Recite!

A sword shadow about ten zhang long manifested in mid-air, and the earth-shattering sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, making people's souls shake.

Airplanes!

The ancient mirror is misty with purple light, and the terrifying majesty is mighty in all directions.

Bite!

A crisp and dreamlike bell sounded, and a pink bell was fixed in mid-air, and a red halo filled the sky and the earth.

......

As one figure after another fell, the five powerful forces suddenly rose into the sky, rising into the sky like the sun, like the awakening of a brute beast that had been sleeping for eternity, and the momentum like the abyss and the sea overwhelmed everyone almost breathlessly.

First the golden drum of the strange treasure shook the qi and blood, and then used the god extinguishing bell to intimidate the soul, taking advantage of the chaos of everyone's minds, Xu Qing did not hesitate to unfold the thunder method, and in just a few breaths, ten people fell under his butcher's knife.

The poignant despair when the blood is splashed, the strange seepage when the head rolls wildly, the sadness and vastness when the corpse is unwilling to fall, all kinds of pictures are intertwined, and the originally beautiful mountains and forests are now like a hell in the depths of the netherworld.

The people present were all outstanding disciples of the major sects, Xu Qing just interspersed a few back and forth, and someone immediately came to his senses. The five forbidden weapons unleashed a terrifying coercion, and the momentum of the sky shook**, and everyone's souls trembled.

Looking at the five forbidden weapons fixed in mid-air, Xu Qing's face changed slightly, and then immediately fled into the distance, the speed was extremely fast. It's just that he wanted to escape, but it was impossible for everyone to easily expose the matter, so they immediately drove the escape and followed closely.

Brilliant rays of light run across both ends of the world, and the colorful colors weave together a wonderful picture, which is moving.

Behind Xu Qing are all outstanding disciples of various sects, but after all, their cultivation is only in the foundation building period, although the speed is not slow, but compared with Xu Qing, it is far behind, like a cloud and mud abyss.

They are crazy about the mana in their bodies. But the shadow in front of him seems to stand in the past or the future, and it will always be out of reach. Just now, almost everyone from all sects and factions died in Xu Qing's hands, watching his back gradually fade away, some of them's eyes began to turn blood-red, and their killing intent was crazy.

However, when it comes to depression at this time, I am afraid it must be Xu Feng and the others of the Wuji Sect, the white mist around them is churning endlessly, and the mana in their bodies has clearly been operated to the extreme. More than ten people from various sects and sects were killed, but Xu Qing was stunned and did not move the disciples of the Wuji Sect. Facing the skeptical gazes of the disciples of the various sects, Xu Feng was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

In fact, in addition to the Wuji Sect, the disciples of a few sects such as the Yuntian Sect and the Qingyu Sect were also unharmed, but who let the Wuji Sect specialize in swordsmanship?

Xu Feng walked with the sword, like a streamer, in his hand, a purple divine sword shone with dazzling brilliance, and the incomparable sword intent made even the other two Wuji Sect disciples dare not approach easily.

It's a pity that the difference in strength between each other is really not a little bit. No matter how frantically Xu Feng used the mana in his body, he couldn't bring the distance closer, so he could only watch Xu Qing flee towards the sky.

Recite!

A sharp sword roar suddenly came out from the purple divine sword in Xu Feng's hand, and the purple light in the air was magnificent. Nine dragon-shaped sword qi swam towards Xu Qing with unfathomable might. The dragon follows the clouds, and the tiger follows the wind, just like a dragon going out to sea, and endless purple clouds suddenly appeared around the dragon-shaped sword qi. The weather is extraordinary.

"Zihua Sword, Wuji Sect is willing to refine it all into forbidden weapons?"

The disciples of all sects and sects all froze in horror, and then retreated like snakes and scorpions. There was nothing but horror in his eyes.

There seem to be thousands of divine swords trembling, and the sword chanting endlessly, resounding among the mountains, like ten thousand dragons roaring, making people's spirits stir and their blood churning.

The incomparable sword intent was centered on the nine dragon-shaped sword qi, and it quickly spread, as if there were hundreds of millions of small purple swords like needle-tip wheat mangs gathering in the air, and the heavens and the earth were filled with dazzling and noble purple brilliance.

There is also a difference between the strength and weakness of the forbidden weapon, the strength of the magic weapon itself and the effort spent in refining will have a great impact on the power of the forbidden weapon.

Zihua Sword, the top magic weapon of the Wuji Sect, the former sect master's natal sword, its prestige can deter a state, and the ancient mirror and mountain and river map of the Poison Palace are just ordinary magic weapons, so whether it is weather or might, they are completely incomparable.

Xu Qing's mana is strong enough to be comparable to that of a late-stage Jindan monk, and his physical body is strong and difficult to hurt, so although Zhou Changyin's ancient mirror and Tan Shengtian's mountains and rivers are extremely powerful, they can easily hit an ordinary Jindan monk or even completely wipe it out, but if he wants to hit Xu Qing hard, it is a little unrealistic.

Nine Dragons Survey of the Heavens, the famous sword skills of the former sect master of the Wuji Sect, are mysterious and indescribable, and the power is unpredictable. There seemed to be billions of treasure blades hanging above his head, and when the nine dragon-shaped sword qi manifested in the heavens and the earth, the deadly sense of crisis made Xu Qing's heart tremble.

Xu Qing's pupils were contracting rapidly, and the incomparable sword intent shrouded him, and he turned around with a sword, and the earth-shattering sword aura seemed to tear the heavens and the earth.

The sword qi shot into the purple clouds at an extremely fast speed, but it didn't make the slightest wave in the sea of clouds, it swam happily around one of the dragon-shaped sword qi like a docile fish.

