"Boom!"

In the night sky, a beam of fire suddenly exploded at the city gate, and in the sky-high flames, the lonely figure of Ziyang Zhenren became taller and taller, and around him, one after another the netherworld death qi that broke through the sky fled towards the surroundings at a faster speed than before!

Although the Purple Gold Flame could not compare to the Nether Death Qi born from the Endless Abyss in terms of level, in the face of the absolute number gap, these were just Nether Death Qi that exploded from Jiangcheng's Divine Soul, but they could not threaten him yet! It's just that it was not so easy for Ziyang Zhenren to destroy these Nether Death Qi! After all, in terms of realm level, Nether Death Qi was even higher than his Purple Gold Flame!

"Sleeve up!"

In the midst of the flames, Ziyang Zhenren suddenly shouted, and a robe sleeve made of purple gold flames suddenly pierced through the flames, becoming bigger and bigger in mid-air, and in just an instant, it had already covered the entire sky above the city gate!

"Close!"

With a clear drink, the laws between heaven and earth suddenly fluctuated, and I saw that in the open flame robe sleeve, a flame pattern like a black hole suddenly rose, and then a huge suction force swept from the robe sleeve to all directions!

Seeing that his "Sleeve Universe" technique was stalemate with the Netherworld Death Qi, Ziyang Zhenren, who had turned into a flame giant, couldn't help but look nervous, but he didn't expect that this Netherworld Death Qi, which had lost Jiang Cheng's control, would be so difficult to deal with!

However, no matter how difficult it is to deal with, it is impossible for him to let it go at this time!

After taking a deep breath, a wisp of brilliant golden natal vitality suddenly erupted from Ziyang True Mouth, and after hovering slightly in the void, it turned into a flame imprint, directly merging into the Loose Pattern Dao Sword that was carried behind him!

"Boom!"

When the natal vitality was integrated into the Loose Pattern Dao Sword, the long sword that had already given birth to spiritual wisdom suddenly let out a painful sword roar, as if it was suffering from pain!

The sound of the sword became louder and louder, and the flame imprint that was integrated into the sword body was as if it had come to life at this time, directly outside the scabbard of the Loose Pattern Dao Sword, and transformed into a golden sea of fire!

When the sea of fire took shape, the Ziyang Zhenren who was in the purple gold flames, while controlling the Dao technique "in his sleeve" in mid-air, did not let those ghostly death qi dissipate, pinched the trick with one hand, and pointed into a sword, and pointed at the loose pattern Dao sword behind him, and shouted: "Disease!"

True Yuan is Mana!

With a low shout from Ziyang Zhenren, a beam of red-golden fire suddenly flew out from the Loose Pattern Dao Sword, and the Loose Pattern Dao Sword, which was wrapped in a golden sea of fire, seemed to turn into a flame dragon at this moment, hovering slightly in the sky, and after letting out a heaven-shattering sword groan, it rushed towards the Netherworld Death Qi that was fixed in mid-air by the Skill of the Thousand Universe in his sleeve!

"Boom ......"

The three-foot green peak, coupled with the golden sea of fire, turned into a flame dragon that was more than ten meters long, compared to the Netherworld Death Qi hovering in mid-air, it was like an insignificant little loach! When the two collided, the scattered Netherworld Death Qi was directly swallowed into the crimson golden flame dragon, and the flames turned into the natal energy in the long sword slowly refined little by little!

"Roaring ......"

I couldn't tell whether it was the sound of a sword chant or a dragon roar, it echoed in mid-air for a long time, and directly spread over the entire Xuandu City! At the same time, the Netherworld Death Qi was taken away by the flame dragon and swallowed into its belly, turning into dark black ink lines, dyeing the crimson golden dragon body with different shades of markings, which looked very weird!

A moment later, when nearly one-third of the Netherworld Death Qi was swallowed by the Flame Dragon, the remaining Netherworld Death Qi could no longer resist the devouring of the Qiankun Technique in the sleeve, and they flew upside down towards the flame robe sleeves in mid-air! It's just that, just like those Netherworld Death Qi that was swallowed into the belly of the Flame Dragon, these Netherworld Death Qi that was collected by the Skill of the Universe in the sleeve were only temporarily taken away and suppressed.

