The Ultimate Sword Master

Zhongzhou.

As the black sword disappeared, Piro's body completely disintegrated.

boom!

boom!

The divine blood was extremely heavy, and coupled with the blood rain that continued to fall from the sky, the entire Zhongzhou was smashed into pits and turned into a crimson red, just like a Shura battlefield!

"Dead...dead?"

"That god is dead!"

"Finally... finally survived!"

"..."

The edge of Zhongzhou.

With Piro's death, the haze that enveloped the cultivators completely dissipated!

In silence.

I don’t know who is taking the lead.

Everyone bowed down again and bowed deeply to this supremely powerful man whose name no one knew, feeling grateful in their hearts for his life-saving grace!

…

"This senior."

Yan Qi stared blankly at the sky, "Is he still alive?"

"Old man!"

The fat man seemed to have vaguely guessed something. He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were blood red. "Thank you... for avenging my ancestor!"

…

Western Desert.

Inside the God-killing Formation.

"God King Piro...is dead?"

There was a hint of horror in the three eyes of the head, "That man...how could he still be so powerful!"

Believe it or not.

Piro's death is a fact.

While he was terrified, he was also a little happy in his heart.

If the person who listened to Yuntu earlier did not summon Piro here, but escaped by himself, he was afraid that he would be the one who died now...

"That's it!"

Turn around.

He stopped thinking about it.

He understood better than anyone else that if Piro died, Yun Jian would definitely not be able to survive in his current state!

"The serious trouble is over!"

"The Xuantian Sword Sect is completely destroyed!"

"I just need to accumulate my magical power, and I will be able to get out of trouble one day!"

"By then..."

A cold light shot out from his three eyes, "Without this great enemy, no one can stop me!"

Think of this.

He slowly closed his three eyes and slowly accumulated his magical power.

compared with him.

Piro's death almost completely destroyed Yuntu's faith!

"die……"

He stared at Zhongzhou, his face pale.

"died?"

"The gods are invincible, how can they die..."

puff!

Half the story.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura continued to slip.

His strength.

Most of them come from Piro.

Piro was dead, so he was naturally greatly affected. Although it was not as serious as the previous bloodline of the ancestral dragon being drained, his cultivation still fell from the peak of the Ascension Realm to the Feathering Realm.

not far away.

Gu Han's expression was dazed, and his heart was filled with sadness.

"senior……"

"Xiaoyun!"

boom!

The five-color divine light on Chongming's body instantly rose up, directly shaking away Yuntu's big hand, and suddenly flew away in the direction of Zhongzhou!

Keng!

Keng!

Also at this time!

Two streams of light streaked across the sky, one black and one white, and they landed at Gu Han's feet in an instant!

Two swords!

Compared with before.

The black sword did not change at all. The sword trembled slightly, and a sad emotion continued to spread to Gu Han's heart. However, the red dust sword lost its previous magic, and its light was dim. The snow-white sword was full of crisscrossing cracks, as if gently It looks like it will shatter when touched.

Looking at the half-cut Red Dust Sword.

Gu Han clenched his fists instantly.

Also at this time.

A corner of a transparent figure, seemingly wearing white clothes, flashed out of the Hongchen Sword!

"senior!"

Although he didn't see the whole picture, Gu Han still recognized it.

That figure.

It's Yun Jiansheng!

In other words... it's his obsession!

He wanted to see her, but he was afraid that seeing her would destroy the last glimmer of hope in her heart, so he held back. That was why this obsession was born, and he also preserved the last thought in his heart. .

One day.

Gu Han went to Xuantian Territory.

He might have a chance... to catch a glimpse of her from a distance.

"Xiaoyun..."

Chongming fell down and his tone was extremely sad.

far away.

While a few people were not paying attention, Yuntu quietly recovered his human form and fled away!

At this moment, he only has the cultivation level of the Feathering Realm, and he also knows very well how much Feng Xi and others hate him. If the two of them join forces again, even if they are seriously injured, there is a great chance of killing him.

Not to mention.

