Entrance cemetery

Xuan Zhong forced back the Heavenly Thunder Valley Lei Yan True Monarch with one palm, and Yuan Li pulled the purple thunder that Chongxiao smashed down, and bombarded it in a ravine behind him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In his suspended divine thoughts, on the battlefield of Xingping, the Guiyuan Sword Monarch volleyed into the air, and the sword qi swept through tens of thousands of blood floating slaughter, and another sword hit Wang Lun hard, and then stabbed at Yun Wubei's eyebrows.

This sword, if it is pierced, with the cultivation of the second realm of the Sorrowless Golden Pill as the Dao karma, even if it is blessed by that mysterious power, it will inevitably end up with a dead body and soul!

Xuanyin is a great sect of the Demon Dao, and the inheritance of each vein is extremely long.

Although he is not proficient in the way of the sword, the Xuanyin sword vein is a different way, and the soul is filled with sword energy.

And this Guiyuan Sword Monarch ascended to the Yuan Infant Realm hundreds of years ago, and called himself Guiyuan Zhenjun.

Although it is not as amazing and brilliant as His Majesty, it is still a genuine Yuan Infant power. What's more, what His Majesty said before is still haunting and echoing in his ears to this day.

"Huangji, you dare!"

The thunderous shouting exploded, and Xuan Chong's eyes were about to split.

Under the anger, Xuan Zhong no longer called him His Majesty, but called him by his name, and the blue tendons on his forehead were beating suddenly.

Listening to the five true monarchs of the cloud and the old Dao of the Cave Void Palace, they were also shocked and angry, and the Yuan Li who shot suddenly became rapid, and repeatedly hit heavy hands with one move.

For a time, the mountains shook and the earth changed.

"Why don't you dare, forcibly take my Xuanyin jurisdiction, there is already a way to take death, Guiyuan will kill some ants, what's the matter?

The crisp sound of bone friction "click", the Emperor Ji Zhenjun sat on top of the bronze coffin in the sky, his cloudy and deep eyes looked at the people listening to the clouds with extremely indifference, and he didn't care about the threat of Xuanzhong.

In the Far North, the clone has sent the source of the visions of the heavens and stars back to the Holy Sect's main lineage, and now it should have fallen into the hands of the Upper Sect.

In other words, this huge turmoil has already settled.

His Xuanyin Holy Sect has also reached the time to retreat, and now even if the Eastern Regions Sects rise up and attack, they will also have their own cultivation of the Holy Sect, and there is no obstacle to the Holy Sect!

As for the junior who is called Yun Wubei, no matter what is strange about it, under the soul refining and refining, all the secrets in his body will never escape his fiery eyes!

Moreover-

When the emperor was thinking about it, he suddenly changed and reappeared.

Suddenly, Ye Yun's momentum was vain and fierce, and the brilliant sword light swept across, forcing the Hibiscus Fairy back a thousand feet away with a sword, and the wind and clouds flashed to the side of Xuanzhong Zhenjun.

"What a slash and kill!"

Xuanzhong's resolute face was full of anger, and his tiger eyes were about to breathe fire.

No sorrow is at stake, and there is no time to delay!

Therefore, he didn't want to do a battle of words and tongues anymore, he bowed his head slightly to Ye Yun, and the proverbs in his mouth burst out, and the figure instantly shook the sky and rushed to the south of the entrance.

At this moment, the Emperor Extreme True Monarch, who was sitting on top of the Void Bronze Coffin as immovable as a mountain, also moved!

The wide dragon gon hunted in the wind, and the clouds under the coffin flew suddenly, and Xu Yi appeared on the road to the south of Xuanzhong.

"Where is the true monarch?"

The faint words came out, and the look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling floated on the withered yellow face.

The emperor ignored Xuanzhong Zhenjun's angry expression of wanting to choose people and devour, and instead looked away from a distance.

I saw that under the attack of the Hidden Soul True Monarch like a storm, the Red Refining Sect Danyangzi was completely powerless to fight back, and the situation was precarious.

"Hmph, a good fighter has no great name!Senior Brother's lineage ranking is still above me, even if the reputation of the Eastern Regions Cultivation Realm is not obvious, how can a corpse vegetarian be able to match?"

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The words are divided into two ends, in the eyes of many true monarchs in the entrance cemetery, although Yun Wubei has a secret method to push his own advancement to the Yuan Infant Realm, but the Yuan Force is loose and jerky, and it is definitely not the enemy of the Xuanyin Returning Yuan Sword Monarch, and the fate is in front of him.

