Ten thousand flying swords exploded into a ball of dazzling fireworks over the stone mountain!

The majestic divinity swept across.

Under the blazing sword intent of light, Ling Yue did not melt directly. It was vaguely visible in the blazing light. A long gown with a twisted pain approached the burning destruction several times, but he just took it down.

Ning Yi looked solemn.

This scene is extremely incredible.

It can only be explained one thing... the number of shadow evil in Ling Yue's body is far greater than his imagination!

The so-called divine killing of shadows is nothing more than taking advantage of the difference in quantity... The opposition between light and shadow is just like water and fire.

If there is too much water, the flame can be easily extinguished.

If the fire is strong, it can also burn all the rivers and oceans.

The divine nature and the shadow evil are mutually eroded.

Ling Yue actually resisted it, which shows that the "dark incense" in his body has accumulated an extremely terrifying thickness.

Over the past five years, the secret of Guangming has cleared out the four realms and killed cults. Occasionally, big fish with strong incense are found.

But compared to Ling Yue in front of him... the "big fish" that Guangmingmi will hunt in the four realms, it is probably nothing.

It seems that Shadow has a good understanding of the information of the Sui Dynasty.

The existence of the Light Secret Society... These five years have passed, and it is probably no secret at this moment.

The four realms of the southeast, west and northeast are the weakest places in the secret meeting. Such a big fish is here to preach and collect incense.

Ning Yi believes that this will never be a coincidence!

"kill!"

He put two fingers together, and the world of swords expanded again. The ink paintings of Xiaoyan Mountain Realm spread out loud, covering Lingyue, and tens of thousands of flying swords formed a bright cage.

If Lingyue is led out of Shishan, there is a risk of escaping.

Today, Ning Yi wants to let this big fish die in the sword cage!

The word "Shan" scroll, the word "Li" scroll, the new word "Shu" scroll, the four volumes of completely refined heavenly books, sit in the four directions of the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm, and four flying swords condensed with divine nature are suspended and suppressed.

"The Sword-holder—"

In the center of the sword cage, an angry low roar sounded.

Ling Yue's clothes were broken inch by inch, revealing a solid body surrounded by black air. He carried a wisp of dazzling sword light and slowly stood up.

The dark incense slowly ignited from the middle of the eyebrows.

Ning Yi expected it was good.

This is the fire of faith in the darkness... and it is also the source of his resistance to divinity!

Ling Yue took out the second blade of grass.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Xu Qingyan immediately spoke up for a reminder.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes... These dry grass leaves are the source of Ling Yue's rapid growth in strength?

He suddenly thought of the towering tree in the Golden City... In the tree world where the sword holder originally lived, there was a towering tree entrenched at the origin of all things.

The divine power of the sword holder comes from the tree of eternity.

The second blade of grass was swallowed directly by Ling Yue. Sure enough, Ling Yue's aura surged again in a moment, and the faint shadow evil aura surrounding the body suddenly exploded and turned into a ten-foot-meter-long dark field.

The light sword intent that originally suppressed Ling Yue was unable to get closer for a moment, and was offset by darkness ten feet away.

Ning Yi had no expression on his face, but just slowly frowned.

If he guessed correctly, Ling Yue's original strength was but Xingjun... After swallowing the first grass leaf, he already had the appearance of Nirvana, and the second grass leaf swallowing him directly controlled immortal matter comparable to "divine nature". With the blessing of shadow power, his strength surged again, and now his killing power is difficult to predict... I am afraid he can be comparable to the mid-level Nirvana practitioner.

But, everything in the world

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All have boundaries.

If you are not the power you have obtained from your own practice, you will always have to return it if you borrow it.

The more Lingyue borrows, the greater the burden on her body. With these two grass leaves, how long can she fight with me? What should I do after the grass leaves are blessed?

Ning Yixun quickly made up his mind that even if he was not afraid of Ling Yue, he would not fight with him in close combat. Instead, he would fight a protracted battle with his sword intent and torture him to death!

Ning Yi shouted in a low voice: "Sword, open!"

Kill the sword--

Buzz, tens of thousands of flying swords, all of which awaken the sword thoughts at this moment.

Each flying sword condensed a touch of divinity, and swirled around the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm, woven into a big net, and splashed down one after another!

Like a heavy rain.

Ling Yue roared and rushed to Ning Yi to kill.

His ideas are completely opposite to Ning Yi!

He wanted to seize this short time and kill the two people in front of him.

In a moment, tens of thousands of flying swords splashed and hit the dark realm. The divinity and darkness burst out and roared, and between them, they broke and shattered, exploded, but the shadows that swept forward became faster and faster.

The sword rains all over the sky were unable to stop this thin man like a god of war.

Lingyue was almost crazy and turned into a black meteor, which suddenly hit her.

Ning Yi held Xixue with one hand.

He stared at Ling Yue, who was getting faster and closer and closer to him.

The expression was calm.

The Snow Sword Qi shook in the sheath and was suppressed to the lowest point by him.

Just wait for the next time, Ling Yue came and the slash at a very close distance—

A familiar soft voice sounded behind him.

"I'll help you."

Ning Yi was stunned for a moment. How long have you not heard this sound?

Xu Qingyan took a deep breath.

She stretched out an arm and hovered over Ning Yi's back of the black shirt. Before contacting, the woman's expression hesitated for a moment, but the black meteor roared and hit her face firmly and slowly pressed down.

The Bone Plain burst out with a perfect roar!

Reassuring power.

Ning Yi felt his "root" at this moment. He only needed to stand here, and behind him was a big tree that could be relied on and provided endless divinity!

He let out a long sigh.

Instantly, enter into meditation.

Unshelf.

The sword energy pours out like a river!

Over the entire canyon, it was like a god descending, with a three-foot sword edge hanging out of thousands of feet of vast gullies.

...

...

The two long gorges collided together, like two dragon ridges, twisted together into one.

Under a sword, the dragon's spine tilted.

The two mountain gorges slowly spread out, the green leaves of the mountain range rumbled and rolled, the river surged a hundred feet, and then fell again, and billions of water droplets hanged out a colorful rainbow.

This is a very beautiful scene.

The man and woman who handed out this sword seemed to have completed the most exquisite work of art in the world, stepped on the flying sword, surrounded by clouds and mist.

The ink and wash in Xiaoyan Mountain Realm slowly dissipated.

Ning Yi stared at the scene in front of him and said nothing for a long time... He always thought that his sword skills had been so sharp that he could not improve. Today he realized that he was wrong.

With Xu Qingyan's divine blessing.

The killing power of Xixue can climb a huge step without any effort.

Neither he nor Xu Qingyan have passed away.

But how many Nirvana can be withstood in this sword?

"pity……"

Xu Qingyan was also attracted by the scene of a huge sword.
To be continued...