100,000 yin and yang swords, covering the sky and the sun, the sword swallows cold light, and the killing opportunity is endless.

Chen Daocai stood in the original picture of yin and yang, hunting in robes, and the black and white breath of the two instruments were practiced together, soaring into the sky. The terrifying qi was churning, the heavens and the earth were trembling, and the endless sea of swords hung upside down, pointing straight at it.

"If you can live, bury me again. ”

His face turned slightly pale, and this broken knife is not something that everyone can control.

At the beginning, Lu Chen was powerless to continue with only one slash, because his consumption was too great, and it was not the younger generation of monks who could control it. Lu Chen can't do it, Chen Daocai can't do it, just one blow, but Lu Chen only wields a knife, but Chen Daocai uses it to perform Taoism.

Rise up and be wanton.

The corners of Chen Daocai's lips were still smiling, and the blood was scattered when the knife broke in his hand.

The original diagram of yin and yang under his feet was still vibrating, encompassing ten miles, and when the qi was churning, there was still a little blood red left in the place where the broken knife had stood before. It seems to splash ink, like smudging, slowly rippling, in this yin and yang trajectory, the original picture of the two instruments is turned into a rich red tide, and there is a bloody breath rising to the sky, making the 100,000 yin and yang swords also make bright red colors.

This is the ferocity that belongs to the broken knife, and the killing machine that belongs to the broken knife, but it was forcibly extracted to make a hundred thousand Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword.

Lu Chen's eyes were gloomy.

The broken knife was in his hands, and it was so unbearable!

Those ten ancient characters bound it and could not be disobeyed, if the blood heaven had not suppressed its entry before the ancient times, it would not have ended up like this now. However, these are useless, the broken knife is only a great holy dao weapon, and half of it is broken, but the great sage left a word to enslave it. It is true that it has killed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and it has overturned the Eight Desolations in the United States, but now, it is nothing more than what people hold, and they need to contribute all their strength after all.

Exhale a breath of turbidity, and the soul light explodes again!

The ghost fire in the sky descended with the meaning of the forest, colliding with the 100,000 Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword, and the terrifying qi was derived, shattered, and swept away, and everywhere in the sky, there was fire and blood red intertwined and slowly annihilated. However, everything is settled, the 100,000 Yin and Yang Heavenly Blood Sword is still the same, but the soul guide lamp is no longer there, and it can't be countered by ghost fire alone.

"Kill. ”

As soon as Lu Chen ordered, the ninety-nine ghost rider roared wildly and set off the waves like a tide, and rushed out.

There is a black pressure of yin air around it, turning into a surging momentum, like a big wave rushing, coming fiercely. The iron cavalry sword and gun roared, and the black armor sounded sonorously, roaring, but seeing the black mist churning, turning into a ghost-like hideous, shattering the general trend of one side.

"A thousand swords, slash. ”

Chen Daocai's face remained unchanged, standing on top of the void, looking down on the common people.

As soon as he thought about it, a thousand blood-stained yin and yang sword power slashed from the sky.

Thousands of sword rays slashed, slashing the sky and the earth, forcing the hundred ghost riders who rushed to be unable to get close. The yin qi of the ghost head was shattered, the blood was intertwined, and the thousand swords exploded, bursting with dazzling brilliance.

Lu Chen always watched, his eyes sharp.

When the light dissipated, there was a big sword protruding, and the broken yin and yang blood qi flowed through the black armor, unable to stop the fierce demon charge. They roared, even if their bodies were broken, they were not afraid, and with a slash, the yin qi in the sky swayed and emerged, and then turned into a ghost head and condensed, and rushed out blatantly, setting off a lot of waves, and competing with the sword in the sky!

The dazzling blood light descended again.

Chen Daocai's figure stepped on the void, and he had already put away the broken knife, and there was a black and white aura of yin and yang entangled around his body, straight into the sky.

The swords in the sky shook in unison, and fell with a bang, pointing at the ninety-nine ghost riders.

The sharp edge is close to the body, the sword is incomparable, all have the thickness of a bucket, like a blood dragon falling straight down for nine days, and like a long river of blood coming from Xiaohan, covering the heaven and the earth. The terrifying qi is churning, the sword has not arrived, the fishy qi has arrived first, and the ferocity is contained in it, which is not hideous, but it is revealed at the moment of collision.

