The avenue is simple, and the formation composed of Hetu Luoshu is even more so, it completely abandons all external unnecessary things, and gives full play to the characteristics of Kunpeng.

Jupeng and Da Kun pounced from the heavens and the earth, even under the attack of so many magic weapons, only a third of them were consumed, and the remaining part was still like a mountain, with an unparalleled momentum, to crush all the obstacles in front of them into slag.

Compared to them, the pure world blue lotus that Jiang Hao sacrificed seemed insignificant, and the faint blue light was like a residual candle in the wind, extremely small.

The gap between the two seemed to be so big that the disciples of the Sect Interception did not have any hope in their hearts at all, but they only thought that this was Jiang Hao's futile resistance before he died, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

However, the faces of the Yunxiao Sisters, Zhao Gongming, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit changed, and looking at the sudden appearance of the Qinglian, a look of disbelief appeared in their eyes, as if a mortal had seen a ghost, and shouted: "Pure World Qinglian? Isn't it leaving with the Yuan Shi Tianzun? How can it still be in this world?"

At the same time, there was also a hint of hope in their eyes, the ants were still stealing their lives, not to mention that they had just gotten rid of the control of the Fengshen List, and it was an opportunity for the Interception Sect to rise again, so they were naturally unwilling to die.

"Pure World Qinglian!" Kunpeng's pupils also shrank suddenly, and his face was shocked, but seeing that the Holy Mother of Wudang was constantly approaching, he couldn't afford to think about anything more, and there was no way out.

Rumble!

A kun and a peng crashed into the blue light, like two mountains smashed into a stone, and the endless mana was like a surging tide, constantly impacting on the cyan light mask, the heavens and the earth shook, the light was dazzling, and the entire Three Realms were illuminated.

The Pure World Blue Lotus continued to tremble, and ripples appeared on the light mask, as if they would shatter at any time.

"This is the strength of the demon master Kunpeng, the gap between the half-saint and the half-saint is so big!"

Jiang Hao's face turned pale, and a muffled snort came out of his throat, only to feel as if a stone hammer had smashed on his soul, causing him to have a sharp pain in his head and a burst of blackness in his eyes.

The strength shown by Kunpeng is not at the same level as that of the True Martial Emperor, just like an adult and a naughty boy, the gap is too big and too big.

Even with the help of the power of the Pure World Blue Lotus, he was still too reluctant to block Kunpeng's attack, but now, he had no choice.

"Fight! As long as you can block him for a moment!" Jiang Hao's eyes flashed, and endless golden light burst out from his body, and his body suddenly became larger and turned into its original form.

Whew—

The five claws of the divine dragon poked out, and a long roar sounded in the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the mana in the mouth was continuously injected into the pure world blue lotus, and the light of the pure world green lotus suddenly flourished, and the light mask stabilized, and the crumbling momentum suddenly stopped.

Compared with the human form, after turning into the body, he can undoubtedly mobilize a lot more mana in a short period of time, but the total amount of mana is unchanged, and it can only be used to fight for his life, but it cannot last.

However, this momentary obstruction has already given the Holy Mother of Wudang a chance to make a move.

Airplanes!

In the void, a golden light burst out, and slashed at the Peng bird in the void with a bang, and it was directly cut into two, and the aftermath of the mana spread out in all directions, like a shock wave, destroying all the islands on the surface of the North Sea.

The Holy Mother of Wudang was already in front of a group of sectarian disciples, and the five-colored glow swirled around her, reflecting her as if she was a fairy, with a sword in her hand, three feet six inches and five minutes long, the sword body and scabbard were all black, and there were cyan lotus flowers covering it.

It was the Tongtian Sect Master's personal weapon, the Qingping Sword, that was given to the Holy Mother of Wudang when the Tongtian Sect Master left.

Rumble!

Qingping's sword pierced directly into the body of the big kun in the sea, and the sword qi gushed out, penetrating the heavens and the earth in just a moment, and the big kun let out a miserable scream like a living creature, and then fell headlong.

Zheng!

In the void, the Dao Dao sword qi was vertical and horizontal, directly cutting the big kun into pieces, and the staggered formations in the void were also cut off, and the heavens and the earth gradually returned to normal, and the blue sky was like a jewel, clear and crystalline, and the sun was shining down.

"Kunpeng!"

The Virgin Mary's eyebrows were straight, her face was cold, there seemed to be a flame burning in her eyes, the usual kind and compassionate appearance was completely gone, terrifying mana fluctuations emanated from her body, and the fierce aura made the heavens and the earth tremble.

Airplanes!

Qingping Sword seemed to feel the anger of its master, and kept trembling, making a light roar, and the sword qi was surging like a tide, constantly splitting the heavens and all worlds, and in the void behind the Holy Mother, there was a faint lotus leaf swaying, rippling like a tide, and it was unparalleled.

Zheng!

A sword was cut off on the head, and the sword light burst out, at this moment, all beings in heaven and earth felt the chill of Senran, and the bones were terrifying, this sword was not cut on the person's body, but in the heart of the person, making people unavoidable.

