"Demon, that's it!"

As soon as the long eyebrows saw that the situation was critical, how could he let him succeed, and immediately the real force operated, and the charm appeared, which was used for the two fingers of both hands, holding two eyebrows respectively, from the root to the tip, only to see the white eyebrows silver light appeared, with the real force moving. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four elders shot out in unison and joined forces on the long eyebrows.

A Tai Chi was formed in front of the five people, the Yin and Yang instruments rotated, and the two strands of eyebrows passed through it, growing and elongated in an instant, and the momentum was like three thousand zhang, straight to the several black gases in the sky.

As soon as the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch saw the five of them working together, he also strengthened his magic power at the moment, and several strands of black qi began to fork, from more than ten shares to hundreds of shares, and then to tens of millions of shares.

Under the joint urging of the five people, the two strands of eyebrows swayed like gods, scattered in front of the masters of all factions, like thousands of silver threads, entwined with those black gases.

As soon as the black qi came into contact with the eyebrows, they became entangled with each other and entwined endlessly. The two sides are equal in number, both of them are uncountable, but what can be seen is that they are entangled one by one.

Changmei and the four elders felt that the true power was constantly leaking, but at this moment, they absolutely couldn't stop it, and they could only use it to consume each other.

The Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch couldn't believe it, he was shocked and angry, and said: "Old Dao, I didn't expect you to have this hand, and you are worthy of your name." Okay, since you stopped it, I'll take your true yuan first, and it's not too late to clean them up!"

Hearing this, Yu Pengcheng hurriedly blocked the front, drew a talisman with a sword, and formed a protective wall in front. Zhang Zhen, Chen Mao and others injected real power to thicken the protective wall.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" Dongfang Minhan rushed to join in regardless of the risk.

"Little junior sister, ...... you" Yu Pengcheng didn't know what to say about her, but he didn't say the words of refusal, because he joined the protective talisman array and couldn't be easily withdrawn.

Dongfang Minhan knew what he was going to say, pursed his thin lips, and said, "Senior brother, it is important to subdue demons and eliminate demons, it is natural to protect the head master and the four senior uncles, don't be distracted by me." ”

"Hmph, it's all a small skill of carving insects!" the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch said disapprerovingly, and then raised his left palm and slapped it at a few people on the ground.

The blood-red palm wind struck straight down, leaving a residue in the air.

Seeing the situation at a glance, Fu You immediately brought the five uninjured juniors to help, doubling the protective wall again.

The Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch glanced at the increase in manpower on the ground, the protection was strengthened, his brows froze, and he slapped his palm again. This palm obviously improved its strength, and the palm wind changed from blood red to dark red, and the afterimage of the palm wind lasted for a long time.

The protective wall that Yu Pengcheng, Fu You and others worked together was shattered by the first palm of the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch, but more than a dozen people were busy stabilizing Zhenyuan and continued to keep the protective wall gathered but not dispersed.

However, under the pressure of the second palm, the protective wall could no longer bear it, and the combined efforts of everyone were completely dispersed, and the dark red palm wind fell to the ground, making a loud noise, shaking the bricks and stones in all directions, and more than ten people were also planted in all directions, and the ground was punched out of a depression more than a foot deep.

"You can't stop it anymore, the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch has absorbed hundreds of True Yuan, and now he has boosted his magic skills several times. Chang Mei said while using the true method, you can't let the disciples do more useless work.

That's right, the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch has fused the true yuan power he has absorbed, and his magic power has increased greatly, and he is still so powerful that it can be seen that the formation cannot resist it. If it weren't for the other half of his strength and the five people such as Changmei, I'm afraid that Yu Pengcheng and the others would not only be injured.

Even if Changmei didn't say anything, Yu Pengcheng, Fu You and the others were powerless to stop it, because the strength of that palm was really powerful, and it had already shocked the true qi in the body and hurt the vitality.

However, among them, Zhang Zhen seemed to be slightly injured, I don't know if it was because of his profound cultivation or some other reason, he quickly stabilized his breath and was able to stand up.

"Old Dao Changmei, take your life!" "The Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch didn't allow them to have any more chances, and the third palm had already slapped down violently.

The palm wind changed from red blood to black purple, and this palm had a thousand powers, leaving a trace of light that seemed to divide the sky in two.

Changmei and the four elders turned pale, unable to dodge or resist at this moment, allowing the force to approach rapidly.

Zhang Zhen's figure flickered, and he blocked in front of him again.

