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The moment the Nebula Light Prison shattered, the sword light had already reached the opponent's Yuanying Zhenjun's body, and the sword light turned into an infinite light curtain and slashed towards him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That Yuanying Zhenjun no longer dared to pretend to be a real person in Jindan before this sword light, and couldn't help but roar:

"The eight gods came to the world, and there is an invitation to the Holy Spirit of Taiyi. ”

In an instant, a figure appeared in the void and fused into his body, this person's entire momentum changed, and Yu Zecheng's infinite sword light went straight into the situation, easily penetrating his body. But Yu Zecheng's face remained unchanged, and the feeling on the sword told him that it was just an illusion.

Then Yu Zecheng's eyes darkened, and the Jindan real figure suddenly appeared in front of Yu Zecheng. Reaching out and grabbing it, he broke through the defense of infinite sword light and grabbed Yu Zecheng's head.

This grasp, which looks like a plop on a grasp, is actually a collection of divine energy, thoughts and divine consciousness, Taiyi divine hand.

This grasp can destroy everything, no matter what defense you have, what protection you have, you can't stop this grasp of the collection of beliefs, he wants to crush Yu Zecheng's head.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng's body teleported, shrinking into inches, and he didn't know where to go.

But the person is not in the sword, and the silver sword light gushes out if thousands of Dao erupts. Dense silver sword light covered all the space within a radius of hundreds of feet.

That Yuanying Zhenjun didn't take this sword light seriously at all, and grabbed it again, and this grasp turned into a ten thousand shadows, wanting to be crushed by that sword rain.

In an instant, the sword rain was all crushed, but the terrifying freezing power contained in the silver-white sword also froze all his shadows, and at this moment, a ray of inconspicuous light passed through all the shadows, crossed all obstacles, grabbed this slight flaw, and instantly hit the head of the opponent's Yuanying Zhenjun.

As soon as the sword went down, the other party's eyebrows raised, and a trace of anger appeared on his face for the first time. But he was not injured much, but the terrible thing about this sword was that one sword was destroyed, one sword was born, and another sword struck, and it was in the middle of the position, and this time the opponent's shield was broken, and blood was seen on the forehead.

Angry, furious, "Duh!" The other party snorted, and Taiyi Shengyan went all out. The voice of the Word is low, but it has the power to penetrate everything. Under this holy word. At this moment, the clouds are quiet, the wind stops, the stars sink, and the moon darkens. In the space within a radius of a hundred miles, it seemed that all other vitality fluctuations had disappeared into this holy word that overrode all powers.

Everything was still, but the sword light rose again, avoiding all obstacles, and the holy word was ineffective against him, and once again silently hit the forehead of this Yuan Ying True Monarch.

A sword was extinguished, and another sword was raised, this time the other party Yuanying Zhenjun used all his mana to dodge, block, and even give up Yu Zecheng, who was far away, and stretched out his hand to block his forehead, but it was meaningless, and it was another sword.

With this sword, a bony skull was already exposed on the forehead.

But it wasn't over yet, and in an instant another sword rose, and this sword was completely agile, with its own beliefs and souls.

The Yuanying True Monarch gave up resisting, took a deep breath, held a gesture with both hands in his chest, and a strange purple spell appeared in front of him. The purple light of the spell flickered, and the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly surged wildly.

The magic trick in his hand changed, and finally pinched it into a magic decision and pointed it at the sky, and a golden light as thick as a ruler rushed into the sky, and the lightning flashed through the sky, blasting towards Yu Zecheng.

This blow has a supreme majesty. A thin golden light shines brightly on a piece of golden light within a radius of a hundred miles.

Yu Zecheng made a sword to resist, the silver light flashed, absolute zero, frozen everything, but he couldn't freeze this fierce golden light bombardment, Yu Zecheng's fierce back turned into golden light, the golden light thunderbolted, far away, the golden light chased frantically behind Yu Zecheng.

The Yuanying Zhenjun here emitted a golden light, thinking that Yu Zecheng could give up the attack here, but the sword light hit his forehead again, this sword light, fast, accurate, unstoppable, unavoidable, one sword extinguished and one sword was born, and in an instant, another sword shattered his forehead, and his brain burst.

The sword light disappeared, but in an instant, a Sanskrit voice sang in the air:

"The red lotus blooms, the eight gods protect the body, Taiyi dissipates, and I am reincarnated. ”

In an instant, the body that lost its head, countless flesh buds rose, the other party was intact, and the body recovered. In fact, Fang Cai's body was the stand-in of the Taiyi Holy Spirit invited by the other party, blocking a sword for him, breaking Yu Zecheng's sword dove sword path endless automatic bombardment.

Over there, the golden light was still chasing Yu Zecheng, and Yu Zecheng's sword light moved to emit a green sword light, hitting the golden light, and the golden light in an instant was bright, as bright as a big day, and the power increased a hundred times, and he quickly pursued Yu Zecheng.

At this time, Yu Zecheng's body turned, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to his original position, and the golden light caught up with Yu Zecheng fiercely, and the most violent light broke out, hitting Yu Zecheng, the light dissipated, and there was no reaction.

This is Yu Zecheng's third sword path dry glory sword way, everything in the world, there is glory and there must be withering, the golden light was hit by him, and immediately burst out with a hundred times the energy, but the time of existence was also shortened by a hundred times, the energy was exhausted, the last light was emitted, and finally dissipated.

