The Heavenly Sword is ruthless, and the cycle of reincarnation is endless!

In an instant, countless holes seemed to be opened in the sky, and each hole was swallowing and spitting halos, as if there was a powerful suction force to pull the Fire Cloud Saint, trying to tear him into thousands of sections and suck into the dark holes.

What a talent Murong Wuqing is? Once he breaks through to the Golden Pill Realm, his strength will increase by dozens of times. Since the Golden Pill has not yet been completely stabilized, his strength is still growing.

This sword condensed all his will, all his strength, greatest courage and the pride that emanated from his bone marrow. Everything was condensed on this sword. If Bi Hao was here, he would be inexplicably shocked and unable to resist.

Although the Huoyun Saint has overcome the mine tribulation in heaven and earth, his improvement in true energy is not as terrible as he imagined. The most important thing is his understanding of the way of heaven and the tempering of his soul.

However, this sword is completely unable to be blocked by the ultimate principles of the heavenly way. Even if he is a peerless strong man at the seventh level of the Golden Dan realm, he is not enough to use the laws of the heavenly way to block this sword. He can only resist with true energy and fight head-on.

The slight light in the eyes of the Fire Cloud Saint shot up suddenly, raised his hand and waved it lightly, and magic tricks shot out from his fingertips, hitting the air, forming a mysterious talisman that was suspended in the air.

"Dragon pattern is really fire!"

The Huoyun Saint shouted softly, and the mysterious talisman shattered in the air and turned into ripples, with golden flames stacked in front of him.

As a master at the seventh level of the Golden Dan realm, facing Murong Wuqing's sword, he actually chose to defend himself instead of using violence against Mai Mang by pointing his head. This was beyond the expectations of Ye Yun and others.

You should know that the cultivation level of the Fire Cloud Saint has almost recovered. He has reached the seventh level of the Golden Elixir Realm, but he is actually afraid that a cultivator who has just reached the Golden Elixir Realm will be incredible.

Just when Ye Yun and others were shocked, the huge sky sword had already slashed hard on the dragon pattern true fire.

I only saw countless flames burst out from the Heavenly Sword, the dragon pattern true fire and the Heavenly Sword intersected, and the firelight was everywhere in the sky.

Accompanied by the light, a huge shock wave came, and ran wildly in all directions with the momentum of thunder.

Ye Yun and the others only felt a violent shock coming from their feet, and the earth seemed to be shaking and constantly shaking. Ye Yun and the others stood in the air, but they could still feel the earth shaking, as if it was shattering. And other disciples of the Tianjian Sect who were arranged in the formations were screaming.

Even in the operation of the mountain protection formation, the entire Tianshen Peak still could not withstand such violent shock waves. It just paused slightly and the entire mountain began to collapse.

The Tianshen Peak, which has existed for many years, collapsed, and rocks splashed and ashes filled the sky. The sky was blocked. From a distance, it was dark within a radius of dozens of miles, blocked by ashes.

The power of this sword is so powerful that no wonder even the Fire Cloud Saint at the seventh level of the Golden Elixir Realm dare not snatch his edge lightly, and can only choose to defend.

The huge sky sword finally slashed the dragon-patterned true fire out of a hole and slashed towards the Fire Cloud Saint.

The light and flames surrounded him, and the ashes could not be stained with a trace of it. The face of the Fire Cloud Saint in the light and shadow was solemn, but there was no longer the previous shock.

He kept making magic tricks with his hands, forming a protective layer in front of him.

"Ding the Central Plains!"

The Huoyun Saint shouted in a low voice, but saw the magic tricks suddenly explode, and the phantom of a three-legged cauldron suddenly appeared, falling from the sky, onto the huge sky sword.

Fearlessly, the Heavenly Sword that cut through everything was actually suppressed by this phantom and could no longer move forward.

Such a great sword was still blocked.

The light and shadow dissipate, and the fireworks converge.

The Huoyun Saint stood in the void with a deep interest in his eyes: "Murong Wuqing, good name, good cultivation, good talent, and good means."

