Liang Tongtian stood on the Yuan Spirit Sword that was slashed at him, and there was no trace of fear in his heart. Feeling the coercion under the Yuanling Sword, Liang Tongtian also had a surge of black qi on his right hand, ready to read the full text of the all-round master on campus.

Deadwood flew behind the Yuan Spirit Sword, stepped on the roof of the Taihe Palace with both feet, and looked at Liang Tongtian on the ground. As soon as his mind moved, the direction of the Yuan Spirit Sword changed again, and he slashed towards Liang Tongtian.

The Abyssal Spirit Sword carried endless demonic power and fell with the power of thunder.

Under that majesty, Liang Tongtian's body flew up quickly, holding the coffin and flashing to the side, avoiding the Yuan Spirit Sword. But in an instant, he was covered by the black demonic energy brought by the Yuan Spirit Sword.

In that black demonic aura, Liang Tongtian felt a chill all over his body, as if he was in an ice cave, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Liang Tongtian's eyes were ruthless, and before the abyss spirit sword was split, his eyes were staring at the hilt of the sword. His right hand quickly grabbed the hilt of the Yuan Spirit Sword.

Deadwood could see Liang Tongtian's movements from a distance, guessed his intentions, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "I want to hold the Yuan Spirit Sword." Then I'll hold it for you. As soon as Deadwood's mind moved, the Yuan Spirit Sword suddenly flew upside down, as if it were a spiritual wisdom, and the hilt of the sword automatically flew towards Liang Tongtian's right hand.

Liang Tongtian saw that the abyss spirits were flying in, and he knew that it was strange. But the outstretched right hand didn't have time to retract, and the hilt of the sword slammed into it quickly.

When Liang Tongtian was about to reach the hilt of the sword, a strange chill came from the hilt of the sword, and his whole body seemed to be frozen. And in his mind, there are many killing thoughts, and demonic thoughts are born. The body felt as if it was about to solidify in that strange cold, and the true yuan qi in the body quickly emerged, flowing towards the hilt of the sword.

Liang Tongtian was shocked, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and his body quickly retreated. The body was in the black demonic qi in the air, and he felt that his chest was extremely tight, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it in the air.

Liang Tongtian, who was holding the coffin tightly, flew to the ground, panting for breath in his mouth. The strangeness of this abyss spirit sword, although he has already experienced it once. At the moment, it is still impossible to guess.

The Yuan Spirit Sword spun in the air and slashed at Liang Tongtian again.

Liang Tongtian slashed with the Yuan Spirit Sword and sent it down. He was strangely seriously injured. At this moment, the Yuan Spirit Sword slashed again, and the pride in his heart rose again, still holding the coffin in one hand, and waving his palm with his right hand, directly hitting the Yuan Spirit Sword that was split.

Liang Tongtian's strength was in the air against the Shangyuan Spirit Sword, and it only lasted for a moment before it dissipated. After the abyss spirit sword was hindered, black energy shot out from the sword body.

Liang Tongtian was hit by the black energy swept by the Yuan Spirit Sword and retreated wildly, avoiding the blow of the Yuan Spirit Sword entity. But the black energy shot out of his right hand and penetrated into his body. Liang Tongtian immediately felt that the anger in his body began to drain uncontrollably.

Deadwood is not very skilled in controlling this abyssal spirit sword, and when he sees the black energy, he himself is also stunned. I only felt that the true element in my body was losing a lot at the same time as that energy ejected.

Seeing that Liang Tongtian had not been stabbed, the dead wood controlled the Yuan Spirit Sword to slash towards Liang Tongtian. Suddenly, three swords stabbed down, and Liang Tongtian took it with his right palm. More and more black energy was injected into his body, and in the continuous palm and resistance to the black energy in his body, the true energy in Liang Tongtian's body was exponentially consumed. After the three swords, the true essence of the whole body was exhausted, the body was unstable, and the feet were weak. His hand holding the coffin still refused to let go, and suddenly under the gravity of the coffin, Liang Tongtian sat on the ground.

