"Ding!" The Tianluo astrolabe fell like the moon and blocked in front of Diao Xiaosi, colliding with Lang Jianxin's golden finger sword crisp.

An unbelievable scene appeared—one-third of Lang Jianxin's Goldfinger Sword had not entered the bottom of the shallow Tianluo Astrolabe.

A brilliant and dazzling starlight burst out from the Tianluo Star Disk, and at the bottom of the disk Huo Ran conjured up an infinite starry sky, the stars rotated and the nebula swirled, and the avenue of ten thousand laws returning to the source was boundless.

Lang Jianxin's face changed slightly, and he suddenly retracted his fingers and flew back with a low cry in his mouth, trying to get rid of the strangulation of the Tianluo Star Disk.

"Poh!" his fingertips pulled out of the Tianluo Star Scroll, only to see a faint silvery-white halo flowing like a nebula, rushing upwards along his fingers towards the entire palm.

"The stars point to my heart!" Lang Jianxin's expression changed completely, and the explosion of "bang" actually shattered his golden-fingered sword by itself, so as to cut off the counterattack of the silver-white nebula.

Diao Xiaosi slowly turned his face to look at Lang Jianxin, his expression was joyless and sad, as if he was numb.

However, for some reason, when Lang Jianxin faced this young man's gaze, the Ten Thousand Years Dao Heart involuntarily had a trace of throbbing.

"You're dead. He said word by word, tears and blood on his face.

This sentence sounded very ridiculous - a mere sixth-turn spirit immortal would actually dare to threaten a Da Luo Jin Immortal, who could be called the supreme existence of the Void Great Wilderness. It's like a little white rabbit waving a carrot stick at a wolf.

But Lang Jianxin couldn't laugh, not only because of the young man's expression when he spoke, but because he sincerely felt a terrifying killing intent and evil omen.

"Xiaoya, don't go, my brother is going to kill this golden retriever for you. ”

He raised his eyes and looked at the Tianluo Astrolabe, held the Kunwu Divine Sword tightly with both hands, and stepped forward.

"Keng!" The sound of the golden stone was shocking, and Diao Xiaosi's whole person turned into a knife and turned into a Tao.

In the spiritual sea of the sword heart, a great river is reflected, impassioned, violent and fierce, just like the blue wisps of the descendants of Yan and Huang for thousands of years, from slash and burn to the top of the glorious civilization world.

Diao Xiaosi's immortal heart is surprisingly quiet, there are no magnificent waves, no blood and veins, he only feels that he has mastered all kinds of avenues between his breaths, and he bows down to the law of his mind.

Thirty feet apart, he slashed out.

This is a flawless sword, free to wield as you like, without moves or marks, just as imaginatively imaginative.

In an instant, Lang Jianxin actually felt that the vicissitudes of the Chinese civilization in the 10,000-year-old world, carrying the ancient battlefield of the flood and desolation with a calm horn and shaking the sky, were pouring towards him like a sea of mountains.

It seems that he is not facing a person or a knife, but a piece of history and a long song.

The sea is crossing, and heroes are numerous.

The road is ups and downs, who holds the bull's ear?

Lang Jianxin's pupils slowly contracted, and he really smelled the breath of danger.

Fortunately, even so, Diao Xiaosi is still not enough to see, and he is still a little bit hot. After all, the gap in strength between the two sides is too great, and it is by no means something that can be made up by this epiphany and explosion at the snap of a finger.

If any one person could defeat a Da Luo Jin Immortal by relying on a flash of inspiration, wouldn't all tens of thousands of years of cultivation be thrown on a dog?

His figure stood still the whole time, sticking a finger forward.

This is no longer the original one, but the sword intent is three points deeper.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he poked out the golden-finger sword, the Tianluo astrolabe suddenly released a powerful light, enveloping the four fields and overwhelming all directions, as holy as the bright moon.

Lang Jian Xin felt that the laws of the Great Dao around him had changed suddenly, like iron chains from the mountains, crushing and entwining towards him layer upon layer, giving birth to a terrifying binding force that could not be resisted, making his cultivation extremely suppressed, as if he was wearing heavy shackles!

The effect was immediate, his golden finger sword pierced into the dark air, and he no longer held the law from his heart as before, and the magnificent sword intent was rushed to pieces by a nameless force like a stormy wave, and ten percent of the power was less than one percent!

The problem, of course, is in the Tianluo Astrolabe.

He glanced awe-inspiring at the celestial artifact hanging high in the air, knowing that she had truly come back to life.

Damn it!

Lang Jianxin's heart sank slightly, condensed his mind to urge the divine power, and a golden demonic light erupted in his body, like ten thousand lightsabers stabbing in all directions, intending to strangle and scatter the starlight released by the Tianluo Astrolabe.

Unfortunately, the results were far less obvious than he expected.

"Ding!" the swords clashed, and the Kunwu Divine Sword flashed away like a frightening flash, and disappeared in the starlight sky.

Blood light burst out, and Lang Jianxin's middle finger in his right hand slashed in two, and he staggered backwards with a low snort.

Diao Xiaosi was also shaken by the shock, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he sneered at Xiang Lang Jianxin and raised the middle finger of his right hand and shook it - no, what about this thing of yours, where did it go?

A murderous intent flashed in Lang Jianxin's eyes, he had never been insulted like this.

Injuries are just a trivial matter, even if two fingers are broken, it is not a big deal, at most it will hurt some vitality, and it will soon be able to re-cultivate and recover as before.

He was furious that he had been cut off by two young men, and he was so unscrupulously ridiculed and ridiculed.

