The ghost mist was gloomy, exuding a strong smell of blood, and I don't know how many monks died in this ghost mist, and finally turned into a handful of flesh and blood, completely melting into the mist. Zhen Zheng's hair was as white as frost at this time, and his skin was shriveled and wrinkled, like an old man.

Zhen is a sword cultivator, his body blood and qi are not comparable to martial arts cultivation, even if he temporarily has the physical strength of the peak of the Qi Emperor after transforming, he is also very tired at this time, and even standing there is a faint feeling of difficulty. For a hundred years, Zhen Zheng's changes only happened in one breath, which shows the domineering horror of this ghost fog.

"No, we must break this vision as soon as possible!" Zhen Zheng raised his sword dance, and the brilliant sword light bloomed in the ghost mist, adding a little beauty to this gray heaven and earth, Zhen Zheng used the true intent of the sword to shoot out a million sword qi, but still could not cause the slightest damage to this vision.

The most important thing right now is time!

Zhen Zheng gasped slightly, but he didn't dare to rest, he was waiting for a few breaths in this ghost mist, I was afraid that he would go directly to the Nine Netherworld Mansion. Zhen Zheng's eyes froze, he held the white jade sword with both hands, and with a desperate gamble, he slashed out a brilliant sword, which contained the little sword qi that Zhen Zheng had left, and also contained Zhen Zheng's indomitable Dao heart.

A sword is out, Ling Tian is arrogant!

The ghost fog vibrates, the ghost roars for a long time, and it seems to contain countless ghosts and ghosts in the mist, thousands of voices are cheering and sighing, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the ghost head, and spread to the surroundings, the ghost head roared in pain, and the almost deformed ghost face changed into countless sad and resentful human faces, and finally the crack spread all over the ghost head, which looked even more hideous and terrifying.

With a bang, the ghost head exploded, and the ghost fog between heaven and earth also dispersed instantly, disappearing cleanly, and the sky was clear. Huifeng is harmonious, and it is a bright future.

Zhen Zheng's shriveled body instantly returned to its original state, and the originally dry Dao Qi rushed like the waves of the Yangtze River, Zhen Zheng clenched his fists, and the power in his body gave him a feeling of rebirth, and his strength seemed to be slightly improved compared to before!

"It can't be. No way. The Immortal Immortal Venerable muttered to himself a little sluggishly, obviously very shocked that the vision was broken, "My vision can be trapped even by a strong person in the early stage of the Qi Ancestor, and then slowly refine it, what method did you use to break my vision?" The Immortal Immortal Venerable asked in a hoarse voice with gloomy eyes, staring at Zhen Zheng, who was in good condition.

Zhen Zheng dug his nostrils, sneezed, and said. "With a sword. ”

A shallow humanoid mist appeared around the Immortal Venerable, it was his Dao Heart clone, his vision was broken, and the Dao Heart also suffered great damage. The Immortal Venerable's face was pale, and he hurriedly withdrew the clone back to the dantian, the damage to the Dao heart made his heart almost want to drip blood, and the cold killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed.

"I'm going to break up your Dao heart and let your body suffer in all kinds of ways!" said the Immortal Immortal Venerable through gritted teeth. Although his Dao Heart clone was damaged, his ontological strength was still strong. Zhen Zheng didn't dare to underestimate it, and held the white jade sword spiritual sense in his hand and spread out his guard carefully.

"The fog is against the world!" With a wave of his arms, a strange mist drifted away, and the mist was like a dark cloud, wanton and terrifying, accompanied by the coercion of the ancestral realm. Pressed towards Zhen Zheng.

"Ten Thousand Sword Song!" Zhen Zheng let out a long roar, facing a powerful opponent with incomparably heroic feelings in his heart, a sword song shook the nine shadows, and then the song danced in the sky, and the song was finally decided!

Bai Yujian seemed to be quite fond of this Ten Thousand Swords Song. The sword body groaned softly, like the reincarnation of a goddess, dancing alone for nine days, and the endless black mist disappeared under the attack of the white jade sword.

