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Ancestor Ming Falcon was penetrated into the ground by a sword.

Qin Sang's dharma body floated over, appeared above the magma, and sensed the situation underground.

As expected, the Ancestor Ming Falcon could not be killed by a sword so easily.

The Gray Eagle Sword is an advanced spiritual treasure and is commanded by a Void Refining monk, so its power goes without saying.

I don’t know if the ancestor of the Falcon used any treasure. From the outside, it was clear that he only used a pair of fleshy palms to clasp the sword blade and catch the sword forcefully.

Even if the ever-bright lamp weakened the sword's power a bit, it was still shocking enough.

It is certain that Ancestor Ming Falcon is also in the early stage of refining the void, and his realm is similar to him.

However, Ancestor Ming Falcon must have achieved Void Refining much earlier than him, and his accumulation was deeper.

The Tao of Ancestor Ming Falcon is different from the "Celestial Demon Refining". He does not cultivate the Dharma, but purely cultivates the physical body to this point.

It is the power of the corpse path, the power that does not turn into bones!

Qin Sang narrowed his eyes and without hesitation, he immediately performed a sword technique, causing Feng Yun to change his color.

The vitality of heaven and earth is in chaos, and the spiritual tide forms a hurricane, which is visible to the naked eye.

In the void, gray auras danced wildly, sweeping through the void of heaven and earth, as sharp as swords, forming a terrifying scene.

'Whirring whirring……'

These auras are indeed very close to the sword light.

The spiritual energy of this area of ​​heaven and earth was taken into the palm of Qin Sang's hands, and turned into countless sharp swords out of thin air, wandering in the sky with a shocking momentum.

The void seemed to be divided into pieces and fragmented by the rain of swords.

The 'sharp sword' swept across the ground, the earth shattered, and the magma lake continued to expand outward.

As for the magma in the lake, it has already set off huge waves.

Fortunately, the three corpse demons of Luohunyuan were smart enough and decisively fled the battlefield.

If they fall into the rain of swords, their bodies will be broken like the earth.

A sharp light flashed in Qin Sang's eyes.

The rain of swords all pointed at the earth.

Countless sword shadows stood in the void, creating a forest of swords. Following the sword master's command, thousands of swords moved together.

And Qin Sang, who is located among the ten thousand swords, is the sword master!

'brush! brush! brush! ’

Swords rained down.

The shadow of the sword was almost invisible to the naked eye, only the black torrent poured down from the sky, and the extremely sharp aura was so powerful that it vowed to pierce through the earth.

Rocks can't stop it, let alone thin magma.

now.

Ancestor Ming Falcon, who was slashed into the ground by the Gray Eagle Sword, had not stopped falling, and his body cut through the earth forcefully.

A trace of abnormal scarlet appeared in the eyes of the Ancestor Stygian Falcon, and he was fierce and menacing. He felt that the power of the sword began to weaken in his joints, and when he was about to counterattack, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis again.

'boom! ’

Dozens of sword shadows pierced the earth's crust, arriving in an instant.

These sword shadows seemed to be integrated into the Gray Eagle Sword, and seemed to be absorbed by the Gray Eagle Sword, making the sword powerful.

Ancestor Ming Falcon had no time to distinguish, and suddenly he felt that he had been hit by a violent blow, his arm was in severe pain, his whole body was shaken, and his breath that had not yet calmed down began to fluctuate violently again.

The body fell faster than before, digging a bottomless hole into the earth.

'boom! boom! boom! ’

The sword shadows were like thunderbolts, continuously bombarding Ancestor Ming Falcon.

Moreover, these sword shadows were more dangerous than thunder. Not only did they have terrifying power, each one carried extremely sharp waves, trying to penetrate his body.

Ancestor Ming Falcon fell again and again. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the downward trend.

He made a mistake in judgment and lost the opportunity. He faced an extremely passive situation.

Ancestor Stygian Falcon's whole body was stiff, and he had no choice but to maintain the posture of holding the sword blade backwards, trying his best to resist the Gray Warbler Sword.

The vitality of heaven and earth is inexhaustible, the shadow of the sword seems endless, and his arms begin to tremble.

The tremors were getting louder and louder.

'boom! ’

'boom! ’

There was an explosion, like leather cracking, originating from the fingers of the Ancestor Styx, and blood spattered out.

The skin there cracked open, exposing bright red flesh and blood, and the skin was torn apart.

Ancestor Styx's body was no different from that of ordinary people, not like a corpse at all.

A crack in the skin immediately caused a series of explosions.

Pieces of skin peeled off his hands.

Ancestor Styx's fingers soon became bloody and fleshy, and a layer of skin was peeled off alive.

His expression was gloomy. Every part of his body had been carefully tempered, and his skin was as tough as any armor.

But this layer of armor was broken, first on the fingers, then on the hands, wrists, and forearms. He was shocked to hear this.

After the skin was peeled off, it was the turn of flesh and blood again. Layers of flesh and blood fascia were torn apart, and sections of blood vessels flew around.

