Looking at the Dark Temple master Ghost Xiao who was knocked out by his own punch and fell to the ground motionless, Shen Dazhui looked confused.

Although the old man is simple, he is not stupid, especially after he came out of the mountain, he was repeatedly frustrated, which made him learn to recognize reality.

He knew that even if he learned the platinum-grade spiritual technique "Mad Demon Fist Method" given by Zhong Wen, he could only bully and bully the worldly masters, and once he started a war with the people of the Holy Land Gate, it would really be no more than him, and no less than him.

The ghost's sturdy body lay on the ground and trembled, Shen Dazhui hurriedly took two steps back, revealing a look of vigilance, the spiritual power in his body was running, and a huge black grimace appeared in front of him again.

However, it was as if all the strength in his body had been drained of his body, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up, and even if he wanted to turn over, he couldn't do it.

"It's a blood-burning secret method. Nangong Ling suddenly realized.

Shen Dazhui suddenly realized when he heard this, and then he remembered that the secret method of burning blood often has a time limit, and when the statute of limitations expires, most of the casters will bear some negative effects, ranging from weakness for a few days to permanent damage to the body.

The overwhelming combat power displayed by the ghost ray was so terrifying that everyone present had forgotten about it.

"Next, it's ......" Nangong Ling looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

At this time, the battle was unprecedentedly fierce in the sky above the Nangong family's mansion.

Since cultivating the "Taisu Xuanyin Gong" and "Transforming the Spirit Love Silk", and taking the "I Ching Cleansing Pill" refined by Zhong Wen, Ye Qinglian has not only successfully broken through to the realm of Lingzun, but her combat ability has also been sublimated to a new height, even if she is an imperial veteran Lingzun like Nangong Tieshou, it is difficult to get benefits in her hands.

However, with such a powerful force, she and the Wind Venerable joined forces, but she was still severely suppressed by the Masked Spirit Venerable.

"I can't imagine that there is a young and beautiful female Lingzun like you in the Great Qian Empire. The Masked Spirit Venerable looked at Ye Qinglian's gorgeous face, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "I heard that a masked woman is attacking the Silver Ring Chamber of Commerce everywhere, could it be you?"

Of course, Ye Qinglian knew who he was talking about, but she disdained to deny it: "It's the old lady, what are you doing?"

"What a pungent temperament. A smile appeared in the masked Spirit Venerable's eyes, "Let me weigh it and see if you have the capital to be arrogant." ”

The overwhelming black spiritual mist spread out from his body, sweeping towards Ye Qinglian and Venerable Feng, if you look closely, you can find that every particle inside the spiritual mist is an extremely tiny black flame.

Ye Qinglian was not afraid, her hands were lightly raised, and the tips of her slender white and tender fingers shot out colorful spiritual silks, fiercely plunging into the black spiritual mist, and under the collision of the two spiritual powers, the momentum of the black spiritual mist released by the masked spiritual venerable slowed down, and the color couldn't help but fade a little.

The Wind Venerable on the side quickly rose to a higher place, his arms shook at the same time, and countless wind blades burst out, slashing towards the Masked Spirit Venerable.

"Not bad. The Masked Spirit Venerable had a look of satisfaction in his eyes, "You can let me have fun for a while." ”

I saw that he stretched out his right arm, and his bent five fingers opened outward, and the black spiritual mist that collided with the colorful spiritual silk suddenly became soft and loose, bypassing the spiritual silk and continuing to roll towards Ye Qinglian, so that her spiritual skills had nowhere to focus and penetrated directly through the mist.

Ye Qinglian is also a decisive character, seeing that the spiritual skill could not hit the black spiritual mist, with a flick of her fingers, the colorful spiritual silk threw away the spiritual mist and went straight to the masked spiritual venerable's body, a total of seventy spiritual silk scattered in all directions, attacking the opponent's door, limbs, chest and abdomen and other vital points.

As if giving up hope, the masked Spirit Venerable allowed the wind blades and spirit silk to pierce through his body.

The next moment, in the stunned eyes of Ye Qinglian and the Wind Venerable, the masked Spirit Venerable's body turned into a black spiritual mist, and the wind blade and the colorful spirit silk directly penetrated the spiritual mist, but they could not cause him harm.

