"Huh?"

The look was focused, looking at the robbery fruit in a certain direction, and was finally alarmed, and looked at Xie Wanqing in surprise.

Just because of this sword, even if it is his anger, it is difficult to completely dissolve. The sword power that was constantly oscillating at high speed had already partially penetrated in front of his body.

But that's all, the black-clothed young man waved his sleeves and completely restrained this part of the sword qi.

The method of Qiankun in his sleeve, in his sleeve, there is still a whole world of Qiankun. Immediately after that, the small black hole under his feet completely spit out all the sword power absorbed inside. At the same moment, three black rays pierced out of his eyes, straight to Xie Wanqing's place, piercing away. The Ten Thousand Tribulation Demon Slaying God Pupil is not recorded in any classics, but it is his natural supernatural power.

Xie Wanqing's face turned pale, and her mind was at a loss for a moment. The sword of Wanhua Lei Yin has exhausted all her strength, gathering more than 100,000 sword weapons in the Lei Yin Sword Array and the true yuan mana of thousands of monks into one. It is also the essence of her life's work. Even one arm turned into blood powder because it couldn't withstand the shock of this sword.

But such a sword only broke the limit of that big black sky, and it didn't really hurt the calamity.

The tide of Yuan Force that came out of the black hole was easy to deal with. There is no need for Xie Wanqing to take action personally, and more than a dozen spirit fairies in the sword array will replace Xie Wanqing in the lost mind to control the sword array. The sound pattern was repulsed again, and little by little, this vitality and tide were eliminated.

However, the three black lights were extremely fast, and Xie Wanqing had just woken up from the shock, and the black light had already arrived in front of her eyes.

She could see these black pupils, and she could touch her thoughts, but she couldn't resist or react. The Bi Lei Sword stirred up pieces of void ripples in the void, but it couldn't even touch the black light. It seems that this thing does not exist at all.

Is this going to die?

Xie Wanqing's heart was cold, and she no longer hoped for life. But in the blink of an eye, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

The dark red sword light swirled and slashed, and in an instant, the three black lights were completely destroyed and torn apart.

saved her life, but Xie Wanqing was not happy in her heart, but sank slightly. This is the worst-case scenario, the Vast Demon Lord has already fought against this fetal robbery opponent before the nine lines of defense in advance.

According to Ren Shanhe's arrangement of the sword attendant, these nine lines of defense not only have to shoulder the responsibility of resisting the Void Beast Army, but also test the reality of this catastrophe for the Vast Demon Lord.

Before they were sure enough, none of the monks of the Heavenly Ninety-Two Realm wanted to see the 'Vast Demon Lord', so they rashly fought against the Tribulation. That probably means that Ren Shanhe's last hope will also be dashed in the face of the catastrophe.

It was a mixed feeling of fear and anticipation.

But at this moment, not only did this robber unscrupulously break into the front of the nine forbidden formations here. The Demon Lord also appeared in front of the fruit of the robbery in advance for her.

Zhuang Wudao didn't care at all, and faced the black-clothed young man.

"Daoyou's mana is indeed high, and this seat is not your enemy. Then let this seat be the opponent of the Taoist friend."

Unfortunately, before the words fell, he found that the Tribulation Fruit did not mean to deal with him, and was still flying quickly, shuttling straight in the direction of his vast divine realm.

The three black lights that were shot just now were more like a handy, willful counterattack.

Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows, was stunned for a while, and then smiled dumbly. He had been despised more than once, but it was the first time that he had been treated as air-like as he was today.

"I said, please stay!"

With a cold snort, the sword light transformed by the light cloud sword suddenly disappeared from this time period. However, the fierce sword intent had tightly locked the figure of the fruit.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time

Reverse the sword of memories, and hit it directly after a breath. However, the sword momentum displayed by Zhuang Wudao has changed slightly, and there is no longer any shadow of the Seven Swords of Great Compassion.

The calamity finally stopped, and a 'um' sound came out of his mouth. With a series of flicks, bursts of air exploded around his body.

