For three months, Wang Lin's clone no longer observed the movement of the soul all the time, and every time the soul descended on a region, there was a Dao realm existence that couldn't help but take action.

However, due to the huge gap in strength, it was destroyed in the hands of the soul after only three moves.

Wang Lin's clone was about to crack his teeth, but his strength was not enough, his body only absorbed a part of the soul of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm and a very small amount of chaotic power, and it could reach a million meters in height.

Compared with Wang Lin's strength before, it was at least ten times higher, but after the soul million-meter-high body was dispatched, his body in the Demon Domain Vortex had reached a height of 500,000 meters.

"Now my strength has improved, but I still have no chance of winning against the soul, wait some time. Wang Lin clenched his fists and said painfully.

In the past three months, it is now the 20th day of November in the year 1013 of the Demon Sealing Calendar.

The soul had already gone to the eight extremes of the boundless realm, destroying a large number of Dao Ancestor realm figures of the dragon race, the human race, the demon race, and the demon race, and also annihilating hundreds of millions of living beings in the places he had chosen in the eight directions.

On this day, in the center of the boundless realm, which is also the endless snow at the junction of the Terran Buddha Domain, the Wasteland Domain and the Demon Clan, a pure white light will dominate the heavens and the earth.

Just as all the moonlight had condensed into substance, the white pillar looked magnificent and immense, but those who could see it felt extremely desperate.

The Terran Wasteland, the headquarters of the Four Holy Sects.

"Dao Han, come and see me. A divine sense transmission came out from the depths of the Four Holy Sects, causing Shui Dao Han, who was cultivating in the main hall outside with his eyes closed, to wake up in an instant.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shui Daohan came to the deep hill of the sect, he looked at the hill with serious eyes, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Master." ”

It was his master who called him here, Mo Yanxian.

He had only appeared before during the war between the Wasteland Terrans and the Purgatory Demons, but now that the pillar of light had descended on the Endless Snow Mountain, he had awakened again.

Thundered!

A huge roar sounded, and the hill in front of Mo Yanxian shook slightly, and the half of the hill in front of him poured a large amount of earth and stone down, and a stone gate more than thirty meters long slowly opened.

When the gate was fully opened, an emaciated figure dressed in a gray and white robe embroidered with mountains, rivers, seas, winds, and flames came out.

"It's been more than a thousand years, and I was in retreat and cultivating in order to eliminate the demon race, but now there is such a terrifying existence. Mo Yanxian, who was full of white hair and fairy bones, walked out with a sigh.

Shui Daohan's body trembled, and his eyes moistened and said, "Master, that existence is even more desperate than the demon race, why don't you continue to retreat!"

Mo Yanxian said when he was in retreat that he had long expected that the demon clan would break the seal. In order to be able to protect the beings of the human race, he retreated to the demon clan and came out of the seal.

But now the demon race only has less than ten Dao realms left, and it is no longer a threat to the human race, but the current soul is tens of thousands of times more difficult to deal with than the demon race. Mo Yanxian came out at this time, and his purpose was self-evident.

"No matter who the opponent is, how can I back down again. Mo Yanxian looked at the sky and said in a sad tone: "When Brother Tianyun fell, if I had made a move at all costs, the ending might have been different." ”

Shui Dao lowered his head, but replied loudly: "Who can tell the past." ”

Mo Yanxian sighed again, looked at Shui Dao Han, and said softly: "Get up, Dao Han." Back then, we escaped from the Great Luo Dao Domain and took the Immortal Sword with us, and now it's time for the Divine Sword to return. ”

Shui Dao stood up after thanking him coldly, his eyes full of anger, and he felt uncomfortable when he remembered what had happened before.

"If it weren't for the fact that the master knew that the person who dealt with Uncle Tianyun was the existence of the Falling Heaven Demon Clan, why wouldn't he dare to make a move. Shui Daohan thought uncomfortably.

They came from the Daluo Dao Domain on the edge of the Dao Domain, and back then, they had five extremely powerful Dao swords from the Divine Sword decomposition of the Mortal, Immortal, Dao, Blood, and Gu.

It's just that later Qi Wusheng brought the people of the Falling Heaven Demon Clan to attack them, and disguised himself as them, maintaining the Great Luo Sword Sect in a decent manner.

Later, they also went to other sects in the Dao Domain for help, but because they used to like a secluded lifestyle, many guests from the Dao Domain were rejected.

Therefore, their request for help did not have an effect, and after revealing the information, they would be chased by the people of the Falling Sky Demon Clan, so they later came to the western part of the wasteland.

When they came, they only brought out the fairy sword, and the rest of the Dao swords were scattered in the battle. But they knew that even the Fallen Heaven Demon Clan, who now lived in the Great Luo Dao Domain, only possessed that blood sword.

Because the Dao Sword, the Ancient Sword, and the Fan Sword are too mysterious, the others don't know what they look like. Therefore, they refined a lot of imitation versions, and successfully made the Falling Demon Clan only get a real blood sword.

