At this time, the demonic energy was almost condensed into reality, and there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling everywhere. Except within ten feet of the Buddha, within ten feet of the radius of thousands of miles, there was almost no place to stand. The Orthodox people present were all those with deep cultivation, and they were like rootless trees. They were floating and sinking in this wave, and the great momentum of heaven and earth had been achieved, and Taoism and Buddha were useless.

In the crystal illumination mirror embedded on the Buddha's forehead, Lu Qingyan's figure suddenly appeared. The lotus steps moved slightly and slowly walked out of the mirror. The remnants of the demons nearby were all worshipped and called the leader. In addition to Zen Master Mingyue, the old demons and giants present only escaped from the Buddhist ban and the other elder, the Poison Fire True Lord, the other monsters were either sealed or killed. At the peak of the Nasty Cult, there were dozens of Yuanshen and no less than one million servants and disciples, all of whom died in this battle. Ironically, most of them died in this disaster.

"Everyone, it's time to wipe out the righteous path in one fell swoop!" Then he soared into the air, and the demonic energy of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs emerged from his body, wrapping the cauldron. The huge Buddha emitted infinite black light. In the depths of the seven-level desire realm, countless Shura Yasha were cheering and the whole world was slightly twisted. At the same time, Lu Qingyan's true body outside the formation trembled all over, and red lights involuntarily shot out from his facial features. The evil energy soared into the sky, and a dark red light flashed across the sky. After calculation, countless masters and seniors in the Middle Earth frowned and surprised.

On Mount Emei, on Lingcui Cliff, a middle-aged man was flying, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the killing star outside the sky expressionlessly.

"Dad, how could Chi Youxing appear at this time?" A beautiful daughter asked softly, which was Fang Yurong, the senior sister of Emei.

"There is a demon in the northwest."

"It's really not yet settled, but it's rising again!" Fang Yurong sighed.

"Master, what else can I do now? Let him let him let go and do it!" Bai Yuzi asked anxiously. The two saint monks died, and both Zhen Yuanzi and himself were greatly damaged. Now they have no power to fight back. The Baiqi Daoist is no longer clear about his spiritual consciousness. The last time he can fight, but this master of the sect never takes action.

"The other Nine Nether Cauldron was hidden in the formation by Lu Mo. Even if she was removed at this time, it would be useless. How could anyone Shiji Queen do it?"

Ai Ruzhen's eyes passed through thousands of miles, and the originally vast desert land seemed to disappear. Instead, it was a mass of mixed-round air balls, not knowing its length or width, but seeing the earth fire and Feng Shui running around in it.

"Then let's watch it, let the righteous people close their eyes and wait for death!" Bai Qiuzi sent a message anxiously.

"If the moon is full, it will be deficient, if the water is full, it will overflow. Only when the quiet and empty can it be too turbulent. This is the case in the world." Ai Ruzhen said softly, his eyes far away.

Zhou Qian and a group of demons stood on the shoulders of the Buddha, and neither water, fire, wind and thunder were touched, but they were anxious in their hearts. Seeing that the world was about to fall, everyone was about to overturn, but their homes were close, but they were powerless and had to pretend to be gloating. It was really hard for him.

A pair of tender glands gently covered his tight hand, and Miaomu looked at the person in front of him with concern.

‘Zhou Lang, you have tried your best!’

An old voice suddenly rang out, "Mr. Zhou, you haven't seen me for twenty-nine years."

"Palm--!" Zhou Qian quickly shut up, his expression tightened, and he glanced at his left and right, but fortunately no one cared.

‘Just just meditate in your heart.’

‘The real person in charge!’

‘I have been sneaking into this place over the years, wandering among the heretics, and hovering among the demonic minions. It’s really embarrassing you!’

‘Zhou Gan had nothing to do, but the situation is so corrupt now. Can the real person have a way to rescue him?!’

"One yin and one yang are called Tao, which are mutually generated and formed, and are mutually responsible. The same is true for the transformation of misfortunes and blessings. The stronger the power of the demon cauldron and the greater the power of the free God, the weaker the demon Lu, and when the heaven and earth reopen, it is the moment of breaking the deadlock."

