Somewhere in the Land of the Sunset, a black shadow flickered slightly, and the black stone rat immediately appeared, staring at the battle in front of him with a pair of crystal clear eyes.

More than ten Yuanhe Ancestors and three demon kings are fighting each other, and the trapped Zhu Shen Sword is about to be obtained, and then it is attacked by the rest of the monks, and in a rage, they have to evacuate quickly, otherwise, even if they get the Zhu Shen Sword, they will be killed by the monks of the same level in the next moment.

It seemed that the Sword of Punishment was about to be obtained by a certain monk in the next second, but no monk had ever obtained it.

The silver light flashed, and it was immediately covered by a silver light within a thousand zhang, and several monks paused in this silver light.

Snort, in the sharp sound of breaking the air, a sword struck, and the silver light was split in half by a sword.

Poof, a sound, a scream, the Sword of the God of Punishment turned into a blood light, followed by the sword shadow that broke through the silver light, and cut one of the cultivators in half, and then burst out into a cloud of blood mist, swallowing this blood mist clean.

"Kendo friend, what do you mean by being embarrassed with your little sister everywhere??" Hua Lao Zu said.

Mr. Jian's eyes flashed, and he looked at Hua Lao Zu and said coldly: "What do you mean? A fellow Daoist of the Curse Yan Sect was fixed by the power of your artifact rules, and was given ...... by the Divine Sword."

"Hmph, if it weren't for the power of you to break the rules of the artifact, no matter how powerful the Divine Sword was, it wouldn't be able to devour this fellow Daoist subsequently. ”

"Ji Ji, what are you doing so much, isn't it all to get the Divine Sword, continue to search and not quit, you must be prepared to be killed by the body of a cultivator of the same level with the Divine Sword!" said the Old Ancestor of the Netherworld Sect with a smile.

There was a thunderclap, and Lei Lao Zu said sharply: "Don't chase it quickly, but the lane friend was killed by the Divine Sword in front of us, if he escapes, next time it appears, it will be dangerous for me to wait!"

Everyone's faces changed, and a certain demon king with wings on his back and a single horn on his head said: "If it weren't for you monks attacking each other, where would the Divine Sword escape!"

After speaking, his wings flashed, and he flew towards the Sword of the God of Punishment that turned into a bloody shadow.

After that, as many as half of the monks in the crowd glanced at Hua Lao Zu coldly, snorted angrily, and chased after him closely.

"Flower Friendship Friend, now that you have an artifact in your hand, Fu has nothing to say, and the death of my Lane Friend of the Curse Yan Sect will not end here!"

"The one who wants to come to find the flower is not the one who is waiting for you at any time!" said the flower ancestor coldly, and immediately turned into a flower shadow and chased after him.

Behind him, an old man from the Netherworld Sect laughed strangely and followed behind the Flower Ancestor.

Looking at this appearance, the Flower Ancestor actually joined forces with the old man of the Netherworld Sect.

The ancestor of the Fang Cun Sect glanced at Mr. Jian, and both of them shook their heads, knowing what agreement the Flower Ancestor had with the ancestor of the Netherworld Sect.

Yi Qiu, who was in the cave mansion, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, a Yuanhe Ancestor was actually so damaged, and his essence turned into the nutrients of the Divine Sword.

When the black stone rat saw that everyone was gone, the black shadow flashed, and then disappeared into the ground.

Tong guò divine soul power, the black stone rat saw a qiē, Yi Qiu as if he saw it with his own eyes, although his own escape technique is nothing, but this black stone rat's escape technique, Yi Qiu was extremely admired, Mo said that those Yuanhe ancestors who fought for the sword did not find the black stone rat's existence, even if they did, no one would abandon the sword and make a move on the black stone rat.

Hey?

According to the escape route of the Zhu Shen Sword, Yi Qiu screamed in surprise, a cadre of Yuanhe Ancestors has been tracking the Zhu Shen Sword for hundreds of years, perhaps he has long been used to it, and he has not paid attention to it, but in Yi Qiu's perception, the escape route of the Zhu Shen Sword seems to be heading towards the Sealed Demon Ridge.

Sensing this, Yi Qiu suddenly started fighting, and then turned into a ray of light and went somewhere.

Tens of thousands of miles away from the Sealing Demon Ridge, everyone surrounded the Divine Sword again, even though there were several ancestors who had formed an alliance privately, but the number of demon kings had increased to as many as five, if there was no threat from the ancestor of the flower artifact, I am afraid that these five seventh-level demon kings would be able to defeat more than ten Yuanhe ancestors.

Under each other's restraints, they let the divine sword escape again, but now Hua Lao Ancestor did not display the power of the artifact.

Mr. Jian and the master of the Fang Cun Sect gradually made fewer moves, as long as the Flower Ancestor had the intention of exerting the power of the artifact rules, the two of them immediately locked on the Flower Ancestor.

Hua Lao Zu was shocked in his heart, and secretly scolded angrily, and he no longer dared to show the power of the artifact lightly, after all, the death of one of the Yuanhe Old Ancestors of the Curse Yan Sect was recorded on his head by Fu Old Ancestor.

If you are messing with Mr. Jian and the master of Fang Cun Sect, even if you have an artifact in your hand, Hua Lao Zu also knows that the consequences are extremely strict, and the previous master and master artifacts, Mr. Jian has broken his own rules with a sword several times.

This is unimaginable for Hua Lao Zu, but fortunately, Hua Lao Zu found that every time Mr. Jian made a sword, the masters of the Fang Cun Sect were all protected by his voice, and at the same time, within a few days, Mr. Jian failed to find a sword that broke the rules of the artifact.

Although he had the intention of using an artifact to fix Mr. Sword and kill Mr. Sword with the help of the Demon King or the hand of the Divine Sword, Hua Lao Zu did not dare.

