A sword that combines the power of the four great sword immortals spans the sky.
The Azure Dragon Lord stood on the head of the giant golden dragon, his face expressionless and extremely solemn.
He was indifferent, and showed no fear even when facing a sword that surpassed the level of a sword immortal.
At some point, a lightsaber made of moonlight and more than ten miles long appeared in his hand.
It is still the power of the Bright Moon Formation.
Sword of the Moon.
The Lord of Azure Dragon wants to use the power of the Bright Moon Formation to counter Xie Qingyun's sword immortal power, using sword to fight sword.
The giant sword that was more than ten miles long made Fuyao look as small as a hair.
It went straight up and met the hair-like Fuyao.
The Moonlight Sword comes into contact with Fuyao.
It seems like the two swords are not of the same rank at all.
However, in stark contrast to its size, Fuyao was safe and sound, but the Sword of the Moon suddenly collapsed and broke into countless pieces, falling down one by one.
It was like a meteor shower.
The power of the Fuyao sword in Xie Qingyun's hand did not diminish at all. It penetrated through the meteor fragments in the sky and continued to slash downwards.
It slashed at the face of the stunned Azure Dragon Lord.
The slash struck the face of this Taoist master who had been regarded as a Zhongling Town cultivator for a long time and was on par with Xie Qingyun.
A line of frost appeared on the face of the Azure Dragon Lord.
Click, click.
The next moment, an extremely subtle sound was heard, like the sound of broken glass.
Countless spider-web-like cracks spread along the frost line.
Bang!
After a deafening explosion, the entire body of the Azure Dragon Lord disintegrated in the air.
His flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
However, due to the condensation of the moonlight from the Bright Moon Formation, the flesh and blood did not fly around, but solidified into blood-colored crystals, falling towards the Dragon City Pass below.
It looked like a bloody hailstorm.
But the difference is that these blood-colored hailstones contain the powerful strength of a monk in the Venerable Realm.
Therefore, its power is far greater than hail, and it is more like a dense meteor shower. When it hits Longcheng Pass, the buildings of Longcheng Pass collapse one after another and burn with high-temperature and blazing blood-red flames.
The Soul Master's soul fragment that was still so majestic a moment ago, the dignified regional cultivator, the Venerable Realm cultivator, the Azure Dragon Lord, was transformed into blood-colored hail and died.
However, Xie Qingyun's sword is far more than just this.
Fuyao continued to slash down with unstoppable force.
Xie Qingyun went down against the wind, and behind him, Dapeng flew with the wind.
The Azure Dragon Lord died, but he was only a split soul of Soul Master, so the Azure Dragon was not affected at all.
"You'll regret this."
The Azure Dragon Lord had clearly died, but a vague, grand, cruel and insane voice was heard from the sky.
This is the voice of the Azure Dragon Lord!
He repeated his earlier assertion.
No one knew where this sound came from or why it came from.
But everyone could see at this moment that at the place where the Azure Dragon Lord originally stood, that is, above the dragon head, there was a gray wheel spinning rapidly.
The ash wheel is made up of scattered bone fragments.
At this moment, strands of blood-red lines were continuously flowing out from the bone fragments as the ash wheel rotated.
The blood was like a thread, the bones were scattered all over the place, it was extremely desolate.
After flowing out from the bone fragments, the blood-colored lines did not drip, but turned into a scarlet glow.
Puffs of red smoke rose up from the gray wheel, covering the sky and the sun, rolling endlessly.
The red smoke, with force like a sky-falling cloud, condensed into a gray shadow above the dragon's head, like a giant who created the world, with a blurred face.
“Xie Qingyun, if you are not a semi-ancestor, even if you have the power of the four great sword immortals, you will still be suppressed by me today!”
An extremely angry shout came from the gray shadows, as if it came from ancient times.
Along with the appearance of this voice, an overwhelming force arose from heaven and earth.
The sky was filled with murderous intent, the earth was filled with murderous intent, and the entire heaven and earth brought down terrible pressure to suppress Xie Qingyun.
Click!
A crack appeared on Xie Qingyun's body.
…
"Blood Purifying Wheel."
Outside Longcheng Pass in the distance, the master of Shuiyue Temple was looking at the sky that was shining with divine light and the huge gray shadow that suddenly appeared, with a very solemn expression on his face.
"The Taoist weapon of the Huanling Sect." She murmured.
Taoist instruments are the highest level of magical instruments and are rarely seen in the world.
Even for monks at the Venerable Realm, it is impossible for everyone to own one.
Only the seven major Taoist sects of the human race have each possessed a Taoist weapon.
Therefore, these seven great Taoist artifacts are also regarded as the foundation of the seven major Taoist sects.
The Taoist weapon of Tianji Temple is Tianji Mirror, and the Taoist weapon of Jianzong is Fuyao.
As one of the seven great Taoist sects, Huanling Sect naturally also possesses a Taoist weapon.
The Taoist weapon of the Huanling Sect is called the Huanling Blood Wheel.
The magical power of the Soul-Purging Blood Wheel is very simple.
Purify the blood and release the power in the blood.
