The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

After Su Qinglian left, Mo Yun slowly calmed down.

She had put a restraint on him, but he had to tell others about her slaughter sooner. After many times of love, he recorded all the places that she refused to be touched. The sword was just a test, but he also confirmed that her dead spot was indeed tucked down three inches.

He wanted to find a way to break through her prohibition and spread the news to the outside world earlier.

Wiping away his tears, Mo Yun quickly adjusted his mood, sat on the ground, adjusted his inner breath, and then began to try to break Su Qinglian's prohibition.

However, the restriction set by the great master of the transcendence period, how can he be easily broken by a monk of the Nascent Soul period? He tried his best to use all the magic weapons on his body, but he couldn't shake the ban. One day passed, and Mo Yun couldn't wait any longer, and finally made up his mind.

High-level restrictions on cultivators are generally aimed at cultivators. If you disperse your cultivation and become an ordinary person, then the restrictions will naturally be useless.

After all, it must be returned to this world.

Mo Yun smiled bitterly, sat cross-legged, used his spiritual sense to penetrate into the Nascent Soul, and then smashed it violently.

Severe pain came from the whole body, and the spiritual power and cultivation base contained in the Nascent Soul period suddenly exploded, covering a radius of ten miles, and in an instant, no grass grew.

When Mo Yun slowly woke up, it was the third morning.

His whole body was in pain, and his internal organs seemed to be severely injured, but time could not wait for him, he had to hurry out.

The distance between this place and the Heavenly Sword Sect would take several years to walk. Mo Yun thought for a while. The closest sect to this place is the Zen Sect. It is the blood of the Demon God. If everyone fails, then Xie Hantan is the most confident person to fight against Su Qinglian. If he can rescue Xie Hantan and let Xie Hantan take him to Tianjian Sect, this is the best plan.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun set off immediately, he couldn't walk quickly, he could only walk out step by step by relying on the sword. In the current war, there are few people in the cultivation world. For example, in the wilderness where he lives, he has walked for two days without seeing a single person.

When he went down the mountain that year, he had already thought that there might be such a difficult time, so he filled the Qiankun bag with magic talismans and elixir. Arriving at the door of the Zen sect, Mo Yun found a floor sweeper who was in the qi refining period. After quietly knocking him down with a talisman, he tied him up in the dark, snatched the token and sneaked in.

In today's very current situation, the Zen sect has closed its gates, and there are almost no people in the outer gates except the sweeping monks.

After Mo Yun entered the mountain gate, he immediately sipped a bottle of medicinal herbs, and then used an invisibility talisman to run to the Magic Tower of Houshan Town. He had also been to Zen Buddhism back then, and he was familiar with the layout of Zen Buddhism. After running to the Anti-Magic Pagoda, he stood in front of the gate of the Anti-Magic Pagoda and shouted, "Xie Hantan, the two factions are fighting, I have found Su Qinglian's death point. , hurry out of the tower!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Hantan, who was lying weakly, suddenly opened his eyes.

Su Qinglian is definitely not here...

Demon possessed, how much ability does she have!

When Mo Yun shouted like this, the high-ranking Zen monks were instantly alarmed. Xie Hantan also reacted immediately and shouted: "Bump the tower gate!"

On the other side, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Righteous Qi Alliance have also been killed.

Qin Zichen turned into a phoenix, almost alone against the cultivators above the entire fusion period, while the people below were clinging to each other like a tidal wave.

Su Qingyi struggled to draw a causal formation with one sword at a time. Such a sky-defying formation attracted countless thunder disasters. The thunder roared down, and the galaxy map was on top, turning slowly, as if it was reversing the life trajectory of countless people.

She has been drawing this formation for nine days and is almost finished.

At the foot of the mountain, corpses have long been scattered all over the field, and the cultivator's soul has turned into Huaguang, like fireflies, drifting away one by one.

The last few strokes of the formation became more and more difficult to carve, as if there was an invisible force that was blocking her.

Su Qingyi put all her spiritual power on the sword, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat, but the last stroke could not be finished.