It was so tragic, but there was no pain on Ancestor Ming Falcon's face, and his hands were still clutching the Gray Warbler Sword tightly.

Finally, the last trace of flesh and blood on the ten fingers was peeled off, revealing the bones.

What is surprising is that the phalanges of the ancestor of the Dark Falcon are actually a black-gold color. They are not like human bones, but rather like a piece of extremely hard gold and iron.

Then, the skeletons of the Ancestor Styx's hands were completely exposed, exuding the same color.

Facts have proved that bones are indeed harder than skin and flesh, and they did not continue to be cracked.

At this moment, Ancestor Ming Falcon suddenly let out a roar.

He endured the humiliation and finally activated the secret technique he had secretly prepared, and his roar vented the anger and violence in his heart.

'boom! ’

The flesh and blood on his arms suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood fell off like a goddess scattering flowers.

From the wrist to the shoulder, only bones remain of the two arms.

‘Kaka! ’

Ten finger bones squeezed the Gray Warbler sword tightly, and the joints cracked.

Pieces of blood and flesh were splashed out, mixed together, and a mass of blood-red things squirmed and twisted, making it disgusting.

This mass of flesh and blood slammed into the Gray Eagle Sword, like the most filthy thing in the world, coating the entire body of the Gray Eagle Sword.

The aura of the Gray Eagle Sword dimmed slightly.

At the expense of his arms, the Ancestor Styx finally gained a moment of opportunity from the surging attack. His eyes opened slightly and his mouth suddenly opened wide.

The roar from his mouth transformed into a sharp roar. The sound was so weird that it could penetrate the earth, invade people's hearts, and shake people's souls.

Qin Sang, who was above the surface, also clearly heard the roar of the ancestor of the Falcon, with a solemn look on his face.

At the same time, Qin Sang noticed something unusual, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly glanced at the ground.

Ordinary people couldn't see any clues, but in Qin Sang's eyes, there was a mysterious change in this world.

The boiling magma and the restless vitality of heaven and earth should have been a lively scene, but Qin Sang felt a sense of loneliness inexplicably.

The magma no longer seemed so red and dazzling. When it started to flow, it no longer had the momentum to swallow everything.

The feeling is indescribable.

Although there were no living things around, Qin Sang always felt as if everything had been drained of its vitality and turned into a "walking zombie".

He glimpsed the edge of the magma.

Sand dunes are constantly being engulfed by magma.

He noticed that the gravel on the dune was faintly covered with a layer of gray.

'call! ’

The hot wind blew by, and suddenly a puff of smoke rolled up on the sand dune, and the gravel unexpectedly shattered into smoke and dust at some point.

The smoke immediately disappeared into the void, and the entire sand dune just disappeared, as if it didn't exist.

The magma, gravel, and even the ground fire floating on the surface of the magma are 'fading'!

Under the ground.

The Ancestor Styx exudes strange fluctuations, which silently seeps into the earth, magma, and even the vitality of heaven and earth in the void.

Then, this fluctuation returned with a breath, swallowing it into his body.

The body of the corpse demon devours the vitality of this world!

If there are other living creatures on the battlefield, they will be deprived of life immediately.

Although sand, stone, and magma are dead objects, they are created by heaven and earth. The ancestor of the Falcon will not let go of any drop of essence and devour everything!

The scorching red fire's fluctuations became weaker and weaker, leaving only an afterimage in the world.

The wind blew across the earth, scattering layers of lava and sand.

Penetrated by Qin Sang's Ten Thousand Swords, the earth's crust was riddled with holes and finally could no longer sustain itself and collapsed completely.

The collapse of the earth was silent, because it had already lost its weight and was swallowed up by the Ancestor Styx.

After this battle, if the Void Refining monks had not moved the mountains and reclaimed the land to restore the old outlook, a bottomless sinkhole would have been left in the desert.

The sinkhole is centered on the magma lake and covers the entire ground crack.

Many years later, the Tiankeng will become a legend in the world of immortality and is talked about by people.

Qin Sang even felt that the vitality of heaven and earth, which had been controlled and turned into a sword, showed faint signs of being swallowed into the body by the Ancestor Ming Falcon.

The corpse path magical power of the Void Refining level is indeed amazing!

Qin Sang was amazed when he saw Ancestor Ming Falcon and felt that the aura of Ancestor Ming Falcon was rising sharply.

Ancestor Ming Falcon also raised his head, looking past the Gray Eagle Sword and looking at Qin Sang.

His eyes were no longer cloudy, and his dark eyes exuded a frightening gaze, with terrifying murderous intent.

‘Click! ’

The thunder that breaks out from the ground is really the sound of bones cracking.

Ancestor Ming Falcon suddenly changed his claws into fists and punched out suddenly.

'boom! ’

The target of this punch was the Gray Eagle Sword.

The fists were bones without flesh and blood. The luster of the bones was deep and restrained, but it made Qin Sang feel a great threat.

At the moment when the punch was about to explode, Qin Sang's heart couldn't help but tighten, as if it was this punch that drained the void, and the punch was like heaven and earth.

You can imagine how powerful this punch is.

