Qingxuan Daoren's complexion changed suddenly, and he never expected that Yang Jiye, who was already so miserable, would suddenly burst out with such a terrifying power.

He suddenly seemed to understand something, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the mysterious Taoist, only to see her blushing face. Shortness of breath, full of green silk scattered, ragged clothes, unusually embarrassed, on the other hand, Yang Jiye, although his appearance looks a little creepy, but the killing intent in his eyes is so strong, there is no panic and despair that a person in a desperate situation should have, at the moment when the two white dragons of the cloud condensation shattered, he immediately pulled back, and at the same time leaned towards the Taishang Daoist, now only this person can save himself, expecting the Xuanji Daoist to make a move, this idea is really a bit naïve, not to mention that the mud Bodhisattva crossing the river She may not be able to stop this sword。

However, the moment he quickly retreated, the corner of his eye saw that the place he came from before was empty, and the Taishang Daoist was nowhere to be seen.

He panicked in his heart, like a drowning man who had lost the last straw in his hand.

There is still a glimmer of life when he retreats to Zhang Qian's side, but now Zhang Qian is nowhere to be seen, he can't dodge this sword no matter what, Qingxuan Daoist only feels cold, his limbs are stiff and he doesn't obey the call, and he doesn't know where to hide, it seems that this sword has cut off all his retreat and vitality, the sword of the dead is still a few zhang away from him, and his whole body has been completely shrouded in the surging wind, as if he is in pain from a thousand knives.

He withdrew with difficulty, and stopped the 'Ink River and Mountain Fan' in front of him, and now that the clouds in the fan have dried up, the power of this ancient spirit treasure may not be as good as an ordinary spirit treasure.

However, this 'ink river fan' has been tempered in the thunder, and the degree of solidity is by no means comparable to that of ordinary spiritual treasures, this is the only hope of Qingxuan Dao people now, hoping that the fan can stop this sword.

"Snort!" A loud sound of tearing brocade and silk made people feel like their hair was standing on end.

The sword of the dead stabbed the fan of the ink as expected, but it did not stop it as expected.

Qingxuan Dao people consume pure yang vitality. Urging the folding fan to close suddenly, the fan bone turned out to be the card owner who killed the blade.

His heart that was about to jump out of his throat finally calmed down a little, although it was still hanging and had not been put down, at least the feeling of panic and shortness of breath was much better, he looked at the distorted cave where Yang Jiye was through the gap between the fan bones, and saw a black shadow approaching him quickly, and the moment he stepped into the cave, the speed slowed down suddenly, as if he had fallen into the water, and was subjected to great resistance. The faintly visible bone spurs on his body made the Qingxuan Daoist distinguish his identity, it was the Taishang Daoist who had disappeared before, and a trace of surprise suddenly floated in his heart, it turned out that he was not ignoring himself, but it was a little different from the way he expected.

If the Taishang Daoist saves himself at the first time, although he may succeed, he will always be passive, and sooner or later he will reveal his flaws and let people kill him.

But Zhang Qian is defending by entering, and attacking it will be saved. forced Yang Jiye to save himself, so that his crisis would be resolved.

He gasped slightly, the Taishang Daoist was only a few feet away from Yang Jiye, if Yang Jiye didn't want to die. Now that he will inevitably withdraw his sword to intercept it, he will have a chance to breathe, and retreat, but unfortunately he will not wait for his hanging heart to be put down. I felt that the sword blade stuck in the fan bone suddenly turned, and the huge force directly dispersed the pure yang vitality that had been gathered in the ink river fan, and the fan bone was torn apart.

The sword breaks free. smashed straight into the yellow dragon and stabbed towards the purple mansion in his chest.

At the moment when the ink and wash fan was torn apart, Yang Jiye's eyes revealed a trace of intense incomprehension and doubt, could it be that Yang Jiye didn't even care about his life in order to kill himself, because of fear, a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, overflowing the eyelashes and flowing into the eye sockets, disturbing the vision, all in front of him were hazy, and the black shadow could be faintly seen passing by Yang Jiye, but there was no communication, just like two strangers, unrelated to each other, the incomprehension in his eyes suddenly turned into confusion and anger, this Taishang Taoist actually disregarded his life and deathWhy is that? Immediately, his eyes were drawn to the huge bronze dome in the depths of the cave.

