The old man in front of him was dressed in a green shirt, his face was white, but his hair and beard were as pale as snow, and his eyes were peaceful like a deep pool that had been silent for thousands of years. Even if the Sword Sect Mountain Gate was full of stumps and broken arms, and the blood flowed and drifted, it could not make the slightest ripple in it.

Behind him, followed by a girl as cold and arrogant as Zhilan in the valley, her ink-dyed eyebrows dwarfed the green landscape, and the fiery red pomegranate skirt that was tightly bound to her body made the warm morning glow on the horizon envious.

On her right hand, she held a simple long sword, which had not yet been unsheathed, but when everyone's eyes touched it, she would inexplicably feel a majestic righteousness as if it came from Wen Yu.

"Gentleman of the Sword, Silent Star. Twenty-four Bridges murmured, then looked at the old man with flying hair and fluttering clothes, and blurted out two words: "Junyue!"

Regarding his legend, the top masters of the major forces in the entire Five Domains can be said to be known to everyone, don't look at the usual look that can't move him in everything, but he is decisive and ruthless in doing things.

The "tragedy" that happened in the Sword Sect back then was caused by him, and now seeing the cold and arrogant girl beside him and the aura emanating from his body, he doesn't know which "lucky person" of the Sword Sect will repeat the mistakes of the past again.

The mockery on the face of the ink crow became gloomy with the arrival of the old man, and the space around him was also turbulent and terrifying.

The two figures on the four-eyed Kunpeng also glanced in the direction where the old man was, and between the slight narrowing of their eyes, a name appeared between their lips and teeth: "Ladong!"

The four people of the Qi Hall turned their eyes to the old man, and in a place that the other three couldn't find, the depths of Dong Canglong's eyes flashed with scorching sparks.

An old man and a young man walked up the stone steps like no one else, only to see the old man brushing his beard, a white jade wine jug appeared in his hand, drinking and pecking, step by step, between the stone steps, the ruined Sword Sect Mountain Gate Great Array was slowly repaired under a natural flow of breath.

did not deliberately release the Xuan Qi, but the wind around him was howling, all things were intimate, and the world was moved by the gestures.

The Sword Sect was high in the sky, Wen Yu, Jian Chen, Yan Yilou, Shi Yun, and Wuxu turned their heads one after another, and the moment they saw the old man, their tense nerves couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The eyes of the five people condensed slightly, and they glanced at the ink crow, and Jian Chen let out a soul sound, and then left the void alone, staying a foot away in front of the old man.

Jian Chen leaned over slightly: "Meet Elder LaCrosse Taishang!"

Wen Yu, Shi Yun, Yan Yilou, and Wuxu bowed slightly in the sky.

The arrogant girl in the pomegranate skirt said indifferently: "Senior brother." ”

This old and young man are none other than Jun Yue, the Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect, and his personal disciple Murong Yingxue.

"A soul clone has made my Sword Sect restless. Lajun Yue stayed in place, the white jade wine jug in his hand exuded an intoxicating fragrance, glanced at the purple giant in his hand, and then said, "You disappointed me too much. ”

didn't speak again, didn't wait for Jian Chen to reply, just disappeared in place, thousands of feet in the air, a figure gradually condensed: "Mo Crow, a soul clone also dares to be rampant in my Sword Sect, it seems that you are a good scar and forget the pain from the last lesson!"

Jianchen followed Jun Yue and appeared on one side, and the qi machine once again locked on the Demon Sect Sect Leader Mo Crow and the others.

With his hands behind his back, LaCrosse paced in the void leisurely, slowly walking in the direction where the ink crow was.

With every step he took, there was no thunder, but there seemed to be the sound of ten thousand thunders between heaven and earth; there were no waves, but there seemed to be mountains and tsunamis raging; and the suffocation and oppression of the sky filled the entire void like a giant mountain in the sky.

"Everything is empty!" Mo Crow glanced at Jun Yue deeply, and his face was covered with a layer of gloom: "Who should I be, it turned out to be you, an old horseman, and I still remember the gift of the year!"