"Close!"

In the midst of the purple gold flames, the sleeves of Ziyang Zhenren's robe swung slightly, whether it was the flame robe sleeves in the sky or the purple gold flames around him, they all poured directly into the golden crow spirit fetus in his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!

"I'm sorry, old man!"

The Loose Pattern Long Sword went straight to the scabbard, but was fished out of the air by Ziyang Zhenren! However, at this moment, the flame dragon body that the Loose Pattern Long Sword turned into had already dispersed, revealing on the sword body in front of Ziyang Zhenren, but there were more than ten deep or shallow ink marks, and near these ink marks, there were looming cracks, but they were already covered with the entire sword body of the long sword, making this Loose Pattern Dao Sword, which had reached the peak of the heaven-level divine weapon, look like a porcelain that was about to break!

Heaven-level Divine Weapon! The highest level divine weapon in the Divine Prefecture World! But even so, this Pine Pattern Dao Sword, which had reached the peak of the Heaven-level Divine Weapon, had only imprisoned thirteen Netherworld Death Qi, and it was already on the verge of collapse of the sword body! At this moment, in Ziyang Zhenren's body, there were nearly thirty such Netherworld Death Qi imprisoned!

"Buzz!"

The body of the Songwen Dao Sword that was gently touched by Ziyang Zhenren shook slightly, and let out a weak buzzing sound, as if it was comforting its master!

The palm of the hand lightly rested on the sword body, and a feeling of water and milk blending rose from Ziyang Zhenren's heart, although the Songwen Dao Sword could not be transformed into an opening, but for the meaning it wanted to express, Ziyang Zhenren already knew it clearly!

"Okay! I promise you! As long as you can absorb it, these things are yours!"

The corners of Ziyang Zhenren's mouth curled slightly, and when he spoke, the movement of stroking on the long sword became more and more gentle!

"Okay, you can rest for a while, and I'll take care of the rest!"

As if facing an old friend for many years, after inspecting the entire sword body, Ziyang Zhenren slowly inserted it into the scabbard behind his back!

After the long sword was returned to the sheath, the smile on Ziyang Zhenren's face instantly dissipated, and his figure flashed, and the whole person stepped into the city gate of Xuandu again, one in each hand, and after picking up Yue Qianqiu and the others, he flashed to the city wall of Xuandu again!

Looking at the waning moon in the sky gradually slanting westward, and the faintly revealing east with a touch of fish belly white, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help but show a tired look on his face, this day, he didn't know how many times he swung his sword, how many thousands of people he killed, and how many cities he destroyed!

Yes, it's all going to be over!

With a hint of inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, Ziyang Zhenren's hands on the necks of Yue Qianqiu and the two of them each burst out with a true element, which was directly poured into the two of them, waking up the two who had fallen into a coma!

"Whoosh!

Two sounds of breaking the sky sounded in a row, and before Yue Qianqiu, who had just regained consciousness, could react, the two of them were directly sealed in the Qi Sea Star Swirl by Ziyang Zhenren!

"What are you going to do?"

The two of them, who had just woken up and had not yet fully figured out the situation, were directly sealed by Ziyang Zhenren with the true yuan power in their bodies, and Yue Yu, who subconsciously drank violently!

And Yue Qianqiu, who had also just woken up, was much calmer than his own clan brother at this time! Just when Yue Yu was violently resisting, he silently felt the power of the seal in his body! What made him a little relieved was that the seal that Ziyang Zhenren had put on him was not very complicated, and he didn't need help from others, as long as he was given a little time, he could break it himself!

However, compared to this matter, what Yue Qianqiu cared about more was the Netherworld Death Qi that almost killed him before, and all of them had disappeared at this moment! What this meant, he naturally knew it clearly!

