Then the two of them followed, Dream Xuan and Zixiao Sect.

After the two glanced at each other, they invariably stopped fighting and retreated.

As soon as Sima Yuan retreated, several strange qi machines arrived quickly and fell behind Uncle Tai.

One of them was Sima Yuan's previously hostile ghostly skeleton.

His gaze fell on the Divine Sword in Sima Yuan's hand, his pupils shrank, and a trace of solemnity crossed his eyes.

The person who came to the Dream Xuan was Zheng Qingyan, the owner of the Xuan who was unaware of the pretense before, with his green silk bun, purple robe and green embroidery, which was quite a strange elegance.

Her eyes fell on the Xuanyuan Palace, gritting her teeth and hating.

Suddenly, his golden pill aura suddenly pressed towards the Luan, and the battle seemed to be about to break out.

A momentum responded, but it was a soft qi machine that collided with it.

"Lord Zheng Xuan, do you have to start a war with my Xuanyin Palace?"

Zheng Qingyan's frosty face was almost frozen for a hundred miles, "Xu Lingwei, you Xuanming Palace killed my Murong Nunnery Master, and I will take revenge for this revenge." ”

A cold snort came from within Luanjia, "That sassy fox is not good, who is to blame?"

"And what kind of goods are you in the Dream Xuan, Qinghong is well known, why do you want to be a bitch and set up an archway?"

Zheng Qingyan was so angry that he trembled, his delicate body trembled, and the huge Jindan Qi seemed to be about to swing the four sides of the world.

And when the Xuan Hades Palace and the Phantom Dream Xuan faced each other, an angry roar came from a distance.

Sima Yuan Huo Ran turned his head, and his voice was Cao Qiji.

In an instant, several screams reached my ears.

Immediately, a familiar qi machine and a python roar sounded.

Sima Yuan immediately shouted angrily, "Spirit Beast Pavilion, you should be damned!"

His figure jumped, and just as he was about to dare to go to the rescue, the sound of breaking the air flickered in his ears.

His face changed, and he turned around and slashed with the sword in his hand.

But I saw an old figure floating silently a hundred feet away, and the scepter in his hand seemed to be emitting a blazing light, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Uncle Tai's eyes were indifferent, "Xiaoyou doesn't say goodbye, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?"

Sima Yuan's expression was gloomy, and his gaze at him finally swept towards a trace of murderous intent.

The momentum soared rapidly, and it was the middle stage of Jindan in an instant.

The other party stood still, like a rock, and there seemed to be a mocking look in his eyes.

Sima Yuan clenched his sword tightly, and the gluttonous little beast was suspended in the air, and the beast's face was hideous, as if distorted.

A terrifying momentum erupted from the sword, and there seemed to be a change in the surrounding wind and clouds, and the thunder was restless.

The confrontation between Xu Lingwei of the Xuanyuan Palace and Zheng Qingyan of the Illusory Dream Xuan on the side was instantly suppressed, and the two of them immediately gathered their qi and quickly approached the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect with the disciples of the sect.

Everyone was watching, shocked and frightened, and Jin Dan looked at it as if he were facing a great enemy.

Sima Yuan of the Zixiao Sect of Qinghong Prefecture and the Great Protector of the Holy Spirit Sect of Longlin Prefecture finally tried their best to fight!

The fighting methods of the four sides died down in unison, and even the battle between the Spirit Beast Pavilion and the Zixiao Sect was stagnant, as if there was a truce.

The factions looked at the two together.

But seeing that Sima Yuan's sword qi swept straight away, there seemed to be a green and red sword rainbow whistling continuously, spewing out one after another, gathering momentum.

On the other side, there was a trace of solemnity in the eyes of the Tai Shuqi, and the black fog around him was filled, and the huge and gloomy ghost aura spread in all directions like a spring.

Hideous, twisted faces emerge and shatter in the air, collapsing and reuniting again, as if there was no end.

At the same time, as the momentum of the two continued to erupt, the Quartet seemed to be induced by the restlessness and tremors.

Liu Xiaoyin of the Imperial Sword Gate frowned, and Ouyang Xuanting turned his head.

The aura of the Illusory Dream Xuan and the Xuan Hades Palace condensed again.

In the distance, there are several hidden breaths approaching, as if something big is about to happen.

At the same time, Sima Yuan and Taishu Qi suddenly collided with each other.

