"Whew!"

Under the pitch-black sky, a series of brilliant swords crossed the sky, cutting through the boundless battlefield, the void and darkness were instantly dissected, and the long knife that continued to flash with nine-colored brilliance was in the world, and for the first time began to attack with the body, everything was unstoppable!

"Damn, this bastard is so shameless, he didn't even let my eldest brother take a break!" Li Qingquan looked at the terrifying swords above the sky in annoyance, and scolded loudly!

"That's it, I think this thing is eighty percent scared! Senior brother, destroy it quickly!" Long Xuhu pursed his lips, his eyes full of disdain, and he didn't seem to care, but the deep worry in his eyes betrayed him.

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Under the night, Li Qingming was not afraid, looked up at the sky, looked at the miserable white and almost transparent swords, and said calmly: "Do you only have such a few means?"

"I hope you'll think that later!" the long knife began to tremble violently, as if he had heard something ridiculous, and his cold, unforgiving voice became full of mockery.

"What do you mean?" Li Qingming suddenly felt that something was wrong, among the three knives mentioned by this long knife, the first two knives, one fierce beast and one top-level innate treasure, were not simple goods. How could this third knife be so prosaic?

Sure enough, before the long knife could answer, a scene that made everyone unbelievable appeared.

I saw the sky dome, the sand, and the distant sky in the star field...... There was a figure on the side of all the swords in an instant, and when you counted it, there were tens of millions.

They all looked like they had been printed out of a mold, and they were all eight feet tall. Dressed in a moon-white robe, his head was wrapped in a cloud of white mist, and his face could not be seen clearly. They all held a knife-shaped spirit treasure in their hands that was exactly the same as the long knife, and the aura on their bodies was obviously above that of the saint

This abrupt scene made everyone stunned, not knowing what was going on, and feeling inexplicably weird.

"I'm going to him, this, what's going on?" the brute roared angrily, his eyes full of incredulity.

Shakyamuni's face was solemn. He said, "Amitabha! This can't be some illusion, right?"

The Golden Boat City Lord frowned. Said: "No! The illusory spell can form such a real body, and the terrifying and monstrous strength? It seems that this Zuihou knife is the Zuihou killing move among the three swords!"

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In the void, those stand out of thin air. A figure hovering there. One by one, magnificent. Shocking. Each of them at least has the strength of an ordinary saint.

And among these thousands of figures, the one above the eastern sky. It is particularly conspicuous.

I saw that he was different from the other white clothes, he was wearing a black robe, his shoulders were broad, his body was a head taller than the others, and he was not angry and arrogant. He stood there as if he were an insurmountable mountain, exuding a cold and heavy momentum.

Above his right hand, the nine-colored long knife was like a substance, radiant with brilliance, and there was an endless surge of sword qi, as if it was about to tear the sky.

Li Qingming had reason to believe that the long knife in the hand of the black-robed man was the nine-colored long knife that had just floated in the air.

"Hahahaha, what's the matter! What else do you have to say?

Suddenly, a ruthless voice came from where the black-robed man stood, and then suddenly swept away in all directions. Immediately after, this sentence came out of the mouth of every white-robed man like a plague, repeating it endlessly.

Li Qingming's face finally became solemn, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the black-robed man for a long time, trying to see his face clearly. But the sword there was surging in the sky, and although he tried his best to watch, he couldn't see it clearly after all.

He could only feel that the heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles where the black-robed man was standing seemed to be filled with the black-robed man and the nine-colored long knife. The majestic qi and blood rolled like a stormy wave, and the fierce sword qi surged like a big wave of yellow sand! It was incomparably terrifying!

"Hmph, Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, Dao of Swords!" The black-robed man shouted, his body moved, the momentum of his whole body soared, and a monstrous sword aura rushed straight to Xiao Han, making everyone watching the battle in Scorpion City change their faces on the spot, and secretly said in their hearts:

"With such a terrifying power, can Qingmingzi (eldest brother, master, senior brother) still be able to stop it?"

"Buzz!"

Thousands of white-robed figures, carrying the long knives in their hands, roared madly and rushed towards Li Qingming.

The demonic power on their bodies was monstrous, and the long knives overflowed with wisps of strange extraterritorial chaotic qi, filling the entire heavenly dome, tearing the void, and rushing over, ready to slaughter Li Qingming.

The long knife splits the sky, and thousands of long knives are even more groundbreaking, flashing with a dazzling luster, like lightning!

"Dang!"

Li Qingming strode forward, he used this Nine Turns Xuangong, and the qi and blood in his body were born to the extreme, and at the same time, his right hand pointed to the sky, and the blue light of Qiankun Ding rushed out of the sky.

At this moment, the ancient Qiankun Ding was flooded with golden avenue runes, and the mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the wall were all clearly displayed, floating quietly in the void.

