got the benefit of a return to the inheritance of the big man, Yang Xiuming couldn't help but go straight to the two pillars of light.

Of course, the evil dog first probed and made sure it was safe, and Yang Xiuming came here.

Looking at these two pillars of light, the two big guys who were once incomparably brilliant died here, and it was not good for them to fight, which was the reason for the formation of this lake.

Yang Xiuming shook his head, that was not what he was thinking, the evil dogs immediately rushed up, probed, and fished out the relics.

As soon as he moved, someone said: "People die for money, birds die for food, and sure enough, the words of the human race are indeed reasonable......

Suddenly, a Nine Underworld Demon was hidden between the pillars of light, and with the help of the powerful power of the scattered spirit pillars of light, it hid in it.

These Nine Nether Demons look no different from people in the past, just blue-faced fangs, and there is no doubt about the Nine Netherworld nobles!

This is a trap, the evil dogs didn't find him, and Yang Xiuming was fooled.

The Nine Underworld nobles showed a fierce light on their faces, looked at Yang Xiuming, supreme coercion, and suddenly fell out of thin air, at least a seventh-order Nine Underworld nobles.

"It does ...... reasonable"

Before the Nine Immortals nobleman's words fell, he was about to make a move, but Yang Xiuming moved first, he just pointed a finger, and with a slight click, a talisman flew out of thin air.

This talisman is ordinary, it seems to be a piece of yellow talisman paper, there is nothing abnormal, but it seems to contain endless power!

This is exactly the death talisman left by Hongye Huaqing to Yang Xiuming, known as returning to the void and making sure to die.

But Yang Xiuming has used it twice, once for the White Snake and once for the Butterfly Age, nothing happened, and like waste paper, Yang Xiuming has despaired of it.

This time, when he encountered a seventh-order nine-underworld nobleman, Yang Xiuming was the first to strike, activated the talisman, and flew out all at once.

The death talisman flew out, and with a slight float, it hit the top of the head of the Nine Netherworld nobles and stuck to his eyebrows.

The Nine Immortals nobleman seemed to be stunned, wanting to say something and do something, but nothing happened, he poofed, he fell, and the demon baby in his body was instantly shattered, and he died.

Such a powerful power, cultivating for thousands of years, that's it, silently, and dead!

Yang Xiuming couldn't believe that the death talisman was really true, and when he returned to the void, he would die if he made a move.

He was also panting, so dangerous, with a wave of his hand, the evil dogs were released, be careful and vigilant, this time he almost died.

Looking at the dead Nine Immortals noble, as if they were asleep, Yang Xiuming went over to touch the corpse.

However, although the Nine Immortals nobleman died, there was still a defensive prohibition on his body, and Yang Xiuming could not touch his corpse.

The robes on the body and the magic weapons for storage cannot be touched.

You can't even touch it if you're dead!

Yang Xiuming gritted his teeth, put away the corpse, and put it into the green forest, this is definitely a treasure, I will talk about it later.

Then he looked at the two pillars of light and shouted, "Catch it!"

Many evil dogs immediately began to hunt for treasures, and this pillar of light stood tall, fishing for treasures, completely according to fate.

Sometimes you catch nothing for a year, and sometimes you touch it, and there is something good.

Yang Xiuming glanced at the four fields, above the Nine Heavens Enchantment, there were more than seventy such pillars of light, mainly the sword of the Canglong Sword Pavilion, which had died too much!

On the earth, there are more than twenty, nearly a hundred of them died in this battle, there are nine demons, there are seven emperor sword sects, and there are unknown existences, which is really tragic.

If the Seven Emperor Sword Sect could hold the heavens and the earth, these hundred pillars of light would be the most valuable resources in the future, and they could be fished until they disappeared.

It's a pity, I don't know if the Seven Emperor Sword Sect can hold on to this catastrophe.

But there should be no problem, the Sword Pavilion of the Seven Emperor Sword Sect is one hundred and sixty-three, and the return to the void is at least two or three hundred, and only dozens of them have died in battle, so it shouldn't hurt their muscles and bones.

It stands to reason that if the dragon transplantation and evolution are successful, the demon tide should end, but now instead of ending, there is a tendency to intensify.

Alas, eighty percent of the Seven Emperor Sword Sect's gang of old men who have returned to the void, it is easy to ask the gods to send the gods, and it is difficult to stir up a demon tide, but it cannot be extinguished, and the Seven Emperor Sword Sect is really dangerous this time.

Taking a closer look, Yang Xiuming suddenly discovered something.

