The Zhuxian Ancient Sword did not move, at that moment, it seemed that everyone was holding their breath, but the scene was quiet and terrifying.

There was no sound, no roar, and the ghost looked at the Soul Eater wand that had been smashed like a thousand pounds, and after hitting the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, it suddenly seemed to fall into a pile of cotton, silently.

The angry shouts started, the figures at the end of the forest jumped, and the figures of the elders of the Qingyun Sect appeared one by one, flying over like a gallop, but they only saw that the ancient sword of Zhuxian in the field was actually held in the hands of the ghost, and everyone's faces changed greatly. After a while, there were more and more people in the surrounding Qingyun Gate, and in such a chaotic time, no one could care about the original prohibitions, and they all rushed into this forbidden place of the original Qingyun Gate.

Among them, there were Xiao Zhufeng Wen Min and Da Zhu Feng and others, and when they saw the presence of Ghost Li, their faces also changed greatly. Wen Min and the other Xiaozhufeng women immediately saw Lu Xueqi lying to the side weakly, and hurriedly rushed over and helped Lu Xueqi up.

As if disturbed by the people of Qingyunmen, something was touched, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword under the attention of everyone, although it was still in the hands of the ghost, but somehow, its blade itself had changed.

On the blade of the sword, which was originally simple and slightly rough, non-stone and non-jade, on the crack and fine mark, because of the ghost's fierce blow just now, at this moment, it suddenly expanded a few points. It's just that at this moment, from the mouth of that fine mark, a faint red light began to glow, as if it was the blood that had been sucked in just now, which became alive, and began to slowly drum in the depths of the blade.

Just like the originally calm sea, it gradually rises and brews an unbeatable storm, enveloping the heavens and the earth!

Silence, silence...... Everyone saw the changes in the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, but no one knew what to do, there was silence in front of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, and everyone waited with bated breath.

I don't know, whose heartbeat is throbbing?

Ghost Li felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to let go of Zhu Xian, but the next moment, he had found that the strength around him seemed to have completely disappeared in an instant, and a feeling that was once familiar but distant resurfaced in his body, and this feeling was originally feared by his enemies.

The jīng blood in Ghost Li's body slowly boiled and swollen, and it actually began to flow outward, and the destination was the Zhuxian Ancient Sword he held in his hand.

Ghost Li seemed to understand something, and tried his best to let go of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, but his hand was weak, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword seemed to be like an awakened demon at the moment, holding on to him tightly and refusing to let him go. It was the Soul Eater wand on his right hand, which was also tightly attached to the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword at this moment.

In the thin mark on the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the red light gradually turned from faint to thick, and at the same time, it was as strange as blood flowing through the blood vessels, and from that thin mark, the subtle blood began to spread, from both sides of the fine mark, towards the two sections of the blade quickly flowed past. The quaint blade of the sword was slowly obscured by the blood-red sè.

Everyone was stunned, including the well-informed elders. At this moment, everyone knows that something is wrong, but no one knows what is going on and what should be done?

And the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, as if ignoring people's worries at all, has been carrying out its own transformation, the faint blood sè, finally dyed all the blades red, an original ancient sword, at this moment has become a strange and mysterious blood-red sword. The sword light was faintly red, slowly circulating, almost like the eyes of a reborn demon, slowly waking up, looking at the things around him.

The atmosphere in the arena seemed to freeze, until the man holding Zhu Xian suddenly erupted into a heart-rending roar of pain.

'Ah......h

The voice was so terrible that everyone was almost startled, and their attention suddenly focused on Ghost Li.

The ghost's face was pale, his whole body trembled, and the skin of his hands and feet, which was not covered by clothing, began to shrink visibly and rapidly, gradually becoming dry.

At the same time, a strange whistling sound sounded on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and the red light became brighter and brighter, and people with sharp eyes had already seen that from the left hand of the Ghost Li holding the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, there was a faint red silk that was sucked into the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

This scene is extremely weird, where is there still a minute and a half of Qingyunmen's upright and righteous style, everyone present was stunned, but no one moved.

Except for Lu Xueqi.