It doesn't seem to be particularly powerful, because this magical power seems a bit useless no matter how you look at it.
But in the hands of the Huanling Sect, it turned decay into magic.
It was with the help of this Taoist weapon that Soul Master was able to refine the body of the Azure Dragon.
Today, what the Azure Dragon Lord did was to use the Soul-Purging Blood Wheel to release the power in his blood.
Whose blood?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this time, huge corpses suddenly appeared from the sky, fell rapidly, and landed on the ground of Longcheng Pass, blasting out deep pits.
Among those corpses, there was a golden-haired lion with golden rays flowing all over its body, and a horn growing between its eyebrows, which was obviously an alien species. There was also a fierce bird with a body larger than a dark cloud, and purple lightning patterns on its body...
There are different types and large numbers of them, but the only thing they have in common is that they are all ferocious beasts. They have lost their former ferocity, their blood has been drained, and they have lost all vitality, turning into withered corpses.
These ferocious beasts died silently and without any complaints.
Their blood and lives merged into the Soul Purifying Blood Wheel, resulting in the explosion at this moment.
This is the last resistance of the Azure Dragon Lord, the last light and power.
The Azure Dragon is the master.
Overlord is the honorific title of beast cultivators.
This time, the Azure Dragon Lord released the power of the blood of all his pets.
At the critical moment of life and death, he did not hesitate at all and decisively sacrificed the lives of all his pets, using the Soul-Purging Blood Wheel to launch the most powerful resistance against Xie Qingyun.
Xie Qingyun's unparalleled sword was too overwhelming.
Therefore, even with the assistance of the Azure Dragon Body and the Bright Moon Formation, Soul Master still did not have enough confidence to block this sword.
But the reason why Soul Master has the strength he has today is definitely because he lacks the determination and perseverance to cut off his own arm.
Therefore, the moment Xie Qingyun slashed down with the sword, Hun Zun had already made up his mind that as long as Qinglong and his original body could be saved, everything else could be discarded.
You, Xie Qingyun, are willing to exhaust the luck of the Sword Sect, so would I, Soul Master, be reluctant to give up just a tiny my soul?
He has ruled the two domains for ten thousand years, and has never fallen into such a predicament.
Even if I use all the accumulation and foundation of the Azure Dragon Lord's body today, it still can't save you, Xie Qingyun, from success?
…
The gray shadow was extremely tall.
Click, click.
There was a sound of bones breaking in Xie Qingyun's body.
The pressure emitted by the gray shadow alone was enough to cause Xie Qingyun's bones to begin to break.
At this moment, Xie Qingyun was like a piece of porcelain that was about to fall apart, covered with cracks.
The gray shadow raised his hand, clenched his fist, and punched Xie Qingyun.
Soul Master’s thinking is too clear.
The goal of this gray shadow from the beginning to the end was to kill Xie Qingyun, not to block Xie Qingyun's sword.
Because the former is much simpler than the latter.
In this sword, Xie Qingyun gathered the power of the four great sword masters of the Sword Sect.
To stop it is equivalent to stopping four sword immortals at the same time.
One sword immortal is enough to destroy the world, let alone four?
This sword is definitely not something that human power can withstand.
However, although the sword became stronger, Xie Qingyun himself did not change.
This is the only weakness of Xie Qingyun's sword.
A weakness that is not a weakness - the Sword Master himself cannot be considered weak no matter what.
A punch that condensed the power of Taoist weapons and the blood power of all the beasts dominated by the Azure Dragon fell from the sky.
"If you don't become a sword immortal, you will ultimately be just a bigger ant."
"And I am the Holy Demon!"
The gray shadow that created the world roared.
The half-ancestor of the human race, the half-saint of the demon race, and the most powerful force in the world descended from the sky.
Xie Qingyun's spine suddenly bent.
"Pressure as heavy as a mountain" is too light an explanation for what Xie Qingyun is going through at the moment.
To be precise, it was as if a sky was pressing down on Xie Qingyun.
Xie Qingyun raised his head and looked toward the sky.
I saw that the sky above my head was extremely pure. Apart from the bright moon which shouldn't be there, there was nothing else.
It is this incomparable purity that represents incomparable terror.
Because the gray shadow had clearly thrown a punch.
Xie Qingyun's back was bending little by little.
Then he knew that death was coming soon.
Although death was going to come anyway, there was a huge difference between whether it came after or before the sword landed on Qinglong.
If Xie Qingyun turned the sword towards the gray shadow at this moment, with the power of the four great sword immortals, he would be able to easily destroy the gray shadow.
The question is, after successively killing the Azure Dragon Lord and Gray Shadow's sword, does it still have enough power to kill the Azure Dragon blessed by the Bright Moon Array?
This undoubtedly seems to be a very difficult choice.
Xie Qingyun made many choices in his life, but when it came to drawing the sword, there was no choice at all for him.
Now that the sword is drawn, move forward.
Where does the second way come from?
So Xie Qingyun ignored that world and continued to move his sword forward.
He is gambling.
Which is faster, the sword or the gray shadow's fist?
Normally, a sword cultivator's sword is the fastest thing in the world.
However, in a battle of this level, many things that are supposed to be there often lose their sense of rightness.