"Master, are you going to use the secret method of the divine sword?" Shui Daohan looked at Mo Yanxian excitedly.

Mo Yanxian nodded and said, "No one was willing to help us at the beginning, but now the human race is in trouble, and we have to think about countless sentient beings." ”

"Even if Excalibur is useless at all, we have to make our efforts. Mo Yanxian said firmly.

Shui Daohan nodded vigorously, and then Mo Yanxian said domineeringly: "Go and find them in Juyuan, and gather all the people from the Heavenly Immortal Realm and above in the Four Holy Palaces to come over, and the Divine Sword should return." ”

After Shui Dao Han received the order, he went to work, and the Four Holy Palaces started like a fast-moving machine, gathering everyone in the square of the Four Holy Sects in just two days.

Mo Yanxian gave a brief speech, which caused Zhu Qi and more than 200 people above the Heavenly Immortal Realm to respond fiercely, and some even left tears of excitement.

After that, Mo Yanxian cast a spell, and a hundred-meter-diameter formation was formed in the square of the Four Holy Sects, and a fifty-meter-long giant sword in the center of the formation was formed.

The giant sword was covered with galactic phantoms, reflected in the square, and everyone occupied a galaxy.

Everyone used all their strength to use the secret Dao method of the Four Holy Sects, the Divine Sword Guidance, and the immortal sword in Shui Daohan's hand emitted a violent sword sound, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and when it reappeared, it was already in the Divine Sword Illusory.

Here in the Buddha Domain, which was not far from the wasteland, Li Qinglian's complexion changed drastically with the Yinghe River and they retreated together, and there was an endless sound of sword roaring in his body.

"It's true that I am cultivating the sword body, but I am far from reaching the point of the unity of the body and the sword, why is there a sword sound?" Li Qinglian said with a frown.

While he was still thinking, a summoning force suddenly appeared, and his eyes showed a panicked look for a moment. It's just that before he could ask anyone for help, he disappeared.

In the moment of disappearing, a simple stone hilt suddenly appeared in his hand, and a sense of age appeared on it.

Wang Lin's clone in the small world was still watching the pure white pillar of light that descended on the heavens and the earth, but he suddenly sensed that the mortal sword located in his blue space gem suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?" said Wang Lin strangely.

Then he followed the breath of the mortal sword and searched for it in Zhou Tian.

"The Four Holy Sects of the Wasteland?" Sensing the strangeness of the Four Holy Sects here, Wang Lin looked over.

At the edge of the Endless Snow Mountain, Qi Wusheng, who was staring at his soul with a serious face, shrank his eyes, and he felt that the blood sword he had placed in the storage space was gone......

"Among the decomposition Dao swords of the divine sword, why did the blood sword disappear?" Qi Wusheng said with a frown.

In his storage space, in addition to the blood sword, all swords, ancient swords, and immortal swords exist, and he only needs to find the Dao sword to be reunited as a divine sword.

It was much more powerful than the Dao Sword in his hand that was combined with the Dao of Destruction, but he hadn't found the Dao Sword for many years before.

"I know that the Immortal Sword is fake, and I have been waiting for the remnants of the Great Luo Sword Sect in the Wasteland to find the Dao Sword. Qi Wusheng sensed the place where the blood sword was stored, and said with an ugly face: "Could it be that except for the blood sword, the other Dao swords are fake?"

After sensing it for a while, Qi Wusheng looked angrily at the south, where the wasteland was located.

"You are looking for death!" After a low roar, Qi Wusheng looked at the endless snow mountain with only a pillar of light and no soul, and disappeared in place with a dodge.

Wasteland, Four Holy Sects.

Mo Yanxian and the others looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, and under a fifty-meter-high sword, a young man in cyan clothes was putting his hand on the hilt of the sword with a blindfolded face.

That young man was Li Qinglian, who was already at the peak of the innate Dao Immortal, he was inexplicably moved out, and then inexplicably came to a wonderful place.

"This ...... What kind of sword is this?" Li Qinglian looked at everyone in amazement, and then sobered up a little, but at the moment she turned her head, she looked at the big sword in front of her in a daze.

After being silent for a while, Mo Yanxian asked with a strange face, "Who are you?"

But Li Qinglian's heart was full of shock, he didn't hear Mo Yanxian's words at all. However, Wang Lin's clone that he saw from afar through "Exploring Zhou Tian" said incredibly: "Why didn't I find out before, Brother Qinglian's soul actually has such a monstrous perseverance that does not leak!"

"That sword intent is Brother Qinglian's soul, could it be that he was reincarnated by the Dao Sword?" Wang Lin said suspiciously.

Li Qinglian of the Four Holy Sects, after repeated inquiries, Li Qinglian finally regained her senses, and replied a little eagerly: "Ahh ”

After observing for a long time, Mo Yanxian seemed to see something, and said with an ugly face: "You are the reincarnation of the Dao Sword?"

Li Qinglian frowned, "Senior, what do you mean?"

What kind of Dao Sword reincarnation? Li Qinglian didn't think that she had any connection with this thing.