The woman was originally leaning weakly on Senior Sister Wen Min's arms, but at this moment, for some reason, she suddenly struggled, and she seemed to pounce on the ghost Li and the Zhuxian Gu Sword. Wen Min was shocked, and hurriedly pulled it, Lu Xueqi struggled a few times, and her body was finally unable to hang down, even though her face was very anxious, and she opened her mouth to shout something, but she looked around, but she closed her mouth in a daze, leaning on the arms of Senior Sister Wen Min with a concerned face, her eyes were deep, but she looked at the man.

It turned out that after tossing and turning, thinking a lot, and breaking his heart, did he actually watch him die so tragically in front of his eyes?

She burst into tears!

Finally, I couldn't care about the eyes of others outside of my body anymore.

The red light on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword has become more and more prosperous, and on the contrary, the ghostly situation is becoming more and more ugly, and now anyone can see it, under the 'divine power' of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, this demon and evil way, the henchman of the righteous path has reached the verge of death, perhaps, this is also the divine sword psychic, cast spells to eliminate demons!

In the hearts of many people, they quietly think about it, but they don't want to think about it at all, whether this idea is reasonable or not!

Ghost Li naturally didn't think of it, and he didn't have the time to think about the thoughts in other people's hearts at this moment, at this moment, he was struggling in front of the ghost gate, and the absorbing power on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was getting bigger and bigger, and even for him, it was already bigger than when he was young, when he met the Blood Devouring Bead in the mountain behind the Great Bamboo Peak. It's just that at this moment, his cultivation is no longer comparable to that young man back then, so he has struggled to support it until now. However, he also understands that he will not be able to sustain himself for long.

The strange devouring power on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword is quite similar to the demonic power of the Blood Devouring Bead back then, but there are differences, compared with the Blood Devouring Bead, the power of the Zhuxian who has become a magic sword at this moment is greater, and unlike the Blood Devouring Bead sucking blood back then, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword has also absorbed the true Yuan Qi that has been cultivated in the body of the Ghost Li for many years while sucking up the blood qi.

In the eyes of Ghost Li at this moment, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in front of him exuded a blood-red light, faintly like a demon opening his blood basin and smiling fiercely, and was about to devour him.

Is this the end of your life?

The thought crossed his mind a moment before he was about to fall unconscious.

A wave of heating burst out from his heart, and it was pure yang breath, which dispersed directly into the meridians. His whole body was shocked, his mind was sober for a moment, he roared, he tried his whole life to practice, and his strength came out, his mind was like lightning and thunder, the three volumes of the Book of Heaven flashed in a blink of an eye, and the three qi of green, gold, and red on his face rose at the same time, although it was not very bright, but it regained its vitality.

If the Great Brahma is across the heart, the true law of Buddhism is firmly adhered to, and the ancient sword of the immortals is also stunned. Taking advantage of this moment to breathe, Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao was the way, and the ghost force's right hand instantly doubled in size, and the dark red light galloped by, injecting into the soul devouring magic wand from his arm in a blink of an eye.

However, just as the ghost was fleeing back, the demonic power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword had broken through the Great Brahma again, and in an instant, the ghost was paralyzed and could no longer move, and the clarity in his mind dimmed again.

At this moment, in the eyes of others, the ghostly face is withered, and it is not far from the dead. Song Daren and the others who had some friendship with Zhang Xiaofan turned their heads one after another, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

At this time, it seemed that the overall situation had been decided, but the soul-devouring magic wand in the hand of the ghost suddenly lit up, and the Xuanqing light slowly drummed up, as if waking up slowly from a deep sleep, the blood-devouring bead at the top, the Dao Demon Red Sè bloodline, lit up again, and the depths of the bead were unprecedented, under the Xuanqing light and blood, there was a golden Buddhist mantra.

The three true methods of Buddha, Tao, and Demon are actually at this moment, and they really struggled to strike at the moment when the ghost was dying, and they merged into one.

The Blood Devouring Bead became brighter and brighter, and the strange but brilliant light flickered non-stop, and then, the entire Soul Devouring Wand lit up, as if shouting something, and after a while, from the interface between the Soul Devouring and the Immortal Ancient Sword, there was a muffled sound again.