Such a huge scene is heartbreaking.

Lu Chen could only retreat and stepped on the Yin Horse to a distance.

The qi derived from such a collision is not something that his current strength can contend with.

100,000 Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword, sharp and difficult.

The ghost rider is fierce, and the roar breaks through the darkness.

They were fearless, raised their hands with a big sword, and immediately rose to the ground. But seeing the black light circulating, the yin qi was dense, and the terrifying power and Dao rhyme were manifested, as if opening up a yin and underworld, shattering all the Dao Dao swords. But seeing the blood and light flowing, the red tide filling the sky, the pressure that makes people palpitate can be felt clearly even in the distance, and the stirring qi is even sharper, and the depression in my heart is even worse.

I don't know how much strength Chen Daocai drew from the broken knife, and how long it will take to recover.

Under the blood light, the Ninety-Nine Ghost Rider was finally damaged, torn apart by the terrifying qi, turned into yin qi and collapsed, and did not exist in the world.

The shattered black armor, the fallen Yin Horse, and the collapsed divine soldier disappeared along with the annihilation of the Dao marks.

"Chen Daocai, you really deserve to die!"

He gritted his teeth, and a thought in his heart was an order.

The ghost cavalry and soldiers immediately stepped into the air, scattered in all directions, swaying the yin qi rippling for three hundred miles, covering the sky.

For a time, the heavens and the earth were darkened, and the dawn of dawn was finally covered up and could not be revealed. The sun and moon were gone, the starlight was dim, and the ghost riders who had lost a lot raised their divine weapons and slashed down in unison. But seeing the miraculous derivation, the yin qi in the sky flowed violently, and the whirlpool that was poured down fell into the sky, straight into the 100,000 yin and yang heavenly blood swords.

It is a deep existence like an abyss, capable of devouring everything, and it is also like a yin and a shadow descending on the earth, to turn everything into it.

Chen Daocai's face also changed slightly, and he finally sensed the pressure.

The ghost air swirled, the wind roared wildly, and the whirlpool of inverted water finally fell down, stirring and shattering in all directions.

The 100,000 Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword danced, Chen Daocai pinched his handprint, and there were 200 million black and white breaths around his body, and the qi and machine were intertwined, and he rose to the sky in the appearance of a black dragon and a white phoenix. Divine light rippled around its body, but when it saw a Yin Yang Divine Furnace appear, hanging above its head, black and white flames beating on it, rising violently, wanting to burn everything.

The sky shattered, the ghost energy condensed, and an immortal god descended into the world.

It was bathed in black mist, and with a punch it fell, colliding with the soaring yin and yang flames, shaking the entire Qiuluo City. The earth shattered, all kinds of waves rose, smoke and dust were high, and under the surging qi, the yin and yang flames suddenly shattered, and the fist of the god of the underworld also turned into ghost qi and collapsed. However, the 100,000 Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword condensed into a sword beast, roared, accompanied by the black dragon and white phoenix, and fought with the god of the underworld, only a moment later, I saw the endless ghost qi burst out, and I could see that the black dragon and white phoenix were also torn into two sections, but after the 100,000 Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword was broken, there were still a lot left.

"That's all you have to say. ”

Lu Chen saw it clearly and snorted coldly.

But it doesn't stop there. ”

Chen Daocai smiled, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding.

The ghost ride is fierce and powerful, even if Chen Dao has a broken knife, it is extremely difficult to resist.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and his body suddenly became transparent, and a divine light appeared. The road marks under the feet evolve, a lotus blooms, making the color of yin and yang, and the lotus heart has the original picture of yin and yang, rippling qi. Its figure sits cross-legged, a thought of the lotus blossom, the king of the world.

The strange black and white eyes opened, looking through the vanity, and it was beyond all means.

With a finger, a black and white gasification divine light shot out, violently piercing the figure of a ghost rider, shattering it.

In this way, there is no way to continue.

He sighed lightly, and suddenly smiled, behind him, there was a hazy manifestation of the realm of yin and yang, not real, but there was a terrible pressure coming, as if the real world was being born in chaos. However, his strength is insufficient after all, and that's it, but it is enough.

