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Yan Chixia's face was cold, and the killing intent around her suddenly rose, and the sharp sword qi flowed between his fingers, cutting through the air.

"Snort"

With a move of his right hand, the Qiankun Sword fell into his hand, the sword body was simple, the mysterious runes on it jumped, a trace of light flashed, and the incomparable edge was wrapped around the pitch-black blade.

What a peerless divine weapon, a peerless sword.

With a flick of the palm of his left hand, a drop of crimson blood fell on the sword, and in an instant, the brilliance soared, and the blood-red flame ignited, surging.

With his own essence and blood to ignite the true fire of blood, to the strength to the yang, it is the biggest nemesis of the thousand-year-old tree spirit.

The flame is three feet, but it can burn all evil ghosts and ghosts, and the power is infinite, and a wave of heat spreads out in all directions, and where it passes, the demonic energy retreats.

Even Nie Xiaoqian trembled under this blood and blood fire, and hugged Ning Caichen tightly.

She has no body, only a soul body, and she doesn't even dare to shine in the sun, as long as she sticks a trace of spark, then her soul is scattered, and she can't die anymore, and she doesn't even have the opportunity to be reincarnated.

"Don't worry, the bearded man won't make a move on you. Ning Caichen held her hand and comforted.

"Boom"

In the next second, Yan Chixia moved, flew up directly, spanned dozens of zhang away, and came to the Qiankun Sword Formation.

Because the speed was too fast, it even left a few afterimages in the air, the slightest streamer flickered, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, stirring the wind and clouds.

The Qiankun Sword in his right hand was rolled with raging flames and slashed down fiercely towards the tree grandmother.

In an instant, countless brilliant sword lights suddenly rose up, gathered beside him, and surged out.

A hurricane suddenly rose between heaven and earth, as high as a hundred zhang, penetrating the sky, and where it passed, the smoke and clouds dissipated, and the pitch-black demon qi turned into a little black gas to avoid.

At this moment, the lonely moon is hanging high, and the cold moonlight is covering the earth again, and the cold is deep to the bone.

White Yujing in the sky, and sword light in the ground.

This sword tore apart and locked the world, and fell straight on the body of Grandma Shu, and the monstrous sword momentum had locked it, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Sneer"

The sword aura was clear, tearing its protective demon qi, and the true fire of qi and blood burned on its body, "crackling" sound.

The body of the tree grandmother is a thousand-year-old tree, even if it is cultivated into a demon and its mana is monstrous, it can't get rid of the fact that its body is a tree.

Trees are wood, and they are most afraid of fire.

The true fire of qi and blood is getting stronger and stronger, and the surging demon qi and demon body are all firewood as nourishment for the flames.

yes

yes

yes

Grandma Tree wailed bitterly in the flames, her body was distorted, her face was hideous, and her withered hands kept slapping the flames on her body.

"Stinky Taoist, grandma won't let you go if she is a ghost, ah. ”

"Hmph, I'm going to beat you to the ground tonight, so you can't even be a ghost. ”

Yan Chixia sneered again and again, and the long sword in her hand swung out, setting off a storm of sword blades, encompassing the tree grandmother, and the incomparable edge slashed, and the arms of the tree spirit were cut off shoulder to shoulder.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, and thunders. ”

Yan Chixia waved her hand and shot out nine sword qi, nailed the tree grandmother into the void, and then swayed up, sacrificing the sword light and soaring up to three hundred zhang.

The ten fingers of both hands moved, and in an instant, a seal was pinched, and an inexplicable force surged out of his body, hooking the sky.

"Boom!"

A terrifying thunderclap suddenly sounded in the white night sky, shaking the void, and the pale electric snake jumped in the sky.

Yan Chixia was in the void, the sword light under his feet was bright, his body was full of energy, and the surging mana filled the space around him.

The imperial envoy Heavenly Thunder must be cautious, even if he is not careful with his cultivation in the realm of transforming gods, the Heavenly Thunder will enter the body, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The seal in his hand suddenly changed, the thunder above the sky was horizontal, the lightning and thunder roared, the wind and rain were coming, and the hurricane was raging.

Countless miserable white electric snakes gathered together and turned into a purple thunderbolt, nine zhang thick and thin, falling from the sky, and the target was the thousand-year-old tree spirit that was constantly struggling.

"Zizizi"

The piercing sound sounded, and it took almost three or two breaths for the purple thunder to fall, slashing straight at the body of the tree grandmother.

"Ahh

There was only a scream, and then the breath of the tree spirit began to slowly dissipate, turning into a huge body, which was constantly being burned by Yan Chixia's true fire.

"Whew. ”

Hundreds of feet in the air, Yan Chixia didn't dare to relax a little, for fear that Grandma Shu would use some secret method of golden cicada shelling to escape.

It wasn't until there was only a pile of ashes left above the ground that he breathed a sigh of relief, there was no doubt that under the thunder and true fire, there was no chance of being spared.

The sword light flew out under his feet, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the Lanruo Temple, and a pungent smell permeated everywhere, and the ancient temple that was already in ruins was directly razed to the ground, and the ravines were all over the place.

"Bang Dang"

Inserting the Qiankun sword into the scabbard, Yan Chixia came directly to Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian.

"Hey, bearded, what do you want to do, you said you spared Xiaoqian. ”

Ning Caichen's face was nervous, but on the contrary, Nie Xiaoqian behind him was more calm.

