Tianhai Xiantu

In the core battlefield.

The battlefield, which was originally roaring with terror, became very quiet at this moment.

The aftermath of the fierce battle between heaven and earth slowly dissipated, and the surrounding world turned into darkness again.

Only three shining figures stood in the air between heaven and earth.

Li Qing and Ji Yun both stared at the distance.

Jian Yu in the distance now closed his eyes slightly, and the power around him was restrained, without the sharp breath that tore the world apart before.

Above his head, a blood-colored flying sword shadow slowly emerged.

The blood-colored sword shadow seemed to be faint in this dark world, and the breath was even more empty, as if it did not exist, completely merging with the surrounding space.

But at this time, this originally dark, dead, cold and dark world began to be shrouded by a special aura.

Around the battlefield.

Countless terrified eyes gathered on Jian Yu.

As a result, all the Yuanying Zhenjun and Yuanying Mojun who were fighting fiercely around them could not help but slow down the fierce battle.

Everyone's soul trembled slightly.

The surrounding world seemed to be gestating some unimaginable danger.

That inexplicable aura made their souls tremble instinctively.

In an instant, a group of frightened figures began to retreat rapidly to a farther direction.

On the other side.

As Jian Yu's key target, Li Qing could feel the power of the Sword Soul Realm.

As the blood-colored flying sword phantom above Jian Yu's head gradually took shape.

He could feel the sword aura that was constantly growing and growing in the surrounding world, ready to destroy everything at any time.

Everything in the boundless black netherworld became dangerous, as if countless flying swords that tore the world apart were rapidly growing.

The sky was filled with murderous intent, and the stars were moving.

The entire world gradually merged into a sky-shattering sword intent that kept approaching him.

In the depths of Li Qing's sea of ​​consciousness.

The vast sword intent had enveloped his soul, as if it was ready to wipe him out at any time.

Even with his soul level at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

At this moment.

A subtle tremor sounded between heaven and earth.

The blood-colored flying sword phantom was completely formed.

Jian Yuye slowly opened his eyes and looked at Li Qing and the others with a cold face.

"Zhu Ling"

The blood-colored flying sword phantom slowly fell towards Li Qing and the others.

Still silent.

But the world where Li Qing and Ji Yun were suddenly changed.

Li Qing closed his eyes slightly.

The surrounding world began to turn into a sword domain, and the vast sky-shattering sword intent began to impact his soul like a continuous torrent.

In comparison, his soul at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was like a candle flame, which could be annihilated and turned into nothing at any time.

The originally stable sea of ​​consciousness began to stir up endless waves.

Countless blood-colored sword intents appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, like billions of flying swords that were about to chop his soul into pieces.

That vast power had long exceeded the limit that the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul could resist.

But at this time, Li Qing was calmer in his heart.

Jian Yu was not qualified to annihilate his soul.

Under Jian Yu's full attack, the power of the sword soul realm was enough to annihilate the soul of any cultivator at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Even the soul of the top Nascent Soul masters could hardly withstand it, because that attack had reached the level of the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

However, his soul was protected by the crystal of the Heavenly Curse.

The next moment.

A crystal stone that looked like a black pupil suddenly flew out of his soul.

Countless curse runes outlined the black mist that instantly turned into a curse barrier, covering the entire sea of ​​consciousness. Chains made of curse runes rushed out of the black mist directly, like countless black tentacles, and began to corrode and corrupt countless sword intents of annihilation.

Li Qing's soul power was also being quickly drawn away by the crystal of the Heavenly Curse.

On the side.

The red phoenix feather on Ji Yun's head was shining brightly.

An even smaller red spirit bead flew out and landed on Ji Yun's brow.

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

Countless clear low hums sounded from the red spirit bead.

One by one, the red runes seemed to have spirits, constantly rushing into the depths of Ji Yun's sea of ​​consciousness. Each red rune turned into a phantom of a fire phoenix, helping him to resist the attack of the sword spirit. In a breath, a hideous look appeared on Ji Yun's solemn face, and his face became a little distorted.

Crack! Crack!

In a moment, cracks appeared in the red spirit bead.

At this time, Ji Yun also suddenly opened his eyes with a little pain.

"Fellow Daoist Qing!"

It seemed that he remembered something.

