As soon as the words came out, the demons hissed, especially the demon snake, whose eyes were blood-red, and they looked bloodthirsty.

Zhao Wen's face was gloomy, and he snorted heavily: "What a big breath!"

Although Wang Qing and the others didn't know what was going on, they all looked up at the sky in unison, but then they retracted their gaze and calmed down.

Yuan Qing stood in the void, his mind swayed, intoxicated with exquisite swordsmanship, difficult to extricate himself, his blood was boiling, he couldn't enter the battle immediately, and the sword was vertical and horizontal!

Thinking of the formation, the young man was suddenly excited, and hurriedly fell, but saw that Wei Shan didn't know when he had made up for the gap, his hands were pinched, and his body was faintly green, and he was trying his best to maintain it.

Sensing that Yuan Qing was coming, the little girl smiled brightly and said proudly: "Senior brother, don't worry, there is me!"

Yuan Qing smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt the sword light cross, but it was the four people of Shangqing who broke through the air.

Kang Xing, who was first on the left, looked at the giant sword above his head, feeling the sword intent contained in it, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Senior Brother Qiu's swordsmanship cultivation has reached such a level! It's just not as good as a few elders, it's not about the same!"

Zhou Shilai smiled beside him and said: "I haven't seen the swordsmanship of the elders, but it is said that Senior Brother Qiu was able to break through the Yuanying realm more than ten years ago, and he has been delayed again and again in order to achieve a complete state of mind. ”

Si Jinming looked around, frowned, and asked, "Senior Brother Zhou, when will I join the formation?"

Zhou Shi said lightly without looking back: "Don't worry, when Senior Brother Qiu takes care of this little snake, I will wait for it to go in at this time, Senior Brother will inevitably be distracted." ”

The person on the far right clenched his fists and didn't say a word, looking at the gray figure in the array, his eyes were blazing, and his fighting intent was raging, it was the young man who called himself Yu Fei.

Speaking of Qiu Long, seeing the demon snake frenzied and scornful smile, his heart moved slightly, and the giant sword was portable and slashed down.

The snake demon was not afraid at all, but it meandered and circled, head-on, only to see that its whole body was full of raging demon flames, and the bulge above his head was even more red and faint, and a red pillar of fire the thickness of a water tank erupted from the mouth of the snake.

The pillar of fire hit the giant sword and stirred up waves of flames, but it could not stop it in the slightest, and the giant sword was like breaking through the waves, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and it was consistent to the end.

Seeing this, the snake demon hissed, and the snake scales flew up with the demon flame like a goddess scattering flowers, and in a blink of an eye, they merged in one place, and the light flickered and turned into a "big snake" more than ten zhang long.

The scale armor is the surface, the fireworks are the inside, it rises in the air, resists the fire, bites the giant sword, and the snake body is entwined with it, and it is immediately firmly bound.

The momentum of the giant sword slashing stopped, tossing and turning, but the sparks were shining but could not break free.

The snake demon took this opportunity to turn sharply, bent his body and flicked it, like an arrow from the string shooting directly at the dragon, its speed was as fast as lightning and stone fire, and it came in an instant.

Qiu Long's face was expressionless, and he took one step at a time, and suddenly turned into sword light, and disappeared suddenly, and at the same time, the giant sword trembled lightly, turning into more than a hundred sword lights and escaping from the trap, scattering and escaping like a swimming fish.

The snake demon pounced in one gulp, and then its body twisted into a snake formation, and the red letter swallowed, looking around, and the "flame snake" still maintained its entanglement posture, frozen in mid-air.

Then the sword light flashed, and Qiu Long appeared, and the sword flock surged from all directions like tired birds returning to their nests, slowly swimming around it.

The demon snake's vertical pupils flashed fiercely, and there was no other action, and the "flame snake" suddenly disintegrated, and suddenly the demon fire was like rain, and the scale armor was like a blade, overwhelming, endless.

Qiu Long turned a blind eye to all this, pinched the sword trick in his hand, his eyes were cold, the momentum around his body skyrocketed, and the sword intent rose, like an angry sea churning, unscrupulous, and there was no slightest reservation.

Then the sword light entered the body, and only a long groan was heard in the bright light, and the giant beast turned into a shape: the body of a deer antler snake, the tail of a cow ear and a bird's tail, a long beard in the mouth, fluttering and fluttering, and four claws on the abdomen, all of which were three-toed, the whole body was red, and the scales were shining, which was actually the real body of the dragon!