Feeling the weakness in his body, Liang Tongtian's eyes stared at Qian Caiyi in the coffin again and said, "Caiyi, I'm finally coming to see you." ”

The Yuan Spirit Sword in the air was still slashing quickly, but Liang Tongtian had completely ignored the Yuan Spirit Sword at this moment, and just looked at Qian Caiyi in the coffin in his hand with a smile on his face gently.

"Dad, hide. Just as Liang Tongtian was about to give up resistance, the voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Liang Tongtian's heart was shocked, and suddenly, an inexplicable force was born in his body. Let it roll on the ground with the coffin in his arms, and the Yuan Spirit Sword fell, stabbing into the air again.

Liang Tongtian raised his head on the ground and saw a figure coming quickly. It is his daughter Liang Jing.

At this time, Liang Tongtian was in a hurry, and shouted loudly: "Jing'er, don't come here." ”

At the same time as Liang Tongtian shouted, Liang Jing's body had already arrived quickly, and at the same time as the Yuan Spirit Sword stabbed down again in the air. Liang Jing landed on the ground with both feet, and saw that Liang Tongtian was no longer powerless to dodge under the abyss spirit sword. Liang Jing was in a hurry, and her body flew up rapidly again, heading towards the Yuan Spirit Sword.

"Jing'er, no!" but two voices sounded at the same time. One voice was made by Liang Tongtian, and the other voice was made by Lu Ping, who was closely behind Liang Jing.

Lu Ping, Xiao Ling and others came quickly all the way, and when they arrived at the foot of Dewudang Mountain, they saw the tragic situation at the entrance, and several people knew it. Suddenly came quickly towards the mountain, Liang Jing was anxious, and ran all the way in front, Lu Ping was worried about Liang Jing, and followed closely behind, and Xiao Ling also followed quickly.

Halfway up the mountain, several people saw that the black clouds in the Taihe Palace were overwhelming, and Xiao Ling vaguely felt a force of attraction coming from the black clouds. This feeling was exactly what he had felt when he came into contact with the Sword Cultivation Stone that day. Xiao Ling knew in his heart that the Yuan Spirit Sword had been passively used, so he also walked quickly towards the mountain.

After Xiao Ling and them, another pair of centaurs also came quickly. The person who took the lead, Huo Ran, was Shen Wantian, the head of the Shen family in Jiangnan. Shen Wantian and the others felt the strangeness of the Taihe Palace, and their faces showed joy. They all quickened their pace towards the peak.

Liang Jing jumped up, and Lu Ping's body jumped up quickly while shouting.

The moment Xiao Ling saw the Abyss Spirit Sword, the attraction in his heart became even stronger. Seeing that Liang Jing and Lu Ping were both flying towards the Yuan Spirit Sword, they immediately stepped on the ground with their feet, and quickly walked towards the Yuan Spirit Sword.

Among the three, Liang Jing was eager to save her father and jumped forward. While leaping towards the Yuan Spirit Sword, he quickly struck out with both hands and took it towards the tip of the Yuan Spirit Sword, trying to prevent the Yuan Spirit Sword from stabbing at Liang Tongtian on the ground.

Under Liang Jing's strength, the black energy of the tip of the Yuan Spirit Sword shot out quickly. Offset the strength of Liang Jing's play, and act quickly on Liang Jing's body. Liang Jing felt a chill on her body, a strange feeling arose in her body, and Zhenyuan and anger came out uncontrollably.

Lu Ping saw it clearly in the back, and saw the black energy penetrating into Liang Jing's body. His heart hurt greatly, and he caught Liang Jing's body in the air. At the same time, a palm was struck at the Yuan Spirit Sword.

A burst of fury poured out, and the momentum of the abyss spirit sword slashed unchanged, stabbing towards Liang Jing and Lu Ping.

Xiao Ling saw the danger in the future, and relied on the attraction in his heart. Xiao Ling's body rose again in the air, leaping to a position at the level of the Abyss Spirit Sword. Xiao Ling reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Yuan Ling Sword.

When he saw Xiao Ling's action, a rare sneer appeared on the face of the dead wood standing on top of the Taihe Palace. In his thoughts, he deliberately slowed down the speed of the Abyss Spirit Sword in the air, and let Na Xiao Ling hold the hilt of the Abyss Spirit Sword.

