Qingming listened to him pretend to be calm and said, as if he was in control, but he felt funny in his heart, when did he become so talkative? This is the expression of inner uneasiness, external strength and middle work! He couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's just, with me here, do you think you can still be alone?"

Wei Qiqi paused, the dead duck had a hard mouth, and said reluctantly: "Maybe you can, maybe you can't, you have to try to know." [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Me too...... The trapped beast is still fighting...... "He felt lost, it came too quickly, and he didn't have time to get stronger, so the Ziyang Dao people went to the last step. He can't come back, the sea is wide and the fish jumps high in the sky and lets the birds fly, leaving the Black Dragon Pond, he should stay away from Kunlun and fly away. Pan Chengnian obviously reminded him, "My Ziyang's situation is not good", why is he not alert?

"I don't want to be caught, I want to bite back, hehe......" Qingming looked at the front of the plank road, the boundless south wing, between the Tianfeng Pavilion and the Red Lotus Pavilion, and suddenly said, "I've always been curious, if you capture Qin Zhen and Yu Yao and threaten you, will you be captured, or will you be trapped and still fighting?"

From the moment Ruan Qing told him to beware of Wu Ziyang, Wei Qiqi had imagined all kinds of worst-case scenarios, and this was also one of them, he had already made a decision, and his tone suddenly calmed down, "Try it." ”

"What?"

"Capture them and threaten me, try it. ”

Qingming tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, hiding violence in his calmness, and suppressing madness in his calmness, he sighed regretfully and said, "I really want to try it, it will be very interesting, but unfortunately, I don't have time to play with you......"

He stretched out his trembling hand, his index finger lightly, and a wisp of sword silk swung out, the blue light was shining, as thin as a gossamer, Wei Qiqi had already taken precautions, his body flickered, and disappeared from the spot.

However, what he didn't expect was -

"The domain becomes the heaven and the earth, and one sword breaks the ...... ten thousand laws" The green sword silk trembled slightly, turning into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands, thousands into thousands, sweeping through the void in an instant, the vitality was agitated, and the world was turned upside down.

Wei Qiqi had no way to escape, and he couldn't help but get involved in the sword domain.

The sky is gray, the earth is gray, between heaven and earth, there is no wind, no sound, there is a quiet dead silence, only him, alone, standing alone.

Wei Qiyi slapped the sword bag and swung out a five-colored divine light sickle, and countless silver rays crisscrossed and cut through the void, raging for a while, and gradually annihilating.

There was a chuckle in the air, and a wisp of sword silk flickered and fell, twisting and circling, outlining a mirror, Qingming stepped out of the mirror, with black hair and a childish face, short hands and short feet, and a smile on his face, recovering his original appearance.

Wei Qiqi didn't wait for him to land, cast a "ghost shadow step", flashed behind him, and the five-colored divine light scythe slashed, splitting him in half from head to toe.

Qingming's body did not shed a drop of blood, and the wound healed in an instant, and even the robe was not damaged.

Wei Qiqi didn't believe in evil, and snorted, and the divine light sickle flew up and down, and silver light slashed through, shattering his corpse into thousands of pieces, but it was like drawing a knife to cut off water, and the knife passed, and the water was the same.

In the sword domain, Qingming is the master of this heaven and earth, water and fire do not invade, and the axe is not injured.

Wei Qiqi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, opened his mouth, and spit out a blue sword pill, and with a "zheng" sound, the Tibetan Snow Sword popped out, like a pool of autumn water, reflecting his blazing eyes.

"Where can you escape to me?"

Wei Qiqi said in a deep voice: "The Qing Ying Sword bears the power of time, as the spirit of the sword weapon, it urges the sword domain with its old body, and the end of the strong crossbow, I don't believe you can still stop me!" He immediately rose with his sword, and the demon yuan poured into the Tibetan Snow Sword, turning into a blue light, thunder rumbled, sonic boom was endless, and he rushed out of Xiao Han in an instant.