This move shocked everyone, and they never thought that he would not be hurt in the slightest.

Zhang Zhen has no sword in his hand, but he stands up with a sword, under the operation of real power, a Taiji aura is drawn under his feet, and the eight spirit runes are in the direction of the gossip, and suddenly the light rises from the ground, and the surrounding ground trembles, making a sound of friction of masonry.

Changmei and the four elders happened to see this scene, and they were all extremely surprised: the superior realm of the way of the sword, he had realized that there was no sword in his hand, and everything was used as a sword, and he was only one step away from the way of the sword soul!

Yes, Zhang Zhen has indeed achieved the superior realm of swordsmanship, and he can use all things as swords, and this cultivation is something that no one in the sect thought of. The way of "sword soul" is the soul of the sword, and it is also on the basis of "making all things as a sword", and the qi of all things becomes a sword, and the virtual and the real are mutualized.

So, why Yu Huashui was able to realize the "sword soul" in one step, this point is unknown to everyone, maybe only the previous generation of sword cultivators forget the dust to know the answer. However, how did Zhang Zhen realize the superior realm of swordsmanship? Everyone also had no answer.

Soon, under the impetus of Zhang Zhen's true power, bricks and stones floated around his body, like stars in the sky, and then quickly converged, combining into a giant sword above the front of him, cast by bricks and stones, the masonry and stone were so consistent that the gap was about invisible.

This ordinary-looking clumsy sword, but it requires unlimited power to sacrifice, and the power is conceivable, far better than the fairy sword or magic weapon used in the hands of others.

When it was too late, the purple and black palm power came with the power of thunder, and the giant swords greeted each other like a sea of mountains. When the two touched, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the strength surged, and the masonry flew sideways.

The Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch showed a look of amazement, but it quickly disappeared again, although the other party had such a high level of cultivation, in the end it was still not worth caring about, and he strengthened his magic power at the moment, so that the palm power advanced inch by inch.

Zhang Zhen's cultivation is indeed profound, but compared with the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch, it is still far behind, I saw that the masonry on the giant sword could not withstand the strong squeeze, and it had begun to crumble one after another, and the gap on the giant sword became bigger and bigger, and it retreated step by step.

Seeing this, Yu Pengcheng wanted to step forward to help, but he was seriously injured and had to watch.

Zhang Zhen had already tried his best to resist, but his feet still slipped back involuntarily, leaving deep marks on the ground, and the masonry around the traces was even cracked.

Finally, the giant sword composed of masonry shattered, and Zhang Zhen's body shook under the pressure of the powerful magic power, spurting out a mouthful of blood. But he didn't give up, and for the sake of the people behind him, he held on.

Changmei and the four elders saw it in their eyes, and they couldn't bear it, and they had the heart to open their mouths to let him avoid it, but they were worried about distracting him by speaking.

"Senior Brother Zhang......" Dongfang Minhan groaned softly, struggling to support his body, unable to bear to see what was going to happen next.

Everyone knows that as long as this palm power falls, everyone here will definitely not survive, but everyone has no other thoughts in their hearts, and they are completely secretly cheering for Zhang Zhen, hoping that he can defuse this blow.

In fact, if you block this blow, you still can't defeat the Heavenly Demon Immortal Monarch, and the result is still the same, from this point of view, anyone's resistance is a useless struggle.

There was another loud bang, the masonry giant sword had shattered, and the broken bricks and stones fell one after another, and Zhang Zhen also fell backwards because of his strength. And the purple and black palm wind broke through the resistance and descended fiercely, bringing a feeling of suffocation.

Changmei and the others had a sad face, today's "Xianlong Sword Sect" has suffered heavy losses one after another, facing destruction, and the disciples in the sect and all the factions in the world will no longer exist after today.

The hard work accumulated over many years will be ruined in one fell swoop, and it will be worthy of the ancestors and ancestors. More importantly, you can't destroy the evil spirits, and you can't teach people to be unwilling.

I don't know how many lives I have to bury with my own sect. What does this whistleblower want to do behind the scenes, and how many lives will be planted in his hands in the future?

The purple and black palm wind is like a life-seeking demon, and the black air in the sky seems to change the whole world.

However, in that distant sky, a white light was faintly visible, piercing down from the black sky, fluttering closer, getting bigger and bigger, and finally meeting everyone's eyes, it was a sword, which seemed to bring a glimmer of hope to the people who were looking at the clouds and clouds in the great drought.