This made him extremely frustrated, and at the same time, he couldn't help but be slightly happy! Although Ziyang Zhenren's strength made him feel desperate, since Ziyang Zhenren didn't kill him now, it meant that he still had hope of living, although he was likely to lose all the strength in his hand, but at least he wouldn't end up like Jiang Cheng!

Thinking of Jiang Cheng, Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but feel a burst of hatred again! In today's battle, although Ziyang Zhenren's strength was far superior to him, he had never shown much murder to him, but in the hands of Jiang Cheng, his "own person", he almost died several times!

............

"Shut up!"

Just when Yue Qianqiu was full of thoughts, either frustrated or happy, Ziyang Zhenren's eyes were already looking into the void outside the Xuandu City, and for Yue Yu's violent drinking and resistance, he simply replied with the word shut up!

I don't know if it was Ziyang Zhenren who came all the way and the evil aura on his body was too heavy, or if Yue Yu sounded the terrifying two iron fists before Ziyang Zhenren, anyway, after Ziyang Zhenren's cold drink, Yue Yu, who was still bursting just now, like a wild bear, directly shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say anything!

His gaze swept slightly over the silent two, and Ziyang Zhenren's gaze directly locked on a few places in the void, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, you've been watching this way for a long time, isn't it, it's time to come out and say something to the old man?"

Ziyang Zhenren's voice fell, and there was silence in the void for a while, and Yue Qianqiu and the two of them on the city wall also looked at the void outside the Xuandu City! Although the two of them were not as strong as Ziyang Zhenren, they were also Transforming God Grandmaster-level figures after all, when they fought with Ziyang Zhenren before, they had already faintly felt that there were people around them, but at that time, the big battle was imminent, but they couldn't be distracted!

"Buzz ......"

The originally quiet void, after Ziyang Zhenren's gaze gradually became colder, was slightly flooded, and then one after another, the figures with different expressions, but the same aura slowly walked out of the void!

One, two...... Four ...... Six ......

In a moment, outside the originally empty city, there were directly six more figures, six figures of the realm of transforming gods!

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven! There are seven Taoist friends here, it seems that everyone is very concerned about the position of the co-master of Shenzhou!"

Looking at those figures who slowly walked out of the void, the expression on Ziyang Zhenren's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart! Although the Divine World is large, after experiencing the fusion of Shenzhou and the Inner Earth's World, there are only fourteen Avatar Grandmasters who are lucky enough to survive! Even with Ye Fan and the Qilin Demon God who have just broken through to the Avatar Realm, there are only sixteen of them!

And now, including himself, there are already as many as eleven people who have appeared in this Xuandu City! If you add Li Wenxuan, who should have died, then the Divine Transformation Grandmaster present today has already occupied as much as two-thirds of the entire Shenzhou World, and there are only five people left!

To put it bluntly, the people who can really decide the future direction of the Shenzhou world are these people standing outside the Xuandu City at this moment!

"Real people! Old people are here, but they are not here to ......"

It seemed that in the cold gaze of Ziyang Zhenren, he felt the killing intent, and an old man who had just walked out of the void hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but before he could finish speaking, Ziyang Zhenren's gaze suddenly swept to the top of the old man's head, his eyes suddenly cold, and he drank: "Why, this Taoist friend, do you have to ask Lao Dao to invite you in person!"

When he spoke, Ziyang Zhenren's heart couldn't help but tighten, just before this crane-haired old man spoke, he didn't even notice the existence of the other party, if it wasn't for the old man who attracted his attention when he spoke, Ziyang Zhenren might not be able to discover this eighth person hidden in the void!

"Invite me, you don't have to!

In the void, a cold voice slowly came out, compared to the bowfulness of the crane-haired old man, this cold voice was undoubtedly much more indifferent! But from another point of view, the indifferent attitude of the person who came also proved his confidence in his own strength!

As he spoke, a green shirt slowly stepped out of the void, and the person who came came with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose like a gall, a slightly thin body with a gloom that seemed to be integrated into the bones, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth!

"It's you!"