Nothing is over yet! Mo Yifeng, who was transformed into a huge flying sword, swung wind and thunder in the air, and on the broad sword body, holes the size of a skull appeared impressively, and countless dense cracks spread out in all directions, covering the entire sword body. In the face of the legendary powerful assassination sword, even the congenital Dao fetus could not withstand it. In the end, it is just a congenital Dao fetus, if Mo Yifeng can break through the realm and achieve the innate Dao body, I am afraid that today's sneak attacker will be broken and sunk in the sand, and there will be no return.

"Convergence!" Wuyunzi was terrified, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. As a junior and younger brother, the friendship of hundreds of years is deeper than that of his own brother, how can he not know what he is thinking in his heart? Obviously, in the face of this desperate situation, Mo Yifeng has already started to think desperately.

As soon as he raised his hand, twelve golden rays flashed, and the elixir that floated with the figure in the fairy music flew out of his sleeve, and it was the infinite son that exhausted all his net worth and strength, coupled with the filial piety offered by Gan Ping, to refine a furnace of the best elixir, only one step away from the legendary elixir.

"That's all I can do!" In such a scene, the boundless man who is not good at fighting knows that even if he rushes forward, it is just to add to the chaos, and he can only do his best in this way. Twelve top-grade elixirs, even in the fairy world, are the flesh and bones of the living dead, and everyone is the object of competition. The boundless son is so big, everyone can't help but marvel, and many people's eyes can't help but heat up when they look at him, this boundless son, can already refine such a level of elixir?

Feeling the gaze behind him, Wuyunzi couldn't help sneering in his heart, even if Miao Chengzong was defeated, he would not be the one who stole his life, these people's ideas to knock him down, I am afraid that they miscalculated! Twelve top-grade elixirs flew all over the sky, and Wuyunzi just moved his fingers and pointed out. "Boom!

Twelve top-grade elixirs erupted one after another, converging into a small golden sun, which suddenly merged into Mo Yifeng's huge sword body, like flowing golden juice, covering and repairing the scarred sword body. With the help of these twelve top-grade elixirs, Mo Yongfeng's momentum that had originally risen to the peak suddenly jumped again, and there was a faint trend of breakthrough.

At this moment, the terrifying sword light had already come to the Great Array of World-Destroying Divine Light, and the layer of five-colored smoke that hundreds of thousands of monks kept besieging without damaging half a cent began to clatter and shatter, and where the sword light passed, everything turned into powder. Through the thin smoke screen, everyone could clearly see the scene outside the big array, and the empty space that was seven or eight miles wide made everyone take a breath.

Thirty miles away, the Changmei Patriarch stood proudly, and in front of him, there was a vacuum area seven or eight miles wide, stretching until this Yulong Mountain. Just now, this direction is the main force besieging Miao Chengzong, crowded with people, I don't know how many monks there are, but now they have been turned into powder by this sword!

Ruthless to the enemy, even more ruthless to his own people! Obviously, this long-eyebrow patriarch is already like a stone, and regards all living beings as ants. This sword killed nearly 300,000 monks from his own side, but the power was not lost by half a point, and it slashed fiercely on this world-destroying divine light array. If it's really under Taiyi, it's all ants!

Boom! With this sword fell, everyone felt the terrible coercion, and the disciples who were guarding everywhere in this array turned into a cloud of blood mist one after another, and they were crushed by this terrible power! The terrible pressure enveloped the entire Yulong Mountain, and everyone was desperately resisting, Taiyi Peak, Half-step Xingjun!

This long-eyebrow ancestor has obviously reached the realm of looking down on the world, but I don't know why he actually found the head of Miao Chengzong, if it is because the descendants were killed by the descendants of Miao Chengzong, the people who plan to be present do not believe it. Seeing this kind of scene, many people who were active immediately started to retreat, helpless, this matter is too big, it has obviously involved the disputes of the major forces in the fairy world, and it is not for any of them to participate.

However, others have reasons to retreat, but there is no way out for the real people without anger, and if they take a step back, they will be destroyed and the inheritance will be cut off. Compared with their own death, Wufu Zhenren and others are more worried that the Miao Chengzong lineage will be cut off. "Regardless of identity, shameless villain! Don't you think that my Tongtian Sword Sect will not have the support of elders?" The corners of Jian Yi's mouth had already left red blood stains, and a faint blue light bloomed above his head, fluttering above, but he was suppressed by this terrible sword light, and it was difficult to rush into the sky.

As long as he can release this sword light, the elders of his own immortal realm will come out to support him, but what no one expected is that this sword talisman that was supposed to turn the tide when the sect is destroyed was suppressed and difficult to break free. It's no wonder that the elders who passed down this sword talisman back then would not have thought that there would be a half-step star monarch's power in this human realm, and it was even suppressed with sword light, and even this sword talisman was difficult to break free.

With the sword of the Changmei Patriarch stabbing down, a sigh seemed to come from the sky, and the originally colorful streamer sky immediately dimmed, as if there was a powerful move, temporarily closing the connection between the human world and the immortal world, and covering up this sect extermination. The giant sword that Mo Yongfeng turned into was trembling constantly at the moment, emitting a buzzing sword sound.