Zhen Zheng turned defense into attack at this time, recalled the white jade sword and directly used his most powerful move at present, Ling Tian Aoyu decided! I saw a shocking sword light piercing into the sky, undodged, unstoppable, piercing the immortal Hades Venerable's ghost mist body, looking from a distance, Zhen Zheng seemed to be holding a ray of light that communicated with the sky in his hand, and a black fly hung on it.

"Hmph, little baby, didn't I tell you that your sword qi can't cause harm to me?" Immortal Hades snorted coldly, shocked by the power of this sword in his heart, but said with a sneer on his lips. The Immortal Venerable lowered his head and looked at the huge hole in his chest, which did not heal as quickly as he expected, and his gray and cold eyes showed a rare look of panic, "This, this, ah! You actually broke my mist body! I will kill you!" After thousands of years of refining, the Immortal Hades Venerable has fused countless monks to refine the immortal body that it is today, and no one has been able to destroy it for thousands of years, but today he was forced out of a big hole by Zhen Zheng, how could he not be angry?

Zhen Zheng also secretly complained in his heart, he originally wanted to use Ling Tian Aoyu to solve the Immortal Hades Venerable, but who knew that just by punching a big hole in his mist body, Ling Tian Aoyu was extremely exhausted, with Zhen Zheng's current situation, he could still use it three times, and it was almost impossible to get rid of the Immortal Hades Venerable.

Zhen Zheng attacked again, the face of the Immortal Immortal Venerable changed sharply, he didn't want to think about it, and disappeared in place in an instant, he didn't want his precious mist body to be riddled with holes, or even be wiped out by Zhen Zheng.

Zhen Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then frowned, and said secretly, "This Hades must be looking for the third Hades King, and I don't know if the old monk can stop the Hades King of the Black Hades Temple, no, I must rush over immediately." ”

Zhen Zheng released his spiritual sense, and soon explored the battlefield between the old monk and the third Hades King, and teleported over immediately.

What was once a million miles of stone mountains has now become an empty gravel land, and only the giant peak in the distance still stands. The old monk and the third Hades were opposed to each other in the air, the old monk's face was slightly pale, and his breath was slightly unstable, obviously the battle just now consumed a lot of his strength, but on the contrary, the third Hades King on the opposite side did not change, the long-haired young man put his hands behind his back and looked at the old monk with an indifferent expression.

The space around the third Hades King was distorted, and a humanoid mist suddenly appeared, it was the Immortal Hades Venerable, the long-haired young man noticed the huge hole in his chest, his eyes were slightly surprised, and said, "Are you injured?"

The Immortal Hades Venerable's eyes trembled slightly, and his voice trembled slightly, "I didn't capture it, he has a powerful sword move that can hurt my misty body, and I also ask Lord Hades to atone for his sins." ”

The long-haired young man's eyes were cold, and the terrifying coercion suddenly made the Immortal Immortal Venerable tremble, and the mist almost collapsed, "You can't catch a Qi Master kid even a half-step Qi Ancestor, it's really powerful." The cold voice made the Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal fall into an ice cellar, and the mist body gradually condensed into ice crystals unbelievably.

The Immortal Venerable was frightened, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and the long-haired young man snorted coldly, "This time, I will spare you for the time being, and I will deal with the old monk first." After that, a pair of seemingly ordinary fists hit the old monk, and a huge stone Buddha suddenly appeared in front of the old monk, and the Buddha's light shone brightly, facing the fists.

With a bang, the stone Buddha shattered, turned into a piece of rubble, and the magic fist was like a broken bamboo, unstoppable, and continued to attack the old monk. A sword flashed, and the Demon Fist was slashed into nothingness and dissipated in the air.

Zhen Zheng appeared beside the old monk, and when he saw that the old monk was not looking good, he said worriedly, "Senior, you are not injured, are you?"

The old monk smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I didn't expect a doppelganger of a Dao True Immortal to force me into such a situation, it seems that all the True Immortals are ants." "The clone of the third Hades King is not his Dao Heart clone, but a clone made of a wisp of Dao Qi, which is not the same as the Dao Heart clone, even so, it still makes the old monk suffer. (To be continued......)