The pitch-black sword slashed, like a black meteor, at this moment, Meng Changsheng had no thoughts, in the past, when fighting with people, he first had to measure the strength of each other, and when he shot, he had to consider whether he could deal with the enemy, if he couldn't deal with it, how should he ensure that he could get out of the way.

Even when he practiced swords in the past, when he came out of the sword, he would have a moment of thinking, considering whether the sword was correct or not, and that moment of thinking would also cause a moment of hesitation, even if it was short, but at this moment, Meng Changsheng completely put aside this kind of thought in the past.

As soon as the sword comes out, it will move forward, if you don't make a move, you will not hesitate, as if, Meng Changsheng feels that he suddenly has such a kind of enlightenment in a moment, and has a new understanding of the way of the sword, as if he pushed open a certain door in an instant, he hesitated, and his strength could not reach, the swordsman should have moved forward, but at this time, he had no time to think about these things.

At this moment, he only had the sword he stabbed out in his eyes, his spirit, his mental strength, all of it was gathered in this sword, and he went straight to the old demon of Black Mountain on the white bone seat, and he didn't notice the changes in his own body at this moment.

"Huh!" The black sword suddenly flourished, causing the surrounding air and black mist to begin to distort, as if in an instant, this space was about to be pierced by this sword, Yan Chixia, who was already a little resigned to her fate, looked at this sword but suddenly her pupils contracted violently, and exclaimed: "This is, the human sword is one!"

Nie Xiaoqian, who was kneeling on the ground, also had her beautiful eyes widen instantly at this moment, she didn't know what the sword was in unison, but she could clearly see and feel the changes that had occurred at this moment, as if suddenly, Meng Changsheng and the sword in his hand had fused, and the figure had disappeared, leaving only the black sword, and the power of this sword also skyrocketed instantly!

"Man and sword are one!" On the white bone seat, the old demon of the Black Mountain rarely sounded in surprise, and it seemed a little out of shape, but its movements were not slow, his body stood up from the white bone seat, and his right hand clenched his fist and punched: "Hum"

A punch was struck, the void shook, and the visible air waves rippled under the fist of the old demon of Montenegro, this punch was domineering, and there was a momentum of self-respect, making the old demon of Montenegro look like an ancient demon resurrection, under a punch, the mountains and rivers were wiped out!

Soon, the black sword and the fist of the old demon of Montenegro collided together, in the sight of Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian, the black sword was unstoppable, directly piercing the fist mark of the old demon of Montenegro, and then passing through the body of the old demon of Montenegro.

The big black sword passed through the body of the old demon of Montenegro, and the figure of Meng Changsheng manifested in the open space behind the old demon of Montenegro, kneeling on one knee with the sword in his right hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked extremely weak, while the body of the old demon of Montenegro was still standing on the high platform built by the skull, as if it was fine, but he slowly turned to look at the big dream immortal behind him.

Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian, who were in the distance, looked at their hearts and raised their throats.

"Dream Changsheng!" "The old demon of Montenegro spoke, with unspeakable anger, Meng Changsheng also struggled to get up from the ground, turned to look at the old demon of Montenegro, his face was extremely weak and pale, but his expression was slowly replaced by a smile: "Old demon of Montenegro, you lost..."

After speaking, the smile on Meng Changsheng's face was completely released, a kind of joy and excitement from the heart, not only defeated the old demon of Montenegro, but also because he himself finally stepped out of the bottleneck of the sword path that had been stuck for a long time for a long time, there is a big danger between life and death, and there is also a big opportunity, under the huge pressure between life and death, he finally comprehended the first realm of sword dao - the unity of man and sword!

At this time, the body of the old demon of Montenegro on the high platform also began to slowly dissipate, starting from his feet, as if weathered, turning into black ashes, from head to toe, Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian in the distance also showed joy on their faces when they saw this scene.

"It's dead, the old demon of Montenegro is dead, and Menggongzi is victorious. Nie Xiaoqian was pleasantly surprised, and then she got up from the ground and ran towards Meng Changsheng, came to Meng Changsheng's side, and saw that Meng Changsheng's face was pale and weak, and his standing body trembled slightly, as if he was a little unstable on his feet, so he hurriedly helped Meng Changsheng and said with concern: "Meng Gongzi, are you okay..."

