Chang Xi was too lazy to care about Xuanjia Gong's extremely sinister eyes. The sword energy in his chest seemed to be endless. With the power of power, the demonic power of thousands of miles roared together from all directions, hovering into a terrifying black tornado above the sky, and the strong wind blew, flowing straight into Chang Xi's body that was as flies like a candle.

Chang Xi, who is known as the supreme, embraces all rivers, and a large amount of demonic power flows back into his body, but it is strangely rising. Not to mention anything else, the Qi Ji pavilion under his feet is replenished and decorated as if the entire pavilion is renovated and decorated.

After eating and drinking, his eyes fell like lightning and thunder, as if he fell on a chessboard that was invisible in front of him. The high-rise sword fingers slashed down. At this moment, the world had already changed in the sky and earth. Several more thunders suddenly exploded in the Qilian Mountains. The demons looked up at the sky with fear, and almost spurted out the shit and urine that were holding in their stomachs.

A huge sword that was wide enough to block the eyes of all demons seemed to have fallen from the sky across the eternal years, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds, and the sword tip pointed directly at the thick barrier in front of Xuan Yuzhen's body.

This is the second secret sword-forbidden technique that Qinglan taught him after Chang Xi said he wanted to go back to the demon world to find opportunities, and Shangqing Poyun.

Except for the ancestors of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, they could still maintain barely calm, the other great monsters had long lost their previous calm. If the young master of the Dragon Clan called Wan Qian Jian Yu Xiaoxiao down, the White Tiger Clan's Holy Son was so dangerous that they could riots in Gu Jing Bubo's mood, then now this giant sword that seemed to have spanned time and space completely made them open their mouths and unable to speak.

There is an ancient saying in Jiuzhou that those who watch chess do not speak of chess. Even so, people will inevitably put themselves in their shoes and think about the chess path. The same is true for watching the game. Chang Xi’s sword technique, which does not know the number of paths, has already vaguely qualified to cross the limits of realm, and can threaten the lives of major cultivators above the Void Refining Realm.

The elders of each vein of the four divine beast clans or the powerful men who have never appeared in the world know that the sword rain that fell like thunder in the sky could already force out some of their magical powers, but this giant sword falling from the sky was not so easy to pass.

The Qinglong King suppressed his shock and said with a wry smile: "I thought before the young master should try his best to learn the secret magic and magical powers of the dragon clan, so as to prepare more chips for victory for today's battle. But I really didn't expect that the young master's realm in the human sword path was so advanced. I'm afraid that even if the young master didn't need to summon this giant sword to break the sky, he could use some of the superficial moves in the sword path to death. It's really awesome to be born and die of Xuan Yuzhen and Hu Pei Army."

Bai Xiaoshuang, who was sitting behind the Qinglong King, pulled her mother's sleeve and said seriously: "Mom, I want the young master to teach me sword skills in the future, and I also want to be a sword immortal!"

Bai Lingshuang, who had only come back to her senses from the shock of the Shangqing Poyun Sword, slashed her daughter's nose and said, "My silly daughter, you have never thought about why the human race accidentally entered the demon world, and the eighteen weapons and ways flowed into the demon world. Other weapons were used by a large group of people, but there were few monsters in Jiandao? There are many reasons for this, not to mention that the young master has half of the human race's bloodline, you don't have it."

The Dragon King took over the conversation, "I have heard a word from the human race before, saying that the sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers. I'm afraid this is the reason why the young master's sword skills are superb."

Bai Xiaoshuang was confused and had a slight understanding, staring at Chang Xi's sword fairy style.

Even if the great demons from the Divine Travel Realm of various tribes ask themselves, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of despair he really should be when he is looking straight at the sword's edge.

The Shangqing Poyun Sword fell from the sky. Every time it fell a hundred feet, the sword pressure generated by the surging sword energy would increase exponentially. The originally flat holy ring as a mirror had long been destroyed, and Xuan Yuzhen's already pale face became increasingly ugly. Her black turtle Tu Bailian can indeed be called the first-class defensive magical power in the demon world, but in the final analysis, it must be discussed who uses it and who to whom. What is the use of a monster like the young master of the dragon clan today?

She suddenly felt that she was so ridiculous, and she also felt that the so-called alliance between the White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan became ridiculous. She had not been optimistic about this alliance that harmed others and benefited others before, but as a woman, even if she was the eldest son of the clan, it would not be her turn to point fingers.

The dragon clan's power has declined for countless years, and finally rebounded to the bottom. Such an unreasonable monster appeared. She and Hu Peijun could not breathe even without the blood power of the dragon clan. If he had done his best from the beginning, what would be the result?

Xuan Yu really didn't think about it because she couldn't think about it.

The Shangqing Poyun Sword rose to the extreme in her lost eyes, until countless sword patterns on the sword were outlined by ancient people filled her entire vision.

The tip of the sword hit the thick black tortoise shell, as if a muffled thunder exploded without warning in winter. The tip of the sword was shattered inch by inch, and there were also crack marks on the black tortoise shell that had never been seen before. Xuan Yu really had no blood on his face.

She instinctively believed in her intuition, chose to transform into the body of the Black Tortoise, and tried to continue to resist this great force that could almost crush her body.

Until the end, the myth that claimed to be invincible in front of him was finally destroyed into nothingness under the Shangqing Poyun Sword. The thick barriers were destroyed in ashes. Xuan Yuzhen, who was asked by the ancestor to act according to the opportunity, exploded out like a cannonball. The huge Xuanwu turtle body hit the ban on the edge of the holy ring, and a ball of blood mist exploded, unconscious.

The throne under Xuanjia's butt was shattered into powder the moment Xuan Yuzhen hit the forbidden, and she furiously overturned the table of fruit plates in front of her. Just as he was red with his eyes to take action, an extremely cold terrifying dragon power directly descended on his head.

Xuan Jia Gong turned his head and looked at Hu Xiaotian with difficulty, but found that the latter had no intention of caring about him or his daughter, so he sat on the ground in dishearteningly.

Chang Xi watched this coldly, and he was already a rare mercy for his subordinates.

Hu Peijun, who had never extended any help to Xuan Yuzhen, finally saw that the power of the Shangqing Poyun Sword was exhausted, and after he endured for a long time, he burst out from the ground and pulled out a series of explosions that broke through the sound barrier.

Hu Peijun began to run, and the terrible obsidian ground was as fragile as bean bastard under his feet. He treated the holy ring as a big drum, and every foot was like beating the drum, and every step was accumulating energy for him, causing the scene of a ground dragon turning over that could only be seen in a loose soil in the ring. The powerful white tiger bloodline power triggered the reunion of the chaotic demon power, and turned into a magnificent scenery of thousands of tigers running together!

The fierce sword he held tightly in his hand turned into a rich blood light and merged into his arms. He began to lean over and run with his limbs, and then went up to another level. In a moment, he had transformed into the cruel appearance of the white tiger body, with half of his cheeks blurred blood.
Chapter completed!