Qiang Qiang Qiang.

But I saw two thousand long swords in the air rising into the air on their own, turning into a green luan, spreading their wings and fanning lightly, circling and flying.

And above the long sword Qingluan sat a gentle and beautiful figure.

His clothes were flying, his sword aura was vertical and horizontal, his body was floating in the air, and his eyes were closed and his knees were crossed.

It's like being in a very mysterious epiphany!

Seeing such a scene, He Jun was dumbfounded, his face was full of envy, and he muttered to himself, "Sword Domain!"

Ye Lu's eyes were complicated, and he shook his head slightly, "It's just the prototype of the Sword Domain."

Everyone's ears moved, and their hearts were shocked.

Sima Yuan was even more delighted and sincerely happy.

Everyone in the world knows that the sword path of the West Shadow is in two families, but they don't know that the essence of the sword path of the Imperial Sword Gate is 'royal', but the sword path of the Sword Peak of the Zixiao Sect focuses on the 'way'.

The difference between one word and the difference between nature.

The law can be preached, but the word cannot be spoken.

In the sword peak, the practice of 'hiding the way in the sword', when the monk steps into the path of monasticism, condenses the sword qi, and then the sword vaporizes into yuan, from the gas condensation, and then the liquid gathers into a pill.

Zhen has existed in this realm, and he has already entered the house, which can be compared to the Venerable Master Jindan.

Later, if you want to go further, you need to realize the 'Sword Domain'.

The sword domain, the prison of the sword.

It is similar to the 'Dao Domain' of the Yuanying True Realm.

However, the difference between the two is that the airway monk is based on the aura, the mana as the boundary, and the monk as the core to build a large ** force coverage.

Sword cultivation uses sword intent, sword qi and sword spirit as the core to control one side.

The size of the sword domain is determined by the monk's kendo perception, the abundance of sword qi, and the purity of sword intent.

For example, Chen Qingwan was born extraordinary, although he was not an innate sword body, but his sword learning talent was almost no different from the sword body.

Unexpectedly, today coincided with the meeting, and this Sword Peak Senior Sister actually had a tendency to condense the prototype of the 'Sword Domain'.

At this time, the sword intent in the air had reached its peak, and everyone looked up, and there seemed to be fanaticism in their eyes.

Among them, Shen Yuan, Mo Yu and others are particularly excited.

Suddenly, a burst of pressure fell in the air, and everyone felt that their shoulders suddenly sank, like a negative mountain.

Immediately, under the excitement of all the Sword Peak disciples, they saw that the huge Qingluan Sword Body was gradually expanding.

Breathing, its body size reached more than 30 zhang, as if it was bloated.

At the same time, a muffled snort came, and everyone's hearts were tugging.

Sima Yuan was anxious in his heart, and his face seemed to be uncertain.

Ye Lu on the side mistakenly thought that Sima Yuan wanted to help Chen Qingwan, so he immediately stopped him and said in a low voice, "Condensing the Sword Domain is very important, others can't interfere, Sima Xiaoyou must not be self-defeating!"

Sima Yuan immediately came to his senses, cast a grateful look, and said.

Almost did something bad with good intentions.

Then he glanced at the Sword Peak disciples around him, and secretly transmitted a message to some of the people who were about to move, "Senior brothers, don't be impatient, this level still needs to be crossed by Senior Sister Chen's own family, and we must not affect Senior Sister." ”

Everyone immediately beat the spirits and died down in unison.

Mo Yu, Shen Yuan, Wang Lan and other Jianfeng disciples immediately bowed their heads and signaled that they understood.

At this time, a wail suddenly came from the air, but I saw that the Qingluan sword body that had already turned into a fifty zhang size trembled rapidly, as if there were signs of collapse.

Sima Yuan didn't think about it, he raised his hand and handed out a long sword, which turned into a sword in an instant, roaring away.

At the same time, his figure took a step forward, and when he landed again, he was also in Chen Qingwan's sword formation.

Suddenly, the Qingluan Sword Array seemed to be furious, wanting to kill the offender.

And Chen Qingwan, who was the core of the sword array, was even more delicate, his thin red lips overflowed a little scarlet, and his face seemed to be in pain

of color.

