Pang Xian's wrist flicked, and a green sword rainbow was as urgent as an electric arrow, flashing into the air, cutting through the sky, leaving a faint white mark, and slashing towards the Qingsuo sword.

Divine creatures have spirits and protect their masters. Zhou Qingyun walked with the sword, the sword was as expected, swirled in the air, went around half a turn, and dodged the combined attack of Pang Xian's three swords.

The Qingsuo Sword is extremely powerful, like a thunderbolt, with a weak path like a light cloud, it is not weak to any of the five poisonous fairy swords. It really deserves to be the first fetish of Shushan.

At this moment, there was a silver rain below, like a silver flower, it was the Shisheng Imperial Sword, piercing the clouds and splitting the sky, and the electric drive chased after it.

One wrong step, Yan Renying, a disciple of the drunken Taoist, controlled a brilliant galaxy, like a silver light training, gracefully flying.

The two flying swords have not yet arrived, and there are five or six golden, red, and yellow sword rainbows below, flying and dancing, the sword qi thunders, the momentum is booming, and the electric switch is rushing in.

At that time, the clouds were clear and the sky was high, and the sky was like a wash. More than 30 sword lights, like a dragon surveying the sky, shuttle in the clouds non-stop, sometimes hidden in the clouds, sometimes through the sea of clouds, dreamy and mysterious, the view is intoxicating.

Looking at the immortals of the junior group of Emei, driving all kinds of rare treasures, surrounding themselves in Zhongtian, eyeing each other, and being very hostile, Pang Xian suddenly gave birth to a heroic spirit in his heart.

Back then, he was an ordinary man, begging to worship the door wall of the immortal family but could not get it, but now he can face the siege of the descendants of the same generation of Emei, the first major faction of the Xuanmen Sect, what kind of pride of the sky are they, and now they still have to rely on collective wisdom and collective efforts from time to time to compete with themselves?

"Haha! Today, I am fortunate to be able to test the Divine Passage Method with you, and it is really a great joy in life!"

"Let's take it!"

The thumbs and middle fingers of both hands are clasped tightly, and with one finger obliquely, the five poisonous fairy swords are like a divine dragon going out to sea, a dragon coming out of the abyss, and the five sword rainbows rush to the top of their heads, forming a colorful sword plate.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The sword light is differentiated, and thousands of red lines, green lines, blue lines, white lines, and gold lines, and five-colored light filaments wander and shuttle in the air. Practicing the sword into silk, as fine as dust, soft as flowing water, plus the sword rainbow is fast, better than thunder and lightning, and suddenly more than a dozen sword immortals of the same generation on the Emei side will come in and strangle them together.

Yang Jin was in the Poor Qi Yougong Palace, competing for the two treasures of Xuanyuan, and met Pang Xian's second incarnation of the god - too vain and scattered, unfortunately defeated and lost, and lost the Haotian Mirror. This time, the White Rhino Pond fighting method is determined to sweep away the decline and establish miraculous achievements.

In the face of the red silk and green lines in the sky, he raised his hand and sacrificed the treasure of Buddhism to subdue the demon, a golden-red knife light flew into the air, the flying knife was miraculous, flying in the air, and the clouds outside the four were dyed into a golden red color, the light and shadow flickered, and the color was bright.

"Sonorous...... Sonorous ......"

The sound of gold and iron is endless, the red line of Mars bursts out and splashes, and the god of Fentuo personally gives the demon refining treasure, like a knife, it is invincible. Like rain hitting plantains, the residual lotus in the wind, doubling and rolling, crashed into Yan Renying's galaxy sword behind.

What kind of Taoism did Master Fentuo have? If it weren't for the fact that the fate of the earth had not ended, he would have already ascended to the Elysian World. The treasure she gave should be robbed and killed, but in the hands of Pang Xian, it fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"That's not right!"

Qi Xia'er's nine-mouth Heavenly Dragon Demon Sword is like an electric flying dragon, rushing to thunder and ho, in the midst of thousands of gossamers, killing and coming. At first, it was smooth, but as the sword light diverged more and more, it was like a shallow dragon imprisoned and stagnated.

Seeing that the immortal sword could not be moved, Qi Xia'er's face distorted, and she roared: "You have survived the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation more than once!"

Her blessing is profound, and since she was born, she was turned away by Youtan Shenni and accepted under her disciples. Since the beginning of the path, there have been no disasters and no disasters, and after the merits are completed, you can soar.

But because of this, the magic power is always a little worse than the immortals who have tribulated it.