The number of Nine Nether Demons is wrong, although most of the hanging mountains in the sky have fallen, and the earth is full of flames and destruction.

But the Nine Nether Demons that fell from the sky are boundless, at least tens of millions, but among the Seven Emperor Heavens, there are not so many, it seems that many Nine Nether Demons, after breaking through the Seven Emperor Heavens, went to other regions, and did not wreak havoc here.

"It's caught, it's caught, the master has caught a baby!"

There is an evil dog offering treasures, and it is a treasure like a grinding plate, emitting a dark light.

This is the treasure of the Nine Demons, I don't know what it is, but it's definitely a good thing.

As soon as this thing came out, Yang Xiuming found that the Nine Demons in the distance were gathering here, Yang Xiuming immediately put it away and said, "Let's go!"

After speaking, Yang Xiuming entered the water, entered the newly formed lake, followed the water-filled river, immediately escaped, swam out for thirty miles, and then went ashore, because the nine underworld demons in all directions seemed to be attracted by the grinding disc and had already converged here.

In this way, Yang Xiuming wandered here, and when he encountered the Nine Demons, he was exterminating, and when he encountered the pillar of light, he was fishing for treasure, but he didn't gain anything anymore.

Be careful step by step, never encounter high-level demons again, and be safe and sound.

Along the way, Yang Xiuming found that many Sword Pavilions were intact, just like a city, blocking the Nine Demons from the outside.

In the Sword Pavilion, the mortal monks of the Seven Emperors Sword Sect gathered countless people, but the great power in the Sword Pavilion would never leave the Sword Pavilion and would not support the battle outside.

Turning around, Yang Xiuming turned to the foot of Canglong Sword Pavilion Mountain, he remembered that in the middle of the river, there was a stupid big cave, and he wanted to go in and rest.

Suddenly, an indescribable sadness appeared in Yang Xiuming's heart.

Yang Xiuming's tears couldn't help falling, and he immediately knew that there was a return to death.

And this return to emptiness has a good relationship with himself, otherwise it wouldn't be so obvious.

Yang Xiuming's robe was lit up, and the image of the old man automatically appeared in front of Yang Xiuming.

"Yang Xiuming, I didn't expect that I would set up a back hand on you, and it would be activated.

The back hand is activated, my way is over, I should die!

Our plan to transplant a vein was successful, and with Canglong's sacrifice, we broke the Heavenly Dao restrictions of the Pulling Machine Sect on my Seven Emperor Sword Sect, and in the future, the Seven Emperor Sword Sect was promoted to the Sword Emperor, and there was no hindrance.

But our plan also failed, and it was defeated in the hands of our own people, and the one hundred and sixty-three Sword Pavilion was at least seventy Sword Pavilion, and it was against yin and yang, colluding with outsiders and destroying our plan.

They destroyed the countless powerful dreams in the dream realm in order to stop us from the demon tide.

Without those dreams, we would not be able to realistically descend on the sword god in our dreams, and we would never be able to stop the demon tide again.

I tried my best to stop it, and I tried my best to stop it, and the Dao Protector Nameless would make a move, but it was to stop the demon tide and transplant many sword pavilions in one vein, all of which were finished, and the Seven Emperor Sword Sect would be their world in the future.

I can't teach you in the future, and they won't let you take over the position of protector, you go, leave the Seven Emperor Sword Sect, go, go.

Go to the Huangting Sword Sect and find yourself in Zhenyi, I have already arranged a back road for you, and he will accept you as an apprentice.

I didn't expect them to do this for the sake of rights, everyone has been in the same door for so many years, I never thought of it!"

Speaking of which, the image of the old man is gradually disappearing.

Yang Xiuming was dumbfounded, and couldn't help shouting: "That, that, the dream realm of the dream realm refinement, they are all refined by me, and they have nothing to do with them!"

The image of the old man seemed to be stunned, looked at Yang Xiuming and said, "Nonsense!"

It seems that he is still looking forward to it, Yang Xiuming stretched out his hand, took out his sword, the black dragon underwater soil of the Black Dragon Sword Pavilion, the Eight Dragons of the Dragon Sword Pavilion to cover the Ling Valley, and the purple dragon of the Purple Dragon Sword Pavilion......

The old man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and let go of his burden, it turned out that he was not framed by the same door, which made him extremely relieved, and said:

"It's not them, it's good if it's not, I misunderstood them......"

Suddenly, he was furious, and he hit Yang Xiuming!

"You little king and eight calves, you have killed us......"

The slap didn't go down, the image dissipated, and then in the distance, a pillar of light slowly rose.

Old man of carbon ice, die!