With a deafening bang.

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect's vast mountain protection array then collapsed.

Outside the big array, the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, who were still working hard to launch an offensive towards the formation barrier a moment ago, were slightly stunned as the big array shattered.

Legend has it that the mountain protection array of this holy place seems to be much more fragile than the legend suggests.

But none of that matters.

"Kill!" the eight Void Breaking Altar Masters standing in front of the Heavenly Xuan Sect roared at the same time.

All the disciples of the Heavenly Xuanyuan Sect woke up and swooped towards the mountain gate of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, which had lost the protection of the formation.

The two sides collided together, starting a fierce fight.

But in the case that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect did not have a Void Breaking Power left, how could they compete with the Tianxuan Sect.

The battle was a complete one-sided slaughter.

In the mountain gate of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the figure of the Mozi period stood out from the eight broken voids and finally landed here.

A pair of turquoise pupils narrowed slightly, looking at the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples who had died here.

Before they attacked the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there were already thousands of Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples lying here.

Moreover, he also saw from these disciples the corpses of four beings whose aura far exceeded that of ordinary disciples.

"It's the Flying Realm Sword Zhang Yu, the Qingshuang Sword Mingzhe, the Yanri Sword Ximen Qing, and the Collapse Sword Liu Kuan. A rather surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind Mo Ziqi.

The short and fat figure of Yang Qi, the master of the Corpse Mountain Altar, walked behind Mo Ziqi at some point.

His eyes were also deeply puzzled with Mo Ziqi's eyes, and after his eyes swept over the four corpses, he continued: "Even the Yuan Shen has been destroyed, and the person who made the attack is really clean, at least the cultivation of the Void Realm. ”

After that, Yang Qi paused and glanced at Mozi Period deeply: "Does the Lord of the Ink Altar know who did it?"

Mozi Qi rolled his eyelids lazily, and responded in a leisurely tone: "Lord Yangtan, you ask the poor Dao, and the poor Dao asks who to go." ”

"Hehe, that makes sense. Yang Qi smiled, and did not dwell on this issue any longer, and then his eyes swept from the world of the war-torn Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and let out a sigh of emotion: "I didn't expect that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect would let us break through like this, and the seven sons of Xuanyuan would be left with Ye Zifeng and Shi Hua, and the rest of the disciples would be killed by us, even if the Xuanyuan Sect Master came back, he would not be able to return to the sky." ”

"From today onwards, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect can be regarded as being removed from the Cangrui Domain. ”

Regarding Yang Qi's words, Mozi Qi nodded in agreement and then added: "That's right, but Xuanyuan Sect Master's death is a hidden danger after all, only by killing her can the Xuanyuan Sword Sect be regarded as truly uprooting from the Cangrui Domain." ”

"Without the Xuanyuan Sword Sect World, what if the Xuanyuan Sect Master is a mortal life. Our sect master will clean her up. Yang Qi smiled coldly, with cruelty in his tone.

At the moment before Tianxuanzong broke through the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's mountain protection array.

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect penetrated deep into the hinterland area, and Ye Zifeng's figure appeared here.

His hands were behind his back, and a bright smile spread across his face.

In front of him was the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's cross-border shifting array.

"It's all over!" Gently flicking the slight blood stains that were still left on his shirt, Ye Zifeng turned his head and forgot to glance at the already crumbling array on the sky, and grinned.

With the moment when the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's mountain protection array shattered.

His figure had slowly stepped into the cross-border movement formation in front of him.

With a bright array of fluctuating brilliance.

The diffusion of the power of the formation vibrated strong spatial fluctuations, and Ye Zifeng's body turned into a beam of light in the formation and disappeared into the world of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

At the same time, the moment when the cross-border shift formation was activated.

Mozi Qi and Yang Qi, who were standing at the mountain gate of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, all felt the strong formation fluctuations, and when they looked up at the source of the fluctuations.

The only thing that caught his eye was the brilliance that turned into a streamer and broke through the spatial barrier of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's world.

The two looked at each other in unison, their expressions of surprise.

His gaze was fixed on the heavenly dome thousands of miles away from the entrance to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's world.

As the space creeped, countless figures appeared above the void.

Dense layers of figures filled most of the sky.

These monks were all wearing cyan robes, and they were led by thirteen powerful powers with terrifying breaths, and the coercion generated by the gathering of these thirteen Void Breakers alone overwhelmed the countless monks in the rear.

Not to mention that in front of the thirteen people, there was a mysterious figure covered in a rich Xuanhuang aura.

Even when the Void Breaker looked at the mysterious figure, there was awe in his eyes.

There is no doubt that it will be a mortal life.

The power represented by the cyan robe is about to come out, and the three clear views.

In the Cangrui Domain, I am afraid that only the Sanqing Temple, which is the same holy place as the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, can gather so many monks at the same time.

Including mortal life.

