Yi Qiu's eyes flashed with purple light, and one after another figures grabbed towards the Divine Sword.

Isn't that who is the ghostface?

The twin witches waved their twin demon qi, and the place where the light curtain was teleported turned into a magic dance within a hundred feet.

But when he heard a thunderclap, the magic dance dispersed, but it was Lei Meng who instantly broke through the magic fog with the power of real thunder.

Although the monks of all the people at this moment could not exert the power of the Xuantian Treasure, the Xuantian Treasure was the Xuantian Treasure after all, and it was not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

The elder brothers and sisters of more than ten sects in the land of the teleportation light curtain saw the blood-red long sword, and their eyes were shining, and they all rushed over.

Crunch, various puppets with the aura of Jindan Dacheng appeared, and then attacked the people around them indiscriminately.

Puff, puff, one by one, the intermediate talismans, like flowing water, flew here one after another, bursting out of clusters of fire dragon ice balls.

Sneered, one after another magic weapons with different brilliances carried the light of the forest, and followed the sword of the god to move around.

......

For a while, everyone shot out in unison, with the Zhushen Sword as the center, the Demon Jiuyou, who was originally the closest to the Zhushen Sword, and the Tang Dragon, seeing this, couldn't help but change their faces.

The figure moved slightly, and they all avoided it.

At this moment, even if he is confident, if he still has a trace of sobriety, he knows that under the attacks of these same ranks, even if he can get the Divine Sword, he will not be able to keep the Divine Sword.

The land of the Divine Sword plundered, within dozens of zhang before and after, actually became a vacuum area, but everyone in this interval was smashed by the magic weapons in the sky.

The blood rain was all over the sky, and the corpses and bones flew wildly, making those leaders sound softly.

This is only three breaths of time, and in the place where the Divine Sword has passed, dozens of monks have already fallen.

Although there are many people from small sects, there are also many of the eight major sects.

Yi Qiulei glanced at each other, but they didn't make a move, the two of them stood on the edge of this teleportation light mask, and at the same time frantically condensed the true yuan.

No matter who snatches the Divine Sword and wants to get out, they have to pass the pass of these two people.

It's just that with the two demons of Yi Qiu and Lei Meng, who can get out?

Tang Long, who was like a touch of green smoke, saw the three junior disciples who followed behind him die under the joint action of hundreds of monks, and even saw that the people present were still frantically attacking in their hands, the demon clouds flew everywhere, the puppets watched people everywhere, and the corpses were rampant, but all those who approached the Divine Sword were killed one by one, and at the same time, many people on the periphery also died under the attack of people with hearts.

One hand turned one by one, and three cyan beads appeared in his hand, which were the wind spirit beads of the Tianqian lineage.

He smiled coldly, and followed the trajectory of the sword that swept away.

If you can't get it yourself, others won't want to get it!

Boom Boom Boom ......

In the midst of the three crazy explosions, the land in a radius of thousands of feet was burst by the wind spirit bead, and the wind whirlwind swept into it.

Yi Qiu sneered, and the snake-shaped phantom instantly enveloped it.

Lei Meng slammed the huge Thor God axe in front of him to protect himself, and at the same time, the power of black thunder roamed around his body, and a thunder armor immediately appeared.

While the others, their physical cultivation was better, they all used their strongest defenses, and those law cultivators' complexions changed drastically, and they flew back in all directions.

At this moment, even the Sword of the Divine Punishment has temporarily lost its trace, and no one dares to seize the Sword of the Divine Sword at this time.

Burst......

Under the burst of the Wind Spirit Bead, although there was a snake-shaped phantom, despite the fourth transformation of the dragon snake, he still spit out several mouthfuls of blood, but a pair of cold snake pupils flashed, looking at the Divine Sword in the explosion.

Then I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, and under the faint figure, the ghost face and the demon nine shadows were still approaching the Divine Sword.

The black mist on the two of them was in various bursts, and others couldn't see it clearly at all, if it weren't for the purple light flashing in Yi Qiu's eyes, they wouldn't have noticed it.

Fifty zhang ......

Forty zhang ......

Demon Nine Shadows and Ghost Faces approached the Sword of God from both sides.

After the wind spirit bead burst, after the storm dissipated, there were dozens of people who died under these three wind spirit beads.

Two faint figures hurriedly swept towards the Divine Sword, where did they care about the spells and magic weapons that were striking around them at this moment?

Ghost Face snorted coldly: "What? Demon Senior Brother, you also want to fight with Senior Brother and me for this sword?"

After finishing speaking, a palm struck out, and a ghost hand was transformed.

"Jiji, I'm sorry, ghost brother, if it's something else, what do you have if the junior brother gives it to the senior brother, but this sword is impossible!"

After finishing speaking, the wraith flute in his hand swept towards the ghost hand, and a flute shadow greeted the ghost hand, and then the wraith flute crossed the mouth.

Whining......

In the faint sound of the flute, the monks stiffened slightly, and the speed of the Demon Nine Shadows was one point faster, and they saw that they were one point faster than the ghost face.

Seeing this, the ghost smiled coldly, raised one hand, and another ghost hand conjured away next to the Divine Sword, and then grabbed towards the Divine Sword.

Laugh at......

In a sharp burst of air, a sword light flashed, instantly cutting off the ghost hand.

At the same time, with a beast roar, a huge fire unicorn pounced towards the Demon Nine Shadows.

But it was the water cold of the Sword Sect and the ink shadow of the Jiuding Sect that appeared here, these two people, no, it should be said that they were a man and a beast in the place of the altar, guarding the Emperor Sword of the Sword Sect for many days, and now that the March deadline has arrived, they have returned to this place.

With these two people joining the ranks of competing for this sword, it can be said to be even more exciting.

Yi Qiu's eyes flashed with deep jealousy towards these two people, and when he looked at Lei Meng on the other side, the look in his eyes was firm!

The fear of these two people is not the fear of cultivation, above the monk, although this water cold is unparalleled in the way of the sword, and Mo Ying does not know how many years of the demon beast fire unicorn has lived, but these two people are not Yuanying monks after all, and they are not afraid.

What Yi Qiu was afraid of was that this Divine Sword was originally a sealed thing, and at this moment, the water cold and ink shadow of this sword sect appeared, I am afraid that even if he sacrificed his life, he would not let it take out of this Sealed Demon Mountain, otherwise, it would be a catastrophe.

On the altar, Shui Hanken left the Emperor Sword to seal the gods and demons, which shows that although the Sword Sect is located in a remote place, it has the intention of maintaining this realm.

However, now he must fight for this divine sword, otherwise Nangong Shibo's second task will not be completed.

In this way, he is not far away from fighting these two people, but he has to fight!

This sect sword sect, which is known as the number one attacker, has joined forces with the fourth-level fire qilin, who can completely resist each other?

Yourself with Thunder Fierce?

Demon Nine Shadows and Ghost Faces?

Yi Qiu didn't know that what he could do at the moment was to hold this place firmly, no matter who got the Divine Sword, he wouldn't figure it out, even if it was the cold of the Sword Sect!

The white shadow flashed, and the water cold swept in front of the ghost face, and the Dao sword aura on his body was permeated, shattering the spells from various sects.

The fire qilin carrying the flames in the sky also stopped in front of the demon nine ghosts, forcing it to not be able to move forward.