Seeing that the black qi containing terrifying energy smashed hard, where it passed, weeds and branches were like ashes, and they came with great power.

The muscles on Shen Ling's face had already twitched, and the long sword in front of his chest was still spinning, impermeable, and in the face of a menacing blow, he pushed out his palms and circled back and forth in front of his chest, only to see that two flame-like cyclones had been conjured between his two palms, Shen Ling gathered all his veins, and the cyclone between the two palms exploded several times, and the flame-like cyclone formed a powerful Taiji pattern, which was instantly injected into the sword vortex, and the sword swirl formed a huge Taiji net, like a transparent wall of water.

When the powerful black air mass collided with the Taiji Sword Net, an explosion like thunder sounded, and the dusty miasma instantly diffused.

Shen Ling's sword net was torn apart in an instant, and the long sword bounced several feet away, but it flew back into Shen Ling's hand like a mission, and the black qi that came quickly was also dispersed.

Shen Ling also withdrew a few zhang away from the long sword in his hand, his hands trembled slightly, cold sweat broke out on his face, and a trace of paleness appeared, obviously he had been created by that air mass when he hit with all his strength just now.

And the Demon Demon Blood Sect withdrew his palms, and said without changing his face: I didn't expect that you Shen Ling was really extraordinary, and he actually had some Taoist cultivation, and he was able to withstand my blow, and he was worthy of being the master of the first courtyard, but I underestimated it.

Then he jokingly said: Even if you have a certain amount of cultivation, it is not easy, why bother to make senseless sacrifices, it is not a pity to die in my hands, it is a waste of a lifetime of cultivation, why bother, and finally he changed his tone and said coldly: As long as you obediently hand over the treasure, I will spare your life.

Shen Ling covered his chest, tightened the sword in his hand, sneered, and said with a wry smile on his face: The devil, that is, the devil, I can't understand your nonsense, how can I, Shen Ling, be greedy for life and afraid of death, evil obstacles, Shen Mou advises you, stop wishing for delusion, there is no seven mysteries in the world at all.

Before he finished speaking, the demon was already crazy, and he burst out: Nonsense, it can't be not, I have been looking for it for many years, for this day, this divine object is in your Shen Yuan, on you, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his face was hideous, his eyes were shining blood, the demonic energy was high, the wind was blowing all around, the yin wind was howling, his eyes were fierce and angry: I will send you to the west now, and search for this divine object.

The demon has moved the killing intent, his palms are full of demonic energy, as if all spirits are surging, the power contained in this palm is not less than several times that just now, at this moment of life and death, Shen Ling felt a trace of sadness in his heart, he knew that if he took this palm, he was afraid that he would be doomed, but he never let go of many things in his heart, many people, especially the people he loved deeply, but he was upright and resolute, even if he died, he couldn't let go of the dignity of his life, but he secretly blamed himself in his heart, the person who couldn't let go of the most.

Shen Murong sent out the long sword again, injecting the veins of his whole body into the sword body, and the thick sword intent formed countless sword shadows, circling out of his body, and the sword net was like a sword wall, pouring out, menacing, and everything he touched was destroyed.

This demonic spirit of all evils surged like an evil spirit, and seeing this situation, the two of them had already made a last fight.

The sword wall collided with the evil spirit's black gas, the explosion sounded again, and it had already reflected half of the sky here, and there was a strong wind whistling all around, only to see that Shen Ling was hit by the strong energy here, and he had already flown upside down several feet away, and fell heavily on the ground, his whole body was already in tatters, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and he was already seriously injured, he was lying on the ground, and the two divine objects in his sleeves that had already been wrapped rolled out, and he tried his best to pick them up, but there was a burst of blood, and the whole body was in severe pain, and it was difficult to move, and what made him feel strange was that with a blow just now, it was clear that the strength of the backlash could kill him, and he was in the last fight, It is absolutely impossible to resist the blow of the devil, but for some reason in the last attack, the energy instantly exploded a lot, so that his life was saved, he looked at the packages scattered on the ground, and secretly said in his heart: Could it be the master's divine sense, for a while there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, and unknown sadness arose.