The heavens and the earth shook, and the sword qi rushed into the sky.

The red light that penetrated the heavens and the earth gradually dissipated, and a long sword that was four feet and an inch long, the body of the sword was as red as fire, and the hilt was as warm as jade, tearing through the shackles of space, and the barriers of the world slowly appeared in Zhou Bai's hand.

The moment the sword body was revealed, the entire Tongtian Peak was silent, everyone retained the movements and expressions of the right talents, only the frightened and frightened eyes could still turn back and forth, the body and soul were all out of control under the pressure of the red jade sword, and even the blood splashed on the platform was suspended in the air, as if time and space were condensed.

Zhou Bai stroked the long sword, his expression became more and more gentle, his eyes as deep as the sea turned into a clear stream of water, and a drop of water slowly fell, passing through the sword body that seemed to be real and virtual, and shattered his bones on the white jade floor under Zhou Bai's feet, and everyone present also regained consciousness with this faint sound.

"What kind of sword is this?" The poison god took a few steps backwards, and did not stop until he retreated to the edge of the main hall, as if the illusory long sword in Zhou Bai's hand was even more terrifying than the abyss behind him.

Yuyangzi and the rest of the Demon Sect disciples also looked at Zhou Bai in shock, the feeling of losing control of the physical body was too terrifying, when the divine soul and physical body were controlled, they were the ants under Zhou Bai's feet, and they were crushed by others.

The words of the poison god disturbed Zhou Bai, who was caught in his memory, Zhou Bai looked up at the people who had retreated to the edge of the main hall, and smiled dumbly, "She is Hongyu and my wife." ”

Bright as the moon, the white dress as cold as snow has long been infected with blood, and even the belt around her waist has been burned to different lengths, Lu Xueqi's wheezing voice suddenly stopped, and the Tianya in her hand trembled slightly, not that it felt the danger of the red jade sword intent, but that her heart was because of Zhou Bai's words... It's messed up.

"Red Jade?" The poisonous god showed a cautious face, old and immortal is a thief, when he saw the red jade sword, his heart had already risen to retreat, the ghost king sneaked into the back mountain to find the immortal sword and has not returned yet, but Qingyun's disciple took out a peerless divine sword that is not inferior to the immortal, this time to calculate Qingyun's plan, there are really too many variables.

The poison god rolled his eyes and glanced at Yuyangzi beside him, "This sword is too weird, and it can't be defeated unless you are an immortal." I'm going to find the Ghost King and help find the Zhuxian Sword, so that everyone can have the strength to fight. ”

Although Yuyangzi knew that the poison god regarded him as cannon fodder, he didn't know why he nodded to the poison god, and his expression was calm without any hesitation. Even Cangsong Daoren quietly retreated to Yuyangzi's side, and said expressionlessly, "Go quickly, go back quickly." ”

The poison god glanced at the two of them with some confusion, but he didn't think too much about it. The sleeves suddenly opened, and countless poisonous insects swarmed out of the sleeves, drifting into the distance like moving mist.

The black shadow figure that was originally in front of Cang Song disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already cut the fleeing black mist in two, and countless poisonous insects fell one after another, touching the ground into ashes. The other poisonous insects continued to flee without incident, and when the black shadow wanted to catch up, a blue and purple thunder had already smashed in front of the black shadow.

Cangsong Daoren's face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold and indifferent, like a godless puppet, and like a familiar and strange person to Zhou Bai.

"You're here. Zhou Bai swung out a sword, and an invisible sword mark appeared in the yin-yang mirror in Yuyangzi's hand, and the crisp sound was accompanied by a loud blasting sound, Yuyangzi's arm blocking his chest had been cut off by Qi Gen, and even the yin-yang mirror that had been passed down for generations in the Immortal Hall also became dull after a flash of light, and several inches of sword marks were deeply embedded in the surface of the magic weapon, and the gap that was almost broken destroyed the aura and mana accumulated in the magic weapon for hundreds of years.

A sword was swung out, Zhou Bai stepped into the air, the tip of the sword suddenly disappeared, Cangsong Daoren's eyes shrank, and a cyan thunder light condensed in his palm, and he pressed it on his chest without hesitation, but saw an extremely harsh sound coming from Cangsong's body, and a three-finger-wide gap was torn in the void, and a red sword tip happened to be printed on the hand of Cangsong Daoren pressed on his chest.

Lei Fa weighs the Heavenly Dao, and he must be controlled under the Heavenly Dao, even if the body of the red jade sword is beyond the Heavenly Dao, Zhou Bai also needs to be afraid of the thunder law in the world when he is the envoy of the red jade sword intent.

Zhou Bai folded back and said with a smile, "Sure enough, it's you, Machine Spirit." His smile did not resemble the gentle temperament of the appearance, but only pure murderous intent and contemptuous mockery.

"The game of peek-a-boo is fun, isn't it?" The tip of the sword disappeared at the moment when the thunder fell, Zhou Bai's figure had already come to Cang Song's side, and slashed at the opponent's throat with a sword, Zhou Bai sneered, "When I cut off your retreat little by little, how long can you hide from me?"

Cang Song leaned back to dodge, his body twisted half a circle against the common sense of the moment, and once again avoided Zhou Bai's sword qi, "Zhou Bai, do you think that if you summon the red jade, you will win?" Although the wind fell, Cang Song's expression still did not change, and a fine light flashed in his indifferent eyes, "When you were restrained by me, guess where my body was?"

Zhou Bai's sword moves became more and more rapid, his sword qi was like rain, he was the wind that carried thousands of rainstorms, why should the dying person talk nonsense? The sword qi became stronger and stronger, and the pine in the center of the storm was like a mass of rootless duckweed.

"It's you who think you've won. Zhou Bai's face was cold, like a thousand-year-old ice, and the sword qi became more and more cold, and the unstoppable sword moves conformed to the irresistible sword intent, and the waves washed the sand, and all that was left was pure killing intent.

It's just because it's pure, so there's no solution.

"Ten Thousand Swords can't stop you, and the Phantom Moon Cave can't stop you. However.... Who told you that Zhu Xian is in the Phantom Moon Cave?!"

The three words 'Wan Jianyi' are Cangsong's curse, and they are also the reason for his decades-long obsession and betrayal of Qingyun. When Zhou Bai said this name, Cang Song was shocked, his eyes were indifferent, and his expression was gray.

"Ten thousand... Senior brother..."

He can betray Qingyun, but he can't betray his beliefs, the demon seed can arouse people's obsessions and form their own inner demons, even the machine spirit that controls Cangsong's physical body is disturbed by the suddenly activated inner demon.

The red light flashed, Zhou Bai put away his sword and stood up, and the red blood beads on the tip of the sword spilled all over the ground, staining a little plum mark on the white jade floor.

Kara ~ Cang Song knelt on one knee, a sword mark slashed from his shoulder across his chest, and a bright red blood mist erupted from his cracked chest, which burned and dissipated in the air, and Cang Song's hoarse voice sounded slowly, "What do you mean?"

The physical body is dead, and the machine spirit naturally has no meaning to occupy, and now the ferocity in his eyes is gone, and his eyes are gradually dissipating, staring at the green mountains and forests in the distance, muttering and whispering.

Zhou Bai said softly, "Wan Jianyi is not dead, now he is just a sweeping old man outside the Qingyun Ancestral Hall." ”

"Not dead... There is no death...."A glimmer of light gathered in Cangsong Daoren's eyes, and the residual consciousness disappeared in the last relief.

Zhou Bai let out a long sigh and turned his head to look at the mountain forest behind Tongtian Peak, where a mysterious cave was hidden, and that person looked at him in front of the cave.