The brilliant Yuanli sword light roared across the sky.

Between the flickering of the cold light, there was still a distance of hundreds of zhang, and the sword qi that was swallowed pierced Yun Wubei's eyebrows with a little blood flower.

The mighty power that could shake the mountains was overwhelming, and within a thousand zhang, hundreds of thousands of blood floating slaughterers, including Yun Wubei, were suppressed by this terrifying force and couldn't move.

The beads of sweat the size of beans fell like rain, and the pupils of Yun Wusad's eyes shrank sharply!

In his sight, the dazzling brilliance came to his face, and there was no color in the whole world!

In the depths of the void far away from Yun Wubei, a light green shadow was hidden in the wind.

This shadow is the Baguio fairy!

Baguio's delicate body trembled slightly, and on the jade face of the chrysanthemum of the Nine Autumns, there was a touch of anxiety at first glance.

The sword light that pierced Yun Wubei's eyebrows was in his eyes, and it could be broken with a snap of his fingers. However, because of the safety of Yun Wuqing, the small sword light turned out to be the lake of her calm heart, and her whole body spasmed!

She couldn't imagine if he would be able to catch the sword if it stabbed, and if there was a way to deal with it.

Before the very long years of the past, as it is today, a sword soars into the sky, and the palace who admires his father will fall under the sword. At that time, she had more than enough strength but not enough strength, and the prohibition that the temple had carefully implemented to protect her made the short distance close to the end of the world, and she could only endure the severe pain in her heart and watch the palace fall into the dust.

Now, the long-lost heart-wrenching feeling has returned, making his face as cold as ice for thousands of years, and his face is pale.

"The fairy is a little restless, you must know that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. ”

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Baguio's ice muscles and jade bones were anxious but heavier.

In his thoughts, the brilliant sword light pierced the sky, and in an instant, he was only a few feet away from Yun Wuqing's eyebrows. The sharp sword qi melted into a thumb-sized wound in the center of his eyebrows, and blood rolled down.

When Baguio saw this, he felt that his heart was like a knife, and he wanted to cry.

At this moment, the indifferent voice of the old demon of Qingdai rose again, "The opportunity for the advancement of my lord's holy body is at this time. With the power of the true monarch, it is enough to save ten years of work. Ten years, to my lord, can be regarded as precious—"

Before the words fell, a dull sound pierced the sky.

At this moment, in Baguio's eyes, tears poured out, and his bare hand inadvertently gently stroked the flat lower abdomen, and then the color of pain and sadness was replaced by a trace of coldness.

The mantis looked over, thousands of feet away, but saw Yun Wubei holding the sword in his hand, and the sword spine was firmly protected in the center of his eyebrows.

On the other side of the sword spine, the sword qi that flickered with cold light bloomed into brilliant fireworks!

Yun Wubei was bombarded by the sword qi, and the whole person was thrown a hundred feet away, and a mouthful of blood gushed uncontrollably, sprinkled on the sword. Immediately, the Xuan Lines on the spine of this evil sword lit up one after another, and then that sword qi slowly collapsed.

After retreating more than 100 zhang, Yun Wubei staggered straight down for nine days, smashed down on the battlements in the north of Xingping and the entrance of Wanren, and finally crashed into the ground, splashing layers of smoke and dust.

At this time, the huge battlefield fell silent.

Countless people looked at the sky in horror, their faces were as white as paper, and after this sword, the coercion between heaven and earth was even worse, like a black cloud pressed into despair.

Entrance cemetery

The hidden soul was imprinted on the back of Danyangzi of the Red Refining Sect, and the figure disappeared again like a ghost, and in a moment, in Danyangzi's extremely shocked gaze, he suddenly appeared dozens of zhang away.

Poof――

The chest rose and fell violently, and the crimson robe rolled for a while, and then a mouthful of blood arrows swayed, falling to the ground colorfully.

Danyang Zhenjun's pupils shrank into a straight line!

"Nine Heavens Yang Yan can't hurt this true monarch in the slightest!"

The fierce battle was not enough to make a cup of tea, and Danyangzi, who was one level higher than the Hidden Soul True Monarch and a small realm, completely fell into disadvantage. After struggling to support for a long time, after several dangers, he was finally hit by the palm print of the hidden soul, and the chaotic yuan force in his body burst open in an instant.

"Zhenjun came from afar, but he wants to embarrass my Xuanyin Holy Sect, how unwise! (To be continued.) )