Since the Sword Saint hurriedly returned to the Sword Sect from Kunlun Mountain, he immediately announced his retreat, and it seemed that he had made some major gains.

In the Spirit Binding Abyss, the huge seal left by the Human Emperor exuded a terrifying aura, and under the seal, it suppressed a top-level existence hundreds of thousands of years ago: the Emperor.

"What's going on in the outside world lately?" The rumbling sound came from the deepest part of the Binding Spirit Abyss, and the miasma inside it was as desperate as the Nine Hells.

"Lord Emperor, the mortal realm is already in chaos, a large number of evil killings are being created, and you will soon be able to enter the immortal cultivation realm. The waning moon envoy stationed in the mortal realm did not dare to slack off at all, so he had to bow his head and say.

"That's right, what about the Immortal Cultivation Realm?" Compared to the mortal realm where Vientiane cultivates to the top of the sky, the emperor is more concerned about the immortal cultivation realm where great powers gather.

"The battle between the immortals and demons in the Immortal Cultivation Realm has been provoked, and we are collecting the corpses of the Immortal Cultivators. It's just that the Sword Saint and the powerful man of the Demon Sect talked very happily in Kunlun Mountain that day, and I am afraid that the two Immortal and Demon Sects have not completely turned against each other. "Yin Qiu was killed by Ximen Tian in the Netherworld, and the one who has been following the emperor is Mei You.

"That Su Qin has already lost his soul, and even the true spirit has not been left. Ximen Tian was even more karmic and burned into nothingness. The rest are just dry bones in the mound, and when I re-emerge from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, I will definitely return the hatred of the emperor seal of the human race a hundred times!"

"The emperor is wise, the emperor is mighty, the Liuhe is swept away, and the eight wildernesses are leveled!" A group of people in the waning moon knelt on one knee, their faces full of fanaticism.

But the emperor didn't know that Ximen Tian not only awakened his previous life and killed the Ten Palaces of Yama, he also destroyed the Netherworld, resisted the scorching of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, and now returned to the Sword Sect with the help of the Sword Saint.

In a sword array space similar to the Eight Secret Realms, Ximen Tian closed his eyes, and a trace of immortal qi overflowed from the dantian, in this immortal qi, mixed with a large amount of demonic qi, and also had the power of the Dragon Emperor's vein.

In contrast, the spiritual power he cultivated himself was suppressed in a small corner of Yuanying, and he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

The heavenly curse in the Netherworld, although it almost dispersed the soul of Ximen Tian's scorching soul, but it fused the consciousness of the two worlds together by mistake, and also allowed Ximen Tian to break through the realm of Vientiane and reach the realm of heaven and man in disguise.

"Let me out!" Ximen Tian shouted, and tens of thousands of sword qi quickly stabbed out in the sword array space. However, when these tens of thousands of sword qi touched the edge of the space, they were slowly absorbed by an invisible traction.

"Your cultivation has reached the heavens, but you are in danger of going mad. The Juggernaut shook his head, and his form appeared in the space.

Ximen Tian snorted coldly, the purple intent in his starry eyes flashed slightly, and a huge heavenly sword slashed down on his head.

"You'd better be quiet for me. The Sword Master only felt that the sword blade was pressing, so he had to dodge sideways, and disappeared into the sword formation space in a blink of an eye.

"Let me out! I want revenge!" the unwilling roar overshadowed one by one, and reverberated in the space of the sword array.

"I'll let you be quiet for a while. The Sword Master shook his head, and went to his hut to make a cup of fragrant tea, and his white hair looked quite natural.

"Ahh

"It's strong, but the rules are chaotic, and obviously the heart is not calm enough. Qing Yang looked at the young man who was going crazy in the sword array space through the secret technique, and sipped tea comfortably, as if waiting for him to stop for a while.

But this time he was doomed to disappointment. From morning to night, to the next day, to the third day. During these three days, Qingyang seems to be returning to his former life, planting trees, watering flowers, drinking tea, and playing chess...... But he was paying attention to Ximentian's movements all the time.

But the result he saw was that Ximen Tian was unyielding and wanted to break free of the space, and burst out the power in his dantian without hesitation, and at the same time, the purple evil aura in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Oh no, what the hell is going on to make this kid crazy like this. If this continues, sooner or later something big will happen. Qingyang's brows tightened, and the token of entering and exiting the space appeared in his palm.

"Qin'er......" Ximen Tian's two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His mind was full of the scene by the Lethe River at the moment. What kind of life, what kind of demon venerable, what promise, what kind of world? It's all a vanity to him.

Ten million hate, hatred is at the end of the world! Ximen Tian let out a long roar, and the white clothes began to gradually turn black, until they turned black.

"If you can beat me, do whatever you want. Qingyang appeared in the sword array space again, facing the black-clothed Ximen Tian, with long white hair and no wind.

He knew that if Ximen Tian was allowed to continue like this, he was afraid that he would soon fall into the killing path and become an emotionless killing machine.

It's better to let him recognize the gap as soon as possible, let him break free from the demon path, throw away this distracting thoughts, and start over.

Ximen Tian didn't say a word, and with a finger from afar, tens of thousands of sword qi surged towards Qingyang from the sword array space.

If it was an ordinary Sword Sect disciple, he would definitely laugh when he saw Ximen Tian's actions. Who is Qingyang? The number one master in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the great power in the middle stage of the Tribulation! Not to mention that he has been called the Sword Saint by everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Realm thousands of years ago! Isn't it ridiculous and generous to use sword qi in front of him?

"Using sword qi in front of me, do you think that I, the Sword Saint Wave, have a false reputation?" Qingyang flicked his sleeves, and tens of thousands of fierce and abnormal sword qi stood in place as if he had seen an ancestor!

"Just a scattered immortal, he dares to call himself a sword saint here. Ximen Tian sneered, and the scattered sword qi became one in an instant, cutting through the space with an extremely strong strangulation force, and piercing the Qingyang vital point.

If it was Ximen Tian, with his Flying Immortals and the Twelve Swords of the Heavens, he was certainly not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Sword Saint, but he was also the Fengtian Immortal King, the number one swordsman in the Immortal Realm! Qingyang was just a Sword Saint of the Eight Desolation Realms, and An dared to be presumptuous in front of his eyes?

This is not the sword technique of the Eight Desolation Realms! This sword is completely beyond Qingyang's expectations! Dodge, there is no way to dodge at all; there is no way to escape; resist, how can a pair of fleshy palms block the top swordsmanship of the fairy world!

At the last moment, a fairy sword emerged from the sword master's hand. The fairy sword gathers the qi of the immortal spirit, and the power of the ten thousand swords returns to the sect, and forcibly dissolves the strange tricks made by Ximen Tian with its strong power.

"Hum!" A violent sword roar resounded through the space, and a huge spatial crack lay between Ximen Tian and the Sword Master.

"It's really ruthless. The Sword Saint was stunned, and when he looked at it again, Ximen Tian was already half-kneeling on the ground, and the aura on his body was much darker.

"I'm defeated, I've lost my sword, I don't deserve to live. Ximen Tian was depressed and muttered to himself. He finally understood that he was no longer the Fengtian Immortal King, but a complete loser.

"Whether it's a fairy or a demon, it's all in your thoughts. Qingyang dropped a sentence and drifted away.