"How dare you deceive me......"

When the white sword qi was like a sea of snow, covering the entire void, everyone no longer dared to look directly at this sword qi, and the horror in their hearts was indescribable, but the Kirishima Nanfeng, or the hundred ghosts and gods, who were facing this sword qi, was aroused with endless anger at this time.

If Kirishima Nanfeng and the others have given up their life forms and become part of the ghosts and gods, for him, they will be desperate, unwilling, angry, and indescribably hateful.

He loves beauty, is arrogant, and has the identity and status above ten thousand people under one person, how can he be willing to turn into a ghost and god?

He was forced to come to this point by Makujiuge, so he hated Makujiuge very much.

Now that he is in the ghost god, everything is over, his only thought is to take revenge with the power of this ghost god, and he really feels that he can do it, and the moment he turns into a ghost god, he feels the amazing power surging in the demon body.

That power was something that even a high-level Yuanying cultivator couldn't comprehend before, he only felt that heaven and earth were tied to his own thoughts, and he felt that this world was so fragile in front of his demon body, and he even felt as if he could destroy everything......

But just when he had just experienced this feeling, the snow-bright sword qi spread all over the heavens and the earth.

In this sword aura, he actually faintly felt a kind of artistic conception that was not inferior to himself in the realm, and even wanted to suppress himself.

This made him angry and wronged!

If you turn into a ghost and god, you still have to be suppressed by that sword, then what's the point of refining this ghost and god yourself?

What's the point of coming to Yuanzhou to cause this trouble?

The burning unwillingness suddenly made his mood change, and he struggled hard, the monstrous demonic flames rose to the sky, and instantly shattered the snow-bright sword qi that spanned the heavens and the earth, like a volcanic eruption, and the ice and snow that fell on the crater looked like it had remained unchanged for thousands of years, but under the power of the volcano, it was fragile and vulnerable.

"Haha, but that's it, your sword intent is nothing more than that......"

In the next moment, this hundred-zhang ghost god roared, and the giant palm slapped, carrying the endless black demon flame, and slapped in front of Mu Jiu Ge.

But at this moment, facing the violent and boundless demon flames, Mu Jiu Ge still didn't seem to be half stunned, his figure did not retreat, let alone flash, he just stepped to pick up the sword, and the sword intent also converged, it was like glass, spread in the fields in front of him, and with the sword light slowly coiled, it turned into a circle, a perfect circle that is rare in the world, just gently circled, it seemed to converge everything in an instant......

At the moment when this circle appeared, the power of the heavens seemed to be gathered into this sword.

And this also made the power of this sword endlessly improved, as if it had broken through one realm after another in an instant.

The endless ghost, god and demon flame struck with monstrous power, but when it shattered Zhou Tian's sword intent inch by inch, the speed of surging forward became slower and slower, and when it got close to that circle, it was more like it was suddenly stopped by the sword intent in the glass......

The demonic flame and the sword intent were intertwined, grinding each other, and the aftermath overflowed, causing the heavens to shatter as if the sky was broken, and the sky was collapsing.

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......

"That's his ninth sword?"

Looking at the circle in front of Mu Jiuge, and also looking at the sword intent condensed in that circle, the disciple of the Chess Palace hiding in a certain leyline in the distance, almost screamed in shock, she looked at the circle almost obsessively, and shouted in a deep voice: "The sword intent is exhausted, from virtual to real, this is not broken, this is a sword that is close to perfection, or rather, this is perfect......"

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"Before, the old ancestor said that their brothers and sisters were both geniuses, even more so than ours......"

In another place, some people with mysterious origins also sat up straight suddenly, staring at the sword light in front of Mu Jiu Ge, and a rare expression of astonishment appeared on his face: "But I still didn't expect that how old he is, what kind of cultivation he is, and how he can cast such a sword, this ...... Is this a sword, or is it a divine calligraphy that has been extended to the extreme?"

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In the Yuzhen Palace of Yaochi Country, Fairy Yao's eyes were bleeding, but she still stubbornly looked at the sword light that was bright enough to be seen three thousand miles away, and others were already surprised and shocked when they saw this sword, but she only seemed calm, as if she had more knowledge than others, and said in a whispering voice: "Wash away the madness and return to the same realm, this is what he said before......"

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"No...... right"

Also at this moment, whether it was the chess palace ruler or the mysterious person on another cloud, they all suddenly realized a problem.

"His sword is not perfect, it is only half a sword!"

They were all very stunned, and looked forward: "It turns out that Taibai Nine Swords only has eight swords and a half, which is true!"

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"Titicaca ......"

It was also when they realized this problem in extreme horror that the battle situation suddenly changed.

Originally, there was a stalemate between the ghosts and gods and the curtain nine songs.

