Amidst everyone's disbelieving gazes, a ray of sword light fell from the sky.

Wherever it passes, no force can stop it in the slightest. Even the vast sword formation that condenses the power of the Southern Cross stars for seven nights is easily penetrated by it like air.

This is sword energy!

Qiye, who is very devout in the way of swordsmanship, easily discerned that the power of the sword that defeated him was different from the sword formation that turned the starlight from the sky into a majestic and powerful one. This is the purest and purest sword, just for cutting.

The power that comes from opening up barriers.

After the sword light penetrated the Star Dou Sword Formation, it fell to the ground and soon reached the sky above the Purple Mountain. It landed in front of the old sword god amid the astonished eyes of countless people.

A clang!

The sword light penetrated into the ground, but did not fall again. It seemed that it had completed its mission and no longer displayed the terrifying edge that could cut through all material vitality.

"What kind of sword is this!"

Qiye looked at the gap on the blade of the Yixi Sword in his hand, which had finally been reborn with the help of his ultimate calamity, and couldn't help but wonder.

Just when he asked this question, the sword light that penetrated the ground in front of the old sword god dispersed, revealing his true appearance.

It was a long and rectangular sword box. Although it had not been opened yet, the bone-chilling chill coming from the gap made everyone know that there must be a stunning divine sword inside.

"Of course it's my Sword Sect's most precious treasure, Tian Yuan!"

The old man of the Sword God had a calm look on his face, and was not surprised at the treasure of the Sect hidden in the sword box in front of him. It seemed that he had known for a long time that the Tianyuan Divine Sword would return at the critical moment of the Sword Sect's life and death to kill demons.

"Just a precious sword cannot hurt me overnight."

Qiye raised the Yixi Sword. The fingertips of his left hand gently brushed the gap the size of a grain of rice. Just now, when the sword box broke through the Star Dou Sword Formation, he felt a little unconvinced and struck a blow with the sharp sword in his palm.

The power also forced Tianyuan Divine Sword to open its sword box and reveal its own original power to fight.

The result surprised him. He was at a disadvantage and even suffered damage to his own sword.

Although due to Dong Yinshu, he did not dare to use the power of the "Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood" too much. However, after surviving the Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations, his power at the peak of this realm was enough to knock away any divinely forbidden treasure.

The only reason why Tianyuan Divine Sword can achieve this level is...

"Who is the wielder of this sword?"

After Qiye said this, a scabbard was hung on his waist again, and the sword was gently sheathed.

With just this action, he had already adjusted his condition to its peak.

And this time, not only was he at the peak of his strength, but his mind had also lost all relaxation and contempt.

The next time Yixi's sword is unsheathed, it will definitely be a shocking event.

"Of course only the sword spirit can control the divine sword. Demon Lord, although you are born as Shura, you have forgotten that one thing is born, and there must be another thing to restrain it."

The old sword god said hit it here, and gently pressed his palm on the sword box in front of him. The box that was originally just a crack opened suddenly lost all cover.

Incomparably brilliant and dazzling light spread out in all directions, and the people of the Seven Heavens Demon Sect felt as if they were burned by fire or frozen by ice, and screamed. Even Zong Qingru, Yin Yueque and other demon supremes felt that

My demonic body felt as if it was being pierced by thousands of sharp swords, and I didn't dare to stay near Zishan anymore, even hundreds of miles away.

"This sword qi is so annoying!"

The killing sword in the Haoran House frowned, and the sword qi in the body flowed away. All the power that was very different from Jianzong sword qi had been gathered. Opposite him, Zhou Yi was pierced into thirteen wounds, blood blood, blood

Drise, but there is still a last breath.

"Is this Jianzong's Tianyuan Divine Sword? Why is it different from before?"

Among the seven -day magic door, killing Sword Zun is definitely the person who is most familiar with Jianzong. Even if it is the Lord of the Cangtian, he did not know the power of the Tianyuan Divine Sword. Therefore, he once saw this first god sword in Li Qingting.

At that time, although he felt that this god sword was very terrible, he couldn't take a sword even if he tried his best, but it was more because the person who held the sword holding the sword was not practicing, not the sword itself.

How powerful is it.

"This sword is more different from the heavens and the earth than the last time I saw it."

Just when the Sword Zun could not solve the solution, a snow -like Guanghua fell from the sky. When everyone did not respond, it had fallen to the old man of the sword god, before the sword box.

A white and transparent jade hand emerged from Guanghua, stretched into the box that had been opened and bloomed, and bloomed.

Even if the sight can't be seen, but everyone thinks of this beauty in the minds, the palm of the sword who is born with a sword has picked up the scene of the Sword Zong's self -decured.

"Oh, it's you!"

The cold light of the seven nights flickered. Although he was separated by a layer of sword, he had already seen the true face of the person.

"Old guy, do you know, I am an unprecedented anger now!"

On the other hand, the old Long Yin, who was promoted by the soul of the North Sea Dragon King to stop the power of the old dragon's white face, who had always gently laughed and disappeared on the white face.

A layer of light red blood.

Emperor Emperor's blooming of unprecedented colorful light, as if it was going to melt, wrapped around Dongfang Bai's right palm.

Then a gorgeous colorful sword light was waved by her right palm.

In the loud noise, the strings collapsed, and the dragon was sad.

"I didn't have to be so troublesome, I could quickly find Wang Shentong's guy, kill him, and then your Haoran House may be able to hold a trace of seeds."

Dongfang Bai seems to have urged a certain unknown secret. The right hand and Emperor Emperor are thoroughly integrated into one, turning into a hazy and brilliant colorful sword.

Sword Qi.

But compared to these, her mind seems to be in some kind of magic disease.

It is terrible, it seems that it can kill all things, and the breath of cherishing the life rises from her petite body. This breath has even made Dong Yinshu's eyes that was originally disappeared unconsciously and disappeared.

"One by one, more and more guys, there are more and more, you really make me angry."

Dongfang Bai's right hand was turned into a colorful sword, and step by step towards Qu Hanshu, who was constantly coughing because of the collapse of the old dragon's string. The blood in her eyes became deeper and deeper, and it was stronger than the seven nights.

"Hurry up and die, otherwise I am afraid that the next moment I won't help but swords on this Shenzhou continent."
Chapter completed!