The misery begins with the sinner

Chapter 27 Beacon Fire Illusion
The wind and sand blow the vines, just like the wind and rain coming from distant mountains.

Beyond the tide of saints, a mountain rain is about to come.

I only heard Kuangba's poem trumpet resounding through the sky.

"Thousands of demons will come to visit you, which will last forever; the thunder of the wind will shake your seat, and there will be endless calamities."

The King's Black Emperor descended from the sky, and when he raised his hand, a huge demonic atmosphere shook the world, and all the demons in Youdu came out.

With just a shocking explosion, the tide of saints' boundary-protecting formation collapsed completely.

Immediately, the masters of the three religions and Xie Fengdi came out. With good and evil confronting each other, war was about to break out.

"The monsters are waiting for you to fall into their traps."

When the Confucian Master's words fell to the ground, the Buddha's light bloomed brightly, and the Four Noble Truths were divided into two parts in an instant, separating the opponents.

Within the boundary of suffering, Jie Fengdi and Zuo Biboluo faced off against the Black Emperor of Youdu, one-on-two.

And in the Realm of Destruction, the headmaster of Buddhism and Confucianism and the Jade Buddha faced off against the fierce generals of Youdu such as the Demon Queen Jiejin.

Two battlefields exploded instantly!
"You don't want immortality under the demon Xie Fengdi, so I'll let you and the three religions get reincarnated under the demon in the near future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Emperor displayed his supreme magic power. He raised his palm majestically, and with a strong pressure that sliced ​​away the skin and bones, he killed Jie Feng and Dy from all directions.

Jie Fengdi rotated his body to absorb the Qi, and absorbed all the wind pressure, and the Qilin Holy Qi appeared around his body.

Zanbi Boluo seized the opportunity and attacked Junlin Black Emperor.

Jie Fengdi's body is walking in the Eight Diagrams and the confusing steps, guiding the earth's energy to flow out and fight against it;

However, the demonic power is overbearing, and even if the two of them work together, it is difficult to resist.

The devil's wind shrouded the world, and the monarch's power was unstoppable. In order to delay, Jie Fengdi's two swords were of one color, and Zanbi Boluo's sword was two styles. They had a tacit understanding of attack, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.

And in the realm of destruction, the Jade Buddha and others are a pair of demon generals from the nether world, and the power of good and evil shows each other.

"Let's go to hell together!"

Just listen to the sound of fighting behind the Jie Jin ghost, and the beacon fire suddenly opens.

"dream!"

Dao Sect Headmaster Chong Yuzhi stepped forward as he shouted angrily.

The first confrontation with fierce strength is like a dust storm.

Without hesitation, he raised and lowered his palms, and in an instant, there was another confrontation, forcing the soul to die.

I saw Abi Lie's sickle sweeping furiously, destroying the sky and breaking the earth; Ying Wuqian's energy was calm and his momentum was stable, avoiding heavy blows and making light ones.

Just as the roar of fighting raged outside the tide of saints, deep inside the Shuguang Gilded Pagoda, the Buddhist monks were on tight alert, guarding the Demonic Sword trapped inside.

Suddenly, several cold arrows came at extremely fast speeds. The monks did not react hastily and immediately returned to the west.

Immediately, a step quietly entered, trying to capture the Demonic Sword.

"He is indeed here!"

In the Shuguang Gil Tower, the mysterious man was close to the magic sword. The Four Dharma Lords appeared to block the barrier.

"Donor, please come back!"

The mysterious man replied calmly: "Don't Buddhists find it boring?"

When the defense line was broken, the mysterious guest drew his bowstring and shot out four arrows at the same time. The cold light was sharp and threatening.

Seeing this, the four Buddhas moved the four energies of earth, water, fire and wind to respond. The Buddha was majestic and each displayed miraculous powers.

Just when the Tide of Saints war was in full swing, they were far away in the nine heavens.

The sword turned into light and was about to rush to the battlefield.

Suddenly, the awe-inspiring sword energy shot up into the sky and struck the sword within easy reach.

Something unexpected happened, and Wuxia left his body in an instant. He blocked his sword and his body fell straight down.

The moment he landed, before he could react, the surrounding space suddenly changed. In the blink of an eye, he was already in a familiar space.

The beacon fire fills the sky, and the golden crow hangs in the west. It is actually the most familiar beacon fire illusion ever.

All his skills were suddenly reduced by 30%, and it was difficult to use his full strength.

"I didn't expect you to come so quickly. It seems I was slapped in the face!"

A familiar scene, with the sword close at hand and knowing the danger today. I have never seen a ghost chess master take action against me.

While he was concentrating and on guard, Wu Xian held his hand tighter.

"You seem to be stronger than before!"

The cold and ruthless words were filled with chilling murderous intent and were extremely oppressive. Hate Wufeng came holding an evil sword and stepping on the beacon fire.

