Above the clouds, at the top of the sky.

This day has never been weird, the dark red sky reflects everything on this earth like the temple of Shura. Between heaven and earth, the horizontal white giant sword stood like that, turbulent and unstoppable.

In this world, there is no pity and sympathy, everything is just a dream empty flower, and when you wake up from a dream, you will be what you are. Just like the white giant sword above the nine heavens, why does it make people feel a tremor in their body and mind and have the urge to bow and worship?

Because it never needs to cheat, it never needs to beg, it never needs to be hypocritical. It just stood on the top of the sky, looking down at the billions of ants, and then told them what it meant to be proud of the sky and what it meant to be strong and domineering.

That's a really powerful thing, with dignity and arrogance, because, it has that capital.

This white giant sword flashed with white cold light quietly, from the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring to the Blue Falling Nine Heavens, heaven and earth, as if a white deep mark was suddenly cut by this white light, divided into two, two heavens, two earths, and two worlds.

Zeng Rui's golden robe sleeves were agitated, his eyes were firm and cold, and he pinched the magic trick in his hand, and on the white giant sword, there was an endless giant net covering it, and the huge net and the giant sword were connected in an instant, and then suddenly submerged into the giant sword, and the next moment a little light flashed from the white giant sword.

"The Separation Prohibition is blessed in the Separation Sword Array, Ling Yijian, you can try it!" Zeng Ruijin's heart was like steel, and he looked at the dark red sky coldly.

Above the clouds, a pale red figure flashed out gently like a charm, the man was red and white-haired, handsome and elegant, he looked at Zeng Ruijin's movements coldly, the corners of his mouth seemed to be mocking, and like an appreciative smile, and slowly spoke: " Hehe, in my opinion, this Leaving the Sorrow Sword Array is nothing more than Er'er, breaking it is just a matter of waving your hand, but you junior has some talents, but I don't understand, this world is so big, the best and most talented people have been occupied by the people who have left the Worry Sect, but it is such a good place as I ask Sword Valley, and all I go to is some crooked melons and cracked dates!"

The person who spoke was undoubtedly Ling Yijian, but the dress and the white hair, as well as the tone, made people feel that this Sword Venerable was quite yin and yang.

His voice was not loud, but every disciple under the sky had a kind of words that came out of his ears, although it was a low whisper, it was extremely clear, and it went straight to the soul. It sounds a little gloomy to all the internal organs.

Some of the disciples with low cultivation were invaded by his evil words, and even if they couldn't support it, their bodies trembled, and they sat on the ground with pale faces.

Zeng Ruijin and the four of them were not much better, the lowest cultivation among the four was Hu Feng, he simply lifted his fairy sword upside down under the crook of his arm, relying on the support of the fairy sword, he could barely stand.

Although Zeng Ruijin was not so exaggerated, his face was also pale, and a cold feeling in his heart went straight to the depths of his bone marrow and soul, and the next moment he felt that his whole body was extremely cold.

Zeng Ruijin understood that this Ling Yijian used the technique of divine soul attack, and mobilized his voice with true qi to directly take the enemy's divine soul, but this kind of spell was not available above the peak of Mahayana, Ling Yijian not only used it, but this wave of words actually made all the disciples of Separation from Worry change their color, which was difficult to support, and it was also separated by a prohibition of Separation from Worry.

So, what is his cultivation? Thinking of this, Zeng Ruijin's heart sank for no reason.

"Ling Yijian, there are a bunch of big words, and I haven't seen you come to break the formation, don't you ask the Sword Valley Valley's master, and you will only rely on the speed of your tongue?" Zeng Ruijin's expression was grim, and he barely suppressed the cold feeling all over his body, and said coldly at Ling Yijian above the clouds.

"Hahaha!-" Ling Yijian heard this, but he was not annoyed, he actually laughed wildly, suddenly closed his smile, his cold eyes looked straight at Zeng Ruijin, and then slowly said: "You young man, you really still have some potential, the deity wants to cherish the talent and love the talent, why don't you follow the deity to the door of my Ask Sword Valley this time, you can rest assured that if you come, you will definitely become the chief disciple of Ask Sword Valley, how about it?"

The gaze in mid-air was like substance, looking straight towards Zeng Ruijin, everyone could see it from this Ling Yijian's eyes, he really wanted to say this from the bottom of his heart, but he admired Zeng Ruijin and wanted to accept him as a disciple.

