"Not good!"

Su Yi controlled the dual elements of water and wood, and used the life force of heaven and earth creatures to block the Earth Venerable, the life force has always been soft, not suitable for attacking, it was just a means for him to delay time, but when he noticed that the Heavenly Venerable was also around here, he knew that he had miscalculated.

The Heavenly Venerable is not good, and he is still in the direction of Dusk Cliff City, even if he can delay the Earth Venerable for half an hour, the Heavenly Venerable is still unpopular, even if he has just advanced to the Immortal Rank, the Ming Dao is not good.

What's more, the domineering of the Earth Venerable's offensive was far beyond his imagination.

The forest trees are already on the verge of breaking, and if he doesn't use all the Ten Thousand Fu Great Arrays, he will definitely die.

Now the Heavenly Venerable seemed to be on the side of Twilight Cliff City, and this was what worried him the most.

He had to make up his mind and make a difficult decision.

"Mr. Seven, Mr. Eight, take them and leave!"

After saying this, Su Yi clasped his hands in front of him, and the Ten Thousand Fu Great Array, which had been guarding the three daughters of Yu Luoxia, returned to their positions in the Seven Star Altar, and the protection that was enough to prevent any powerhouse below the Immortal Rank suddenly disappeared In just an instant, the eyes of countless Holy Pavilion disciples were all turned over there, looking at Yuan Xue's eyes full of greed.

Except for a small number of immortal body impure wonders, almost all the women above the Holy Pavilion are beauties in the human world, although Yuan Xue is naturally beautiful, she can't amaze all the disciples of the Holy Pavilion, but the problem is that she is the character that Dongfang Xin Ming ordered to bring back this time, and the person who took the lead in capturing it will definitely be able to get his appreciation, which is a great creation that is difficult not to be moved.

In their eyes, Yuan Xue is a treasure trove that is enough for them to ascend to the sky in one step.

Just as they were swarming up, a startling sound fell, forcing those Holy Pavilion disciples back completely.

Wei Sheng was guarding in front of them, and the Ming Fengqin was suspended in the air, and the sound of the piano was endless, which seemed to hide the meaning of killing.

At the same time, Ming Dao swung another sword, and the ink rolled down, drawing a large ink-colored circle in front of many Holy Pavilion disciples: "Those who cross the line, die!"

The bodies of the disciples of the Holy Pavilion suddenly froze, and they did not dare to take a single step forward.

The two gentlemen of Momei Villa have already made a final declaration with a resolute attitude, how dare they touch the tiger's beard?

Gou Rushan gritted his teeth, held the hammer in his hand, and shouted: "White Holy Envoy, let's shoot together!"

Bai Wuxin had fought with the Ming Dao Canglang Sword Formation before, and there were already a lot of wounds on his body, and he looked a little embarrassed, after hearing Gou Rushan's shout, the battle intent in his eyes did not decrease but increased, and he did not hesitate to cross the ink line, and his entire body showed a jade-like luster.

She never shied away from a challenge, even if the enemy seemed much stronger than she was.

Ming Dao sighed in his heart, and the ink sword in his hand condensed.

In today's battle of the Holy Pavilion, he has completely disregarded any impact, and it is clear that he has come out of the nest, and it seems that today, he has to kill all these guys.

He killed Yue Qingfeng, it was far from being as easy as it seemed, and he had just advanced to the Immortal Rank, and he had not yet truly understood the mystery of the Immortal Rank, so it was not difficult for him to slaughter the many people in the Holy Pavilion.

When the ink sword was ready to attack, he felt a little wrong, the sword blade suddenly folded upward, the ink sword blade went straight to the sky, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, as if it was about to cut the night sky.

This sword was the strongest sword he could use now, and the power alone had already made Gou Rushan, who had given the order before, retreat.

But this sword did not face the disciples of the Holy Pavilion, nor did it attack Bai Wuxin, who was rushing to the front, or Gou Rushan, who was retreating rapidly, or Zhang Yuanyou, who was panicked but had a very high status at a glance.

Wei Sheng plucked the strings continuously, and the sound of the piano suddenly appeared, and the spiritual ink in the ink sword burned, and the power was even higher.