At the same time, a terrifying shijie power followed with the evolution of the Dingbi image.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a circle of golden, Qiankun Ding's Shijie power suddenly appeared, combined with the power of Li Qingming's rules of time and space, and collided with the thousands of long knives, emitting a deafening roar.

This time the impact was simply earth-shattering, thousands of long knives and white figures were scattered in an instant, Li Qingming was swept up by the power of the Qiankun Ding's shock, although the Shijie in the Ding, and Li Qingming's power of time and space rules blocked the splitting of thousands of holy weapons, but after all, there will be aftermath.

"Boom!"

In the distance, the supreme innate supreme treasure of the Scorpion City, the Great Yan tortoise shell, had completely blocked these attacks from the formation, but the tortoise shell was slightly concave, and it was obvious that it had suffered some damage in this round of attacks.

"You're really not easy to deal with!" The black-robed figure didn't care at all about losing more than 10,000 "little brothers", he looked at Li Qingming fixedly for a while, waved his big hand again, and said, "Go on, Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, the Dao of Swords!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

Tens of thousands of long knives rushed in, and they seemed to be completely tireless, and they stepped forward to attack without the slightest pause.

"Still coming?" Li Qingming's face turned a little green, the owner of this long knife is really a pervert.

He had already used all the rules of time and space, but he only killed some small minions, and there was no practical effect at all. Could it be that if these white-robed people holding holy soldiers don't die cleanly, they will be trapped here forever?

Glancing at the black-robed man in the distance, Li Qingming's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said secretly: "Damn, it's underestimated!"

"Bitter bamboo, come out!" Li Qingming yelled and slapped his chest suddenly. A mouthful of red blood spurted out of his mouth, and then the purple light flickered, and the bitter bamboo whisker stem, which was originally deeply rooted in his dantian and had long been forgotten, was taken out by Li Qingming.

After the first bitter bamboo was originally produced, the roots of the bitter bamboo, which had been silent for a while, have once again produced a bitter bamboo, although it is only the thickness of the little finger, but after all, it contains monstrous power, terrifying.

Tens of millions of years have passed, and the rhizome of this bitter bamboo is still extremely strong, just like a fierce beast, intricately intertwined, full of vitality.

He planted it in a small handful of Nine Heavenly Rest Soil, and then frantically threw out the Nine Turns Golden Pill, Ginseng Fruit, and Life Yuan Water on the weak bitter bamboo plant...... and all the spiritual things that can give birth to growth, so that it can absorb the life spirit power in it and use it to strengthen its own body.

"Buzz!"

After a while, the thin bitter bamboo seedlings grew into towering giant trees in just a few moments.

It is like a heavenly disk, stretching out the starry sky, as if it is opening the world!

Countless heaven and earth auras in the star field rushed madly, and later, there were even stars around it, embellishing it beautifully.

"Destroy the Heavenly Dome!" Li Qingming's expression was grim, and the cold voice made the entire Heavenly Dome instantly become still.

He pinched the seal with both hands quickly, and as fast as lightning it was introduced into the roots of the bitter bamboo.

"Wow!"

A dazzling golden light flashed, and millions of purple bitter bamboo leaves fell from the towering plants on their own.

"Puff puff!"

Continuous sounds, one after another, pieces of purple bamboo leaves flying, hundreds of millions of white-robed figures, one by one by the blades drilled through the body, and then accompanied by the destruction of the long knife in the hand, uncontrollably exploded to death, turned into a puff of the purest aura, and returned to the starry sky.

A quarter of an hour later, on the battlefield within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there was only the bitter bamboo that stood up to the sky and the black-robed figure standing high in the sky!

On the battlefield, the originally dense figures have all dissipated and died under the purple bamboo leaves!

From beginning to end, the black-robed figure behaved very calmly, which can be said to be cold-blooded and ruthless, and indifferent. He watched the "little brothers" die in front of him so fixedly, and he had no intention of fighting at all.

"Now, you're the only one left?Are you going to regret it?" Li Qingming gently leaned under the huge bitter bamboo, but his hand was secretly absorbing part of the bitter bamboo's yuan power.

In fact, it was indeed a hard work to induce those millions of bamboo leaves, and he almost siphoned off one-third of Li Qingming's true yuan.

The black-robed man in front of him is definitely a character who is not easy to mess with, and if he doesn't take advantage of his words to recover, maybe he will really die here.

"Repentance?" The black-robed man seemed to laugh, he shook the long knife in his hand, and said, "I won't regret it!" It's just that in this third sword, I am Zuihou's sword keeper! As long as you can kill me, not only can you all survive, but this Heavenly Dao Venerable Treasure in my hand will belong to you!" (To be continued......)