"Don't be fooled by them. ”

"Just now they fought with those ghost cultivators, but they were just acting, just to gain our trust!"

For a while, the faces of many holy sons were all cold.

Qitian Road is full of dangers, and ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

The only people in the human world who entered the Qitian Road were their eighteen holy sons, plus one Zhang Feng who defended the sky.

And these dozen people suddenly appeared in front of him...... There must be weirdness!

It's definitely a ghost cultivator in the underworld!

The Holy Sons distanced themselves one after another, took out their respective magic weapons, and brewed powerful spells in their hands.

Jian Xinchen slowly opened his eyes.

The sword in his hand buzzed.

A supreme sword qi erupted, crushing thousands of miles and piercing the void of the universe.

Crazy killing intent is surging, supreme destruction is raging.

This terrifying sword aura is like coming from the eternal desolation.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered, as if he had come to another world.

The ancient galaxy went straight into the sky, hanging in the universe, and the rich purple gas evaporated and swirled, shooting straight into the sky from the center of the earth.

The universe twists, the heavens and the earth rise and fall, and the universe is disillusioned.

There are also four rivers of time, space, cause and effect, and fate flowing in the sky, intertwined together.

Nine ancient galaxies stand above the sky, and hundreds of millions of ancient stars are densely packed like chess pieces, scattered, and the stars are orderly, operating in their respective directions.

Fate and time and space are intertwined, cause and effect and reincarnation are vertical and horizontal.

Earth, fire, feng shui, the evolution of the four images and two instruments, locking the space in all directions, and there are more than 36 weeks of reincarnation of the stars and stars.

This piece of the world seems to be perfectly arranged by a great power, the heaven and the earth are harmonious, the avenue flows, and it is the number of stars in Zhou Tian, including the avenue of heaven and earth.

Jian Wushuang faced all this, his heart fluttering.

This sword is no longer a sword, but a piece of heaven and earth!

Countless avenues of truth were born spontaneously in Jian Wushuang's heart.

Countless fragments of the avenue merge into one.

This sword made him can't help but indulge in it and feel it on his own.

But then, Jian Wushuang came back to his senses, and his distracted eyes were instantly shocked!

Where's that sword?

Meanwhile.

The firmament is twisted.

The world is shattered.

The world is reversed.

Universal Disillusionment.

A supreme sword, piercing the stars in the sky, piercing through the four long rivers of time, space, cause and effect, crushing hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth, and directly pressing down on Jian Wushuang!

Jian Wushuang wanted to dodge.

But this sword has filled the whole world, how he dodges!

It's a sword that can't be dodged!

Jian Wushuang stood in place in a daze, looking at the sword with a confused eye, completely without the intention of resisting, and his mind was completely sucked into the sword world by this sword.

However, at this very moment, the sword was about to pierce through the sword peerless.

"I'm waiting, it's really human!"

The next moment.

A majestic literary aura erupted, and the old man beside Jian Wushuang twitched the brush, and the golden literary aura swept over.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The sword and pen collided, and the majestic literary spirit and sword qi washed away.

In less than a moment, the original majestic aura had been torn to pieces by this sword qi.

The richness of this sword aura is already terrifying!

"Good swordsmanship!"

The old man's face was solemn, but the corners of his mouth were satisfied with a smile, and the whole person retreated hundreds of feet to stabilize his body, and his feet hooked two deep ravines on the ground.

The sword qi was not damaged at all, but when the old man was so rushed, the direction had already been deflected, and it was directly brushed from the sideburns of Jian Wushuang!

"Buzz!"

Ten thousand zhang sword qi swept directly out thousands of miles away, slashed the space, and rushed into chaos.

This Qitian Road was no longer able to withstand the impact of this sword qi, and it was pierced out.

It was only at this time that Jian Wushuang came back to his senses.

Long hair is flowing loosely, and a strand of long jet-black hair falls from the shoulder, and the cut is neat.

Jian Wushuang looked at the sword-wielding young man in front of him blankly, his eyes were full of fear and horror, but there was still a trace of incomparable pride and relief.

"I'm the Sword Heart Holy Sect, the Sword Dao is unmatched!" Jian Wushuang nodded towards Jian Xinchen.

Jian Xinchen also wanted to stab another sword.

"Enough!" The old man hurriedly burst into tears, agitating his whole body with a strong panic, and explained loudly: "We are really not ghost cultivators!"

"Sink into the underworld, no matter how high your cultivation was before your death, it will all disappear, and only a body of netherworld qi will remain!"

"Where will there be ghost cultivators like us, retaining their strength before death!"

"Sword Qi, Wen Qi, Yin and Yang Qi, Sword Intent!"

"We people are really not ghost cultivators!"

The old man was full of nervousness.

I'm really afraid that Jian Xinchen will make another sword.

Fang Cai's sword directly dispersed his seventy percent of his literary qi, and this was just taking advantage of Jian Xinchen's inattention, and suddenly made a move, deflecting the sword qi, just contaminating some.

If you split your head and cover your face again, you will come with a sword...... The old man is afraid that he will not survive today!

As soon as the old man said this, the souls of the other previous holy sons didn't care about explaining anything, and released their breath one after another.

Yin and yang.

Sword Qi.

Knife gas.

Tone.

The mirror flower water moon gong of the Mirror Moon Holy Mountain.

The Imperial Beast Decisive of the Ten Thousand Beasts Holy Palace.

Jian Xinchen frowned slightly.

The other sons were also stunned.

Look at each other.

"Seemingly, what he said is true?"

"Those ghost cultivators before really didn't seem to have any other means except for the Netherworld Qi. ”

"...... so"

The corners of Jian Xinchen's mouth twitched slightly, he withdrew the dustless sword, and looked at Jian Wushuang and the old man with some embarrassment.

This......

It's a little embarrassing.

I almost killed someone else!

Jian Xinchen knew very clearly how terrifying his sword was, although it was only a move, but it was a move that his predecessors personally taught to Jian Xinzhenjun.

Even if Jian Xinchen can't comprehend half of it.

But this sword, even Jian Xinchen only felt terrified.

Seniors, what a person.

That is an existence that even the immortals have to be respectful and flattering when they see it, and it is even likely to be an ancient immortal who has survived the ancient immortal court!

How can the sword trick passed down be bad?

Jian Xinchen exhaled deeply: "That...... Who the hell are you?"

"Like you, Son. The old man sighed. 、

Jian Xinchen looked at Jian Wushuang and seemed to understand something.

"You, are you the Holy Son who died here before?" Jian Xinchen's eyes flickered again, a little hostile, "Then why are you still here, why are the dead still appearing?"

The old man knew that Jian Xinchen was suspicious again, and hurriedly said, "Why it appeared, we can't tell." In short, this divergent road is particularly strange, communicating the two worlds of yin and yang, half of life and death, it stands to reason that when we died in this divergent path, we should have entered reincarnation, but for some reason, we did not enter the underworld, but just slept here. ”

"This time the road of divergent heaven is opened, which is different from the past, and it is very wrong. I'll wait for my soul to awaken again......"

Although Jian Xinchen didn't understand, he still nodded.

After all, this divergent path is indeed very strange.

This is also normal.

"That, senior brother, I'm embarrassed......" Jian Xinchen looked at Jian Wushuang with a frightened face, and his old face was hot.