‘This…’ Zhou Gan was vaguely enlightened.

‘The key is to you.’

‘The disciples have more heart but less strength!’ Zhou Gan smiled bitterly, the only old demon in the Demon Cauldron left and the naked sect, the Big Ghost True Man and the Zen Master Mingyue were very careful, and they were single-wheeled. No matter one of the two, they didn’t need three moves to clean up their own family.

"My jade purity spirit will temporarily attach to you, allowing your magic power to temporarily break through the thirteenth level of Qingyun's mind method and obtain five hundred years of Taoism. Lu Mo was too suspicious and refused to let go of others. He only used the crystal illumination mirror to show his clone to drive such treasures. Do you know how to do it?"

"Disciple understands it!!"

"I didn't want to put such a burden on you, and I had to do it by chance."

"It's just a failure, and you'll be successful."

When Zhou Gan closed his eyes and opened them again, he was already determined. He slowly let go of Yingzhao'er's hand and whispered: "Wait until I do whatever I do, you must hold it back and don't stand up."

"Zhou Lang, you..."

As soon as he stepped out, he didn't know how much Ai Ruzhen used it. The blue bird cage in his body lit up, and streams of green cloud essence filled into his body like money. His magic practice was quickly forced to retreat to a corner, and his momentum rose steadily! Coincidentally, the phantom of Lu Mo's plan was at its most critical moment. The phantom that turned into slowly merged with the Nine Nether Cauldron. The earth, fire, water and wind were stirred up in the sky, and the black light at the mouth of the cauldron was sprinkled on the Buddha's mouth in pieces; and the sea of ​​blood on the ground gradually melted under the feet of the Buddha's body. The jade girl's palms slowly raised, and a terrifying atmosphere spread out. The black light crackled and the palms were facing inside. The "crack" and "crack" sounded. The sky was like glass slipping, and countless scratches and black lines were produced. Looking around, it seemed that the world was about to crack.

"What do you want to do if you are ugly!" A familiar naked disciple nearby shouted suddenly. Zhou Gan let out a long roar, and several acres of green clouds appeared above his head, full of fairy energy, and the sword light burst into a hundred feet. The human sword was united, and he swept left and right, and the human body was split in half and the blood mist burst out.

"You have a share for those who attended the blood feast that day!"

Zhou Gan had never felt so good. The clouds transformed from the true qi above his head seemed to be his soul, everywhere, and all directions were everywhere. The world seemed to have changed. Mountains were not mountains, and water was no longer water, not to mention the endless surging magic power and true qi in his body. His eyes saw the people struggling in the demonic energy, and his mind suddenly disappeared, and he instantly passed a hundred feet and flew towards Lu Qingyan's transformation.

"It's another fine work of Qingcheng Sect!" The big ghost real man turned into a huge evil ghost. He opened his mouth and turned into a Shuramen, blocking Zhou Gan's place of destination. As soon as the door opened, countless skull heads shot out, hundreds, all of whom were green eyes, fierce eyes, fangs and wide mouths, and their mouths were banged.

"Take me as the sword, the heaven and earth will control it! Open!" Zhou Gan shouted loudly, the sword light shrank first and then rose, the light was dazzling, and his magic power was full. The sword technique in "Yuan Sword Art" was finally used without reservation. The strange chapter created by the Jiu Taoist is really powerful. Before he even stepped forward, the aftermath forced the skull to explode, and fireworks flew, and the sounds were connected.

With a loud bang, the Shuramen actually penetrated directly. The huge evil ghost turned into a soul of the Great Ghost, but there was a hole in front of his chest, and blue smoke was emitted.

"You dare!" Zen Master Mingyue roared angrily, and pushed his hands without reservation. The endless black evil silk sprinkled across the sky, dense and thick, as if it had fallen into a layer of black rain.

Zhou Gan had nowhere to avoid him, but suddenly his mind moved, and he held the fairy sword, stepped forward, and pinched his fingers. The sword suddenly emitted a ray of light, and with his backhand, the already chaotic earth fire Fengshui was surging rivers, rolled in a circle in front of him, turning into a tornado. Under the guidance of the situation, the black evil silk could not enter half an inch and was pulled by the momentum and was lost.