It was fate that was stopping her.

Even if Heaven can't bear it, it is destined to change, it is destined to be so difficult.

Fate is holding her back, but she must go on!

The spiritual power slowly passed away, and Su Qingyi knew that if she continued like this, even if she died, she would not be able to make this last stroke.

"what to do?"

She desperately asked the system: "Do you want to fall short of this?"

"Call Qin Zichen." The system said coldly: "He is a god, and this formation has changed its fate against the sky. You are a mortal, and you are completely incapable of drawing this formation. If anyone present can complete this formation, it can only be Qin Zichen."

Cold sweat fell down Su Qingyi's forehead, and Su Qingyi immediately shouted: "Zichen help me!"

Qin Zichen was entangled with a few tribulation-transcending monks, and when he heard Su Qingyi shouting, he hesitated for a moment, and after blasting the tribulation-transcending monks with the true fire of Samadhi, Tong Xuanhua Qin Shuwen left a sentence: "Drag them." After that, he immediately returned to Su Qingyi's side.

Seeing that she was holding the hilt of the sword with blood in her hands, and the ground formation was shining brightly, with only the last stroke left, she could complete this karma formation, but the sword tip could not be drawn for a long time.

Qin Zichen immediately went behind her and held the hilt of the sword with her.

However, it was useless, the tip of the sword could not move for a moment, and the huge force competed with the two of them.

"You are the bloodline of the God Race," Su Qingyi explained, "If this formation can be completed, only you can complete the final stroke. And I am the main formation mage of this formation, and I cannot leave."

As soon as Qin Zichen left, the Heavenly Sword Sect was immediately crushed by the high-ranking monks, and the voices of everyone calling for help came from below. Qin Zichen was sweating coldly, while Su Qingyi held the sword with a firm gaze, and said coldly: "If you don't want to fall short, then Zichen , you can only be here."

Only here, stick to it until the formation is completed.

The arrival of Qin Zichen finally made the tip of the sword move so much.

However, it was difficult, too difficult. After half an hour of stalemate, the sword tip moved less than a millimeter.

At the bottom of the mountain, Tianjianzong did not have many high-level monks. Qin Zichen alone held most of the other high-level monks. Now that Qin Zichen is gone, Qin Shuwen, Xuanhua, Yunxuzi and others can only entangle them. Three or four high-level monks, and other high-level monks rushed to the bottom of the battlefield in an instant, massacred the low-level monks.

The first to bear the brunt is the first-line Lei Xuzi. When the Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator slaughtered many disciples of the Third Peak with one move, Lei Xuzi finally had no scruples, slammed into it, hugged the Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator and exploded!

The self-destruction of the out-of-body cultivator exploded in an instant, and in a roar, everyone listened to the sound: "Heavenly Dao Changheng!"

The Tribulation Period cultivator was severely injured and rushed away, and Nebula rushed forward with his eyes red. The second line made up for the first line, and a sword pierced through the Tribulation Period cultivator's chest.

"Heavenly Dao Changheng..." Nebula roared loudly, his sword swaying like a rainbow: "Defend me in the right way, Heavenly Dao Changheng!"

The disciples of the sixth peak formed a sword formation and made up the first formation, but dozens of out-of-body cultivators rushed towards them. Before they could hold on for an hour, the sword formation was broken open. Once the sword formation was broken, they heard the disciples. The screams were incessant, and Nebula watched the disciples fall one by one. With a sword, he cut off the head of an out-of-body cultivator. He turned his head and said with Xinghe: "Xinghe, you go!"

"Master..." Xinghe turned his head sharply, and at that moment, he saw Nebula plunge into the sword formation formed by the dozen or so out-of-body cultivators, and suddenly exploded.

Nebula was a half-step fusion, and the out-of-body phase was complete. After the self-destruction, Xinghe stood blankly on the spot, feeling that the sky was filled with Nebula's breath.

Back then, he was still young, and Nebula was also a teenager. He took him out of the ruins and said with a smile, "From now on, you will be my Nebula's disciple."

"Will there be other disciples for the master?"

