At the same time, the movements in the yellow sand of thousands of miles also attracted the attention of many masters, and there were even True Lord level existences. Gu Qing and Feng Yu were all familiar with them, but when the scene of fighting appeared in their divine sense, some ancient existences were moved.

When Gu Qing held the darkness with his five fingers, a Zhenjun even exclaimed secretly.

In the distant Sumeru Temple, a Buddha sigh came from the Buddha.

"I'm afraid that it's just like that when I practice the Vajra Demon-Subduing Art to the highest point." A Taoist who was playing chess with the Merit Buddha under the Dragon Flower Tree said leisurely, and then he left a son and slaughtered the Merit Buddha's big dragon.

The Buddha of Merit did not care about the outcome of this game and said softly: "Yun Zhenjun's talent is still better than that of Gu Zhenjun. If you didn't get Yun Zhenjun, it is probably the biggest miss you have in the countless years."

Taoist actually came from Pure Yang Temple, one of the three holy places.

He smiled and said with a silence: "Fate has never been destined for a moment, and it is also the moving part of fate. The current situation in Qingyang is complicated and far better than the chess game you and me. Even if you practice to the point of yours and me, it is like an untied boat in the waves of the sea, and I don't know how to settle down in the future. This wonderful feeling has made me realize the wonderful charm of life again. Now I can only be happy and regretful."

The Buddha of Merit looked at the Taoist, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of luster, hidden with wisdom as deep as the sea of ​​abyss. He pulled the rosary in his hand and made an extremely crisp Buddha sound, which could easily save the souls of hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts.

The Buddha of Merit said leisurely: "If the Taoist can say this, it can be seen that half of his foot has stepped into Taiyi. This achievement has been counted until now, and the Qingyang Great Realm has been opened up."

The Taoist smiled without comment and said, "The distance between these half feet is thousands of mountains and rivers."

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At this time, every witch tribe has hope in his heart, but the longer the time, the less hope it will be.

Gu Qing did not show any signs of defeat from beginning to end.

Feng Yu's expression was cold and hard, like pig iron. The nameless ancient sword tirelessly emitted one sword light after another in his hand, and was finally taken over by the darkness held in Gu Qing's hand. The darkness was also firmly controlled by Gu Qing.

Gu Qing was like an insurmountable mountain across the mountain in front of the great witch Fengyu.

No matter how quiet the Great Witch Feng Yu was, he gradually felt that Gu Qing was invincible.

He did not notice any damage Gu Qing had at this time.

Feng Yu still did not give up. When he kept emitting sword lights, the power in his body condensed little by little, trying to make the last astonishing blow. An invisible vortex appeared around him, and the energy of heaven and earth, which radius of thousands of miles gathered into his body like a river returning to the sea.

The witch clan's affinity with the heaven and earth's vitality is fully demonstrated at this moment.

Even if the Taoist sect is united by man and nature, it is difficult to make the energy of heaven and earth so willingly be completely controlled by one person.

Feng Yu raised the nameless ancient sword and produced an extremely bright sword light, which was thousands of feet high and lasted for a lifetime.

And the sword light seemed to have become the only light source within a radius of thousands of miles.

Before this sword was released, the space kept shattering and collapsed, and the feeling of despair in the end of the world rippled in the yellow sand. Many people felt that this might be the strongest sword in the ground today.

A well-informed person already knows that Feng Yu has received an invitation from a sword meeting held by the Inner Demon Taoist Lord.

Just look at this sword, Feng Yu is really qualified to obtain a place in the Sword Club.

The inner demon Taoist Lord naturally had no mistakes in his vision.

At the same time, some powerful existences thought that from the beginning to the end, Gu Zhenjun did not show any earth-shaking sword skills. Although Gu Zhenjun is very powerful, his sword skills may not be qualified.

Some people even heard that the Heart Demon Taoist Lord invited Gu Zhenjun, who simply wanted to invite Yun Zhenjun, and then brought Gu Zhenjun with him.

At this time, Gu Qing's divine thoughts had reached the Divine Sword Peak of the Wanxiang Sect hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Gu Shaohua and Qi Huanzhen sensed Gu Qing's divine thoughts at the same time. Now Qi Huanzhen is the master of the Divine Sword Peak.

"Senior Brother Qi, Senior Brother Gu, borrow Jianfeng for use."

As soon as Gu Qing finished speaking, the Divine Sword Peak trembled inexplicably. The disciple in the mountain suddenly broke away from the Divine Sword Peak. The loess on the mountain instantly peeled off, revealing a towering giant sword.

Countless people in the Wanxiang Sect exclaimed. After living in the Wanxiang Sect for so long, they realized today that the Divine Sword Peak was actually a sword.

Gu Shaohua showed a hint of surprise, but Qi Huanzhen was not surprised at all.

As the peak master, he knew this secret.

But where did Gu Qing know?

"Master, why don't you need me?" Boy Wuchen's voice sounded in Gu Qing's heart.

Gu Qing responded in his heart: "You are the trump card, and you will take action at the most critical moment."

The towering giant sword disappeared in an instant, and Gu Qing whispered: "It's too hurtful sword, come out."

The Divine Sword Peak of the Wanxiang Sect is the magic sword Taishen Sword of the ancient Qingshan Sect.

In the sky of the world, Master Lu looked surprised, "How did he know?"

At the same time, the True Lords in the Sect all expressed doubts to Master Lu, and they didn't know about this.

Master Lu is biased.

This is a magic sword of spiritual treasure level, comparable to a true lord.

Seven extremely huge stars appeared above Gu Qing's head, shining brightly on the world.

The White Tiger Seven Kills!

If the disciples of the Divine Sword Peak are here, they can recognize that these seven stars emit the magical meaning of the Divine Sword Peak White Tiger Seven Killing Sword, but Gu Qing has already practiced this sword technique to the extreme.

The light of the stars hangs, condensed the innate magical meaning of the Great Way of Killing. Gu Qing is not the one who carries this magical meaning. A giant sword that looks like a mountain appeared in the void, absorbing the meaning of killing.

Only such a giant sword can withstand this terrifying murderous intent.

The giant sword ruthlessly slashed towards Feng Yu!

The sword light condensed by Feng Yu also faced the giant sword.

The unknown ancient sword made a tragic trembling sound.

Two towering sword lights finally intersected, and an invisible ripples spread out, and thousands of miles of yellow sand fell into strange silence, and the sand continued to sink.

The power generated by the collision of two sword lights actually tends to sink the continent.

The terrible battle between the immortal true king finally appeared.

An inexplicable force of Taoism bound the aftermath generated by the impact of two sword lights. It was the power of the heavenly way in Qingyang Realm that began to maintain the safety of the continent.

At the same time, a warning in the dark fell on Feng Yu and Gu Qing's heart.

The sword light disappeared, and the giant sword slashed the unknown ancient sword.

Feng Yu couldn't help but spew out witch blood.

The giant sword suddenly jumped up, like a giant dragon leaping across the void, looking down at the vast earth.

Gu Qing stepped on the hilt of the sword and stood in the wind, as if the sun and the moon could be controlled by him, and billions of stars were spinning for him. Gu Qing looked at the dispersed witch Fengyu, and whispered again: "Fellow Taoist, you are already very good."

The words seemed to be praising like a heavy sword. Feng Yu's original injury was aggravated again and he sprayed out another mouthful of blood. However, Feng Yu's gloom in his heart due to defeat also dissipated with the mouth of blood.
Chapter completed!