Demon Valley.

Qi Tian's general trend is completely released, the sword is born from the heart, the edge is open, and the old Taoist Dao has made a bet.

Bu Qingtian laughed, he was also outgoing, without any scruples, the jade ice was thrown to Qi Tian, he took out the second altar, patted the mud, and drank it in a big gulp.

The bright red jade ice burned into the throat, turning into a rolling flame and burning the blood, and the majestic life essence surged in the sword body, like a real dragon roaring.

In the sea of dantian qi, the sword fetus is bulging, the innate sword qi is sharp, and inside, the wisp of gold is flawless, and there is a faint sound of sword roaring like a dragon.

Dao Ji Lao Dao's anger was restricted, but the chill on his face became more and more intense.

"What a disciple of Sword Peak, his heart is straightforward, the general trend is outward, he actually wants to use the old way to establish his authority, good! Very good! The old way will see if the old way has lived to a dog for more than 400 years!"

"Uncle!"

Ming Bing Daoist said in a deep voice: "Please be merciful to Uncle Shi's subordinates!"

The five Supreme Elders all frowned, Dao Ji Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "I have already given the opportunity, Lao Dao did not bully the small, the gambling contract was made by himself, since the sword path has declined, it is a waste to leave the great sword peak there, Lao Dao looks, it is better to find another one, and it is good to separate a vein from Qingyun Peak, lest it be said that it will mention my Qingyun Nine Veins later, but it is just a false appearance!"

At this moment, the elders of the two sects of Medicine Immortal Valley and Purple Moon Cave Heaven came one after another, and the sixteenth generation disciples of the Qingyun Sect and the fourteenth generation of the ancestors gambled on the battle, this is the first time, no matter whether they win or lose, they will definitely be famous among the three sects.

The two Supreme Elders of the two sects both showed playful expressions, they got the transmission, and felt that there would be a good show to watch, and looked at Qi Tian with different eyes.

Boom!

Half of the jar of jade ice burned his belly, Qi Tian waved his sleeve, the wine jar was broken, and the residual wine was like blood, dyeing the snow red.

A chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the wine at the corner of his lips was bloody, and even the smile was stained with blood.

Dao Ji Lao Dao stretched out his hand and grabbed the Dao weapon of a sixteenth-generation disciple, this sixteenth-generation disciple Xuan Bing Xing was using a four-grade peak Dao weapon, Xuan Bing Xi.

Xuan Bingxi is like a small mountain, the whole body is as white as snow, the peaks are stacked, and it is shrouded in a layer of ice mist, faintly revealing a frost-like rhyme.

In the hands of Daoji Lao Dao, this rhyme was almost condensed into substance, and it was actually on the Xuan Bing Seal, a foot-high ice peak phantom appeared, as if it were substance.

"It's not comparable at all, the comprehension of the Great Dao by the Taishang Elder-level figure is already at the peak. ”

"Even if you suppress the realm, there is an insurmountable gap!"

"One sword, one life, it seems that there is no benefit to this general trend. ”

Some of the disciples of the Three Sects muttered secretly, feeling that they were looking for death, that there was no way to live, that they were too impulsive, that their blood was surging, and that they had already messed up their mood.

Only the pinnacle of all generations have comprehended a lot, some people have a general trend, although they have not opened the hole, they are not far behind, such as the first-class step in the sky, it is a great momentum, the blood and blood on the body are churning, and they want to start a big war, but they are unknown.

The cyan robe hunted, the wind rose in the Demon Suppression Valley, and under the blood-colored sky, the snowflakes on the ground danced, and the blood light loomed, revealing a different kind of poignancy.

After ten breaths, there were only two Qi Tian left.

There is a thunder phantom manifestation behind it, running through more than ten zhang, like a thunder pillar standing behind him, the thunder pillar contains a sharp edge, and the air is torn apart.

The black hair rose, Qi Tian stood on the earth, exuding a tragic momentum, his expression did not move, his eyes appeared two golden and jade-colored yin and yang fish, the hundred zhang void into the bottom of the eye, the two yin and yang fish have thunder entanglement, it is actually to contain the sword rhyme, showing the law appearance.

Outside of a hundred zhang, Daoji Lao Dao was indifferent, his breath was as calm as a mountain, but his mind was a little turbulent, the immortal Dao cultivated to his realm, and there were many inductions in the underworld, and the blessings and misfortunes were in his heart, but also in a thought, at this moment, he was a little uneasy, but he was quickly torn apart, and many elders of the three sects watched the battle, and he couldn't help but retreat.