Ji Yun looked to the side with a nervous expression.

But he saw that the green figure he was worried about had regained consciousness before him.

Even his face was calmer than his.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yun couldn't help but look shocked.

That terrifying sword soul attack was enough to threaten even a powerful late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Even he had to use the life-saving item given by his family to barely protect his soul, but he didn't expect that fellow Daoist Qing was also safe and sound.

At this moment, Li Qing looked into the distance with a serious expression.

Although he blocked Jian Yu's terrifying sword soul attack with the power of the Heavenly Curse Crystal, it was a big drain on his soul.

The attack of that sword soul level was no less than the soul attack of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

On the other side.

Jian Yu was looking at Li Qing and the others with a frown.

"I didn't expect that in addition to Ji Yun, this person also had a higher-level soul treasure to protect him"

With his current state, the offensive of Sword Soul Killing Spirits is far beyond what a monk in the later stage of Nascent Soul can resist, unless there are some heaven-defying divine soul treasures.

He was not surprised that Ji Yun was able to save his life.

After all, he is from the Ji family.

That's why he took action so unscrupulously.

But even he didn't expect that his former friend not only possessed the top ancient inheritance in this world, but was also blessed with the same heaven-defying soul treasure.

"I really want to know, how many more times can you block the sword soul attack?"

Kendama looked at Li Qing and said calmly.

"I also want to know how many more attacks can the sword soul that has not yet completely condensed be able to launch?"

Li Qing's expression did not change.

Not to mention that Kendama has not completely entered the realm of Sword Soul. Even if he has completely entered that level, he is still at the peak level of mid-Nascent Soul after all, and it is impossible to launch infinite Sword Soul offensives.

"Haha, interesting"

Kendama smiled coldly, and then looked at Ji Yun, "Even if you can still hold on to the next offensive, what about him?"

"If he is severely injured, what other means do you have to save his life in my hands?"

Hearing this, Li Qing frowned slightly.

If this is the case, even if Kendama no longer launches sword soul offensives and attacks with frontal strength, it will be difficult to resist with his current methods.

Unless the last trump card is exposed, the Five-Element Spirit Puppet may use the power of the Suppressing Sea Pearl.

But in that case, all of his trump cards against powerful men in the late Nascent Soul stage would be exposed, which would be very detrimental to his subsequent plans. After others know that he possesses the Five Yuanling Puppet, they will definitely prepare for subsequent plans against him. more fully.

"Your talent has amazed me more and more. I can't keep you."

Kendama then shook his head.

The next moment, above his head, the phantom of the bloody flying sword lit up again.

His attitude is self-evident, he wants to severely injure Ji Yun before taking action against Li Qing.

"Friend Qingdao, don't panic, hold on to Ancestor Junmu"

Before Ji Yun could finish what he said.

At the end of the boundless black darkness in the distance, a cyan light began to glow.

call! call!

A vast coercion permeated this netherworld.

See this scene.

There were countless cheers all around.

"It's Ancestor Junmu. It's Ancestor Junmu who's here."

The originally dead world of the underworld was now filled with countless excited shouts and roars.

Among the three large spiritual islands.

The army of monks who were still struggling to persevere seemed to see hope of survival.

In the battlefield.

Ji Yun also looked overjoyed.

"It seems your plan is destined to fail."

Ji Yun looked at Kendama with a sneer.

But at this time, Kendama still looked indifferent, and even had a little smile in his eyes: "It seems that you are lucky, the ancestor Junmu has arrived."

boom! Long! Long!

Huge shadows like green branches stretched out this black netherworld.

The vast green rainbow quickly approached the battlefield in the passage paved with countless green branches.

The terrifying and vast coercion of the late Nascent Soul has begun to sweep across this black netherworld.

Although Ji Yun on the side said harsh words, he still did not take the initiative to take action. The previous battle had made him realize the gap between the two sides. Taking action now would undoubtedly completely anger this mysterious swordsman from the Ghost King Sect.

"Escape. This may be your only chance. Whether you can leave or not depends on your luck."

Kendama suddenly looked at Li Qing with a calm expression and said with some seriousness.

"leave?"

Li Qing's expression suddenly hardened.