The masked Spirit Venerable who turned into a black mist blended with the spirit mist he released, and swept towards the two of them with great speed and incomparability, no matter how Ye Qinglian and Feng Venerable attacked, they couldn't cause even the slightest damage to him.

What a spooky psychic skill!

Seeing that the spiritual skills couldn't beat the masked Lingzun at all, and they didn't dare to let the black spiritual mist get close, they had to spread their bodies to dodge left and right, and they were embarrassed for a while, and they had a headache.

A faintly invisible black flame suddenly sputtered out from the black spiritual mist, heading straight for the Wind Venerable's front door, and the old man shrewdly dodged sideways.

Seeing that the little flame was about to pass by him, one palm suddenly stretched out, followed by an arm, a shoulder, and a head......

In an instant, the small flame, which was originally invisible, actually turned into the body of the masked Spirit Venerable, and the surface of his right palm was wrapped with black mist, and with the sound of breaking the sky, he grabbed the shoulders of the unsuspecting Wind Venerable.

Pill!

Where did Venerable Wind expect that the masked Spirit Venerable's methods were so weird, and when he couldn't dodge, he reluctantly raised his right arm and gathered all his spiritual power on the outside of his forearm, forming a rapid whirling air flow, trying to resist the claw of the masked Spirit Venerable.

As for whether he could dissolve this terrifying scorching black fog, he had no confidence at all.

Seeing that the masked Spirit Venerable's fierce claws were about to hit the Wind Venerable, a golden spirit sword suddenly flew from the sky, rushing like thunder, frost and cold Kyushu, and pierced the masked Spirit Venerable's palm fiercely in a vertical and horizontal manner.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. The masked Spirit Venerable sneered, as if he had expected the appearance of the golden sword light, the palm of the middle sword turned into mist, and when the sword light passed, it recovered its entity again, "Are you finally willing to appear?"

"Huh?" he was about to pursue, when he suddenly felt a faint tingling sensation from the part hit by the golden sword light, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

The Wind Venerable took advantage of his stunned moments to quickly retreat, widening the distance between him and the Masked Spirit Venerable.

In the distance, Lin Zhiyun's delicate and graceful figure appeared, the beautiful ink-colored hair hung down to the waist, the delicate nightmare was as clear as jade, the skin could be broken by blowing, the eyebrows were like the moon, the eyes were cut water, although there was no powder, but it was already bright and beautiful, the bright crown was fragrant, the blue long skirt fluttered in the wind, and the soft silk robe cuffs stretched out, holding a glittering long sword, like a fairy in the sky, an elf from another world, so beautiful that it was trance-like.

"There is actually a beautiful Lingzun, the Great Qian Empire is really a good place. The masked Lingzun was intimidated by Lin Zhiyun's elegance, and couldn't help muttering, "A mere Lingzun who has not yet entered the Dao can make me feel pain, interesting, really interesting." ”

As he spoke, he decisively left behind Ye Qinglian and Venerable Feng, his body turned into a black spiritual mist, and went straight to Lin Zhiyun, the temperature of the place he passed increased sharply, and the surging heat added a bit of haze to the spiritual mist.

Lin Zhiyun's face was calm, the lotus feet under his feet were light, the long sword in his hand was straight, and while retreating, he shot out a Dao sword light, like golden raindrops hitting the spiritual mist that the masked Spirit Venerable had turned into.

When each sword light passed through the spiritual mist, although it could not cause damage, the masked Lingzun could feel a trace of sword intent being left in the spiritual mist, and the pain in his body continued to accumulate and gradually became unbearable.

What kind of psychic skill is this?

As one of the few Initiation Spirit Venerables in the Dark God Temple, the masked man naturally knew that it was impossible for ordinary Spirit Venerables to cause any harm to themselves.

The three opponents in front of him had never entered the Dao, but there was a chill in the colorful spirit silk released by Ye Qinglian, which already made him quite uncomfortable, and at this time, Lin Zhiyun's golden sword light made him feel a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but be shocked by the masked spirit venerable.

It can't be put off any longer!

The Entering Dao Spirit Venerable was too powerful, and he was worried that if he delayed it for too long, it would attract the attention of the Wendao Academy, and he was determined to make a quick decision.

The black spiritual mist that was originally diffused in the air suddenly converged in three directions, and three masked spirit deities slowly manifested, each of which was exactly the same as the deity, making it difficult to distinguish.