The fierce flames of the hundred ghosts and gods are monstrous, and it seems that they can destroy everything, but the sword intent of the curtain nine songs is round, and the sword intent is converged, so that its own sword intent has reached an indescribable state of perfection and unity, so neither of the two can help the other, and the fierce flame cannot take half a step forward, but the sword intent of the curtain nine songs is round, but it can't face the monstrous power of the fierce flame, and what kind of changes will continue to occur......

The circle itself is the extreme.

It is precisely because of the washing away of the frenzy and change that such a perfect circle has been reached.

At the extreme, there can be no other changes.

However, his sword intent has exhausted all changes and reached the realm of unity, but the hundred ghosts and gods are fierce and fierce, and the last line of spiritual consciousness that has not been eroded by the ghost and god weapon in Kirishima Nanfeng can't help but let out an earth-shattering laugh at this time: "That's the end of you, your sword intent has lost all changes, what else can you do?"

"Your sword was originally created for that woman, and you are full of hope for perfection, but you have met a false person, and she disdains you, and your sword path has lost all its foundation, and even this perfection is fake......"

Titicaca ......

With his big drink, suddenly the hundred-zhang ghost god who seemed to have been destroyed to the extreme by his power suddenly backhanded, and pulled out a peach branch from his forehead, and the peach branch was condensed with endless ghost and god qi in a flash, and it actually became like dozens of zhang long, and the peach blossoms on it also became pitch-black at this time, and fell head-on towards the curtain nine songs.

"Northern Regions Sword Master, if you become in the state of mind, you will also be defeated in the state of mind......"

The peach blossoms are like nightmares, falling one after another.

The curtain nine songs, which have lost all changes, can't do anything in the face of this sudden force.

He could barely watch the black peach blossom fall, beyond the limits of his strength, and then watch the circle crumble.

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"Is it really over?"

Under the leylines in the distance, the person who held the son of the chess palace couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

Her slender fingers, gently pinched, seemed to be pushing in a hurry.

"Taibai Nine Swords is the closest to perfection in the world today!"

"One sword, one state of mind, one sword, one heart robbed ......"

By this time, the pupils in her eyes had disappeared, and instead of them, there were endless vertical and horizontal chess lines, as well as all kinds of evolutions: "The first three swords are swords, swords are on the rivers and lakes, swords are on the rivers and lakes, swords are slashing the ugly, swords are breaking the vastness, and it is the swords that are helping him." ”

"The middle three swords are the unity of the human sword, guarding the heart with the sword, asking the meaning by the sword, and returning the sword to the heart. ”

"But the last three swords, starting from the first sword, have the intention of abandoning the sword!"

"The first sword is to comprehend the true meaning of the world, consciously realize that the Tao is complete, and there is no need to seek it in the sword, the second sword is to take the qin, songs, poems and wine, rather than mention the sword, and there are only ten miles of peach blossoms in my heart, so it seems that his ninth sword should have been completely abandoned and defended, which is also in line with his state ......of mind, and he really just wants to return to the peach forest with the woman, and from then on the sword will not be released, and he will be free for a lifetime."

"This is the perfection of the world he wanted, and he has no regrets, but later, after all, he still suffered this catastrophe......"

"There is no perfection in the world, and the Dao heart is forever lacking, so this ......"

“......”

“......”

At this point, the person in charge of the chess palace suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"It's a dead end?"

"Even if he follows his previous path, this Taibai Nine Swords, after being deduced to the extreme, is it a dead end?"

"Then what ...... him"

“......”

“......”

"It's over, is the curtain nine going to fall down?"

Each person sees it differently, and then it has its own different concerns.

What others saw was the change in the sword path of the Nine Songs, but what Fang Gui saw was that the Nine Songs seemed to have been suppressed by the monstrous demonic energy, at this time, even if he knew that he was looking at the Nine Songs with the Demon Eye, it would be possible to be eaten by the Demon Intent, he couldn't care about everything, he hurriedly opened the Demon Eye, looked towards the battlefield at this time, and then became cold for a while.

At this time, both sides, the fire of divine thoughts, had swelled to the extreme.

The fire of the divine thought of the Nine Songs, the divine light is condensed, and it converges in one place, but it is extremely bright, like a golden crow.

And the fierce god is a fierce flame, like a sea of fire.

It was a stalemate between the two sides, but as the peach blossoms fell, the sea of fire was already huge, devouring everything, and gradually suppressing the divine light of the Nine Songs, and in the end, it was still eating away step by step, making the Nine Songs of the Nine Songs collapse little by little.

It was as if the darkness had enveloped the world, and there was no light.

The difference in strength between the two sides is so obvious, what else can his uncompetitive master do?

"Whoa......

The flame of the divine thought of the Nine Songs suddenly disappeared cleanly.

Fang Gui looked at that scene and almost fell to the ground one by one, thinking that he had seen it wrong......

Seeing that the fire of divine thought had already been suppressed by the demonic flame, it was clearly impossible to resist, but at this juncture, it actually disappeared?