Although Innocent had a look of disdain on his face, he didn't dare to continue rushing forward.

Perhaps, in the entire spirit world, only he and the Dream Back Fairy know the power of this Qiankun Immortal Sword best!

"Origin Law Level Immortal Family Sword?Could it be that the Immortal Family Treasure also has different levels?" Zhao Di's heart moved when he heard this, and at the same time quietly hid behind Wen Tian.

The aura between heaven and earth turned into slender five-colored spiritual light, all of which surged towards this Qiankun sword, and the spiritual light on the surface of the Qiankun sword flickered, which was particularly gorgeous and dazzling.

As soon as the Qiankun Sword came out, just the unfathomable spiritual pressure and special immortal aura immediately attracted the attention of all the high-level cultivators.

The Wind Divine Monarch in the distance also noticed this scene, and his heart suddenly jumped, and he said secretly: "Origin Treasure! Isn't this the treasure formed by the fusion of the Mysterious Ding and the Spiritual Qi Origin, it is actually a fairy sword, and it is really in the hands of Wentian!"

The sloppy Daoist and the Spirit Ancestor of the Dark Spirit Clan, who were fighting very fiercely on the side, also separated after this sword was revealed, staring at the fairy sword in Wentian's hand without blinking.

Those monks in the merger period are just that, at most, they feel that this fairy sword spirit is deep and the breath is extraordinary, but these monks in the Mahayana period can faintly feel that after this sword comes out, the spiritual power laws between heaven and earth seem to revolve and change around this sword!

"Immortal Sword!" Ye Haolong was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Mo Youzi, and also saw a look of horror.

Neither of them understood why Wentian, who had just been resurrected, was able to sacrifice such an amazing fairy sword!

"The one who snatched this sword is not only the master of the spirit realm, but the immortal envoy also helps him cultivate the Great Dao!" exclaimed Innocent.

For those spirit clan Mahayana, even if they don't covet the fame and fortune of the lord of the spirit world, it is impossible not to care about the immortal fate of the Dao Flying Immortals!

However, after the conditions were issued, no one responded, these Spirit Ancestors were not stupid, even a Zhao Di in the late stage of the merger was so difficult to deal with, let alone the Sword God Wentian who held the immortal sword!

The two sides confronted each other quietly, and innocent did not dare to act rashly, and Wentian did not cut this sword.

The rest of the Mahayana did not dare to make a mistake in front of the fairy sword, and their cultivation was still an unattainable existence in the rumors, just like a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, who encountered the rumored Tongtian Spirit Treasure!

After a moment of stalemate, the Soul Devouring Flame wrapped around Innocent shook slightly, as if it had moved.

"Zhao You, use the borrowed essence and blood!" Zhao Di's ears suddenly heard the secret voice of Wentian, and then, Wentian held the Qiankun Sword in both hands and slashed it with a sword!

At the same time, Zhao Di felt a slight pain, and his arm was stabbed by the sword intent of the Xuantian Disc Dragon Sword body that was close at hand, and a bloody wound was cut.

The bloody mouth did not heal on its own immediately, but a large amount of essence blood rushed out of it, and it submerged into the Qiankun sword by itself.

During the whole process, Zhao Di only felt an irresistible force of the law enveloping him, unable to move at all, let alone resist.

After the essence blood submerged into the Qiankun Sword, it immediately disappeared without a trace, and at the same time, the Qiankun Sword suddenly flashed, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles suddenly poured into the Immortal Sword in an incredible way in an instant. The armies of the two sides who were fighting on the island, the various spiritual powers they sacrificed, all collapsed in this instant, and everyone felt an irresistible pressure, and the spiritual power was completely solidified in the body.

Those spirit cultivators with low cultivation even turned into their main form because of this, or a piece of spiritual jade, or a vast flame, or a ball of essence blood, or a faint phantom......

At the moment when this earth-shattering sword fell, the battle on Xianmu Island was interrupted in an instant, and the aura within thousands of miles was empty in an instant; except for this sword, everything was still in place, as if time had stopped and everything was constant.

"Damn! He can really sacrifice the Qiankun Sword!" "Wuxian only felt that his body was restricted and sealed by the irresistible power of the law, except for the Qiankun Sword being sent by Ji, it was impossible for Wentian to exert such a powerful law supernatural power.

With the essence blood of a late Terran monk, combined with the ancestor of a sword spirit in the Mahayana period, why can he emit a trace of the power of the Qiankun Immortal Sword, Wuxian really can't figure it out!

"Could it be that this sword has already been recognized by him?

"How difficult it is to recognize the immortal family treasure, let alone this top-level origin-level immortal treasure!"

Innocent struggled desperately, urging the Soul Devouring Flame, but in the face of the apparently more powerful power of the Origin Law, the Soul Devouring Flame was almost useless.

A sword of Qiankun, with all the aura of the nearby heaven and earth, drew a brilliant arc of sword light, and slashed down in the air!

