Tens of thousands of rays of light radiated, turning into a mighty momentum and rushing towards the outside of the sect.

However, the person who took the lead was not from the Zixiao faction.

But he heard two loud laughter outside the sect, "Cubs of the Evil God Temple, you also have today!"

"Sons, kill with me!"

A thick, domineering and irascible voice sounded, "The barbarian barbarian sheng has seen all the Daoists of Zixiao and the Daoists of the Qinghong faction!"

As soon as these words fell, the face of the leader of the Evil God Palace, who was fleeing rapidly, changed greatly, and he hissed and roared, "Southern Barbarian, you dare to oppose my Divine Palace, you deserve to die!"

Suddenly, two mighty auras filled the entire Zixiao Sect.

Chase and kill the people of the Divine Palace.

Sima Yuan's eyebrows moved, and he shouted loudly, "Daoist friend Mansheng, thank you Daoist friend for Zixiao of Sima Yuan Dynasty!"

At the same time, the incomparable torrent within the Zixiao Sect caught up with the people of the Evil God Palace in an instant.

Under their horrified eyes, the disciples of the Zixiao Sect pounced like wolves.

Before long, nearly more than a dozen strong cross-air machines came together.

The person at the head is the Jin Dan led by Chen Qingwan, Zhu Mao, Ye Qingshan and others.

With a bang, thousands of feet in the sky, several powerful qi machines turned into a huge cage, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

The sky trembled, the four directions surged in, and a vibrating voice sounded, "Where is the sword soul of the sword peak?"

In an instant, under the horror of the Imperial Sword Gate that stayed above the Sword Peak Sword Pavilion, I saw that on the silent and nameless Sword Cliff, thousands of illusory figures rushed out in an instant, heading straight for the figure headed by everyone.

In the green mist, I saw that the man stepped on the hideous dragon head, holding the green red sword, and made a light move towards the sword peak.

Thousands of illusory figures roared in, and nearly eight thousand sword souls rushed straight to the young figure under the leadership of several mighty qi machines.

saw his figure jump out of the green mist directly, and threw the green red long sword in his hand lightly.

With a bang, the long sword fell into the wave of sword souls, and the tide of sword souls turned into a sharp sword and pierced the direction of the Evil God Palace.

The huge sword soul power above turned into a heavenly sword, which was less than a hundred feet away from the person who led it.

The distance of 100 zhang is just a moment.

In the roar of the dark black robe, the long sword pierced through his chest, and under his rage, it fell violently among the retreating disciples of the Evil God Palace.

Immediately, there were bursts of screams, unwillingness, and cursing.

The man looked up to the sky and roared, "Sima Xiao'er, you dare to kill the people of my Divine Palace, you will be endlessly hunted down by the Divine Palace!!"

Sima Yuan stepped out in one step, stretched out his hand, and the huge sword body suddenly shrank, and his mouth burst into the mouth again, "Where is the sword spirit?"

In an instant, Huo Shaoyang of the Sword Pavilion turned around suddenly, as if he was facing a great enemy, on the Sword Mound Mountain, nearly 10,000 long swords trembled and soared into the sky, rising from the ground.

Under its shock, nearly 10,000 short swords, remnant swords, dark swords, and death swords bloomed again, gathering the young figure in the sky.

Ten thousand swords converge, like a dragon and a tide.

Sima Yuan's sword light was shining all over his body, and the sword soul aura of the green and red long sword in his hand that made Yuan Ying numb dispersed.

His gaze fell on the figure that had been called before, his gaze was as cold as iron, and his eyes were full of evil energy.

When the man raised his head suddenly, his eyes showing horror, Sima Yuan slowly pointed down and said sharply, "Heavenly Sword, slay the evil demon !!"

Suddenly, ten thousand swords roared down, and the sword soul was all over the purple sky.

Under the shock of the factions and the horror of Yuan Ying, after the man looked up to the sky and roared and let out an extreme unwillingness, the torrent of ten thousand swords passed by again.

After breathing, the clearing was completely cleared.

The real person of the Evil God Palace who was suspected to be the Yuan Infant was no longer there.

The hundreds of disciples of the Evil God Palace below were completely wiped out, and their bones were gone.

Inside and outside Zixiao, there was a deathly silence at first, and then there was an uproar, completely boiling.

This is the essence of Sword Peak!

Sima Yuan withdrew the Divine Sword and pointed downward, "Kill!"

Zixiao everyone shouted in unison, "Kill!"

The torrent dispersed violently, and the Venerable Jindan Venerable Qi Qi shook, and above the thousands of feet in the sky, several vast qi machines were facing each other.

Zixiao sent the White Tiger to guard the opposite one

The rickety old man with a gloomy face suddenly left the range of engagement, but saw that he was dressed in gray and his eyes were grim.

