Above the Immortal Cultivation

Duan Zhi sat down calmly.

Although he knew that Wang Lu was waiting for Chengchuan's Nascent Soul to arrive uninvited, he could not rest assured if he did not see his annihilation with his own eyes as a peerless enemy.

Since your "Ten Thousand Mountains Return to One Talisman" has just dragged me back from the King of Hell, I can only trust you one more time.

I don’t know, what step did your action take?

Fellow Daoist Wang, if it had not been an emergency, why would I have taken the risk to fight Chengchuan to the death?

Now that I have obtained the most critical information on "how to seize the throne," the battle between the strongest Ninth Prince and Ximen Qian is about to begin.

It can be considered as completing your important task.

Hey, I'm just waiting for your killing spree.

Time is running out, I can recover as much as I can, don't blame me for not helping you then.

I gave it my all and tried my best.

"Ding!"

Hearing the sword chant of Qing Yue, the natal magic weapon of the Ninth Prince, Duan Zhi could finally recover with peace of mind.

As the magic formula started, rolling spiritual power and medicinal power intertwined and spread rapidly toward his limbs and bones.

He quickly fell into healing.

Although I missed the exciting battle between the two of you, it is important to save your life.

When the Ninth Prince raised his hand, a blue light spiritual sword floated on his body.

This is his natal magic weapon "Magic Blue".

The magic power moved lightly, and the blue light gurgled throughout the sword, washing the sword body over and over again like water.

Water flow?

Not necessarily.

There are nine types of blue, and each type of blue corresponds to the nine ancient heavens.

Azure blue, deep blue, fire blue, ice blue, giant blue, holy blue, domineering blue, true blue, wild blue, from low to high, the power is unimaginable.

The Ninth Prince's spiritual sword resembles the ice blue of the legendary fourth heaven.

What's flowing endlessly along the blade of the sword is not water but blue ice water.

"I see!"

Ximen Qian said calmly.

I have fought hundreds of thousands of moves against him before, but what I saw was not the cold air or the biting ice, but a circle of pure blue, deep blue.

"Brother Ximen made a joke."

The Ninth Prince smiled and suddenly said in a deep voice: "The name of the sword is "Huanlan". Today I will send Brother Ximen back to the west with this sword."

"good."

Ximen Qian nodded solemnly, not knowing what this "good" meant.

"go."

Ximen Qian spit out softly.

The Qinggang Sword was drawn towards the Ninth Prince with an indifferent slash.

"Bah!"

Except for Duan Zhi, the two people watching the battle exhaled a breath of cold air at the same time.

The eyes of the Ninth Prince flashed wildly.

He grabbed Huanlan and lifted it up, and a halo of light like ten thousand years of blue ice enveloped him in an instant.

"Crack!"

An extremely thin and extremely sharp cyan sword wire was cut off from Huan Lan.

"Bang bang."

The remaining two sections, the upper and lower sections, encountered the icy blue circle of light and were also blocked.

"Wow!"

When the sword thread collapsed, the space where the sword thread passed just now showed two large faults that were divided into two. They collapsed and destroyed like an avalanche. In the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by new void and returned to the original state.

"call!"

Jutang seemed to know that the duel between the two was earth-shattering, and once again shed a mysterious power.

The eighth princess and Dong Wushuang were completely immersed in the mystery of deciphering the lines as if they were possessed, completely unaware of the outside world.

Even if the earth falls apart, he will not frown.

"good."

Ximen Qian seemed to cherish his words like gold and could only speak with his sword. "Swish, brush, brush, brush," dozens of swords flew through the air.

"Well done!"

The Ninth Prince was not at all shocked by his first sword.

In his opinion, this is the strength that the top ten geniuses in Zhongzhou should have.

"Like the deep blue of the sea."

An extremely deep blue light erupted from the magic blue, and the entire hall was suddenly enveloped in a rich blue light. It shrank in an instant, and the Ninth Prince stabbed it with a sword.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa..."

The space in front of him turned into an endless blue sea, with rough waves and big waves filling the sky.

A pure green sword thread as thick as a hair appeared, like an evil dragon struggling desperately to break through the shackles of the blue sea. Unexpectedly, "Boom, boom", a huge wave of emptying suddenly fell, killing the evil dragon. Arrived at the bottom of the sea.

The sword thread dissipated with a bang.

"good."

As the word "not bad" came out, Ximen Qian calmly raised the Qinggang Sword high and immediately lowered it towards the blue sea that was spreading rapidly.

With a "clang" sound, a green dot flashed away on the tip of the sword, as fast as if it had never appeared before.

"not good!"

The moment Ximen Qian raised the Qinggang Sword, the Ninth Prince's heart trembled, as if a great disaster was coming.

"The flames are blue."

The magic blue turned, and a bright blue flame shot into the sky, and the temperature of the huge hall suddenly soared.

"Swish, brush, brush, brush..."

Huan Lan quickly attacked Ximen with chops, picks, stabs, chops, spins, teases, grids, stirs, pressures, hangings, and points...

All the moves were extremely intertwined and integrated, and in an instant, a delicate and compact blue fire sword appeared in the air.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The void seemed unable to hold the tiny blue fire sword, and the entire giant hall swayed slightly.

At the same time, the green dot that burst out from the Qinggang Sword penetrated the blue sea without any obstruction, and the blue sea disappeared without a trace before it even had time to shatter.

Seeing the unstoppable attack of Qing Dot, the blue fire sword jumped and escaped into the void.

"Boom!"

A huge blue mushroom cloud shot straight into the sky.

The silver-clad woman and Bai Yang only saw a flash before their eyes, and the Ninth Prince and Ximen Gan were gone.