The mighty and indifferent words resounded in all directions, and the battle between the two camps was about to break out.

There are seven figures on both sides, and it seems that they have just joined the battle, but at the beginning of the fight, Hongmeng fell into the upper hand.

At the time of the roar, nearly a thousand miles of square feet were torn apart and raged by the Dao, which can be called a group of demons dancing.

Zixiao faction's side Wu Hao and Huo Shaoyang took the lead, targeting the Demon Emperor Hall Lord Luo Guan and the Corpse Soul Sect to refine the corpse without a soul.

At the beginning of the war, the Holy Spirit Master hid in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to attack and kill.

The Witch King's eyes were deep, and the barbarian grinned, and the two collided violently, inseparable.

There was a thud, flesh and blood flying, and a muffled snort rang out.

The fierce and furious power of qi and blood, and the deafening roar drove the atmosphere of the entire battlefield.

Suddenly, Tianfeng and Qilin flew upside down together, and Sima Yuan and the others changed color and retreated in a hurry.

A ghostly light quietly appeared in front of everyone.

It's the Holy Spirit Master!

When he retreated quickly, Sima Yuan felt that the crisis of life and death was coming, he turned his head suddenly, and a pair of cold eagle eyes came into view.

Sima Yuan was horrified, and the ghost record was immediately sacrificed, and the golden eagle roared in his mouth.

After the bang, an ethereal figure suddenly appeared.

At the same time, a qi machine behind him that was like a mang's back quickly approached, and a few more wisps of cracks in the thin golden pill of the dantian were added, as if they were about to break out of the shell.

In this instant, Sima Yuan's eyes showed a fierce look, and he shouted, "Burst!"

The ethereal figure immediately snorted, and when it writhed wildly, the ghost record finally showed its power, and its breath was disordered, and it was about to collapse.

Suddenly, the strange aura that had been silent all along quietly appeared behind the golden eagle.

In Sima Yuan's pupils, the man pressed down gently, and the trembling figure of the golden eagle immediately froze, and the ghost soul qi surged, as if it had been counterattacked.

The man's eyes were surprised, and he chuckled, "I didn't expect that there would be a ghost treasure in this remote place in the Western Underworld, but it was the opportunity of a certain family." ”

At this time, Sima Yuan flawlessly cared about the terrifying words in his mouth, his body suddenly turned, and the green red long sword slashed out.

The sword fell into the void, and no one was injured, only a terrible sound of breaking the air sounded.

However, Sima Yuan's heart was alarmed to climb to the peak again and reach the peak.

With a snort, its body was as if it had been hit hard, and it turned into a bow and flew upside down.

And the direction in which it flies upside down is still where the strange air machine stands.

As soon as he left the wolf realm and entered the tiger's den, death crises followed.

At this time, that strange aura was ingesting the ghost record, and when he saw Sima Yuan rolling like a leather ball, he sneered and waved it lightly.

The huge force descended with a bang, and Sima Yuan snorted again, and a clicking sound sounded in his body.

At this moment, the man was furious and shouted, "How daring!"

At the same time, its figure suddenly retreated, completely ignoring the Golden Eagle.

But he saw that on Sima Yuan's wrist, the jade bracelet with a restrained breath suddenly turned into a half-zhang dragon body, and suddenly leaped towards it and bit it.

With a click, the figure immediately groaned in pain, and at the same time, when it suddenly felt the breath of the green dragon, the qi and blood all over his body froze in an instant, and his face changed greatly, as if there was a sign of surrender.

He immediately retreated quickly, intending to withdraw from the majestic coverage of the green dragon bloodline.

And in the blink of an eye, the shadow-like figure behind Sima Yuan approached again, piercing Sima Yuan's dantian with a sharp thorn.

Its figure immediately froze in the air, and the ethereal figure that the golden eagle had turned into also stopped twitching.

Oh, the shadow seemed to feel a little wrong, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Sima Yuan, who was pierced by a sword, suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Break!"

A shattering sound sounded in this thousand zhang circle.

Suddenly, the eyes of the fourteen Yuan Infant True Realms looked at each other.

Tens of thousands of spiritual machines flocked to the four directions, and the situation in all directions suddenly changed unpredictably.

A burst of shouts rang out, "This son wants to enter the real realm, stop him!"

The shadow trembled, and instead of listening to his words, it intensified rapidly, and fell a hundred feet away.

When this abnormal change occurred, Cui Lie and the Holy Spirit Sect Ghost King Huo Ran in the distance seemed to take a step forward without thinking.