The gaze that looked at the disciples of the Zixiao Sect was particularly resentful and hateful, and the gaze that glanced at Sima Yuan was even more extremely resentful.

That person was Xu Sui of the Xuanyuan Palace who had been rescued by the evil god a few days ago.

Xu Sui pointed at Sima Yuan and said sharply, "Sima Yuan, if you rob me of my true banner and take my concubine, I will ask you to repay it twice today!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly rose, and his breath soared rapidly.

An ancient aura of divine soul seemed to be quietly awakening.

As soon as this breath came out, on the green and red long sword, thousands of sword souls trembled in unison, as if they were frightened and uneasy.

A hundred miles of spiritual machines suddenly gathered, and countless lonely souls and wild ghosts emerged from the ground one after another, roaring loudly and flying towards the divine soul above Xu Sui's head.

In an instant, under the exclamation of everyone, its momentum reached the peak of Jindan.

Immediately, in Sima Yuan's pupils, a light breaking sound sounded, and that breath went up to a new level, reaching the true realm of Yuanying!

The White Tiger Guard was instantly shocked by it, and a painful moan came out of his mouth.

The gaze of the divine soul shifted and landed on the Qilin Zhenshou.

The unicorn immediately snorted and took dozens of steps back, and the shadows that had been shrouded for many years dissipated a lot.

An eagle's cry sounded, and the spirit reached out and grabbed it, and the wails resounded in all directions, and the blood was blue in the sky.

Sima Yuan looked up to the sky and roared, "Soul refining!"

A shadow of a banner lined up in all directions, and in the midst of the whirling and dancing of the shadowy flying banner, a humanoid true spirit jumped out of the black mist and shouted towards the huge soul shadow in the sky,

"Close!"

The flying flags shook in unison, and the whistling sound spread all over the world, and under the attention of everyone, the majestic soul shadow suddenly snorted coldly.

It was as if a huge force poured down, and the sound of flying flags clicked.

Under the horror of everyone, the flying banner exploded with a bang, and the humanoid true spirit screamed miserably, and its figure was shaky, almost collapsing.

Sima Yuan's face changed greatly, and a weakened voice came from his ears, "It's the 'Heavenly Soul' of the Xuan Netherworld Palace!"

The peaks of the Zixiao Sect shook, and everyone gasped in unison, "That's, that's definitely not Yuanying." ”

Some people's faces were shocked, as if they had realized, and then their faces changed drastically, and they turned pale.

He muttered to himself, "Heavenly Soul, the Heavenly Soul, one of the three true souls of the Xuanying Palace!"

Someone woke up, "The Heavenly Soul was formed after the fall of the half-step Heavenly Realm, and when it was in its heyday, it was comparable to the existence of the Heavenly Realm!"

"Who is that man, who can summon the heavenly soul. ”

Someone had solemn eyes and muttered to himself, "Xuan Xuan Palace Supreme Elder Xu Sui."

The three true souls of the Xuan Hades Palace, among them, the banner spirit is the human soul, and the earth soul has long been gone, and the heavenly soul is not visible when it is not a matter of sect destruction.

And Xu Sui invited this existence in order to attack Zixiao, and his wolf ambition was clearly revealed.

Suddenly, when Sima Yuan quickly retracted the flag, and when Xu Sui laughed wildly, the eyes of the true soul suddenly blaze.

Like the brilliance of the sun, like two mixed fireballs, bursting with dazzling light.

Sima Yuan was terrified, and his figure quickly retreated without hesitation.

However, at some point, above his head, a wide giant palm with a size of dozens of zhang was violently suppressed with a terrible sound of breaking the air, rumbling and vibrating.

Sima Yuan suddenly felt shortness of breath, his face turned red, and a fatal life-and-death crisis surged into his heart.

This crisis is comparable to the time when you meet an evil god, and it is even more rapid, like a raging storm, like a thousand thunderbolts.

In an instant, under the roar of the majestic force, Sima Yuan was struggling to move an inch.

At this critical moment, on the verge of death.

There seemed to be a roar between heaven and earth, like a giant fist smashing suddenly.

The Soul Shadow Giant Palm exploded with a bang, and its huge body shook several times, and a few muffled snorts came out.

Everyone immediately raised their heads, but saw a huge wild and arrogant figure quietly appear in the sky above Zixiao in the direction of the barbarians on the side.

That figure was a hundred feet high, majestic and huge, terrifying, surging and mighty.

The Zixiao factions gasped and lost their voices, "Barbarian God! That's a barbarian god!"

Sima Yuan

Looking up, he saw that the tall and majestic figure of the barbarian god occupied the entire sky, and the Zixiao faction was in high spirits.