"No, you're going to die," said the young man with a double sword on his back, hugging him in his arms, and said with a smile, "It's enough to keep you one for my retirement. You will be my chief disciple and only disciple of Nebula in the future."

Hundreds of years have passed, and he has grown into a cultivator of Nascent Soul, but the young man of the year did not need him to retire.

In such a heroic way, with one person, he instantly reversed the battle that the opponent must win.

After the dust cleared, the dozen or so out-of-body cultivators were seriously injured, and Xinghe laughed out loud, and no longer cared about the battle, he rushed in with his two swords in hand.

Opening, splitting and closing, Huaguang bloomed, and he stabbed the out-of-body cultivators one by one, and he was promoted on the spot!

He was soaked in blood, like a **** Shura, his swords were dyed red with blood, and he looked up at the mountains and rivers, as if they were all that person's eyebrows.

On the battlefield, the sound of self-destruction is endless.

The sound of "Tian Dao Chang Heng" poured into Qin Zichen's ears, and familiar names flashed in front of him.

His eyes were full of hot tears, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Why persevere?

Why struggle?

Why let everyone accompany him to die?

If he had hesitated before, if he had thought about it, then at this moment, these problems have been cut off by the sharp swords forged by these people. He has no hesitation and can only move forward.

Why not sacrifice Su Qingyi?

Not because she was the one he loved, but because she was right.

If no one insists on this cause and effect, this right and wrong, then the world will only keep going wrong. Year after year, innocent people continue to sacrifice, and wrongdoers go unpunished.

Why does the heaven collapse?

It's not because of a training session based on people, or because a certain group of people refuses to admit their guilt. It is because when the cause and effect is in chaos, the human heart begins to give in to the means. Therefore, for thousands of years, the atmosphere in the cultivation world has become worse and worse. Where is cultivation of Dao? Don't cultivate your mind, don't cultivate your body, just focus on spiritual pills and treasures, and **** opportunities.

There is no distinction between good and evil, no question of right and wrong, the strong are respected, and the weak in this world are regarded as ants.

If people can be forgiven because there are too many people, what other sins in this world cannot be forgiven?

Today, even if it is not Su Qingyi, even if it is not the person he loves, he should clench the sword and stick to this justice.

This justice is a thousand years late, it is long overdue.

A giant dragon-like thunder slammed down, causing the galaxy map to tremble! Qin Zichen's whole body glowed faintly, holding the sword tightly, tears streaming down his face.

At the bottom of the cliff, outside the Tianjianzong mountain protection formation, almost all of them have been lost. Xue Ziyu was holding Lu Qingyi's body and was surrounded by countless monks.

He chuckled and looked up.

"Nephew," he said hoarsely, "you have already been martyred. As an elder, how can you live alone?"

He put down Lu Qingyi and stood up, as gentle and elegant as always, as if he was still the best senior brother of Wen Jianfeng in the past.

His sect disciples all fell at his feet, the only little girl he was tempted by was lying beside him with a long sword in hand, and in front of him, those monks did not dare to step forward because of his sword energy. A cultivator in the fusion stage scolded angrily: "What are you looking at, kill him!"

People rushed like a wave, and Xue Ziyu plunged into the wave alone, with sword energy like a rainbow.

"Guard me in the right way, the way of heaven is constant!"

His voice alone shook the entire Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Xue Ziyu, Nebula, Lei Xuzi, Feng Ning, Lu Qingyi, Xinghe..."

Qin Zichen read their names and read out everyone's name, as if he was calling someone.

"You can't let them die in vain..."

"We are righteous," Qin Zichen said hoarsely, with determination in his eyes, and then with all his strength, he shouted, "Heaven's way is constant!"

In the moment when the voice fell, the last stroke was connected, and the karma formed!

Huaguang rose into the sky, the world of self-cultivation shook, and beams of light shot out from eight directions, and the lines instantly lit up from the ground.

Qin Zichen and Su Qingyi finally lost their strength and fell to the ground. As for the cultivators from all sides, those who cultivated on the basis of personal connections, their spiritual power began to dissipate.

