The virtual realm is windless and silent, as quiet as a tomb. There are countless thunderstorms in the airspace higher than the higher level, as if they will fall at any time, but it seems that they will never fall. It looks like purple, red, and blue monster eyes staring at everything below.

Jing Jiu looked at his right hand, and at the same time looked at every part of his body, confirming that he had undergone some very subtle or mysterious changes.

Accepting Liu Ci's invitation in a barren mountain and ruined temple became his sword to kill Nanshi and Xilai. For him, it was the most important step towards the river.

He didn't know what would happen in the future, and the questions he asked the two Nankis were finally answered by Nanki.

Those are not important. He never doubted himself. The reason why he has rejected Liu Ci over the years and is unwilling to take this step is because he is worried about another thing.

He looked at Shaoming Island on the sea and could guess from the formations of the Zhongzhou Sect and Yimaozhai Sect, that his senior brother should be on that island.

Did you calculate this in advance? If he is really that ghost, then you may indeed win the war in the end, but do you still have a chance to enjoy it?

Thinking of these things, he looked somewhere in the sky, but found that Liu Ci was no longer there.

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天空里飘着雨.

The rain was not heavy, but it stopped after a while. Many practitioners' clothes were not wet.

Even if a few drops of rain fell on his face, no one thought of erasing it, and no one thought of using Taoism to block the rain outside.

Everyone was still in the extreme shock brought by the sword light, so they could not care about these trivial matters.

The sword light came from the sky and arrived in the blink of an eye. It seriously injured the West Sea Sword God, instantly killed countless people, disintegrated the flying whale, and finally slashed Nanqi in the sky.

As the world opens up, ghosts and gods should also avoid it. No matter what kind of text is described, it is not enough...

What kind of sword is this? How could there be such a sword in the world?

The practitioners recalled their long career in practicing Taoism, recalled the ancient classics in the mountain gate, and found that there was never such a powerful sword.

This may even be the strongest sword ever in Chaotian Continent.

Countless gazes returned to the scene with the rain and fell on Liu Ci Zhenren.

Those eyes were full of awe.

That sword was really terrible, and the person who could cut this sword was naturally even more terrifying.

Many people remembered what Liu Ci Zhenren said to Nan Qi not long ago.

——I am the head of Qingshan, and I will naturally be invincible in the world.

Yes.

With a sword in hand, Liu Ci is the strongest person in Chaotian Continent.

Even the strongest person in the world, slashing such a sword will still consume a lot of energy and sword energy.

柳词看了眼少明岛方向,忽然挑眉.

There is a wind blowing.

阴云密布于天空之上.

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The twelve-level swords are not considered a peerless sword, but the West Sea Sword God is already close to a peerless person.

When he was taken away from Kirishima Island by Tianjinren, he was just a teenager.

Without a teacher or a sect, he only relied on a few sword books. He only took two hundred years to cultivate to the peak of swordsmanship and founded the Xihai Sword Sect. Of course, such a person is amazing.

Under the great pressure of Qingshan Sect, the Xihai Sword Sect has been supported to this day. How many people in the world can do it?

Unfortunately, the Taoist he gave himself a sword to come to the west, and it was ultimately better than a sword outside the sky.

Fortunately, the powerful Qingshan Sect were still in the Six-Star Sword Formation at that time, so he could only watch him return to the Falling Immortal Island after being seriously injured.

This is the main island of the Xihai Sword Sect, which is very far away from Shaoming Island. Even if the mountain gate formation is broken, the defense here can support it for a period of time.

On the cliff facing the sea from the east of the island, there is a huge hole about a hundred feet wide and dozens of feet high.

It's like a giant window, with the sea, rain, wind and wind all over the sea.

A white line grew on the sea surface, and the West Sea Sword God fell into the window.

He looked back and saw rain falling in the sky, knowing that his master was dead.

Now that I think about it, the master is called the Sword Immortal of the South China Sea. The name Flying Immortal Island is really bad, and it should have been changed back then.

The Xihai Sword God's face was a little pale and had no emotional change. He asked, "Is this your situation?"

A few years ago, Xuan Yinzi contacted him through Su Ziye and wanted to cooperate and kill Taiping Zhenren.

