"You're going to get in my way, too?"

The figure that was so calm that it made people tremble gradually appeared from the fading blood mist, and the blood mist was not dispersed, but absorbed into the body, the sword body and the flesh body, the two were invisibly one at this moment, and the breath was blended and rotated repeatedly.

The unusually black and white eyes glanced at the old man blocking the way in front of him, and then raised to look at the sky where the wind and clouds gathered.

The clouds flickered and darkened, and thunder and lightning flickered.

And his words were like speaking to both.

One is the person in front of him, and the other is the thunder and lightning that the mountain rain is about to come, as if it is continuing, and when it is just a thousand moments, it will slash towards the person and the sword that cannot be tolerated.

"Damnation?"

The old man's eyes shrank, looking at the sky that turned into a sea of thunder and retreated sharply, like them such a demonic thing, the most deadly is this brilliant heavenly might, it is him, and it is inevitable that it is vulgar.

As soon as he lifted his footsteps, his figure was completely submerged in the earth, and when he appeared, he was already a hundred feet away, and he was still uneasy at such a distance, and suddenly he fled again, until he was out of the dim sky.

It's just that although he is under the sun, his heart is still cold.

As soon as he stopped, he saw the thundercloud that was about to press down on the world and the figure standing proudly on the top of the mountain facing each other.

Brilliant thunder, divine power like prison, but that person is not an ordinary person, no words, no action, a tragic aura has been from him as the source to spread out in all directions, with a fierce intent, with a surging murderous aura.

Everywhere they passed, they all turned to death, and the mountains that originally seemed to be black and yellow were like a basin of ink poured on their heads, all of which were dyed black.

"Hmm. ”

As if snorting in anger, the man finally moved, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed at the thundercloud that seemed to be within reach.

This is a stab, there is no amazing true yuan spiritual power, there is no amazing sword move, just a bland stab, but the sky thundercloud was actually pierced under this blow.

At this moment, he forgot everything, forgot the true yuan spiritual power, forgot the cultivation of the sword, and the only thing he had was the fierce qi that spread all over the limbs and hundreds of bones in his body, wandering all over his body.

However, with a simple stab, urging it with a ferocious aura, I don't want to be so terrifying, and the sword is like a pillar, and suddenly the boundless thundercloud is poked into a hole, more like it wants to penetrate the cosmic firmament.

The thunder that gathered was even more dispersed, as if it had lost its voice.

It's just that it's as simple as that.

In the ancient mythology, that Nuwa felt the way, so she made people out of the soil, and the body it became was the innate Taoist body, which means the carrier of the Tao.

However, life and death are impermanent, reincarnation is unprovoked, all things are born and die, and there are many longevity.

Under the practice, people have been deepening day by day for decades, eager to break through the limit of life and death, and turn the number into an innumerable.

It's a pity that the order of heaven and earth can be broken so easily, and this thunder is rumored to be born by heaven and earth to punish all the rebels in the world.

The autumn water cold turned into a fierce weapon at this moment, which means that Liu Baiyi is also like this, how can heaven and earth tolerate it.

The scattered thunder rolled and reunited, even darker, as black as ink.

Just for a moment.

"Boom!"

The lightning of the thickness of the bucket suddenly slashed down, and under the waves, I saw a low hill that exploded in an instant, turning into a large crater, and the arcs of lightning in the depths of the thundercloud were like rolling and writhing dragons, roaring endlessly.

"Click......

At the end of the day, I saw that a lightning bolt had fallen, and the whip of the gods of heaven and earth was dark blue and black, and it was waved towards the person who was still standing, and the sound had just sounded, and the thunder had arrived.

At the same time, the person who had been waiting also moved, and the tip of the sword went straight up, and the sword momentum seemed to be an illusion magnified countless times, and between the collision between the two, it actually dissipated at the same time, regardless of the situation.

"Snort!"

Almost at the same time, the sword in his hand was still endless, and three earth-shattering sword shadows were stabbed, meeting the three lightning bolts that followed, only to see the two people watching from afar with shock and silence.

The old man is a demon, he knows very well how terrifying this thunder power is, people don't need to transform into shapes, but they do, practice for thousands of years, but just to cultivate the Dao body, and continue to survive this calamity.

And there was another person watching in the distance, her eyes were staring at the figure in the distance, but she seemed to be a little confused, it was the pearl.

For some reason, there was a sudden anger in her eyes, and the anger of the thunder was more like the anger of heaven and earth.

She also seems to be a person who has forgotten something.

The old man in the distance also saw Mingzhu at this time, and his body shook, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Mingzhu?"

Under the hissing startle, his face suddenly became very strange, and then he turned and left, as if he had seen some great horror, and did not stop there.

"She's still alive, she's still alive...... If those people know, I am afraid of catastrophe. There was only a faint sound of horror in the wind, and he seemed to know something that no one else knew.

It's just that at this moment, Mingzhu has been staring at that person, and the bright sword light flashes away as soon as it appears, but the power is amazingly terrifying, that is, it is not weaker than the power of this heaven and earth.

Under the thunder, the thunder lasted for two days and two nights, and the mountain was even more dwarfed by more than ten zhang, and the surroundings were scorched and black, and there was no grass.

Only Mingzhu ran over, the thunder dispersed, and she was forcibly killed by that person with sword qi, she was panicked, and she had already run into the scorched pit.

It's just that there is still a little bit of life, and the stones and soil inside it are scorched if they are not powder.

Mingzhu stood there.

And there was a man standing in the pit, still the same as before, looking out of place with the tragedy around him.

Seeing that Liu Baiyi was fine, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as she wanted to go down, she saw that Liu Baiyi's face turned white instantly, and blood was flowing out of her seven orifices.

Then he fell on his back with a sword, and was seriously injured.