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Trembling and trembling, even if the immortals want to cut him under the sword, thousands of people have one thought, ten thousand thoughts converge, and suddenly, the sword dove is a change, this change up to the head of Shi Ji, down to every disciple who makes up the sword dove is unbelievable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In an instant, the sword dove began to change automatically, and it was no longer controlled by everyone, and half of the fairy sounds, fairy lights, and fairy flowers in the sky were attracted by this sword dove, and turned into a little light and entered the sword dove's body.

These immortal qi, after being absorbed by the sword dove, on top of the sword dove, began to automatically derive six magic circles, these magic circles have different forms, from the beginning of a little chaos, into yin and yang two qi, and then the shape of the four phases, the gossip array, and finally into a three-dimensional endless magic circle.

The head of the dove is for a while, for the sword heart, and the dove claws for a while, for the sword condensation. The dove wings for a while, for the sword flying wings, for the dove feathers for a while, for the sword star feathers, for the dove heart for a while, for the sword leisure, for the dove body for a while, for the sword light prison.

Six formations transformed, in the blink of an eye, merged into one, and then the sky also descended a light, shot to the sword dove, suddenly, thousands of people on the sword dove above the vitality condensed, turned into a human form, from the void to nothing, into an extraordinary, dressed in ancient costumes of the middle-aged scribe, this person has an indescribable generosity, full of elegant aura, if you look carefully, and the Xuanyuan Outer Gate Heavenly Law Pavilion, the person on the white marble carved screen on the first floor is exactly the same.

This person is Wang Yinyang, the Zhongxing Patriarch of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, who broke through the sky and jumped into the realm, and also issued a clone in the fairy realm and descended to the world.

Yu Zecheng and other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were all in a bizarre state, in a trance, but everyone saw the image clone of the Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yin and Yang, and everyone was in an incomparable worship, this is the Patriarch Wang Yin and Yang. Master Zu did not abandon all the disciples, and at the most critical moment, he actually came to the lower realm to help everyone, and everyone was very excited.

After Wang Yin and Yang transformed into a shape, he was motionless, and suddenly all the sword dove members felt a shock all over their bodies, as if their bodies were absorbed from something and gathered into the human form above the sword dove, and in an instant, Yu Zecheng felt the heart of the blood nightmare on his body, the furnace of eternity, the peerless sword bones, and the seven fairy eyes, all of which moved, as if a trace of vitality had escaped, and gathered on the avatar immortal clone.

This kind of feeling all the Xuanyuan disciples who have immortal bones and wisdom roots all have this feeling, this vitality is over, and the Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yin and Yang opened his eyes violently, and suddenly it was like this heaven and earth were stunned, everything was condensed, and time and space were reversed.

He opened his mouth and shouted:

"The pure heart is free to walk in the red dust, the orchid fragrance is endless, the bright moon and the white clouds pass on my will, and the Moyi immortal lord returns to the world.

My king Yin and Yang are back again, the sword dove has turned into a shape, all of them are united, swearing to kill the immortals, the immortal qi has entered the dove, the magic circle has appeared, and it has returned to the world, who dares to be the enemy of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect?

After speaking, he looked at the Eight Remnants Sect Immortal clones on the main peak.

When the Eight Remnant Immortals saw the magic circle rise, they let out a long sigh and shouted:

"Run, run away and count as one. ”

After speaking, on the main peak, countless disciples immediately turned into streamers and flew towards the four fields.

When the king yin and yang drank at him, he looked at the king yin and yang and replied:

"Meet the Moyi Heavenly Immortal Lord, it's my eight crippled old man. ”

王阳阳 says:

"It turned out to be an old man with eight disabilities, it's not surprising to you, you were born with a brain wreck, and you can do everything, except for you, there is no one who is so shameless, to bully the small, dare to be the enemy of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect. ”

The Eight Remnant Immortals were said by Wang Yin and Yang, but he didn't mean to be angry at all, he just said:

"The descendants are facing the disaster of annihilation, and they can only fight hard, and they can't care about face. ”

Wang Yinyang nodded and said:

"Then don't blame me, it's over, I can't let your doppelganger go back. The Eight Remnants Gate will not be destroyed because of this battle, I promise you. ”

八軣老 says:

"Okay, thank you for the promise of the Moyi Heavenly Immortal Lord, okay, let me try the divine power of the Moyi Heavenly Immortal Lord, in fact, you rely on the name of Xuanyuan, with the help of the legacy of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, to control the three domains of the immortal world, I have long been dissatisfied and am about to try the sword of the Moyi Heavenly Immortal Lord. ”

Wang Yinyang smiled and said:

"It seems that I haven't used my sword for a long time, and the immortals have forgotten what happened back then. Okay, since you have any questions, then I'll answer them, if I can't kill you with a sword, I will give up the name of this immortal lord. Give you ten breaths, the ultimate law body of the immortals, lest you say that I am bullying you. ”

The old man with eight remnants roared, and he began to change, instantly turning into a three-zhang tall red bronze giant, with three heads and six arms, and the qi of endless wind and clouds appeared all over his body, exuding seven layers of ripple brilliance.

