The strong wind, as if it contained countless sharp blades, blew on more than a hundred cultivators, and immediately emitted a series of gold and iron sounds, as if thousands of troops were fighting in the sky.

The whirlpool of air currents, which were still swirling in the firmament, was punctured by the strong wind that poured in, revealing a clear blue.

The more than 100 cultivators who rushed to the ground were swept by the strong wind, like scattered dead leaves, and their bodies involuntarily rose rapidly.

There was a root driving Gangyuan to make his figure pause, and he had risen into the sky in an instant.

He flew to the cultivators, who floated into the sky like dead leaves, and swung his broadsword, which was covered with rust marks.

"Woo~!"

The protruding roar of the dragon accompanied by the howl of the wind continued to resound.

The faint silver light, with the moving long sword wrapped around the tip of the broad sword, and quickly solidified and solidified with the dance of the tip of the sword, and finally formed a huge white dragon head.

Yougen waved the sword in his hand and stopped.

A snow-white dragon flew out of the sword.

The slender dragon body of the white dragon quickly flew past along the trajectory of the sword swing, and then collapsed.

In the next moment, the disintegrating dragon body turned into thirty swift sword powers, and it quickly passed through the thirty Zhujun cultivators whose bodies were surrounded by the natural Yuan Gang.

The thirty cultivators, before they could even scream, turned into thirty broken corpses.

The Demon Slayer Destruction Array could no longer protect the cultivators of the counties at this time.

However, even if the cultivators of the counties used up their entire cultivation, the speed in the hurricane still could not be compared to the sword that came in a flash.

Unaffected by the hurricane, he rushed above the cultivators of the counties, and as he moved, he swung countless swords.

Countless divine dragons full of sword intent and white all around their bodies circled around Yougen quickly. It quickly disintegrated.

Countless silver rays appeared among the cultivators of the counties, and they quickly disappeared.

It's like endless silver fireworks.

More than 100 cultivators from all counties turned into more than 100 blood-spattered bodies in the silver fire, and they were swept into the depths of the azure sky by the strong wind.

In just an instant, the cultivators of the counties who thought they were winning a moment ago had been completely wiped out.

There are roots, standing in the sky.

A strong wind blew on his body, blowing up the thin silk clothes that had already become several pieces of rags. and long dark hair that has reached the waist.

In the clear blue sky, the warm sunlight scattered everywhere shone on the body of the root.

The sun is a little dazzling, but there is a root with his back to the sun, and his body is a little hot, and the sky is a little dark.

He lowered his head slightly, looking down and looking ahead.

The first thing that caught his eye was the ninety-seven cultivators who were almost in the same position as him.

One pair of ninety-seven.

Void to void.

in this world. It should have been something that was no suspense.

But at this time, the light cultivators from Qingfeng had very solemn expressions.

Aomine Sect Leader frowned and glared at Yougen.

After a while. Only then did he suddenly let out a long sigh.

He shook his head, a look of regret on his face.

"It's a pity. ”

"You, you haven't gone to Qingfeng. ”

"Bang!"

The purple flame enveloped the old and thin body of the Aomine Sect.

A purple sword with a brown hilt. Left the legs of the master.

Aomine's face turned cold, and he raised his right hand to his chest and formed a sword finger.

"Whew!"

A longsword wrapped in purple flames. Turned into a purple light and flew straight into the sky.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"......

Ninety-six flying swords, followed by the sword taught by Aomine, rushed into the sky quickly.

The mighty sword intent filled the sky, and then turned into an unparalleled coercion, lowering the pressure on Yougen's body.

The air that enveloped the root was completely solidified.

He only felt that every breath he took was unusually difficult.

Ninety-seven flying swords, covering the sky above the head of the root, formed a pattern of yin and yang fish.

Around the Yin Yang Fish Diagram, countless handleless qi swords were precipitated.

Red, cyan, blue, black, brown, purple.

Countless air swords, with a total of six colors.

The air sword revolves around the yin and yang fish diagram layer by layer, and the scene is gorgeous and spectacular.

But in such a beautiful scenery, the powerful coercion and vast killing intent contained in it make people have no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he lifted the broadsword, which was covered in rust, and pointed to the sword diagram hanging overhead.

The stagnant vitality around him made him unable to move a bit.

He pursed his lips, his body trembling slightly.

The realm of the void originally refers to the transformation of the real into the virtual.

The case of having roots is different from that of other cultivators.

He not only turned the real into the virtual, but also returned the virtual to the real.

In such a situation, vanity mistakenly thinks it is nirvana.

Actually, this is not Nirvana, but the strongest realm of Red Dust Refining the Heart.

At this time, Yougen had already surpassed Yu Cheng's previous estimate of him.

If it comes to fighting alone, Aomine is no longer his opponent.

It's a pity that there is a root to face, and it is all the empty Ming Dao people on Qingfeng.

Ignoring the coercion of his body, Yougen forcibly drove all the Gangyuan in his body and took a deep breath of frozen air.

He moved forward, and with every meter he moved, his body trembled, but his speed was not slow, at least twice as fast as an ordinary person.

But in the eyes of the Empty Ming cultivators, this kind of movement speed was too slow.

The Aomine Sect Leader and the ninety-six Void Ming cultivators behind him were all overshadowed by the brilliance unique to Gang Yuan.

There was not the slightest expression on their faces.

Their movements, as if they had been rehearsed, were monotonous and simple, but they were neat and consistent.

They moved forward, waving their right hands at the seal. "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack......

It was like standing on the performance stage, and when the audience applauded together, the applause was resounded in front of Yougen.

Yougen's body sudden, and countless sword shadows fell on him.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......

In the violent impact, Yougen seemed to have been struck by ten thousand lightning strikes, and his charred body fell again.

He fell to the ground and crashed into the ground.

This time, countless Dao Qi swords, followed by Yougen, fell to the ground.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ......

The earth was cracked, and countless soldiers were like ants, turning into dust in the turbulent Gangyuan.

Mushroom-like clouds soared into the air, and were shattered by endless sword shadows.

More than 900,000 coalition soldiers immediately lost most of them, and even more than 60,000 people such as Yu Ruo, who were fighting hard in the coalition army, were also affected by Gangyuan, and they immediately lost a lot.

Fortunately, Shi Na and the others, who were protected by Yu Ruo, were not harmed too much.

They were all still alive, except for Yu Ruo, who suffered severe internal injuries.

The coalition of more than 900,000 collapsed.

Yougen's subordinates regrouped around Naphtha and the others.

At this time, the vast smoke and dust obscured everyone's sight. (To be continued......)

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