Zeng Ruijin secretly scolded the old monster, the situation between the two sides is like a sword on the string, and it is useless to talk about it here, and if it takes an extra minute to leave the Worry Sword Array, all the true qi of the Worry Disciple will lose one more point, and he must fight quickly, but looking at this red-clothed and white-haired Ling Yijian, it seems that he has no intention of making a move, after saying that, there is still a little expectation in his eyes, and he looks at Zeng Ruijin with a chuckle, motionless.

Zeng Ruijin secretly said, this person is too confident in himself, and he is very self-assured, he must provoke him as soon as possible, he can afford to drag it out, but he can't afford to leave the Worry Sword Array!

After that, he sneered loudly, this burst of music for no reason made Ling Yijian quite puzzled, and looked at Zeng Ruijin suspiciously in mid-air and said, "Young man, what are you laughing at?

Zeng Ruijin's expression suddenly changed, and he said with disdain: "What bullshit ask Sword Valley, I thought you were a man who stood up to the sky, I never thought that a big man wearing a red coat didn't dare to break my sword formation, just grinding his mouth here, what kind of thing? Ask the Sword Valley Lord like this, then the chief disciple will be embarrassed, and it shouldn't be right! It's you, if you want to break the formation, break the formation, if you don't break the formation, go back to your bird and don't shit as soon as possible!"

This is indeed a bit ruthless, Ling Yijian is a person who wants to save face, listening to Zeng Ruijin's arrangement, he was not annoyed, but suddenly sighed and said: "Let's go! It's hard to persuade damn ghosts with good words! It's just that the deity has always cherished talents, and today is indeed a pity, it's just that, it's yours is yours, not yours, it's not yours! It's just, it's a pity, so many people ......."

Suddenly, his face turned cold, his gaze was like a sword, and he said sharply: "Everything!

After that, with a wave of his hand, the cold purple long sword slowly fell on Ling Yijian's palm, Ling Yijian's gaze suddenly became gentle, and he slowly rubbed the sword body of the purple long sword with his hand, as if stroking the face of his beloved woman, and then raised his head again, looked at the dark red and extremely heavy clouds like a whirlpool, and his expression actually appeared a heavy sense of vicissitudes, and he sighed slowly: " Three hundred years ago, I met you, from then on at the ends of the world, you and I accompany, you follow me to conquer and kill, I rely on you to enter the Tao with a sword, three hundred years, you and I swept away the eight wilderness**, in order to establish the Sword Valley in the land of the Southern Barbarians, from then on the Sword Valley guards the Middle Earth, and the barbarians in the south are barbarous. Three hundred years, like a dream! Now, old man, I'm going to work for you again! Go and seal the Heavenly Sword!"

The sword body of the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword trembled slightly, feeling the boundless vicissitudes of life and killing intent of the master, and suddenly the sword qi was agitated, and the vast sword qi sucked the heavy clouds between heaven and earth together.

All the dark red Tongyun rose and swirled, permeating the cold purple sword of this Heavenly Divine Sword, and that Tongyun seemed to stretch out a pair of invisible big hands, slowly holding up the Heavenly Sealing Divine Sword, which seemed to have nothing strange except for the cold and cold killing, and slowly rose.

At the same time, all the disciples of Liwu saw this incredible scene. Above the Nine Heavens, the white giant sword was still domineering and awe-inspiring, and at the hilt of the white giant sword, a faint cold purple light suddenly appeared, and then in an instant, this cold purple light became extremely dazzling and sharp, and the purple light was shining, grabbing people's pupils.

After a while, the brightness of this purple light even far exceeded the white giant sword in the sky, and everyone's eyes did not dare to face the cold purple light that suddenly appeared, one was because it was too dazzling, and the brightness could not bear it at all, but in that purple light, there was a kind of killing and bloodthirsty intent that poured into the sky, and this killing and bloodthirsty intent diffused from the purple light, and everyone believed that if they looked at it more, their souls would collapse in an instant like an electric shock!

What's even more incredible is that through the purple light, everyone can see that it is actually a long sword that is so ordinary in appearance that it can no longer be ordinary, although the sword is also very long, but compared to the white giant sword between heaven and earth, it is like a mayfly at all.

