The sixteenth generation of demons of Cuiyun Peak descended, and a big battle started in front of the sword blade purple bamboo forest, and the aura of the Great Dao shook the entire Qingyun Sect.

Dozens of hundreds of divine rays rose from the eight peaks, and the big men of the peaks finally couldn't sit still and came towards the sword peak.

The Battle of Sword Peak touched people's hearts, and the sixteenth generation of demonic characters wanted to suppress Qi Tian, and Shuimu Avenue almost overwhelmed the entire Sword Peak.

This is an indescribable might, the entire purple bamboo forest is trembling, the gods shine in the sky, covering the glory of the gods, the clouds and mist in the sky are shattered by the edge, it is difficult to form at all, and the bright blue sky appears.

Yan Mu hit Aoki, and many people know that this is a six-grade Taoist device, and Mizuki Avenue is almost imprinted, which shows how far Yan Mu's comprehension of Mizuki Dadao has reached.

Despite this, it was still impossible to suppress Qi Tian, even if he used his small divine powers, he was also broken, and the innate sword body was so strong that it could not be suppressed.

The disciples retreated, and someone cursed: "You must have hidden your strength, in front of the God of War Temple, you can abolish Gu Luoxiao with one sword, what a deep scheming!"

"He has grown up too fast, and he has such a scheming, he must be killed! ”

In front of the purple bamboo forest, the earth was dyed red, and the blood stream was cut off, impregnating hundreds of zhang of land.

In the hundred-zhang vacuum world, the water and wood avenue crushed, the innate edge slashed, and the whole world trembled, and it actually gave birth to the image of collapse.

Yan Mu's face became more and more ugly, the strength of Qi Tian's sword body has exceeded imagination, it is actually comparable to the six-grade Dao weapon, the combat power is vigorous, and his Dao momentum is broken, the life essence is majestic, and the Shuimu Avenue can't be suppressed, and now he has exhausted all his means, he can only slowly grind and kill, and the battle has no meaning at this point.

However, both of them played a real fire, without the slightest intention of stopping, Yan Mu continued to separate Shuimu Avenue, playing the small magic power of Mu Xing, Zumu Tongtian continued to collapse, and was cut by Qi Tian one by one.

Six times the combat power, reaching the realm of the two swords Pangu, the strength of the Qi Tian sword body is far greater than the past, six times the combat power is killed, and the small divine power cannot be left behind.

Not long after, the Eight Peaks and Dao descended, and there were sixteen generations of top figures, as well as fifteen generations of many elders, and everyone showed a look of shock.

Although the sword body was suppressed to the downside, it did not show defeat, and the strength of the physical body could still support it for a long time, tirelessly.

There is a golden mang splitting the sky, after a few breaths, Qi Tian cast the Sky Splitting Sword Technique, six times the combat power gushed out, his body did not move, directly slashed the cyan ancient wood, and the two types of Sky Splitting Sword Technique were cast, and the vacuum world suddenly became sharp, and vaguely, there was a tendency to fight against Shuimu Avenue.

Above the sky, many people have murderous eyes in their eyes, and they want to make a move, but they are afraid of being criticized, the younger generation has a dispute, if the fifteenth generation elder makes a move, it will break the taboo, once the taboo is broken, the entire Qingyun Sect is bound to be in chaos, and then lead the elders out of the pass, no one can escape, they will be killed.

Suddenly, there was an ice cloud floating from afar, before it reached it, a bone-chilling chill hit my heart, the vacuum world shattered, the invisible avenue collapsed, the golden mangs cracked into the air, shattered in the middle of the way, the ancient trees towered to the sky, frozen as dead trees, and there was no longer any vitality to reveal.

"It's the master!"

"And the Seven Peaks Peak Master!"

Above the sky, many divine lights landed, bringing the great figures to the ground, and there was no place for them above the void.

Eight big figures came, and some people moved in their hearts, and ordered people to go down the mountain and carry Gu Luoxiao and more than 40 others to the sword peak.

In a short time, nearly twenty corpses were lying on the ground, and Gu Luoxiao and the others all fainted, and the blood had not yet dried, and soon the earth was dyed red again.

The Seven Peaks Peak Masters all frowned, they sensed the sharp qi, and their eyes fell on Qi Tian.

Hum - pale golden edges emerged, and the eyes of the Seven Peaks Peak Lord were shattered.

"Huh, the edge has actually reached such a state!" "The Lord of Purple Thunder Peak showed a different color on his face and said, "The innate sword body has actually transformed to this point, which is comparable to a six-grade Dao weapon!"

The peak master-level figure saw through the realm of Qi Tian at a glance, but the Burning Sun Peak Lord immediately frowned: "There is such an ancient aura, could it be that the sword body is an ancient bloodline?"

The Lord of Cuiyun Peak muttered: "Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the innate sword body can reproduce the power of the ancient sword immortal in ancient times, but it has to receive the immortal punishment, and there is no way forward." ”

The Lord of Cuiyun Peak looks like a young man, but he has white hair, white hair is like frost, revealing a broad vitality, there is death in the vitality, two completely different breaths overflow from his body, and the surrounding air trembles unconsciously, as if it is about to crack at any time and shatter into a vacuum.

"Please call the shots!"

Several top figures of the sixteenth generation bowed down: "Qi Tiandao has demons in his heart, and he abolished dozens of people in my Eight Peaks to cultivate into a knowledge seed, causing more than 20 Eight Peak Senior Brothers to bite their tongues and commit suicide, it is really an unforgivable sin, and the disciples ask to put them into the cliff of thought, and they will never be allowed to go out of the mountain!"

"Please call the shots!"

Nearly a thousand eight-vein disciples knelt down, and the rest of them failed to reach the peak, and they also knelt down at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of the crusade shook the sky.

