The sword fell like rain, and the heavens and the earth were killed!

A huge thunder exploded in mid-air, the wind was strong, and there was no change in color in the crowd. The sand and gravel on Tongtian Peak flew away, the dust was flying, and the seven strange light sources were endless, and above the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that radiated bright light, a shining colorful qi sword slowly appeared, constantly getting bigger, and at the same time, from this main sword, various colors of qi swords were constantly separated, more and more, instantly filling the sky, reflecting the colorful circulation of the entire Tongtian Peak Mountain, which was incomparably beautiful!

The sword shadow is invisible and the ice and snow are tangible, with the explosion of the huge thunder, the wind and snow turn into ice, each ice cube contains a supreme sword intent, thousands of sword rain endlessly, heaven and earth are shocked.

The mountain behind the Tsutenbon.

Dao Xuan sat on the ground in a decadent manner, his face full of sadness, "The Zhuxian Ancient Sword has been controlled by the Ghost King, and Qingyun is in danger." ”

Tian Buyi clenched his fists, looked at the colorful divine light gathered in the sky, and scolded Cangsong Daoren, in his opinion, the secret of the Zhuxian Sword Formation was leaked by Cangsong, Yu Guang glanced at Dao Xuan, who was pale, and the blame on his lips finally turned into a sigh.

Dao Xuan also noticed Tian Buyi's gaze, and said bitterly, "I have never told Cang Song about the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and I don't know where the Ghost King learned about the sword technique and formation. ”

Lin Jingyu pointed ahead with a shocked face, dumbfounded, "Master... Look, is that Xiao Fan?"

Tian Buyi and Dao Xuan raised their eyes and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot. I saw that in the rain of swords in the sky, a vague figure stood out of thin air, walking step by step towards the ghost king standing proudly above the void.

.....

The rain of swords fell and the ground should have been devastated, but the sword light that was enough to cover the entire territory of Tongtian Peak shattered above everyone's heads, and the sword qi disappeared strangely before it could splash, as if it had never appeared.

Zhou Bai's face was solemn, his long sleeves fluttering, and he walked step by step towards the ghost king in mid-air, as he approached, the boundary of the disappearance of the sword was also rising, and everyone in front of the hall looked up to find the clue.

I saw a strange arc under Zhou Bai's feet wrapping the entire mountain, and the sword rays that split out of the Zhuxian Sword were not shattered, but fell into the arc, as if separated by two worlds, and like Sumeru outside the world.

At this moment, the ghost king's whole body has been wrapped in the sword of the Immortal, and countless fierce demonic qi has transformed into heavenly demonic beasts behind his back. Zhu Xian is a fairy sword and a magic sword, its origin is the blood jade turned into the corpse of the ancient demon god, although it has the ability to kill gods and punish immortals, it also has the spirit of devouring blood and ferocity.

But all users are not affected by its backlash, even the original Qingyunzi is no exception, but although such an evil sword is full of demonic energy, it cannot infect the ghost king in the slightest, although the body is wrapped in the sword, the soul of the machine spirit is beyond all things in heaven and earth, and looks down on the existence of this world.

The violent aura was tumbling and boiling, and the ghost king who was standing with his sword in his hand had a calm face, and when he saw Zhou Bai approaching in the air, he showed a faint smile, "Arriving at the Zhuxian Sword Formation with the Sword Domain, it is worthy of Zhou Bai." ”

A gust of wind suddenly broke out in the void, rolling up Zhou Bai's empty right hand, and the ghost king shook his head and sighed, "Hongyu didn't wake up, how did you reach the Zhuxian Sword Might?" With his light sigh, the sky was full of sword rain suddenly gathered, and the huge colorful main sword in the sky was also manipulated by invisible mana, and with the momentum of opening the sky and breaking the earth, it rumbled down.

The main sword of the formation, plus the sword body of the Zhuxian Immortal, this kind of power slammed into the shackles of the world, and the sound of 'babbling' came from the sword body, which was piercing and unpleasant, as if the world was emitting a mournful cry, and for a while, the world in everyone's eyes was distorted into a piece of crumpled shredded paper, as a portrait on the paper, they couldn't move to look at the sword light in front of them.

Unable to dodge or block, even the blink and thoughts stopped in this sword light.

'Farewell, Zhou Bai. ’

Life and death are only on the line, but Zhou Bai suddenly thought of that verdant figure, and now Zhu Xian has been stirred into a mess by him, and there is no longer a heartbreaking 'infatuation spell', there is no such thing as being crazy for love, and crazy for love.

Turning his head to look at his feet, a line of sight happened to touch him, his white clothes were as white as snow and stained red in blood, but it was a pity that this red clothes were not the one in his heart, and he didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.

Love is tender and cruel, but it cannot be crippled.

"Ruby, remember?"

I...... I don't want to leave you alone.

A red glow lit up in the depths of the dark clouds, and the deep color burned like a flame with a thousand feet of red light, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly quiet, only a whisper came from the sky, whispering, and diving into the heart.

'Zhou Bai~''Zhou Bai~~''Zhou Bai~~~'

The ghost king's face changed suddenly, and the phantom of the demon god behind him looked up at the sky as if he had a sense, and the hoarse roar was wiped out by a strange force before a few steps were heard, and the demon god was unwilling to be furious, but he was helpless.

The red clothes flashed in the clouds, Zhou Bai smiled slightly, there was nothing else in his eyes, and a soft voice came out of his mouth.

"You... It's back. ”

"Impossible! The red jade sword body has just been formed, and she is still asleep in the sword domain, it is impossible for her to wake up so soon!" The ghost king took half a step back, and the sword rays that fell suddenly scattered into endless points of light, how can the sword move be collected, and the originally flawless soul made a crisp sound, like broken glass, like falling rocks on the surface of a lake.

In the next moment, countless demon god phantoms no longer had time to pay attention to the different colors of the clouds, and a pair of greedy and ferocious eyes stared at the crack in the ghost king's body, this weak and invisible fine line was the crack of his divine soul, and it was also the wavering of his will.

"Zhou Bai, you are lying to me!" The crack closed instantly, and the evil demon behind him also crashed into the healing crack at this time, the ghost king's face changed, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the demon invasion could only be countered by the realm, but with the continuous collision, the wavering of his will also intensified.

Countless thin black lines surged out from Tongtian Peak, and the black beads buried by Zhou Bai in the Yuqing Hall also flew up, rolling up with the black lines behind him like a comet and crashing into the ghost king whose face was constantly changing.

The more he resisted the demon's pull, the stronger it became, and the demon's pull made him unable to dodge the flying balls, like mud cows entering the sea, and the balls disappeared between the ghost king's foreheads.

Countless black mist erupted from his body in an instant, condensing into a heavy cocoon in front of him, and at the same time, seven faint light smoke floated out from the Zhuxian Sword, merging into the heavy cocoon.

The luster-losing Zhuxian Sword was like a worn-out stone sword, falling from the air, and sticking straight into the middle of the Demon Sect and Qingyun disciples, the mottled sword body was dull, and no one could have imagined that the invincible sword intent of Shicai came from this stone sword.

The poison god rolled his eyes, glanced at Zhou Bai who was drifting away, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was greedy but knew how to advance and retreat, the longer he lived, the simpler the things he considered, that is, to live a little longer.

He knew that if he took a step forward, the monk known as 'Zhou Bai' would never let him go.

"Retreat!" There are countless strange rays, scattered in all directions.