But when the monks appeared, their expressions were slightly stunned when they saw the unfamiliar surroundings, as if something had happened that confused them.

In the midst of everyone's doubts.

Among the thirteen Void Breaking Powers, a surprised voice suddenly came out: "Hey, why is it here, Poor Dao clearly remembers that the location locked by the Great Shifting Array is at the entrance of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect." ”

Without waiting for someone to respond to the question.

On the side of the Sanqingguan forces, the space was shaken again.

A group of monks with half-shirted clothes and shiny heads also appeared next to the monks of Sanqingguan.

In terms of numbers, the two sides are almost the same, whether it is the power of breaking the void or the transformation of life.

Leading the group of monks was an old monk whose whole body was like a layer of gold, and his eyes were as sharp as electricity, revealing the sacredness and majesty of the reincarnation of the Buddha.

This is a sign that the golden light of the Great Lei Yin Temple is not bad, and it is only when you cultivate to the point of mortality.

As soon as he appeared, he stared at the existence of Sanqingguan, whose whole body was shrouded in Xuanhuang Qi.

The two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere seemed very delicate.

"It seems that we have been calculated. The silence on the field was finally broken by the mortal life of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and the eyes of the old monk looked in the direction of Sanqingguan, the existence of the Xuanhuang Qi wrapped in it.

"It seems so. Someone blocked the void on this side, so that even the Shifting Array could not be broken. The mortal life called pure and void by the old monk responded to the former with a calm voice, and the voice could not hear joy or anger.

The words he uttered afterwards sent chills down the hearts of all the monks present.

"Dare to calculate Sanqingguan and Da Lei Yin Temple, no matter who he is, he will die. ”

"Amitabha, Qingxu layman, the matter of killing will be talked about in the future, and the top priority is to relieve the crisis of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. The old monk's face was full of majesty, and his words and deeds were full of emotion, which shocked the hearts of others.

"That's very good. The old monk's proposal was echoed by Qingxu.

The people on both sides, led by these two broken voids, were about to move in the direction where the Xuanyuan Sword Sect world was located.

All of a sudden!

Whew! A gentle breeze blew in.

There was a faint fragrance of plum in the wind, which was mixed with the breeze from the void where the Great Lei Yin Temple and the Sanqing Temple were located.

The ordinary monk only twitched his nose slightly, and did not notice anything wrong with this strange fragrance.

Even the power of breaking the void did not show the slightest abnormality.

Everyone's figure has no intention of stagnating.

However, the expressions of the two people standing at the forefront of the strength of the two sides, Qingxu and the old monk of the Great Lei Yin Temple, changed wildly because of this.

The figure was frozen in place like this.

The mortal life has stagnated, and naturally no one in the disciples behind him dares to go any further.

"Master, what's wrong?" On the side of the Great Lei Yin Temple, a powerful man who broke through the peak of the void respectfully bowed to the old monk, and let out a puzzled question.

The old monk didn't respond to the power, his solemn and sacred pupils were locked in one direction without squinting.

That void space, at this moment, began to ripple like water waves.

A young man in white strolled out of it.

The pupils of his upside-down face were extremely cold, and there was no emotional color that belonged to life.

"No way!"

The leisurely voice slowly rippled from the young man's mouth, and clearly reached the ears of everyone in the Sanqingguan and Da Lei Yin Temple in front of him.

"You're the one who blocked this space? The old monk's expression became very solemn the moment the young man appeared.

"Are you trying to stop us?" Qingxu's voice was neither salty nor light, but others could hear Ling Ran's murderous intent from his flat voice.

The boy didn't answer, and the corners of his mouth, which was more pretty than a woman, twitched slightly.

Rumble!!!

It seems that the breath of time from the flood has crossed the eternal time and descended here.

The entire heavenly dome of the Cangrui Domain produced a sense of fear swaying under this breath.

At the same time, the boy's feet stomped lightly.

Boom!

A vast circle of ripple light spread in the void he stepped on.

The ripples shrank rapidly towards them at the speed at which the pupils of the two mortal beings of the Great Thunder Yin Temple and the Three Qingguan Beings shrank.

It's almost at your fingertips.

Thousands of miles were covered by invisible ripples under the boy's foot.

"Ahhh!!h

Then came the monks of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

From the moment the first scream sounded, it was like opening a Shura feast.

One by one, the monks screamed, and their bodies began to collapse incredibly.

The flesh turned into dust and scattered in the void.

It was as if their flesh was being burned by an invisible flame. In the end, the whole person quickly turned into ashes under the expression of horror.

"Pure fire!" An incredible roar resounded from the mouth of the old monk of the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

He himself seemed to have been subjected to an invisible attack under that circle of ripples, and King Kong was not bad, and his body trembled.

The same is true of the Qingxu Daoist of the Three Clear Views, and the Xuanhuang Erqi covering the surface of his body also produces violent fluctuations under the ripples of energy.