She also didn't know why Ming Dao suddenly slashed into the sky, but she still helped him increase the power of this sword to the extreme.

Only Mingdao himself knows what kind of threat there is in the sky.

He was the only one who captured the fleeting figure of the Heavenly Venerable.

The sword qi of the ink sword swayed upward, and finally suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Between the spurting of ink-colored sword qi, everyone could see the void that was washed by the ink.

There is nothing there.

But that piece of nothingness tore the Ming Dao's ink sword qi directly from it, and poured down towards the Ming Dao, like a broken bamboo, difficult to resist.

Looking at this scene, almost everyone in the Holy Pavilion had forgotten to breathe, and even Bai Wuxin couldn't help but stop and watch.

Ming Dao reached the immortal level and killed Yue Qingfeng, one person was enough to deter everyone here except Venerable, but now, his tide-like sword momentum was actually broken?

Almost everyone was carefully observing the void that was embedded in the sword qi of the ink sword, thinking about what it was, only the arrogant laughter of the Earth Venerable fluttered in the night.

"Big brother's move, how can you stop it? Tell you, my eldest brother has already been able to break through the Heavenly Saint Technique, and with you, he can't stop it at all. ”

When the Earth Venerable spoke, his eyes were full of contempt.

Let the world of the Heavenly Sacred Secret leave the body for a short time, that is a method that the three masters have not comprehended, and their eldest brother will definitely be able to surpass the existence of the master in the future.

Ming Dao didn't have time to pay attention to his taunts.

This was the first time he had seen the Heavenly Divine Formula's self-contained world be able to leave his body. The Heavenly Venerable's hand was indeed a great surprise to him.

However, the size of this world, at best, is a little bigger than his fist, thinking that although the Heavenly Venerable's Heavenly Saint Technique can be separated from his body, the power will still be greatly reduced after all, and after a while, it should dissipate on its own.

But it's still a real little world.

The laws of the world fell, and even if his ink sword could cut through the sky, it couldn't break through the world directly.

And he couldn't back down.

The direction in which this small world fell was not entirely aimed at him, and if he didn't do anything to stop it, it would fall on those three juniors.

Only people above the immortal level can see the trajectory of this small world, Su Yi has no time to care, only he has the ability to stop the fall of this small world.

When it comes to the overall situation, he has no choice at all.

Rao is Mingdao almost scolded his mother at this time, and he had to admit that the hand of the Heavenly Venerable really pinched his weakness.

The ink sword in his hand began to tremble, the tip of the sword began to crack, and the crack quickly spread down, and the ink sword that condensed his sword path was actually on the verge of collapse under the pressure of that small world!

No matter how small the world is, it is still the world after all.

Ming Dao's face gradually turned red, but he still stubbornly did not let go of the ink sword in his hand, even if he knew that if he carried it again, his ink sword would be completely crushed by this small world.

A ray of blood lit up on the ink sword, and at first it was just a flash of blood, but it was like a wildfire spreading, and soon engulfed the entire ink sword.

It was as if the blood-red of the flickering fire was swaying wantonly on the ink sword, and the smell of blood quickly spread in the air, causing many Holy Pavilion cultivators to be shocked.

Although the sword demon died, its fierce name remained in the world for a long time, and the blood demon sword technique has always been a nightmare that is difficult to remove in the hearts of the people in the Holy Pavilion.

Wei Sheng's face was a little unbearable, but he could only grit his teeth, blessing it with the sound of the piano on the one hand, and blocking Bai Wuxin's pace on the other.

The real Blood Demon Sword needs to absorb the blood and qi of living beings, and in one sword, I don't know how many dead souls are wailing and crying, which can be called the loss of heavenly conscience, and only such a blood demon sword that has lost its conscience can cut through the space of the Heavenly Holy Technique. Ming Dao's Blood Demon Sword was improved by Shang Yunjian and the people of Momei Villa, and it was not pure, although it still had the ability to slash immortals, its power was greatly reduced after all, and it could not be used many times.

Even if he used the Blood Demon Sword Technique, he couldn't stop this small world.