Among the same level, the name of the first attack is not false, if it is not much, Mr. Sword will attack a sword with all his might, even if Hua Lao Zu has the artifact in his hand, he has no confidence to be able to take it.

Besides, it seems that the master of the Fang Cun Sect has some kind of agreement with Mr. Sword secretly.

Five hundred miles, when the Divine Sword was five hundred miles away from the Sealing Demon Ridge, the figure of a previous battle group flashed, and Yi Qiu appeared, continuing to sweep forward without stopping.

After a stick of incense, dozens of miles away from the Sealing Demon Ridge, Yi Qiu appeared, and immediately rushed into a group, and everyone who did not let each other get the Divine Sword shouted: "Seniors, the Demon Sword intends to return to the Sealing Demon Ridge, quickly stop it!"

Seeing the appearance of Yi Qiu, a monk in the realm of Yuan Infant, the monks didn't care at all, only the Flower Ancestor and Tang Ancestor, as well as Lei Ancestor and Nangong Ancestor, looked at Yi Qiu a few more times.

But when Yi Qiu's subsequent words were heard, everyone was stunned and couldn't help but be shocked.

Not far in front of you is the Sealing Demon Ridge, which is sealed with the body of gods and demons.

With a thunderclap, Lei Lao Zu waved the thunder god axe in his hand, and a thunder python roared towards the sword of Zhushen.

After that, a giant cyan hand several feet in size grabbed towards the Divine Sword.

After that, Dao Dao attacked, all followed, looking at the appearance at this moment, everyone played their hole cards.

Several demon kings roared loudly, and rushed towards the divine sword.

Hua Lao Zu's eyes flashed, the silver light in his hand just flashed, and the next moment it dimmed.

Mr. Jian's sword shadow has been completed, and the ancestor of the Fang Cun Sect is full of golden light, like a golden man, staring at the flower ancestor.

"Excuse me, Hanamichi friends, I stopped these two people first, and quickly seized the Divine Sword. ”

After finishing speaking, he turned into a ball of monsters with a pop, one of which floated towards the ancestor of the Fang Cun Sect, and the other group of several twists turned into a magic sword, and silently rushed to Mr. Sword's ****.

Amitopho!

The ancestor of the Fang Cun Sect pronounced a Buddha horn, and with a punch, the golden giant fist defeated the floating monster without much effort.

Stunned, he shouted at Mr. Jian: "Be careful!"

Mr. Sword's eyes flashed, and he turned his fingers into swords, pointing towards the magic sword, and as soon as a sword shadow appeared, it hit the magic sword.

The two swords intersected, and what was surprising was that the sword of the Netherworld Sect seemed to be extremely terrifying, but it was defeated by Mr. Sword's sword.

The two of them were stunned, and a cloud of silver light erupted in the field again, with a range of thousands of zhang, and several monks and the Divine Sword were trapped at the same time.

The Netherworld Sect Ancestor laughed and rushed towards the silver light, and the silver light with the power of rules seemed to have no effect on the Netherworld Sect Ancestor, and grabbed the Divine Sword with one hand.

Mr. Sword shouted angrily: "You dare!"

The sword finger pointed at the flower ancestor, but no sword shadow came out.

Hua Lao Zu giggled and said, "Thank you fellow Daoists, this Divine Sword is ......."

Before he finished speaking, the silver light suddenly collapsed, and Hua Lao Ancestor's face changed greatly, and he became surprised.

The figures of the Dao Dao quickly rushed towards the Divine Sword and grabbed them, and several of them even attacked the Ancestor of the Netherworld Sect and the Flower Ancestor.

Seeing this, the Ancestor of the Netherworld Sect turned cold, and let the Thunder Ancestor Thunder God Axe hit him with a thunderbolt, and after the demon mist was half thinner, several demon seals were imprinted towards the monk and medicine who grabbed the Divine Sword.

Looking at this appearance, even if he can obtain the Sword of Punishment, he will definitely be injured by the Demon Seal, and then he will have to face endless attacks from his colleagues here.

In the midst of angry shouts, he repeatedly cast defensive powers, or struck at the magic seal.

The Divine Sword turned into a faint blood shadow, rushed east and west, and broke away from the ancestor of the Netherworld Sect again.

Seeing this, Hua Lao Zu's face changed: "Demon Dao Friend ......"

The ancestor of the Netherworld Sect glanced at the departing Divine Sword, and said with a strange smile: "Everyone, so far, I am not afraid to tell you, the demon is the same as the Demon Nine Shadows in the Demon Sword, and it is also a trace of the demon soul of the Demon Sealing Mountains!"

Under the great change in the faces of the monks and the demon king, the Demon Ancestor turned into a cloud of demon mist with a pop, and the distant Zhushen Sword flew upside down and pierced the Demon Ancestor's monster.

The next moment, the demonic mist narrowed, and the three blood shadows went in three directions.

Everyone was frightened, and each rushed to grab the nearest sword of blood.

Hua Lao Zu screamed, and the silver light reappeared, instantly trapping the three blood swords at the same time.

Before everyone had time to rejoice, one of the blood swords spun around, and the blood shadow flashed in the silver light, as if the silver light had broken through a hole, and then fled away.

Mr. Jian chopped his foot and shouted, "Chase quickly, you can't let it get close to the Sealing Demon Ridge!"

Forcibly mentioning a mouthful of true yuan, a sword shadow appeared in the sky, slashing towards the sword of the gods.

Four talismans suddenly appeared in front of them, turning into four walls and trapping the Divine Sword in it.

In the silence, the demon king with wings on his back descended from the sky, and his sharp fingers and claws grabbed at the sword below.

"Everyone, after a hundred years, when the deity appears again, it will definitely demonize this world!"