Above the sky, the soul refining old demon flame was monstrous, and Yuan Wei's lunar face also showed a smug look, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yuanwei Island has become even more chaotic, and some people have begun to pack up and find a place to hide.

Some of the monks even rushed towards the island in all directions, and as soon as the island protection array was broken, they would immediately flee from all directions, and perhaps there would be a glimmer of life.

Huayang naturally knew the situation on the island at the moment, but he didn't say anything to stop him, and his originally anxious face turned into a gloomy color, he had summoned him many times, but there was no response on Wufeng Island.

At this moment, he didn't know that the rescue soldiers on Wufeng Island would not arrive as scheduled!

Jian Qingyu and Mei Lin still stood with their hands in their hands, looking up at the sky with calm faces, except for frowning slightly, they couldn't see any other expressions.

"Two seniors!"

Hua Yang gritted his teeth and turned to look at Jian Qingyu and Meilin beside him.

"Lord Huayang, what are you doing here?"

Jian Qingyu turned his head to look at Huayang, only to see that he was holding an earthy yellow storage bag in his left hand, and in his right hand was a high-grade magic weapon black shuttle, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Two seniors, now it seems that Yuan Wei must have bought off Wufeng Island, and the people who came to the rescue are afraid that they will not come, and they ask the two seniors to rescue the people on this island!"

Hua Yang looked pleading, his expression was sad, and he said: "Most of the old man's collection has been consumed on this island protection array, and now there are only these left, I hope the two seniors can come to the rescue!"

"Huayang Island Lord doesn't have to be like this!"

Jian Qingyu held Huayang's arm and said softly: "The island master treated him politely before, how can my brother stand by and watch today!"

As he spoke, Jian Qingyu looked at Meilin and smiled, "Big brother, will they leave it to me?"

"Hmm!"

Mei Lin nodded faintly.

Jian Qingyu smiled slightly, looked at Huayang, and said, "Huayang Island Lord, I bother you to open the island protection array." ”

"Hmm!"

Huayang nodded and said, "Senior Qingyu, that Yuanwei has a deep grudge against the old man, so he will hand it over to the old man to deal with!"

As he spoke, a jade plaque engraved with complex patterns appeared in Huayang's hand, and the seal in his spiritual sense hand changed, and a spiritual power entered it, and the light of the large array of island protection in the sky slowly dissipated!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Yuan Wei laughed maniacally and proudly: "Huayang, you are finally willing to surrender!"

"Boom!"

The soul refining old demon let out a sharp and cold laugh, and sneered: "It's too late! I would have asked you to withdraw the island protection array and surrender, but you refused, now that this seat has spent so much time, how can this seat spare you!"

Hearing this, the monks who had fled from all directions looked frightened and fled frantically.

But before they could fly far, they saw more than a dozen black mist flying out of the soul refining bowl, hitting the monks who flew away, and suddenly one by one, the breath dissipated, and the souls and magic weapons were wrapped in the black mist and flew back to the soul refining bowl, and they turned into corpses and fell towards the Han Sea.

"Stop!"

Huayang's eyes were about to crack, and with a roar, he had already flown into the sky, and the black shuttle in his hand had already turned into a black light and flew towards the soul refining old demon.

"Boom!"

Seeing this, the soul refining old demon grinned for a while, and with a push of his hand, the soul refining bowl flew towards the black shuttle.

The black shuttle stabbed into the soul refining bowl, and a large amount of demonic energy appeared in the bowl, enveloping the black shuttle, and the light dimmed in an instant, Huayang's complexion changed greatly, and the magic trick in his hand kept changing, but the black shuttle couldn't get it back.

"Even if you are a high-grade magic weapon, you dare to take on the power of my soul refining bowl!"

The old demon of soul refining laughed rampantly and said, "You will accept this cloud piercing shuttle seat!"

As soon as the words fell, the face of the soul refining old demon changed suddenly, and I saw a blood-colored sword qi flashing by, slashing on the soul refining bowl, the black ** qi dissipated instantly, and the soul refining bowl shot back, and was caught by the soul refining old demon.

"Thank you, Qingyu senior!"

Huayang also caught the cloud shuttle, turned around and hugged his fist to thank Jian Qingyu, who was flying with a sword flying beside him.

"It's okay!

Jian Qingyu held the Skyfall Divine Sword, stood on the Sword Dragon Sword with his negative hand, smiled and nodded, and turned his head to look at the soul refining old demon.

"Two high-grade spiritual weapons!"

The Soul Refining Old Demon's gaze first stayed on the Sword Dragon Sword at Jian Qingyu's feet and the Skyfall Divine Sword in his hand, his pupils shrank, and then fell on Jian Qingyu.

"Sword?"

The Soul Refining Old Demon looked at the sword Qingyu suspended in the sky, and smiled disdainfully in his heart, with a greedy look on his face.

The master of the Yuan Infant Stage can stand in the void, and the sword Qingyu still needs to control the sword to levitate in the sky, and it is obvious that the cultivation is not yet in the Yuan Infant Stage.