Wang Yinyang didn't look at him, but just stood on top of the sword dove, looked around the heaven and earth, looked at it for more than ten breaths, and said:

"The world is changeable, the years are long, old friends are available, and things have changed. ”

Then he glanced at the eight crippled old men, and with a finger of his hand, a sword light came out, and Wang Yinyang said casually:

"The swordsman, the royal road, is unstoppable, scattered for qi, gathered for mang, turned into meaning, hidden for thought......"

This Wang Yin and Yang are fighting, while explaining like many disciples, teaching everyone the way of swordsmanship, that sword light instantly descended, cut through the sky, a sword cut out, this sword has no illustrious might, no shattered gas, no majestic pressure, but this sword implies the way of the firmament, this sword represents the power of heaven and earth, is the ultimate power in the way of the sword, just a light sword, it is enough.

When the old man saw such a sword light, he roared angrily, and his six arms moved quickly, using all kinds of immortal tricks, and the three heads chanted mantras together, turning into endless light and shadow, but everything was illusory, and everything was meaningless.

This sword easily broke through the layers of defense of the eight remnant old man, Dao Dao immortal art, strong ** body, this sword flashed to the white light, the immortal magic body of the eight remnant old man, like a bubble collapse, collapsed instantly, a sword down, without any sound and light movie, just like this, the eight remnant old man's nether immortal body, completely killed.

After Wang Yinyang killed the eight crippled old men, he said slowly:

"After this revenge is over, don't cut off the inheritance of the Eight Remnant Sects, my Xuanyuan Sword Sect stands in the firmament world, immortal, all disciples should do it for themselves. ”

After speaking, the fairy shadow suddenly dissipated, turning into countless rays of light, of which thirty percent returned to the sky, and the other four percent turned into a stream of light and returned to all the Xuanyuan disciples, according to how much they had absorbed, and then how much they returned, and thirty percent of the light and shadow turned into twelve streamers and shot towards the sky, and the light point could not be seen in an instant.

Everything is like an illusion, it ends in an instant, everyone is like a dream, the other party's immortal is in the lower realm, his ancestor is in the lower realm, the two immortals fight, and then it ends easily.

Suddenly, the head of Shi Ji shouted:

"Master Xie Zu is in the lower realm, and Master Xie Zu gives the law. ”

The feedback streamer contains endless immortal energy, which has a variety of sword theories, and it can be predicted that in the near future, countless lost Xuanyuan sword techniques will be reinterpreted by Xuanyuan disciples after this war.

The immortals disappeared, and the battle continued, but a large number of disciples of the Eight Remnants Sect were teleported away by the Eight Remnants Old Man in Fangcai, and the eight peaks and one main peak, the upper side was sparsely populated, and all disappeared, and there was only one person, that is, the True Monarch, and the Eight Remnants Old Man did not teleport him away. He knew that this disciple could not be saved, so he did not send him away.

The True Monarch looked around, smiled gloomily, and shouted:

"One person does things and one person is responsible, I killed your Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples, I was entrusted by others to lead you out of the mountain, but unfortunately, I lost my success, hate, hate, hate, hate. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and struck, pulled his heart out, and exploded violently, and suddenly the Yuan Infant exploded and disappeared into the sky as a ball of flames.

The war ended like this, and there was no strong enemy in the Eight Remnant Sects, Shi Ji said:

"The sword dove disintegrated, looking for the remnants of the enemy, scraping everything for me, taking everything that can be taken, destroying everything that can't be taken, leaving them with nine empty mountains, and the inheritance is not broken. ”

All the disciples replied together:

"Yes. ”

Suddenly turned into a group of six, or in this nine hanging mountains to scrape everything, spirit stones, fairy grass, treasures, fairy birds, everything was taken away, and if they couldn't take it away, they were destroyed, and everyone began a crazy robbery.

Yu Zecheng flew down and began to scrape, others searched for treasures everywhere, but Yu Zecheng flew to the place where the eight remnant old man's magic body burst, watching the traces of that battle.

The sword of Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yin and Yang is too powerful, too mysterious, and it makes people feel indescribable, that sword can be said to be the strongest sword in this firmament world, the limit of the way of the sword.

Yu Zecheng looked at the explosion of the eight crippled old man, guessing the divine power of this sword, and found that there was a sword mark on the ground, in fact, the eight crippled old man also struggled to resist, but to no avail, but because of his resistance, he left a sword mark on this stone platform.

This sword mark is one zhang long, one foot deep, carved on the stone platform, Yu Zecheng didn't say a word, and immediately urged the flying sword to cut off the stone platform here with the sword mark as the center, ten zhang of land, and then received it in his own Pangu world.

This is the real supreme treasure, compared to those magic weapons flying swords, compared to those spirit stone immortal medicines, it is innumerable, with this sword mark, his sword path has a wind direction, and from then on his cultivation has a goal.

After getting this thing, Yu Zecheng didn't want anything more, turned around and came to a platform, sat down, and returned to the Pangu worldview to look at the seal of the sword mark.

The other Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples, some scraped everywhere, some dug three feet into the ground, and some were unscrupulous, but none of them noticed that a group of Yuanying Zhenjun led by Shi Ji were silently watching them, observing the reactions of each disciple, and recording all their every move for evaluation.

That Yu Zecheng was joyless and carefree, sitting on the stone, unmoved by external objects, silent, closing his eyes and doing penance, and suddenly Shi Ji and the others looked at him, smiled slightly, and nodded their heads.

(To be continued)