The bone fist hit the sword blade hard.

In an instant, the Gray Eagle Sword also shot out bright light, and countless sword shadows gathered on the sword body.

'boom! ’

The fists and swords struck each other, and the aftermath had a shocking power. The turbid waves surged, wreaking havoc inside the sinkhole, and easily expanded the sinkhole to a large circle.

At this moment, it is obviously impossible to kill the Ancestor Ming Falcon in one go.

Of course, Qin Sang would not let Ancestor Ming Falcon fight back and reverse the great situation created by using the copper pillar as bait.

He made a decisive decision and changed his sword tactics immediately.

‘Buzz! ’

In the extremely chaotic sinkhole, the sound of swords could be heard clearly.

The darkness spread from nowhere, completely covering the sun in the sky, and the darkness swallowed the sinkhole.

This is not complete darkness, there are stars in the darkness.

The stars hang high, seeming to be far away in the sky, but also seeming to be close at hand.

Qin Sang is hidden in the sea of ​​stars, elusive.

At the same time, Ancestor Stygian Falcon also lost his perception of the Gray Warbler Sword.

After one punch, Ancestor Ming Falcon immediately punched out a second time, but the second punch missed its target.

Ancestor Ming Falcon's expression changed slightly, and he found himself falling into a sea of ​​stars.

Even though his fists were powerful, he still felt like he couldn't hit them in the vast sea of ​​​​stars.

"Sword formation!"

Ancestor Stygian Falcon saw through the foundation of Xinghai.

The enemy is a sword cultivator, not that old guy Gu Yunsou!

The situation changed so fast that Ancestor Ming Falcon never had time to think about it. From the time he was attacked to the present, the two of them had turned the place upside down in just a few breaths.

Sword array?

Just blow it up with one punch!

Ancestor Styx is eager to change the situation and turn passive into active. If he keeps entangled in the sword formation, he will only be manipulated by the enemy.

Having lost his target, Ancestor Styx had no intention of taking back his heavy punch, nor did he observe the changes in the stars or break the sword formation, but instead blasted into the void.

The so-called boundlessness is just an illusion caused by the sword formation. How could Ancestor Ming Falcon not understand it.

If his cultivation is insufficient, the illusion can be true, but as long as his fist is strong enough, there will always be flaws in the sword formation.

Break all laws with one force!

As expected, the master of the sword formation would not remain indifferent. The stars in the sky were swaying, and several sword stars swayed down, turning into giant swords of starlight and slashing at the Ancestor Stygian Falcon.

'boom! boom! boom! ’

A series of heavy punches smashed the starlight giant swords into pieces.

The Ancestor Stygian Falcon stood under the starry sky, like a god of war, fighting against enemies from the sky.

His eyes were electric and he showed a sneer.

As expected, when the enemy is eager to attack and kill him, he will definitely be able to see some clues by operating the sword formation.

He cannot break the sword formation immediately, but it will be of great help in resolving the current situation.

"The corpses walk without borders!"

Ancestor Stygian Falcon growled.

The body suddenly turned into a gloomy wind, ethereal, causing the starlight giant sword to cut into nothing.

The sinister wind was ethereal, and the sword array seemed unable to restrain him. It blew to every corner of the sea of ​​​​stars and regrouped.

However, the ancestor of the Stygian Falcon appeared again.

Under the starry sky, under each sword star, an Ancestor Stygian Falcon appeared. They all looked up at the sky and threw a heavy punch.

There is no need to deliberately search for the main star. As long as all the sword stars are destroyed, the sword formation will naturally be broken without attacking.

Seeing this strange scene, Qin Sang raised his eyebrows.

He is so dignified that he cannot be underestimated!

He has used the Qisu Dividing Sword Formation against the enemy countless times. This is the first time he has encountered this tit-for-tat method of breaking the formation.

Qin Sang could see that Ancestor Ming Falcon was not bluffing, this magical power was extremely powerful.

Without hesitation, Qin Sang directly used the final move of the Qisu Division Sword Formation.

The stars gather together and the white tiger roars into the sky!

The ferocious tiger swooped down and headed straight towards one of the countless figures, who was none other than the ancestor of the Stygian Falcon.

The overwhelming divine power rushed towards him, and he could clearly see the white tiger's sharp claws and teeth, which were about to tear him apart.

Ancestor Ming Falcon snorted coldly, without any fear, stepped forward, turned his fist into a palm, and used a strange movement technique, like a ghost, and slapped the white tiger between the eyebrows with a palm.

'boom! ’

Ancestor Styx trembled, and his skin and flesh were cracked and bloody all over his body, but he didn't care.

He originally thought that turning the evil spirit into a tiger was the last change in the sword formation, but when he fought fiercely with the white tiger evil spirit and was about to regroup, he suddenly found himself shrouded in a brighter starry sky.

The enemy's attack was overwhelming, giving him no time to breathe.

Another patch of stars appeared in the south of the original sea of ​​stars, and the area more than doubled.

The starlight in the south is slightly hazy.

Faintly, there seemed to be a faint light of fire.