Under the pitch-black tide, Xu Beiyou looked insignificant.

But in the next moment, in Zhu Jiuyin's sight, I saw a long rainbow rising from the ground under the black tide in the sky, colliding head-on with the black tide falling from above.

The black tide is constantly surging and falling, and the momentum seems to be endless, but it does not fall along the sides of Xu Beiyou's side, and still maintains a glimmer of mirror. As a result, the deep purple and almost black miasma gathered more and more, like a levee holding back water, and the water level was constantly rising.

With the continuous increase of purple-black miasma, Xu Beiyou seems to have gradually begun to show fatigue, as the so-called boat against the current does not advance or retreat, and the black tide begins to press step by step, making Xu Beiyou unable to start and slowly fall.

Zhu Jiuyin's originally slightly dignified face suddenly eased a little, and even had a faint smile, how about Xu Beiyou, how about the sword immortal in the eighteenth floor realm, and how about holding the Zhu Immortal, in the face of the Twelve Heavens Great Array that the witch sect has painstakingly managed for generations, he still has to bow his head and bend over.

Although at this time, the Twelve Heavens Great Array of the Witch Sect is not as good as the Great Array that was distributed in the ancestral court of Qishan when the Witch Sect was at its peak, but it is also a means of deriving the heavens and the earth between square inches.

In the Taoist classics, it is believed that there are 36 caves and 72 blessed lands in the world, a total of one hundred and eight, these caves and blessed lands are either occupied by the major sects, or become the places where the major earth immortals retreat from the world, many of which have the place where the heaven and earth are generated, but more are the great supernatural powers to create the supreme supernatural powers, and it is by no means a day's work, the Witch Cult this pillar god peak array, has the unique geographical advantage of southern Xinjiang, if there are hundreds of years of careful management, it may not be able to become a new big cave.

The secret realm on the Sword Shrine Island of the Sword Sect can only be regarded as a small cave, but this small cave heaven makes Xiao Jin and Xu Beiyou both helpless, and why can the mountain and river map become a heavy weapon on a par with Linglong Pagoda and Zhu Xian? It is precisely because it is a cave heaven of its own, and the mountains and rivers of the Daomen are also derived from this.

The Twelve Heavenly Great Arrays opened by Zhu Jiuyin can be compared to a mountain and river talisman?

At this time, Xu Beiyou had already urged the supreme sword body to the extreme, and his skin showed a golden-white color similar to that of a sword weapon, and the whole person was like a sword that was unsheathed and unsheathed, but the miasma tide above his head was still like a flood, without end, so that he could not move forward at all.

What Zhu Jiuyin didn't know was that Xu Beiyou had never taken out a sword since he swept Changhong on the flat ground.

Zhu Jiuyin not only overestimated Xu Beiyou's injury, but also overestimated his own means.

Xu Beiyou, who was under the rolling miasma, suddenly lost his mind in an untimely trance, under the premise of not taking out the sword, with the support of his physique and qi, he resisted so far, and he had already lived up to the realm of the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal, if the master was still there, he should have drunk a pot of wine with a smile, because he did not waste the twelve swords of the Sword Sect, let alone the master's words and deeds.

Xu Beiyou's cultivation to the heavens, in the final analysis, still lies in the sword thirty-six of the sword sect's roots.

His last sword was in the thirty-six of swords.

Sword twenty-six, the sword of the royal micro, the sword that breaks the big with the small and the one side with a little.

This sword doesn't see how the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, and I don't see how the sword spirit is in the sky.

A sword fluttered lightly and swayed like a feather, meeting the tide of purple-black miasma.

In Zhu Jiuyin's sight, he saw that a purple and cyan sword light suddenly rose against the current in a line of black tide, breaking through this line violently, breaking through the waves, and piercing into the entire tide.

If the miasma tide is compared to an extremely thick infantry phalanx, then this sword is like a heavy cavalry charge, breaking through the defense line, driving straight in, and dividing the entire formation in two.

Xu Beiyou did not breathe between this sword, and this was already his last breath.

As the purple-cyan sword light continued to deepen, the purple-black color around it became more and more intense, almost completely engulfing this purple-blue sword light, the sword light became more and more dim, but it was indestructible, no matter how the miasma tide hit, it always stood tall.

The entire Twelve Heavenly Great Array seemed to be enraged by this sword light, and the twelve mountain-like figures became more and more condensed, separating around the Pillar God Peak, causing the surging purple-black miasma to rise by a few points again.

It's just that the power of heaven is endless, and manpower is sometimes poor, this big array is still made of manpower after all, and the miasma contained in it is not endless, and it finally came to an end after a short period of "returning to the light".

The purple-black tide gradually turned into a decline, and Xu Beiyou laughed and struck through the layers of miasma.

Suddenly, the tide stopped, and Xu Beiyou's sword went straight into the nine heavens, high above the sea of clouds, as if entering the fairy world.

There were no dark clouds above the sea of clouds, no dark sky, only a golden sun.

Xu Beiyou continued to climb slowly with the remaining momentum of the sword twenty-six, standing on the body of the Zhuxian sword, bathed in golden sunlight all over his body, and the color of platinum on his body gradually faded, plated with a layer of gold edges, as if reshaping the golden body.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

At this time, Xu Beiyou stood on the sea of clouds, under the wind of the nine heavens, surrounded by the sea of clouds surging, the magnificent scene of the golden sunset, he then urged Zhu Xian to go up, hovering place, high above the brilliant sea of clouds, placed in it, as if in the heavenly court of the immortal capital, at this time it is close to dusk, the sunset, the golden sea in the distance with a piece of fire-like residual red, incomparably magnificent, from top to bottom to see, it is prohibitively sighing.

Seeing that Xu Beiyou broke through the Twelve Heavens Great Array and landed on the sea of clouds, Lu Xinlian, who was confronting Murong Xuan, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and chuckled: "Save you this time, but it hurts me, at least ten years of Taoism, Xiao Yu, I will help you protect your grandson-in-law, and also protect your southeast half of the wall, you owe me a lot of favors." ”

On the other side, Murong Xuan's face was extremely solemn, if it was just Xu Beiyou breaking through Zhu Jiuyin's Twelve Heavenly Great Array, it would be nothing, but at this time, Xu Beiyou broke through the Great Array, it also meant that this place was no longer confusing the Heavenly Machine, for Lan Yu, who was holding such a heavy weapon as the Heavenly Machine List, this place had been completely exposed to his sight.

Lu Xinlian naturally understood the reason, and even had a little pity in her eyes when she looked at Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan looked around, her eyes darkened, "Xu Beiyou's backhands are undoubtedly Lan Yu and Zhao Qing, if Chenye is also here at this time, and Zhu Jiuyin's geographical advantage, it's not that he can't fight......"

Before the words fell, Murong Xuan had already put away the Great Sun Rulai Dharma, the golden light flashed under his feet, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

This is the golden light escape method known as the fastest in the Daomen.

The next moment, a series of continuous thunderous sounds sounded in the 100,000 mountains.

A warrior came here in a very arrogant way through the dense forest.

At the same time, another scroll appeared out of thin air, slowly unfolding, and it was a vivid picture of splendid rivers and mountains, and an old man in a blue shirt stepped out of the painting.