding, Wei Wuji turned into a streamer and swept through the sword qi spewed out by the lion-headed fierce spirit, but before the sword in his hand landed on the head of the fierce spirit, the fierce spirit had already turned into a little streamer flying in the sky in an unwilling wail!

"This ......"

Because the changes in the Valley of the Burial Soldiers came too quickly, it was not until the lion-headed fierce spirit disappeared in front of his eyes, and after Wei Wuji glanced around, he noticed the changes in the Valley of the Buried Soldiers, and then he looked up and looked up, and his face suddenly sank!

Since the entire Burial Soldier Valley was shrouded in mist, sword and death qi before, he couldn't see the situation outside clearly, but as those fog and sword qi receded, those death and evil qi alone could no longer stop his divine sense and sight!

Everywhere you look, the sky of the entire Suffering Realm is already a piece of blood red, and in that blood-red sky, from time to time, there will be streamers that tear the sky, and there will be a muffled sound!

The sword light and sword shadows, all kinds of origin qi filled the sky of the entire bitter realm, obviously, there, I don't know how many strong people are fighting in the big war, and from the color of the entire sky, you can know the intensity of this big battle!

Gusts of wind and surging heaven and earth qi swept the earth from time to time, and as far as Wei Wuji's line of sight, there were several peaks that were originally towering into the clouds, but now they had broken off at the waist, and even he could clearly see a strong man from the demon clan, whose body after turning into his body was nailed to a cliff by a war spear, and the blood flowing out of his body merged into a stream directly under the cliff, which looked simply shocking!

In another place, he also saw the power of several human races, and the corpses that fell to the ground after being beheaded were also a little miserable!

Scrimmage!

Wei Wuji stared intently at the sky above the Central Domain for a while, and he had already directly judged the situation above!

I also know what the reason is, on that, not only are the strong people of the human race and the hundred races in a big war, but those people who are full of light and dazzling in the heavenly realm are also fighting with the strong people of the human race and the hundred races, it seems that the three parties are already on the same page, and they will not give in to each other!

Dao Ling Tianwai naturally saw all this, and he couldn't help but pout: "Don't be surprised, the people of the Heavenly Realm will naturally not let the Hundred Clans win easily, and the Hundred Clans will not let the Heavenly Realm side take advantage of it, this situation is really normal!"

Wei Wuji said in a deep voice, "Isn't this going to be a protracted war?"

"Protracted war?"

Dao Lingtian sneered and said: "It should be said that it is a war of attrition, try to consume the strength of the other two, and then let their own side have the advantage, this is their original intention, do you really think that one of them is really so easy to be wiped out?"

He raised his small hand, pointed upwards and said: "What really depends on the victory or defeat of those supreme powerhouses, as long as you achieve an absolute advantage at that level, you can really suppress one side, and the rest, you can completely regard it as a small fight!"

"Is that so?"

Wei Wuji looked at the sky above the Central Domain, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, what the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry said was not unreasonable, this battle really depends on the victory or defeat between those supreme people, after all, a supreme powerhouse, no matter how many people there are, I'm afraid it won't be enough for people to kill!

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, Dao Ling Tianwai's voice sank and said, "You have been targeted, hurry up and join the others, they must have a secret treasure that can leave here directly!"

There was no need for the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry to remind him, the moment the sword soldier's qi in the Burial Soldier Valley dissipated, Wei Wuji felt that he had been locked by someone, but he didn't know if those people were afraid of the Chiyan Shura or Mu Beifeng above, or because they had other plans, or for some other reason, they didn't attack him at the first time!

"Let's go!"

With a deep shout, the wings of ice and fire behind him fluttered, and Wei Wuji's body was like a streamer, and he went directly towards the huge stone sword in the Burial Soldier Valley!

Sure enough, at the moment when his body moved, a strong wind suddenly rose, and a figure like a whirlwind rushed in front of him at a faster speed than him, blocking his way!

Looking at the pair of wings behind the visitor, Wei Wuji frowned slightly and said, "Dark Feather Clan?"

The person who came smiled proudly and said: "Wrong, this Wang Feng clan is strong, the so-called Dark Feather clan is just a group of mixed blood descendants!"

"Oh!"

Wei Wuji smiled faintly and said, "So, everyone who is born with wings behind them is a hybrid descendant in your eyes?"

"Yes, so to speak!"

Feng Lie said with a condescending expression: "My Feng One Clan is the strongest clan in the Demon Realm, how can it be compared to those inferior races!"

Wei Wuji looked at Feng Lie coldly and said, "The Kunpeng clan and the Stygian clan are also among them?"

Seeing Wei Wuji mention the Kunpeng clan and the Underworld Clan, it was obvious that Feng Lie's complexion changed slightly, obviously, no matter how proud he was Feng Lie, no matter how high his Feng Clan was, he would not dare to ignore the Peng Emperor Clan and the Stygian Phoenix Clan so much!