After a while, looking at the direction from various places in the distance, there are six brilliant and strange lights flying from the unknown places of the other six peaks of Qingyun Mountain.

Divided into six colors: yellow, blue, red, green, orange, and blue, all covered together.

In the end, the seven strange lights converged on the ancient sword Zhuxian that had been dazzling until now in the hands of Master Daoxuan.

The sky and the earth changed color, and there was a thunderous sound!

A huge thunder exploded in mid-air, and the wind was fierce, and all the people in the crowd did not change their colors.

The sand and rocks flew away from Tongtian Peak, dust was flying, and the source of the Qidaoqi light source was endless. Above the ancient Zhu Xian sword that radiated bright light, a Qi sword shining with seven colors slowly appeared, and it continued to grow bigger.

At the same time, Qi swords of various colors were continuously separated from the main sword, more and more, covering the sky in an instant, and flowing the colorful colors reflected on the entire Tongtian Peak, which is unparalleled in beauty!

Taoist Cangsong trembled slightly, and moaned softly, "The Immortal Execution Sword Formation, Immortal Execution Sword Formation"

The seven-colored qi sword on the ancient sword Zhuxian is obviously the main sword of this formation. It has become extremely huge at this moment, stretching across the sky, and even the giant water unicorn is far inferior to it.

As for the monochromatic air swords that filled the sky, they were even denser, like clouds and mist, which made one's heart startled.

This rare sight has never been seen, but there is no exciting feeling, only a series of chills and coldness.

Reverend Daoxuan was on the water kylin, his body swayed slightly, and at the same time he recited the mantra, swung the ancient Zhuxian sword with his right hand, and pointed like a sword with his left hand, and slashed downward!

"hiss"

On the ancient sword of Zhuxian, a burst of light flickered, and after a while, countless qi swords in mid-air, with incomparably fierce momentum, rushed down and rushed towards the people of the demon sect.

The sword falls like rain, the world is chilling!

Countless demon cultists raised their troops to fight, but the Qi sword was as invincible, stabbing straight down mercilessly, and those with less skill were immediately smashed deep into the ground, blood splashing.

On the Tongtian Peak, ghosts and wolves were howling suddenly, and the screams were endless. Countless limbs and pieces of flesh were splashed, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere. It was like hell.

With this situation, even the faces of the people in Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple changed slightly, and the Dharma figure of Tianyin Temple bowed his head slightly and chanted Buddha in a low voice.

The expressions of Poison God, Yuyangzi, and Mrs. Sanmiao changed drastically, and in a blink of an eye, almost everyone around them was injured under this inconceivable formation.

Seeing the swords of the Zhuxian Sword Formation falling like rain, the seven-color main sword in the sky continued to separate more monochrome Qi swords, covering a wider and wider range, almost enclosing the entire Tongtian Peak!

Ever since Master Daoxuan appeared with the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, Ning Que had been staring at him.

"Is this the ancient sword of Zhu Xian? The power is really terrifying!"

Ning Que stared at the endless Qi swords that almost enveloped the Tongtian Peak, and his face changed slightly.

Since practicing, it was the first time he had seen such a terrifying magic weapon of Zhu Xian Ancient Sword.

He blocked a qi sword that was shot down, only to feel that his body was shaken, and there seemed to be an endless and fierce aura contained in the qi sword.

Just a qi sword is so terrifying, so the power of the seven-color main sword held by Daoxuan is even more terrifying.

At this moment, Ning Que put away his contempt.

He found that he still underestimated the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.

This is the most powerful divine weapon in this world, and its power is much more terrifying than he imagined.

The Fulong Cauldron in his hand may not be able to stop it.

"Well, no"

Suddenly, Ning Que changed slightly, and felt something was wrong. In the depths of his spiritual world, a terrifying ghost with a four-handed snake tail roared suddenly.

This phantom was condensed by Ning Que when he tested and practiced the "Spirit Attracting Art" in the Demon Valley.

Since condensing, this phantom has been dormant in the depths of Ning Que's spiritual world.

But at this moment, this phantom seemed to be stimulated by Zhu Xian's ancient sword, and was about to manifest forcibly.

"Roar"

All of a sudden, behind Ning Que, a terrifying specter the size of a small mountain appeared. The joints of the specter were covered with bone spurs, and its eyes were like two pools of blood. The specter let out a long howl, filled with endless blood, and suddenly appeared above Tongtian Peak. Layers of thick blood clouds.

"This"

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Whether it is Tian Buyi and other members of the righteous way, or members of the Demon Cult such as Poison God, Yuyangzi, and Mrs. Sanmiao, they all stared at the phantom behind Ning Que. From that phantom, they felt The suffocating pressure.

High above the sky, Daoxuan Daoxuan, who was holding the ancient sword of Zhuxian and urging countless qi swords to kill the people in the Demon Cult, suddenly locked his eyes on Ning Que, and stared at the phantom behind Ning Que with extreme dignity.

"What are you doing? This time, I just want to paddle here and experience the power of Zhu Xian's ancient sword. Why did such a phantom suddenly appear!"

Ning Que looked back at the phantom behind him, and couldn't help being speechless for a while.

This time, even if he wanted to paddle, he couldn't do it anymore.

Chapter 361 Fighting for the Control of Zhuxian Sword

The specter behind Ning Que, like an ancient demon descended from ancient times, was filled with endless blood, and the terrifying evil spirit like the blood tide made everyone on Tongtian Peak feel a tremor from the bottom of their hearts.

"What exactly is this phantom?"

Poison God, Yuyangzi, Mrs. Sanmiao, the three giants of the demonic way, at this moment, they have the feeling of meeting the ancestor of the demonic way.

Under the terrifying coercion of this phantom, the mana in their bodies seemed to be stagnant.

The three poison gods were horrified. The three of them looked at each other, and there was a trace of inexplicable color in each other's eyes.

Tian Buyi, Master Shuiyue, Zeng Shuchang and other members of Qingyun Sect also felt a kind of extreme terror from above the phantom. The evil aura above the phantom almost made them suffocate.

"Monster! You practiced such an evil technique, and the poor will not spare you!"

Daoxuan Daoxuan is on top of the water unicorn, staring at the ferocious specter behind Ning Que, feeling the boundless evil contained in the specter, his eyes turned cold, and suddenly swung the ancient Zhuxian sword in his hand towards Ning Que .

"boom!"

A ten-meter-thick colorful sword aura instantly tore through the void and pierced down towards Ning Que with incomparable force. The terrifying energy roared and reverberated in the void, making the entire Tongtian Peak tremble.

That huge seven-colored sword energy was like a sword of divine punishment, containing endless killing intent, making everyone who witnessed it terrified.

"Hahaha, Daoxuan, don't think that only you have the treasure, I have it too!"

Facing the suppressing colorful sword energy, Ning Que let out a long laugh, and a blood-red ancient tripod with four seats and two ears suddenly appeared in the sky above his head, but it was the Fulong tripod, the most treasured inheritance among ghost kings.

The Fulongding tripod spun around and became the size of a hill in an instant. Countless mysterious and ancient mantras appeared on the surface, and a phantom of a Kui ox covered in lightning and lightning emerged.

Under the urging of Ning Que, the Fulongding cauldron collided with the suppressing colorful sword energy, and there was a loud bang, the boundless blood light and sword energy swept wildly, and a terrifying shock wave swept away.

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