It's just that although this purple long sword is extremely ordinary, but everyone's hearts can't even give birth to a little bit of contempt, although they just feel that it is extremely ordinary, except that the sword gives people a desolate sense of simplicity, there is no other feeling, but it is this kind of feeling that people are so ordinary that they can't be ordinary anymore, so that everyone begins to feel a little uneasy, I don't know why, everyone feels that this ordinary is no different from other fairy swords, and even in some ways is not as good as ordinary fairy swords, this purple long sword will have an extremely dangerous aura！

But where this dangerous aura came from, everyone did not know the answer in their hearts.

In an instant, the answer that bothered everyone was finally revealed, it was such an ordinary and inconspicuous purple long sword, which was slowly held up by all the dark red clouds in the sky, just like the only star in the dark night, all the clouds seemed to be afraid in an instant, and they rushed to this purple sword place in fear.

The clouds were long, and the purple sword rose awe-inspiringly, rising, and rising, and finally stopped at a place higher than the white giant sword.

I didn't move anymore.

In an instant, the purple light on the purple sword exploded, it turned out that the world was dark red, with the explosion of this purple light, the purple light unreasonably dyed the sky and the earth into a faint purple, that is, the mountains of Liwu for thousands of years, also turned purple!

It was the white giant sword that crossed the heavens and the earth, and suddenly, the white faded, and the whole body of the sword was dyed purple!

It is this domineering purple that has become the only master between heaven and earth! Although the body of the purple sword is small, the momentum that comes with it is like being born with heaven and earth, eternal existence, immortal and immortal!

When Zeng Ruijin and everyone saw this scene, their hearts suddenly shrank, and in an instant, Zeng Ruijin understood that Ling Yijian was not boastful, he understood that the white giant sword where his and everyone's sword qi gathered seemed to be powerful, but it was also formed the day after tomorrow, and the cold purple long sword that was now hanging above the white giant sword, that kind of Ling Tian's momentum, was born with this heaven at all!

Zeng Ruijin's heart trembled suddenly, his face was already extremely pale, and he suddenly remembered the name of a divine sword that his master had mentioned many years ago, that divine sword was an existence that surpassed everything, and it was indistinguishable from the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword of the Sect of Sorrow, and it was neck and neck!

Hong Likun had already felt the danger of the purple long sword, and said in a low voice: "What the hell is that sword, why does it have a feeling of being invincible?"

Zeng Ruijin's face was like ashes, staring at the invincible purple long sword above the sky, and slowly spit out two words: "Seal ...... Oh my!"

"What......" Hong Likun, Zhao Shinan, and Hu Feng exclaimed at the same time. In an instant, his face was as white as paper.

The name alone means invincible!

Zeng Ruijin snorted coldly and said: "So far, I can only fight! Even if I die under this famous Fengtian Divine Sword in ancient times, I have no regrets!"

After saying that, the expression had become resolute, staring coldly at the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword held up by the stars in the sky, Zeng Ruijin suddenly shouted: "Leave the disciples to listen to the order, kill the ghosts and gods!"

When all the disciples were at a loss because of this sudden change in the sky, they suddenly heard Zeng Ruijin shouting, hurriedly gathered their minds, and shouted in unison, and a beam of light suddenly rushed towards the white giant sword condensed between heaven and earth.

Nearly 10,000 disciples, under the continuous flickering and urging of various colors of true qi beams, the huge white sword body slowly moved.

Like a sigh, like the first rising sun of the ancient wilderness, the sudden movement of the white giant sword, as if driving the wind and thunder of the Nine Heavens, from the top of the sky, slashed at Ling Yijian's small red figure with a fierce sword.

The flickering white light shone on the purple heaven and earth shrouded in the sword qi of the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword, and it actually looked like such a majestic mountain and river.

A sword shatters mountains and rivers, and a slash slashes the ghosts and gods!

This style of slaying ghosts and gods had already released the most powerful power that the Sorrow Sword Array had been able to mobilize so far, and in an instant, the white sword shadow that seemed to have fallen as if the sky had fallen slammed down on Ling Yijian's head!

Zeng Ruijin slowly closed his eyes, this time, you are Da Luo Jin Immortal, I am afraid that you will either die or be injured, the sword aura of the white giant sword has completely enveloped Ling Yijian, if you want to escape, how easy is it to say!

This is the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword, before he makes a move, this earth-shattering blow is enough to kill Ling Yijian! This is not only Zeng Ruijin's idea, but also the idea of all the disciples who are worried about it.

The white giant sword, slashed down with one sword, as if the world could be wiped out together and no longer existed.

