The bone-chilling chill also carries a bit of a bit of murderous intent!

The light of a sword is cold!

The flying sword died like a dragon, fighting with the golden sun and crow.

laugh!

In the blink of an eye, the dark green sword light flashed and killed the Golden Crow of the Sun!

"ah!"

Shi Xianzi exclaimed: "Could it be that Daozi has been defeated now?"

Fang Xi glanced at her, too lazy to talk nonsense.

raging!

In the void, the flames regrouped and turned into the shape of a three-legged golden crow again!

There is absolutely no harm to this kind of flame-transformed spirit.

Even as long as the origin is still there, you can be reborn continuously.

The Great Sun, the Golden Crow, crows and suddenly splits into three!

It's like there are three more big suns in the sky, plus the seven suns in the sky, it's like there are ten days in the sky!

"The weather is with me, and I will fly in the sky on ten days!"

Yanyu Zong Daozi stands on the ninety-nine red cloud gourd, and his hands are like windmills.

One after another, the crimson talismans continued to penetrate into the Nine-nine Red Cloud Gourd at his feet.

The gourd spewed out fiery red clouds at a rapid speed, almost covering the sky and the sun.

In a vague way, it has formed a geographical advantage!

"The weather cooperates with the right location...to seize the three talents of heaven, earth and man...this Taoist master of the Yanyu Sect has quite a lot of experience in fighting."

Fang Xi commented lightly.

I saw ten suns flying in the sky, and three red suns falling one after another.

The sword is awe-inspiring and not afraid of a sword strike!

That sword light was extremely weak, like a white line, but it could easily move the blazing sun!

"The Yanyu Sect's Fierce Sun Taoism is really good...but unfortunately, I've seen enough."

Jianzi sneered, and suddenly the sword merged into one, turning into a ray of emerald green light, like an arrow, shooting down the sun one after another.

The three-wheeled sun dimly extinguished, and the Golden Crow screamed, as if all life was wiped out in an instant!

That sword light broke through the red clouds and came directly in front of Taozi Yanyu Sect!

"You lost!"

Jianzi's eyes were cold, and his sword flew sideways, opening the ninety-nine red cloud gourds!

"not necessarily!"

The sword energy dispersed, Yan Yuzong Daozi's bun exploded, his hair was disheveled, but there was a smile on his face.

In his hand, a dark stove suddenly appeared, blocking the sword light.

puff!

That magical weapon that looked like a black iron furnace in the mortal world actually blocked the sword light of the rare and remnant sword of the Immortal Mansion!

Hoho!

Along with a dragon roar, fire dragon heads emerged from the furnace mouth one after another.

The sun is really hot!

Qianyang True Flame!

Kowloon Thunder Fire!

All kinds of different fires from heaven and earth were sprayed out by the dragon head, gathered in one furnace, and finally exploded violently!

Wow!

Raging flames swept across, mixed with broken sword light, and heavily bombarded the barrier of the purple flame formation!

A terrifying depression suddenly appeared in the barrier of the seventh-level formation. It seemed that it would shatter in the next moment, spreading thousands of miles, and causing grief everywhere!

"Alas...the two little guys are not sensible, so I have to take action from this old man!"

A sigh sounded.

A shabby old Taoist, holding a rag flag, came to the formation.

On top of the broken flag, there are four big characters - 'Number One of the Human Race'!

"go!"

The aura around the Divine Operator's body is magnificent, and the vastness reaches straight into the sky, erupting with the terrifying cultivation level in the late stage of integration, like an ancient sacred mountain, pressing on the hearts of every high-level monk.

Then, he waved his hand and produced a golden abacus-like treasure.

Every bead on this abacus flashes with Buddha's light, and is blessed with Sanskrit, and the shadows of ninety-nine and eighty-one abacus beads appear around it.

A large number of calculations gathered together to form the shape of the innate Bagua. The Bagua rotated and finally formed a 'Kun' hexagram!

The terrain is good, and a gentleman carries his wealth with kindness!

A formation appeared in the sky, blessing the barrier that was about to shatter.

With this help, the purple flame barrier suddenly strengthened to its limit, blocking all the flame explosions and sword light.

At this time, those monks who wanted to escape stopped their escaping light and looked at the battle situation in the barrier.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The sword was scorched black in several places, and drops of blood fell from his hands.

He looked solemnly at the dark furnace cauldron in front of Yanyu Sect Daozi: "Nine Dragon Cauldron? No... Is it an imitation of that rare treasure from the Immortal Mansion?"

"Even if it is an imitation, it is the treasure inherited by our sect... It has been invested with nine heavenly jade, nine calamities fire, true spirit fire unicorn scales and other fairy materials... its power has surpassed the fragments of the fairy mansion's rare treasures, and is not inferior to ordinary incomplete ones. It’s a rare treasure in the Immortal Mansion.”

Daozi Yanyu Zong laughed: "Otherwise...how do you think you can refine the power of death and integration? Jiange Swordsman...you only rely on a rare sword from the Immortal Mansion to show off your evil, so what should you do now?"

His entire body of mana was poured into the unattractive 'Nine Dragon Cauldron' in front of him.

One after another, the giant flame dragons emerged.

The hidden power actually has a hint of a real dragon!

"good!"

Jianzi gently wiped away the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, but with a hint of joy on his face: "This is the opponent I want!"

"If you can catch this next sword, then why not admit defeat?"

He flicked the sword with his hand, and the sword made a dragon's cry.

Suddenly there seemed to be only the sound of sword roars left in the world.

"No, it turns out to be the art of the Heart Sword!"

Bai Yusheng's complexion changed continuously.

"What is the Art of the Heart Sword?"

Shi Xianzi couldn't help but ask.

"The sword cultivator keeps moving forward, and there is a secret method in the sword pavilion. A 'Heart Sword' is nurtured in the sea of ​​consciousness. Once this sword is released, the sword cultivator puts all his effort into cooperating with the sword. Either you die or I die!"

Bai Yusheng sighed.

"What? Who will die, the Taoist Master of Yanyu Sect or the Sword Master of Jiange? This is a big deal..."

Shi Xianzi also thought clearly about the dangers involved and couldn't help but stare.

But by this time, it was too late.

Amidst the sound of swords from heaven and earth, I saw an illusory small sword flying out from the center of Jianzi's eyebrows. When it combined with the flying sword, it turned into a flash of white light.

There was a sudden silence among the lightning and flint.

Then...

The fire dragons screamed sadly and huddled back into the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

On top of the Nine-Dragon Cauldron, the secret seals of the Immortal Family slowly dimmed one after another, and turned into the appearance of an unattractive dark furnace.

Yanyu Zong Daozi slowly closed his eyes, his body lost all breath, and he fell from the air.

call out!

With a flash of sword light, Jianzi came to Daozi and waved his hand to collect his body and the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Gourd.

And when he wanted to collect the 'Nine Dragon Cauldron' again in the same way, the cauldron suddenly roared, flashed with red light, and flew into the distance!

Seeing this scene, Jianzi's expression remained unchanged, but a little cold.
To be continued...