He immediately understood, but before he could vent the anger in his heart, the cold tip of the sword had already entered his chest, and the Yellow Spring Qi invaded the Purple Mansion, and in just an instant, the pure Yang Yuan Qi had withered and withered.

Qingxuan Dao people are still handsome and heroic one moment ago, and the next moment they are crane-haired chicken skin, shaped like a tree.

There was no strength to struggle, his body was stiffly bowed, his eyes were cloudy, there was only a trace of resentment that could not be dissipated, and then the next moment, the huge power contained in the sword of the dead tore his withered body to pieces like rotten wood, not even a drop of blood was spilled, but the skin and hair crumbs were scattered one after another, and there was a smell of decay. This scene directly made the scheming and unfazed Xuanji Daoist people gasp, and their eyes revealed a strong shock, this Qingxuan Daoist is also the leader of the younger generation of disciples of Shuzhou Zhengdao, and the personal disciple of the Donglin Daoist is also a prominent person in the world.

However, he was stabbed to death by Yang Jiye with a sword, as easy and casual as killing a chicken, if this thing spreads, I don't know how much shock it will cause.

The shock caused to Yangshan Xiaodongtian is also incalculable, although in the ghost trouble, Yangshan Xiaodongtian has lost a lot of Jindan immortals, but the value of a mansion monarch to Yangshan Xiaodongtian may not be as good as Yang Jiye.

As long as the qualifications are outstanding and the first-class disciples, willing to practice down-to-earth and attentively, and then have some corresponding opportunities, they will not die in advance, and over time, there is the possibility of cultivating the golden pill to achieve the immortal position, but the Qingxuan Dao people are rare geniuses in hundreds of years, and the Donglin Daoist has personally cultivated for more than 20 years, and he will have the opportunity to achieve the characters of the Yuan Shen Di Immortal in the future, but he died halfway.

An excellent disciple who may cultivate into a primordial god in the future is completely different from a Jindan human immortal with a near-lifespan, as long as the earth immortal is the true foundation of a sect and the foundation of its existence.

Although the lifespan of a human immortal is eight hundred, it still seems short in the history of a sect that has been around for thousands of years.

Only earth immortals with infinite lifespan can sprout shades, and a sect will flourish for a long time.

Xuanji Daoist actually didn't want to harm Qingxuandao's life at all, although she hated this person, but she couldn't afford this kind of responsibility, her previous performance was just to increase the bargaining chips for a conversation with Qingxuandao, but she didn't expect to create an illusion that didn't match her original intention, and led this Qingxuandao person to be fooled. Mistakenly regarded Yang Jiye, a vicious beast with flesh and blood in his mouth that was inconvenient to bite people, as a sick cat that had its claws removed, and rushed up to death stupidly, although she was just a bystander from beginning to end, but a discerning person could see her previous ulterior motives at a glance, and she could be held accountable for this, although it was not her original intention, but who would believe this explanation?

What made her most helpless was that the strength of this Qingxuan Daoist was also extremely strong, how could she not even resist this sword. I lost my life in a daze.

She was a little anxious in her heart, trying her best to get rid of all the implications between herself and the death of Qingxuan Daoren, if there was no proof of death, it was okay, she could tamper with the process at will, and let Yang Jiye carry all the black pots.

But there was another person present, and unless he was mentally incomplete, how could he not see it.

But in an instant, her anxiety had gradually subsided, although he didn't know the identity of this person and the relationship between him and the Qingxuan Dao people. But in order to seize the Great Ding, this person actually disregarded the life and death of Qingxuan Dao, I am afraid that the relationship between the two sides is not as reliable as it is on the surface, at least not concentric. Then there is a good chance that he will help himself hide this mistake, otherwise he will poke out the fact that he will not be saved, and it will also cause him trouble, and he will lose these scruples in his heart. The mood has gradually stabilized. His eyes converged on Zhang Qian, and he prayed silently for him, he must sacrifice this great tripod before Yang Jiye. Otherwise, there will be more luck today, and the safety of the two at this moment can be regarded as tied together.

After Yang Jiye killed the Qingxuan Dao people with a sword, his sleeves rolled up, and the sword of the dead fell into the palm of his hand.