Thoughts move, flowers fall.

From that hazy world, there are black petals that come with the wind, pieces like knives.

Light, natural, and hidden!

A gust of wind swept suddenly, and the dark fragrance flowed, which was done by Chen Daocai with a light sigh. The petals swept by the wind were scattered, and wherever they passed, the Yin and Ghost Qi could not resist, and even the whirlpool of the manifestation of the Ten Thousand Laws of Heaven was strangled and shattered. The ghost rode roaring, slashing down, but after all, it couldn't resist the petals like a wild stream, and was torn into countless pieces and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Rumble!

In just a moment, the hazy realm immediately collapsed, and even the petals in the sky were scattered without a trace.

There are only half of the ghost riders left, or they are insufficient, and Chen Daocai can only sigh lightly after seeing it, a little lost.

"After all, cultivation is not enough, the manifestation of this yin and yang realm is still too short. ”

He stood up and looked at Lu Chen.

"You're just going to rely on these things. ”

"Foreign objects are also power, snatching a knife and killing people are enough. ”

Lu Chen snorted coldly, but still did not approach.

If he didn't make an oath, he would probably choose to take a risk, and he only promised Luo Xian'er and Mu Shuangying that he would go back alive, so he couldn't break his promise. The anger of revenge was surging high, and he could hear the sound of magic in his ears, instigating him to step forward and kill the enemy for his father and fellow villagers, but he still endured it and could not be impulsive.

"You've grown a lot better than you've been in the past. ”

Chen Daocai smiled, and there was a divine light rising all over his body, turning into yin and yang qi like a match.

There are still 30,000 swords in the sky.

"Thirty thousand swords, shattering the void. ”

As soon as the order arrived, the sky was full of swords and shadows, sonorous sounds, and the sound of the great avenue sounded in Chen Daocai's body, and a pair of yin and yang eyes opened, which showed that it was wonderful. Wherever he pointed, where Lu Chen was, the sword shadows all over the sky slashed in, falling down the endless yin and yang momentum, which could shatter the void!

Lu Chen's pupils contracted, and his blood suddenly stirred.

He flipped his hand and took out the Starfall Blood Knife, but when he saw that the light had dissipated and he was fierce and restrained, the knife took on an unpretentious appearance. The knife was on the side, and he stepped on the horse, urging Changlan to be like this, and he came out with a knife, and the blood was a line, and the Dao rhyme was manifested into it, and the trajectory was difficult to find.

Rumble!

The shattered yin and yang blood qi circulated in mid-air, and the yin horse neighed around, and with another sword, it slashed through three thousand swords, but it also left many scars on his body.

His cultivation was too weak after all.

"Phantom. ”

Chen Daocai thought again.

Lu Chen's pupils shrank sharply, but the knife was too heavy, and he didn't have time to turn around.

However, half of the ghost riders also rushed over, slashing out the endless yin light, breaking the shackles of the underworld, and manifesting the eerie ghost world. The illusory gate opened, gloomy and immense, and endless ghosts rushed out of it, colliding with 30,000 yin and yang swords, the poignant sound was piercing, and the sound of explosion shook the sky.

The shattered yin qi stirred the vicissitudes of the ten directions, and the Qiuluo City, which had collapsed long ago, no longer had its previous appearance, and it could not even be left in ruins.

Boom ——!

All things are broken, and all vanity cannot exist.

The gate of the ghost world was slashed by the Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword, and the spreading ghost aura was clear, and it also devoured and annihilated the Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword. Heaven and earth are rarely quiet, and for a long time, the two points of ghost fire manifest and shake from the mottled mist.

The long wind rises suddenly, the waves are born, and the forest is coming!

The avenue is sad, and the sky is sinking!

Chen Daocai's face suddenly became solemn, and he summoned the remnants of the Yin Yang Heavenly Blood Sword and floated around him.

In the black and red mottled mist, the four hooves of the Yin Horse stepped out of the pitch-black flames and slowly came. The figure sitting on it also emerged from the thick fog, and under the broken white robe, between the bare skin, there were gray marks becoming more and more condensed, like a brand.