Almost at the same time as the two of them disappeared, Qilin, Tianfeng, and Qinglong slowly slowed down on Sima Yuan's side

Emerge, and the breath immediately disperses.

Huo Shaoyang, Wu Hao and Mansheng were about to break away from the battle, but they were bitten by the Demon Emperor Luo Guan, the Witch King Wuli and others.

At this time, above this thousand-zhang high sky, the thundercumulus cloud of the size of a few zhang actually expanded to the size of a hundred zhang.

A huge power of heaven and earth instantly filled a radius of thousands of zhang, and then ten thousand zhang.

And when the drastic changes on this battlefield occurred, in the north, southeast and east of Qinghong, there were three shocking breaths that showed a hint of clues.

In the Evil God Palace, the figure also slowly opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

In an instant, four eyes descended on this place in unison.

The Evil God Palace's gaze drooped, and his gaze was cold and complicated.

Due north, a flat word came, "If you do it again last time, it will not be as simple as cutting off your luck, don't say that we didn't expect it." ”

He sneered, "You are so heartfelt, but I also admire you." ”

As soon as the words fell, three qi machines suddenly attacked, surrounding the Evil God Palace.

After a rumbling sound, the Evil God Palace fell silent, and the mysterious incense aura on its body dimmed slightly, trembling.

Naturally, what the other party did was not because of the attack on the mountain gate, but to help Sima Yuan 'dream back to the fugue'.

Leaking the heavenly machine, the natural disaster is coming.

After a long time, there seemed to be a voice whispering to himself, "The dearest relatives are scattered, the teachers are miserable, the good friends are extinct, and the souls of the beloved are destroyed." ”

"What a big stroke".

At this time, the two true realms on the Yuanying battlefield converged separately, and they were distinct.

Above his head, Sima Yuan walked up in the air with green red in his hand, and stepped into the thundercumulus cloud with great vigour.

Cui Lie below pointed upward, "Blow it up!"

Luo Guan, Wu Li, and the Holy Spirit Sect Leader Sky figures jumped and flew into the air.

After Huo Shaoyang, Wu Hao and Man Sheng glanced at each other, they immediately took a step forward.

In an instant, there was another chaotic battle in the sky.

Cui Lie glanced at the ghost king and the strange qi machine, "There are two of you."

Seeing the two late stages approaching, Tianfeng and Qilin looked at the green mist in front of them.

A dragon's head appeared indifferently and leaped forward.

The face of the strange qi machine in the flight changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "The green dragon will be handed over to you."

The ghost king squinted, the dark path mixed blood beast is unreliable.

The strange qi machine was the first to rise into the air, and the ghost king immediately dispersed like an ink ghost.

At this moment, a dragon's head burst through the air.

Its gaze was cold, and it looked at the departing qi machine with a hint of sarcasm.

At this time, high in the sky, a thousand-zhang soul tower was suspended in the air, and it was awe-inspiring.

Below, Cui Lie's eyes were calm, and a half-foot short rope appeared in his hand.

Looking at its qi, there seemed to be a bloody aura lingering, and dozens of evil spirits were bound to the rope.

Among them, there are several qi machines that are similar to the green dragon!

Although the rope is short, the name is extremely loud, 'sleepy rope'.

As soon as this rope was sacrificed, the green dragon let out an extremely terrible roar,

His voice was full of resentment, pain, and remorse.

Cui Lie sent it gently, "Go."

The short rope broke through the air as if it were spiritual.

Through the void, in an instant, there is no hindrance.

The green dragon's blood basin opened its mouth violently, and a mouthful of dragon breath came out of its mouth.

With a swish, the sleepy sky screamed, directly broke the dragon's breath, and went straight to the green dragon.

Under the eyes of the green dragon, the trapped sky rope seemed to have a strange power, locking it and wrapping it around his body.

The Thousand Feet Holy Spirit Pagoda pressed down almost at the same time, enveloping it in an instant with the roar of the green dragon.

In the distance, Tianfeng screamed miserably, "Big brother!"

At this time, there was finally an angry shout from the thundercumulus clouds above!

"Broken !!"

Suddenly, under the surprise of the real people of the Quartet Yuanying, a sword light penetrated through the clouds.

As if there was a rain of rain, the green dragon that had fallen into the Holy Spirit Tower suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed it.

A stream of essence influxes in, and it struggles to fight like divine help.

Most of the dragon's body jumped out of the Holy Spirit Tower's range.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky and landed on the dragon's head.

