The main peak of Mangdang Mountain is high and dangerous, and it penetrates into the sky. A white cloak follows the extremely steep cliff, like a phantom, but in the blink of an eye, it has reached the top.

The mountains are high and thousands of clouds gather together, the peaks are dangerous and the eagles are singing alone.

Li Chunqiu stood at the edge of the dangerous peak, and the Taoist rhyme flowed in his eyes. The Taoist text engraved on the mountain peak appeared, and thousands of Taoist patterns gathered in the ground.

This formation is not connected to the terrain, but is hidden in the thick fog and connected in all directions. Li Chunqiu's body was illusory, and he went along the formation patterns. Thousands of formation patterns passed through his figure, as if parallel to two worlds and disjointed each other.

Li Chunqiu's path of travel is very purposeful, because there was no secret to him in this life, but he was still cautious.

Following the weeds growing on the mountain peaks, the weeds in front of Li Chunqiu became increasingly rare, and all the vitality was gone. At the extreme of desolation, he saw thousands of pattern hooks combined.

A fierce sword, with strange bright red patterns spreading on the sword body, like a flow of blood from a human, murderous aura and murderous aura hidden in it, and a series of patterns are like chains locked on the hilt of the sword and the sword body, locking the evil sword firmly.

The chains were tight, as if they were restraining a giant beast that was about to escape.

This is a completely fierce sword, and it is also one of the reasons why the old man who "didn't care about the flood after I die" was able to kill the twelve immortals of the Immortal Sect. However, he was also frightened by this sword, and almost half of his life was lost.

"A good sword, it's just a bit fierce."

Li Chunqiu reached out and grabbed it in the void. The Taoist pattern bound by the bloody sword broke in an instant, like a thread that had been torn. The fierce aura burst out, sweeping all over the world, withering the weeds and flying sand and stones.

The black edge shines from above the highest peak, and the cold wind and mist of the mountains are blowing away.

………

On the main peak of Mangdang Mountain, an old man with white hair as snow was wrapped in black clothes, with a trace of black air wrapped around his body, like a maggot on his tarsal bones, tangled in his meridians, and the black silk threads even wrapped around his dantian golden elixir. The supposedly dazzling golden elixir was also covered with several layers of dim light.

The golden elixir was jumping in the dantian, as if he wanted to disperse the black air in it, but unfortunately it was useless.

The old man sighed and opened his eyes. His voice had a kind of charm that lamented the world.

"It seems that it is a fate. All those who get it will become their nourishment. No one is its sword master. Everyone is a sword slave, a slave serving the blood sacrifice. And I... are no exception. It is better to find a place to bury this evil sword underground."

Gu Hongzi had this thought, so he couldn't help but shake his head, Gu Hongzi, Gu Hongzi, you destroyed the immortal gate and forced all the way to hide. You should be the biggest devil in this world. When the sun is in the west, how can you always be a kind woman? In this world, there are more than tens of millions of people who die because of you. When you are compassionate, you should think about it.

"It turns out that people are about to die, and they are good at speaking. If they practice immortality and Taoism, they will still be a mortal."

"Buried, buried, buried, less trouble, I hope there will be no more people like the old man."

The old man picked up a sandalwood cane from the stone platform and stood up tremblingly, but his back was still straight.

It has always been the rule of his lineage. Since he decided to find a wilderness to bury "Fesheng", he should be as soon as possible. After he used the sword to kill the twelve immortals in the immortal sect, the sword became increasingly difficult to control, so it would be better to do it as soon as possible.

But just as Gu Hongzi just raised his sandalwood cane, a terrifying murderous intent came from afar.

He is so familiar with this murderous intent.

"who?"

The old man who was about to die just now turned into a phantom in an instant, but appeared beside Li Chunqiu for a moment.

Li Chunqiu's hand was on the hilt of the long sword full of bloodstains. The long sword fought against his Taoist law. The black air twisted in the void, dispersed into a twisted force field, which fluttered Li Chunqiu's belt.

The moment Gu Hongzi appeared, a ray of sandalwood-colored light rushed straight to Li Chunqiu. The next moment, the black gas gathered in Mangdang Mountain came towards the main peak of Mangdang Mountain in a crazily manner.

The waves of the Yin River roared, and the entire river surface bulged. The next moment, a black shadow rushed straight into the sky from under the river surface.