The reason why the Five Realms have become like this is because of him. If his identity is exposed, it will surely lead to endless pursuit!

He is in the Five Realms.

There is no room for it anymore!

run!

Run to the forbidden area, the fewer people there, the better. As long as you can escape this time, there is hope of making a comeback. If one god can't do it, you can summon two or three gods... you can definitely destroy them!

Think of this.

He was faster.

See it.

Feng Xi gritted her teeth and started to catch up, but she was the most seriously injured, and it was difficult to even stand up, let alone chase Yun Ao.

"Sister!"

Gu Han stopped her and handed her a storage ring.

"You heal first."

"I'll go after him!"

Thinking that in one day, several elders he respected had died because of Yun Tu, his eyes turned red again.

"Don't kill Yun Tu!"

"I will never come back!"

Before leaving.

He didn't forget the old monk either.

Please ask Feng Xi to return the old monk's body to Tianlong Temple.

He carefully put away the half of the Red Dust Sword, held the black sword in his hand, and swallowed a large amount of extraordinary substances. He endured the pain of the soul being torn apart and the body collapsing, forced his cultivation to run, and chased in the direction where Yuntu fled!

"I'll go too!"

The five-colored divine light on Chongming's body turned, and he followed.

"Ji Ye swears!"

"I must kill this bastard!"

Station.

Feng Xi was silent.

She didn't look away until Gu Han and Chongming left her sight.

Junior brother.

Definitely!

You must help me kill him!

The storage ring left by Gu Han has a lot of extraordinary substances, but for the Saint Realm cultivators, especially for her, the injuries on the flesh are easy to deal with, and the damage to her soul... is more difficult. Otherwise, with her temperament, if she is not too seriously injured, how can she give up chasing Yuntu?

After a while.

Her cultivation recovered a little, and she gritted her teeth and came to the two balls of light again.

Buzz.

The Dragon Seal and Dragon Mirror were both ownerless at this moment. They sensed the breath of the First Phoenix on Feng Xi's body, trembled slightly, and emitted two soft lights, rubbing her cheeks intimately.

At this moment.

Feng Xi's strongness in her bones was no longer there, and tears fell like rain.

...

The edge of the Western Desert.

The body of the old monk was still there. Although he had been dead for a long time, his face was still kind, and there was still a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

At this time.

An ancient evil will, wrapped in a ball of flesh and blood, fell in front of him.

"Hehe..."

An inexplicable strange laugh sounded, and the flesh and blood squirmed instantly, and in a moment it turned into the appearance of a young monk.

His eyes were dark.

His face was full of evil and madness.

Except for the bald head and the monk's robes on his body, he had nothing to do with monks.

Wuxin!

Although he was not dead, the will of the Immortal Emperor was certainly not a trivial one. Even though he was not deliberately targeted at him, under the suppression of the residual power of that will, his cultivation had fallen to the bottom, and he was only at the level of Tongqiao Realm.

"Master."

His dark eyes approached the old monk, and he laughed strangely.

"You... are actually dead? Tsk tsk, it's almost what I thought, you are too pedantic! You have a lot of cultivation, but you are controlled by others everywhere because of your so-called mercy. This is a cocoon for yourself! Hehe... You suppressed me for more than a hundred years. Today, I am completely free!"

"You said."

He stretched out his hand.

It instantly fell on the old monk.

"The flesh is just a shell, it doesn't matter at all. Now that you are dead, for the sake of our many years of master-disciple relationship, I will help you return to dust and earth!"

"From today!"

He said excitedly.

"I will..."

Boom!

The words were not finished.

A milky white flame suddenly rose from the body of the old monk!

However.

This flame was not lit unintentionally,

"Master... is not dead?"

His face changed slightly.

Even though he had completely turned into a demon, he had followed the old monk for more than a hundred years, and the influence of the old monk on him was deep in his bones, and it could not be eliminated in a short time!

The old monk did not answer.

The body turned into a wisp of ash at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Boom!

The Buddha's flame was so strong that it completely enveloped him in an instant!

"Ah!"

He roared in pain.

"Master... you tricked me!"