In the center of the dark domain of the crow, the old woman's eyes were terrifyingly cold, and the Taishang Cloud Dragon Pattern Cane in her hand knocked on the starry sky, and immediately there were gray ripples spreading, the tide was set off, the dark domain was reversed and transformed, and countless flying crows fluttered away.

"Dumb dumb~"

In all directions, there was a disturbing crow chirping.

The little Qing Sparrow shook its wings, the Qinghui was proud of the moon and the cold, there was a thunder flash, the divine light was surging, shaking the starry sky for hundreds of millions of miles, and the little turbid whale followed closely, and the tail of the two pages surged turbidity waves, and the speed was not slow at all.

Seeing this, the old woman sneered: "I thought that if you had any means, if you monopolized the little fairy master of the flower sea, you would only run for your life." ”

"First, I'm not as shameless as you, the birth of the Flower Sea Immortal Lord is the righteousness of Yudao, and I will pray to save Yuling Cangsheng in the future, so you are willing to put down your face and leave a stench for 10,000 years.

Second, you are a saint, am I still fighting with you, are you stupid or am I stupid?"

Xiao Qingque did not forget to turn around and call the old woman.

"What a tongue-in-cheek child!" the expression on the old woman's face stiffened.

"Hehehe, it's a child with personality, it's not a saint, it's very good. When you can't hold on, I'll take you over, but I can't hurt you. ”

On the Huangquan River, a pair of eyes looked at the fleeing sparrow with a smile.

Thundered!

The dark area expanded, and the starry sky meteorite belts and planetary systems on the way were all shrouded, and as the flying crows passed, they turned into countless dust and scattered and overflowing.

This kind of scene is absolutely astonishing, infinite telekinesis, turning into a tangible thing, unstoppable, destroying all things, and all cosmic stars cannot stop its pace.

The clear finch roared, the wing feathers shook out a large amount of clear air, the little turbid whale also swung its tail, and the flying crows behind chased after it, the ruby pupils were breathtaking, and the chaotic chirp was piercing, trying to penetrate them.

"Emperor Yue!"

Far away, the Nine Talks King fought Ye Jue, his eyes flashed with the emperor color that did not belong to him, he was crazy, he wielded hundreds of millions of swords, the western sky was as red as blood, and the red light scattered by the emperor moon reflected the immeasurable eternal land.

At this moment, he seems to have merged with the Imperial Sword, and his combat power is becoming more and more terrifying.

An emperor sword slammed through the ages, cutting through the sky, and the chaotic qi was surging, killing towards the dark domain of the crow, which was to help, allowing Feng Yu and Jiumeng to escape.

"Don't think!"

Old Man Ye shouted, his face was wrinkled and trembled, and the Ten Directions Holy Disc in his hand rotated, like a grinding plate, quickly crushing towards the Spiritless Emperor Knife, and a dark shattered coffin emerged from the center of the Holy Disk, crashing into the red and blazing sword.

The former spanned hundreds of light years, transcending the extreme speed of space, space and the universe, and slashed at the old woman.

However, the Ten Directions Ancient Disk had a unique magic, and although it was a beat slower, it still caught up, and the black coffin opened wide, spewing out, and wrapping around it.

The two collided together, bursting out with a rain of billions of divine light, steaming and falling, flashing and being born, scattering and running in all directions, illuminating the entire starry sky.

"Thank you. ”

The gray-haired old woman smiled and pointed at Qingque, close to the end of the world, and the thin fingertips descended on the top of Qingque's head.

"The Heavenly Sword is cold and gloomy, and it has been cast for thousands of years. ”

Suddenly, in an instant.

Returning to the sky, Xuanming's colorful divine light was shining, and the fully revived girl sword spirit held her small hand, facing the old woman, and recited a voice coldly: "Bullfighting and sun flames, purple gas and clouds!"

The crisp and cold voice, the verses containing the sword intent, the two contracts, giving people a unique feeling, and the moment they sounded, the whole world faintly fell into a blank.

At this moment, Brahma Zhutian was moved, and with the chanting of the sword spirit girl in her hand, a mysterious and long-standing Dao emerged from the Huitian Xuanming Sword, and quickly rushed into her mind, making her quickly understand and understand.

Casting a sword, this is a poem that belongs to the Lord of the Yi Immortals,

And the Yi Immortal Lord is the fourth generation of the Immortal Lord of the Flower Sea, and her body is a Tianyi Begonia, it is she who got a strange piece of Yujin from the depths of the universe, and since then she has begun to cast the Huitian Xuanming!

Four generations of Yi Immortal Lord, a master of swordsmanship, slashing the bullfighting star domain, although the number of shots is very small, it is rumored that she is a top sword master in the history of the universe.

Thundered!

At this moment, ancient time and space shocked, and a peerless woman walked out of the long river of time, very blurry, standing in white clothes, unable to see her face clearly, and a rare sense of distance separated by eternal years.

Everyone was shocked, such as Feng Chen, it was incredible, and they felt that this woman had a sense of familiarity.

Jiumeng hugged the wind grass in his arms, gently soothed, and looked there with a pair of clear eyes, flashing with the grace of that glorious shadow.

At this moment, the woman moved, dusting off a thin finger.

At the same time, Brahma Zhutian had divine help, and he couldn't help but slash a sword forward.

The ripples of the Heavenly Dao slowly spread, countless pure white lights, dense and dreamy, when spreading, the world seemed to be completely purified from beginning to end.

In this light, he didn't even feel the existence of the sword intent at all.

Gentle, hearty.

Bathed in this beautiful brilliance, the starry sky of the universe has a lot of life.

However, the Wang Mu Sword Master didn't think so.

He was very frightened at this time, and even couldn't do more, he quickly withdrew the Wang Mu Sword, and the golden dragon snake roared, surrounding him, reining in the previous tyrant, and hibernating, lest it be touched by pure white ripples.

"How can there be sword power in this light ripple......

The old woman who was chasing the nine dreams of Feng Yu let out a voice in disbelief, and the dark domain of the crow where she was gradually approaching to be touched by pure white light ripples.

"Dumb ......"

The sound of crows, this time not noisy and messy, but contains deep fear.

Crows are scurrying around!

簌簌簌......

The messy fluttering sound is endless.

"No!"

The old woman's gray sideburns were messy, her face was frightened, and there was a faint ugly twist, and she let out an unwilling long relative, wanting to take back her Holy Dao Law Domain.

"It's late!"

The phantom of the woman in the long river of time and space made a very beautiful sound.

Countless crows died and fell down one after another.

Feng Yan felt that the woman's voice was really very light and shallow, extremely good, and only then did he realize that there was some movement around him, it turned out that Jiumeng's eyes were stunned, leaning on his side, the fragrance of Rulan came, and the little hand was pulling his left sleeve, slowly pinching it.

Feng Yan took her little hand and was about to move away.

Who knew that it was soft and tender under a hand, and it was even more silky, thinking that this was the hand of the little fairy master, I couldn't help but feel a little strange, and pinched her red and tender fingertips.

Jiumeng felt it, and looked at him in surprise, his innocent little face was bathed in divine light, which was even more lovely, and he didn't care if his little hand was held by Feng Yan, and continued to look into the distance.

"Didn't she realize she was leaning on me?"

Feng Yan was puzzled in his heart.

How did the young man know that his righteous and awe-inspiring words had left a deep impression on Jiumeng's heart, and with the sparring along the way, he shared weal and woe.

Jiumeng already regarded him as a close person like Shiyan and Brahma Zhutian.