Xiao Ling's hands quickly grasped the hilt of the sword, and suddenly a large amount of black demonic qi flowed into Xiao Ling's body from the hilt. Xiao Ling was rushed by this large amount of demonic energy, only to feel a big mess in his brain, his eyes were dark, and he was almost unconscious. But it didn't feel cold.

After waiting for a while, the Gathering Yuan Array in its body rotated rapidly, and the annihilation dust also rotated. In this rotation, the black demonic qi quickly entered the Juyuan Array along the Xiao Ling meridians and flowed into the oblivion dust.

And with this change, the Yuan Spirit Sword was held by Xiao Ling, but it suddenly trembled. The entire Yuan Ling Sword body trembled spontaneously, and a large amount of black demonic qi flowed out from its hilt and entered Xiao Ling's body.

At the same time as the obliteration dust in Xiao Ling's body changed, the black cloud demonic qi in the air also instantly surrounded Xiao Ling, quickly penetrating into his body and flowing into the obliteration dust. The whole black sky suddenly became clear. And Xiao Ling, who was wrapped in black mist, looked extremely weird.

The dead wood standing on top of the Taihe Palace only felt the ring in his hand tighten, and in a shaking, the true yuan in his body quickly flowed into the ring, and through the small sword pattern, it was transmitted to the sword body of the Yuan Spirit Sword.

The true element in the dead wood's body was lost extremely quickly, but it was exhausted in just over a minute. The black liquid that seeped into the depths of his brain was also quickly withdrawn at this moment, turning into black demonic qi flowing out. The sudden change in the depths of his brain caused the inside of Deadwood's brain to go out of control, and suddenly a blank appeared in his entire brain. The dead wood, which suddenly lost the power of the true yuan, was unstable on the Taihe Palace, and his body fell downward.

With a 'bang', the dead wood fell to the ground, and he lost the protection of the true yuan, his body fell hard, and many bones in his head and chest were cracked, and he died instantly. This Wudang powerhouse, never dreamed that his life would end in such a way.

The breath of dead wood fell, and a drop of blood flowed down from the small sword pattern on the ring in his hand, and then he saw that the ring was still trembling, and black gas continued to emerge from it. The black qi kept floating into the air Xiao Ling. The ring turned from dark to red, and finally the red faded and turned black, revealing its essence, but it was only a piece of black iron. The piece of iron shook for a moment, and then it shattered.

At the same time as the ring shattered, Xiao Ling, who had been holding the Yuan Spirit Sword and was fixed in the air, felt that the Yuan Spirit Sword body trembled and stopped, but it suddenly flew up.

The abyssal spirits all flew, taking Xiao Ling quickly across the sky and flying into the distance. Everyone only felt a black shadow flying away in the air, and the Yuan Spirit Sword and Xiao Ling disappeared.

Xiao Ling felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the scenery moving rapidly under him from a distance. Feeling that he was hanging in the air, he was shocked, and the hand holding the Yuan Spirit Sword immediately tightened, not daring to relax.

The Abyss Spirit Sword continued to produce black demonic energy into Xiao Ling's body during flight, and the body of the Abyss Spirit Sword became brighter and brighter, and the black on it gradually faded. As the black faded, the speed of the abyss spirit sword flew faster and faster.

Xiao Ling, who was in the air, didn't know how long this abyss spirit sword had been flying, and after seeing it in the sky above a valley, it suddenly turned downward and fell quickly.

When Xiao Ling fell, fear rose in his heart, and at this moment he was in the air at a height of several thousand meters. Flying to the ground like this, even if he has the cultivation of the False Dan realm and has some of the power to control the air, but at such a fast speed, he will inevitably be shattered.

Xiao Ling followed the Yuanling Sword and fell, and Xiao Ling was not very distressed in his heart. When the fall was close to the ground, Xiao Ling vaguely saw the scenery in the valley, and it was very familiar.

"Exploding the Divine Abyss!" Xiao Ling's mind flashed this thought, and he suddenly had a wry smile on his face.

He flew thousands of miles to get here.