A burst of low and obscure mantras suddenly came out of his mouth, the hair on his whole body shone brightly, and his halberd opened, and his eyes erupted with a terrifying light, staring at Diao Xiaosi as if the sword intent was about to penetrate to the bottom of his heart, destroying his mind and killing his soul.

I saw that the Tianluo astrolabe was like a curtain of light moon, and Diao Xiaosi's body was bathed in it, almost completely isolating the bombardment of Lang Jianxin's heavenly sword eyes, coupled with the protection of the Heavenly Destiny Talisman, he was not moved at all.

- Xiaoya, I know you're here, I know you're guarding me.

Diao Xiaosi held the Kunwu Divine Knife and squeezed the immortal yuan regardless of it, raised the knife, stepped forward, and slashed out!

"Kara, Kara!" golden hairs swept out like lightning, turning into flying swords that pressed towards Diao Xiaosi with a thunderous momentum.

But no matter how powerful this sword is, whether it is majestic, weird, or vast, before the hazy starlight shines, it is like hitting an unbreakable copper wall, unable to surpass the thunder pool by half a step.

Diao Xiaosi shouted, and the blade suddenly disappeared, and it had broken through the void.

"This kid!" Lang Jianxin completely put away his thoughts of despising the enemy, in fact, under the suppression of the Tianluo Astrolabe, his cultivation was greatly weakened, and the witchcraft he had just cast was also cracked, and it could not pose a substantial threat to Diao Xiaosi at all.

Under the advantages of one and the other, the tide of the war was unconsciously reversed.

"Hum!" his right hand raised, and a rusty and mutilated ancient sword appeared in his palm.

There is a shortage of the way of heaven, so there is also a shortage of the sword.

This sword is called holding on to the defects.

A sword stabbed out to meet the Kunwu divine sword, and there was nothing strange about the flat and straight narrative.

But in the trajectory of the sword, a gap was cut in the dark sky, like tearful eyes crying, like the moon hanging alone.

The essence of this sword is actually in this missing scar.

Who knew that Diao Xiaosi didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, Kunwu Divine Knife slashed down violently, and the sword light flashed from the sky traces.

"Khoo!" the Skymark tore and expanded like a wound, shattering into cobweb-like gaps.

The strange thing was that Lang Jianxin also had an extra knife wound on his chest, and countless small tears also spread around.

The right half of Diao Xiaosi's body was also almost shattered, and the flesh and blood were broken, and the immortal veins burst out, which was shocking and miserable.

At this moment, he saw a beam of holy light from the Tianluo astrolabe sprinkled and fell on his injured body.

In an instant, streams of silver-white immortal liquid grew on his wounds, which quickly healed.

Diao Xiaosi's spirit was greatly boosted, and his confidence was hundredfold, and the momentum of the Kunwu Divine Sword was even stronger, destroying the withered and decaying, and directly taking the heart of the wave sword.

Lang Jianxin was retreating, his body passing through the heavy bookshelves like air, tending to avoid Diao Xiaosi's invincible sharp slash.

The humiliation of the severed finger before is nothing, and he is forced by Diao Xiaosi to retreat again and again like a lost dog at the moment, this is the real shame!

There was an indescribable resentment in his heart, his cultivation could obviously throw Diao Xiaosi out of more than eight streets, but he was suppressed by the hellish Tianluo Astrolabe, and he couldn't exert his due strength at all, so that he fell back again and again, and completely fell into disadvantage.

"Snort-" The classics on the bookshelf were all awakened by the sword heart of the waves, and the sword intent that covered the sky swept over, like ten thousand arrows shooting directly at Diao Xiaosi.

But Diao Xiaosi is still the same, and continues to ignore all attacks, with only one knife in his eyes.

The knife is Kungo, and the man is Arlauder.

As for Lang Kenshin, it's just a checkmate ghost!

"Bang bang bang!" Tianluo Astrolabe did not live up to Diao Xiaosi's trust, and all the sword intent collided on the starry light, as if a grasshopper shaking a tree in vain.

Diao Xiaosi's knife momentum was not affected in the slightest, but became more fierce and fierce.

"Keng!" the swords intersected, and a bloody mouth burst into the center of Lang Jianxin's eyebrows.

If it were replaced by an ordinary scattered immortal, his soul would have already been extinguished, but fortunately, he was a wave sword heart, and the supreme golden body would not be destroyed by all calamities.

Diao Xiaosi has also become a bloody man, but he is unaware of the pain on his body, and he swings his knife and enters again.

He didn't say a word, because it was superfluous to say anything at this time, as long as he slaughtered the other party with one sword, it was enough.

Lang Jianxin let out a long roar, and the immortal thoughts burst out towards all corners of the Wind Forest Volcano.

Even if he was unwilling and unwilling, even if his face was disgraced and his majesty was ruined, he could only send a message for help.

- This kid really wants to kill himself, and he really can!

"Boom!" When his life hung by a thread, Lang Jianxin finally put down the golden immortal shelf that was high above and took the lead in opening the cave sky.

- "The Light of Heaven".

The library was gone, and the tattered classics were gone, replaced by a golden lightsaber.

This lightsaber fills the heavens and the earth in its own right, and countless sword rays and sword intent are intertwined, interpreting unpredictable but clearly visible changes.

Suddenly, this is a world of swords.

How many thousand years, except for the last time when he faced the Lord of the Heaven Replenishing Palace in the last time he sacrificed to the Cave Heaven, he didn't know how long it had been since he had turned on the Light of Heaven Selection.

Today, in front of a young man, he is so embarrassed like never before.