"What the hell is going to change?"

Mu Sanqian, who showed his head out of the water, looked at the black pressure above his head, and the darkness was a little lower, and the Buddha would cover the entire Danyang Lake.

The spirit Jiao's vitality disappeared little by little, but the strange thing was that its huge body did not sink to the bottom of the lake, but floated on the surface of the water like this.

"The bull's nose keeps saying that he wants to kill the demon and accumulate virtue, but the matter of eliminating the demon is not necessarily a good deed, not to mention that the Heavenly Dao Zhaozhao has its own intentions, how can it be that I can understand it thoroughly by ordinary people?"

Since Po Xuan finally got his wish, found Chongyangzi, and also led out the spirit Jiao at the bottom of Danyang Lake, and killed it here with his own hands in the end, his so-called merit has always been completed.

So Ning Xiaoyao put away his long sword and turned back to the deck of the merchant ship.

Mu Sanqian soaked in the cold and biting lake water and was uncomfortable, and it was easy to escape from Lingjiao's throat to pick up a life, and Po Xuan also got the ending he had been planning, so let him go, anyway, a few of them couldn't help Po Xuan, the old Taoist.

Lingjiao's cold corpse suddenly had a bright light coming out, as if someone had sprinkled a handful of gold dust glowing with soft light in the pitch-black air.

The faint but misty light re-illuminated the night sky, which had been shrouded in sudden black clouds, and also chilled the lake that had become calm again.

The mirror-like surface of the water reflected the light oozing from the corpse of the spirit Jiao, like a dream.

"It's not going to be a second round, is it?"

Mu Sanqian, who was still half of his body soaked in the water, secretly exclaimed in his heart, but those seemingly beautiful lights made him clearly perceive the danger, and it was extremely dangerous.

"The ghost of the evil animal is not gone, and it will not die quickly!"

Po Xuan's figure was also illuminated in the light, and he stood firmly in the night sky like a rock, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw a wooden plank a few inches square under his feet. Looking to the left and right, the air around the merchant ship was full of these painted sigils.

It's no wonder that Po Xuan can be haunted in the night sky, all thanks to those wooden planks floating in the air.

This old Taoist priest's methods are really weird.

When all the points of light seeped out of the spirit Jiao's body, they slowly gathered together and turned out to be the appearance of the spirit Jiao again, but this time there were more limbs with four claws under the body, and the horns and scales on the top of the head were fluttering, which was the appearance of a dragon! As the dragon formed a faint thunder in the sky, the cold wind suddenly rose, and the water waves on the lake surface rippled again.

After the death of the spirit Jiao, the point of light turned into a dragon, even if it was just a rather illusory appearance of light and shadow, it was still majestic.

Suddenly a little cloud began to rotate around the black cloud on the top of the dragon, and a gap was revealed in the middle, and suddenly a lightning bolt fell from that place!

Then the deafening thunder followed!

Apocalypse!

Ning Xiaoyao, who returned to the deck, couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, this spirit Jiao was already dead, but the spirit qi could still gather into the form of a dragon, and it even attracted the vastness of the heavenly calamity!

"Wood boy, hurry back to the ship! The spirit Jiao dragon is coming, hurry up and leave to be implicated!"

In a hurry, Ning Xiaoyao shouted at the water.

The creatures in the world have been transformed into heavenly tribulations, even if he has only heard a lot of this kind of thing, but he has never seen it with his own eyes.

But since it is an extraordinary sanctification, there is always a test in front of the face, this test is given by God, get through, then you will become an immortal and a god from now on, and if you can't get over, you can only be burned to ashes by the heavenly calamity, and you can't even find a corpse.

Although it is difficult to say whether he can really become an immortal or a god, Ning Xiaoyao is not that interested, but this heavenly calamity is really powerful, even if this calamity is not aimed at Mu Sanqian and them, but even if he suffers a little involvement, it is not something that Mu Sanqian can bear now.

"If you want to go, if you want to go, I will take you to sacrifice the sword first!"

This Lingjiao has been practicing in Danyang Lake for nearly a hundred years, but it can also be said that it is trapped here, Po Xuan is not only the person who cut off the Lingjiao's luck, but also the person who destroyed the Lingjiao's body, how can Lingjiao not know that it is already psychic?