"This sword move is..." Lu Qingyan, who was thousands of miles away, murmured.

The sword light was ignited and swung, and it took half a moment to make it. Zen Master Mingyue thought about using the magic trick, but it was too late. Zhou Gan and Lu Qingyan were eventually less than ten feet apart.

The green clouds sacrificed above the head filled the Bailing Sword, causing the sword light to extend continuously, and finally turned into a thousand-foot-foot-green blue air sword. The sword was covered with a vortex of air, as if it could cut through the stars.

"Check me a move!"

The wind and thunder exploded, and Lu Mo raised the Nine Nether Cauldron to meet him. The red patterns on the cauldron body lit up, and endless black light suddenly emitted. One sword and one tripod collided with each other. A wave of blue and black air spread out from the center and rolled over tens of thousands of miles. Zhou Gan's fingers holding the sword were instantly left with only white bones. If it weren't for the self-sacrificing Qingyun, the divine light of Taiqing Xuanmiao Tianfu turned into brushing down, otherwise, just this would be the one who could not find any part of his flesh and blood! It was obvious that it was the head teacher Ai Zhenren who secretly helped him.

But the power of the sword has been gone, and only the broken sword body is still breathing in a few inches of cold light, while the Jiuyou Cauldron is intact!

"Ai Ruzhen, do you have any other actions besides letting the junior die?" Lu Qingyan said with a cold smile.

Zhou Gan's face turned red and white, and blood spurted out. Another soul-sacred Master Poison Fire was able to see the flaw, raised his hand and shot out hundreds of fire poisonous thunders, the size of Zhuwan, and smashed it on his body. A slim woman suddenly blocked her body, raised her hands and stretched her hands to open a barrier, but the thunder and fire were so fierce. A series of explosions sounded, and the woman vomited blood and flew backwards, which was the answer.

‘I tell you that the three styles of Ziqiong, the moon rises, the turmoil, and the Fengshui sword are one of the keys to breaking the deadlock. Seeing that the sword energy in your body continues to spread and stimulates the whole body, the practice of practicing must be a set of skills to break through power with force. Perhaps it can complement my three swords and improve them.’

Zhou Gan was heartbroken and anxious, his mind was blank. On that day, Nan Cheng's words suddenly slid through his heart, and mysterious changes aroused in his body. Five acupoints and six meridians were combined. The sword body in his hand suddenly dissipated with the wind, leaving only the hilt in his hand...

Lu Qingyan lowered her head in disbelief, looked at the sword tip half a foot long on her chest, clapped her palm and hit Zhou Gan open, just blowing out the scroll in the clothes room. The paper scroll spreads with the wind, showing a vibrant young man, who is dancing with swords and smiling—

"It's as light as the wind, and you can't see it after passing thousands of mountains. The best is like water. It's good to benefit all things without fighting. This is a Feng Shui sword." As if it were an illusion, Nan Cheng's phantom smiled softly.

"Why do you stop me? Why!! The Orthodox Church is betraying you, I am avenging you!!" Tears burst out from the eyes of Old Demon Lu.

Even if the sword blade is sharp, only the thread of love is hurt.

Without the drive of the old demon Lu, the Nine Nether Cauldron could not bear the endless demonic energy and exploded. The free God had no nourishment of blood and energy. He smiled strangely and rushed out of the Buddha's body and turned into a five-color light that could penetrate the barriers of heaven and earth and disappear. Looking at its direction, he was flying towards Lu Qingyan's true body. The Demon Devouring Lord has always been like this. The Buddha lost his divine power, and the earth fire and Feng Shui suddenly surged over, and the Buddha's body suddenly exploded inch!!!

‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’

Zhou Gan was already in a state of confusion and half-darken, and only he could vaguely see that Ai Ruzhen turned into Qingyun was about to support him and leave this harsh place.

"Don't save me, save her first!" A scream was the same seriously injured response.

"Crazy, crazy..." I don't know if it was joy or sadness.
Chapter completed!