His gaze was cold, and he looked directly at Cui Lie below,

He immediately raised his head to look at the Holy Spirit Pagoda that was covered again, and let it fall without doing anything.

There was a boom, and after a moment of silence on the battlefield, madness broke out again.

Huo Shaoyang immediately shouted, "Go and save Sima Daoyou!"

Before the words fell, a phoenix chirped, and then an eagle's claw struck.

Tianfeng screamed, several scars were scratched on his abdomen, and his breath stagnated.

Suddenly, a painful moan sounded, but it was from the unicorn.

Qinglong and Sima Yuan were both suppressed, and the Qilin lost his mind a little, and was actually pierced by the sword of the Holy Spirit Sect Master.

Oh, the Demon Emperor Hall Master, the Refining Corpse and the Witch King quickly gathered.

Just as he was about to completely solve the vitality of the Qilin, a bright three-foot long sword flew from due north.

With a whistling sound, it seemed to slowly and quickly split the refining corpse into two.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the battle of Yuanying Real Life was only a few breaths, and it had already changed frequently.

The armies of the various factions that had lagged behind Sima Yuan and others for nearly a few hours were also nowhere to be seen, but as one of the few Yuanying Dazhen people in Qinghong, the Imperial Sword Gate Shen was the first to arrive after jumping over the mountains and rivers.

Nearly a thousand miles away, this kendo great true person abolished the corpse soul sect master with a single sword.

Almost at the same time, a lonely and arrogant figure stepped into the air and landed on the head of a golden eagle.

In the midst of its eagle gaze, the sword light like an aurora flashed away.

Huo Shaoyang's spirit perked up, and he suddenly let out a long howl in his mouth, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was handed forward.

The lonely, cold and arrogant shadow, the flying sword that arrived first pointed at the Holy Spirit Tower, and escaped through the air together.

In Cui Lie's pupils, the three sword lights turned into a giant sword, slashing at the Holy Spirit Tower.

In an instant, a groan of pain rang out from within the Holy Spirit Tower.

Immediately, a young figure took advantage of the clicking sound of the Holy Spirit Tower, and the blue and red long sword in his hand shone brightly.

He immediately leaped into the sky, and with the sound of a dragon's groan, he swung his sword and slashed through the dome and broke the tower.

The thousand-foot Holy Spirit Pagoda fell apart in an instant, and the figure of the Ghost King burst out with blood, and his breath plummeted.

Then, under the slight change of everyone's faces, a figure stepped out of the dragon, and then one person and one dragon soared upward, jumping to the top of the sky three thousand zhang high.

Then the dragon's head reversed, and the figure slashed down the shining sword in his hand towards the ghost king below!

The Ghost King looked up to the sky and roared, "Tower Gathering!"

The shadow of the square tower is like hearing the edict, and it is surrounded by an uproar.

But I saw that the figure drove straight down, broke through the tower shadow one after another, and slashed towards the ghost king.

The sword light is boundless, and it is slashed down in a flash.

The Ghost King's body stiffened for a moment, and a collapse aura immediately overflowed.

Under the change of the true realm of several primordial infants in the Evil God Palace, the ghost king let out an unwilling roar, and then exploded.

Immediately, the sword array fell again, and in front of all the Yuanying real people, after a sword light raged, the ghost king's divine soul aura was completely annihilated by it.

There seemed to be a moment of stagnation in the field, a little silence.

As soon as he stepped into the real realm, he killed a late infant.

What is this son relying on?

Sima Yuan stood proudly on the dragon's head and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

At this moment, if someone carefully examines his dantian, he will see a spirit baby that looks like Sima Yuan when he was a child is holding a huge danzhu tightly.

A short rope was tied around the waist at one end, and the other end barely locked the Danzhu.

The spirit baby was delighted and laughed.

At the same time, beside Sima Yuan's body in the outer world, a clear-faced humanoid true spirit slowly appeared.

Looking at its appearance, the same Sima Yuan is the same.

Ask the Divine Sword Spirit to finally reach the flow of the True Spirit, and kill the Great Monk with one sword!

Immediately, Sima Yuan swung back with his sword, and a shadow fell out of the void.

His eyes were shocked, and before he could fully wake up, he was completely shrouded in the shadow of the sword in the sky.

When the sword light was gone, there was no more Holy Spirit Sect Master.

At this point, the Holy Spirit Church existed in name only.

Sima Yuan's eyes drooped, and he looked at Cui Lie from afar.

One of them looked calm, as if there was a joke.

One was expressionless, his eyes full of anger.