The crowd screamed in horror.

"No...don't...my cultivation base..."

"I am in the Yuan Ying period! My cultivation base..."

Hearing the voices of these people, Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, they lay on the ground, face to face.

"The road behind, how should I go?"

Su Qingyi made a hoarse voice, raised her hand, and touched Qin Zichen's face.

Qin Zichen didn't speak. He was about to say something when he suddenly heard screams from everyone. The two suddenly stood up and saw Su Qinglian appearing at the foot of the mountain, riding a beast under him, followed by a group of demon troops.

They seemed to have waited for a long time and appeared one after another at the moment when everyone's cultivation base was lost. Su Qinglian went straight to the few high-level cultivators who had not yet exhausted their cultivation bases. She directly penetrated into the opponent's brain with her hands, dug out the opponent's brain and heart, and ate it raw in her hands.

Qin Zichen immediately transformed into Jackie Chan and rushed out, Su Qingyi took a bottle of medicine, and then rushed out!

The demon army slaughtered those who had lost their cultivation base. Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen rushed to the crowd. Qin Zichen dragged Su Qinglian, and Su Qingyi set up a formation on the spot, so that those people quickly retreated into the Tianjianzong mountain protection formation. among.

The people in the mountain protection formation looked at the tragic scene outside, they couldn't help shivering, but also felt extremely disgusting. Returning to leave forced themselves to calm down. After that, he threw the spell to help Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen outside.

After Su Qinglian completely let go of her strength, it was completely open and close. Qin Zichen had just exhausted his spiritual power, and now his transformation was not strong enough, and Su Qingyi was not much better. In the mountain formation, he was shot away.

Su Qinglian, with blood on her hands, walked towards Qin Zichen, who was lying on the ground, and smiled gently.

"Protoss who have ascended in half a step, if they eat it, the taste must be very good."

She licked her fingers, which were still bloody, and looked up at the still-turning Galaxy Map, showing a regretful expression.

"The galaxy map that defied the sky and changed my life... If it weren't for your cover, I'm afraid that the heaven would have destroyed me at this moment... I sealed my demons in that wild place for so many years, this seat..." Su Qinglian said, As soon as he swept over to everyone present, he laughed loudly: "Today, I will ask you to get it back from your human race!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Qinglian grabbed Qin Zichen, Su Qingyi smashed the long sword over, Su Qinglian waved her sleeves wide, then bounced the sword back, passed directly through Su Qingyi's body, and pinned her to the mountain gate.

The black rattan rushed out of the ground in an instant and tied her tightly. Su Qinglian looked at Su Qingyi and said softly, "Su Qingyi, I won't let you die so easily."

"You, Qin Zichen, don't you have the world in your heart, don't you want to seek the Dao, I'll let you see how I ruined the world, this Dao!"

"You have to remember," she pointed to the disciples in the mountain protection formation, and raised her voice: "They all died because of you!"

"It's because of the unwillingness to hand over Ran Yan's sacrifice, so there is this battle."

"It's because Ran Yan hurt my parents, so I want revenge."

"I killed you all because of this woman!"

Su Qinglian raised her head and laughed loudly: "Su Qingyi, with this sinful body, go with Qin Zichen and die like a maggot!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Qinglian pulled out Qin Zichen's bones with a "kaka", sealed the movement of his spiritual power, and threw him aside after he couldn't even detonate himself.

She stood up calmly and walked towards the Tianjian Sect's mountain protection formation. Qin Zichen desperately reached out to pull her, but Su Qinglian kicked him away with disdain in her eyes.

"What son of a dragon and a phoenix, that's all. I will leave you for a few more minutes, and let you see how I become a god!"

Saying that, Su Qinglian laughed and sacrificed the magic weapon, and hit the mountain protection array one by one.

The returnees have all lost their cultivation, and they are all blessed by the comprehension of the confrontation method. How can they resist such an attack by Su Qinglian, who is close to the demigod.

Not long after, the mountain-guarding formation shattered into pieces, the beasts rushed into the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the disciples screamed and fled in all directions, like an Asura **** for a while.

