Peng Chongjia let out an injured roar, and the Seven Star Life Point was hit repeatedly by the invisible flying sword, although it was blocked by itself, but the wisps of sword qi penetrated deep into the life ** part, accumulating in Peng Chongjia's body, and the injury was like a spring bud breaking out of the ground, slowly developing and growing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I can't believe that one of my body cultivators in the late stage of the Merge Dao has been forced to this point by the three of you Divine Sword Cultivators, it's just ridiculous. Peng Chongjia caught up and said, without the slightest smile on his face.

"Thank you, juniors, for letting me know one thing, no matter how high the realm is or how strong the strength is, never be arrogant, because no matter how weak the existence is, it will make you taste failure. ”

Peng Chongjia's gaze returned to calm, the silver light in the seven orifices slowly dissipated, the originally overflowing essence turned restrained, and the seven points of light flickering on his body gradually dissipated, and finally disappeared without a trace.

In the face of Qingzhou's persecution, Peng Chongjia made a heroic response, he gave up the realm he was about to break through, beat himself back to his original form, and re-became a physical cultivation in the later stage of Hedao.

The palm of his hand stretched out, weighing the Holy Spirit Walnut, inside the hollow pattern, the silver light core had been shining for a long time, but the blood-colored silk threads were dense, and at a glance, it was impossible to count how many spirit of sword cultivation were included.

"Holy Spirit Walnut, the realm of ascension is vain after all, and I don't need Peng Chongjia. ”

Peng Chongjia's tone was indifferent, but he stopped in Qingzhou's ears, but he was urging himself, after this change, Peng Chongjia was actually a blessing in disguise, and his spiritual realm was on a higher level, although he dispersed his strength, he became more terrifying than just now.

The next moment, Peng Chongjia stretched out his hand and scattered the golden hemisphere, and four golden rays of light shot back, which was caught by Qingzhou and the others, and the Jiaye gold rolled into his hand, and his body was knocked back a few steps.

"Unstoppable!"

Peng Chongjia continued to move forward, and the sword light of the four people of Qingzhou Yue Qianjun flew in, which was gently flicked by his palm, and failed to slow down his pace even a little.

Qingzhou's palm flipped and showed a feather fan, black on the front and white on the back, which seemed to be light and fluttering, but it was as heavy as a mountain when wielded.

The yin and yang fan fanned, and a black and white whirlwind flew out, sweeping Peng Chongjia inside, making him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire.

"Let's go!"

Qing Zhou pressed on the space in front of him, opened a space door, and quickly transferred to another space with Yue Qianjun and the three of them.

The space door shrank to the size of an eye, Peng Chongjia rushed to a finger and stabbed out, blocking the space door that was about to disappear, and then with one force, the whole fist broke through the space barrier, stretched out another arm, and used both hands to tear the space barrier open.

In this way, Peng Chongjia left the remaining sword cultivation, rushed to another space, and continued to chase and kill Qingzhou and the others.

"What a farce!"

Pang Xiao smiled bitterly and shook his head, today he was an eye-opener, not to mention the invincible Peng Chongjia, even the performance of Qingzhou and the others was beyond their reach.

In another space, Peng Chongjia and the four of them did not move, but looked blankly in one direction, and there was a person sitting there.

"Sharpening Sword Heavenly Venerable!"

Simply half a stump, a thin figure sat with his back to a few people in Qingzhou, and he couldn't see his appearance, but everyone who saw it could be sure that this person was Grinding Sword Tianzun.

Tears welled up in Qingzhou's eyes, and the memory of the ninja swordsman became extremely clear, and the moment he saw the Sword Grinding Tianzun, he knew that he had gone home.

"It turned out to be the corpse of the Demon Sword Heavenly Venerable, this must be the core and most critical location of the Floating Island. ”

After Peng Chongjia saw the Grinding Sword Tianzun, he seemed to be shocked and guarded, and when he saw that the Grinding Sword Tianzun did not move, without the slightest anger, and was sure that this was a corpse, he began to have other thoughts.