The laws of space and the return of all things to the void are like two peerless beasts that have crossed the eternal river, and at the moment they tore open the void barrier, they launched a ferocious battle.

LaCrosse stopped and stood up, the two of them were thousands of feet apart, and when the strength realm reached their level, one thought could reach it, but this distance of thousands of feet was like a gap that could never be crossed between the two.

The space is distorted and collapsed layer by layer, the rules and order are disordered and collapsed, and even the Xuan Qi is disappearing, and then returning to nothingness.

The power of all things reversed time and space, and the sound of the Tao falling to the ground like glass filled everyone's eardrums.

Wen Yu and the five of them retreated one after another, because the Void Rules where they were stationed had been violently disturbed, and if they didn't stay away, even if they were the strongest Sword Saints, they would have no place to stand.

Jian Chen held the purple giant in his hand, and retreated again and again, until he was five hundred zhang away before he stopped his body, his suddenly narrowed pupils were full of shock and excitement, and everything in his senses seemed to be clearly presented in his sight: "The power of all things, Elder Junyue Taishang has actually reached the realm of 'all things return to nothingness'!!"

The three soul bodies behind the ink crow, Soul Eater, Innocence, and Wither, the black mist that shrouded them was violently vibrating, as if it would dissolve in the next instant.

A strong sense of horror suddenly amplified in the depths of their hearts and souls, and the three soul bodies felt that the surrounding space, Xuan Qi, and the sound of thunder were strangling everything.

The turbulent souls of the black fog instinctively trembled, yes, they were in fear... A panic that comes from instinct, beyond their will.

If they could see their facial features, they would have noticed that they were distorting in extremely unsightly poses.

Soul Chaser Stabilizes the space around him, and a ghost flutters its wings and whines.

"Everything is empty, and LaCrosse has reached such a state. Above the four-eyed Kunpeng's back, the Night King's lone shadow eyes showed a look of shock.

Looking at the two of them who were fighting, he continued: "It is rumored that there are a total of nine sword tablets in the land of the Sword Sect inheritance, and eight of them are all carved by the elders and sect masters of the past dynasties, who have learned everything they have learned in their lives on the occasion of reincarnation, so to speak, this is the greatest reliance of the Sword Sect inheritance for tens of thousands of years to stand at the top of the three sects, four sects, and five sects. ”

"And the ninth sword tablet has existed since the time when the ancestor of the Sword Sect created the sect, no one knows its origin, and no one can get a glimpse of its depth. ”

"Are you saying that the return of all things to the void of LaCrosse is inherited from the ninth sword stele?" beside the lone shadow, the Killing Emperor Lechuan slowly spoke.

"Maybe it's inheritance?Or maybe it's enlightenment?" The corners of Lone Shadow's mouth hooked slightly, and his eyes glanced slightly: "Your 'deity' sent Sikong Haoran to the Sword Sect, maybe you made a right choice, I heard that the reward of the championship this time is very tempting, maybe he may also participate in the mysteries of it, and even this coveted all things are empty." ”

If the two of them knew that Sikong Haoran had not only been recognized by the ninth sword tablet, but had also inadvertently obtained the inheritance of Lacrosse's soul determination, would they be at a loss.

"The ink crow controls the laws of space, and its whereabouts and trajectory cannot be prevented, and in this world, only the return of all things to the void can stop its edge. The lone shadow was filled with a strong rhyme of life and death, and his qi tightly locked the figure in front of him: "Besides, his strength and soul realm have reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and I want to leave him behind... It depends on what LaCrosse does. ”

Killing Emperor Lichuan bowed slightly, and the veins of heaven and earth were outlined under his powerful soul power: "Since Sikong Haoran has obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Killing Domain, then this is the fate that he can't escape, are you... Ready to go?"

"Prepare? or choose?"

The life and death rhyme around the lonely shadow was slightly turbulent, but he couldn't escape the perception of the killing emperor Lichuan beside him, and a sigh sounded in his heart. Since the moment he met Sikong Haoran in the border city of Qingzhou in the Eastern Regions, perhaps, the dark night has been involved in this "catastrophe" that cannot be escaped and escaped.

