The spirit crown is born, different people gather, and the power of the powerful divine soul sweeps in all directions.

Like the torrent of the sea, the wind is whistling, the air waves are monstrous, the bamboo forest in the distance is broken, the branches and leaves are dancing, and even the rubble on the ancient temple is trembling.

Such a strong force impacted the Quartet, and several people around him all changed color, the monk folded his hands, and the golden light around his body resisted the impact of the power of the divine soul, and the scholar folded his fan in front of him, and retreated back to block Xiao Lin and Xiao Chu's brothers and sisters.

As for Mu Wanrong's staring at the battlefield with all her attention, the Yin Yang Ancestor suddenly attacked, she almost fell, and Zhao Xue on the side hurriedly supported Mu Wanrong.

Zhao Xue was worried for a while, and hurriedly turned to look at Jing Ye, and suddenly he was stunned, and a white light suddenly lit up between Jing Ye's neck, and the soft white light swam in front of him, and the power of the divine soul was harmless to him at all.

Looking at Zhao Xue's surprised expression, Jing Ye smiled knowingly and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Several people immediately stabilized their figures, and Li Jiayuan in the field also changed, erecting the sword in front of him, there seemed to be clouds and mist steaming in front of his forehead, wisps of white mist rippled on the ink-colored sword body in his hand, and the mist in front of his forehead gathered more and more.

This is、Born soul crown?

Jing Ye is very curious, Li Jiayuan, who is mainly a sword cultivator, what will be the spiritual crown?

Could it have something to do with swords?

If it is a person who cultivates swords, his Yuan Dan, Lingguan, and incarnation are all related to swords, then the probability of this person reaching the top of the sword immortal in the future will undoubtedly be very large, and his attainments in swordsmanship will be unsurpassed and immortal.

Red flames swept through the sky, and the power of the powerful divine soul swept in all directions like a waterfall, turning everything in its path into ashes.

The flames flew like a long dragon, and they were extremely fierce, indomitable, rushing straight towards Li Jiayuan.

Li Jiayuan's expression was awe-inspiring, the mist in front of his forehead was ethereal, and the inky light at the end of the sword was looming, and at the moment when the flames were about to rush to his body, Li Jiayuan's expression trembled and said loudly: "The sword opens the mountain gate and becomes a spiritual crown."

Suddenly, the bright moon and light gathered, the aura was dense, and the ink-colored sword light in front of Li Jiayuan became more and more dazzling, and suddenly, a majestic mountain was towering.

Following the "boom" endlessly, a fairy sword fell from the sky, shattering the mountain and cracking the stone, the sword was black all over, inserted into the mountain, revealing the hilt of the sword, majestic.

Li Jiayuan, the seven swords of Shushan, condensed into a spiritual crown, is the sword to open the mountain gate.

A sword descended from the sky, piercing through the mountains, and the aura of majesty rushed to the face.

The two extremely powerful spiritual crowns collided, and the aura between heaven and earth exploded, and the space seemed to be torn apart, revealing an oppressive aura.

The sword qi crisscrossed the mountains, the aura of Haoran raged wantonly, and the fire dragon had long teeth and claws, but it could no longer tear a crack between the sword qi of the mountains.

"Yin and Yang old ghost, look at my Haoran Sword!"

Li Jiayuan's head hung on the spiritual crown, his eyes widened angrily, and he took a step forward, the Moxuan Divine Sword in his hand was blazing, and a sword swept away, unstoppable!

"Carving insect skills, how dare you speak bravely!" Yin and Yang Ancestor has a karmic fire on his head, and the big sleeves under him are like the wind, not retreating but advancing, facing the sword, the big sleeves are swept away, and the strong spiritual power rises to the sky.

"Chin!"

The confrontation between the sword and the fire, the heavens and the earth are trembling, the two of them are fighting with the spiritual crown, and their gestures are all great techniques of killing, the swordsmanship of Shushan is ever-changing, and the spell of refining corpses is mysterious and unpredictable.

The fallen leaves are colorful, the bamboo branches are broken, the blue sea seems to have set off a monstrous wave, wave after wave, the two of them are changing, the sword is overwhelming, and the power of the soul is swept wantonly.

In less than tea time, the two of them have walked for a hundred and ten rounds, Li Jiayuan's complexion is slightly pale, but the Yin and Yang Ancestor is full of sword marks, this time Ying Feng, the judgment is high!

In the face of the ever-changing flying sword in Li Jiayuan's hand, the Yin and Yang Ancestor did not dare to fight in close quarters anymore, his body shape could not help but change, his pace was fast and agile, he retreated more than ten zhang, and the power of the corpse refining spell rose again, and dozens of Yin corpses rose from the ground and attacked Li Jiayuan wildly.

