"Ahem, I haven't seen you for a long time, but Brother Lingdaozi's demeanor is still the same!" Jian Chi held the ancient sword in his hand and gently cut a crack in the sky, slowly sat down on the cloud disk array, and the old voice said dryly: "Mirror Flower Water Moon!"

A ripple pierced through the clouds in the air, and suddenly a huge sharp remnant sword was revealed above the clouds!

The sword is more than ten zhang long, almost dominating the sky and shining on everyone's heads!

"Pavilion Master Ye, we might as well sit quietly first and see how the juniors are?" The sword pool that was sitting sideways, his silent eyes revealed bursts of excited gasps, and through the sword face of the remnant sword, the scene in the Spirit Void Sect was constantly reflected. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmm~ Mirror Flower Water Moon?" Lishan Peak Peak Peak Lord's useless cold eyes stared coldly at the Zhuang Master Sword Chi of Proud Sword Villa, his eyes were raised, and his eyes were like torches looking at him!

"Heart Sword, Earth Sword, Heavenly Sword! I didn't expect this sword pool to really comprehend the remnants of the Beacon Mountain, and comprehend the Heavenly Sword with its own understanding!"

The heavenly swords made of the three condensed swords of Sword Ming, Jian Ren, and Sword Demon surrounded the owner of the Sword Pond, and sighed with pity for each other: "They have never regretted choosing the sword cultivation lineage!"

Lingxu Sect Leader Ling Daozi's face was not good-looking, and he was not optimistic about looking at the sword cultivator of Sword Pool!

"Sword Cultivator! Sharp Blade, Killing Fierce Qi! Cultivators don't rely on qualifications at all, but for sword cultivation, this sword pool's comprehension is really amazing! You must know that a hundred years ago, this sword pool was just a small Jindan stage monk!"

I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but I didn't expect that the heroic sword pool in the past turned into a dying old man, and that godless white pupil!

How could Ling Daozi not know that this was a sign of the condensation of the Heavenly Sword!

Beacon Hill has always had this saying: As soon as the heavenly sword comes out, who will compete with it!

Now, the Proud Sword Villa actually has three Heavenly Sword Cultivators who are about to be condensed! Not to mention the Sword Pool, a sword cultivator who doesn't know the depths!

Just by relying on that godless white pupil, it can be said that this sword pool is at least the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant!

It's just that I don't know if this sword pool has cultivated the legendary human sword.

While everyone was suspicious in their hearts, Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, smiled indifferently on her face, as if she had known it for a long time, and quietly walked in front of the owner of the Sword Pond with a burst of laughter: "Sword Pool, your Proud Sword Villa is really pitiful, it has been a thousand years before you are such a genius!"

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and his eyebrows raised: "Don't you think it's too condescending to stay in the sea area of Beacon Mountain?"

The hearts of everyone in the audience jumped, they had never thought about this question! Although the three factions were above the worldly mortals, for the large faction they attached to Beacon Mountain, what was the Proud Sword Villa? What was the Yin Xuan Pavilion! Even if the Lingxu Sect was in front of Beacon Mountain, it was just an affiliated sect!

"Ye Pavilion Lord is very calculating!, and the topic was bypassed in a few words!" Fang Yu, the master of the Withered Peak, gently instigated the Thousand Feather Fan and slapped a white light onto the remnant sword in the sky.

The huge remnant union had no effect in the slightest, floating in the sky, reflecting the light and shadow within the Spirit Void Sect.

"Brother Jianchi Dao, this mirror flower and water moon is so profound! I can actually see the scene in my Spirit Void Sect!"

"Senior disciples, it seems that the three factions of the Yin Xuan Pavilion this time were premeditated!" Ling Daozi's ordinary face showed a meticulous smile: "Perhaps, this discussion will be very interesting!"

"Void!" Ling Daozi's expression changed, and he drank in a deep voice. It was the beginning of the morning sun, and it was grabbed by a huge invisible hand.

Even the Heavenly Sword from the Sword Pool in the sky trembled faintly.

The huge white palm seemed to grasp a round of red sun, and it ruthlessly pressed towards the people of Yin Xuan Pavilion and Proud Sword Villa.

"Senior brother, this void is decided, I'm afraid it's a big success, right?" Qiao Badao, the peak master of Taoyang Peak, looked at the supreme divine power of the god transformation stage cultivator who controlled the heavens and the earth, and the spiritual power dominated almost the entire Yin Xuan Pavilion.

The huge hand fiercely crushed the people of Yin Xuan Pavilion and Proud Sword Villa.

"Oh, it's interesting, is the spirit void decision? This is your Zhenzong Technique!" Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, sat on the cloud disk with a three-yin ghost lotus in his hand, and his expression was indifferent to resist the coercion of the Divine Stage cultivators emanating from the Spirit Daozi.

Cultivators who have reached their realm are no longer confined to the struggle between mortal blades.

Every move often carries the power of the law between heaven and earth, so this mountain sealing array is laid out, not only can it seal the power beyond heaven and earth very well!

"Jianchi, don't hurry up!"

"Bracket noise!" Sword Chi's white hair was blowing in the wind, and his withered hand took the trembling giant sword in the sky, and stared at it: "Cut ——"

"Senior Brother——

The three Heavenly Swords condensed a killing aura!

"What about the transformation period! Lingdaozi and eat me and wait for a sword!"

The purple light of the sword demon sword bloomed, and the fierce shaking of the sky and the earth generally summoned streams of demonic light, stabbing straight towards the invisible huge palm.

"It's fun to fight with the sky!

The green glow in the sword and the wooden sword of the sword stabbed the people of the Lingxu Sect like a snake, and they were unstoppable!

