Until now, there are very few people in the field who are still intact.

Even Sun Heng was severely injured by Li Miaoyuan's sword and was entangled with death.

I'm afraid that only Zhu Ziyu's strength has not been weakened, but because he is at the core of the formation, his controllable power can surpass everyone present!

The mountain top is mid-air.

Sun Heng slashed his sword straight, and the sharpness of the sword light seemed to be able to split the towering mountain with one blow!

Under the sword light, Zhu Ziyu held the jade hairpin in his hand and pointed it forward gently.

The rich water vapor surged out in an instant, and with the intention of freezing everything, it faced the sword light.

"Click..."

The chill that came was beyond Sun Heng's expectations. The sword light just touched it and it turned out to be unstable.

As far as he knows, the Yinluo Sect does not have such magical powers!

"Sing..."

The long sword trembled slightly, and the dragon roared out from the blade.

The Tianlong Yin was originally a top martial art, but it showed amazing power in Sun Heng's hands.

The sound waves fluctuate, and even the cold air that came was shattered wherever they passed.

Sun Heng, who was the commander of the long sword, also broke through the cover of the cold air and forced the sword to the top of the mountain.

"Swish!"

The two purple gold centipede jumped aside, with thousands of claws dancing like blades, slashing thousands of lights and shadows, and falling towards Sun Heng.

"Ding...dang..."

With a crisp sound, the sword light of the sky knife drew a perfect semicircle. With just a flash, the two purple gold sky centipede that was comparable to the Taoist foundation had already spread a hundred feet away!

“Hulala…”

The ghost banner shook wildly in the wind, and the nineteen ghosts intertwined into a net, covering Sun Heng. The two ghosts on the front were all Taoist monks in front of them.

After they died, they were refined into the banner, and with the help of the power of the ghost banner, they could also exert their power that was not inferior to the Taoist foundation.

"Peng!"

Sun Heng stepped forward, but behind him there was something heavily landing on the top of the mountain.

But it is a black coffin.

The black coffin lid was lifted open, and the rich corpse energy soared into the sky, and the flying zombie Wen Mingyu had already jumped out of it.

After the Taiyin Corpse Refining Art is advanced, the golden corpse can be transformed into a golden armored corpse, and the flying zombie can also evolve into a flying zombie.

In addition to his great strength, he can also use a few magical powers and magic.

Although Wen Mingyu's corpse has not yet advanced, it has the rich yin energy in the black coffin as a backing, and is not afraid of the incoming attack. It only requires a crazy attack.

This is the first time that it has already shared most of Sun Heng's pressure.

The sword light spitted out, and instantly slashed the block of the ghost banner, allowing him to appear in front of Zhu Ziyu.

The long sword cuts horizontally and cuts the beauty's neck straight, trying to snatch her head with one knife.

As a master of martial arts, Sun Heng has full confidence. At this distance, no one in the world can escape his sword!

And even if there is murderous intention, no one can let his subordinates show mercy!

"bite……"

The blade of the Heavenly Knife slashed Zhu Ziyu's crystal-like neck, but it made a crisp sound of collision.

It was as if he was not the weak body, but the frozen and indestructible ice!

"Um?"

With his eyes raised, Sun Heng did not stop his momentum, pressing down with his long sword, and his strength increased sharply again.

There was also a strange shock force emerging on the blade.

"Crack..."

The cracks appeared on Zhu Ziyu's flawless neck, adding a little disagreement to this perfection.

Zhu Ziyu's expression was like the ice that wrapped around her body, and it remained motionless from beginning to end!

Only the half of the jade hairpin in his palm trembled slightly, turning into a stream of light, hitting Sun Heng's chest.

"Swish..."

The flowing light came in amazing momentum, and the distance between the two was so close that it was almost impossible to avoid.

But Sun Heng's reaction was faster!

The sky knife slashed in obliquely and slashed on the jade hairpin just right.

Even if Su Dingfa's thunder escape method cannot force him to approach him, Zhu Ziyu is even more ineffective!

"bite……"

The tip of the knife collided with the jade hairpin, and a crisp sound immediately made.

Among the ice crystals, Zhu Ziyu's mouth moved slightly, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

The jade hairpin in her hand could not leave the three feet away from her body, otherwise she would not be able to control her.

But within three feet, nothing in the world can block the power of this jade hairpin!

Even the Yinluo Sect’s most treasure-suppressing Yinluo Sword will be suppressed by this half-jade hairpin!

And Sun Heng's Heavenly Sword...

If she thinks, she should never be listed!

But the facts were different from what she expected.

Under the collision, a very cold air came out of the jade hairpin and spread along the blade towards Sun Heng's wrist.

The cold air is so harsh that it can freeze everything.

Even with Sun Heng's physical strength, he felt a sense of shock when facing this cold air.

The sky knife cannot stop this chill, but its texture has not changed as always.

The speed of the cold air spread was extremely astonishing. Wherever it passed, Sun Heng almost lost his perception of the Sky Sword.

But Zhu Ziyu's slightly slow movements also made him move with the times.

"Sher..."

The sword light spit out, like thunder and lightning, suddenly knocking the jade hairpin and penetrated straight into Zhu Ziyu's belly.

Even though her body was as cold as ice, she could no longer block the sword.

"call……"

Cold flames emerged, and the Taiyin True Fire came out of Sun Heng's palm and spread along the Tiandao into Zhu Ziyu's body.

The Taiyin True Fire can not only refine magic weapons, but also have the ability to burn all things that are not weaker than the Samadhi True Fire!

The coldness above the Heavenly Sword is so strong, but it is not completely controlled by Zhu Ziyu. When it is rushed by the Taiyin True Fire, it immediately shows the meaning of dispersion.

Leng Yan even rushed into Zhu Ziyu's body, trying to burn her body completely!

"this……"

At the moment when the long sword penetrated through her body, Zhu Ziyu's body stiffened, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind. Then her eyes sank, and a strong cold air suddenly surged out of her body.

Frozen for thousands of miles!

The endless cold air surged out from her body and the jade hairpin, and everything froze wherever she passed.

"Crack..."

In just a blink of an eye, the top of Yunding Mountain had turned into a huge ice crystal.

Among the ice crystals, the purple gold centipede was struggling on the ground, stiffly in place.

The shaking banners of the nineteen ghost banners are also spread out or rolled, and they are different.

Even the illusory yin energy and corpse energy were frozen.

And at the core of the ice crystal.

Sun Heng pointed his feet on the ground, wrapped his body with golden armor, as if he was holding a knife and flying back, and as if he was slashing his sword quickly, his body flashed, but he could not move at all.

Zhu Ziyu was like a frozen sleeping beauty, her eyes closed and her breath was gone.

The ice crystal is hard, and the powerful magical powers that scatter from the sky fall on it, and it cannot be damaged at all.

On the sky above the mountain, the blood lights that no one has found intertwined each other and gathered into a strange array.

The array diagram is like a huge heart, hanging in the void, rising and falling slightly as the blood light flows.

As the blood evil energy gathered below, this huge heart became more and more obvious and real.
To be continued...