Sima Yuan's face was solemn, and he pointed at the Divine Sword who was suppressing the sword formation, and shouted, "Town!"

If you ask God, if you hear the edict, you will immediately shine brightly.

A silvery-white bright spot that looked like a light source appeared on the Question Sword.

Suddenly, the light of the tide shot out in all directions, and in an instant, it enveloped the square in a hundred feet.

Everyone was amazed, looking at the little essence in the air, like bathing in the sun.

Liu Xiaoyin's eyes showed surprise, "I knew that Sima Daoyou was pregnant with a sword pill, but I didn't expect the grade to be so high. ”

Ye Lu squinted, his cloudy eyes flashed, "There are only three in the entire Western Netherworld Three Prefectures."

And the Qingluan Sword Formation, which was originally full of violent aura in the sky, suddenly became docile and abnormal, and it was extremely well-behaved.

Chen Qingwan seemed to have an understanding, the corners of his lips smiled, and he made a light move with his bare hand.

The surrounding sword arrays trembled in unison, and then quickly converged and disappeared.

The aura of danger dissipated.

Sima Yuan hooked the sword of the question, and with a sound of rubbing the ground, it swept in front of him, shaking as if inviting pets.

Sima Yuan frowned slightly, "Silence!"

The sound of the sword trembling immediately stopped.

"Senior brother, this natal spirit sword is so spiritual?" a gentle voice came from behind.

Sima Yuan turned around, only to see Chen Qingwan coming, his breath was gentle and soft, as if he had recovered as before.

He was slightly stunned in his heart, and immediately said happily, "Congratulations to Senior Sister for her sword mastery!"

As soon as these words fell, the two thousand Sword Peak disciples below congratulated in unison, "Congratulations to Senior Sister Sword Dao Master!"

Chen Qingwan took a sip of Sima Yuan, and then smiled gently, "You don't have to be polite."

Then Shen Yuan, Wang Lan and Shen Yuyan approached Daohe.

To Sima Yuan's surprise, Shen Yuyan, who had always been unsmiling at him, actually showed a childish attitude, and there was an unprecedented trace of a smile in his cold eyes.

He really couldn't understand the thoughts of this frost female sword cultivator, and he licked his face and ignored it, but instead loved to get close to Senior Sister Chen in a masochistic way, which was amazing.

Chen Qingwan nodded lightly, smiled apologetically at Sima Yuan, and said, "Senior brother, I've been waiting for a long time, and I can go!"

Sima Yuan said with a smile, "Senior sister's kendo cultivation is diligent, and junior brother can't wait for as long as possible." ”

Then Sima Yuan, Ouyang Xuanting, Ye Lu and the others raised their arms, and the disciples of the three true sects and the inner disciples all made a promise, and surrounded Sima Yuan and the others towards the Falling Demon Mountain.

The huge camp caused the hidden sentinel spies outside the Zixiao faction to scatter and flee in all directions.

The mighty camp roared away, heading straight for the south of Qinghong.

Qinghong Six Sects, the Spirit Beast Pavilion has been destroyed, the Illusory Dream Pavilion is in turmoil, and the Xuan Ming Palace has fallen into the hands of the enemy.

Only the Zixiao Sect, the Imperial Sword Sect, and the Martial Saint Sect are still safe and sound.

During the flight, Chen Qingwan secretly said, "Senior brother, why don't you take the opportunity to divide the sect?"

Sima Yuan sighed lightly, "Jianfeng and Zixiao are like branches, the branches can be cut, and the trunks cannot be abandoned. ”

"One wins, one loses. ”

Chen Qingwan's eyes showed a hint of a smile, "What the junior brother said is extremely true."

.........

It wasn't until Sima Yuan and the others left that in the empty Zixiao Hall, a purple robe stood proudly.

The light on his side flashed, and the cold breath suddenly fell.

The two were silent, looking into the distance.

The purple robe looked flat, "If you are not careful, you will lose all the plates." Aren't you afraid of chickens and eggs?"

The cold figure said indifferently, "If the jade is not cut, it will not be made." ”

Outside the hall, the golden eagle and the mandrill stood with their heads bowed, not daring to disturb.

