To put it mildly, it is called ghost fairy.

It's not even a ghost if it sounds bad!

"When death is imminent, you still dare to speak boldly~!"

The patriarchs were furious, and the attack was even more terrifying!

Su Li just smiled coldly and didn't say any more nonsense.

And pointed to the sword as it cut towards the sky.

hum!

A crisp sword cry overwhelmed all the sounds in the world.

in the eyes of the public.

A mysterious and mysterious, incomparably gorgeous sword light.

The sword energy instantly soared, soaring into the sky, reaching thousands of feet, like a galaxy piercing the sky.

A vast sword energy emerged from the long river.

Every sword qi exudes a terrifying sword intent, causing time and space to shatter and tremble.

Within tens of miles of Longhu Mountain, countless long swords trembled, as if they were in fear or worship.

The long river of sword energy rushed up to the nine heavens, shattering all the offensives in an instant, and then unabated the castration and slashed at the ancestors of Longhu Mountain.

"what?!"

"not good!"

"This thief!"

The patriarchs of all ages looked terrified, they never imagined that Su Li's sword would be so terrifying!

They all tried their best to resist Su Li's sword!

But Su Li's sword can cut the sky and destroy the earth!

Not to mention these mere ghosts!

Just for a moment.

Dozens of Patriarchs of Longhu Mountain were chopped off by the sword with a scream and turned into a little bit of starlight.

From a distance, it looks like raindrops falling from the sky.

The sword beheaded the immortal like rain falling.

In the Patriarch Hall, the tablets of the Patriarchs of the past dynasties were instantly torn apart.

There is only the last one left, which is placed alone on the highest tablet.

"This......."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was stunned.

Even with his energy-raising skills, he couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

"Qingfeng, you...friend, what level is it?!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng also shook his head in shock.

She also didn't understand what level Su Li had reached.

All I know is that Su Li has never been defeated so far.

Invincible word.

It is most suitable for Su Li.

"how is this possible?!"

Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao were shocked and frightened.

His eyes were full of fear.

He staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

That's not a patriarch.

Instead, dozens of ancestors of past dynasties joined forces!

Can't even stop him?

Instead, he was chopped off by a sword? !

Is this still human? !

"Don't panic, there is still the patriarch who didn't make a move!" Zhao Huangchao said suddenly.

Although the voice was a little trembling, it was much calmer than before.

Zhao Xuansu was stunned, and blurted out: "Yes, yes, yes, the patriarch will definitely be able to suppress this devil!"

Although dozens of patriarchs died.

But the patriarch Zhao Xuanji hadn't made a move yet.

Zhao Xuanji is the founder of Longhu Mountain.

According to legend, it has been inherited by real immortals and created the lineage of Longhu Mountain.

The swordsmanship has become the king's hand, and there are dragons to kill dragons.

Whether it is Taoism or swordsmanship, they are all the best in the world.

After leaving the orthodoxy, he ascended in the daytime and left as a flying fairy.

It is the existence that has really obtained the fruit of the Dao.

Although there are amazingly talented people among the ancestors of the past dynasties, no one can surpass Zhao Xuanji in terms of strength.

The true spirit left by Zhao Xuanji is also far more than other patriarchs.

"Um?!"

Su Li was also a little surprised.

Dozens of Longhushan Patriarchs were beheaded by Zhantian and Swordsmanship.

But there was still one Taoist left.

That Taoist lives above the nine heavens.

Wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe, wearing a lotus flower Xuantian crown, holding a dust whisk in his hand, he has the bones of a fairy, and there is a round of divine light behind him.

With just a flick of the whisk, the sword energy that touched him disappeared.

The figure of this Taoist also dimmed slightly.

But he didn't fall like other Taoists.

This Taoist has a calm face and a smile on his mouth, but he is not as aggressive as other Longhushan Patriarchs.

"The poor Taoist Zhao Xuanji is the first generation patriarch of Longhu Mountain. My little friend can behead my disciples of all generations, which shows that his strength is extraordinary and refined, and he is a talent in the immortal way!"

Zhao Xuanji said calmly, without a trace of sullenness.

He is the patriarch of Longhu Mountain, who was already a thousand years ago.

What a vision and mind.

This true spirit was left behind just to protect Longhu Mountain when there was a crisis.

But Zhao Xuanji didn't insist on whether or not Longhu Mountain could be protected.

After all, there is nothing eternal between heaven and earth.

Zhao Xuanji cultivated the Dao of Heaven, so he naturally understood this truth.

It just depends on the fate of future disciples.

If Longhu Mountain was destroyed by someone, that would be fate.

Moreover, the ancestors of the past that Su Li beheaded.

He was already a dead person, or he was just a true spirit left behind after flying away.

However, Su Li was going to fight Longhu Mountain after all, so Zhao Xuanji had to make a move, and immediately shouted:

"々. It's a pity that today I am an enemy of Longhushan, my little friend, dare to take the sword of the poor?!"

"Why don't you dare, you just do it!" Su Li said loudly.

Except for Zhao Xituan, everyone in Longhushan is a shameless person who is greedy for profit.

This patriarch has a good bearing.

No wonder it was able to establish a sect and establish a thousand-year orthodoxy in Longhu Mountain.

"Good!" Zhao Xuanji's eyes flashed a flash of appreciation.

Then with a wave of fingers, a mysterious arc was drawn in the void.

Countless sword qi suddenly emerged, lingering around Zhao Xuanji, and condensed into a phantom of a huge golden sword.

The golden giant sword is densely covered with runes, exuding a mysterious and terrifying sword intent, splitting the void inch by inch.

Countless purple lightning bolts descended from the sky, condensing into purple lotus flowers beside the golden giant sword.

Looking around, there are thousands of them.

Every purple lotus contains a thunderbolt.

"This sword is called the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Demon Repelling Sword! It was created by Pindao to slay demons and eliminate demons. Although there are very few people in the world who can catch Pindao's sword, there are very few people. Be careful, little friend." Zhao said. Xuanji reminded.

The voice fell.

The golden giant sword fell, the purple lotus bloomed, and the power of countless thunder poured out instantly, and the lightning interweaved like a waterfall, densely covering the entire sky.

The terrifying vision made Xuanyuan Jingcheng and the others stop breathing.

Can't help but get nervous.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's tightly clenched palms were also sweating.

Su Li had already been enveloped by the thunder waterfall, and was about to be struck by the golden giant sword.

A clear drink resounded through the world!

"Cut the sky and draw the sword!"

boom!

A sword intent that surpassed everything (of Wang Hao) swept out from Su Li's body.

The brilliant sword light instantly drowned everything, making it difficult for everyone to look directly at it.

An incomparably huge sword energy, with a domineering and boundless momentum, cuts the sky and destroys the earth.

Slashing the sky-filled thunder waterfall and the golden giant sword, and smashing it on Zhao Xuanji's body, even tore open a huge hole like a scar in the sky behind him.

boom!

A deafening explosion.

Terrible energy fluctuations swept in all directions like a tsunami.

Countless peaks of Longhu Mountain were impacted, and all of them were broken and collapsed, rocks collapsed into the sky, and smoke and dust rose.

Inherited for thousands of years, after many repairs by the Liyang Dynasty, the resplendent Tianshi Mansion also collapsed in this instant and turned into ruins.

Many disciples of Tianshifu were buried in the ruins or were seriously injured before they could escape.

Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao also vomited blood and were swept away.

in the sky.

The blood rained precariously, and the lightning intertwined.

Zhao Xuanji's figure was already very dim, and would disappear at any moment.

With a bitter smile on his face, he murmured:

"I didn't expect that the people of later generations would still have such sword skills!"

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