Qingyun Signed in for Three Hundred Years, and I Became a Peerless Sword Fairy

Now, the plan is about to be completed, and he seems to have seen that half of the origin is in front of him.

boom!

At this moment, on Zhenmo Peak not far from Tongtian Peak, a monstrous devilish energy suddenly erupted.

It seemed that they sensed the aura of the Scarlet Blood Old Demon and others, and all the demon leaders in Zhenmoyuan were excited.

For many years, they were trapped in the Zhenmoyuan, tortured by that perverted man day and night, and today finally a strong demon came to rescue them.

In the Demon Suppressing Abyss, countless demon heads began to crazily attack the Demon Suppressing Formation, and the demonic aura soared to the sky.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan are also completely desperate.

Seeing that the great formation protecting the mountain had been broken and the peerless devil descending on Tongtian Peak, their hearts were ashamed.

Suddenly, they saw the devilish energy rolling over Zhenmoyuan, and a figure suddenly appeared in their minds.

Jiang Feng!

Looking at Jiang Feng who never showed up, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan felt a glimmer of hope inexplicably.

If the speculation in their hearts all these years is true.

Maybe...

Qingyunmen can still be saved!

However, are the guesses in their hearts really accurate?

At this moment, Lin Qingxue also fell to the ground. Although she was not seriously injured, her mana was exhausted and she was extremely weak.

But when she saw the devilish energy emerging above Zhenmo Peak, she still struggled to get up and looked in the direction of Zhenmoyuan.

master!

Master is still there!

Looking at the devilish energy that enveloped Zhenmo Peak, Lin Qingxue felt worried.

But after thinking about it, all the ancestors of the demonic way came to Qingyunmen today.

I'm afraid no one can survive!

She looked in the direction of Zhenmo Peak, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes.

Master, Qingxue can only repay your kindness in the next life.

At this moment, Lin Qingxue was extremely unwilling. She hadn't become a great monk yet, and she didn't want to die yet.

However, in front of these peerless demons, even Patriarch Xuanmiao couldn't decide his fate, let alone her?

At this moment, all Qingyunmen disciples are already in despair.

Qingyunmen, catastrophe is approaching!

Zhenmo Peak, above the cliff.

"Ugh!"

Looking at the scene on Tongtian Peak, Jiang Feng sighed slowly, not paying any attention to Zhenmoyuan who was raging behind him.

after all……

Or I have to do it myself!

He stretched out his right hand and waved at the Zhuxian Sword not far away.

Buzz!

Immediately, the Immortal Execution Sword uttered a sword cry, and a bright sword light burst out from the sword body.

An extremely strong killing sword intent instantly came out from Zhenmo Peak and soared into the sky.

In the dark world, it seems that there is only this ray of sword light left.

The next moment, Jiang Feng flew directly into the void, took out the Purple Void Gourd, drank a sip of fine wine, stepped on the Immortal Execution Sword, and headed directly towards Tongtian Peak.

At the same time, he was still chanting words, and the mighty voice resounded through the sky and the earth.

This time, Jiang Feng didn't wear a mask, he just dressed up to attend.

Since he wanted to pretend, Jiang Feng pretended to be thorough, and let the name of Jiu Jianxian once again shock the entire comprehension world!

…………

"Xuan Miao, where is the other half of the origin, tell the truth, I will spare you!"

On Tongtian Peak, the red blood old devil looked at the weak Xuanmiao in front of him, and said with a grim smile.

"Origin! It turns out that you are here for the origin of the black-hearted old devil."

At this moment, Master Xuanmiao finally knew the purpose of these demon patriarchs attacking Qingyunmen.

Her face was pale, and she still looked at the red blood old devil indifferently: "If you want to seize the source, you are wishful thinking!"

"Don't say it, the deity has his own way to make you say it."

Hearing this, the red-blooded old devil smiled disdainfully. Dealing with these pedantic orthodox monks was his specialty.