Murong Wuqing looked at him coldly without any expression.

"I will give you another chance to capture Shui Qingxuan and his daughter with me, and return to Xuanyuan Sect. I will accept you as my disciple." The murderous intent in the eyes of Saint Huoyun gradually dissipated. Looking at Murong Wuqing, he actually had a hint of appreciation.

Murong Wuqing sneered: "Saying this kind of thing over and over again. As a master at the seventh level of the Golden Elixir Realm, don't you feel ashamed?"

The Huoyun Saint was not angry and said, "I am just cherishing my talents. It would be a pity if you die here today with your talent."

Murong Wuqing took a deep breath, his face turned pale. The sword just now had exhausted all his spirit and strength, and he had no more energy to cut out even if it was only one of the tenth Wuqing Heavenly Swords just now.

"You are not qualified to be my master. Don't talk nonsense, just do it."

The Huoyun Saint raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice gradually became colder: "It seems that if you are determined to die, then I can only help you."

Murong Wuqing suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter rushed into the sky and echoed all over the fields. He turned around and bowed to Shui Qingxuan to the end.

"Madam Su, please let me know everything."

Ye Yun and others were stunned. They didn't know what he meant. Even the Holy Master Huo Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his expression changed drastically. He stared at Shui Qingxuan incredibly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Shui Qingxuan smiled slightly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and said softly: "You can see that you really have extraordinary eyesight. Now that things have come to this point, I will do that."

Upon hearing this, Su Hao felt a sense of determination in his wife's words, and his heart pounded wildly and said repeatedly: "Xuan'er, what do you want to do? Don't be impulsive."

He didn't know what Shui Qingxuan was going to do, nor how impulsive she would be, but there was a meaning of separation from life and death that suddenly appeared in his heart and enveloped him.

Shui Qingxuan smiled gently and said, "You and I have been a couple for nearly twenty years. This is my blessing. Now the blessing is over. In the future, you can protect your daughter and raise them for me."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Su Hao said angrily.

"Mom, what are you going to do?" Su Ling was stunned and rushed over. But she saw Shui Qingxuan wave her hand lightly, blocking her three feet away.

"Ling'er, you and your sister must live a good life, respect your father in the future, practice hard, and completely forget what you are today. Don't forget what I just said, remember it in your heart."

Shui Qingxuan's voice was soft, but there was a power that could not be violated. She suddenly turned and her gentle eyes turned into a splendor, like two sharp blades, directly shooting at the face of the Fire Cloud Saint.

"Mr. Huoyun, you probably guessed what I was going to do, yes, I just want to burn the demon soul and use the Great Demon Dot God Art."

The face of the Huoyun Saint changed drastically, and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

"You have not even successfully practiced the Great Demon's Divine Art. How can you use it? Do you think that burning the demon soul and exchanging the power of the body and the dead spirit can use it to display the Great Demon's Divine Art? Don't deceive yourself, stop quickly. As long as you promise to go back with me, I can not kill anyone."

Shui Qingxuan smiled sweetly and said lightly: "Mr. Huoyun, you still say such words. Don't you think it will be ridiculous? If I go back with you today, my husband and daughter will naturally go to Xuanyuan Sect to find me again. With their cultivation, wouldn't it be that the snails are shaking trees and destroying themselves? If you don't kill you today, how can this happen?"

The Huoyun Saint took two steps back and shouted, "Don't be impulsive. If you burn the demon soul, you will never have the chance to reincarnate again. From then on, you will completely disappear into the world and you will never have any chance."

Shui Qingxuan's face remained calm and calm: "Although it's a bit unwilling to let you go with me, there is no way. Since that's the case, you can just follow me."

The Huoyun Saint finally changed his expression completely, his eyes flashed with fear, and flames rose all over his body, and he was about to shoot towards the distance.

Shui Qingxuan sighed lightly and said, "Since I have decided, how can you leave?"

Her skirt was floating like a fairy, her bare hands slightly raised, and a little blue light flashed on the tips of her green onion fingertips.
Chapter completed!