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When the three factions of Qinghong gathered Zixiao, Sima Yuan and others to come out of the sect, they were far away in the west of Qinghong

In the Xuanming Palace in the south, the soul fire is dense, and the bleak lights flicker.

The figures in the hall stood solemnly, silent.

A cursory glance shows that there are more than 300 people.

Among them, the Holy Spirit Sect Uncle of Longlin Prefecture, Youskull and others are impressively included, and there are several strange Jindan Qi Machines on their sides, and the three realms of Jindan are unequal, and the people next to them are Zhong Xi, Chu Fan, and Shu Diao of the Demon Emperor Palace.

A little ahead of the two religions were middle-aged scholars Lu Wenchang and Jin Dan to worship Qian Hui. The two stood respectfully and silently, looking at the two figures in front of them with fear in their eyes.

When Zhong Yi stood respectfully, his eyes swept over the people in the hall from time to time, flickering.

In front of it, one of them was a withered figure, drooping of old age. Either it is difficult to stand, or it is indeed an astonishing identity, and it is actually a chair in the temple.

In the dim hall, there was only one person.

I don't know if it's because of the dim light, or because of its low hanging and sleeping, it's hard for everyone to see its true face.

A majestic man stood beside him, looking at his long-standing position and the appearance of the stars and moons of the elders of the Evil God Temple around him, he knew that his identity was illustrious and extraordinary.

The two are the first Cui Lie and the high priest of the Evil God Temple.

When Zhong Xi of the Demon Emperor Palace, Uncle Tai of the Holy Spirit Sect and the others looked at the two figures, it was still complicated and indescribable.

On that day, it was the old man who looked like an old man with faint eyes who ascended the Demon Emperor Palace, and in front of the eyes of the elders of the Demon Gate, he killed the hidden secrets in the hall on the spot.

The swiftness and decisiveness of the attack, and the ruthlessness of the means made the people of the Demon Gate and others frightened.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor seemed to be watching coldly, but in fact he was powerless, watching the Supreme Elder scatter his soul on the spot.

After a long silence, he finally bowed his head to the evil temple and begged for his life.

As for the Holy Spirit Sect, he Zhong Xi took the initiative to ask Ying and pull him into the water.

However, what is surprising is that except for the Great Elder Uncle who is still stubbornly guarding the Holy Spirit Sect, His Majesty the Ghost King and the Supreme Sect Master, who have no end in sight, have long since disappeared.

Even if the Evil God personally went down to search, it was difficult to know the trace, which really surprised him.

And what made Zhong Xi both moved and surprised was the barbarian patriarch who was close to Nanmang, and when he was in danger, he insisted on summoning the projection of the previous barbarian god to fight with the evil god, almost overturning the entire Chiyan Prefecture, almost attracting the attention of the Eastern Wilderness, but it frightened them a lot.

In addition, the ancient witch clan had already declared their submission, waving their heads and wagging their tails at the side of the high priest Yi, and flattering them.

Since then, it has lasted ten months and months, and the forces of the thirteen major sects in the entire three states of the Western Netherworld, except for the Yin Yang Sect of Chiyan Prefecture and the Corpse Soul Sect who learned the information early, only the three factions of Qinghong Prefecture, such as the Zixiao Sect, the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect, still exist in the world.

As for his stubborn resistance after he woke up after burning his eyebrows, he Zhong Yi didn't look at it at all, and he sneered.

Born in sorrow and died in peace, it is true.

While you were busy with infighting, the entire three states of the Western Netherworld were about to surrender to the evil god's seat, and only then did they wake up and resist.

It's a pity it's late!

Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation suddenly came, and everyone was stunned, and they all bowed their heads and bowed their heads silently.

In a few moments, a mysterious and profound qi in the hall suddenly descended.

Its breath is like evil but not evil, like Tao is not Tao, like a fairy.

Hazy, ethereal, and incomprehensible.

Everyone was solemn and said in unison, "Welcome to Lord Celestial!"

The lord of the shrine is known as the god of the upper realm.

The hazy figure's voice was ethereal, "No need to be polite."

After everyone got up, a word came from the hazy figure,

"There are still remnants in Qinghong Prefecture that have not been eliminated, what are your good plans?"