Yuxiang

"Big Dipper. The Dipper Turns and the Stars Move!"

"Big Dipper. Sparks start a prairie fire!"

Murong Xianxian urged the flying sword, and the colorful sword light swept towards Linjian like a prairie fire.

Clang!Clang!Clang!

The scale sword shot out a series of sword lights, forming a curtain of swords covering the sky, blocking the colorful sword energy.

Huijiao Taisui urged the scale sword with all his strength, and did not dare to slack off... Just as some practitioners guessed, how difficult it is to cultivate the immortal sword body, the scale sword is only the initial stage of the immortal sword body, there is no way at all Repeated regeneration, if it is destroyed by Murong Xianxian again, it will really hurt.

The two confronted each other.

It would be a lie to say no regrets.Hui Jiao Taisui didn't expect that not only his magical powers and physical strength would be suppressed, but also the Zhou Tian Sword Formation, which he believed to be his trump card, would also be suppressed. If it wasn't for the regenerative ability of the flying sword itself, I am afraid that this set of flying swords, which took him endless painstaking efforts to refine, would also be suppressed. Lost, seeing the fierce attack of Murong Xianxian's sword array at this moment, it is a little timid.

"Hui Jiao Taisui's sword array is indeed mysterious, but he doesn't seem to have fully exerted the power of the sword array, and the material of the flying sword itself is not as good as Fairy Murong's flying sword, I'm afraid Hui Jiao Taisui is doomed." Xue Yun Falcon said.

The two-headed python shook its head, and said: "It's too early to say, Huijiao Taisui is a Mahayana monk and the future heir of Tianjiao Palace. No matter in which respect, he is not weaker than Fairy Murong. Being restrained, how do you know that there are no other cards?"

"Indeed, I heard that the body of Huijiao Taisui has been soaked in dragon's blood, and it hasn't been fully refined yet." The golden-haired ape said.

"Is that woman with gluttonous blood so terrifying? Even the future successors of the Tianjiao Palace are at a disadvantage!" Several monks from the Jiao clan who had a good relationship with the Tianjiao Palace whispered... Strictly speaking, the gray flood dragon Tai Sui had already lost, he was a majestic Mahayana monk repeatedly suppressed by Murong Xianxian, no matter what strength he relied on, suppression was suppression.However, the two sides are not competing in martial arts. Although there is no life and death document, if there is a chance, the other party will definitely not hesitate to make a killer.Everyone knows it.

All over the sky, the light of the sword faded away, Hui Jiao Taisui knew that the scale sword was not as good as the Big Dipper Seven Swords, and he was not yet proficient at Zhou Tian Sword Formation, so he couldn't compare with Murong Xianxian's Big Dipper Sword Art.So he simply withdrew the scale sword.

Murong Xianxian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, although Huijiao Taisui's Zhou Tian Sword Formation has not been fully displayed, but she is proficient in sword formation, and she has learned a lot about the strengths of other schools in the art of formation, so there are quite a lot of essences in it Comprehend, and take advantage of this opportunity to silently comprehend, so as not to miss the opportunity.

boom!

A burst of tragic and strange evil spirit suddenly appeared, surging in all directions, even though they were far apart, those monks still felt trembling.There is a feeling of fleeing.It was as if a ferocious ghost had escaped from the prison of the underworld, came to the world of heaven, and started endless killing.

"This is……"

Everyone looked in amazement... In front of Hui Jiao Taisui, a purple flying sword appeared.There is a hazy purple thirsty flower floating on it, which is very strange and frightening, and that tragic breath is exactly what it emits.

"It's the Underworld Demon Sword!"

Many people turned pale and exclaimed, and some low-level monks simply turned their heads and left, apparently extremely afraid of this flying sword.

This weapon made of rare purple metal exudes a strange murderous aura.It makes everyone who senses it creepy and can't help feeling afraid.

"It's really the Netherworld Devil Sword! It's the magic treasure that the old palace master of Tianjiao Palace got when he was young."

"That's right, it is indeed the Demon Sword of the Underworld. After the old palace master of the Tianjiao Palace got it, he sacrificed it with a secret method, held it in all directions, and killed endlessly. The bones piled up like a mountain, and I don't know how many monks of the two races of humans and demons were taken away by it. life!"

The murderous purple flying sword soared into the sky, and the sword body shone with a strange metallic luster, like an ancient fierce beast that had just been released, choosing to devour it.

"I didn't expect that. The master of Tianjiao Palace actually gave this magic weapon to Huijiao Taisui to use!" Someone sighed.

"It's not that easy. With Huijiao Taisui's strength, it is not an easy task to fully activate the Netherworld Demon Sword." Someone asserted.

The Netherworld Demon Sword is the magic weapon that the old master of the Tianjiao Palace relies on to rule the world. It is definitely at the level of a fairy weapon, and the demonic prohibition on it has not been erased, and its power is terrifying.Tianjiao Palace Master handed over his inheritance magic weapon to Huijiao Taisui, which undoubtedly declared his heir status.

Gray Jiao Taisui stands proudly in the sky, his eyes are like a halberd, and his iron-gray hair flutters, forming a stark contrast with the purple flying sword. The two strong killing intents converge and merge, like a huge wave emptying the air, stirring up thousands of powers.

And behind him, the figure of a blue dragon appeared hovering, making him extremely terrifying. His vigorous body possessed a wild and murderous aura.

hum!

Murong Xianxian also put away the flying sword, and brought out the Great Compassion Mirror... The mirror swelled against the storm, and suddenly turned into a meter, floating above Murong Xianxian's head.

This treasure mirror is simple and natural, and the whole magic weapon exudes a peaceful brilliance without the slightest smell of fireworks.Under the mirror, the auspicious light circulated, and six golden characters appeared, and the six-color light rain fell down, forming a six-color light curtain around Murong Xianxian's body, and a six-color lotus platform was formed under his feet.

The burly gray Jiao Taisui, with fluttering hair, exudes a wild and unrestrained aura. The Huangquan Demon Sword suspended in mid-air suddenly shot forward, and a tragic evil spirit surged over the sky and covered the earth.

boom!

The void vibrated, as if it was about to be torn apart by this magic sword. The evil spirit seemed to be real, majestic as a mountain, and made people creepy, like an ancient beast, showing its minions.

Murong Xian is as quiet as a virgin, not disturbed at all, and the Great Compassion Mirror on his head emits bursts of Sanskrit singing, like thousands of eminent monks singing together.As soon as the evil spirit came to her, it was blocked by the light curtain and could not affect her.

laugh!laugh!laugh……

The Huangquan Demon Sword is extremely sharp, and the purple sword light cuts out tiny space cracks in the void, and terrifying waves surge like a vast ocean.

At this moment, Murong Xianxian finally moved. She had the ancient mirror of great compassion on her head, and her feet were on the lotus platform. She had a graceful fairy posture, raised her right hand, flicked her index finger slightly, and suddenly a golden rune flew out. Immediately the rune flickered and turned into A boulder slammed violently at the Demonic Sword of Huangquan.

when!

The boulder smashed on the Demon Sword of Huangquan, making a sound that made the scalp tingle and the eardrums tingle. The sound pierced the stone and cracked the clouds, and it lasted for a long time.

boom!

As if enraged, the evil spirit emanating from the Netherworld Demon Sword became more and more fierce. The boulder suddenly shattered, and the whole flying sword suddenly had life.

woo~~

The purple light rose, and a weeping whistling sound came from the sword body, the flying sword turned into a phantom, and slashed towards Murong Xianxian swiftly.

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