"It's fine, it's just too much consumption, just rest for a while. Meng Changsheng waved his hand, and his eyes were looking at the old demon of Montenegro who was slowly dissipating on the high platform, but the more he looked at it, the more he frowned, because he found that from the old demon of Montenegro who was slowly dissipating, he couldn't feel much soul breath.

Generally speaking, whether it is a human, a demon, or a ghost, it is a soul life form with independent thinking, and there is an obvious soul breath on the body, which is very easy for monks to feel, and the most accurate way to determine the death of a living being is to feel the soul breath of the other person dissipate.

But although the old demon of the Black Mountain in front of him dissipated and looked like he was about to die, he couldn't feel much of the other party's soul breath.

This is a bit weird, but Meng Changsheng doesn't dare to conclude, because the old demon of Black Mountain in front of him is indeed dissipating.

Soon, the figure of the old demon of Montenegro disappeared completely, and the surrounding scene also changed, the surrounding black fog disappeared, and the high platform and white bone seat built by the skeleton in front of him also disappeared, and all the pictures in front of him disappeared, just like an instant, the sight of several people appeared slowly blind, and they saw the surrounding scene clearly, and it was already the woods where several people were when the old demon of Montenegro had not appeared before.

It seems that the danger has been lifted, although there are doubts about the death of the old demon of the Black Mountain before, but Meng Changsheng doesn't want to investigate it at this time, puts away the long sword, and walks over to Yan Chixia who is still lying on the ground with Nie Xiaoqian: "Chief Yan Dao, your injuries are okay...."

"It's okay, I can't die. Yan Chixia said and struggled to get up from the ground, but he grinned when he pulled the wound and it hurt, and then looked at Meng Changsheng: "It's really up to you to survive this time." ”

Meng Changsheng could feel that Yan Chixia's gaze or tone when she looked at him at this time was obviously a lot closer, the so-called adversity saw the truth, nothing more than that, from joining forces to deal with the Dryad to dealing with the old demon of Montenegro, the two of them could be regarded as born and dead.

With a smile on his face, he did rely on him to survive this time, but it was also a life of nine deaths, but fortunately, he finally comprehended the unity of man and sword.

"Let's go back to Lanruo Temple, now that the tree demon and the old demon are dead, those ghosts in Lanruo Temple are probably gone, just go back to recuperate. ”

Yan Chixia said again, after speaking, she glanced at Nie Xiaoqian next to her, but there was less hostility in her eyes, when the old demon of Montenegro wanted to kill him and Meng Changsheng, Nie Xiaoqian pleaded with the old demon of Montenegro for the two of them, and even did not hesitate to smash his own ashes, although he knew that a large part of the reason for this was because of Meng Changsheng, but he still had a little more affection for Nie Xiaoqian in his heart.

"It's okay" Meng Changsheng nodded, although the injuries on his body were not serious, but the consumption was too great, and now his strength was not one in ten, and he really needed to recuperate, and now the crisis of the Dryad and the Black Mountain Old Demon has been lifted, although there is still a trace of suspicion in his heart about the death of the Black Mountain Old Demon, but it is also foreseeable that there will be no danger for the time being, and Lanruo Temple is just right for them to recuperate.

Moreover, those dead qi and evil qi in Lan Ruo Temple were just right for him to cultivate the Sword of Death.

"Xiao Qian, you can go back with us too, if you have any plans to talk together at that time, Daoist Yan and I may be able to help you." Meng Changsheng said to Nie Xiaoqian again.

"Hmm!" Nie Xiaoqian responded softly, but with her head down, people couldn't see her face at the moment, and they didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Meng Changsheng didn't say anything more, and took Nie Xiaoqian to ride on the white horse, and Yan Chixia also rode on his tall black horse.

Back at the ancient temple, Meng Changsheng and Yan Chixia found two rooms in a courtyard, one of each of which went into the house to retreat and recuperate, while Nie Xiaoqian sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, looking at her ashes altar for a while, and looking at Meng Changsheng's room for a while, her eyes showed a look of struggle from time to time, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

It was the middle of the night, but it was still a few hours before dawn.