"Boom", "Boom", "Boom......

The rain of swords in the sky covered the sky, through the storm, like a group of peaks returning to the nest on the crystal clear ice cover.

"Ding", "Ding", "Ding", ......

The continuous crisp and clear sound came and went, and the extremely powerful sword shadow roared out endlessly.

Xue Ling stared at the outside with a solemn face, countless sword shadows swept like locusts, not only with a terrifying edge, but also with extremely powerful power in each sword shadow, such a number of combined, that kind of terrifying impact, like a big wave surging and furious.

"Click......"

A subtle but extremely harsh sound sounded at the moment, and a crack suddenly formed on the crystal beautiful ice cover, and then quickly spread, the tiny cracks were distributed on the light mask in a blink of an eye, the crystal ice, the white cracks, like the intertwined vertical and horizontal textures on the leaves.

Then......

"Boom!"

The ice cover collapsed, unable to hold on under the impact of the sword shadow in the sky, and the ice chips that were raised one after another, flying in the air together with the storm and the fierce sword shadow, that kind of gorgeous scene, extremely eye-catching, it seemed, it actually had a strange charm.

However, everyone knows that under this charm, there is a bloody crisis.

In the rain of ice chips, the shadow of the sword roared and landed on the entrenched fire dragon.

At this moment, Xue Ling's fists clenched violently, staring at the surging attack, this is the last layer of defense, it must be held up!

Unconsciously, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know if it was the tension of his mind or the heat of being in the center of the fire dragon.

"Boom!"

The whistling sword shadow swarmed in, instantly enveloping the fire dragon, breaking Xue Ling's ice cover, the power of this wind shadow remnant light sword is still fierce and terrifying, indomitable sharpness, as if it can penetrate all the obstacles in the world, in the sword shadow shroud, the entrenched fire dragon seemed to roar, and then, in the space, only the flying sword rain remained.

In this way, the sword rain flew, and there seemed to be so many scenes left in the world.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth don't seem to like the oppressive feeling of this silent despair coming little by little, among the dark clouds, thunder and lightning arcs jump, lightning streaks across the sky, that deafening sound, as if making the earth tremble.

High heavens, thunder roars!

Earth, sword light rages!

One by one, the world is rendered into a shocking horror.

Time, flow away.

I don't know how long it lasted, the sword rain weakened, and then dissipated, but there was still thunder rolling in the sky.

Everyone's minds didn't care about the thunder of the sky at all, and at this moment they all gathered in the center of the gradually disappearing sword shadow, and in the afterimage that gradually revealed, the entrenched fierce fire dragon had long since disappeared, and the ground seemed to have become a ruin, and the ravines were vertical and horizontal, as if it had been ravaged by the sword light and sword rain for thousands of years.

It's as if the world is stinging.

Pain, that is a kind of pain that has passed through time and space and condensed over the years, making the world reveal a depressed vastness and sadness.

In the sword marks and ravines, there was a dead silence.

Mu Di looked at the center lightly, holding the long sword obliquely, his black hair was flying, his body was straight, and he was in the dripping rain, like an unshakable mountain peak, and he muttered: "It's over!"

In the afterimage, there was not the slightest fluctuation, this blow, Xue Ling was completely defeated!

At the last moment, the fire dragon's defense collapsed, and the power of the Wind Shadow Remnant Light Sword was still unmatched, this was the martial arts he had studied for a long time, and the seven grades of the battle level belonged to the peak of the martial arts, if the light talked about attack power, it could be completely ranked among the eight grades of the battle level.

This is a rather proud move by Mu Di.

Even if he is in the same Condensation Realm, he can't stop it, not to mention Xue Ling in the Eight Leaf Yunlian Realm, no matter how strong his physical body is, how heavy his defense is, it is impossible to block it.

Step lightly, it's time to go and get the loot.

But......

As soon as Mu Di's footsteps moved, a feeling of incomparably dangerous suddenly swept over his spine and then rushed to the top of his head.

He suddenly looked up!

In the sky, the dazzling thunder shone brightly, as if forming a thunder sun, and in the blur, one of the figures appeared, with a long halberd facing the sky, and the momentum was violent.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder finally broke the silent atmosphere, everyone seemed to suddenly realize something, their eyes moved up, and then they saw a dazzling thunder suspended in the sky, and the lightning that went from the dark clouds in all directions, I don't know when, there was a direct volley that fell in the thunder.

A shocking scene, everyone's faces, stunned.

In his eyes, there was a thick horror, and the thunder was not broken, as if the thunder was absorbing the terrifying thunder power in the dark clouds.

A devastating wave spread, and everyone felt an aura of extreme danger, and the thunder light received the power of thunder, as if it had turned into a sphere of destruction.