Silent, not even aura, where the sword light reached, the heaven and earth were immediately divided into two halves, and an extremely deep spatial crack formed from mid-air and extended to the sea in the distance.

The waters immediately parted, and a bottomless ravine formed deep at the bottom of the sea.

Under a sword, the sky is opened.

This crack that traversed the heavens and the earth was still expanding, and it lasted for several breaths before everyone felt that the terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared, and almost all of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The power of a sword has been unleashed, and the huge crack between heaven and earth is still there, and there is no sign of disappearing or healing, like a long black abyss, extending from the mid-empty eye to the bottom of the sea.

The figure of the ground shook slightly, and let out a low light breath, and a large amount of essence and blood was lost, making him almost fall into a coma, if it weren't for the fact that his physical body had become a transformation realm, he was afraid that he would have already fallen.

Wentian was motionless, the breath on his body was frozen and still, his eyes were staring at the front tightly, and his face was expressionless.

And in front of him, where the Qiankun Sword slashed, around the huge crack, there was no innocent figure, only a pitch-black soul-devouring holy fire, quietly floating on the edge of the crack, and the strange demon boy in the holy fire had also disappeared.

"Good! good!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from mid-air, and the next moment, the green shadow flashed, and the void and innocence wrapped in a tattered white light mask reappeared.

After finishing these words, the white light mask also popped and collapsed on its own, and an unusually light and spiritual fairy breath spread out This white light mask is the protection of the void and evil condensed by its own immortal energy, and now the void and evil seem to have lost that very special immortal breath, and the spiritual pressure and breath emitted are the same as an ordinary spirit ancestor of the Mahayana period of the spirit clan!

"I can actually use a trace of the power of the immortal sword! Very good, if I can still split a sword, this immortal envoy will not have a chance to escape!"

"This immortal sword, after all, still fell into the hands of this immortal envoy!haha!" In the innocent laughter, his body shook, and he flew towards Wentian.

"Stop!" the fairy screamed, and the bundle of fairy ropes in his hand turned into a spiritual light, shooting towards the innocent ji.

The rest of the Mahayana monks on both sides also flew here at once, and in order to compete for the fairy sword, a chaotic and extremely fierce battle began.

"It's a pity! The old man's strength is limited, and he can only exert one-ten-thousandth of the power of the fairy sword, otherwise, he will be able to kill the innocent with one sword!" Wentian sighed softly, the breath on his body was suddenly very weak, and in an instant, it became the body of the Xuantian Panlong Sword, and the Qiankun Sword floated quietly in mid-air together, becoming the object of everyone's contention An invisible rope was formed out of thin air, and the two swords were rolled away, but it was the dream back to the fairy who shot in time, and took away the two swords with a bundle of immortal ropes before the innocent.

Zhao Di's qi and blood were lost, where did he dare to fight, and while everyone was fighting, he barely moved hundreds of zhang, and swallowed several elixirs at the same time.

Although Wentian ran out of true yuan, turned into the ontology, and temporarily lost his combat power, Wuxian also seemed to be injured a lot, and his strength declined, and the two Mahayana monks fought together, although there were many magical powers, but it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat for a while.

Although the Soul Devouring Sacred Flame had damaged most of it under this sword, the remaining dark flames were still able to fight against the three or five celebrities and the two demon clans Mahayana under the manipulation of innocence.

The spatial crack cut out by the Qiankun Sword is still gradually getting bigger, and the breath between heaven and earth has also changed significantly after this sword, in addition to the immortal qi brought by the fairy sword, there are also some other weird breaths.

Suddenly, in the bottomless abyss of the spatial crack, a few wisps of black gas floated out, and these black gases were still condensing and increasing, and they seemed to have a tendency to gush out.

Between a few breaths, in the cracks in the air and the bottom of the sea, there was a faint black gas floating out, and the breath contained in the black gas made these spiritual cultivators quite uncomfortable.

"True Demon Qi!" Zhao Di's expression moved, these black qi he was no longer familiar with, it was not a specious demonic qi displayed by the Demon Cultivator of the Spirit Realm, but the real demonic qi that existed in the Demon Realm, also known as the True Demon Qi!

"What's going on?" Innocent was shocked, and he naturally recognized the origin of this wisp of breath.

"That sword just now actually split the power of the interface between the spirit realm and the demon realm, could it be that the two realms of spirit and demon are about to merge in advance?" Ye Haolong was surprised and delighted in his heart.

Dream back to the fairy frowned slightly, using the Qiankun Immortal Sword in the Nether, the power of the laws involved is not at all something that this realm can bear, if it is just the fusion of the two realms of spirit and demon in advance, then it is the best, I am afraid, all the power of the interface laws in this realm has been weakened a lot out of thin air under the slash of this fairy sword!

The crack became bigger and bigger, and more and more demonic qi leaked out of it, and finally it almost gushed out like a blowout, causing the nearby spiritual cultivators to lose their strength greatly.

Suddenly, the magic light flashed in the abyss of the crack, and a voice that was quite familiar to Zhao Di came out of it: "What's the matter?