"The wind passes away and the flowers bury the snow!" It was the moment when such an extinction and wanton aura raged, Yu Si's fourth sword suddenly volleyed into the air, this fourth sword was transformed by Wu Gang's Gui giant axe, and the momentum that erupted far exceeded the power of the previous four swords, causing all things between heaven and earth to fall directly into the dim world of silence.

"Snow falls on the wind and covers the moon!" The Tianzun Sword, which fused with the Qiankun Divine Sword Duel, was covered by Yu Si's original aura, and the shadow of a cyan sword-shaped dragon was conjured into a day, and the fourth sword was released. This sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is better than a sword. This fifth sword made the Yellow Sky roar, and the earth collapsed, causing the four fields to crack, forcing the eight directions to be frightened. The shadow of the dragon's sword is like a snowflake falling from the sky, and it is fast falling from all directions.

These five swords slashed at Long Yangzi in different directions, and even some of the sword momentum disappeared after being issued. These five swords are not the five styles of one sword, but a real sword body attack, which violates the sword cultivation convention. Among them, the hidden killing power and lethality are ten times and a hundred times greater than the sword style, and from the means of this imperial sword, it makes up for the gap between Yu Si and Long Yangzi in terms of cultivation.

Long Yangzi hurriedly swung his spirit sword to defuse the attacks of the swords one by one. He didn't think so, he just thought that Yu Si's sword style was just a condensation of sword qi, and he could completely solve it.

But in the midst of the roar, Long Yangzi's face changed greatly, and the sword moves that were superimposed on the killing at great speed were not all fierce, and the bombardment power of his tyrant was much beyond the scope of what he could understand and resist.

The Tianzun Sword broke through the attack of his spirit sword, and the Ugin Stick shattered the defenses of his entire body. The blood-colored flying sword tugged at his soul. The Tianzun Sword slashed into his body, directly shattering his Yuan Soul.

At the same time, after being shocked by Yu Si's victory over the strong in the battle with the weak, the demon cultivators surnamed Feng and Xun and the demon cultivators who came together were even more sharp and killed many monks in Longyang Valley. In less than three breaths, bursts of earth-shattering roars kept coming. The unparalleled sword qi spread around, forcing dozens of other high-level cultivators of Longyang Valley to tremble non-stop.

Yu Si appeased Gongye Zhixuan and asked east and west, and looked in the direction of Longyang Valley.

At this moment, there was a huge tremor in the battlefield, and the overwhelming roar resounded in the sky, and at this moment, cracks appeared on the bluestone ground, and in the face of their own concerted attacks, the Longyang Valley monks who flew into the sky or escaped at great speed were thrown to the ground one after another. But there was no sign of life.

Other disciples of Longyang Valley who were weaker in cultivation were also hunted down and killed, and the flow of people like a tide spread rapidly in all directions.

In the mountains and forests, on the ground, terrible screams continue to come out, and most of the monks in Longyang Valley are pampered people, and they are cunning and cunning goods, where are they willing to pay a little bit of cultivation to fight against their own monks, one by one, they are eager to have two more legs, and they are desperately running in all directions.

Many of these nearly 100,000 monks fled at the feet of their own monks. The limbs that were trampled on became flesh, how miserable.

The terrible screams continued to spread into the distance, and the blood of the earth became a river, overflowing into the ravines on the ground, and in the face of the attack of their own monks, the monks of Longyang Valley were desperate to find that they could not resist at all, and keeping their bodies intact became their desires!

Almost all of his demon cultivators' robes were dyed red, and their faces were smeared with blood, looking particularly miserable and fierce.

Seeing this, Yu Si still spoke, and chanted loudly: The sword asks the sky, a long-cherished wish, a fallen and clear road, and chases the stars month by month. The water is blue and the sky is shining with the sun, the road is guarded, and the blood scene is trapped.

Sigh for practice, treacherous and chaotic, the flowers of the Su boundary bloom, and the souls of several scholars are scattered. Looking at the maze of Zhongtang alone, the soul of the dead under the sword, the quicksand of the Hanhai Sea!

An hour later, Longyang Valley had already stopped killing swords. Yu Si bowed his hands one by one and saluted those demon cultivators. After expressing their heartfelt gratitude, they continued to the east without stopping.

The same killing was going on on the same as on other battlefields, and thousands of demon monks around them roared in the sky, their voices were shocking, the earth shook, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Kill straight into the crowd of evil monks.

Soon, in less than two hours, they came to the four target mountain gates in turn, except for the Qiankun Sect. Almost the same scene was staged between the various Xiuzhen Mountain gates.

The sword light broke through the air, and the Dao sword light attacked, the edge was peerless, as if it had broken the world and cut through eternity, it was the killing sword that the flood came to aid the demon cultivator.

Those monks who betrayed the mountain gate of the Guardian Alliance passively met the attack of the ferocious demon cultivator, and reluctantly sacrificed a killing move to confront the other party, but as a result, the move was strange and weak, and a string of red blood suddenly splashed down from the air.

Those monks were also killed with red eyes, and they also knew that they would not escape the end of death, and this side sacrificed their lives to fight with their opponents to the death. The only purpose of more monks was to distance themselves from the demon monks, but the demon cultivators then chased after them directly, and the sound of collisions continued to sound, and the figures of the Dao Dao were entangled together, fighting between the lightning and flint, and they unfolded extremely quickly.