Everything is still uncertain.
Just at this moment.
A light suddenly burst out from Xie Qingyun's eyes, clear and bright.
He smiled with relief.
Because, a red light cut through the sky and slashed straight towards the gray shadow.
…
The battle between Xie Qingyun and Qinglong did not take place very high in the sky, and people below could even see them clearly.
Normally speaking, Longcheng Pass is the barrier of the demons at this time. The demons in Longcheng Pass have reason to attack together to help Hun Zun kill Xie Qingyun.
But the problem is, the two sides in this battle, one is comparable to a half-ancestor, and the other has the power of the four great sword immortals.
So what’s the use even if these demon cultivators see it?
No demon cultivator can interfere in a battle of this level.
Even the Demon Lord cannot do this.
No matter how many there are, they are empty.
So logically speaking, there should be no human cultivator who could provide Xie Qingyun with effective help at this time.
But as mentioned before, in this battle, many things that should be there often lose their sense of rightness.
So, here it comes.
The unreasonable ones are coming.
Lu Qingshan's sword.
Taoist tool.
Dragon bird.
…
Outside Longcheng Pass.
Lu Qingshan closed his eyes and placed his hands across his abdomen, as if standing with a sword.
But the sword that was supposed to be leaning on had disappeared and shot into the sky, towards the gray shadow condensed by the Soul-Purging Blood Wheel.
The sword is not powerful enough.
At least it was far less than the pressure from that gray shadow.
But just after this sword, the gray shadow seemed to be decomposed by an invisible force into the most fundamental tiny particles of the world, dissolving into this world and returning to silence.
The gray shadow, which was previously more majestic than the Demon Lord, was shattered and eliminated by just one sword.
After the gray gas dissipated, the Soul-Purging Blood Wheel that made up the gray shadow spun feebly for a few rounds before losing its luster and drifting away helplessly, without any of the power of a Taoist weapon anymore.
Lu Qingshan murmured in a low voice with his eyes closed.
"How can there be a holy demon in front of a sword cultivator?"
…
There is no gray shadow, and no sky-high pressure.
Xie Qingyun straightened his back little by little.
He rode the wind down and went straight into the brightest part of the moon.
The golden dragon roared angrily with an astonishing momentum, and turned back to bite off the hair-like Fuyao.
Xie Qingyun was suspended above its head, his green shirt rustling.
Finally, the two touched.
The terrifying waves that swept across heaven and earth dissipated.
This force swept across from the sky, destroying everything that stood in its way.
There were no obstacles in the sky, but not far from Longcheng Pass, there was a Xiantian Ridge, which was higher than the sky.
so.
The mountain collapsed.
Just as the demon cultivator on guard hoped.
…
Above the sky.
I don’t know whether the sword became bigger or the golden dragon became smaller.
Fuyao pierced into the head of the golden dragon.
The blue dragon howled and struggled desperately, its scales flashing with cold light.
Fuyao swam in the gaps between the Qinglong's scales.
Dragon scales began to fall.
Qinglong felt unbearable pain and struggled more violently, rolling rapidly in the sky.
Sparks appeared from the clouds around it, but it could not escape from this unrivaled sword.
Countless dragon scales fell, reflecting the light from the sky, making it extremely dazzling.
laugh.
Qinglong's head and body were separated in an instant.
The huge head and body defy the laws of gravity and remain suspended in the sky.
The ferocious dragon head is bigger than the sun.
The dragon's body meandered for who knows how many miles in the sky.
The dying Qinglong could no longer control the Mingyue Formation, so without the blessing of the Mingyue Formation, his body returned to its original color.
"Why..." An angry but no longer powerful voice came from the dragon head that had lost its dragon body.
Soul Master didn't understand. Xie Qingyun was not a saint, so why did he want to use the good fortune of the Sword Sect to save the saint in the Zhongling area?
Then, the dragon head and body fell from the sky like a green sand river and sprinkled on the human world.
Every grain of green sand contains infinite light and heat, which are released at this moment, and the green sand becomes a fireball.
As it fell, the fireball gradually turned into green smoke and dissipated into nothingness.
Thank you Qingyun for this sword.
Behead the emperor and slay the dragon.
…
In the sky, Xie Qingyun turned around tiredly and looked towards the east.
That is the vast middle spirit, the East Region where he was born and raised...
A person's life is like a vast river and mountains, with countless passers-by coming and going.
Some people add color to the mountains and rivers, some people dim the luster of the sun and the moon, some people change the flow of the river, some people shape his bones, and when the time comes, he is nothing more than standing on the top of the mountain and looking back at the rivers .
Why did he bring half of the Sword Sect to Zhongling to "die"?
What's the reason?
There is no need to look for reasons, the fact itself is the reason.
Finally, Xie Qingyun lowered his eyebrows and looked at Lu Qingshan.
In Soul Master's opinion, Xie Qingyun was exchanging the Sword Sect for the Middle Spirit...
But Xie Qingyun doesn't think so.
Sword Sect.
It will never die.
He whispered, "Sword, go!"
Fuyao flew towards Lu Qingshan.
The sword comes from somewhere else and goes here.