However, the white light dissipated, and the heavens and the earth were already filled with purple light, and the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword was still proudly at the top of the Nine Heavens, motionless.

It's just that the red figure, the snow-white Ling Yijian is nowhere to be seen, disappearing silently between heaven and earth, between heaven and earth, the silence is a little weird, and the red figure seems to have never appeared.

Just when the people of the Leaving Sorrow Sect were in shock, a cold voice came from the void, floating in this purple heaven and earth, and it was a little unreal: "But so, now, it's time for you to take my Heavenly Sealing Divine Sword!"

"Ling Yijian ......" Everyone looked at each other, and the disciples of the Liwu Sect all saw an incomparable horror in the eyes of the other party, how did this Ling Yijian escape from under the white sword aura that enveloped the entire heaven and earth, and where did this voice come from? The imposing Ling Tian Demon Slaying God just now was unharmed from him!

It's just that there is no room for more thinking and surprise from everyone, and the Heavenly Sealing Divine Sword, which was admired by Tongyun like an emperor, suddenly made a clear sound, and this clear sound crossed the entire sky, and it suddenly looked back, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the white giant sword standing between heaven and earth.

The next moment, the purple light of the Heavenly God Sword flickered, and in an instant, on this purple canopy, countless purple points of light appeared, densely packed, dotted on this firmament, and the entire canopy, purple points of light flickered and dimmed, like stars.

The difference is that the stars are eeriely purple, and the canopy is still eeriely purple, but among the purple canopy and the purple stars, there is no moon.

In an instant, all the purple stars suddenly glowed brightly like never before, and the entire purple canopy was lit up with raging purple flames. The flames were dotting, tumbling and burning, as if they were going to burn everything in this world.

A deafening sound erupted in unison from the purple canopy of flames.

The next moment, it seemed that the day began to cry in fright!

All the disciples were almost blind the moment they were illuminated by this intense purple light, but before their vision turned purple, everyone saw that scene:

It turned out that the burning purple flame was actually a number of clones like the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword, and these countless Heaven Sealing God Sword clones were all covered with purple light, as if they were bathed in purple flames, and they dominated the entire sky in an instant, and then roared in unison, screaming sharply and slamming towards the white giant sword!

"Boom-" There was a huge sound as if the heavens and the earth were just beginning to open, as if the entire Liwu Mountain Range had completely collapsed in an instant, and that loud noise made it impossible for everyone to hear all the sounds in an instant.

With this roar, the heavens and the earth became deathly silent.

Everything seems to have never had a sound, and the world seems to have forgotten what sound is for a moment.

It's just that Zeng Ruijin or nearly 10,000 disciples of Liwu were hit by this Heavenly God Sword, and they were shocked to the point of collapse in an instant, and their bodies flew up more than a foot in unison, and some people lost consciousness in an instant.

Zeng Ruijin still had the last trace of trance consciousness, and he tried his best to look towards the sky.

Everything is still the same, it is still a dark purple world, everything is silent, and it is so quiet as it should be.

However, the white giant sword was between heaven and earth, and suddenly a crack appeared in the sword body, and then this crack became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and in an instant, the white giant sword fell apart, and one by one collapsed in an instant. Floating in this boundless nothingness, floating left and right, a desolation.

The sword is broken!

It's just that the fragmented sword shadows one by one, when they fell apart, were still quiet, without a trace of sound.

After that, Zeng Ruijin seemed to hear an old and boundless angry voice in the Great Hall of Leaving Sorrow: "Ling Yijian, you used the Heaven Sealing Divine Sword to injure the sect members in my sect, are you deceiving me that the Separation Sect has no divine soldiers?

Zeng Ruijin thought in a trance, it seems that the master finally made a move!

In the next moment, the endless darkness engulfed Zeng Ruijin's consciousness......

It's just that there is still a hint of honest smile on the bloody corners of his mouth......

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This is an endless continent, and under countless eras, hundreds of millions of ethnic groups are crisscrossing and fighting endlessly. The realm of nothingness, the temple of the eight desolations, the gods are mighty and heavenly. The forbidden death abyss, the Emperor Demon Palace, and the demonic energy will last forever. The Netherworld Blood Sea, the Ghost Mansion of the Drunken Capital, the Emperor Lord Ups and Downs. Down-and-out sect, genius disciple, holding a terrifying sword, stepping into the road of the strong, and watching how he interprets his own brilliance - on the verge of the top, laughing at the heroes...