On the banks of Mishui River, the six masters kill the game, knowing their fate, and holding the sword again, there is no one in the world.

Zhu Xian and Shen Xian came out together, and the earth energy was blessed by thousands of miles, and one sword cut the true realm, and the bright red dyed the night sky.

The five masters were shocked. Before they could react, the sword light arrived again. When one master was lost, his arm was severely injured.

"Don't be careless"

Hongluan Yizuang shouted in a deep voice and reminded him.

The other four immediately calmed down, came back from the shock, and focused on the battle.

In the battle situation, the figure in plain clothes and white silhouetted, slashed, stabbed, dragged, and made one move, without any drag. From beginning to end, his expression was not shocked, and he could not see any emotional changes, as if a combat machine, calm and terrible.

A hundred years of life and death, countless life-and-death battles have created today's fate, absolute calmness, and absolute ruthlessness.

Zhu Xian slashed his sword, with an unparalleled sharp edge, and the immortal fell to his death, with a power falling like a sky.

When the sword light arrived, Hongluan's ancestor received a move, and with a loud shock, his body slid several feet away.

"Sword Technique, Three Lights Glory"

The body of plain clothes moves again, white flying, three points in one body, the sword is extremely meaningful, the sword dances in spring and autumn, and the sky and the earth shines together.

The three sword lights that emerged were dazzling. The sword light passed by and the void was three points, and the entire night sky was illuminated by this amazing sword light, just like daytime.

The sword has been for hundreds of years and is unique in the world.

Three people received the sword, and the terrifying sword light passed through the body, the blood flowers were brilliant, and they flew across the sky.

"Well"

The muffled groans sounded, and the three monks took more than ten steps in a row, and their bodies were dyed red.

The three swords retreated to the three priests, not far away, another priest had already reached its palm power, and his palm was pounding, which should be in the body of knowing one's destiny.

Blood dripped down silently, Ning Chen's sword intent blocked most of the palm power and protected the vital points of his body.

The battle was so hot that the injuries were interchanging. The five gods looked extremely heavy. Although they had expected that this battle was not easy, no one had expected that it would be so difficult.

The death and four serious injuries were caused by unacceptable costs. The ninth son of the Mo Sect was injured. Such a situation was unexpected.

At the center of the battle, the plain figure stood quietly, Bai Qingwu, with the same face as a hundred years ago, but there was more wind and frost.

"The six paths fall together, and the devil's disasters are numerous"

After a moment of stillness, Ning Chen's hand passed by Zhu Xian in his hand, and the evil spirit filled the sky. The immortal crawled away his hand and then coiled around his body, and the red light surged all over the sea.

"The Supreme Forbidden Sword"

With one step, he entered the nine heavens, and the sword light surged into the sky, and the terrifying power suddenly arose.

"Stop him!"

The expression of the Hongluan Ancestor changed. This move was a move to open the ancient battlefield, and he must not be used as a way.

The other four priests also heard about it, and their figures quickly flew out and went straight into the sky, blocking the former's tricks.

Above the nine heavens, Ning Chen looked at the five people who were bullied, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the sword on the ancient battlefield left a deep impression on the people of the world.

"Nirvana"

Suddenly, the power of the sword intent in the sky changed, and the moves ended in an instant, and countless sword lights crisscrossed, making them unparalleled.

The sword of Nirvana fell like rain, falling down from the sky one by one, endless, opening the sky and breaking the earth.

The five masters changed their colors and it was too late to fight back. They had to protect the key points with all their strength and resist the sword lights all over the sky.

"Bang"

A pool of blood splashed across the sky, five figures fell to the earth, and the sword energy was boundless.

Ning Chen's figure slowly fell down, looking at the five severely injured people, without saying anything, he walked forward step by step.

One by one, the true realm venerables stood up, but before they could react, they passed by in plain clothes, Zhu Xian took his life, and blood splattered into the water.