A 200,000-year-old Xiuzhen Mountain Gate was shattered and collapsed by a demon monk who only had one foot and five thousand.

It's not that they are not strong enough, it's just that they don't have a bold leader, and they don't have the heart to fight hard.

At this moment, Yu Si and the other monks gathered more and more through the teleportation array, and they had already come to the last destination, in front of the gate of the Qiankun Sect.

Lin Zhe and Lin Xu of the Xianlin Tribe, Ye Xuan and Ye Man of the Demon Cliff Tribe, Long Xiao and Long Ye of the Longteng Tribe, and more than 10,000 demon cultivators led by Shui Xiaolin and Shui Ditian of the Demon Chuan Tribe, did not immediately enter the battlefield of the Demon Eagle Tribe's Deception Sword and De Dao to attack the Qiankun Sect.

Demon cultivators have the combat style of demon cultivators, and they will not make a move unless their friends are in danger of their lives. Because the desire to fight is the same as that of every demon cultivator, they don't want to deprive others of their right to fight for no reason and weaken their opponents' strength. Only by defeating a powerful enemy and overcoming many difficulties can we manifest our glory.

The battlefield here is extremely terrifying, the monks on both sides are desperately fighting, there is bright red blood spilled from the air, and the terrifying aura forms a terrifying roar around the battlefield in front of the majestic Qiankun Sect Mountain Gate. It can be seen that the void above the battlefield is twisting and shattering, and the figures of the Dao Dao are fighting in the air, and in the end, everyone has blood hanging on their bodies, and each other's blood is splashed on each other's bodies.

And Gui Dao's opponent is Murong Qianqiu. The two of them seemed to have been fighting for a while, and the monks on the ground were also fighting with each other, and they couldn't tell the difference for a while.

Gui Dao slapped out with a backhand, destroying Murong Qianqiu's attack, but this time he was distracted, his back was hit by a sword light shot out by Murong Qianqiu in advance, his left shoulder was pierced, and his whole eyes bloomed with a fierce killing intent, and the next moment, the three absolute floating dust hurriedly waved strips of black mangs, scattered, and slashed towards Murong Qianqiu.

This world has boiled, and the war has reached a fever pitch. The battle against Murong Qianqiu, around the two of them, the wind was loud, the storm rose, and the low mountains and hills under them had collapsed several and ceased to exist, and there was endless blood spilled from the air, which was very tragic.

Gui Dao let out a long roar, and a terrifying phantom appeared behind him, the demon sea was monstrous, the demonic qi was rolling, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart, and the turbulence of time and space was chaotic. He swept out a puff of dust to blast away Murong Qianqiu's protection, and slammed towards Murong Qianqiu, with a decisive intention to kill. Gui Dao's right hand waved the Three Absolute Floating Dust, and a large area of jet-black light poured down from the void and slashed at Murong Qianqiu's body.

At this moment, Murong Qianqiu let out a terrible roar and roar, and his body collapsed instantly, and a large amount of vitality spread out in all directions.

Yu Si was surprised, how could Murong Qianqiu fall like this. Then, he looked at Guidao.

He was also scarred all over his body, and there was a transparent fist-sized hole in his chest.

"Demon puppet, you actually desecrate the puppet body of this sect!" In the roar, Murong Qianqiu's voice actually came from another direction.

"Blasphemy? shameless creature, where are you qualified to use the word blasphemy! Even if you are a demon monk, you don't care about your conduct and suffer death!"

With that, a blow of dust swept away, and suddenly the magic power of the tyrant overwhelmingly hit Murong Qianqiu in the distance. This attack was incomparable, and wherever it passed, it destroyed everything without a trace.

When Murong Qianqiu saw that the Dao had reached the peak of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Transformation Dynasty, and he was even a demon cultivator, he already had a lot of fears in his heart. After receiving a few attacks directly in the hand, he resolutely used all his cultivation power and fought with the Gui Dao.

Fang Cai said that he just wanted to do something to save face, and he had already made up his mind to escape. This attack was even more ferocious, and he lost the slightest sense of battle, and his body shook and flew straight into the distance.

The demonic qi of the Gui Dao was all around, free and easy, and the figure was even faster, and a flying body moved away in a dashing manner, and in the blink of an eye, he narrowed the distance with Murong Qianqiu. Murong Qianqiu was completely crazy, and when the life and death crisis came, he actually escaped into the sea of monks on his side.

He hoped that his powerful monks could help him stop the desperate pursuit of the Dao, but he was disappointed, and no monk came to his aid.

Murong Qianqiu was also battle-hardened back then, for thousands of years, facing countless opponents, he had never seen what kind of monk, he had always been superstitious about his own cultivation, thinking that he was one of the few powerful monks in Kunmiao Prefecture, and ordinary monks could only worship themselves.

But now, there is only one result for him, and that is death. This demonic cultivator's blow, he only thought it was a high-level trick. He didn't think that with the cultivation and experience of the Dao, he could have such a ability to defy the heavens.

Since there is no one to help him, and he doesn't have the power to separate the attack of Gui Dao, then he can only break the cauldron and let Gui Dao know what it means to break the fish and break the net.

So, he roared even more resolutely, pinched his hands, and jerked forward, and at the moment when the desperate dust was approaching, his whole body suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, which immediately condensed into layers of light curtains around him.