Qin Zichen supported himself with both hands and climbed to the mountain gate step by step. He was covered in blood all the way, and Su Qingyi clenched his fists tightly, unable to bear to see him in such a state of embarrassment, and slowly closed his eyes.

She was trembling all over, and countless questions lingered in her heart.

Is she wrong?

If she sacrificed at the beginning, if she hadn't started this battle, if she hadn't cultivated this karma formation, wouldn't she have gone this far?

Everyone here died because of her. If she had bowed her head and was willing to sacrifice, wouldn't she have given Su Qinglian such a chance?

She won't watch the person she loves die here and can't do anything, she won't watch these disciples who clearly have a bright avenue become food for the belly of the beast, she won't watch Qin Zichen, the son of Longfeng, who should be high above, Step by step, he crawled towards her.

Why doesn't Heaven appear?

Why are the gods silent?

If they really are the righteous way, this demon laughs wildly and climbs to the top, to give them half the mercy for no one?

"system……"

Su Qingyi said hoarsely, "If you are really sent by Tiandao, if Tiandao really thinks we are right, why are you still unwilling to help at this moment?"

"Su Qingyi," the system answered her seriously, "This is all catastrophe."

"The catastrophe..." Su Qingyi couldn't help but let out a low laugh, and then the laughter became louder and louder, and finally she laughed out a poem.

"I am also drifting for a long time!"

Scenes from all these years came to her mind. As Ran Yan, she was not framed, hunted down, and betrayed; as Su Qingyi, she ran into walls everywhere and felt uneasy everywhere. For hundreds of years, they have never lived.

"For a hundred years, I have been deeply grateful, my friends and teachers!"

So many people have told her that they expect her to be well.

She doesn't have too many wishes, but she just asks for one, that's fine.

She doesn't need any genius qualifications, she doesn't need to be promoted to a god, she just wants to live in a peaceful and prosperous world, with a healthy lover by her side, and stay with Qin Zichen for the rest of her life.

Can be so hard, but found this desire so difficult.

Now all the teachers and friends are gone, and they are deeply grateful.

"This is the catastrophe..." She smiled, tears falling, and slowly opened her eyes, looking at the scorched corpse, the disciple chased by the monsters, her eyes were blank: "Why don't you let me If you die, why do you have to suffer like this again!"

The system did not speak, but Su Qinglian walked to Wen Jianfeng, stopped, opened her hand, let the blood drop into the soil, and made an indistinguishable grunt in her throat, as if she was singing some kind of ancient spell.

A huge formation slowly appeared on the peak of Wen Jian, and Su Qinglian's eyes were full of madness.

She quickly flipped some weird gestures in her hands, and the mountains and rivers shook.

And Qin Zichen finally climbed to Su Qingyi's feet. He took out his sword and slashed at the vines that bound her.

Su Qingyi opened her eyes and saw that his expression was still calm and indifferent.

He was covered in blood, but he still refused to give up, slashing at the vines on her body with each sword.

"Qingyi," he said with a firm face, "don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hearing this sentence, Su Qingyi finally collapsed, and she screamed: "Kill me..."

Qin Zichen paused and slowly raised his head. Seeing the woman crying bitterly, she had already collapsed, and said in pain, "Qin Zichen...kill me."

This prosperous world, this world, has nothing to do with her anymore.

For the first time, she personally killed her relatives and friends.

And this time, her relatives and friends died for her.

How did she face such a tragic life? In what state of mind will you be able to continue?

She looked at the man on the ground who was watching her quietly, crying bitterly, full of despair.

"I regret..." She said hoarsely, "I should die. With me alone, in exchange for a hundred years of stability, everyone will not have to die, nor will Su Qinglian be given such a chance..."

"Qingyi," Qin Zichen put down his sword, propped himself up, sat beside her, leaned his head beside her, and said slowly, "Everyone is not saving you, everyone is saving the world."

"I didn't choose to save you because you were Su Qingyi, but because you were right, so I chose you. If I let you sacrifice this time, what about after? Millions of years later, when evil anger is irreversible, what should I do? Which innocent people are you taking as sacrifices?"