Qingming looked up at that little sword light, and when Wei Seventeen said the central matter, he hung up his little face, twisted his waist, and chased him to the sword, blocking the way. Wei Qiqi did not hesitate, and even collided with the sword, but was pinched by Qingming with three fingers, and pinched the Zangxue sword steadily, without moving.

The previous moment rushes, the next moment is still, from the rush to the rest, there is no buffer, the inherent laws of heaven and earth have lost their effectiveness here, Qingming is the only master, between a thought, control a qiē.

Wei Qiqi jumped forward and leaned out his left fist to hit his head, but before the fist arrived, his five fingers bounced up violently, and the five divine lights of green, yellow, red, black, and white brushed out, as fast as a spark. Qingming "Huh", quite surprised, his body was brushed by the divine light, annihilated into invisible, and the Hidden Snow Sword shot out again, and disappeared in a flash.

Qingming emerged from the void, frowning slightly, his face was solemn, he sensed a trace of unruly aura, looming, if there was nothing, obviously in the sword domain, but forcibly broke free from his mind.

After a few thoughts turned, he slapped his thigh, suddenly realized, and said, yes, it is the demonic energy of the black dragon! The heavenly demon clan, with the black dragon and the demon phoenix being the most powerful, the demonic energy is like a maggot attached to the bone, nothing is invasive, Wei XVII returned from the black dragon pool, the five-colored divine light is dyed by the demonic energy, contaminated with the breath of the black dragon, and even the laws of the sword domain cannot imprison it.

Sure enough, the arrival of Wei XVII added variables to Kunlun, or rather, he himself was a variable.

The demon yuan is surging, the Tibetan Snow Sword is getting faster and faster, reaching the extreme, heaven and earth are like a big skin, and finally can't bear the heavy pressure, first layers of ice cracks, and then a big hole is broken, disintegrating into countless sword wires, Wei Seventeen Imperial Sword rushed out of the encirclement, and disappeared in a flash.

Qingming was still standing on the boundless plank road, holding the railing with one hand, leaning on his back, snorting and panting, he raised his hand with difficulty, and put the sword wire into his body one by one, and each time he collected one, there was an extra line of wrinkles on his face. "I underestimated him, and he escaped from the Sword Domain—" he muttered to himself, "but so what?"

Qingming walked slowly towards the Qingming Pavilion.

Hit the stone wall headlong, dizzy, with gold stars in his eyes, Wei Qiqi fell to the ground heavily, his bones were sore, and he was exhausted. The Zangxue sword shrank into a sword pill, flew back into his mouth, and sank into the dantian. There was darkness in front of him, and his cheeks were pressed against stone bricks, smooth, cold, and dusty.

I've never been so tired, and I really want to fall asleep and sleep with him in the dark.

There is still a wake-up call in his heart, he is not on the boundless plank road, where is he?

Wei Qiqi struggled to get up, took out a luminous talisman, shook it, and held it in his hand. At first, the light was a little too bright, but gradually, the eyes got used to it, and soon they could see the surroundings clearly. He was trapped in a stone room, a secret room, without a portal, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was as viscous as water, slowly rising, drowning him little by little.

In this place, he once came, in the stone chamber with the number of "Guiwei" in the Ganzhi period, the vitality is poured into the body, the soul is separated from the body, the body remains in the stone room, and the soul goes to the field of vanity.

The body that has lost its soul is just an empty container, and the soul of the Ziyang Dao people is infused into it, and it is as simple as that. There is no need to fight, safe, reliable, and pretentious, giving the victim a chance to "live forever", under the demon tower, between the false and the real, eternal life.

If you want to use foreign objects to take away, it seems that the people of Ziyang Dao are really not good!

He swung his five-colored divine light sickle with all his might, pecking hard at the stone wall. "Ding" sounded, and the stone wall lit up with countless ringing talismans, the white light shone, dense as stars, and the prohibitions overlapped, I don't know how many layers.

This is the gateway for the soul to go to the Demon Suppression Tower, which is as solid as a rock and as solid as gold. Wei Qiqi's heart sank, and the five-colored divine light sickle fell to the ground weakly.

The people of Ziyang Dao have come to the end, and Wei XVII has also come to the end.