Almost in an instant, Feng Baopu had insight into He Jiangxiu's plan.

"If you want to take away this bloody stone peak, it's impossible!" Feng Baopu withdrew the flying sword and stabbed forward again, the sword light that flew out from the blade was even more powerful and powerful.

Suddenly, the air in the entire blood-colored world shook. The energy flowing in the air seemed to have turned into a sword qi, heading towards He Jiangxiu's siege.

Feng Baopu Shi showed the most powerful means. The divine consciousness spreads throughout the blood-colored world, attracting all the energy in this world.

"Death!" Feng Baopu looked hideous, his feet were a little, and he rose into the air. Like a divine dragon, it rushed to He Jiangxiu.

Feng Baopu's body speed has reached the point of reaching the peak. In a flash of lightning, he flew to He Jiangxiu's back. The long sword in his hand stabbed suddenly, breaking He Jiangxiu's protective qi.

"Hmph, no matter how strong the power of the origin is, your cultivation realm is too weak. The evolution speed of the power of the origin is too slow!" Feng Baopu's sword was extremely fast, and it didn't seem to waste a single bit of time before forcing the divine sword to He Jiangxiu's heart.

He Jiangxiu's heart tightened, the cold light flashed under his feet, and the chaotic sword qi and the Huangquan Holy Sword were urged to the peak at the same time. The turbulent Yellow Spring Holy River rushed from the void, and above the great river, a magnificent bridge appeared.

Nai Ho Bridge.

"Let's go!" He Jiangxiu said in a low voice, agitating his mana, and the Dao robe on his body fluttered, holding He Jiangxiu up and falling onto the Nai He Bridge.

Sou!

In the blink of an eye, He Jiangxiu transformed into a streamer, burrowed into time and space, flashed in front of the Blood Spirit Stone Peak, and directly opened his hands, releasing a strong force.

Whoa!

Huge blood stones fell from the mountain peaks. fell into the hands of He Jiangxiu. At the same time, the psychic demon wood flew out from He Jiangxiu's back, bombarding the mountain peaks, knocking down the blood spirit stones one by one.

"Eternal Immortal Ding!" He Jiangxiu called, feeling a wave of yin qi coming from behind, and jumped with both feet, rushing to the top of the Blood Spirit Stone Peak.

"Move!" After He Jiangxiu circled to the Blood Spirit Stone Peak, his arms stretched out, and streams of chaotic power and origin power immediately drummed from his fists, condensing and evolving into two big hands in the air.

The Divine Dragon Ball bloomed with the most brilliant brilliance in He Jiangxiu's dantian. Wisps of Heavenly Dragon power rushed into He Jiangxiu's arms, raising He Jiangxiu's strength to a new realm.

The power of a million ancient giant elephants is enough to move mountains and seas.

With a bang, the entire Blood Spirit Stone Peak was actually moved by He Jiangxiu. Then, the entire mountain peak immediately shattered, and countless blood stones scattered in all directions.

"These blood spirit stones are all mine!" Feng Baopu roared, stretched out his long sword, and killed He Jiangxiu again.

"Chaos Divine Fist!" He Jiangxiu stood firm in the void, the Huangquan Holy Sword was suspended under his feet, and the Huangquan Holy River was like a yellow divine dragon, crawling at his feet. Between the blood-colored firmament, a trace of the power of origin evolved and generated, converging into a divine sword.

He Jiangxiu called it the Sword of Origin.

This is the means in the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao. The Eternal Sword Technique, which is fused with the Eternal Mystic Method, has reached an unparalleled level of power.

He Jiangxiu urged the Chaos Divine Fist, grabbed this Origin Sword, and used all the strength of his body, and then turned the Divine Sword and slammed into it.

The master has made a move, and there are never bells and whistles. It's often a one-trick win, and a one-trick wins.

The victory or defeat between He Jiangxiu and Feng Baopu is in this sword.

Both of them showed the most ferocious swordsmanship, and the divine sword urged by He Jiangxiu was not a low-grade imperial weapon, the Sun and Moon Sword, but its divine power was several times stronger than the Sun and Moon Sword.

Feng Baopu's medium-grade imperial weapon flying sword buzzed, and a brilliant sword shot out from the tip of the sword. Each sword ray is a human figure, like a clone of Feng Baopu.

"He Jiangxiu, you can force me into such a situation. You can be proud. What I didn't expect was that you had comprehended the true mystery of the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao! However, don't think that with the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao, you would be able to escape! No matter how mysterious the exercises are, you can't ignore the gap in the realm!"

Feng Baopu roared, until now, in fact, he was still full of confidence in his strength. After all, there is a difference between the Qianyuan realm and the Five Elements realm, a whole four great realms, and the difference is too much, and it is almost an insurmountable gap.

He Jiangxiu didn't have the idea of entanglement with Feng Baopu all the time, and directly slapped the Origin Sword out, and then the two big hands fished wildly in the air, and stored the Blood-Destroying Spirit Stone into his own bag.

In just a blink of an eye, He Jiangxiu's Origin Sword collided violently with Feng Baopu's mid-grade Imperial Weapon Flying Sword. Two extremely large bursts of energy exploded in an instant.

