In the midst of the overwhelming sword qi that seemed to be assimilated in the whole world, Rao is Luo Jun was extremely alert, and he couldn't help but be in a trance.

At this moment, Luo Jun didn't have the time to reminisce about the power and charm of the sword of Changmei Zhenren, that is, time, to push the reincarnation Six Desires Eye to the peak, and to break through the sword intent that shrouded his body, and look at its roots.

I can only see that a line of golden rays, like the scorching sun in the sky, the most brilliant rays of light, although subtle, but very dazzling. That line of golden mang, from top to bottom, went straight towards the heavenly spirit of the dust destroyer. Obviously, it is not only to destroy its foundation, but also to make its form and spirit disappear, and there is no possibility of turning over.

At this time, the head of the dust destroyer had just left the ground and had not yet been raised.

At this critical moment, "Qiang-" A very agitated sword roar, the broken jade hook behind the dust destroyer, no one urged, spontaneously came out of the sheath, and the light was full of light, like two white dragons, one left and one right, flew up, twisted the line of golden mang, and intercepted it in the void.

Most of the monks, when they came to their senses, saw exactly this scene.

"Quack, quack, quack、......"

The two incomparably powerful forces fought against each other in the void, and there was an extremely unpleasant sound, stirring up countless streamers, like colorful light rain, falling little by little.

For these, the dust destroyer seemed to be unconscious, and still raised his head at the previous pace and speed, without being affected in the slightest. It really confirmed his previous words.

The battle between the golden mangs and the two white dragons was very fierce. Gradually, the two white dragons, which were originally just beginning to take shape, materialized, with distinct scales and claws, and majestic head horns, at that time, there was a sense of vicissitudes revealed, as if it was really a dragon clan in the primeval times, and returned to the present world.

The two white dragons manifested in a row, and the power was seven points better, and the two huge dragon heads, like the two blades of scissors, began to slowly close towards the center, intending to cut the wisp of gold into pieces!

The sound of "quack" was even more intense, but this time, it was the line of golden light that seemed a little overwhelmed, and the colorful light rain floating all over the sky changed from evenly matched to increased golden light and rain.

In just a moment, the golden ray looked much darker.

"That's not right, how can the sword of punishment left by the Changmei real person only be so powerful? Could it be that it is really as the dust destroyer said, his heart has always been in Emei, so the real person with the long eyebrows did not use the real sword power to attack him?"

Just between everyone's speculation, there was a ripple on the portrait of Mu's and Changmei real people. After the ripples shone by, everyone was shocked to find that the real person with long eyebrows on the portrait walked down and really appeared in front of everyone.

The appearance of the real person with long eyebrows, and in an instant, the overwhelming coercion permeated the world.

Feeling the horror of the coercion, it was hard for everyone to imagine that this was a person, because that feeling, as if they were facing a covered and pressed sky, involuntarily, they had the idea of surrendering.

As soon as this thought germinated, it was snuffed out, and then, the mana roared in the body like a landslide and tsunami, and the stirring 10,000-year-old warm jade lotus that had been guarding the primordial god shone brightly, scorching purple light, converging into a pillar of light the thickness of an arm, rushing out of the top of the head, opening a lotus flower phantom, hanging overhead, hanging down tens of millions of silk, forming a light curtain.

At that time, all the terrible coercion was swept away.

The lotus phantom kept rotating, and with each turn, the light curtain became larger, and the surrounding area, including many monks from the Non-Jun Heavenly Alliance, were all enveloped in it.

Those people, after regaining their consciousness, were naturally quite grateful to Luo Jun and paid tribute again and again.

At this moment, Luo Jun didn't care about these, and the six desires of reincarnation were staring ahead.

Sure enough, the golden rays that slashed towards the dust destroyer became a little different, and it seemed much more condensed. In the starry sky where the Six Desires of Reincarnation evolved, hundreds of millions of stars flickered, tracing back to the source, but a moment later, around the golden mang, a golden knife with a length of a ruler and a width of three fingers was outlined.

There is no doubt that this is the essence of the platinum knife.

The highest punishment of the Emei faction, the doom of the golden sword, has finally appeared.

As soon as the Tai Bai Jin Knife came out, the strangulation of the two white dragons transformed by the broken jade hook was split apart at once, not only that, but the appearance of the white dragon that evolved from the sword light also disintegrated, turning into a rain of light in the sky, revealing the body of the broken jade hook, two hook-shaped flying swords.

The broken jade hook, although the sword light is broken, but the essence is not damaged, under the control of the mind of the dust destroyer, it still lies above his head, intercepting the slashing momentum of the Tai Bai Jin Knife.

"When, when, when、......"

A burst of gold and iron resonance sounded, but before there was a sound, a faint wail came out of the broken jade hook, and the crystal clear, blazing white sword body also appeared dim.

"Broken jade hook! The divine soldier of the ancient Gonggong God, I didn't expect that it would be difficult to be the power of a real person with long eyebrows, and he deserved to be a natural atmospheric transporter, the first monk of the millennium! It's just a pity, the best flying sword is about to be destroyed at this time!" Seeing this, some people sighed in their hearts at that time.

At this time, the happiest person is naturally the three immortals of the East China Sea, such as Qi Shuming, Xuan Zhenzi, and Ascetic Toutuo. For the ascetic head to be able to last for so long, to be honest, their hearts are also very surprised. However, thinking about the fact that Dust Destroyer has already achieved Xuan Immortal, and he is also the head of the two veins of Dao and Demon, it is understandable that he has this strength.

"No matter how strong you are, compared to your teacher, you are also a Ying Worm against Jiaoyue, and you are vulnerable!"

"Just became a Xuan Immortal, and then died, thinking about it, it is enough to make Luo Jun sad!"

"When, when, when、......"

Too platinum knife, a knife slashed on the broken jade hook. The broken jade hook has long lost the slightest luster of its original luster and looks dull. If it weren't for the fact that it still had its original form, I was afraid that whoever looked at it would only see it as a piece of decayed scrap metal.

However, this scrap iron-like thing is extremely tough, and Ren Tai's platinum knife has been chopping for so long, but it has not been broken, and it is still intact.

At this time, it has been quite a while since the real person with long eyebrows appeared.

Zhan Chenzi is no longer as relaxed, comfortable, and stable as before, his face is extremely solemn, and fine beads of sweat are faintly visible, making people understand that he has done his best.

The Taibai Knife, like the waves of the long river, and the broken jade hook, are like a rock, and under the impact of its strands, it has always insisted on not moving, without the slightest retreat.

After another moment, a slight and small sound sounded, and everyone's eyes looked towards the place where the sound came from, and they found that it was the sword body of one of the broken jade hooks. A crack that was very small, no more than an inch long, appeared there.