Nine forces of great power Shenhua rushed into the sky, hooking the nameless lines of the land of Qingyun Valley, a bucket thick, purple thunder light condensed out of thin air, between heaven and earth, only a thunder sound remained, this thunder sound penetrated the void, almost penetrated into the souls of everyone.

Poof――

The thunder light suddenly fell on the dark yellow hand, and bursts of green smoke rose, and the void in all directions sounded at the same time.

"Qingyun Nine Penalty Formation!"

In the void, a hidden figure roared, and two dark yellow hands appeared out of thin air, tearing towards both sides of the firmament.

"Dao Wen, it turns out that the rumored Zhenzong Dao Array of my Qingyun Sect, the Qingyun Nine Punishment Array has always been imprinted on the land of this Qingyun Valley. ”

"Qingyun Nine Punishment Array, condensing the power of the Nine Peaks, it is rumored that it can break the void and shake the heavens and the earth!"

On the land of Qingyun Valley, many seventeenth generation disciples exclaimed, the white jade platform descended to the earth, and Qi Tian barely supported his body with his sword.

"Senior brother!"

Yun Fei supported him, Qi Tian shook his head, sat down cross-legged, and there was a sharp condensation around him, and at the same time looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the Nine Peaks Peak Lord stood on the sky, their right palm pressed the void, above the nine heavens, the purple thunderclouds gathered, covering hundreds of miles, the thunder light was like a dragon, shuttling in the clouds, emitting bursts of invisible dragon roars, as if they had a spiritual surname.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, the heavenly thunder is correct, the purple sky is thunderous, destroy all evils, descend!"

The main voice of the Purple Thunder Peak was like thunder, resounding through the void, and in an instant, there were hundreds of thunder dragons roaring down, the majestic Dao rhyme was majestic in the world, the thunder was ten thousand, and the dark yellow hand wanted to tear the sky, but it was annihilated by the thunder after an instant.

"Qingyun Sect, you want to fight this king endlessly!"

The sound was like a landslide, and in the void, there were faint ripples, not the air, it seemed that the entire void was trembling, and a terrifying force was brewing.

"King of Dongshan, you are a demon cultivator, you have just become the king, and you dare to be the enemy of my Qingyun Sect in the Eastern Earth Divine Prefecture, you are killing yourself! Qingyun Nine Punishments, give me out!"

The Ming Bing Daoist stretched out his hand to take it, and the Nine Peaks Great Trend Shenhua converged into a single force, turning into a big red hand that covered the sky, and suddenly probed into a void.

Hum -

The void distorted, and a dark yellow figure emerged in embarrassment.

This is a middle-aged man, he is dressed in a dark yellow brocade robe, yellow hair hangs down, his face is like earth, but it is crystal clear, standing above the sky, even if his body is embarrassed, there is also a momentum like a mountain and a mountain to calm the void, except for a few elders, everyone has changed color, and there is a thick demonic aura permeating, making their hearts tremble.

"Qingyun Sect, you take my spiritual cave and destroy my descendants, this king swears to die with you! But now you set up a dao array, this king will come again next time! Qingyun Nine Punishments, but that's it!"

The next moment, the cave mountain king laughed, his figure gradually faded, and in the void, a drop of dark yellow demon blood was suspended, flickering with an uncertain divine light.

"Demon blood incarnation! This is the cultivation of the demon king, but I didn't expect that he really achieved the demon king!"

Above the sky, the people of Ming Bing Dao frowned, and the nine people fell off the cloud platform, and the general trend dispersed, but in the entire Qingyun Valley, it was extremely quiet, and no one said a word.

"It's all gone. ”

After a few breaths, the Ming Ice Daoist spoke, and the Nine Peaks Peak Lord disappeared into the void at the same time.

Scattered!

Everyone was stunned, Jiufeng Xiaobi, is it over like this?

Many people feel that it is abnormal, three years ago, there was a medicine fairy valley lord coming, and Jiufeng Dabi was not cut off, but now it is just a demon cultivator, and Jiufeng Xiaobi will end for no reason, which is a bit unbelievable, it seems that there is some hidden secret.

Poof――

Lei Gang spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and was held by several disciples of Purple Thunder Peak, he looked at Qi Tian coldly, and said: "I can't suppress you today, there will always be a chance in the future, today, even if you are lucky, let's go!"

