In this remote mountain cliff, the whistling mountain wind still does not stop, as if this space at this time is a world of mountain winds, and there is no room for anything else. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe red and blood-colored Taiji diagram is still rotating, crushing everything around it, whether it is grass, green pine, or large and small mountain rocks, it is like a piece of tofu in front of it, and there is no obstacle to this real Taiji diagram.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's figure seemed to be stagnant in the air, and the original gravity was suddenly expelled at this moment. The red Purple Emperor Sword in his hand seemed to be burning with red flames. A round of golden sun appeared behind Zhao Zhijing, and in this round of illusory sun, a three-legged golden crow spread its wings and flew high, making an invisible chirp, and suddenly ripples rose in the void, but he didn't hear its majestic chirp at all.

Zhao Zhijing, who was standing in the air, was already swaying in his robe at this moment, just like the grass in the breeze, setting off bursts of white waves. The Purple Emperor Sword burning with red flames suddenly slashed out, and suddenly a sword shadow of the Purple Emperor Sword appeared in the air, and suddenly in the illusory golden sun behind Zhao Zhijing, the golden crow with wings flying high suddenly jumped out and disappeared into the sword shadow in Zhao Zhijing's eyes.

As the long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand continued to slash out towards the Taiji diagram under him, suddenly a sword shadow spread out in the void, and in the illusory golden sun behind him, a three-legged golden crow spread its wings and flew out, and the next moment it was already submerged in the red sword shadow, with unbearable heat, even Zhao Zhijing, a congenital master who had not invaded the cold and heat, at this moment, there was sweat flowing out of his forehead, and the palm that held the hilt of the sword also had wisps of sweat oozing out at this moment, staining the quaint sword hilt unconsciously。

One, two, three, there were already nine red sword shadows between the electric lights and flints in front of Zhao Zhijing, and red flames were burning on these nine sword shadows, and a much smaller three-legged golden crow was spreading its wings and flying, not making an inaudible cry.

Feeling the Taiji diagram that was constantly approaching under him, the huge power was not like an invisible force constantly eroding the hearts of Zhao Zhijing and Wanyanzong, avoiding the divine light that Wanyanzong revealed in his eyes at this time, and fell directly on Zhao Zhijing's body, which was full of curiosity and unwillingness.

For Wanyan Sect, who chased martial arts and did not put himself in the glory and wealth at all, his heart was full of curiosity about Zhao Zhijing's cultivation at this time, and it was a shame for him to become powerless at this time, and the unwillingness in his heart was like poison at this moment, constantly eroding the pride in Wanyan Zong's heart.

In the midst of the complicated hospitality of Wanyan Sect, the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand was raised again at this moment. Suddenly, Ruofei suddenly let out a long sword roar from the nine sword shadows that were generally floating in the air, and the next moment in front of Zhao Zhijing's eyes, they turned into nine three-legged golden crows with wings spread and flying high, and suddenly pounced in an inaudible chirp. Suddenly submerged into the already crimson Purple Emperor Sword.

The next moment, Zhao Zhijing suddenly felt the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand beat, and a sound like a heartbeat sounded in Zhao Zhijing's heart. The Purple Emperor Sword suddenly roared, as if the dragon in the deep stream had turned into a real dragon at this moment, and a feeling of nirvana transformation suddenly flooded in Zhao Zhijing's mind.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing suddenly let out a long roar. This long roar like a dragon was louder than the sound of the howling mountain wind, drowning out all sounds. Even if lightning appeared in the sky at this time, and the sound of thunder was emitted, it was only a small role in front of him.

With Zhao Zhijing's long roar, the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand suddenly slashed out towards the Taiji Diagram that was still on the ground. Suddenly, a sword several zhang huge spurted out from the already red sword body of the Purple Emperor Sword, and suddenly a red long sword several zhang huge appeared in the air, and nine vivid three-legged golden crows appeared on it.

With the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand, this red giant sword, which was like a sword pillar, suddenly slashed out towards the Taiji Diagram.

Boom! The huge sound was louder than the thunder in the sky, and the energy was stirred out at this moment, and suddenly ripples appeared on the cliff, and the grass that had been cut off a layer was uprooted at this moment along with the torn soil, and the green pines that buried their roots deep in the soil and rocks were also broken at this moment, and the trunk of the tree that was like a dragon was also broken by the strength at this time, and was broken into large and small pieces of wood and sawdust.

At this moment, on this remote mountain cliff, with the whistling mountain wind, the colorful smoke and dust spread, and there was only this smoke and dust whistling in the air like a giant dragon in front of him, and even the huge sun light in the sky was also obscured at this time. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing and Wan Yanzong were both resisting the huge force that spread with the smoke and dust, and only the smoke and dust in front of them fell into their eyes, and they couldn't see anything else.

Zhao Zhijing, who was in the middle of this smoke and dust, the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand had already been submerged in the scabbard, and the white figure was like a Dinghai Divine Needle, standing on a small mountain stone, and the true yuan flowing out of the hole like a drizzle turned into an invisible sword, tearing apart the huge power that was rushing, and even the robe on his body was not swept by the wind formed by this whistling energy at this moment, as if he was in another time and space.

And not far away, in the Wanyan Sect, a pair of feet had already sunk deep into the dirt, and at this moment, the dirt had already submerged the instep of his feet, spreading towards his calves. The Shura Knife in his hand, which had receded from blood, returned to its original color, which was even darker than the night, just like the black hole that swallowed everything in the universe, and the wisps of light fell on it, without a trace of reflection, and some were just as dark as the eternal night.

On the sharp blade, the wisps of sword light are like the stars in the galaxy, shining with cold light. Like spring breeze and rain, the sword rays that drifted out tore apart the huge power that roared. At this moment, Wanyan Sect is like a reef on the coast, no matter how huge the waves are in front of you, it still stands there firmly, without a trace of wavering in the long river of time.

At this moment, among the three hundred and sixty-five main points in Zhao Zhijing's body, the innate true yuan that drifted out like a drizzle gushed out at this moment, and suddenly Zhao Zhijing turned into a giant sword that pointed straight at the sky, and immediately slashed at the whistling smoke and dust, and the smoke and dust fell from the air at a speed visible to the naked eye. (To be continued.) )