Nine Heavens Xuansha, brilliant and mighty.

Yesterday's torrential rain all night, early in the morning, the hazy sky became more and more gloomy, the hissing wind outside the cave suddenly stopped, the ghost king's face suddenly changed and looked up at the dim stone wall, the mountain stream was originally under a heavy mountain in the Liubo Mountain, the mountain was a hundred feet high, straight into the sky.

Everyone didn't know why, but Xiao Yicai smiled, didn't care about the blood that kept spilling out of his mouth, and laughed, "Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder." Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword. Looking around, although he was prostrate on the ground, he stared at him unruly, "Have you ever heard of my Qingyun's 'Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique'!"

Before the words fell, a loud noise was heard running through the entire valley from top to bottom, the leylines shook violently, and the four walls collapsed. A thunderbolt turned into a sword light, splitting the mountain and opening the rocks, and there was nothing to stop it, and the rolling stones rolled down, and everyone was terrified and inexplicable.

Above the nine heavens, Cangsong Daoren's face was pale, desperately panting, he had tried his best to use this sword, and he had no strength to fight in a short time. Several disciples beside him hurriedly stepped forward to help Cang Song, and took out a large amount of elixir from his arms to take it down.

The disciples of Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley all showed awe and admiration when they saw this.

As the mountain was separated from the left and right, the splashes of debris made into streamers that broke through the low dark clouds, and the rain that had stopped in the morning fell again, from drizzling to pouring like a waterfall, all kinds of different colors stretched out from the cliff to the sky, fleeing in all directions.

Dressed in black like ink, the ghost king stepped into the air, sneering on his face, "Cangsong, who gave you the courage to dare to provoke me." Casually picked up a corpse and threw it at Cang Song, the dirty blood was washed away by the rain curtain and bright red, and the Qingyun disciple next to Cang Song flew out and grabbed the unkempt and gray-faced 'corpse', opened it and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Xiao!"

"Ten thousand people!" Cang Song was furious, although Xiao Yicai was not dead, he was also angry, his meridians were broken inch by inch, and his qi sea spiritual sense was also crushed and cut off, even if he was rescued, time was running out. "You're hiding here?!"

They originally thought that Liubo Mountain Kui Niu was just a cover for the Ghost King to attract the two factions of the righteous and demon, but now Tian Buyi and the disciples of Da Zhufeng had just left, and he saw the Ghost King himself, which made Cang Song can't help but muttered in his heart, could it be that their estimation was wrong, the Ghost King's intention was still the strange beast 'Kui Niu' in the East China Sea?

"This is your Daoxuan Senior Brother's first apprentice, right?It should also be the first seat of Tongtian Peak in the future, but it's a pity...."The Ghost King smiled fiercely, his eyes were emotionless, "I wonder if Tongtian Summit will arrange a waste to be the first one?"

"Nine thunders fall, heaven and earth are clear!"

Cang Song gritted his teeth, several flying swords behind him flew up and turned into one out of thin air, and several disciples of Longshou Peak had solemn faces, and white qi rose above their heads, obviously placing their whole body spiritual power on the flying swords.

The Ghost King looked at Cang Song indifferently, and sneered, "Divine Sword Imperial Thunder True Technique and Nine Heavens Xuanqing Swordsmanship, today I actually saw the two major town sect spells of Qingyun Gate, but it's a pity that the Zhuxian Sword is not here, wouldn't it be better to get together enough three swords?!"

"I haven't seen him for a few years, but the Ghost King will be quick to speak, with thorns and sarcasm, which is not like the bearing of the Ghost King Sect Master. Cang Song poured a bottle of elixir, his face was glowing with flame red light, and the flying sword in the sky fell suddenly, and Cang Song was hidden in the sword body.

The supreme edge tore through the dark clouds in the sky, the sun fell after a long absence, and the torrential rain stopped and the wind suddenly rose.

The old man and the wild dog Daoist who fled to the sea looked back and saw this scene, and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, although the two were not under the sword, in the middle of the air waves, but the aura of indestructibility was still terrifying.

"Old man, I think we'll have to avoid the limelight when we go back. The wild dog Taoist looked at the old man beside him dejectedly and sighed.

"Walked away. The old man, who had always been hot-tempered, was also a little disheartened at the moment, half because of this earth-shattering sword, and half because of the figure that had long been invisible.

On the way back, the old man was silent, and the wild dog Taoist smiled bitterly and ignored him.

....

Under the light of the sword, the leylines were broken, and the plants and trees were destroyed.

In the face of the Nine Heavens Xuanqing Sword, the Ghost King did not give in at all, but stretched out his hands as if he wanted to forcibly connect this supreme sword light, and in the rolling of the qi waves, the Cangsong Daoist flew out from the sword light, and the light was restrained and condensed between his fingers.

An unsheathed and handleless cyan long sword was generated between his fingers, and the great power was condensed at the tip of the sword, which was extremely difficult for even Cangsong Dao people to control.

With a bang, the ghost king clasped his hands together, and Qingyun Zhiqiang's sword was close to his heart by an inch, but this inch could no longer be approached.

"Qingyun Xuanqing Sword, but that's it!"

In Cang Song's surprised gaze, the sword body was inserted straight into the ghost king's body, not because his own mana skyrocketed, but because the ghost king gave up resistance.

The sword body does not have a sense of solidity in the body, as if it has passed through a thin piece of paper, a thin veil. The ghost king dissipated into the sky, and a blank piece of paper fell, but on the paper was a portrait.

Delicate and elegant, warm and moist like jade. Except for the eyes that had not been inked, it was exactly the same as the ghost king who appeared just now.

"True Qi Retention Technique!" Cang Song's expression changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand in disbelief to touch the portrait, and the moment his fingers touched the portrait, the white paper spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into flying ashes.

.....

To the south of Qingyun Mountain, thousands of miles away in a deserted place, there is a high mountain, called "Huqi Mountain", which is the headquarters of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect.

Due to the fact that the Ghost King had withdrawn a large number of disciples from the Ghost King Sect a month ago, there was a serious shortage of guards, and in the past half a month, there have been non-stop decent and scattered cultivators entering Huqi Mountain, which has aggravated the situation here.

"Master, the wooden plaque you left behind in the secret room is broken. A thin old man quietly appeared behind the Ghost King, and his hoarse voice was like a broken gong.

This person is masked with black cloth, leaving only a pair of narrow eyes exposed, and the eye lines are black and mysterious, and with the rotation of round and tiny eyeballs, it gives people a strange and unpredictable feeling.

The ghost king's eyes slowly opened, clear as a mirror but indifferent.

"Have you found out Zhang Xiaofan's location?"

The old man hesitated and said, "This person disappeared again after returning to the Central Plains with Tian Buyi, temporarily... For the time being...... "The old man took a few steps back and got down on one knee," the master gave me a little more time, and I would definitely find this mouse. ”

"Ghost doctor, how long have you been with me?" The ghost king got up and walked in front of the old man, looking down at the emaciated and decrepit old man in front of him. The indifferent eyes reflected the old man's frightened and frightened expression.

Two numbers that the old man didn't know flashed, and the ghost king's indifferent eyes finally had something strange.

"Have you seen Zhou Bai?" the Ghost King's tone was filled with a little expectation, and with a hint of murderous intent.

The slightest bit of killing intent is enough to make people chill.

The old man was stunned and leaned over speechlessly.