Po Xuan killed the spirit Jiao and accepted all his luck, and the realm suddenly skyrocketed from the realm of knowing fate, and at this moment it was close to the upper realm of knowing fate, if it was possible to step out of the door to achieve the first free immortal in hundreds of years, it was not delusional.

Approaching Xiaoyao and looking at everyone in the field, Po Xuan had no interest in Ning Xiaoyao, but Mu Sanqian made him feel that it was worth killing.

At that moment, Po Xuan raised his sword and waved it lightly, but this sword was strong enough to rival Ning Xiaoyao's sword intent!

"you fairy board!"

Mu Sanqian was shocked when he saw that this sword couldn't dodge at all, but he could only scold, why don't you go against the old man of Sword Immortal Ning and ask me?

There was a bang, and the water surface of the area where Mu Sanqian was located was shattered under this sword!

It was like a downpour, and you could see blood on the water.

"Wood three thousand!"

It was too late to save people, and seeing that Mu Sanqian hit Ning Xiaoyao with this sword, his anger burned irrepressibly.

The old man is so easy to meet two interesting young juniors in his life, you will be ruined if you say that you will destroy it?

But before Ning Xiaoyao could make a move, the spirit Jiao that turned into a dragon shape suddenly let out a dragon roar that resounded through the sky and the earth!

Followed by this dragon roar, the second heavenly thunder slashed down in a panic!

Lightning and thunder slammed into the dragon's illusory body, and the dragon's body suddenly bent as if it was trembling in pain.

"Evil beast, with just the few traces of soul you have left, can you still withstand the catastrophe?"

Under the thunder, Po Xuan stood proudly in the air, dancing wildly and whistling, as if heaven and earth had descended to earth.

Jiaolong let out another loud roar, and then saw its huge head rush straight down, the target was none other than the Xuanxuan Daoist who first cut off its fortune and then destroyed its body!

"Haha, even brutes have more justification than you!"

Ning Xiaoyao suddenly laughed twice, and Long Jiao rushed towards Po Xuan, and he immediately saw the doorway.

"Do you want to drag the poor road to the end?"

Po Xuan also saw through the purpose of the dragon Jiao, unlike mortal cultivation, the spirit Jiao can condense the soul and stand by for rebirth even after the body is destroyed, but it does not do this, but forcibly turns the remaining soul into the form of a dragon, attracting the catastrophe in order to pull the enemy who killed him to hell!

"Old man help you!"

Ning Xiaoyao ran the qi machine on the deck and let out a loud shout, and then with a sword in the air, he crushed all the floating planks that Po Xuan had prepared in advance into sawdust, and there was no place to see where he could hide.

Po Xuan's feet were empty, and dozens of other wooden planks engraved with spells were also destroyed by Ning Xiaoyao, and only merchant ships could stand on them and return them at the moment.

Without much hesitation, Po Xuan immediately turned back, and Ning stood on the bow of the merchant ship, waiting for Po Xuan to come over.

"The old man once opened the mountain with a sword, and he is the strongest sword in the world! The sword intention of the two hands is not in the mundane matter, if you have achieved the capital of the immortals, the old man can kill the immortals with one sword!"

Ning Xiaoyao flicked the sword body under his fingers, becoming more and more urgent, and finally the long sword shook like a spring!

"Wood boy, it's a pity that you can't see this sword. ”

Compared to people like Yoyama Tetsuru, who was born to know his fate and had an extremely clear purpose, Mu Sanqian seemed more vivid, although he was very obsessive most of the time, but after all, he was not so annoying.

"Go back to the old man!"

Ning Xiaoyao swung a sword on the left and right, and after Wudang, this was the strongest sword intent he used!

Po Xuan was blocked by the fierce and strong sword intent head-on, and he didn't even have the slightest room to return his hand, so he pushed back like this!

On the other side, Long Jiao responded to the sound, and the remnant soul that flashed with thunder poured into Po Xuan's body!

Above the sky, the last thunder that had been accumulated for a long time had fallen.