The two confronted each other again, and the Yuanying Zhenjun looked at Yu Zecheng and said:

"Destroy the true monarch, a sword broke my Taiyi Holy Spirit, a hundred years of penance was destroyed in one fell swoop, and sure enough, the sword light was like a god. ”

余Zecheng says:

"Humility, Your Excellency is not so upright in doing things. ”

That Yuanying Zhenjun smiled and said:

"Two ninth-order flying swords, if you lose face, you will lose face, it's worth it, it's just that, this is not my eight-god dojo, without the help of the eight gods, eternal life is immortal, and you will fight with you without winning or losing, see you later." ”

In an instant, he turned into a streamer and fled away, Yu Zecheng watched him leave and said:

"Your Excellency's name, I will teach you later. ”

This Yuanying Zhenjun's spell is not weak, he really wants to escape, it is not easy to chase and kill, the most important thing is that Yu Zecheng has no killing intent towards him, seeing him clean up Wang Shuyuan, Yu Zecheng has a refreshing feeling in his heart.

The Yuanying True Monarch fled away and replied in a long voice:

"Eight gods, Qingyue Zhenjun. ”

The crisis was lifted, and Yu Zecheng slowly came to Wang Shuyuan and Luo Xinxue and said:

"Okay, the matter is settled, let's hurry up and return to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. ”

Luo Xinxue glanced at Wang Shuyuan, Wang Shuyuan didn't say a word, just stood there blankly, like a fool, Luo Xinxue had no choice but to speak:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zecheng for saving us, thank you so much......"

Wang Shuyuan said suddenly:

"There's no way, there's no way, there's no way. ”

He was thinking about the battle between Yu Zecheng and Fang Cai Yuanying Zhenjun, Yu Zecheng's frozen sword light, soul-chasing sword light, green sword light, the opponent's Taiyi Divine Hand, Taiyi Holy Word, Booming Golden Light, the random sword of both sides, Wang Shuyuan's countless simulations in the martial arts dojo, there was no way to defend and resist, so he couldn't help shouting.

He suddenly covered his head and said:

"There's no way, there's no way at all. ”

Suddenly, he stared at Yu Zecheng and shouted:

"Why, why, I've worked very hard, I'm building the foundation, you Jindan, I'm Jindan, you're Yuanying, why, why, I don't have the possibility of catching up with you at all, I've worked very hard, I've done my best.

We're getting farther and farther apart, and now you've become the senior who saved me, and you don't even have the right to catch up. Why ......"

When there was a thud, a ninth-order flying sword in his hand fell to the ground, and there was a thud.

Seeing his state, Luo Xinxue was a little scared and shouted:

"Shu Yuan, Shu Yuan, don't give up, it's okay, it's okay, as long as we insist, we can form a Yuan Baby, and then we can catch up with him. ”

王舒原 says:

"It's useless, maybe he's already back to the true one at that time, I'm the real one, maybe he's already ascended......"

Luo Xinxue shouted:

"Don't give up, we can persevere. ”

Wang Shuyuan smiled miserably and said:

"My master said that he gave up the opportunity to become a true one the other day. I thought the same thing you did at the time, but when I saw his swordsmanship, I knew that I couldn't catch up, and I would never be able to catch up......"

Wang Shuyuan turned around and walked to the side, the ninth-order flying sword that fell to the ground was not picked up, like a walking corpse, and walked to the side.

Luo Xinxue was anxious behind Wang Shuyuan, and she was on fire again, not knowing what to do.

Yu Zecheng picked up the ninth-order flying sword on the ground, handed it to Luo Xinxue, and said:

"It's okay, he'll be fine in a while, let him calm down, this place is very open, within our consciousness, let him calm down. ”

Luo Xinxue looked at Wang Shuyuan, then looked left and right, and made sure that Wang Shuyuan was in his divine consciousness, and there would be no accidents, so he didn't say anything.

Wang Shuyuan walked forward step by step, fascinated and depressed, he didn't know what to do, he always felt that another person was staring at him, he thought it was Yu Zecheng, but in fact, above the heads of Yu Zecheng and Wang Shuyuan, there was a cloud of black gas floating.

The black gas was suspended in the air, Yu Zecheng and the others all turned a blind eye, and the black gas looked familiar, it was the remnant of the demon that Yu Zecheng thought was suppressed in the Pangu world.

The black qi formed by the remnant of the heart demon seems to be an old man, and this old man Yu Zecheng should have the impression that it is the image of the old man of the sword, but this image has countless cold and terrifying aura compared to the old man of the sword back then.

He looked at Yu Zecheng and Wang Shuyuan with a smile, and slowly opened a picture album in the black air, among which there were seventeen avatars, the first one was Liu Shiyun, the second was Yu Zecheng, and there were seven more avatars formed, and Bai Su of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect was also among them.

The black qi looked at Wang Shuyuan, and instantly Wang Shuyuan's human avatar also appeared in the afterimage of the inner demon, and the black qi seemed to be sneering.

In an instant, there seemed to be a layer of white mist between heaven and earth, and Luo Xinxue did not notice that at this moment, Wang Shuyuan had already detached from her divine sense.

Wang Shuyuan continued to move forward, but he didn't know how far he had walked, the mountain road was rugged, and his heart was depressed.

Suddenly, in front of him, there was a huge fluctuation of vitality, Wang Shuyuan was startled, but immediately had a concept in his mind, this is someone breaking through the sky and crossing the boundary, maybe it is an immortal returning to the world from the immortal world.

He didn't feel the idea strange as to why he had the idea. And he was not afraid, as if he had waited here.

(To be continued)