In front of the purple bamboo forest, the cold wind slaughtered, and the voices of the disciples turned into a cold air, leading to frost and snow.

Yan Mu's face was expressionless, he stood in front of the broken blood stream, Aoki carried it behind him, and he didn't look at Qi Tian, and after a few breaths, Yukong left, the Lord of Cuiyun Peak frowned, but he didn't say anything.

"Qi Tian, you are guilty!"

The Lord of the Burning Sun Peak spoke, his purple robe was added, his hair was like a flame, every strand of hair was crystal clear, containing firelight, and he could vaguely see a sea of fire, which was very terrifying.

The purple bamboo sword was put away, and Qi Tian chuckled, "What is the crime?"

"You abolished dozens of disciples of my Eight Peaks to cultivate the seed of knowledge, cut off their path, humiliated them until they committed suicide, this is cannibalism, how can you not know the sin!"

"If you confess your guilt, you still have a way to live, and only by confessing your guilt can you appease the souls of the dead!"

"If you don't admit your guilt, your souls will be uneasy, your resentment will not disperse, and you can't be reincarnated!"

Some disciples whispered, in front of the purple bamboo forest, there are all elder peak masters, how can they not hear it, Qi Tian's eyes faintly flickered with cold light, these people opened their mouths at this time, and their hearts could be punished.

"Qi Tian, you can plead guilty!"

The peak master of Purple Thunder Peak also spoke, his voice was like thunder, hiding the power of the sky, and looking at the sky with a gaze as majestic as a mountain.

Qi Tian laughed, he glanced at everyone, his eyes were sharp, no one dared to look at him, and they all turned their eyes.

He pointed to the people of Gu Luoxiao who had fainted to death, and said coldly: "Qingyun Peak, no matter how big or small, I think, with the means of the peak masters, it is impossible to escape your eyes, otherwise there are demons and demons entering the mountain, wouldn't they be able to kill at will, and be ashamed of my fellow Daoists, so, what is said today, the cause and reason, I am afraid that all the peak masters know right and wrong, and they are at ease in the hearts of the people." ”

After a pause, Qi Tian continued: "The sect can let the younger generation compete, just to get out of a Taoist talent who overwhelms the same generation and achieve the position of a half-immortal, but if there is no distinction between right and wrong, I have to suppress Qi Tian today, its wind is chaotic, its outline is not right, Qi Tian now asserts that within a thousand years, Qingyun will die!

Many disciples raised their eyebrows and couldn't help but shout: "Arrogance! If he is really a great character, he dares to talk about the rise and fall of my Qingyun Sect, he is avoiding trouble and pulling tiger skin!"

"But an innate sword body with no way forward, I really can't do it without him in my Qingyun Sect!"

The Lord of Purple Thunder Peak frowned, his eyes were like lightning, like a thunderbolt descending from the sky, rewarding and punishing all things, and he was just about to make a move, but he saw that the Ming Bing Dao man waved his hand.

The Lotus Peak Lord glanced at Qi Tian thoughtfully, she didn't say a word, just glanced at it, and many Lotus Peak disciples hesitated slightly, and then left with the two female cultivators who had died.

Ming Bing Daoren's expression was calm, he had a great avenue in his body, and his words and deeds contained all the truth, at this time, he spoke: "Then tell me, today, if you are beaten into the cliff of thinking, how will you be treated?"

Without thinking, Qi Tian said in a deep voice: "The younger generation is competing, if it is fair and strict, I Qi Tian is naturally willing to take refuge under the Qingyun Gate, life and death, if I am suppressed by Qi Tian today, as long as I don't die, he will definitely think about the cliff and ask you for a lesson or two!"

Qi Tian's words fell, Jian Feng was silent, and there was no sound at all, even many disciples who were constantly shouting were also dumbfounded, unable to believe their ears.

The expression of the Lord of the Seven Peaks remained unchanged, and it looked very strange at this moment, the breeze above the Sword Peak flowed, and the spirit birds cried, becoming extremely clear at this time.

After half a pillar of incense, the people of Ming Bing Dao laughed, and the laughter was loud, shaking Jiufeng.

"Okay! Okay! I didn't expect that in addition to my Qingyun Peak, there was another madman, today's words, I will write down the old way, and when you step into the sword realm, the old way and other Taoist platforms are waiting for you!"

The expressions of the disciples changed, and they seemed to have thought of something at this moment, more than a dozen top figures had ugly faces, and some people wanted to speak, but they were stopped by Ming Bing Daoist waving his hand, and he said in a deep voice: "Today's matter, let's stop it, before the big competition, the war is forbidden! Whoever makes another move, the old way will be killed directly!

The disciples did not dare to disobey, many people looked at Qi Tian with unkind eyes, but there was nothing to be done, after half a pillar of incense, in front of the purple bamboo forest, there was no one.

Qi Tian's eyes were indifferent, he looked at the Ming Bing Dao people, for this master, he always had some jealousy in his heart, it seemed unfathomable, often unexpected, no one knew what decision he would make in the next moment.

The edge in his body dissipated, and the bloodline returned to the bone marrow, Qi Tian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if the Purple Thunder Peak Lord really wanted to do it, he couldn't say it, he would have to use some inheritance powers, and then he would definitely be greatly injured, and it would be difficult to recover.

"Where's the Splitting Bow?"

After a few breaths, the Ming Bing Daoist spoke again.

Knowing in his heart, Qi Tian had already thought of his words, and at this time, his expression remained unchanged, and he spoke: "My sword is sharp, not fake foreign objects, and the Split God Bow has been given by the disciple." ”

"Where were you a month ago?"

"Nagarjuna!"

"Nagarjuna Town was slaughtered a month ago, what are you doing there?"

(To be continued)