Zhang Qian's heart was unwavering at the moment, the death of Qingxuan Dao failed to add a trace of pressure to his heart, this person was an abandoned son he had prepared, and now the key to determining the situation in the field is indeed this big ding, although he doesn't know what this big tripod is, but he can feel the thick like a mountain, vast like the sea of breath transmitted from this thing, more powerful than the Linglong Liuhe Pagoda, obviously a powerful ancient spirit treasure, and may even be an immortal weapon. The location of this passage is unknown to coincidence, or for some other reason, it is located in the mountain range where he originally lived, and although it was destroyed in the 'earthquake', he never returned, but by the distance of the direction, he still recognized it at a glance.

If Zhang Jiude is really the Humane Holy Emperor back then, then this place is the Holy Emperor's retreat, and there is a powerful treasure under this mountain that is also being cleaned up.

Zhang Qian was not surprised, the moment he saw this big ding, he made up his mind to take this thing into his hands.

Whether it is the importance to him now, or this thing may be a relic of his father, he must do so, and must not let it fall into the hands of Yang Jiye, more important than anything, the life and death of Qingxuan Dao people are not worth mentioning in front of this, it is Yang Jiye's life, and now there is no time to take it, this person is preconceived, the soul and mind are about to invade the Dading, I am afraid that it will not be long before the Spring and Autumn Dading sacrifice is successful, and he wants to kill Yang Jiye before this, but it is difficult, instead of fighting life and death, it is better to see who takes the Dading as his own first, so as to decide the situation in one fell swoop, decide the trend of victory or defeat, and blindly entangle but avoid the important and light。

Yang Jiye's body was weak, and he wasted a lot of effort before he approached the three zhang of the Spring and Autumn Dading, but his divine soul was strong, and his divine consciousness and thoughts were constantly eroding and spreading, and he was only one zhang away from the Dading.

Zhang Qian is wearing the armor of no breath, and the ability of the spirit body to withstand is extremely strong, the pressure from the Spring and Autumn Dading is much easier for him to deal with, and he is a foot ahead in an instant, but in front of the Biluo Huangquan Dazhenqi, he does not dare to open his heart at all, so in general, at present, he is far away from the Spring and Autumn Dading than Yang Jiye, but the Divine Soul Sacrifice Artifact, especially this Spring and Autumn Dading, is very likely to be an immortal weapon, and it is not a matter of two words, even if Yang Jiye's divine soul invades the Dading, the sacrifice also needs a process, and with Zhang Qian's current momentum, it will not take long to approach the place where the Dading is located, but I am afraid that he will not wait for him to succeed in the sacrifice, this big ding fell into his control first.

Yang Jiye immediately swung his sword and slashed away, intending to stop him.

Zhang Qian flicked his hand, and the end of his five fingers swept fiercely on the sword body, and the sword of the past was smashed out of an astonishing arc and bounced away abruptly.

The loud sound of the long sword clanging spread very slowly in this cave, and it took a long time for the Xuanji Daoist in the distance to hear this sound, just like thunder coming from far away.

The movements of the two looked unusually slow, but the terrifying power contained in the simple and simple movements made the Xuanji Daoist have no idea of interfering at all, and his Taiyin Sword Technique is the magic power of the world's most yin and cold. However, in terms of strength, it is far inferior to the two, one is covered with heavy armor, like an ancient god of war, there is the power to urge the mountain to break the flow between his gestures, and the spirit of the sword of the past is also the fusion of the souls of the three Jindan immortals, the power of the soul is terrifying, this kind of level of fighting, it is meaningless for her to mix in, not to mention that she is now exhausted, and she always has to leave a little pure yang vitality to escape.

A sword is useless. A sword slashed out again.

Yang Jiye's fingertips lightly touched the hilt of the sword, not holding the sword, but like manipulating the flying sword with an invisible silk thread, which looked extremely weird and terrifying, and the yellow light on the sword spread, enveloping his whole person in it, like a long river with twists and turns, and the river was up and down. It turned out to be countless figures, like dead corpses, which made people feel creepy, and this sword stabbed out obliquely. Take it straight to the throat.