His voice finally couldn't keep it calm, and even carried an imperceptible tremor: "Burning Sky Nine Characters! Who are you!"

"Bai Xiuyi!" The young man's face was like an iceberg that would never melt, and after responding lightly to a question of innocence and anger, his slender, perfect palm that made even women jealous was gently raised.

Boom!

The white sea of fire instantly engulfed the space where the Great Lei Yin Temple and the Sanqingguan monks were located.

Along with the two mortal beings, they were all consumed by the flames that were so clean that there was not a trace of dirt.

This flame is clean and holy, but it purifies all things.

......

In the eastern realm, after a battle between Xu Mu, Chuchenzi, Zuoqiu and Xuanyuan Sect Master.

This vast battlefield encompasses almost four continents.

Half of the eastern border was affected by the catastrophe, with countless casualties.

Countless regions have been turned into dead places where no grass is born, and mourning is everywhere.

Suddenly, in the area where the dust and the left mound fell.

Space creeps.

A streamer broke through the barrier of space and appeared here.

The figure of Ye Zifeng, who was carrying the Great Ah Sword behind him, appeared in the streamer and descended on this area.

With a playful look in his eyes, the smile on his face almost took over his entire face as he looked around at the messy surroundings.

"Master, you died before me after all. Muttering some words in his mouth, Ye Zifeng's eyes suddenly fixed on a hill that had been extinguished.

The hill apparently did not exist before the Great War, but was formed by the accumulation of soil that had been shaken up by the aftermath of the Great War.

After Ye Zifeng saw the hill, his eyes that had been wandering around refused to move away.

Call!

With a flash of his figure, Ye Zifeng came to this hill less than a hundred zhang high.

His hand pressed on the big sword behind him, and a coercion belonging to the power of breaking the void flowed out of Ye Zifeng's body.

Then, he swung his sword.

Prosperous!

The domineering sword light bloomed, slashing at the hill, splitting it in two.

A broken flying sword, revealing from the bottom of the hill.

Although the flying sword has been broken, the brilliance circulating on its body is still eye-catching, and it is obvious that before it is broken, this flying sword is a good spiritual weapon.

It was the natal weapon in front of Zuoqiu, the delusion-breaking spirit sword.

Of course, Ye Zifeng recognized this spirit sword, and his free palm grabbed the broken flying sword in the air.

Shout!

The flying sword was already in his hand.

"Master, you have completed the confession, so the Heart Devouring Spell can be solved. The palm of his hand rubbed lightly on the broken body of the flying sword, and Ye Zifeng said to himself with a smile: "The next thing is the battle between the son and the mother of the forbidden technique." ”

"Master, you can't think of it, after twenty years, the apprentice has finally gotten rid of your control. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Zifeng's smile that had never disappeared from his face suddenly converged at this moment, and was replaced by a hoarse roar of exhaustion, and his handsome face was already full of hideousness: "This game between 'son' and 'mother' is that I won, and the ultimate achievement of your life's cultivation is mine." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zifeng cut his palm with the flying sword left in Zuoqiu, and the red blood dripped on the body of this broken sword.

"Hahaha! You want to use me as a furnace to practice the forbidden technique of son and mother, but you never thought that one day, the 'mother' would be devoured by the 'son', master, master, you are wise, but you underestimated me Ye Zifeng. ”

After the broken sword left behind by Zuoqiu was soaked in Ye Zifeng's blood, it burst into brilliant brilliance.

The latter's figure was completely shrouded in brilliance.

Talking to himself, Ye Zifeng, whose face was full of madness, did not dodge in the face of the shroud of brilliance, and let himself be wrapped in it.

However, just after a short pause, Ye Zifeng's face changed suddenly, and he let out an incredible exclamation: "How can you not ......?"

Halfway through his words, Ye Zifeng's eyes instantly turned red, and his broken cultivation immediately exploded.

Even the Spirit Root Giant Sword in his body rose from the top of his head, as if he was trying his best to resist something.

But in the face of that unknown power, Ye Zifeng seemed to be extremely struggling.

The madness on his face gradually turned to horror, and on this barren land, he let out a terrible scream: "Zuoqiu !!"

The brilliance converged, and the voice was dumb.

Ye Zifeng's eyes became dull at this moment.

After a short rest, it gradually turned to clarity, and what was re-revealed in the pupils was a sense of vicissitudes that Ye Zifeng did not have.

"I am your master, I can make you, and I can control you. In this game between the 'son' and the 'mother', I have always won. ”

Lightly clenching the wound on the palm of his hand, 'Ye Zifeng' gently touched his eyebrows as he spoke, and a Yin Yang Dao robe was draped on his body.

Different from the ordinary Yin-Yang Dao robe, the position of the Yin-Yang Fish in the center of the Dao robe are two burning flames.

(End of chapter)