At this time, people noticed again that in addition to the ghostly left hand, the soul devouring he held in his right hand was also directly above the Zhu Immortal and did not fall.

The strange light on the blood-devouring bead became brighter and brighter, and the three sè strange rays swayed, and the low voice like the moaning of the demon god in ancient times slowly emanated.

'Woo...... Woo...... Woo......'

A red gas, crystal clear, first from the sword mark of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, was sucked out, integrated into the Soul Eater Magic Stick, tumbling in the Blood Eater Bead, it seemed to be still resisting, but it could soon be seen that it was suppressed and subdued by the strange aura in the Blood Eater Bead, and slowly transformed into a faint red sè, a small half was assimilated by the Soul Eater, and most of it was a Soul Eater wand, which was re-entered into the body of the ghost force.

This strange change never stopped as soon as it began, and the red qi from the Zhuxian Ancient Sword kept sucking up, as the red qi absorbed more and more, the enhanced soul-devouring light became more and more abundant, and the re-replenished ghost face gradually recovered, and the skin on the face gradually recovered from the withered and dry state, and more strangely revealed a faint warmth and moistness.

The red light on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was dazzling from the red light at its peak, but at this moment, it seemed that there was nothing to be done about the devouring demonic power of the Blood Devouring Bead, and it slowly dimmed, while the Soul Devouring Demon Wand became more and more luminous. The people around Qingyunmen are not blind, and most of them can see that the situation is not right at this moment, and now it is clear that the demon is ghostly, and he doesn't know what kind of magic he has secretly cast, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword is a little irresistible.

After a commotion, in the crowd, several people suddenly shouted, and at the same time, several magic weapons struck at the ghost. Ghost Li is fighting against the Zhuxian Ancient Sword wholeheartedly at this moment, where can he still take care of the surrounding movements, but he didn't react at all, and after a while, these magic weapons all hit Ghost Li's back solidly.

The ghost's body shook, his qi and blood surged, and his throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was spitting on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. The Zhuxian Ancient Sword had already been silent, but suddenly this blood spurted, and a red light flashed, and it was even strong again. The ghost felt the same way, and he couldn't take care of the heavy injuries behind him, but he already felt the strange and extremely absorbing power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in his body suddenly flourished again.

His heart was like lightning and thunder, and he understood that this moment was really the line between life and death, if he let Zhu Xian regain his power, he was afraid that he would have no chance, and he would end up being sucked up and dried. Thinking of this, he roared wildly, no longer caring about a qiē, using all his strength, cultivating all his life, and fighting hard with the supernatural power that he had just comprehended the integration of the three true laws.

The surrounding people didn't see any movement of Ghost Li, only to see that he was hit by several people's magic weapons, spurting blood from his mouth, and the red light of the ancient sword of Zhu Xian swayed, and at the moment when it seemed to be about to light up, a huge roar suddenly burst out between Ghost Li and Zhu Xian, accompanied by several sounds of bone cracking and breaking, and the whole person of Ghost Li was beaten out by a huge inexplicable force, like an arrow from the string, slashing over everyone's heads, and falling far into the distant woods.

Everyone in Qingyunmen was shocked for a while, and they all froze in place, and after a while, someone suddenly came to their senses and shouted: 'Chase, don't let that demon run away!'

A word reminded everyone, and countless people tracked in the direction where the ghost fell. Everyone present could clearly see that the ghost was clearly injured in the battle with the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and this was a good time to hunt down this person.

Seeing that the people around them took off one after another and chased away, only Da Zhu Feng and Xiao Zhu Feng stayed in place, Song Daren and the others didn't chase them, and they couldn't bear to chase them, but Wen Min and the others were shocked, it turned out that Lu Xueqi had already fainted.

When the women of Xiaozhufeng were rushing to rescue Lu Xueqi, suddenly, in the midst of the extremely chaotic noise, a very small sound came out.

Although this voice was small, somehow, it was as sharp as a thin needle, piercing into the hearts of every Qingyunmen disciple present. It was a sound similar to something quietly breaking, coming from the Xuxian Ancient Sword beside them.

Everyone's faces suddenly lost blood, as if that soft sound was actually an echo of the end of the world. They turned their heads slowly, as if the action was going to take all their strength.