The soul shadow turned around and roared, and immediately slapped it with a palm.

The barbarian god is nearly 100 feet tall, wide and strong, and has a rough and savage aura.

Its forehead is as wide as the original, its eyes are as big as the round sun, its nose is like a mountain, the double caves are rough and have a whirlwind, and the majestic shoulders are enough to provoke the entire Zixiao Sect.

The arms that were dozens of feet thick were clenched into fists, like a giant spirit god holding up the heavens and the earth, making the Quartet shocked and screamed.

Seeing the soul shadow attacking, the barbarian god suddenly went crazy, and roared angrily in his mouth.

A momentum that shook the heavens and the earth exploded, and then the barbarian god began to step forward.

Knock, knock, knock.

The pace gradually accelerated, and the momentum became more and more powerful, and the suffocating momentum that leaned like a mountain instantly shocked the inside and outside of Zixiao.

Suddenly, the eyes of the entire Zixiao were all cast on the barbarian god, with expectation, horror and worship in their eyes.

At the same time, as soon as the barbarian priest appeared, it attracted the attention of the entire Qinghong.

In the direction of the Imperial Sword Gate, under the ground, there seems to be a hundred-zhang giant sword about to break through the ground.

In the Martial Saint Sect, the five mountains shook in unison, as if they were standing upright.

Far away in Xuan Mengxuan, a quiet and peaceful little fairy seemed to have a terrifying spirit in his body that was about to recover, and immediately alarmed the Taishang Elder Peach God Dazhen.

After half a breath, her figure quietly appeared behind the little girl, looking respectful and uneasy.

Then, above the ruins, in a suspended palace, an ethereal figure slowly opened its eyes.

The gaze is indifferent, high up, like looking down on all living beings for a long time.

At this time, the barbarian god and the heavenly soul finally collided.

Suddenly, under the purple sky, a soft light shield flashed, blocking this terrifying impact to the outside.

As for Zixiao's disciples, who had already retreated into the light shroud, the Evil God Palace subordinates had already fled thousands of miles away.

Even so, there were still hundreds of disciples who were frightened and shocked and completely wiped out.

It is like a natural disaster that descends on the world, and the mountains and the earth crack, and it is more like a battle of the gods, and all things are destroyed.

The Venerable Master Jin Dan was instantly scattered, and the real person of Yuan Ying still could not escape death.

It was only at this time that the Zixiao Sect came to its senses, and it was particularly frightened and frightened when it looked at the two majestic qi machines, and they were terrified.

Under the collision of the two mighty qi machines, the figure slowly appeared on the side, Xu Zhimei's eyes were cold, staring closely at the shadow in front of her.

Zhuge Xun's deep eyes swept Sima Yuan, "Can Elder Sima agree to the old man?"

Sima Yuan was silent for a moment, "Senior, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it."

Zhuge Xun's expression softened, "Shenxiao Heavenly Sect will still be handed over to you after all, and the old man hopes that Sima Daoyou will not let me wait for death without turning a blind eye." ”

Sima Yuan Huo Ran turned his head, but saw Zhuge Xun's body turn into a void and gradually dissipate.

He immediately said urgently, "No!"

But I saw an old figure stepping out of the spirit cover, walking towards the heavenly soul like a moth to a fire.

Walking slowly, his figure was sluggish, but there was a loud laugh from his mouth, "Xiao Xiaojuni, dare to offend my Shenxiao Heavenly Sect?"

The disciples of the Zixiao Sect mourned, and the eyes of the various factions were shocked.

Suddenly, an elegant voice resounded in all directions, "Zhuge swears that all the disciples of my Heavenly Sect are like dragons."

Sima Yuan's face changed drastically, and Zixiao's disciple's eyes showed sadness.

Suddenly, a strange power blessed Zixiao's disciples, like divine help.

Zhuge Xun finally glanced at the Zixiao Sect, and when he turned his head again, he chanted, "Zhuge vows that there will be no more demons and evil in the world."

In an instant, the heavenly soul trembled like a sieve, and roared angrily in his mouth.

In the direction of the Evil God Palace, the ethereal figure finally got up, but immediately stumbled a few times.

Above the ruins, it was gray.

Today, the Supreme Elder of the Zixiao Sect incarnated as a Dao, seriously injured the Heavenly Soul of the Xuan Netherworld Palace, and cut off the luck of the Evil God Palace.

The Heavenly Soul was defeated, and the Evil God Palace attacked, and the three primordial infants died and escaped.

On the same day, Zixiao united with the Imperial Sword Sect, the Martial Saint Sect, and the Barbarian Clan of Chiyan Prefecture to conquer the Evil God Palace.

In Qinghong, smoke is everywhere again.