But at least, he can keep Wei Sheng safe.

The ink sword was completely shattered at this moment, but the blood on it did not dissipate, and the endless blood color was like a raging wave, sweeping towards the small world that was about to fall on the body, as if the fierce beast in the sea of blood opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the small world directly.

In the midst of all the attention, the blood gradually converged into a blood cell, and the blood cell gradually collapsed, and then returned to the real nothingness, the whole process only took a few seconds.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, even the Earth Venerable, who was restrained by Su Yi and could not participate in the battle here, also showed surprise on his face.

The eldest brother's attainments in the Heavenly Saint Technique were far superior to theirs, so how could Ming Dao destroy the small world he left behind?

Ming Dao stood in place, his arms hanging down, as if relieved, and immediately looked at Gou Rushan, a pair of eyes were majestic, with great deterrence.

Cold sweat was already oozing out of Gou Rushan's face, and he retreated to the back while saying with a dry smile: "Mr. Seven, this time ......"

Before he finished his words of begging for mercy, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Ming Dao's mouth, and the whole person fell down, and when he fell, he only had a bitter smile on his face.

Using the Blood Demon Sword to engulf the small world of the Heavenly Venerable was already his limit, and he really couldn't hold it.

"It turned out to be a strong push. ”

Gou Rushan breathed a sigh of relief, and the pride in his chest suddenly grew, and he shouted: "Everyone, if you don't go now, when will you stay?"

The people of the Sanctuary woke up from a dream.

Ming Dao was seriously injured, Wei Sheng was destined to be invincible with two fists and four hands, and he grabbed a woman, but he didn't come to catch it with his hands, first come, first served?

All of a sudden, the disciples of the Holy Pavilion who had shrunk before had a heroic intention in their hearts, and rushed towards Yu Luoxia and the three daughters, and then didn't care about the rest.

Yu Luoxia clenched the Mingxia stick, and had the intention of seeing death as home.

"You step away. ”

Yutai Yimeng let out a faint sound, and the sound of the Phantom Sea Sword around her body gradually rose, and the Dream Sword was lightly raised in her hand, which was exactly the Dream Weaving Style.

She glanced back at Yuan Xue, and her tone was still flat: "You also retreat." ”

She took a step forward, with an awe-inspiring expression.

She didn't make a move before, just because she was protected by Ming Dao and Wei Sheng, and she didn't need to make a move at all.

Now, she should better understand the power of the sword in the human world than these guys.

Yuan Xue didn't pull out the autumn water, nor did she plan to leave, she just looked at the rapidly approaching, hateful-looking guys in front of her.

In order to protect her, Ming Dao and Wei Sheng have done their best, how can she go alone?

Two invisible forces circulated within her, converging on her hands, and there was a faint invisible barrier that formed a distance around her.

If the Earth Venerable was willing to take a look at this weak-looking little girl, he would definitely be shocked.

Because what she is performing now is the Heavenly Holy Technique.

Yuan Xue took a deep breath and tried her best to maintain the world around her, and she was about to rush forward.

She is not an immortal-level powerhouse, and the Heavenly Saint Secret will not last long, so she can only grasp this world, kill a few more, and after deterring them, it will not be too late to escape.

But she didn't have a chance to make a move after all.

Because countless flying swords had already flown from the side of the night sky, and before the swords arrived, the Haoran Sword Intent had already swept towards those disciples of the Holy Pavilion.

Sen Ran's sword intent suddenly struck from the side, and for a moment, the people of the Holy Pavilion fell into a brief chaos, looking around in a hurry, and the person who came with the Ten Thousand Swords was also exposed to their field of vision.

Yao Chong's hair was slightly messy, the sword came, and the sword intent of the Canglang Sword Array behind him was surging, like an orderly sword forest.

He first saluted to Mingdao Wei Sheng, frowning slightly, until Wei Sheng smiled lightly and shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

He immediately looked at Yu Luoxia's three daughters, and when he saw that they were still safe and sound, his expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

As the ten thousand swords rang out in unison, his voice also resounded in all directions.

"Listen to the Holy Pavilion thief, Yao Chong is here!"