Under the gaze of everyone, the legendary Zhuxian Ancient Sword, which was quietly inserted upside down on the stone slab on the ground, once again made a small cracking sound from the thin mark on the ancient blade that had expanded.

The crack slowly widened, slowly but unstoppably extending in all directions, spreading on the ancient and once sacred blade of the sword, until the Xuxian Ancient Sword groaned again.

Syllable!

With such a soft and crisp sound, half of the blade fell to the ground with the hilt, while the other half of the blade was still stuck upside down in the ground.

In an instant, everyone froze, breathless, and their minds were blank......

Zhu Xian!

Zhuxian Ancient Sword!

Broken......

Suddenly there was a huge thunder in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, I saw the wind and clouds rolling in all directions, the sky and the earth quickly changed, and the black clouds hung low, gathering at the top of the Qingyun Mountain.

The wind was strong, the sand flew away, accompanied by the sudden arrival of wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and the roar of the heavens and the earth.

This sky and earth seem to be crying bitterly!

It's night, heaven and earth are weeping, and the sword is dying!

The cold rain hit his face, and it hurt like a knife, and the cold was so cold that his whole body seemed to freeze. The ghost was in the woods, and he couldn't help but snort lowly.

The pouring rain has been raining for a whole hour, but there is no tendency to weaken at all, although the hour is still white, but at this moment the black clouds in the sky are hanging low, shrouding the green clouds, as if it is late at night, and the five fingers are not visible.

Fortunately, the ghost was seriously injured, and relying on this sudden ***, he was able to temporarily avoid the pursuit of Qingyunmen. It's just that a strange duel with the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, especially the last blow, the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword is unstoppable, and it kills him hard, breaking half of the ribs in his chest, and at this moment the broken bones pierce into the heart and lungs, Rao is his deep cultivation, but after all, he is still a **mortal, every step he takes, he breaks out in a cold sweat, and his mouth is slight.

At this moment, Ghost Li really wanted to ignore it, just lay on the ground and fell asleep, but the last trace of clarity in his mind kept telling him that he must go, with his grievances with Qingyunmen and his current broken body, once he was discovered by the disciples of Qingyunmen, he was afraid that there would be no one to die.

And for him, there is still a reason why he can't die after all!

So he endured it, slowly struggled and ran forward, far away from Qingyun Mountain, it would be safer.

The heavy rain poured madly into this world, as if he wanted to use the water of the sky to wash away the ugliness of the world. The ghost gasped loudly, and every breath from his mouth was in the dark and rainy night, exhaling a faint white gas. A chill enveloped him, and the voices of people who were getting closer and closer in the distance behind him were noisy, but with murderous intent.

Obviously, although the ghost tried his best to flee forward, his seriously injured body was far less rapid than the people searching behind him. It's just that the dense forest of Qingyun Mountain is deep, and the sky is dark and dark, so it has not been discovered for the time being. It's just that Ghost Li understands in his heart that this is inevitable after all.

He stumbled under his feet, as if he had tripped over a branch or something like a vine, his body was unstable, and he fell forward, and in the panic he reached out and grabbed it, fortunately he grabbed a small tree beside him, which finally stabilized his body, but this toss, under the violent movement, the severe pain in his chest penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and he could hardly breathe, let alone run for his life.

The voices behind him suddenly approached, as if in the midst of this strong wind and rain, someone still heard a strange sound, and under the order, the footsteps of many people searched in the direction of the ghost.

The ghost was cold, but after all, he didn't want to be caught, but at this moment, even if he let go of his legs and ran for his life, he would never be able to escape the pursuit, he was ruthless, closed his eyes, and the whole person quietly slipped onto the muddy ground, face down, buried in the mud. In the dark, he seems to be a pile of mud abandoned by this *** world.

The sound of footsteps and commotion slowly converged, and many people were shouting and scolding, while constantly banging on the surrounding trees and thorns with the things in their hands. The wind blew, and I don't know how many people swarmed in.

The ghost was in the dark, motionless on the ground, his heart seemed to have stopped beating, and in the dark, quietly waiting for the judgment of fate.

Heaven and earth are not kind, maybe everything is a dog......

The wind and rain are raging!

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