The second consecutive dragon rains.

The moment Lin Xuanxun raised his head slightly, he saw that the mist dragon in the sky had its head held high, and it actually shot out tens of thousands of sword qi towards him from above the clouds. The sword light fell like raindrops, and the sound of breaking through the air came from his ears.

Lin Xuanxun's footsteps swirled, and the sword qi converged like a loose again, and a sword intent field formed a shield from around his body.

As the sword rain landed, all the heavens and the earth beside him had collapsed, and even the thousand-year-old locust that made him so incomparably loved was also poisoned.

This made Lin Xuanxun's eyes glow with a trace of blood, and with a flick of his arm, a sword qi was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, shooting straight into the sky.

The sword intent broke through the eyes of the fog dragon, and with a trace of mournful roar, it rushed straight towards the great power.

What a sword!

The big hand stared at the sharp sword intent, and his body also swirled by itself, his toes were slightly upturned, and then a sword mark protruded from his face.

The third dragon swings its tail.

With a roar from the great powers, he saw several stegosaurus soaring from under his feet, forming a stegosaurus curtain wall.

At this time, the hand and arm of the great country swirled, and it shot out several times in a row, and for a while, the sword light was exposed, like ten thousand snakes scurrying, and in the blink of an eye, the entire heaven and earth were also swallowed by the sword light.

Fifth Company! Lin Xuanxun's sword eyebrows were hooked, his eyes were fixed on the gradual reveal, like a raging wave, the sword intent was raging, and he silently recited a few numbers in his heart.

Lin Xuanxun naturally knew very well that this big country with the same name as himself had a good background, and he had also done a lot of research on its ten consecutive evils.

It is very clear that if it is directly against the Ten Consecutive Evils, the chance of winning is almost zero.

Under the kind of top-level immortal technique that continuously attracts the power of heaven and earth, manpower is invincible.

However, this is also the weakness of the Ten Chains, once it is unfolded, it is no longer under the control of its master, and the power of heaven and earth can not be easily subdued.

Therefore, when the Ten Consecutive Evils are revealed to the Fifth Evil, the so-called inversion will occur, and from then on, the Heavenly Power will attack itself, and the Ten Consecutive Evils will be more powerful, but they will lose their flexibility, and sometimes even the immortal magicians themselves will suffer from the backlash.

Now is the time for Lin Xuanxun to take the initiative to fight back!

Lin Xuanxun's sword eyebrows were raised, his arm swirled, and a sharp sword blade gradually flashed from under his sleeve. This is the weapon he relied on to become famous, a three-foot Qingfeng Hidden Blade. The name of this sword is that it is snow red, light and thin as paper, and has no shadow, once it is shot, it must see blood, otherwise it cannot be sheathed.

When Lin Xuanxun revealed Xue Chi, that was when he showed the Sword Saint's mastery.

Qingyun sword technique is the highest level, and the Tao is clear and three unique.

When Xue Chi leaves his hand, the sky seems to conjure up an artistic conception, that is, there is a Taoist sage, kneeling in the void, preaching towards time, although its majesty is not as powerful as heaven, but it gives people a sense of all-encompassing.

Especially when the momentum seemed to be reconciled with Lin Xuanxun's deity again, the great power hand was in a trance, and it seemed that he saw a Dao Venerable who was full of strength between heaven and earth.

The realm of Taoism and Sanqing.

I didn't expect this person's cultivation to be in this realm, and seeing this scene, the heart of the great power hand seemed to be hit hard.

He knew very well that when the other party revealed the realm of the Dao Sect Sanqing, the odds of winning would be close to zero.

At the moment when he hallucinated, the big hand felt an inexplicable coldness on his left cheek, and then there seemed to be a viscous liquid flowing out.

When he was about to launch a higher counterattack, he found that Lin Xuanxun on the other side had already restrained his sword intent and was staring at him with a soft gaze.

The big man frowned slightly, as if he realized something, he subconsciously touched his left cheek, and suddenly his old face turned red, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally a few times. In the end, he clasped his hands into fists and said to Lin Xuanxun: "I really deserve to be a sword saint, and I am willing to bow to the wind."

"Where do you win or lose, you and I are just fighting, and the big hand will also be cut off in the next belt" As he spoke, Lin Xuanxun pointed to a white ribbon on the ground, and the big hand who saw this scene did not have a red cheek, and secretly thought, Lao Tzu's face was really embarrassed this time, not only did he not cultivate as a tactical sword saint again, but now he is slightly inferior to his cultivation.

The great power hand is a grandmaster-level figure, where can he still face Lin Xuanxun calmly, he sighed, turned around and was about to leave, but before leaving, he warned Lin Xuanxun again: "You can't shelter him for long, you must know that the person who wants to get him now, but you don't know the palace", after speaking, the big hand stepped away.

Staring at the slightly lonely back of the big man, Lin Xuanxun said lightly: "Thank you for reminding me, there are some things that have to be done..."

With this sentence, Lin Xuanxun's figure gradually blurred, and on the entire Qingyun Peak, only a messy battlefield was left, and there was no longer any life.

It was like a dream, and Xiao Qi didn't know how long he had been immersed in the memories of the blue-clothed scholar. It seems like decades, and it seems like a snap of a finger. But it didn't seem to matter anymore, because he enjoyed it immensely. The feeling of being deeply embraced by the woman he loved made him almost obsessed and intoxicated. A couple in love, their eyes and hearts are blazing flames, and Xiao Qi feels that he is about to be ignited. But the memory was stuck at this moment, it was the last time they hugged before parting.

Why? Xiao Qi was unwilling to roar, from memory to reality, he felt extremely empty and lonely. At this moment, the blue light and shadow flashed again, only this time his breath was even weaker.

"Help me take care of her, I know you love her deeply" The blue-clothed scholar couldn't see his expression clearly, but Xiao Qi still heard a deep unwillingness and desolation from his tone.

"Why don't you go" Although Xiao Qi wanted to accept it, he wouldn't do it, because it would be blasphemy against the goddess in his heart.

"My primordial spirit is about to dissipate," the blue-clothed scholar lamented again, this time his voice already revealing a dead air.

"The primordial spirit dissipates, how can this be?" Xiao Qiyi stared at the blue light and shadow in amazement.

"Do you know what those black spaces are?" retorted the blue shadow, seemingly straining up some strength.

"What is it" Xiao Qi has long been inexplicably curious about those black holes that are like coffin boards.