Chapter 78 Space Channel

Shortly after the Black Eagle left, he returned, and Dugu Wushang, who looked like a master, sat on his back.

Feng Yun Wuji went forward and told Dugu Wushang about the general situation of the matter. Ximen Yibei heard the situation of the plane that Feng Yun Wuji came out for the first time. After listening to Feng Yun Wuji's narration, Dugu Wushang and Ximen Yibei both said in a slight sense.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yun Wuji asked.

Dugu Wushang looked at Fengyun Wuji with appreciation, stroked the silver beard under his chin and said, "Yes, it is not a blessing that you can ascend to the ancient times at the age of thirty-three. A "Demon-Destroying Heart Sutra" has actually allowed so many people to ascend to the ancient times. It is really a miracle. What's even more rare is that this Demon-Destroying Heart Sutra can actually spread throughout the plane, which is really unbelievable."

Feng Yun Wuji sighed: "But it also caused twenty years of killings!..."

"The world has never lacked killing. Without your "Demon-Destroying Heart Sutra", there may not be a big killing." Dugu Wushang said calmly.

Ximen Yibei had not answered, and suddenly whispered: "If they had been here... they might have drank with me here, and I would not have been so lonely."

Ximen Yibei's voice was filled with an extremely lonely and cold feeling, and both of them were shocked when they heard this.

"Brother Ximen, if you don't mind, why don't you live in my sword domain?"

"Maybe, when I'm tired of being here... let's start." Ximen Yibei took a step and flew to the empty place in the middle of several peaks. Snowflakes fell in the sky, and Ximen Yibei pressed his hand on the long sword at his waist.

An invisible extremely cold and condensed sword intent surged, Ximen Yibei looked cold and flew into a white robe like a butterfly.

"Look carefully!" Ximen Yibei slowly closed his eyes, holding the sheath in his left hand and the handle in his right hand. Feng Yun Wuji expanded his spiritual consciousness to the maximum, covering the entire space, and his eyes widened. This opportunity was very rare. If you want to see him again, you must have a month later. What Feng Yun Wuji lacks the most at the moment is time. The cleaning action of heaven may be launched at any time.

laugh!

When the long sword was unsheathed, the sword blade and the inside of the scabbard were rubbed violently, and then a dazzling light burst out from the Ximen Yibei sword sheath. The light was so fierce that even ten suns appeared at the same time. The brilliant and dazzling light reflected everything white, so that it was impossible to distinguish the difference between objects and specials. There was only a snow-white and dazzling light that could not be seen in my eyes. Feng Yun Wuji closed his eyes.

The plane channel is of great importance. Feng Yun Wuji has almost performed his best, exerting his spiritual scanning and observing the entire process of Ximen Yibei.

boom!

With a loud bang, in the reaction of the spiritual consciousness, Ximen Yibei appeared three feet in front of him, and a huge black hole that was tall appeared out of thin air. The black hole was like countless vortex black clouds. As soon as it appeared, a powerful wind gust blew out of the hole, so with the skills of the three, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Ximen Yibei's sword speed was too fast, almost within a second. With the strength of his spiritual sense, he could only see a misty blazing white sword shadow, which flashed away and could not be captured at all. At this time, Feng Yun Wuji realized how high his sword skills were in this unobstructed Ximen Yibei.

While Feng Yun Wuji appeared in the black hole like a bottomless cave, his spiritual consciousness covered him and probed it inward from the outside of the physical channel. In the sense of the spiritual consciousness, the outer layer of the physical channel was a layer of powerful but extremely unstable energy. The energy was very special and he still had the ability to swallow the spiritual consciousness.

Feng Yun Wuji endured the discomfort, and his spiritual consciousness continued to penetrate inward. The more he went inward, the weaker the spiritual consciousness sensed. In vaguely, Feng Yun Wuji felt that his spiritual consciousness touched a layer of membrane, a layer of invisible and intangible membrane-like objects. When Feng Yun Wuji's spiritual consciousness touched this layer of substance, his mind immediately became full of energy, and his spiritual consciousness automatically retreated like a tide. A violent roar was heard in his ears, and a wave of air with dark aura rushed towards him.

Dugu Wushen shouted in his ears: "Bold livestock!"

Feng Yun Wuji opened his eyes and saw a monster with a cow-shaped shape, with two long and curved sharp horns on his head, his eyes were red, and his long beards were showing a head from the plane passage. It seemed that its body seemed extremely large and was struggling to climb out of the plane passage.

Dugu Wushen pointed at his feet, and as if he was not under force, he swung over lightly, pressed his palm in the middle of the monster's forehead. The monster suddenly shone a bitter cry from the sky, and blood burst out from the various acupoints, his body covered with sword marks, and his fiery red eyes gradually became dull and finally lay motionless in the passage of the plane.

The plane channel of the black hole shrinks and becomes smaller and smaller, and finally shatters the monster and gradually disappears into the void.

"The chaotic power of the plane channel is very great. If you cannot walk out of the plane channel before the plane channel shrinks, you will be crushed by the plane channel, even the same is true for the Vajra Indestructible body." Ximen Yibei whispered in a low voice, his voice seemed weak. The sword that broke through the space channel seemed to completely exhaust the true power in his body.

Feng Yun Wuji was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed and he roared: "Destroy the Lord of Dao!"

Almost at the same time, Dugu Wushang and Ximen Yibei's faces also changed suddenly. In the void, a powerful spiritual sense came to the sky and the earth.

"I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. Ximen Yibei, I have tolerated it too much. This time, I will wait for you to clean up!" A domineering and powerful voice echoed in the air.

"Then let's forget the new and old accounts together!" Feng Yun Wuji snorted coldly, and his spiritual consciousness broke out again and rushed towards the Haohan consciousness entrenched in the sky.

"The fire of light dares to compete for bright moonlight. I will spare you that time, I will just fulfill you this time!" the voice roared.

"What a big tone!" Almost at the same time, except for Feng Yun Wuji, two other powerful spiritual senses burst out from the ground, rushed straight to the sky, and blasted towards Haohan's spiritual sense.

In just a moment, four spiritual senses of varying strength and weakness collided with each other.

uh-huh!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, all four of them let out a muffled groan, but in reality, Fengyun Wuji, Dugu Wushang, Ximen Yibei secreted a thread of blood from the corners of his mouth.

"You... have three sword emperors... OK!! Let you go this time..." The Lord of Destruction gave up his harsh words, and his spiritual sense quickly retreated like a tide.

When he opened his eyes, the three of them looked at each other in shock. The Dao Lord, who was so far away, could still compete with the consciousness of the three Sword Emperor-level masters. Who said that he had never made any good choices, but even this spiritual consciousness was surprising.

"Brother Ximen, you..." Feng Yun Wuji looked at Ximen Yibei and hesitated.

Wiping away the blood from his mouth, Ximen Yibei stroked his chest with one hand, coughed up a few bloodshots, and said for the first time: "With such a tiger lying on the side of the bed, how could I not leave one hand to prevent it?"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, threatened each other and headed towards the sword domain, angering the Lord of Destruction. However, the Youming Peak could not stay for a long time. Ximen Yibei lifted the painting of the woman on the wall, stuffed it into his arms, and looked at the idle ice kiln again, leaving with regret...
Chapter completed!