He bowed down and said, "Caichen, don't worry, the Taoist will naturally not go back on his word." ”

Yan Chixia didn't reply, but her eyes flashed with two golden lights, and she couldn't stop looking at Nie Xiaoqian.

The Taoist eye can check luck, yin and yang, and killing karma.

After half a ring, he retracted his gaze, and sighed in his mouth: "It's a good woman, although she has entered the ghost path, but she hasn't killed much, so I will make an exception to spare you once this time." ”

Nie Xiaoqian was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Thank you Dao Chang for your insight, the slave family is grateful." ”

Although she fell into the hands of Grandma Shu, her conscience was not clear and she was less harmful, so there was not much evil energy on her body, which was why Yan Chixia let her go.

"However, Ning Caichen, you have to think clearly, she is a lonely soul and a wild ghost, you are a person from the yang world, the two cannot be combined, it is against the harmony of heaven, and you will have no results in doing this. ”

He unscrewed the gourd and took a sip of the spirits before continuing.

It's not that he deliberately said it to be scary, mortals belong to yang, ghosts are yin, even if the two stay together for a long time, there will be problems, once the yin and yang are out of balance, it is the time when the body dies and the soul disappears.

"Bearded, is there any other way?" Ning Caichen hurriedly asked, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes were also full of hope, the two were deeply in love, and naturally refused to part again.

"Yes, reincarnate and let her be a human being in the world, if your fate is not over, then there will definitely be a day when you will meet again. ”

"Is there any other way?"

Yan Chixia shook her head and said, "I only know this one way, but you can also ask your eldest brother Han Li, he is a peerless powerhouse in the Tianchong realm, maybe there will be other better way?"

"That's right. Ning Caichen patted his forehead and said excitedly: "Why didn't I think of it, go Xiaoqian, I will take you to my eldest brother, he will definitely have a way." ”

"I have to say, you kid is also lucky, you can actually recognize Han Li as the eldest brother, this is something that countless people in the rivers and lakes dream of.

Also, now your eldest brother should be in Jiangnan Weicheng, you can go to the Six Doors Headquarters to find him.

That's all I have to say, good luck to both of you, this seat is leaving. ”

Yan Chixia sighed with emotion, turned around and was about to leave here.

"Sting"

At this moment, the space above Lanruo Temple suddenly cracked a huge opening, and the pitch-black void turbulence wandered in all directions.

The cold and cold ghost aura poured out from the cracks, and the entire Lanruo Temple seemed to turn into a ghost.

Countless unjust spirits are wailing, countless evil ghosts are roaring, magic sounds are circling, and ghosts are rampant.

"Get out of the way. ”

Yan Chixia suddenly turned around and shouted loudly, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly retreated.

"Boom"

The boundless ghost qi suddenly rioted, and the spatial crack was torn apart again by a powerful force, expanding to the size of three hundred zhang.

A huge black hand the size of a hundred zhang stretched out from the crack, rolled up a surging ghostly qi, and grabbed straight towards the two of them.

"Big but demonic, he dares to cross yin and yang and meddle in the affairs of the yang world. ”

Yan Chixia shouted angrily, this power was too strong, even he felt insignificant for a while.

Besides, if you can tear the space with your hands, I'm afraid that only the ghost king of the underworld can do it.

But I don't know which ghost king made the move, and he actually had to deal with Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen.

"Scandium"

The Qiankun sword was unsheathed, rolling up thousands of sharp sword lights to meet the hundreds of ghost hands, and the sword qi and ghost qi were entangled.

As an authentic descendant of Xuanxin, even if the opponent is a ghost immortal, he will not have the slightest fear.

"Bang"

His figure was crowded, and he had already appeared in front of the two of them, and a majestic force directly withdrew them far away, just avoiding the range of the giant hand.

"Boom"

The power of the ghost hand is enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and it can easily shatter the space, even if Yan Chixia's sword light is unparalleled, it is vulnerable in the face of absolute power.

"Smack"

The dense sword light was directly crushed, and it couldn't even be blocked, a streamer fell from the sky, it was the Qiankun long sword, the streamer on the sword body was dim, the long sword trembled slightly, and let out a low wail.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Returning the sword into the sheath, the mana of his hands surged, and in an instant, he swung out countless palms, and the dense palm prints rolled up and rushed to the sky.

His sword is not disadvantageous, his palm is not strong, and his Tao is not deep, but the opponent is a scattered immortal standing at the top of the world, and all this is useless.

Breaking ten thousand laws with one force, under the hands of ghosts, shattering everything, and hitting Lanruo Temple directly.

"Boom Boom"

The sky collapsed, the whole mountain was photographed, and the ground was full of deep cracks, and the ghost was aura.

Yan Chixia was directly swept out by the overflowing aftermath and fell to the ground.

Ning Caichen was stunned, only Nie Xiaoqian, who was in white robe, was surrounded by endless ghost energy, and then was grabbed by the huge ghost hand and disappeared from the spatial crack.

After half a sound, the ghost qi dissipated, the earth was in shambles, a radius of dozens of miles turned into ruins, the huge crack above the sky dome was also slowly healing, and the countless free qi tended to calm down.

The night is still the same dark.

"Ah, Xiaoqian, don't go, don't go!"

Ning Caichen, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up and searched everywhere, but there was no trace of the beauty.

"Xiaoqian, where are you, come back quickly. ”

"Boy, don't scream, she's been captured by the ghost king of the underworld. Yan Chixia walked over with a long sword and said in a deep tone.