Walking down the stairway, gradually, the old man's breath became more and more blurred, and he entered a room again.

Slightly older than before, it was a white-bearded old man, but the former was quiet, and the latter was moving, standing in front of Li Xiaoyi at this time, looking him up and down with his hands behind his back.

The divine consciousness communicated with each other, swept between each other, and when they looked at each other again, the old man suddenly spoke: "You are a member of the Kunlun Sect?"

Li Xiaoyi was still looking at the other party and nodded, and the other party's mid-term cultivation made him quite jealous, after all, the space here was too small, and the room for maneuver was not very large.

"If you can catch me, I'll let you go with a sword. The old man said suddenly.

Li Xiaoyi frowned, how could these people be so weird, aren't they people from the Five Poison Sect?

If he had a question in his heart, he naturally asked it, and the old man's answer was also very simple: "If you can catch my sword, I will tell you!"

The Heavenly Imperial Seal immediately spun in front of him, condensing nearly a hundred golden sword rays, opposing the old man opposite.

When he opened his five fingers, the old man's expression was solemn, and the sword intent suddenly permeated the surroundings.

Li Xiaoyi stared at the other party intently, shocked by the purity of this sword intent, compared to the fact that he derived it with the sword intent, it was a little dwarfed.

But the sound of collapse, hiding the sword, and falling silently, operated in his heart on his own, and the moment he held the sword, the sword intent made the momentum around him mention again and again, and the white hair on his head was also dancing wildly.

The old man's eyes lit up, and the natal flying sword in his hand appeared, and before the sword was released, the intention moved first, and the sword intent sent by Li Xiaoyi was hedged in mid-air.

There was excitement on the old man's face, and Li Xiaoyi was full of seriousness, the small room began to shake, and when two completely different sword intents raged, cracks began to appear on the wall.

The old man took a step, the sword body collapsed, swished, turned into a shadow, and the golden sword in Li Xiaoyi's hand also swung out, the last of the four sword intent true tricks, the annihilation of the sword!

And outside the underground, the fighting continued endlessly, and on the periphery of the White Tower, the disciples of the Five Poison Sect suffered countless casualties, but they were still making the last struggle.

The Daomen side is no better, the trapped beast is still fighting, especially the one before death, which can tear a piece of flesh from you.

Therefore, the casualties on both sides were extremely heavy, and Sun Biao also fought extremely hard here, surrounded a side hall, confronted each other in front of the hall, attacked several times, and was forced out by the other party without his life.

Murong Yunyan was still nowhere to be seen, including Daojing Zhenren, as well as the comprehension real people of the Shushan Sword Sect, and the real people of the various sects, all of whom did not appear again.

But in the upper part of the Sunset Swamp, above the cloudless sky, neon, Mr. Miaoke is teaming up with a black-robed man wearing a mask to fight for the death.

On the other side, in the Sunset Swamp, there are also three figures coming and going, the real person in charge of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Thunder Lao Dao, and the new head of the Tianyun Sect, are also teaming up to fight each other with a mysterious person wearing a black robe and a mask.

No one wants to come in, let alone come in, and for the monks who have been trapped in it, it is a hot water on the edge of life and death, constantly hovering.

On the ground of the White Tower, Li Xiaoyi's expression was quite embarrassed, the old man was also not much better, the Heavenly Imperial Seal had been put away, and the sword in the old man's hand was still tightly held.

"I didn't expect that the true meaning of the four-style sword technique, which had been lost for thousands of years, appeared in the world again, and Kunlun, who had been weak for a long time, should also turn over. ”

The old man's sigh did not make Li Xiaoyi feel complacent, on the contrary, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and in the competition, he actually lost.

It's not that the Annihilation of the Sword is not strong enough, nor is it because of his cultivation realm, but because of his understanding of the way of the sword, he is not pure enough.

It is completely a sword intent that wields a knife that does not enter the foggy sky, forcibly transformed, and then stimulates the true skill of sword intent, of course, it is not as good.

"You're not a sword cultivator, are you?" The old man's gaze fell on Li Xiaoyi's body again, and the latter just nodded expressionlessly.

The old man smiled: "Since you have already taken one of my swords, let me talk to you." ”

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyi's face softened a lot: "I want to hear about it." ”

The old man showed an inexplicable wry smile, it turned out that their group of people were all cultivators who had been imprisoned here by the Heavenly Domain Business Alliance.

If they have a slight disagreement, they will be noticed by the Shang Alliance, and what awaits them is that they will die and disappear.

Most of these people are scattered cultivators without sects and sects, so their disappearance is basically unknown in the cultivation realm.

And it is not easy for casual cultivation to be able to raise cultivation to this level, Li Xiaoyi's heart does not have much sympathy in the flood, and he has long understood the world of the jungle.

The old man's words did not end here, and the distribution of the lower layers of the White Tower also informed Li Xiaoyi that there were two floors in a space like this, and what it was like further down, and he himself was not very clear.

As for Li Xiaoyi, he didn't want to stop him, because he knew that he was dying, and what was waiting for him was the death battle with Daomen, and he had to fight.

The fall of the White Pagoda is already a doomed result, a person has passed, you don't have to say anything, as long as Li Xiaoyi breaks into that staircase, the old man can no longer chase, controlling their Yuanshen Shang Alliance, and even more hope that they will kill more people in the Daomen.

In other words, their lives are still valuable, as for Li Xiaoyi from the beginning of his entry here, he must have already been discovered by the Shang Alliance, so what awaits him next is bound to be more difficult.

Li Xiaoyi thanked him, and walked to the staircase without flinching, just as he was about to continue down, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the old man's hand, and Li Xiaoyi took it easily, but it was a jade slip.

"This is my experience of cultivating for many years, and it is also the hard work of the old man's life, and I hope that Daoist friends will not let it be lost. ”

Li Xiaoyi nodded lightly, put away the jade slip, glanced at the old man again, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash, the old man stroked his sword, and said with a smile: "Old man, let's fight side by side for the last time today." ”

The sound of the sword groaned, and it seemed that he could feel the sadness in the old man's heart, but there was a trace of sorrow in his voice.

Li Xiaoyi went all the way down, and after two rounds of hard fighting, he finally came to the bottom of the tower, and the two behind were old stubborn, perhaps after many years of captivity, and his heart had already been distorted.

It's not as easy to talk as the two of them before, with a never-ending posture, especially the last person, which is difficult to entangle, but fortunately, these imprisoned people, because of the restrictions of the activity area, were forced to break into here by him.

Even so, the endless darkness in front of him still made his brows furrow, and there was an extremely strong smell of blood in the air, Li Xiaoyi stood in place, swallowing the elixir that restored his aura while looking around.

Suddenly, the spirit beast bag on his waist came from the thunder and lightning bat dragon's irritability and restlessness, which made Li Xiaoyi's heart tighten, and he couldn't help frowning when he looked around......