He knew that Kendama would not be aimless, and at this moment, new information came from the demon body. The two elders of Diming Taishang who had disappeared before reappeared and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Could it be that the Ghost King Sect has arranged everything a long time ago? Even Ancestor Junmu has thought of coming to support and has made sufficient preparations?"

At this moment.

An old voice echoed through the black nether world.

"Since I am forced to take action, let's keep them all."

A blue rainbow with vast and overwhelming aura illuminated the world.

Ancestor Junmu has arrived.

In the battlefield, all the Nascent Soul Demon Lords began to flee crazily.

As for those Nascent Soul Lords, all of them looked excited and began to actively chase and kill the fleeing Nascent Soul Demon Lords.

throughout the battlefield.

Only Li Qing and Ji Yun were left with expressionless faces.

Especially Ji Yun, whose eyes showed great uneasiness.

He is not a fool. Judging from Kendama's reaction, the Ghost King Sect seems to have prepared sufficient response.

Woo! Woo!

Two distant and ancient crazy roars came out from this piece of darkness.

boom! boom!

It was like two meteorites falling from the sky.

Two missing altars that had been ignored by everyone reappeared in the open air.

The black nether world immediately surged.

Two altars with a size of more than a hundred feet reappeared in the world.

On top of the two altars, the two elders of the Ghost King Sect, Ming Taishang, stood at the top.

"Young master, let's take action. Ancestor Junmu is the right person for the master's natal flying sword to sacrifice to his spirit, haha! Haha!"

The sound of unbridled laughter resounded throughout the world.

at the same time.

I saw this world of deathly silence and darkness.

Boundless ghost energy spurted out from every corner of the world.

A blood-red ghost king with a size of more than 100 feet, wearing a black-patterned black armor and a single horn on his head, jumped out of the blood-red altar and rushed towards the approaching Jun Mu Patriarch. At the same time, a ghost king with the same terrifying power and blood-red black armor flew out of the black altar on the other side, emitting a vast and ancient ghost aura.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

The two terrifying ghost kings both exuded a vast pressure, which was the real fourth-stage late existence.

The approaching Jun Mu Patriarch was instantly surrounded by two fourth-stage late ghost kings.

"Are you guys plotting against me?"

A somewhat nervous roar sounded.

Obviously, at this moment, Jun Mu Patriarch also completely understood that the purpose of the Ghost King Sect was not to defeat the so-called monk army defense line from the beginning, but for him.

On the other side.

Jian Yu waved behind him.

A special ghost eye jade talisman appeared, and then turned into a long rainbow with a dark and vast breath and rushed to the sky above the sky,

above the boundless dark sky and earth.

A dark cave that blocked out the sun and the sky quietly floated between heaven and earth.

As the talisman rushed into the black cave, the originally quiet black cave began to sway.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A more terrifying and mighty black torrent gushed out from it, carrying the might that seemed to devour the heaven and earth, and poured into the black netherworld below.

The more ancient and vast netherworld power flashed with infinite glimmers, making the surrounding space tremble.

A trace of space cracks suddenly emerged, as if even this world could not bear such power.

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the boundless dark netherworld seemed to be overturned, becoming even darker and colder.

The vast netherworld breath seemed to freeze and corrode all living beings.

At this time, even the Yuanying Zhenjun who could originally emit a faint spiritual light were completely shrouded in boundless darkness, and there was no trace of them.

Just when the surrounding world was changing drastically.

Jian Yu once again took a deep look at Li Qing, and then completely disappeared in the boundless darkness.

At the top of the boundless netherworld.

A black flying sword was still suspended.

At this moment, in the vast netherworld power erupting from the black netherworld, black flowing flowers like living beings began to fall towards the black flying sword.

"The Soul-Slaying Sword is completed today"

Seeing this scene, even Jian Yu, who was always cold and ruthless, couldn't help but smile.

This was the most perfect natal flying sword he could refine.

It was also his opportunity to break through the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Once the sword was completed, he could practice the Blood Nether Heaven-Slaying Sword Art to perfection, and thus break through the late stage of the Nascent Soul in one fell swoop.

By then, except for the great monks standing at the top of the world, he would have no scruples.

You know, he is a sword cultivator at the third level of the sword path.

"Master has spared no expense to support the Ghost King Sect, for the sake of future opportunities in this sealed land. This sealed land will also become the perfect foundation for me to pursue the sword path of immortality."