At this moment, Qi Tian's sharp edge opened, the general trend was released, and the spirit of the whole person was raised to the extreme, and a sword rhyme was slowly born around his body, and a sword rhyme was like thunder, manifesting a phantom around him, and the sharp qi was shadowless and invisible.

Hum -

He raised his right hand lightly, and the purple bamboo sword that had submerged into the ground trembled, slowly unearthed, revealing an incomparable edge, the sword body was full of purple energy, and the sword light was like a rainbow, illuminating the earth.

The majestic sword consciousness swarmed out, turning into a mouthful of golden jade-colored sword consciousness suspended in the void, and many disciples changed color, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Such a strong mind, far beyond his realm!"

"How many soul beads have been devoured, how can they accumulate so much?"

And some disciples who knew the root of Qi Tian were awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they thought a lot for a while, and their eyes did not leave the earth.

Taishang elder-level figures, even if they suppressed the cultivation, it also made Qi Tian have a sense of powerlessness that he had nowhere to speak, the other party's Dao comprehension was too deep, and the realm was suppressed, and the control of the Dao Yun in the realm of knowing the gods was almost to the realm of perfection, with almost no flaws and perfection.

In the eyes of Dao Ji Lao Dao, Qi Tian's general trend is like a rainbow, echoing with the rest of the three sect disciples, it actually brings him a kind of rising sun, irreversible artistic conception, even if Qi Tian's sword rhyme is not perfect, a little flawed, he is not fifty percent sure, and may even break his long-brewing perfect Dao rhyme.

Hundreds of zhang earth, the air almost condensed into substance, around the two of them, the air rippled like water, many disciples felt depressed, as if there was an ancient mountain town above their minds, unable to breathe, one after another withdrew a few zhang before breathing a sigh of relief, the heart was shocked and indescribable.

With the help of several disciples of the three sects, Qi Tian actually blocked the consummation of the Dao Ji Old Dao, and even vaguely had a tendency to resist, making up for the defects of the sword rhyme.

"Head of Ming Bing, it is really gratifying that you are such a person. ”

Qingchen Dao Chang spoke, he is the Medicine King of the Medicine Immortal Valley, not only is he a Dan Dao, but his own cultivation is also unfathomable, he saw something, and his tone was not shocked.

Purple Moon Cave Heavenly Supreme Elder Mo Youchen also spoke: "If Sword Peak is replaced, I, Purple Moon Cave Heaven, am willing to exchange a low-grade spiritual vein for the three Qi Tian masters and apprentices, I don't know what Ming Bing's head wants?"

Ming Bing Daoist frowned, his body was full of natural rhyme, as if he was falling into the middle of the avenue, and there was a glow all around him, and he also felt a little troublesome at this time.

"The two of them laughed, Jian Feng is one of my nine veins of Qingyun, and it is like this for eternity. ”

The two big men chuckled lightly and said no more, but the five Supreme Elders of the Qingyun Sect frowned, their eyes did not turn, and they still stared at Qi Tian and the others.

In the land of hundreds of zhang, the air is like waves, and the snow is rolled in all directions, revealing the dark red earth of the Demon Suppression Valley, like plasma condensation, accumulated for endless years, and every inch of land exudes the vicissitudes of life.

When the last piece of snow dispersed, a thunderous sword roar sounded, Qi Tian stepped forward, his body was like thunder, and the sword was infused, and it was actually integrated with the purple bamboo sword, and the golden and jade-colored purple bamboo sword gave birth to thunder, and the innate sword was circulating, flawless and unblemished.

Woo -

The purple bamboo sword slashed, the thunder was entangled, and an ancient mountain phantom manifested in the sword body, up to ten zhang, crushing down.

"Firefly sword, dare to shoot!"

Dao Ji Lao Dao sneered, his right hand was pressed in the air, and the Xuanbing Dao power condensed, turning into a six-zhang ice peak and crashing into the air.

Boom!

The ancient mountain was crushed, the ice peak was smashed by a sword, Qi Tian's footwork was not stopped, the sword rhyme of the purple bamboo sword rose, and a thick thunder phantom appeared, splitting again.

Dao Ji Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, pressed his thumb, each finger was extremely slow, the cold air was overflowing, and the rhyme flowed, as if pushing an iceberg, one by one icicles rushed out of the thumb, and in an instant, it was synthesized into forty-nine numbers, and it hit Qi Tian volley, forty-nine icicles, each of which was six zhang long, and there was a person hugging it, even a small mountain was going to turn into powder.