The distance of a hundred zhang is instantaneous.

Sima Yuan raised his hand to be a ten-zhang sword ray, magnificent and vast, and the momentum was even more extreme.

Although the sword qi is short, it has the strength to threaten the peak of Jindan.

The murderous machine is awe-inspiring, and the world is turned upside down.

Uncle Tai's momentum was like a rainbow, and with a wave of his robe, hundreds of soul knives were condensed.

The swords collided, and after a deafening explosion, they all died together.

The aftermath of the scattering was like a spirit snake dancing in the air, almost withdrawing the blue sky from cracks, as if it were devastated and devastated.

The two figures were close to battle in the next moment after the sword was destroyed.

Oh, under the shroud of heavy swords and ghost fog, bursts of banging sound continued to be heard.

Occasionally, the terrible sound of the sword breaking through the air, the roar of the unjust soul, and the muffled snort of the two sounded.

At this moment, others thought that the two were about to fight for hundreds of rounds.

A sword array suddenly fell, directly surrounding Sima Yuan and the two of them in the black mist and the sword, as if they wanted to catch turtles in the urn.

A cold snort sounded, "Carving insect skills."

As soon as the words fell, the battle situation changed again.

But in the midst of everyone's exclamations, the thousand-foot Holy Spirit Pagoda resurfaced.

At the same time, the gas engine seems to be better than before.

There are almost challenges to the power of half-step infants.

Even the four factions of the Imperial Sword Sect, the Martial Saint Sect, and the Phantom Dream Sect, which were far apart, all felt a strong sense of threat.

They looked at each other, and they could see the solemnity in each other's eyes.

At the same time, the qi of his body burst out invariably.

And below the Taishu Qiang, there are also several qi machines that are-for-tat, and they do not fall behind.

And between this breathing effort, the Spirit Beast Pavilion and the Zixiao Sect fought again.

The battle situation became more and more complicated with the battle between Sima Yuan and Tai Shuqi.

A contemplative voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Liu Xiaoyin and the others, "Everyone, can you help me Zixiao?"

He Jun was eager to try, Liu Xiaoyin seemed to hesitate, and he glanced at the gray-clothed sword-robed monk beside him.

The other party's eyes drooped, and Liu Xiaoyin sighed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, a voice sounded in the hearts of the two of them, "My Imperial Sword Sect has a long relationship with the Zixiao Sect, so I can go and help each other." ”

When He Jun heard this, his eyes burned and he roared away.

Liu Xiaoyin glanced at Ouyang Xuanting, and as soon as his body was longitudinal, he directly swept towards Cao Qiji's side.

Sima Yuan quickly turned his head to look at He Jun, who was coming quickly, and his heart was relieved.

He Jun laughed and said, "Why is Brother Sima so poor, he can't even handle the Holy Spirit Sect?"

In the midst of laughter, there seemed to be several incomparable sword qi to slash the soul and split the thousand-zhang illusory shadow holy tower.

Sima Yuan was enveloped in the spirit of injustice, trapped in it like a cage, unable to advance or retreat.

At this moment, his breath suddenly soared, as if he was already ready to go, just waiting to soar into the sky.

When the opportunity to breathe came, Sima Yuan did not delay any longer, and after a long roar, three thousand sword qi immediately popped out from his body, piercing the sky in all directions.

Bang.

But I saw that the ghost fog world around me fell apart and shattered in an instant.

The two kendo masters should cooperate with each other, and even a late-stage master like Uncle Tai can hardly parry.

However, Sima Yuan is not the peak of Jindan after all, and his mana is endless, after rushing out of the range of the Holy Spirit Pagoda in a burst of anger, he felt that a burst of power occupied his whole body, and he felt a sense of weakness.

He Jun teased with a smile, "Brother Sima, I think you seem to be dying." ”

Sima Yuan's body was shocked, and the weak body that wanted to hunchback and stiffen immediately straightened, his eyes were bright, he waved his big hand, and said in a deep voice, "Brother He is too worried, how can Sima be so bad?"

Seeing that there was another person on the opposite side, the corners of his eyes shrank, his face was full of anger, and nearly 100,000 unjust souls and evil ghosts on his side covered the blue sky, and the Holy Spirit Pagoda was even more black and shining, like ink ghost fog covering a radius of 100 miles.