And the Iron Gate Sect monk who attacked him had already sat cross-legged on the spot. One failed blow, and the ghost shadow sword that had been practiced for more than a thousand years broke, and at the same time, the vitality of this sword cultivation was destroyed, and everyone did not do it at all, at this moment, it was like a hornet that had lost its tail needle, and died on the spot.

And at this time, the brilliant sword light had reached the top of his head, and the Great Array of Divine Light of the World, which was safe and sound under the siege of countless monks, just touched this sword light, it shattered, and turned into a sky of vitality and scattered, and Mo Yongfeng, who was in the middle of the large array, bore the brunt of the blow, the sun and moon Qiankun pot in the palm of his hand could not bear the pressure and burst violently, and Mo Yongfeng, who was at this moment, had already turned into a sword body, and the chaotic fragments only rubbed out sparks on the dark sword body, and then turned into nothingness.

However, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi carried in this pot exploded immediately, and before he had time to think about it, Mo Yifeng shouted and detonated this Yuan Qi, and the World Destroying God Light Array, which had already collapsed, actually closed again. Only a formation master of Mo Yifeng's level could turn this scattered vitality into treasure and replace it with someone else under such circumstances, and he was already at a loss.

The layers of light rushed towards the sword light, but like butter under the scorching blade, it was easily cut away by the sword light and came to the top of Mo Yifeng's head.

Boom! First of all, one of the disciples who had set up the formation couldn't hold on, struggled to get up his body, blew up his own Yuan Infant, and sent out a final attack towards the sword light. In the face of such a devastating force, perhaps the one who can make a choice is his own way of death, right? As if reminding everyone, many Miaocheng Sect monks below immediately picked up their flying sword magic weapons, and moths rushed towards this sword light.

This is the Yulong Mountain where they were born and grew up, this is the place where they have had joy and sorrow, and this is a pure land at the bottom of the center of their troubled times. The last time Miaocheng Sect retreated, it had already made these disciples sad in their hearts, and at this moment, there was no way out, and everyone burst out with the blood in their hearts. What about Taiyi True Immortal? Even if it is death, I will bite you down!

First is the talisman magic weapon, then the flying sword in the palm, and finally the own Yuanying Jindan! Countless disciples of Miaochengzong have shown their bloody nature in front of the world, and composed a tragic song that resounded through the world with flesh and blood.

"There are scholars like this, why worry about the sect is not prosperous! It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time!" The old man without anger burst into tears, looking up to the sky and sighing, and Mo Yifeng, who was mottled and cracked in the sword body in mid-air, was burning at this moment, and the almost transparent Nanming Lihuo gathered the medicinal liquid turned by the twelve best elixirs into a ball, and it was integrated into the body, shrouded in a layer of golden light on the huge sword body, under this terrible pressure, this Nanming Lihuo actually had a step again.

"Fight!" At this moment, there is a fire burning in Mo Yifeng's chest, forgetting all the personal feelings of his children, forgetting all the honor and disgrace and sorrow, at this moment he is an earth-shattering sword, this sword, beyond the peak of the sword path he perceives, beyond all the perception of existence, in the face of this sword that cannot be resisted at all, the sword soul of Mo Yifeng's heart rose and burned again, bursting out!

Countless disciples of the Miaocheng Sect rushed towards the sword light like moths fighting fire, playing a long song of flesh and blood in the air, and Mo Yifeng was like a torch burning in the sky, turning into a giant sword to the sky, sweeping towards the terrifying sword light! "Worry-free and cherish the world, and cut off everything without a blade! Gan Ping, you are optimistic, this style has no edge!"

For a long time, the swordsmanship that Mo Yongfeng taught to Gan Ping was inherited by the Miao Cheng Sect, and Mo Yongfeng was known as a master of swordsmanship, but he was only a faction of his own, and he did not have the realm of reaching the peak of the sect. However, at this moment, the brilliant sword light was not inferior to the sword of the Changmei Patriarch, the halo was restrained, mixed like nature, without blades and blades, but invincible.

Mo Yongfeng officially used all his strength to interpret the essence of this sword to Gan Ping, and he knew that only Gan Ping, who had inherited his mantle, could learn his most proud and gorgeous sword moves. To be able to send out this sword, this life, is enough!

"No!Convergence!" The Miao Cui Peak in the distance exploded, and an emerald green figure let out a heart-rending shout, when Wuyin felt the terrifying power break through, the last thing he saw in his eyes was Mo Yongfeng's body turned into a giant sword, stopping the sword light that could extinguish the entire Yulong Mountain.

"Boom-" The crying sounded, although the chaotic world divine light array was broken, but Yulong Mountain still had several major arrays to protect, Mo Yifeng's desperate resistance, and this Taiyi True Immortal peak sword light collided, although the aftermath was in the sky above Miaocheng Sect, but it did not have the previous power, scattered and difficult to condense, and did not have much impact on the people in the main gate, but those many scattered small sects besieging Yulong Mountain were in bad trouble, they did not have the protective array supported by countless spiritual veins of Miaocheng Sect, in the face of this terrible sword qi storm, the fragile is not much better than white paper。