The Floating Island is equivalent to a collection of hundreds of great worlds, and the space inside is vast and boundless, comparable to the sum of the cultivation places of the three polar regions and the seven star regions combined, and here, the Sword Sharpening Heavenly Venerable is the supreme existence.

The space that Qingzhou accidentally broke into turned out to be the place where Grinding Sword Tianzun chose for himself to bury his bones, which showed that this must be the heart of the floating island.

"The corpse of the Grinding Sword Tianzun is the biggest treasure on the Floating Island, as long as you master this corpse and then dig out the secrets of the Floating Island, you will definitely be able to master the entire Floating Island. ”

Peng Chongjia's heart was hot, seeing the four people in Qingzhou, if they wanted to achieve their goal, they had to kill these four juniors first, and the new hatred was added to the old ruthlessness, so he immediately took action.

Qing Zhou's heart shook when he saw the first sight of Grinding Sword Tianzun, but he didn't forget Peng Chongjia, who was chasing behind him, and the moment he made his move, he noticed Peng Chongjia's movements.

If the previous Peng Chongjia was close to breaking through, and there was a flaw in the Seven Star Life Acupoint, Qingzhou could still deal with him, but now Peng Chongjia has descended to the realm, and his strength is stable and condensed, and it is difficult to defeat the strength of the four people of Qingzhou.

Peng Chongjia is proficient in refining the body, often wandering the void, collecting spark refining body, whether it is the limbs and torso, or the hair and nails, they are all harder than ordinary magic weapons, and the monks below the path are as fragile as slag in front of him, as long as they are touched by his palm, they will be seriously injured if they don't die.

In the face of Peng Chongjia's attack and kill move, Qing Zhou's response was very simple, he took Yue Qianjun and the three of them, and took a few steps in front of the stump where the Sharpening Sword Tianzun was.

Peng Chongjia followed Qingzhou closely, his footsteps did not stop, seeing that Qingzhou was already within a hundred steps of the stump, and in a few breaths, he could touch the corner of the Sharpening Sword Tianzun.

At this moment, Peng Chongjia's expression changed drastically, and he stopped suddenly, because he remembered something very eye-catching.

Grinding Sword Tianzun is lonely and arrogant in front of him, dominating the entire world of immortal cultivation, countless immortal cultivation sects bow down to his subordinates, with his self-respecting nature, he never puts other immortal cultivators in his eyes, and the people who offend him are counted.

Before sitting down, Grinding Sword Tianzun should have thought that the people of the Floating Island Gate were dead, and there was no successor, if someone came to the door to seek revenge after his death, there was no living person to pursue, so he could only vent his anger with his corpse.

Therefore, the Sword Sharpening Tianzun will not be completely unprepared, and simply place the corpses, and he will definitely leave behind to prevent someone from trying to damage the corpses.

For a catastrophe existence like Grinding Sword Tianzun, a hundred steps away is too close, and it can blow into the other party's face in one breath, and in Peng Chongjia's eyes, Qingzhou and the others are already dead people.

Peng Chongjia stopped in time, originally gloating and looking at Qingzhou, but he didn't expect that although he was far away, he still couldn't be spared.

The back of the Grinding Sword Tianzun, who had his back to everyone, the corners of his clothes rose without wind, and a fresh breeze rose flatly, instantly swept past the four of Qingzhou, and finally gently blew on Peng Chongjia's face.

The breeze is slightly cool with a little warmth, reminiscent of the early spring time, mixed with catkins and peach blossoms, the spring breeze is intoxicating but not hurtful, but this breeze is from the remnants of the Sword Grinding Tianzun.

Under the blowing of the breeze, Peng Chongjia's whole body was fluctuating, as if it was a reflection on the surface of the water, trembling and even changing its shape.

Qingzhou and the others could see that Peng Chongjia had no ability to resist in front of Qingfeng, and they were afraid that they would be wiped out in the light of three breaths.