Under the terrifying waves, in the dark night, hundreds of killers, all of whom were hit hard, were thrown backwards in unison.

"Hehe!" Mo Crow held the Soul Chasing Impermanence in his hand, his dark eyes penetrated the layers of folded space, and sneered: "LaCrosse, you haven't grown at all over the years, are you itching me!"

Surrounded by wolves, embattled, and daring to speak wildly in front of many Sword Saint supreme powerhouses, only the ink crow in the Hengduan Continent dared to be so empty-eyed.

When Jianchen and the others heard this, they felt a strong ridicule from it.

The words were frivolous, but the ink crow did not relax in the slightest, because he knew that the old guy in his sight had a more domineering way of attacking.

"Since you want to go to Hades sooner, then I don't mind giving you a ride. Sure enough, as soon as Mo Crow's words fell, Jun Yuesen's cold voice resounded through the sky.

"Boom!"

A round of golden sun escaped from between his eyebrows, blooming with a dazzling light in the roar of the sky, and the whole heaven and earth were bathed in golden light, and even the morning glow in the sky was eclipsed.

"Soul Refining Ding!"

I don't know whose terrifying tremor it was, and a terrifying soul force that made everything shrink enveloped the sky in a teleport.

Whether it was the Night King Lone Shadow, the Killing Emperor Lechuan, or the Twenty-Four Bridges, Jianchen and others, they retreated again and again under the pressure of this terrifying soul, and even they felt that their soul ocean was actually in violent turmoil, and it seemed that they were about to abandon this body and leave.

Even fierce beasts like the four-eyed Kunpeng couldn't stop trembling and crying, if it weren't for the solitary shadow life and death rhyme to appease, maybe they would have retreated at this moment.

The fierce beast was even more prostrate on the ground, even its head hanging down, as if the soul refining tripod in front of him was not a desolate beast, but a spirit that traversed the plane of the continent.

All the people in the Thousand Miles Land of the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, at the moment when the roar of the Soul Refining Ding sounded, those injured Xuanzhi all spat blood from their mouths, their eyes were full of gold stars, and the Xuanzhi who was lying on the ground and kneeling, their fragile nerves, muscles, and souls were all convulsive and convulsive.

The fierce birds and beasts on the top body slaughtered the sky, the white clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the veins of the mountains and rivers also bloomed with the devouring power of killing souls.

The Soul Refining Ding crossed the chasm between the two of them, and a devouring force like a devastating force descended on the top of the crow's head.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a pitch-black spear pierced the void and slammed into the body of the Soul Refining Ding.

A man also wearing a black and white robe appeared in everyone's sight, the same recklessness and contempt for the world!

"Ink crow?"

"It's... How could there be two Demon Sect Sect Masters?"

"Split Dome Spear, is this the second clone of the Ink Crow!?" Wen Yu's eyes narrowed suddenly, his pupils shrunk to the size of a pintip, and he looked at the figure holding the spear in shock.

The Soul Refining Ding hummed fiercely, it was unusually angry, and while flying backwards rapidly, it wanted to attack again, but was forcibly recalled by a soul voice.

"Crow, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" the Night King's lone shadow snorted, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, a hundred miles in a radius, a sky-covering array immediately took shape at the moment when the two fingers of the Emperor Forgetting Chuan struck out.

Jun Yue, Wen Yu and others rushed up and offered the strongest killing moves.

"Click!"

The Split Dome Spear, chasing the soul impermanently, was held in the palm of the palm of the first and second clones of the ink crow, and the space in front of him was suddenly torn apart.

The first doppelganger rolled up the three soul bodies behind him, protecting Xiao Tian from escaping into the void, and the second doppelganger also followed.

At the moment when the space closed, the Night King's lonely shadow, the Sword Sect Supreme Elder Jun Yue saw the ink crows suddenly look back, and glanced at them lightly.

No warning, no emotion, no anger... But it feels extremely cold to everyone.

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