Before the song was finished, the snake on the ground had shrunk into a ball, trembling, and the demon snake in the air also trembled slightly, and its eyes were frightened, but it was replaced by a ferocious color, and the snake's mouth was wide open, and the hiss did not stop.

Xuanyuan and everyone were shocked in unison, Zhao Wen's face was even more gloomy, and he was speechless for a while.

Yuan Qing put aside the next sentence "Don't be strong" and then flew up, seeing the posture of the dragon, feeling the majestic sword intent, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help standing on the spot.

Zhou Shilai glanced at Yuan Qing, smiled mysteriously, and did not speak.

Kang Xing praised loudly as if no one was around: "Senior Brother Qiu's 'Sword Light Transformation Technique' has really reached the realm of pure fire, it is obviously catalyzed by sword intent, but it is like a dragon descending into the world, dignified and powerful. ”

Si Jinming and Yu Fei turned a deaf ear and watched the situation in the formation intently.

Jiao's voice stopped, Jiao's mouth opened slightly, only to see the air coming out, suddenly becoming a cloud, leisurely meeting the fire and rain scale blade, silently reducing it. Then the long body stretched lightly, and he came to the snake demon in front of the snake demon with a snap of his fingers, and his claws and teeth were all down, and before he could reach his body, there was a sharp sword qi rushing to his face, which was unstoppable.

The demon snake's eyes were blood-red, and a dark red demon fire rose on his body, not to be outdone, and hit him head-on. The snake Jiao was entangled, and suddenly the scales and blood were splashed, and the neighing continued.

After a fight, the demon snake fell to the ground, set off a rumbling sound, the whole body was scarred, almost broken, several large holes in the abdomen, the blood did not stop, it was already like a gossamer, dying;

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, the dragon disintegrated, and it was still twelve fiery red swords, and Qiu Long also appeared, his face was pale, but it was difficult to hide the light in his eyes.

I saw him take a deep breath, pinch the sword trick again, and shout: "Chop!"

The flying sword came out in response, merged in the middle of the way, turned into a grand sword light, and slashed at the demon snake.

The demon snake was powerless to resist, and with a scream, it was beheaded by a sword, and then the corpse ignited with a red gold spiritual flame, and after a few breaths, it turned into a pool of ashes, leaving only a fist-sized fiery red bead lying quietly on the ground.

With a "whoosh", the ball broke through the air and landed in Qiu Long's hand, and the flying sword followed, but instead of entering the body, it formed a sword lotus and floated under him.

Qiu Long turned his hand and put away the beads, and said loudly: "Shangqing disciple, enter the battle to kill the demon." ”

After speaking, he sat directly on the sword lotus, closed his eyes and breathed.

Zhou Shilai and the others were already eager to try, and before the words fell, they drove the sword light into the formation.

After a brief period of fright, the snakes on the ground became even more furious, desperately attacking the formation light curtain. The pressure of the Xuanyuan crowd surged, and the light curtain was crumbling, and it seemed to collapse.

Zhao Wen snorted coldly, the Xuanguang around him was sheng, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and the light curtain suddenly condensed several times, and there was no danger of breaking the formation.

Yuan Qing's eyes flickered, and when he was hesitating to enter the battle with Zhou Shilai and the others, he only heard Qiu Long say lightly: "Senior Brother Yuan hasn't come out of the sword yet, when will he stay?"

It can be said that he woke up the person in his dream with a word, and the young man smiled freely, as if he had unloaded a thousand catties of burden, and with a long roar, he turned into a brilliant sword light and rushed straight over.

Zhao Wen saw Yuan Qing's reaction, he snorted coldly in his heart, but his face was silent. Unexpectedly, Qiu Long suddenly opened his eyes at this time and looked at him deeply.

Zhao Wen's heart was stunned by his eyes, and the original insidious thoughts suddenly disappeared, and the magic trick in his hand was loosened, and Yuan Qing was released into the battle.

Let's say that the five people in the formation are really like dragons entering the sea, making waves, a sword is out, and they will go, never stop more, and the sword light is staggered for a while, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

Especially in Yuan Qing, the sword light is fierce, and the sword is decisive, but the kung fu of a stick of incense has killed several demons in a row, including two big snakes in the late stage of foundation building.

In the past five years, the young man has been running with the crowd, mostly defeating the enemy with formations, and he has not had a chance to use the sword a few times, and his heart is depressed, and no one knows except Zhu Ling'er.

Now I took the opportunity to vent, my mind gradually calmed down, and I unconsciously re-entered the realm of sword heart and clarity.