"It's such a waste to stop moving forward!" The sword was so close that his eyebrows froze, and the long sword pointed at the Hatred Peak in the distance, and he said lightly: "What? Are you alone? Since we are here, why don't you show up together?"

"That's right! That's right! As expected of the person chosen by the Ghost to raise the sword! He has courage and wisdom, but do you think you can avoid death by returning the holy sword to the Confucian sect?"

As the words fell, the beacon fire illusion changed again, the black hole in space opened, and a river of scarlet blood spread out.

A man on the river, with blood on his feet, waved his fan calmly, and accompanied the poem.

"When the country's mountains and rivers enter the war map, how can the people live in peace? If you rely on the king, don't talk about the matter of making a marquis. One general's achievements will lead to thousands of bones drying up."

With the arrival of the ghost chess master, an unprecedented murderous intention enveloped the surrounding areas, making the sword close at hand and the heart sinking.

Secretly eliciting a stream of pure holy energy from his Dantian and activating it, the original injury recovered quickly as the holy energy merged into it.

"You can make the Ghost take action twice personally. As a chess piece, you are very good!"

"I thought that you would focus on the Holy Sword to buy myself time, but it seems that I did miscalculate!

I just don’t know why you set up the formation here? "

"Hahaha!" The ghost chess master smiled disdainfully and said proudly: "Death is in front of me, but I still want to delay time. You are good enough, and it doesn't matter if you die to understand.

The outcome of the battle between the three religions and Youdu has already been determined.

Qin Jiaxian was able to bring you the news, but it was also controlled by the ghost. The ghost was thinking very hard for you. Are you ready to die? "

"So that's it! I did make a miscalculation! But have you ever thought that I am also waiting for you to show up?" A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the sword was close at hand and the sharp sword intent around him did not trigger it, and said: "The holy sword has been returned, but I want to To wash away the sins of my single-handed offender, I need to borrow your head. As everyone knows, I'm waiting for you too!"

"Ha! Is it just you who is so sharp and sharp? Or maybe Mu Lingfeng, who is left behind by you, is not enough!"

"What if we add Fa Ru?"

The sword is very close to the ground, the ghost chess master's feather fan is shaking slightly, and Hen Wufeng immediately swipes his sword down, and in an instant he is at the side of the sword very close to the sword.

Having been prepared for a long time, Wu Xia blocked the sword with a horizontal stroke. The sword was close at hand and he tapped lightly. While his body was retreating, Wu Xia spun the Snow Sword Style quickly and came out as he pleased.

At the same time, he said provocatively: "Are you in a hurry?"

"No one who the ghost wants to kill can escape!"

The ghost chess master's feather fan carries the power of wind and thunder and kills instantly.

No time to hold on tight, and at the moment when the ghost chess master is defeated, the life-threatening knife also comes at the same time.

One against two, the sword is close at hand, and I know the danger is high, but I dare not take it lightly, and the sword moves are endless.

The body is constantly rotating, using all its strength to create an extreme battle.

Hate Wufeng's sword is powerful and unpredictable, and the ghost chess master's feather fan is treacherous and powerful.

The two of them joined forces and exchanged only a few moves, but the sword was already red at a glance.

"If this continues, I'm going to be in trouble! It seems I can't keep it!"

Under unprecedented pressure, Jian Chuanchi decided not to hold back any longer.

Wandao Senluo operates at its peak, and the unparalleled sword power emerges from the body. The body shape turns into a puff of green smoke, and the power spreads out in all directions, impacting in all directions.

Countless swords flew like a storm.

Flying all over the sky, the sword is as powerful as a net, it is unrivaled and it is a spectacle.

When the two ghost chess masters saw this, they immediately escaped.

"Today, I will witness my sword with your blood!"

As he spoke, a burst of energy and blood that seemed to come from the wilderness erupted, like smoke, hovering around the sword.

"Senluo Wandao Sword is unified!"

The four swords merged into one, and Wuxia turned into a giant sword of a hundred feet. The sword was just a few steps away, and it jumped into the sky for nine days.

Mr. Sen's sword pierced through the clouds and sky, heading straight towards the Ghost Chess Master and Henwu Feng.

The overwhelming power of Mount Tai, the extremely condensed sword power, fell with one sword.

Even though the ghost chess master could reach the sky, he was knocked back dozens of feet and was trapped in the dust up to his ankles.

And Hen Wufeng saw red on the spot. The tiger's mouth cracked in the hand holding the knife. The evil knife in his hand was flying with red lin, and he was already injured.

The strike was successful, the sword was close at hand and the figure split into two parts. Facing the two of them, the sky was filled with sword lights and sword shadows, flooding the integration space.

Intertwined with the clanging sound is a chapter of the Ultimate Sword.

(End of this chapter)