He was not good at conspiracy and knew that such a simple plan had no chance of success, so he dragged the Zhongzhou faction through Su Ziye.

According to the initial idea, his goal was to kill Taiping Zhenren, and then join forces with his master to kill the ghost in Qingshan.

In order to trick Taiping Zhenren into the game, he sent all the lives of Tianjinren... As a result, the master is dead and the Xihai is about to be destroyed, but the Zhongzhou Sect has not taken action.

问题出在哪里非常清楚.

No matter how terrible the Qingshan Sect attack on the Xihai Islands, no matter how sudden the outside world is, Su Ziye has been staying on the Flying Immortal Island.

The former young master of Xuanyin Sect, the most talented and promising young man with evil paths, could not cause any storm in this war.

He had done something like raising trouble before the war began.

There was a reason for him to stay on the Falling Immortal Island. He knew that the West Sea Sword God would definitely come back and asked himself this.

"Yes."

Su Ziye said calmly: "From the beginning to the end, all I have to do is to kill you. After this matter is over, the Zhongzhou Sect will help Xuanyin Sect find a spiritual vein."

The Sword God of the West Sea was several feet away from him, but he stretched out his hand but strangled his neck.

A sword intent ejected from Su Ziye's eyebrows, reaching the chest of the West Sea Sword God.

The body of the West Sea Sword God shook slightly, his injuries became even worse, and the Taoist tree almost collapsed.

Even if he can escape today, he will not be able to heal his injuries without a hundred years of hard practice, and there is no hope of reaching the peak of swordsmanship again.

This sword intent is very powerful, sharp and singular, with a familiar smell.

He remembered that this was Pei Baihai's sword. (Thinking of Chao Xiaoshu.)

Pei Baifa poured all the sword intent and the remaining true energy into Su Ziye's body, and it was not until this time that he finally showed his power.

Su Ziye endured himself in the West Sea Islands for many years, for this moment.

At this time, the West Sea Sword God only needs to have thoughts, and Su Ziye's head will fall.

苏子叶平静等待着死亡的到来.

Many years ago, he cut off Pei Baihai's head with his own hands and saw Tonglu's head floating in the sea with his own eyes. From that moment on, he had never feared death.

奇怪的是,西海剑神没有杀死他.

"The Zhongzhou School actually promises you a spiritual vein... It seems that something is going to happen in Qingshan."

The Sword God of Xihai withdrew his hand without expression and turned around and walked into the depths of the cave.

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Nangui died, the West Sea Sword God fled, and the disciples of the West Sea Sword Sect suffered heavy casualties, especially in the end, the sword light directly crushed all the will to confrontation.

But the war is not over yet because Taiping Zhenren has not been caught.

Shaoming Island was frozen and Longwei Inkstone was always suppressed. Even if Taiping Zhenren is capable, he would not be able to escape silently.

A green mountain sword boat fell towards Shaoming Island.

Master Guangyuan and dozens of Qingshan disciples were about to land on the island.

The cloud ships of Zhongzhou Sect, the Ku Zhou of Yimaozhai, the Guocheng Temple, the Kunlun Sect and other powerful people from the righteous sects were staring at this scene in the air.

The Black Mountain was cut off by the West Sea Sword God, revealing a smooth and flat stone cliff, and an extremely complex tunnel hidden in it.

In the deepest stone chamber, Xuanyin Ancestor stood behind Yin San.

Yin San looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion, and he didn't say anything.

No matter how powerful the fight outside is, it has nothing to do with him. The West Sea is over anyway.

Nan Ji would die under that sword, so the evil disciple should know very well what he would do.

He only needs to get the Chuzi Sword and can leave now.

Today, Nanshi's method also had the sword light coming from the sky, which gave him some inspiration.

Nowadays, only Nan Qi and that sword can touch him.

After leaving Xihai with the Chuzi sword, he would try to turn the sword around. Once he succeeded, he would go to Qingshan to start over again.

Decades later, after the evil disciple died, he could regain the position of the head of Qingshan, hold the Chengtian sword sheath in his hand, and use that sword to sweep the Chaotian Continent to complete the great cause of Qianqiu.
To be continued...