"Yes, the way of the sword has been broken in ancient times, the so-called innate sword body, is just a dying struggle, you have to see the general trend! Don't think that it is an innate sword body, there is no size, any of us can easily suppress you!"

Yun Biyuan sneered, her face was beautiful, her body was fragrant, and the glow was shining around her body, like a fairy in the heavenly realm, high above, she just glanced at Qi Tian, and didn't look at Yun Fei.

The seven people left, only Bu Qingtian stood in place, he looked at Qi Tian, his expression was calm, it seemed that there was no waves.

"Give you a year!"

Bu Qingtian left, he seemed to be out of the mortal dust, ethereal and uncertain, and after a few breaths, he disappeared in everyone's eyes.

The seventeenth generation of people dispersed, the cloud platform gradually emptied, Qi Tian walked slowly, his sword body experienced the Xuan Thunder Tribulation, the edge entered the body, although it was suppressed just now, but it was not seriously injured, and most of it had recovered at this time.

Yun Fei's face was solemn, he was silent for a long time, and said, "Terrible!"

Qi Tian nodded, his eyes were shining, like two pieces of black jade, without the slightest fear, Yun Fei looked at him, it was like looking at a divine sword, the edge was endless, and he felt a deep sword rhyme.

Stepping on the sword peak, the purple bamboo forest was calm, and when he stepped into this bamboo forest again, Qi Tian faintly felt that something was different, maybe it was because his cultivation had been improved, and he had evolved his sword sense, and this bamboo forest was more agile than before, and a drop of dew seemed to contain a spiritual surname.

"Senior brother, you feel this way too. ”

Qi Tian nodded and said: "Xun Xian asked, it is detachment, you need to go against the grain, I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it a little, this is about the difference in vitality." ”

"The difference in vitality," Yun Fei muttered a few words, nodded and said, "Yes, I am a person in the immortal path, against the heavenly path, along the avenue, seeking the life of eternal life, stepping into the gate of the immortal world, in order to be vigorous, with vitality, there are infinite variables, and there are no possibilities." ”

The two of them sat in front of the Jingshe, Zizhu Brew drank one bite at a time, and for half a year, in the burial sword pool, they didn't smell the slightest bit of wine.

At night, the two of them were slightly drunk and poured into the retreat, without cultivating.

At dawn, two swords of wine fell into the fine house and spilled two people.

After a pillar of incense, the two stepped into the Sword Pavilion and saw that the Taoist was sitting cross-legged and did not drink.

Without seeing any movement of the Daoist Mingjian, the futons on both sides were pulled by an invisible force and fell in front of the two.

"This is a divine artifact. ”

Yun Fei's eyes lit up and said, "Master, can we cultivate the sword technique?"

Seeing that the Taoist glanced at him and said, "Come with me." ”

Seeing that the Taoist got up, he stepped out of the Sword Pavilion in almost one step, and Qi Tian and the two glanced at each other, got up and caught up.

Scripture Pavilion.

The central jade platform, seeing the Taoist standing in front of him, Qi Tian looked at it intently, at the beginning, he first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he couldn't look directly at it, but now he stepped into the sword fetal realm, but he could see it clearly.

"Dao Sword!"

Qi Tian snorted, but he didn't expect that on the central jade platform, it was actually a mouth sword.

These Dao swords are full of sharp aura, at a glance, it seems that one by one the pillars of optimus, towering between heaven and earth, seeing the Daoist waving his hand, the shrouded invisible power suddenly dissipated, there is an ancient qi permeated, I don't know how many years it has existed.

A mouthful of Dao Sword, except for the edge, Qi Tian and the others could no longer feel anything else, only felt that there was a strange charm, which could not be seen through and could not be measured.

Yun Fei was surprised: "Master, what about the sword technique?"

Seeing that the Taoist stretched out his hand and pointed to many Dao swords, he said, "It's all here." ”

"These, are they really sword tricks?" Yun Fei swallowed, "How do you cultivate." ”

"With the sword of the gods!"

Seeing that the Taoist took a sip of wine, he turned around and left, and in a few steps, he disappeared into the Scripture Pavilion.

"Master—"

Yun Fei rolled his eyes, turned around, and said with a bitter face: "I also know that I use the Divine Sword to control the sword, but there is no way to do this, how to cultivate." ”

Qi Tian stood quietly for a long time, and remained silent, at this time, the two yin and yang fish in his eyes loomed, and there was a divine light, and he said in a deep voice: "God, read also!"