Such a shocking battle, the few people below were dumbfounded, and the powerful divine soul impact struck, and the white light in front of Jing Ye's neck became more and more shining.

On the side, Zhao Xue looked at Jing Ye with blinking eyes, surprised.

Jing Ye watched the battle between the two, on the surface, Li Jiayuan took the lead, both offensive and defensive, but in the long run, Li Jiayuan will undoubtedly be defeated, after all, the two are separated by a realm, and Li Jiayuan was poisoned by the corpse before, and the spiritual energy consumption is extremely serious, and now the combat power depends on the Pei Yuan Dan, and if the two continue to fight, Li Jiayuan will inevitably face the dilemma of the depletion of the Shenhai and the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

Mu Wanrong was worried, the scholar and the monk stood side by side, the battle in front of them had their own inspiration, after all, the battle of the strong, whether it was experience or martial arts, had great reference value.

At this point in the war, the duel between the strong has reached a white-hot state!

Li Jiayuan's sword qi was swaying, and it was difficult for the Yin corpses around him to gather more and more.

"Hahaha...... I brought five hundred and forty-two corpse puppets with me today, see how long you can last", Yin Yang Ancestor retreated to the edge of the battlefield and laughed loudly.

Li Jiayuan fought with the Yin corpse, the spiritual power was consumed, and if this continued, the combat power would be exhausted, Li Jiayuan would inevitably be the turtle in the urn, and Jiang would still be old and spicy!

Li Jiayuan was surrounded by the yin corpses, the sword was turbulent, the blood was spilled in the sky, and the head of the yin corpse flew in front of him, Li Jiayuan seemed to be red-eyed, almost forgetting the consumption of spiritual energy.

"Senior brother......" Mu Wanrong's teeth trembled, and her concern and worry were overflowing.

Everyone also looked average, and only now, the victory or defeat has only been revealed, Li Jiayuan is too young.

Clinker, just when everyone thought that Li Jiayuan was defeated, a burst of drink sounded from the sea of corpses: "Old demon, take your life, the fifth realm, incarnate spirit body!"

With a broken drink, when he looked at the sea of corpses again, Li Jiayuan was still killing in all directions, and the figure of the Yin and Yang Ancestor in the air suddenly stagnated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood spilled into the sky.

Behind him, another Li Jiayuan long sword was in his hand, flying wildly, his eyes burst out with a cold murderous intent, and the flying sword in his hand was impartial in the back of the Yin Yang Ancestor.

Suddenly abruptly, several people outside the venue were dumbfounded, and the scholar subconsciously muttered: "Li Jiayuan, to the fifth realm?

"I didn't expect it...... Cautious as me, I didn't even see it", Yin Yang Ancestor looked back at Li Jiayuan behind him incredulously.

Then, the Yin Yang Ancestor did not die and struggled, the mask broke, revealing the scarred, ugly and hideous face, at this time, the corner of his mouth showed a mysterious smile.

The so-called fifth realm spirit body, is on the basis of the knot, condensation, the achievement of the incarnation of the Dao Zun, the spirit body is made of the true element, relying on the power of the spiritual crown, so that the invisible aura has achieved the spirit body with the true element, the heart moves at will, you can call the incarnation, go to the heavens and the earth, and exert supernatural powers.

The blood of the Yin and Yang Ancestor spilled in the sky, Mu Wanrong almost cried with joy, and the few people watching it were instantly relieved, and in addition to sighing for a long time, they were more amazed, marveling at Li Jiayuan's amazing talent!

Clinker, suddenly, in the distance behind Li Jiayuan, there was a yin smile of the Yin and Yang Ancestor: "Do you really think that the old man didn't see it?"

Li Jiayuan's expression suddenly turned cold, and he hurriedly looked back, under the bright moon, another Yin Yang Ancestor black and white robe, and a white soft light was revealing under his left hand.

"Come on, come in, come into my door, see it all over the prosperity and cold eyes, come into my door, the vicissitudes of life are not happy", the Yin and Yang Ancestor smiled, and the black and white flag in his hand suddenly took off.

In an instant, the black and white flags swirled and flew in the air, and suddenly the body expanded, and it was actually divided into five, and the flag was waving in the wind, circling and fluttering, and standing in five directions!

With the fog on the mountain peak, it was like a dream for a while, and the five fluttering flags shone brightly, and in an instant, the runes were cruising and weaving, wisps of light, drawing out a ray of light, and shooting away, without waiting for Li Jiayuan's reaction, all of them disappeared into Li Jiayuan's eyes.

Suddenly, Li Jiayuan's originally sharp gaze suddenly blurred, and he staggered towards the Yin and Yang Ancestor step by step.