"Just like the matter of refining the veins with people, if they hadn't been suppressed by mountain and river sacrifices, this would have been a simple cause and effect of repaying grievances. They killed millions of people in the Chen country, and the people turned into grievances and embezzled the five sects. But the problem is that they found innocent people and suppressed these grievances, but these grievances will not disappear, they will only accumulate more and more."

"Until today—" Qin Zichen smiled bitterly: "Why are so many people in the Righteous Alliance, why are so many people indifferent when Ran Yan died? Because for thousands of years, the world of self-cultivation has lost the heart of the Tao and the Tao of Heaven. Heart of awe. When people like Ninghua succeed, future generations will continue to follow suit. At the beginning of human beings, where did the nature of goodness come from? They are all guided by rules one by one.”

"If the good has not been guided and the evil has not been punished, then the world will lose justice, lose justice, and also lose the law, and everything will be in chaos. Just like today, Su Qinglian is just spreading a man who uses people to refine his veins. Formation, why is the cultivation world so messed up?"

"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold," Qin Zichen slowly closed his eyes: "To get to this point, it is not because of how bad a person is, but because the atmosphere in this world is not right, and there are too many people who are broken."

"Did you hear what they shouted last?"

"They didn't die for you, they shouted yes in the end," Qin Zichen said hoarsely, as if he saw the brothers coming out of the light one by one. , Xue Ziyu, Bai Fuchen, Lei Xuzi, Ruan Huaran, Feng Ning, Xingyun, and Dan Hui all sat beside him, staring at him.

"Big Brother..."

"Big Brother..."

"Zichen..."

Qin Zichen laughed slowly, tears in his eyes. The setting sun fell little by little, and the light fell on the Tianjianzong mountain gate. Qin Zichen felt inexplicably that none of them had left, and they were all by his side.

"Wei I have the right way..." He remembered that cry: "Heavenly Dao Changheng..."

This is their Dao heart, this is their belief.

If Qin Zichen in the 21st century is weak and incompetent, if he is indifferent and timid as an urbanite, then in the past 100 years in the world of self-cultivation, at this moment, he has finally merged with this world.

More important than life is faith. The so-called Tao Xin is far more important than life.

"Zichen..." Su Qingyi stared blankly at the people around him, seeing countless rays of light pouring into his body, thunder bursts, and a golden light suddenly shot out from him!

He broke through.

After all his teachers and friends left, he finally broke the avenue and finally had the qualification to become a fairy and become a god.

The last calamity of the heart, the calamity of the heart that haunted him all his life, roared out.

It was an extraordinarily long road, and countless Qin Zichens were waiting for him on the road.

He walked over with his sword, and saw the cowardly him, the weak him, the hypocritical him, the ugly him...

They stood on both sides of the road and spat at him.

"Do you think you're amazing? If it wasn't for your talent, do you think Su Qingyi would look at you more?"

"She will." - She once fell in love with me when I had nothing, and stayed with me after I had nothing.

"Are you worthy of her love? She deserves a better person!" Another person grabbed him, full of tears: "Let go of her, let go! There will be someone better than you who loves her!"

"But no one will love her more than me."

"Even if I have nothing, no one will love her more than me."

"What's more," Qin Zichen raised his head with a calm expression, and walked through the people who were insulting him step by step: "I'm fine."

"I am worthy of the world, I have never hurt anyone, and I live a magnanimous life, what's wrong with me?"

The people on the road slowly disappeared, Qin Zichen held the sword in his hand and walked forward.

"Why do I need to compare my fame, fortune and wealth with others? Why do I need to compare my appearance and aptitude. As a human being, I only need to have the right conscience, and that's enough. Fame, wealth, sensuality and **** are nothing but passing away. How good I am, what is not good is not good enough? How? Whether it's worthy of her or not, it has nothing to do with that."

This is probably the easiest heart demon calamity he has ever lived through. He once thought that in his whole life, he would be able to break through this demon. However, he never thought that, quietly, that girl had already used her own way to let him walk out of the barrier she set up.