"You guys made me have a great time. The three masked spirit venerables spoke at the same time, their voices in no particular order, "As a thank you gift, I will cremate all the people in the entire courtyard, so that you can love each other on Huangquan Road and never be alone." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three masked spirit venerables scattered "suddenly", and rushed towards the Wind Venerable, Ye Qinglian and Lin Zhiyun respectively, each doppelganger was shrouded in black mist, and the arrogance was monstrous, and the momentum exuded was not the same as before, and it was actually to "single-hand" three opponents with the strength of one person.

Neither Ye Qinglian nor the Wind Venerable's spiritual skills could cause damage to the masked Spirit Venerable, and under the persecution of others' tactics of staring at people, they had to keep dodging and fleeing, embarrassed.

Lin Zhiyun looked at the six roads, and when she saw that the other two were invincible, she suddenly exclaimed: "Let's go together!"

Her figure flickered, and she appeared beside Ye Qinglian and Venerable Feng, the long sword in her hand was raised horizontally, and thousands of golden sword lights appeared behind her, and the dense spirit sword almost covered the entire sky, each golden sword exuded a powerful deterrent, and under the momentum, it created a sense of suffocation that the mountain rain was about to come.

The other two instantly understood Lin Zhiyun's intentions, one left and one right, jumped behind her respectively, staring intently at the masked Spirit Venerable in front of them.

"Get together, just solve it together!" The three masked spirit venerables did not stop, and sneered at the same time in their mouths, jumping towards Lin Zhiyun and the three of them from different directions, and the mist around them became even thicker, burning the entire sky to the seam.

"Ten thousand swords!" Lin Zhiyun's lips opened lightly, and her voice was crisp and pleasant.

The thousands of spirit swords behind him were like arrows off the string, conjuring up countless golden lights and shadows in the air, shooting at each other quickly and incompremely, and the massive sword light covered the sky and covered the three masked spirit venerables at the same time, making them undodged, unavoidable.

The masked Spirit Venerable's body was pierced by the sword light, turned into a black spiritual mist, re-condensed, and was pierced again, and so on, he endured the pain caused by the sword intent, and kept moving forward, slowly closing the distance between him and the three of them.

Ye Qinglian and Feng Venerable glanced at each other, and they also made their own moves, and the Sky Wind Blade and the Colorful Spirit Silk hit the masked Spirit Venerable in progress at the same time, and the three of them worked together, forcing this Dao Spirit Venerable not to move forward even a single step.

"It was able to push me to this point. A fierce light shot out of the masked spirit venerable's eyes, and his voice was no longer calm, "Even if you die here, you can be proud enough." ”

As he spoke, the three masked spirit venerables suddenly turned into black mist, and then gathered together in one place, reverting to one person, only to see his right hand grasp the void, showing a domineering and mighty black dragon in the air.

The dragon's long torso coiled in several circles, surrounded by raging black fire, breathing in its mouth, revealing a fierce light in its eyes, and with just one roar, it created a tsunami of mountains and rivers, swallowing rivers and rivers, and easily blowing away the wind blade released by the Wind Venerable.

Is this the spiritual deity from the Holy Land?

Looking at the body of the giant dragon covering the sky and the sun, even a person with rich combat experience like the Wind Venerable, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, only to feel that the sun and moon were dull, and the future was bleak.

"Return to the sect!"

Facing the world-wide evil dragon released by the masked spirit venerable, Lin Zhiyun's expression on her gorgeous face remained unchanged, and two words gently spit out from her mouth.

The countless golden sword lights that were originally scattered behind him suddenly gathered in one place, forming a dazzling ball of light, and as more and more sword lights merged into it, the ball of light became more and more shiny.

After all the sword light poured into the ball of light, a bright pillar of light rose into the sky, breaking through the nine skies, and after the strong light dissipated, a huge golden long sword appeared above Lin Zhiyun's head.

The golden sword body seemed to contain the extreme intent of the sword, exuding an incomparable sharp aura, which made people dare not look at it directly.

At this moment, all the swords in the courtyard trembled at the same time, emitting a buzzing sword sound, as if they were really bowing to the golden long sword in the air and bowing their heads.

Return!

The second form of the Holy Spirit grade swordsmanship "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" is also the real killer of this set of swordsmanship!