Since He Jiangxiu had already broken away from the flying sword before the explosion, he was still some distance away from the center of the explosion. Feng Baopu, on the other hand, was always holding his medium-grade imperial weapon, and the energy fluctuations caused by the collision of the two forces immediately swallowed it.

He Jiangxiu knew that with Feng Baopu's strength, the energy generated by the collision of the two divine swords could not be killed at all.

He Jiangxiu also knew that even if he tried his best, it would be impossible to kill Feng Baopu. Although Feng Baopu had not yet comprehended the true mystery of the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao, after all, he was a master of the Qianyuan Realm with two sea-senses, and his strength had increased by at least twice as much as before.

If it was Feng Baopu, who had never entered the Panwu Treasure House, He Jiangxiu was confident that he would kill him. And now, He Jiangxiu can only give up.

"Now, it's not the time to break the net with Feng Baopuyu. His strength has improved too much. My cultivation is still too low, even if I have the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao, at most I can only compete with Feng Baopu, and I can't defeat him, let alone kill him. He Jiangxiu secretly said in his heart, while grabbing in the air again and again, he collected a large number of blood spirit stones into the Eternal Immortal Ding.

"Let's go!" He Jiangxiu saw a white streamer flying out from the majestic energy ripples, He Jiangxiu didn't hesitate at all, turned around and left.

"Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao, open the treasure house and send me out!" He Jiangxiu shouted, in the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Dao, the method of how to leave the Panwu Treasure House had already been recorded.

He Jiangxiu was like a flowing wind, and quickly flew thousands of miles away. His hands streaked across the void, leaving blood-colored traces of light.

Those blood-colored light marks condensed into a space formation in front of He Jiangxiu's body, and as He Jiangxiu punched a ball of origin power into it, the entire space formation flashed with a strange divine light.

Wisps of spatial power flowed out of it.

"He Jiangxiu, do you want to run?" Feng Baopu saw that He Jiangxiu actually summoned a spatial formation, and his heart immediately panicked, increasing the speed of his body technique to the limit, and he didn't care about grabbing those blood spirit stones flying in the void.

In Feng Baopu's eyes, only He Jiangxiu was left.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! There has never been a monk who has been able to escape right under my nose!" Feng Baopu said secretly as he flew quickly.

A spatial force, like a wrinkle of water waves, spread out from that spatial formation, and soon enveloped He Jiangxiu. The void shook, and the space around He Jiangxiu's body also became distorted.

Airplanes!

A muffled sound came from the air, and He Jiangxiu's figure suddenly disappeared in place!

"He Jiangxiu, you can't run away! Space formation, show it to me!" Feng Baopu saw that He Jiangxiu easily escaped with a large number of blood spirit stones, and desperately let go of the origin power in the dantian, and an identical space formation fell in front of Feng Baopu.

Before Feng Baopu stepped into the space formation, he made a big move and brought Fan Chen and Xuanxuan on the ground up. and Zhou Ziping and Murong Shaobai, who were imprisoned in the cage, were also brought into the space formation.

For some reason, Feng Baopu did not kill Zhou Ziping and Murong Shaobai for a long time.

Whoosh!

In the space formation, Feng Baopu and the three of them turned into three white lights, and then disappeared.

Outside the Panwu Treasure House, in the Xiqi Desert.

I don't know how many thousands of years the ancient Panwu Temple has stood quietly in this wild sand. Let the baptism of wind and sand always stand still. At this time, around this temple, there were dozens, nearly a hundred monks.

The monks were divided into large and small camps. There is the Xuanhuang Sect wearing a yellow robe, the Dao Immortal Mansion in a green shirt, and the Easy Sword Sect holding a spirit sword.

Among these monks, there are two others, who are particularly outstanding, carrying a divine sword, full of vigor and extraordinary strength.

These two monks are both disciples of Taixuanmen.

One of them looked a little old, with a Chinese character face, a beard, and a spiritual sword in his hand, and said, "Hurry, right?"

"It's been five days. Looking at the faces of the people in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, the Dao Immortal Mansion, and the Xuanhuang Sect, their people should all die inside. Beside the bearded monk, the young man in the white shirt said.

"Feng Baopu is the first true disciple of Lingyun Sect, he is amazingly talented and talented. Maybe you can really get the mantle inheritance of Panwu Immortal Venerable. The bearded man continued, his eyes blinking, not knowing what he was thinking.

The white-shirted young man asked, "Uncle Shi, if Feng Baopu comes out of the temple by then, should we help him or kill him?"

"Helping him, of course. The bearded man said, pausing, "Then kill him." ”

"Help him and kill him? I don't understand. The white-shirted boy scratched his head.

The bearded man rubbed a jade plaque in his hand, felt the increasing temperature on the jade plaque, and said, "It's time to come out." Wait a minute, what you have to do is to block the people of other sects for Feng Baopu, understand?"

"Understood. The white-shirted boy replied without hesitation.

Just as the white-shirted young man had just finished saying this, the hall in front of everyone suddenly made a loud bang, and immediately, a white streamer rushed out of the hall.