She not only taught him to love others, but also taught him to love himself.

Looking at the light in front of him, he felt as if someone was waiting for him. He couldn't help but smile, ran forward, and said slowly, "It's only ideal."

Whether he deserves her or not, whether he can be with her or not, has nothing to do with other things, it's just a matter of heart.

When Qin Zichen was caught in a calamity, on the other side, outside the Zen Demon Pagoda, as soon as Xie Hantan said "hit the tower gate", Mo Yun smashed a pile of magic weapons that he had prepared at the tower gate!

Xie Hantan couldn't care about anything else, he lay down on the resentful dragon, gathered all the spiritual power in the palm of his hand and blasted towards the tower gate.

It is difficult to get out from the inside of the Zhenmo Tower, but it is much easier to smash it from the outside to the inside. After the inside and the outside are combined, the tower door slams open. At this time, the Zen monks also arrive one after another. As soon as he threw it, Mo Yun turned over and jumped in, and Xie Hantan rushed in.

When the two fell from the Shudi Lingbao, they just saw Su Qinglian unlock the seal of the realm of self-cultivation and the realm of demons. Xie Hantan instantly hit the ground with a palm, and in the blink of an eye, drew a formation with blood, which spread along the ground. past.

However, this was the case, the seal was also half released, and the demons rushed out of the broken half of the seal, while Su Qinglian grew horns on her head, and half of her body began to demonize.

She turned her head angrily, but the moment she touched Mo Yun's shocked expression, she was instantly stunned.

She didn't know what expression to use to face the sudden appearance of Mo Yun, she subconsciously pushed the hand that turned into a sharp claw behind her back, but froze again.

"What are you covering up?" The devil laughed in her mind: "Didn't he already know about your ugly appearance?"

"He came here to kill you."

"Do you think that in his heart, you have a good look?"

After listening to the Demon God's words, Su Qinglian slowly relaxed. The demons were running towards all parts of the cultivation world. Xie Hantan and Mo Yun stood side by side. He took out the medicine and filled a bottle. His pale face finally improved. Looking at Su Qinglian, he couldn't help but sneer: "No Thinking that you still have so many wrists, I underestimated you."

Su Qinglian didn't speak, but a voice Jie Jie laughed.

"Boy, I'm your ancestor after all," the voice was full of arrogance: "You kneel down to your ancestor, and you will be my good grandson from now on. Today, this seat will spare your life."

Hearing this, Xie Hantan laughed sarcastically, raised his eyebrows and said, "You can only hide in other people's bodies, how dare you say such things?"

The voice laughed loudly: "Grandson is not good, it seems that he will not cry when he sees the coffin."

As soon as the words fell, Su Qinglian's expression changed, and she rushed towards Xie Hantan!

She was so fast that she could hardly see it. After Xie Hantan barely resisted two moves, she was stabbed into her heart by the opponent's claw!

Xie Hantan's small fan was cut down quickly, Su Qinglian withdrew his hand instantly, Xie Hantan hurriedly backed away clutching his broken stomach, panting and looking at each other coldly. Su Qinglian licked her fingers and showed an obsessed expression: "It really is my descendant... How can such a perfect body be left to you? It's the one that should be given to me..."

Xie Hantan didn't speak. With a small fan, more than a dozen talismans flew out. Then he quickly drew a few superimposed formations on the ground, and more than a dozen magic tools surrounded him. Su Qinglian's complexion changed. With a strange look: "You boy, the chance is good...but it doesn't matter," Su Qinglian raised the corner of her mouth: "Soon, this body will be mine."

As soon as the sound fell, a black gas slammed into Xie Hantan's formation! Xie Hantan's complexion changed, and at this moment, a beam of Huaguang rose into the sky from the mountain gate, and then Xian Yin lingered, and a phoenix roar resounded for thousands of miles, and everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the Huaguang blooming.

Then I saw the fire-like light, a man in white, with a jade hanging on his forehead, his hair spread out, his white clothes and wide sleeves, and his eyes were opened little by little in the light.