"It's not good, that's the Demon Clan's Holy Weapon", the scholar spoke, full of surprise, Xiao Lin beside him involuntarily walked towards the mist, the scholar hurriedly made a move, and the silver needle galloped, knocking Xiao Lin to the ground.

"Holy weapon, it turned out to be a holy weapon!" The monk lost his voice, his color changed suddenly, and the golden light of his body rose sharply!

The so-called holy weapons are those spiritual weapons used by the holy powerhouses above the spiritual holy realm, which have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea and destroy the heavens and the earth.

The holy weapon is shot, and everyone is undoubtedly the fish and meat under the sword, and no one can be spared!

Under the nest, there will be no eggs!

Just as a few people were pondering, Mu Wanrong's teeth trembled, and she scolded: "Old demon, take your life!"

Between shouts, Mu Wanrong's flying sword pierced the sun like a long rainbow, and the turquoise light drew a straight long line, rushing to the Yin and Yang Ancestor.

Yin Yang Ancestor's face was smiling, his expression was extremely terrifying, and when he saw the flying sword shooting, his right hand sleeve was rolled, revealing a terrifying bone claw more than a foot long, and the bone claw was white and striking, and it hit the flying sword directly.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the flying sword and the bone claw collided fiercely, and in an instant, the flying sword spark flashed and directly broke into two sections, and the Yin and Yang Ancestor sneered for a while, and shouted: "The carving insect skills, you also dare to sacrifice ugliness, the old man's magic weapon is not visible, and now, let a few of you see the power of the holy weapon, so you all have to die today!"

As he spoke, the Yin and Yang Ancestor, with his left hand and his finger pointing at the flag above Li Jiayuan, shook the flag in an instant, and the light was great.

Suddenly, the ground flew sand and rocks, and the wind was fierce.

Mu Wanrong looked at Li Jiayuan like a walking corpse, walking towards the Yin and Yang Ancestor, her heart was sad, and suddenly her tears wet her green shirt, her lips trembled and said, "I can't live with you, but I want to die together", her lips and teeth trembled, and she suddenly rushed towards the Yin and Yang Ancestor.

She rushed to the front, the demon wind was raging, rushing to her face, her eyes suddenly blurred, her feet were soft, and she fell to the ground softly.

Seeing this scene, a few people behind suddenly changed color, the monk recited the "Diamond Sutra", the golden light of the whole body soared, and the footsteps turned and fled towards the back of the temple.

The scholar secretly called the word "go", suddenly waved the folding fan in his hand, and a beast skin appeared under his feet, Xiao Lin, Xiao Yu pulled the scholar and went to the blanket. Following the reciting of the word "rise", the animal skin suddenly flew up, carrying the three of them towards the back mountain.

When the monk and the scholar left, they didn't care about Jing Ye, Zhao Xue was a little puzzled, just when Li Jiayuan was incarnated, Jing Ye said to the two: "If something happens later, you can run away as soon as possible, don't worry about me."

The monk's ability to escape is first-class, and the scholar will naturally not be slow, although these two people are not high, but they have the guidance of masters behind them, the Yin Yang Ancestor took care of Zhao Xue below, and did not rush to pursue, and at this time Li Jiayuan was already looking sluggish and half-kneeling in front of the Yin Yang Ancestor.

Zhao Xue, the long sword in her hand lit up, and suddenly stood in front of Jing Ye, and said in a low voice: "I have an escape weapon, you catch my clothes, the old monster rushes over, we will escape."

"Little girl, why don't you know how to escape, and this kid, I ignore you", the Yin and Yang Ancestor was like the wind, like a ghost, and he approached step by step, only then did he notice that there was a young man behind the little girl.

"Did you hear that?" said Zhao Xue eagerly.

However, Jing Ye behind him didn't pay attention to it, but walked around her in one step and walked to the front, and said with a smile: "Now, I'll protect you!"

Jing Ye's voice was not loud, but the Yin Yang Ancestor and Zhao Xue heard it clearly, and the Yin Yang Ancestor was even more puzzled, the young man in front of him was just the Spirit Root Realm, why did he say something crazy, he couldn't figure it out, so he smiled and said, "Good boy, I want to see how you protect her?"

Jing Ye raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth indifferently and said, "You let them go, I'll go with you, otherwise I'll die for you."

Jing Ye said, suddenly a cold glow bloomed in his hand, a small and delicate silver repeater was placed on his left arm, and on the repeater, six arrows were set up in a neat row, the silver glow, the cold was pressing, but it was not referring to others, but to himself.

Although his realm is not high, he can't exert the power of the Nine Eagle Repeater, but at such a close distance, Jing Ye has enough confidence to turn himself into dust in an instant.