Mu Di looked at this scene, his eyelids jumped, the corners of his mouth even twitched, and at the same time, his eyes became extremely solemn.

Because, in the thunder light, two eyes radiated like lightning and fixed on him.

"This ...... How is that possible?!"

Mu Di's face finally swelled with horror, the power of thunder, terrifying, how could anyone dare to lead it down, this is completely an act of looking for death, in common sense, the figure in the thunder has already been shattered, and the soul is scattered and died, you must know that even if it is an elder-level figure in the Wuzhen Sect, under the terrifying thunder power of nature, there is basically no resistance.

Of course, Xue Ling was shocked, and many monks under the cliff in the distance were already dumbfounded, and an indescribable look of horror permeated their faces, making them feel as if they were in a dead silence.

Someone can even induce the power of heavenly thunder?!

What kind of monster is this?!!

All the mouths are dry, and they feel that they must be dreaming, and if they say it with the power of thunder on weekdays, they will definitely be regarded as crazy, but now......

In the thunder light, Xue Ling silently looked at Mu Di below, his entire body had become dilapidated, and blood came out, staining him into a bloody man, but his face did not have the slightest pain, but was calm and terrifying, the halberd was facing the sky, and the lightning fell on the tip of the halberd, and then spread out to form a shield of thunder light to wrap him.

The brilliant and terrifying thunder power rippled outside his body, and a sharp pain struck, but Xue Ling was very calm, as if he was numb, even if streams of warm blood flowed down from the top of his head and crossed his face, his complexion did not change in the slightest.

"Boom!"

In the sky, there was a thunderous sound again, and it was also at this moment that the heavens and the earth brightened for a moment, and the long halberd in Xue Ling's hand, carrying thunder light, waved it down gently.

"Silence the Heavenly Thunder!"

Suddenly thinking of this name in his heart, Xue Ling drank lightly, the blood-covered and terrifying face swelled up with a touch of pain at this time, and the power of thunder made him almost unstable on his feet, but even so, his palm holding the Heavenly Thunder War Halberd was still unshakable and unhindered downward swing.

Wave and stop, the halberd condenses!

The terrifying power of thunder, guided by the halberd, is like a torrent that opens the floodgates.

The dazzling thunder light, the thunderball formed fell from the sky like the destruction of the world, instantly locking Mu Di, and the amazing thunder power of Huang Huang raged like a wild horse, and the ground under Mu Di collapsed violently.

Then, under Mu Di's shocked and drastic expression, he was completely enveloped, and at the last moment, he seemed to have launched some martial arts, but it didn't matter.

In the eyes of everyone, only the thunderball that seemed to destroy the earth fell, and then the power of thunder swept away like a sea tide, and the surrounding mountains and rivers quickly became scorched black, and a unique smell of burning was also irrepressibly gushing out.

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded, Mu Di was in it, and he felt as if his body was about to split, his breath was wilted in an instant, and a desperate feeling of death lingered in his heart in an instant, and then his body, like a fragile porcelain, began to crack, and the blood rushed out, dyeing the mottled and torn clothes red, and he was immediately shattered by the power of the thunder and vanished.

The defense on his body gradually disappeared, and Mu Di was about to turn into ashes, and suddenly, in this terrifying thunder world, there was a flash of light beside him, and the palm of one hand tore the thunder and grabbed him, and he burst back violently, Mu Di was in the most ferocious position of the thunder power bombardment, and just retreated, the thunder power there skyrocketed, and immediately hit the ground.

In the sky, Xue Ling looked at the thunder light, and also discovered this scene, his eyes condensed, but the feeling of weakness swept away like a beast in the wilderness, and his body fell straight down.

Seeing that it was about to hit the ground, a white shadow cut through the earth like lightning, and was about to catch the bloody Xue Ling, dressed in white fluttering, black hair flying in front of him, Xue Ling's eyes were confused and saw a familiar face, and the originally vigilant heart seemed to suddenly relax, as if he was smiling, and his eyes were closed.

The figure in white clothes fluttering, his clothes were as white as snow, and he was a very particular person at first glance, but at this moment, he was holding Xue Ling like this, holding the blood-drenched person, and landing on the ground, letting the red blood dye his white clothes into a dazzling blood red.

Between the eyebrows, there was not the slightest disgust, but there was a deep pity, emanating from the eyes.

In the distance, two figures appeared from the mountain road, and Wei Qianmi, supported by Leng Yan, appeared on this already ruined land.

"Xue Ling, don't act rashly, Mu Di is not something you can deal with!"

There was a roar from afar, Wei Qianmi's voice was full of anxiety, but there was also a strong sense of concern in his words, he dragged his dying body, and with the help of Leng Yan, he rushed here as fast as he could at the moment, hoping to stop Xue Ling's impulsive behavior, but he didn't know if it was too late.

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