Xu Qing tried to use his sword qi to disrupt the formation of the Nine Dragons Surveying the Heavens, but unless the sword path cultivation was superior to the previous sect master of the Wuji Sect, in the face of the Zihua Sword, all sword qi or sword intent would have to surrender, and he would not be able to show the slightest bit of power.

Taking out the picture scroll of mountains and rivers held by Tan Shengtian, Xu Qing shook the scroll slightly, and a palm-sized Wushan flew into the air lightly and elegantly, without seeing the slightest bit of power.

Airplanes!

With the hill as the center, as the black light rippled, the jet-black hill suddenly soared.

Xu Qing's cultivation is far superior to Tan Shengtian, and when he exerts it, the power of the mountains and rivers is even greater, and the Wushan Mountain fixed in mid-air is like a real ancient sacred mountain, with infinite power, and it always has a long and majestic atmosphere.

The nine dragon-shaped sword qi cruised in the air like an angel patrol, and hundreds of millions of tiny sword qi followed closely, mighty, and the purple light in the sky derived an endless sea of ethereal clouds, which seemed to have the power to swallow the sky and the earth.

Rumble!

With the Divine Mountain as a monument, Xu Qing's palm was gently pressed down, and Wushan was like a spirituality, and immediately suppressed the Nine Dragon-shaped Sword Qi with a calm and heavy might, and the heavens and the earth seemed to become stagnant at this moment.

Recite!

The nine dragon-shaped sword qi vibrated and slammed into a sword roar, and the purple qi near the sword qi tumbled endlessly, and the immeasurable purple qi quickly gathered into a sea of purple. Just like the primeval giants holding the sacred mountain in their hands, when the mountain was about to fall down, the purple sea of clouds slowly greeted it.

The sword groaned endlessly, and the sound of sword chanting and rumbling echoed everywhere in the heavens and the earth.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the purple brilliance surrounding the dragon-shaped sword qi seemed to be a little dim, but Wushan was like a dream bubble, turning into flying ashes in an instant.

After all, the Mountains and Rivers Picture Scroll was just forged from an ordinary magic weapon, and now it has finally exhausted all its essence.

It seemed that there were thousands of divine swords stirring in the sea of knowledge, and the pain of shattering his divine soul made Xu Qing miserable, he seemed to be in the world of swords, and extremely small sword qi was floating everywhere in the heavens and the earth, wanting to tear his divine soul and law body apart mercilessly.

Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, time is passing quietly, and unconsciously, the corners of Xu Qing's mouth are stained with blood again, his brows are also deeply furrowed, and the color of pain is obvious. But even so, Xu Qing still stood motionless in mid-air, letting thousands of sword qi add to his body, as if he had suddenly forgotten to resist.

"It is worthy of the Zihua Sword, that person actually let the sword intent of Pei Ran take away his mind. ”

Looking at the motionless blurred figure in the sea of purple clouds, a look of horror flashed in Wang Zhuo's eyes, but his mouth was full of admiration.

"Hmph, heaven is evil, you can still live, since..."

Seeing Xu Qing about to add dragon-shaped sword qi to his body, Zhou Changyin's heart was happy, but before he could finish speaking, the scene in the sea of clouds had a new change.

Rise!

Accompanied by the sound of the nine dragon chantings, in the depths of the sea of clouds, golden torrents appeared out of thin air, surging wildly and rushing around, and the purple sea of clouds that covered the sky and the sun immediately vibrate.

Although the power of the Nine Dragon-shaped Sword Qi was not as strong as at its peak, it was still extremely good, and when the purple sea of clouds trembled, they immediately merged into the sea of clouds. The dragon returned to the sea, the purple sea of clouds seemed to suddenly have a soul, and the golden torrent was struggling, and it was difficult to stir the wind and rain.

In the depths of the purple sea of clouds, the golden torrent has opened up a golden world, and Xu Qing stood in the golden heaven and earth, coughing up blood. His face was extremely pale, but there was a little blood in the center of his eyebrows, and there was a weirdness in his charm.

The previous generation of the Wuji Sect's sect master sword dao cultivation has reached the extreme realm, and there is sword intent in every gesture, and his natal sword Zihua is even more so, and he has been baptized by sword intent all year round. Although it has been turned into a forbidden weapon, and the former owner has passed away, the Zihua Sword still has a sword intent in every move, although Xu Qing has cultivated the Imperial Divine Decision, but it still almost let it take away its mind, and the soul is completely shattered.

"According to the Emperor God Decision, such an unstoppable sword intent should be an excellent way to temper the divine soul, alas, it's a pity..."

Although he was so soul-splitting, after the baptism of thousands of sword intents, Xu Qing's divine soul immediately condensed a lot. If it weren't for the dragon-shaped sword qi staring at the sea of clouds, it would be pressed down at any time, Xu Qing really wanted to stay for a while.

Looking at the golden bell fixed in mid-air in front of him, Xu Qing's mind moved slightly, and the nine dragon lines on the golden bell immediately flowed out of a mysterious aura, and then infinite power surged out from the small clock, as if the ancient dragon that had been dormant for endless years was waking up.

The golden bell seemed to be connected to another magical world, and the nine dragon shadows manifested out of thin air outside the bell, and they roared angrily for nine days, and the evil aura that soared into the sky diffused out. Immediately after, just as the dragon-shaped sword qi merged into the purple sea of clouds, the nine dragon shadows quickly merged into the golden torrent, and then they could no longer see the figure clearly.

The sea of purple clouds and the golden torrent all swelled with great momentum, they slammed into each other violently, the dragon's chant endlessly, and the purple gold light filled the heavens and the earth. (To be continued.) )