Now that he has entered this realm, the sword qi is more fast, the sword light is sharper, all kinds of swordsmanship are at his fingertips, and his cultivation is even more incisive, and the demons have no enemy.

Suddenly, a sword sounded, chanting bells, six turns, clear and lofty, but saw Yuan Qing and pointed to the sword, the water was like a silver paste, dragging up the streamer tail flame, faster than the lightning, suddenly gone, and returned in the blink of an eye.

The young man held the sword in his hand, his breath was slightly urgent, his eyes were bright, the surrounding explosions were repeated, the sword qi exploded, and the demon corpses were everywhere.

Qiu Long opened his eyes at some point and looked at Yuan Qing, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, full of appreciation.

"The sword heart is clear, the nine spirit sword body, Senior Brother Yuan should be my Shangqing Sect person!"

About half an hour later, the demon snake in the foundation building period in the formation was killed by five people, and the remaining little demons had no way to live and die, becoming more and more violent, rushing indiscriminately, and even worse, they began to kill each other.

In the meantime, a demon sneaked up on the tree, trying in vain to attack the dragon, and was cut into several pieces by his sword.

Seeing that the situation had been decided, Qiu Long put away his sword and was about to lead the crowd out of battle, when suddenly a huge spiritual pressure descended, like a mountain like a mountain, like an abyss like a sea, and it pressed everyone breathlessly.

Immediately, I saw a middle-aged man rushing to the sky, wearing a red gold suit, embroidered with dragon patterns, sword eyebrows and red pupils, narrow face and thin lips, and a cold face, not angry and arrogant.

He glanced at the curtain, and with a cold snort, a red gold dragon claw appeared out of thin air, grabbing Zhao Wen down.

Zhao Wen suddenly felt that he couldn't move with infinite power, so he could only sacrifice several magic weapons such as yarns, mirrors, shields, and diagrams, and turned them into layers of light shields to protect his body. Then the magic trick in his hand changed, and the curtain rolled up, wrapped in the outermost, and looked like a golden ball of light from a distance.

However, the layers of protection in front of the dragon's claws are like paper paste, and they will collapse at the touch of a button.

Zhao Wen panicked in his heart, and the magic weapon talisman was sacrificed in one go, and at the same time shouted: "Seniors keep their hands, what grievances is Zhao willing to ......?"

It's just that before he finished speaking, he turned into a rain of blood in the wail, and a golden pill flew up and fell into the man's hand.

The man said coldly to Jin Dan: "Kill my son in a formation, you deserve to die." Then he shook his palm hard, and he actually pinched Jin Dansheng and exploded!

Then, he swept over the people present, and finally stopped at Qiu Long, and said lightly: "Regardless of the reason, if you dare to kill my son, you will be buried with you." ”

As he spoke, a red gold streamer popped out of his fingers, but instead of facing the dragon, it fell into the void somewhere miles away.

"Seniors spare their lives!" a man came out with a wail, and the fireworks burned him, which was the mighty bead that had disappeared since the beginning of the war.

I saw that his expression was painful, and he made a bitter pleading, but if he looked closely, there was a transparent film of light clinging to his body, and the fireworks were impenetrable for a while.

The man snorted coldly, and the flames suddenly flourished, and before the mighty beads could react, they turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated, and even Jin Dan could not be left.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and the shadow called death shrouded their hearts, and they couldn't help but hold their breath, and the field was suddenly silent, only the mountain wind howled.

As if he couldn't bear it, Liu Han roared, and he didn't care about the imperial weapon and got up, grabbed the road and fled; Zhao Yimu followed closely behind, but in the opposite direction; the rest, including the Shangqing four, quickly gathered together and gathered around Qiu Long.

The man popped out two flames with an expressionless face, and caught up with Liu and Zhao in the blink of an eye, burning them all without even making a sound, without a trace.

Qiu Long's face was solemn, and he secretly said: "I have a sword talisman given by my master here, which can block the power of one blow, and you junior disciples listen to my orders and take the opportunity to flee for your lives!"

I didn't expect the man to show a mocking look on his face, and said lightly at Qiu Long, "Are you finished?"

Qiu Long's color changed, and he immediately sacrificed his sword talisman and shouted: "Go!"

The crowd dispersed.

However, the man just raised his hand and pressed it, and there was an incomparable force to imprison everyone on the spot, and the sword talisman also fell to the ground, and Qiu Long's aura was shattered, and he spat blood from his mouth, and he was already seriously injured.

At this moment, the mutation is reborn!