Seeing Sima Yuan and the others killing, Uncle Tai's momentum suddenly retracted and gently grabbed forward.

But I saw the ghosts and ghosts all looking up to the sky and roaring, as if there was extreme unwillingness and resentment.

Uncle Tai's eyes were indifferent, and he shouted, "Ten Thousand Soul Banners, Condensation!"

In an instant, a sense of shock that seemed to shake the mountains spread in all directions, and under the great change in the faces of Sima Yuan and the others, they saw that nearly 100,000 unjust souls were taken into the palm of Uncle Tai's palm.

Breathe, instantaneously.

In the pupils of the two of them, a hundred-zhang flag floated into their hands.

The flags are inky black, the flags are whirring and shaking, and the hunting sounds.

An infinitely close to the half-step Yuan Infant momentum rolled in, like a big sweep, wanting to smash all the obstructing reefs.

He Jun laughed loudly, his figure jumped suddenly, and a silver-white three-foot Qingfeng in his hand bloomed brilliantly, as if it was soaring thousands of miles into the air, towering into the sky.

An angry shout finally came, "Grasshopper Ann dares to shake the tree?"

Sima Yuan and He Jun glanced at each other and said in unison, "A battle will determine the victory?"

Then both of them laughed, and their bodies burst out without hesitation, heading straight for Uncle Li, who was a hundred feet away.

In the attention of all parties, they saw Sima Yuan and He Jun rushing away like grasshoppers shaking a tree.

A person with a blue and red black sword, the ink light shines in all directions, and a gluttonous little beast is suspended in the air, and the momentum is furious.

One person, three feet of silver and white Qingfeng, whirring, awe-inspiring.

Uncle Tai was unmoved, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand waved gently, the surrounding wind and clouds were unpredictable, and the blue sky was fluctuating like waves.

Like a rolling curtain, swept in.

In an instant, the two 'little insects' collided with the hundred-foot-high Ten Thousand Soul Flags, and one after another sparks exploded, reflecting a radius of hundreds of miles, like a colorful glow reflecting the blue sky.

A deafening explosion rang out in all directions.

Three muffled grunts rang out in unison, swept behind by the massive aftermath.

Sima Yuan and the others flew upside down, and Uncle Tai seemed to have more strength to spare, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations, he actually killed again!

He Jun shouted, and Qingfeng suddenly swelled, turning into the size of a zhangxu.

He twisted the trick in his hand for a while, and he read the words.

Sima Yuanshen on his side was shining, his eyes were scorching, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

There were crackling explosions on his body, and the sword in his hand turned ten zhang big, and his momentum was at the peak.

The sword edged forward, ready to slash.

A thick aura of slaughter permeated the Quartet.

At the same time, He Jun below was already ready, he raised his head and looked into the distance, looking at the Taishu Qi who was rushing to less than fifty zhang, his expression was calm, and his eyes were calm.

He pointed forward and said in a deep voice, "Imperial Sword Technique, go!"

Above Sima Yuan's eyebrows were raised almost at the same time, and his mouth burst into a shout, "Qing Ying Slashing Spirit Sword, Evil Demon!"

Suddenly, two whistling sounds crossed the sky, killing in front of Uncle Tai's expression in a slight change.

Uncle Tai's momentum changed, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in his hand suddenly wrapped forward, intending to envelop the two majestic sword rays.

Unexpectedly, the soul banner collapsed at the touch of a button, and the breathing effort could not stop it.

Uncle Tai's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated, his sleeve robe was waved out again and again, and the rumbling and whistling sound was extinguished as soon as it was waved, without giving him the slightest chance to breathe.

Everyone in the audience saw the firelight, black light and unjust souls exploding and disintegrating, and the brilliant rainbow fireworks could be seen within a radius of 100 miles, which was a visual feast.

After a brief silence, there was a commotion.

In Russia, several Jindan qi machines rushed into the sky.

But it was Liu Xiaoyin, who was dormant next to the Zixiao Sect, and went straight to the Spirit Beast Pavilion, and Yuan Weizhi, who was joining forces with others, changed his face greatly, watching the terrifying sword retreat frantically.

Cao Qiji had already held his breath, and when the time for a counterattack came, he immediately threw down the remaining ten or so Zhuji True Legends and flew into the air.

He laughed and said, "Come and don't be rude, the Yuan Pavilion Lord will also eat a few notes from Cao!"