The surrounding demon soldiers and demon generals just glanced at this sword light, and their souls could no longer support it, and they were directly stabbed with thousands of holes, and with a bang, they shattered, and their bodies fell on the surface of the sea, turning into their original shapes.

"He actually left all the Qingping Sword for you! When he left, did he already calculate that there would be this day?"

Kunpeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression was solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless in the face of the Wudang Holy Mother, who was also in the half-saint realm, and the Qingping Sword, the portable weapon of the Tongtian Sect Master.

Airplanes!

His eyes first closed, and then opened suddenly, the divine light in his eyes was bright, and the phantom of Hetu Luoshu appeared in his eyes, and the avenue lines on it manifested out, surrounding his body, merging with heaven and earth, forming a large array, sheltering him in it.

In the past tens of millions of years, Kunpeng has beheaded both his good and evil corpses with the help of Hetu Luoshu, even if Hetu Luoshu is not around, he can still exert his wonders.

Rumble!

The sword qi slashed down, and a dazzling light burst out on the large array in an instant, like the sun, forming one light curtain after another in the void, overlapping and overlapping I don't know how many layers, the seven-colored light flowed, the aura of the avenue was permeated, and there was a Kunpeng phantom floating on it.

I have to say that with the Hetuluo Book in hand, Kunpeng's attainments in the way of formation are far beyond ordinary people, such a formation is no worse than the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, but unfortunately, he found the wrong opponent this time!

The body of this Qingping Sword is the lotus leaf of the thirty-six pure world Qinglian in the Journey to the West world, which is not only a symbol of the unity of the three religions of people, interpretation, and interception, but also one of the most powerful innate spiritual treasures of the sect.

Scold!

The sword qi fell from the sky and slashed on the light curtain, only to hear a crisp sound, the light curtain suddenly cracked a thin crack, and shattered with a bang, as if it was slashed in the air, completely unhindered.

Bang, bang, bang...... Layer after layer of light curtains shattered, and it took almost a moment of effort, Qingping's sword pointed directly at Kunpeng, and the sword qi was already approaching Kunpeng's eyebrows.

Seeing that Qingping's sword was about to slash at Kunpeng's body, the surrounding formations condensed, and once again turned into the phantom of Hetu Luoshu, blocking Kunpeng's face, and at the same time, he himself also retreated backwards.

Rumble!

The sword qi collided with the Hetu Luoshu, but this time the Qingping Sword failed to cut it off, and mysterious runes continued to pass from the Hetu Luoshu, consuming the sword qi and slowing down the speed at which the Qingping Sword fell.

At the same time, Kunpeng's feet were light, his body had retreated violently, and the sword light fell from his side, slashing above the surface of the Beihai Sea, and the entire Beihai quietly separated from it, divided into left and right halves, and the sword qi fell on the bottom of the sea, leaving a bottomless deep trench.

Sou!

Kunpeng's speed was extremely fast, his body flashed, and he disappeared in the eyes of everyone, only a very few people could catch his movements, and when he reappeared, he was already on the side of the Holy Mother of Wudang, and Hetu Luoshu manifested the virtual shadow of the Dao Dao, condensed into substance, and suppressed the past towards the Holy Mother of Wudang.

The expression of the Holy Mother of Wudang did not change in the slightest, and the action of dealing with it was also extremely simple, and the Qingping sword swung horizontally, slashing directly towards those phantoms.

Rumble!

Where the sword qi passed, the phantom was divided into two, and then shattered, compared with the Qingping Sword, the Hetu Luoshu was more magical in the calculation and formation, and if it was used to fight, it was inferior to the Qingping Sword.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng...... Qingping's sword was in the hands of the Holy Mother of Wudang, constantly swinging, her movements were indifferent and elegant, looking like a fairy dancing, but this sword dance was an endless killing machine.

The sword qi is invincible, all beings bow their heads, and wherever they pass, there is nothing to stop!

But Kunpeng is also not a vegetarian, he was born at the beginning of the world and became famous at the time of the Lich Battle, and he is still a giant in the Three Realms to this day, and his strength can be imagined.

Although the Holy Mother of Wudang relied on the sharpness of Qingping's sword and took the initiative for a while, it seemed that Kunpeng had lost the upper hand and was a little embarrassed, but in fact, these sword qi did not hurt Kunpeng in the slightest, and they were all resolved by him one by one with the help of Hetu Luoshu.

That is, the surrounding demon soldiers and demon generals were implicated, and the casualties were somewhat heavy.

Rumble!

Qingping's sword collided with Hetu Luoshu again, smashing the phantom of Hetu Luoshu, and the terrifying force of the shock separated the two sides, each flying backwards dozens of miles away.

One left and one right, standing in the void, far away from each other.

"Wudang, you and I can't tell the winner in a short period of time, why don't we stop today?" Kunpeng was the first to speak, and it was meaningless for him to continue fighting, and said: "You have already come out of the anger that should be released! The face of the sect has also been recovered! Why bother to fight again? Cheapen those who watch the excitement in vain!"