"Stubborn!" "The sword does not have a trace of reverie, and the unsheath is a one-hit onslaught!

The wind and clouds in the cloud disk array surged, and there were faint bursts of thunder condensing for a while!

At the same time, the Sword Demon Sword Ren Sword Immortal Three Aging Broken Sword slashed towards the people of the Spirit Void Sect with amazing coercion!

The fanged sword of Wood Cliff Fan Shaoji, with the magic he pinched, flew into the sky, and the bones of the alien beasts formed sawtooth blades forming bone spurs!

"Shoulder!" The Sword Demon Sword bore the brunt of the blow, and after resisting the Spirit Void Palm that Ling Daozi had used earlier, the sword circuit turned around and walked a sharp side!

The exploding purple light shattered and swept through the bone spurs, taking away the cracked fangs of the Wood Cliff Lord, and slashed with a sword!

Under a sword, there is nowhere to hide!

Seeing this, Qiao Badao, the peak master of Taoyang Peak, shouted wildly, and refined a huge spirit weapon treasure knife to resist!

"Fight!" The sword and sword emitted bursts of piercing fireworks, and under the combined force of the two people of the Lingxu Sect, the sword demon was weak, with an irritable voice: "Senior brother, the peak master of the Lingxu Sect is capable of this, let me split it with a sword!"

The sword of Jianren stabbed the snake out of a stream of sword light, constantly rising and falling on the cloud disk, making the atmosphere in the field gloomy and cold, and the indulgent and uninhibited sword drawing without a trace of concern.

"Thousand Feathers Fall!" Fang Yu, the master of the Kuzhi Peak, glanced at the useless glance of the junior disciple Li Mountain Peak Lord Tian beside him, pondered for a moment and put away his previous smile: "Senior brother, it seems that this time the three factions are arguing, and the Yin Xuan Pavilion is prepared!"

"Hahaha! So what!" The useless and handsome face of the Lishan Peak Lord did not show a trace of panic, and raised his hand to resist a thorn in the sword of Jian Ren.

Invisibly, he could feel that the sword of the Proud Sword Villa was secretly accumulating, and it burst out with a deadly sword!

"Senior brothers, let's see me break this sword first!" With a crazy smile on his cold face, the Yunting Sword was replaced by white clouds, leisurely shuttling through the field!

Suddenly, the sword in the field kept wandering on the cloud disk, and it was fierce!

"Fanged Sword!" The Wood Cliff Lord turned his body, got up directly on the cloud disk, and indulged a Yuan Infant stage coercion between his hands: "My Spirit Void Sect, what to fear!"

"Yin Xuan Second Elder!" Ye Xiaoqian, the master of Yin Xuan Pavilion, touched the two black-robed old men beside her, broke everyone's impetuousness and said, "Sacrifice the Yin Spirit!"

The second elder Yin Xuan was wearing a black robe, with a mysterious aura, not ambiguous at all, and when he took off his sleeve robe, he revealed a hideous face: "Giggles...... The Pavilion Master will release the Yin Spirit sooner!"

"Cry-la" A strange cry, the bones of the two elders of Yin Xuan began to rise and fall, and the bones kept shaking, "Cough!" The body suddenly cracked a huge gap.

A creature unheard of, with a bloody head with huge horns, a strange face like a bull's head oozing green blood, and a beast-like thick and sharp claws tearing through the body of the two elders of Yin Xuan.

The bodies of the two cracked apart, and a beastly minotaur from hell came out.

"Cry-la" A terrifying cry came out, and the two Yin Spirits completely crawled out of the body of the two Yin Xuan Elders, tearing each other a few times with green slime, and gradually fused together.

It was even larger, and a breathtaking fear spread throughout the entire Yin Xuan Pavilion.

"Beast, Senior Sister Ye, you are stepping into the Demon Dao!" With a snap, Ling Daozi finally couldn't help but stand up, and the floating dust in his hand emitted a trace of white silk!

As soon as the spiritual weapon was lifted, the snow-white silk extended wildly, hitting Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion.

"Hmph, you and I are both cultivators, what is the difference between good and evil!" Under the moving voice, Ye Xiaoqian turned around and flew over the sky, and her arms were shaken!

The Spirit Void Palm turned into a little white light and dissipated into the sky, and the fierce Yin Spirit roared raging after leaving the body of the Yin Xuan Second Elder, looking at the people of the Spirit Void Sect with a hideous face.

"Cry-la!" a strange cry, licking the scarlet tongue, the big eyes of the copper bell turned straight, and the momentum climbed one after another!

"Boom——" When the thousand-layer cloud disk array seemed to be unable to withstand the suppression, Ling Daozi's divine consciousness burst out with a strong blow!

"Roar!" Yin Ling's body stopped climbing and looked at Ling Daozi fiercely.

Yin Xuan Pavilion Master Ye Xiaoqian's face looked at the Yin Spirit that had been released, but she wanted to know if it was the Yin Spirit that was powerful! Or the Sect Master of the Spirit Void Sect was powerful!

Looking at the two elders of Yin Xuan, who were pale on the side and had lost a lot of essence blood to summon the Yin Spirit, Ye Xiaoqian's beautiful eyebrows furrowed: "Second Elder Yin Xuan, you guys retreat first and resume your cultivation!"

"Pavilion Master! Such an important matter, how can we be missing!" The two elders of Yin Xuan glanced at each other, and there was a playfulness in their eyes!

"Oh?——" The three yin gloom appeared in the air, emitting a ghostly glow, and a trace of doubt flashed in Ye Xiaoqian's heart, could it be ......