But until the end, Zhuang Wudao's sword curtain could not break through after a breath, and he was firmly blocked in place.

The black-clothed young man looked at Zhuang Wudao in surprise, and a little annoyance appeared in his eyes, and he was murderous.

The qi machine that he had been looking for for a long time, he had clearly sensed it, and it was not far ahead. Anyone who tries to stop him today is heinous and must die!

Suddenly, there was an angry snort, and in the void, there was a sudden 'boom' explosion, which was not inferior to Xie Wanqing when he used the Thunder Sword before.

A full seven dark black thunderbolts slashed straight towards Zhuang Wudao's place. The young man's hand was even more powerful, and he grabbed Zhuang Wudao thousands of miles away.

It seemed to be no threat, but there was an incredibly huge fist force, with the obsession and angry killing intent of the black-clothed young man at all costs, capturing Zhuang Wudao's body.

It's just that the blow of this young man's anger is obviously not enough to pose a threat to Zhuang Wudao. Outside of the latter's body, several purple-red Taixiao Heavenly God Thunder exploded in an instant. The two collided, catching and killing each other like several big snakes, coiling and strangling in the void.

And in the midst of the thunder disc, Zhuang Wudao's right fist slammed into the void. The fist force that grabbed it, before it got close, was forcibly shattered by his fist force.

Just being beaten and not fighting back has never been his temperament style. After resisting this wave of offsets, Zhuang Wudao almost immediately responded with a salute, and the light cloud sword light drew a poignant and beautiful arc, and stabbed down in the air.

Secret style, punish the gods!

This is the earliest Lianmai sword style created by Zhuang Wudao, although it is not included in the Nine Swords of Great Compassion, but the foundation is also derived from the sixteen-style basic sword technique of the Great Compassion Sword. Except for the sword intent and the Great Compassion Sword, the power is not weaker than the other nine Great Compassion Swords.

As soon as the black-clothed young man raised his head, the Light Cloud Sword had already fallen in front of his eyes. The young man frowned slightly, at this time, even if he was really not in a hurry with the person in the distance, and did not want to be distracted by anything else, he finally understood that the person in the distance was definitely not an opponent that he could easily solve.

This person is completely different from the ordinary spirit immortals he encountered before, and his strength is on par with him.

Before completely defeating his opponent, it seems that he doesn't want to find that person and find what he is missing.

The figure of the whole person suddenly blurred, and at the same time, a black light appeared above the head of the black-clothed young man.

The light cloud sword fell, but it was directly swallowed by the black light, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no sound or trace.

However, Zhuang Wudao was not half surprised and panicked, but smiled: "The Daoist Friend's anger is indeed good, but it's a pity that it can't accommodate the end of this seat!"

The immeasurable technique of Qiankun was exerted, and he went directly to the black-clothed young man from afar. When these two spells that can accommodate everything and absorb everything, they begin to collide and overlap.

The two avenues collided, and the two supernatural powers that were infinitely close to the Hongmeng level collided. In the void, a large-scale collapse began again. In Xie Wanqing's Thunder Yin Sword Array, there were also thousands of Thunder Sound Sword Formation, which were immediately swept in, and in this vast void storm, they were directly shattered.

But at this time, she didn't have time to feel sorry for these swords. Instead, he stared intently at the void in front of him.

Wondering, is this the so-called tribulation fruit? Sure enough, it is terrifyingly strong! Zhuang Wudao's high mana, she has seen it with her own eyes. The Star Ninety-two Realm is also seen by almost everyone.

However, such a strong and inhuman strength can't even let this catastrophe be dealt with seriously!

It can be seen that the calamity around Zhuang Wudao's body is the real horror of this calamity. Every time he made a move, he was followed by the Heavenly Dao Tribulation Power, turning into four disasters: water, fire, wind and thunder. Fighting with it is not only to deal with the terrifying calamity of its own strength, but also to face the double blow of this heavenly calamity.