She stared at Pang Xian with jealousy, and she could no longer imagine that a remnant of the side door, in collusion with demons, could achieve the results now.

"Hmph!" Pang Xian was at ease, "You don't have bad eyesight!"

Pang Xian has accumulated a lot of money, the Seven Stars and Five Elements Xuanmen Split God Law Hundred Refining Yuan Shen, he has reached the level of earth immortals, and the first two four nine heavenly tribulations are as straight as idle things for him, and it is not as good as the birth of the Five Poison Immortal Sword, and the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation is powerful. If it weren't for the sake of strengthening the foundation, it would not be impossible to force the three great tribulations.

He was resolute and resolute, and endured the opportunity to be comparable to Yi, Ling, Bai, and Zhu in one fell swoop, and still wanted to further consolidate the Dao foundation, so as to make brave progress in the future and not be bothered by the level.

Hearing Pang Xian admit it in person, even if it was as determined as Zhuge Police, I couldn't help but be surprised. In terms of the age of cultivation, he is even older than Pang Xian, and now he is not as good as a descendant of a different sect.

You must know that the side-door sect has always been the object of contempt and contempt of the Xuanmen Sect!

In addition to being ashamed in his heart, he stepped up the sword technique in his hand, and the sword light that was dozens of feet vertical and horizontal became more and more powerful, splitting gold and iron, and it was unstoppable.

The Left Dao Demon must be robbed here today!

The golden cicada and the stone born calf are not afraid of the tiger, and the little stone is born, and the triangular gold medal given by the Lingqiao immortal is sacrificed, and the golden glow of a hundred zhang rises immediately, and the auspicious light of a thousand heavy spiritual rain.

This gold medal and Qi Jin Cicada's Lingqiao Jade Tiger were originally a pair, the two met, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, the wind was fierce, and the hundred-zhang Shenhu Man rode the wind and chased after him.

Pang Xian relied on the Five Poisons Immortal Sword to fight against twelve fellow Daoists alone, proud of the immortals, and did not fall behind. It was really because of his skillful deeds, but there were countless treasures on the Emei side, Pang Xian was used to being cautious, and hurriedly reached out to shoot a dragon-shaped brilliance.

Brilliant and radiant, attracting clouds and clouds, a hundred and ten zhang heavenly dragon, shaking its head and tail, vivid, vigorous and soaring. Taehao Yonggui pounced on the golden jade tiger of the golden cicada Shisheng.

Seeing that he was about to set off a dragon fight, Yang Jin, a disciple of Master Fentuo, couldn't help but feel happy, "Hehe! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

At the place where the hand is raised, there is an oblong plate of extremely bright five-colored golden light flying out, hanging in front of it, and speeding together.

This piece of divine light grew exponentially, about six or seven feet long and three or four feet wide. The disk is full of sun, moon and stars, as dense as a spider's web. There is a silver needle with a length of a ruler lying in the center, and a cluster of five-colored manganese rain as thin as a gossamer emits from the tip of the needle, which is brighter than electricity, dazzling and dazzling, and cannot be forced to look.

Taihao Longgui ate the five-colored mangyu, and shrank sharply at the moment, as if he had met a natural nemesis, the essence of the chalcedony of the sacred mountain Kunlun, and there was a tendency to change his true appearance.

"Hmph, little ghost, my aunt and grandmother have practiced for several lifetimes, and I have seen and experienced so much, how can you, the frog at the bottom of the well, look up to!"

"Teach you to be a good man today! Don't be rampant, there are many people in the world who can control you. ”

Yang Jin was full of energy, and as he spoke, he couldn't stop laughing.

She killed too much in her previous life and was miserably dismissed by the army, but now she is reincarnated and rebuilt, and her temperament is not inferior to that of her previous life. Master Fentuo, who held his own master, knew the warning in advance, and he never took Pang Xian to heart at all.

It was also Yang Jin who didn't know that in the demon corpse mausoleum, it was Pang Xian in front of him who defeated him, otherwise he wouldn't have had a slight advantage and acted like this.

Pang Xian's Five Poison Immortal Sword was restrained by the immortals, Shi Sheng Golden Cicada lifted his spirits, and the Golden Jade Tiger was even more powerful, and his divine power could not be forced.

They seemed to have seen the miserable end of Lingqiao Jade Tiger breaking through the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler, Pang Xian's head shattered, and blood splattered in the sky.

It's just that...... How can the demon path not have the slightest sense of urgency about the imminent catastrophe?