Above the vast sea of ​​clouds, Li Chunqiu used the power of the amnesty order to bind the evil sword called "Faisheng" with one hand, and blocked the black light with the other hand.

The aura was surging, the murderous intent was arbitrary, and the smoke and dust had not yet fallen, and the endless dead energy and the anger surged towards Li Chunqiu again.

Under the Yin River, the corpse that Gu Hongzi trained and Gu Hongzi had rushed to Li Chunqiu by taking advantage of the opportunity.

Li Chunqiu frowned. The sword was really extraordinary. The amnesty order in his hand was tightened three times again. Li Chunqiu held the sword in the void and responded with one hand.

The black air was wrapped around the body of the corpse, and countless curses and hostility were flowing. Under the guidance of Gu Hongzi, the corpse relied on the copper and iron bones and directly rushed to fist without any warning.

"boom!"

In an instant, the air in the space seemed to have been drained, and a huge fist magnified in front of Li Chunqiu's eyes amid the huge sonic boom.

Li Chunqiu also swung his fists to the opposite side. The two fists intersected, and the air exploded instantly. The huge force roared in the form of sound waves.

The corpse was directly flew out by Li Chunqiu, like a black stream of light heading towards the distance.

"boom!"

Li Chunqiu was directly smashed into the ground, gravel exploded and dust stormed.

Before Li Chunqiu could react, Gu Hongzi's sandalwood cane was wrapped around Mangdang Mountain and smashed it down.

"boom!"

The entire Mangdang Mountain seemed to shake, and countless huge rocks fell from the peaks, splashing countless huge waves in the Yin River.

In the Yin River, the lonely soul and resentful ghost roared and whispered.

On the long sky, Gu Hongzi and Ba corpse almost turned into two streams of light, constantly falling in alternatingly, and taking advantage of the gap in Li Chunqiu's suppression of the "Faisheng" sword and severely injured him.

Although Gu Hongzi is not as good as before, he is the number one devil in the world, and he is the unparalleled evil man who suppresses the immortal path in the world. In addition, the terrifying corpse that was raised by the flesh and blood of the twelve immortal masters of the Immortal Sect and cultivated with the technique of raising Gu, Li Chunqiu was suppressed and had no way to fight back for a while.

On Mangdang Mountain, the air burst out with a loud bang, and the sound of explosions continued, just like God was constantly tapping the mountain with his big hands.

"boom!"

The main peak of Mangdang Mountain capsized in an instant, and three streams of light flowed among the peaks. Li Chunqiu pressed on the hilt of the sword, and his heart formed an order of pardon out of thin air, and he printed it on the hilt of the sword word by word. The murderous aura of "Faisheng" was inspiring and he resisted unwillingly.

From time to time, mountains around were overturned, and rocks fell down almost filled the Yin River. Tens of thousands of ghosts roared, like a mourning cry.

Gu Hongzi seemed to find that this could not help Li Chunqiu. He reached out to make seals in the void and escaped, leaving only the corpse becoming more and more fierce and fearless, and his punch was like shaking the mountain and breaking the moon.

After losing Gu Hongzi's suppression, Li Chunqiu responded to the pressure of the corpse and dropped sharply. He looked up at Gu Hongzi. He knew that Gu Hongzi was going to use something to the bottom of the box, but he did not stop him. He wanted to see the real trump card of this big devil.

After Gu Hongzi left the battlefield, he gently patted his palm on the sandalwood cane. The cane instantly shattered inch by inch, and a fairy sword was revealed.

Gu Hongzi looked at the immortal sword with an indescribable expression. Does anyone know that he, the number one devil in the world, was once one of the three thousand sword immortals in the world.

Hanging a sword to slay demons and slay demons thousands of miles away was his best method.

Gu Hongzi pointed his finger above the fairy sword, and the fairy sword instantly soared into the sky, hanging its sword in the sky, and in the sandalwood cane, it seemed that it had accumulated a thousand momentum.

"Out of the sheath, cut it!"

Gu Hongzi turned his fingers and swung his fingers down suddenly.

The fairy sword in the air burst out of its sheath, turned in the air, and accumulated the momentum of a thousand blades, swept out like a river.

Something seemed to be broken in the void.

The white hair is as white as snow, and the childish face is not old, but it really looks like a demon who is a demon.
Chapter completed!