The speed is not fast, the angle is not tricky enough, and even the attack is a little ruthless, and Zhang Qian gently raised his hand. He grasped it in the palm of his hand.

Laugh at!

There was a harsh grinding sound, and pieces of iron scraps peeled off the palms of their palms, like two rusty iron objects rubbing against each other. The Biluo Yellow Spring Qi on the Sword of the Past had actually corroded the Breathless Armor, but the damage was not serious, and the raw material for casting the armor was at least nine thousand years old Dark Iron, which was not so unbearable. Then the sword of the dead in the palm of his hand turned suddenly, and a fierce strangulation force swept away from the palm of his hand, Zhang Qian was forced to let go, this sword of the dead is an ancient spirit treasure, the quality is higher than the armor of no breath, and he will only suffer a loss if he dies, and then he waved his hand and struck it with a palm, which was also extremely mediocre, and even had some feelings of coping with things, like chasing flies.

The two of them don't expect to take each other's lives lightly now, after all, they have fought several times, and they both know the depth of the other party.

One wants to block, the other wants to get rid of, the real contest is still against the Spring and Autumn Dading, and they all want to succeed in refining this thing before the other party, this is the key to deciding everything!

Although the two are now fighting a little perfunctory, but the competition between each other is quite fierce, Yang Jiye's soul is exuberant to the extreme, like a swaggering flame in the wind, desperately trying to invade the Spring and Autumn Dading, Zhang Qian's fists and feet are wide open, in the simplest, most effective and fastest way to resolve this Yang Jiye's obstruction, just to go further, before Yang Jiye will sacrifice the Spring and Autumn Dading, this thing in his hands. His divine sense did not dare to use it in the shroud of the Huangquan Biluo Great True Qi, although now although it is closer to the Spring and Autumn Dading, it is actually not advantageous, in half a day, he dismantled three moves, but he only advanced four or five feet away.

And the deeper he walked into the cave, the pressure emanating from the Spring and Autumn Dading became heavier, making every step he took extremely difficult.

The most important thing is that these pressures are not from top to bottom, or in the same direction, they are completely messy, like this twisted cave, where all the forces are unpredictable, so it is even more difficult.

"If it goes on like this, before I get close to the Spring and Autumn Dading, Yang Jiye's soul may have entered it and gained some control, then he will die without a place to be buried. Zhang Qian's heart swelled up with a bad premonition, his wings shook, and regardless of Yang Jiye's sword, the speed increased suddenly, and the distance between the two was a few zhang away, but a sword was taken from the waist, leaving a half-inch-deep sword mark on the breathless armor, if it wasn't for the acceleration to instantly dissolve part of the power, I was afraid that this sword would be able to cut him, and then Biluo Huangquan Dazhen Qi invaded the bloodline, and the end was no different from the Qingxuan Dao people, although it was to get rid of the entanglement, it can be said that it was a great risk.

Yang Jiye's face suddenly turned cold, he didn't expect Zhang Qian to have such courage, he only felt that this person had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Zhang Qian ignored him, the identity he worked so hard to create was naturally not like being broken by Yang Jiye, so he kept using the Breathless Armor to cover his true face, and his body did not stop for a moment, pressing forward. Yang Jiye kills Dasheng, if he is not stopped at this time, let him get close to Dading, and forcibly suppress and take him away by violent means, he will be a bamboo basket for nothing, and the only chance of life will be ruined, how can he be allowed to leave.

However, the pressure around this Great Ding was heavy, like a mountain, and the Divine Soul was trying its best to invade the Spring and Autumn Great Ding, and there was no spare strength at all, so the Sword of Life did not leave his fingertips.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides has been widened, and it is beyond the killing range of the Sword of the Dead, and there is a feeling that the whip is beyond the reach.

Now either slow down the sacrifice and sacrifice the flying sword to block Zhang Qian, or go all out to sacrifice, regardless of Zhang Qian, just want to preemptively succeed in the sacrifice when he is close to Da Ding's side, no matter what method, there is a line of risk, but Yang Jiye did not choose either method, but took a step under his feet and chased after him, only to hear a crackling sound, a few bones on his body were suddenly broken, sharp bone stubble pierced out of his chest, and the whole person was twisted into a deformity by the huge pressure!

Both of them have now risked their lives!(To be continued......)