Four heads flew up, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Hongluan's ancestor, blocking the death-taking sword with his body.

A inch before his throat, Zhu Xian stopped. Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him, his calm eyes, and there was no slight wave.

It was so close to you, and the white figure in front of her was reflected in the eyes of the Red Luan Princess, so familiar and so strange.

For some reason, tears fell down one by one, which was hatred and heartache.

He was stronger than before, even the first ancestor was defeated by him, but his life was about to come to an end.

Looking at the tears falling in the woman's eyes, Ning Chen put down the sword in his hand and said calmly, "Let's go before I change my mind."

The Queen Hongluan suppressed the sadness in her heart, helped the first ancestor who was severely injured behind her, and turned around and left.

Above the void, the twelve powerful men in the half-step realm put away the golden chains all over the sky and left together.

As the enemy left, on the riverside, blood dripping from Ning Chen's mouth flowed silently, dyeing the plain clothes in front of him red.

Finally, it's all over.

Zhu Xian, Shen Xian inserted into the earth, and the blood on the sword gradually dried up in the wind. For a hundred years, a long hundred years, I was tired of walking and tired of killing.

If there is a next life, I am willing to be ordinary.

During the forbidden years, the sacred tree swayed, and the green fruit gradually revealed golden light, and it was getting closer and closer to ripening.

In the next three years, the figure by the river, without moving a step, stood silently under the tree, waiting for the fruits of the sacred tree to mature.

A hundred years have passed, and the golden world has officially arrived. The prides of heaven in various domains emerge one after another, and geniuses have been constantly entering the real world, even the real world.

Xiaoyue Restaurant, the owner of Xiaoyue Building, which has not been released in nearly a century, is getting calmer and calmer day by day, gradually becoming completely restrained, but his true cultivation is becoming more and more terrifying and unpredictable.

On Shenji Peak, Shenji stood at the top of the peak all day long, watching the changes in the world's general trend, he also did not leave a step further.

The Red Luan Star Field, in the endless white mist, the galaxy is brilliant, and within the galaxy, huge black vortexes are swirling. A hundred years ago, the Queen Mother of the West was buried with the last power of the King's Slayer. The terrifying aura becomes clearer and chills.

Suddenly, deep in the star field, the sound of immortals was faint. Three dragon corpses tried in the fairy sedan chair and quickly left, not knowing where to come or where to go.

In the major star fields, the divine treasures are constantly emerging, and the ruins of ancient times are gradually manifested in the world, and struggles are frequent, and in troubled times, and in great times, it is difficult to be clear.

When the world is in chaos, the quiet riverside is still calm and makes people feel heart-wrenching. Apart from the sound of the cold wind, there is no sound anymore.

After the final battle, no one came by the Mishui River. The two immortal swords in hand, the blessing of the earth energy of thousands of miles completely turned the Mishui River into a forbidden land, and the forbidden sounds in the world.

A hundred years have passed, and I know that my life life has come to an end. My extremely tired eyes look at the sacred tree ahead, struggling to support my body that is about to collapse, waiting for the fruit to ripen.

Outside the Mishui River, spring comes again. As everything revives, under the tree, the eyes of Zhide's fate suddenly lit up.

But above the sacred tree, the last trace of green color of the immortal peach faded away, the golden light evaporated, the red light shone, and a powerful vitality that shocked the world, and the two divine forbiddens around them instantly dissipated.

The peaches are ripe, the breath of life spreads, the dead quiet river is purified in an instant, the dead trees are in spring, the lake water fades away from its vermilion, and it returns to its original state.

The thing that defies the heavens and changes fate, the treasure that revolves around life and death appears. The nine heavens feel, with thousands of thunders, deep roars, and the wrath of heaven blows down.

"roll!"

Under the tree, Zhiming, who had been silent for countless days and nights, shouted angrily, swung his sword, and opened the sky thousands of miles.
Chapter completed!