The moment he opened his eyes to look at Su Qinglian, flames shot up from the ground! Su Qinglian screamed in the fire, Xie Hantan grabbed Mo Yun, and instantly moved behind Qin Zichen who had just woken up.

Qin Zichen looked at Su Qinglian, who was burnt to ashes in the flames. When he lifted his finger, the vines on Su Qingyi's body disappeared. He stretched out his hand and embraced Su Qingyi in his arms. After the light from his body completely enveloped Su Qingyi, Su Qingyi's wound slowly disappeared. heal. Not far away, after Su Qinglian was completely burned out for a moment, the black energy gathered again, Su Qinglian's voice mixed with the sharp voice and laughed together, and in the firelight, a figure stood up again.

Everyone couldn't help frowning, and Mo Yun immediately said, "Three inches under her armpit is her death spot."

Qin Zichen nodded, holding his sword and pounced on Su Qinglian.

"Look!" the sharp voice shouted: "I told you to kill him! Look at what a disaster you have left!"

"Shut up!" Su Qinglian roared angrily, and immediately ran away just before Qin Zichen's sword came.

Qin Zichen's face was still, and when he flipped his wrist, the ground moved quickly. Under his command, the mountain moved quickly like a chess piece. No matter how fast Su Qinglian was, he was instantly blocked by several mountains. Qin Zichen stood behind her, raised his hand, and an enchantment landed around him.

The enchantment gradually expanded, blocking the demons in the enchantment, and then falling down one by one small enchantments, blocking the people who were being chased and killed by the monsters in the big enchantment.

The cultivator, who was already struggling, had an enchantment on his body that prevented the monsters from approaching, so he couldn't help but raised his head and looked in the direction of Tianjian Sect.

Su Qinglian was trapped in the barrier by Qin Zichen, she looked at a few people coldly, spit, and the two voices mixed together: "Do you think that you can kill this seat? If the evil thoughts are not eliminated, this seat will not die, you guys What's the point of being surrounded by this seat and losing your life like this?"

"Good thoughts will not be destroyed, and the way of heaven will not be destroyed." Qin Zichen said indifferently: "Either you disappear, or I rise."

"Son of Heaven..." Su Qinglian looked at Qin Zichen and slowly reacted, that is, at that moment, Qin Zichen's sword came out.

The sword was slow and elegant, and all the trajectories of the sword dance could be clearly seen, but it was unavoidable, but in an instant, one hundred and thirty-two swords had already appeared.

He chose swordsmanship with extremely small movements. Every sword was aimed at Su Qingyi's armpit. Su Qingyi fled in a panic, and the magic formula quickly rushed towards Qin Zichen. Su Qingyi stood behind Qin Zichen, chanting a curse in a low voice, Draw an array on the ground.

The incantation turned into golden light, one after another helping Qin Zichen to fend off Su Qinglian's spells, Qin Zichen focused on stabbing Su Qinglian, and wounds appeared one after another on Su Qinglian's body.

She gritted her teeth, looked at Qin Zichen fiercely, and rushed towards each other again and again. Mo Yun quietly looked at her so hideous appearance, and her heart was calm.

Xie Hantan poured another bottle of medicine on the side. He was too injured to move at all. Bai Long was beside him and rubbed his cheek. He raised his head and looked at Bai Long's worried expression. With a pale face, he smiled: "It's okay."

Su Qinglian watched Qin Zichen's sword getting faster and faster, and when she saw the tip of his sword swipe at her armpit time and time again, she couldn't help but get extremely angry: "Qin Zichen, you stop doing it today, I and you won't break the river, if you insist Continue, then everyone will be burnt, and no one will have a better time!"

"Then burn all the jade and stones," Qin Zichen said lightly, "Do you think there is still room for negotiation between you and me?"

"Don't say that all jades and stones will burn, even if they fall into the forehead and nose **** forever to pay for endless suffering," Qin Zichen's sword tip rose sharply, his expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "I will accompany you to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Qinglian couldn't dodge.