Jian Qingyu's sword just now shook his soul refining bowl, in his opinion, it should be because of the high-grade spirit weapon flying sword in his hand, as for Huayang's commensurate with Jian Qingyu's "senior", it must also be because Jian Qingyu's origin is extraordinary, and Huayang's flattering words.

"Boy, leave two flying swords and storage rings, this seat can consider sparing your life!"

The Soul Refining Old Demon deliberately released the momentum of the early stage of the Immortal Realm, sweeping and oppressing towards the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu sneered, the blood-colored light of the Heavenly Falling God Sword in his hand was great, and the fierce and domineering sword intent rose, and said coldly: "Soul refining old demon, you can't escape today!"

"Sword Cultivation!"

The Soul Refining Old Demon's face changed slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise, and his gaze at Jian Qingyu couldn't help but become solemn.

"This kid must have a great background, and he can't be killed!"

The soul refining old demon said secretly in his heart, and sneered: "Since you are so ignorant, wait for this seat to take you first, and then teach you well!"

As soon as the words fell, the soul refining old demon's left hand slowly poked out, and the volley was grasped towards the sword green jade.

Even if Jian Qingyu is a sword cultivator, with his strength of less than the Yuan Infant Stage, he is definitely not his opponent, so the soul refining old demon still doesn't take Jian Qingyu in his eyes.

Seeing that this soul refining old demon was so big, Jian Qingyu smiled coldly, and didn't make a move, just when the huge black ** hand shrouded from the sky, the sword intent around his body suddenly erupted, and thousands of sword intents condensed into sword qi, flying out, and instantly scattered the black ** hand.

"Such a strong sword intent!"

The soul refining old demon had never seen a real sword cultivator, he only thought that Jian Qingyu was cultivating a sword cultivator, but he didn't know how strong his sword intent was, this time he saw that Jian Qingyu only relied on the sword qi condensed by the sword intent to scatter his demon hand condensed with demonic qi, and suddenly understood that Jian Qingyu's strength had exceeded his expectations.

"Good boy, let you taste the power of this soul refining bowl!"

The face of the soul refining old demon also became slightly solemn, and with a sneer, the soul refining bowl slowly flew out, and as the seal of his hands changed, the soul refining bowl quickly became larger, roaring towards the sword green jade at an extremely fast speed.

Jian Qingyu still had a faint smile on his face, his right hand slanted, and he swung a sword lightly, and the blood-colored sword qi turned into a blood-colored thunder dragon, and flew out, facing the soul refining bowl.

"Peng!"

The blood-colored thunder dragon and the soul refining bowl collided head-on, the strong wind spread, and the black light of the soul refining bowl that flew towards the sword green jade dimmed, and it flew back upside down, the sword green jade did not move, but the soul refining old demon was slightly pale, his body trembled fiercely, and he took a step backwards.

On Yuanwei Island, the monks saw that Jian Qingyu had a slight upper hand, and their surprise immediately turned into great joy, and they hurriedly stopped their bodies one by one, dodged far away, and looked at the sky from afar.

"Your Excellency is hiding so deeply! The old man has underestimated you!"

Above the sky, the face of the Soul Refining Old Demon also became extremely solemn, and he shouted in a deep voice, and between his words, he already regarded Jian Qingyu as a master of his generation.

It was only now that he discovered that the hidden aura of this white-clothed and white-haired young man was also pretending to be able to levitate in the sky by controlling the sword, and the purpose was naturally to make himself underestimate.

Jian Qingyu still smiled faintly, and did not speak, his body was shrouded in blood-colored light, and the fierce and domineering sword qi set off a gust of wind, blowing his clothes and hunting.

Looking at Jian Qingyu's calm and composed, looking like a master of the immortal family, the soul refining old demon became more and more angry in his heart, "Ya ya" roared, the seal of his hands changed, and the soul refining bowl and demonic qi were flourishing, carrying the roar of countless unjust souls and ghosts to envelop Jian Qingyu.

The indifferent color on Jian Qingyu's face disappeared in an instant, his face was cold, his eyes were as cold as electricity, and the aura around his body rose again, and the fierce and domineering sword intent contained a strong killing intent.

As soon as he heard the roars of the countless unjust ghosts, Jian Qingyu remembered the evil deeds of the soul refining old demon that the Huayang Island Lord had said, and the killing intent rose in his heart.

With a shake of his arm, the Skyfall Divine Sword stood in front of him, and above the long sword, the blood-colored light was flourishing, and the strong wind swept out, turning into a strange short sword above the tip of the sword.

On top of the short sword, the blood-colored thunder and lightning snake flashed, forming a complex and strange formation, and in an instant, the power of heaven and earth quickly surged towards the strange short sword.

"Wind Thunder Seal!"

Jian Qingyu let out a low shout, and the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword in his hand slashed down diagonally, and the strange short sword carried the terrifying power of heaven and earth, flying towards the soul refining bowl!