I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

As he spoke, Xiao Yuan's eyes kept falling on Jiuye's black armor, making no effort to conceal the overflowing desire.

In his heart, the Supreme Sacred Artifact is already in his hands, and no one can take it away.

"With the boundary stone gone, everything here will naturally not be able to sustain itself."

Jiuye didn't dare to look at the little ape now. The aura on the little ape's body was already somewhat similar to that evil spirit.

In the future, if he absorbs the remaining evil spirit power, he will probably become more and more like him.

After hearing this, Feiyu didn't want to waste any more time, and followed the little ape towards the nearest white snow peak.

The disappearance of the boundary stones gradually made the seemingly endless dense forest gradually have boundaries.

Those people from the Immortal Realm who were originally in the dense forest began to gather together and bow down to the Tianshan Mountain, letting their bodies turn into light and disappear, following Wuding away.

For a moment, light bloomed everywhere below, adding a unique color to the drama that was about to end.

……

In the Chengyi Sect under the plain.

You Jing calmly faced hundreds of ancient sword cultivators who came to kill with swords.

At this moment, he no longer looked human at all.

The head is triangular and the face has three angry eyes.

High pointed ears, hair like silk and blood reaching the ground.

The nose is like a hook, and the breath is like ink waves flying.

Full of fangs, the face is hateful and frightening.

The body is eight arms long and covered with thick black scales and tumors.

His body is like a vajra, and his power is comparable to that of gods and demons.

And there is a human face on the chest, exactly like that of You Jing.

The strange fog in front of me began to fill in constantly, as if it was the coldest thing in the world.

Under its influence, the blood in his body slowly began to coagulate.

The timidity in my heart began to grow and spread.

Mortals might just take one look at it, and all their courage will be taken away, and they will be completely reduced to useless people.

The great evil in You Jing is called "Yong".

Take away the courage from people and use it as nutrients for them to become more and more brave.

Great evil is not affected by the rules of all realms.

For example, this is the Immortal Realm, which is why the Immortality Sect is so confident.

But his cultivation and spiritual power were still completely blocked like those of the cultivators who came after him.

However, the strength of the great evil body alone is enough to cope with everything here, just like these ancient sword cultivators now.

Before they could reach You Jing, they were rushed away by the strange mist that had formed, and You Jing cut them in two with a sword.

Looking at Song Siming who was closely protected by these ancient sword cultivators, You Jing said calmly, "Junior brother, you are too nosy. Give me that sword and I will spare your life."

You Jing has been aware of Song Siming's amazing potential since the Qinglian Sword Sect.

So on the Linyuan front line, You Jing told Xiong Fei to kill Song Siming.

But the other party did not succeed. Song Siming has been in Xiaofangjie since then, and You Jing is very clear about this.

The reason why the Immortality Sect has no follow-up actions is because one person, You Jing, is solely responsible for the matter.

The reason why he has not taken action against Song Siming and the others is also very simple.

Because he could kill Song Siming anytime he wanted.

You Jing is confident enough.

Song Siming didn't listen to You Jing's words at all at this time.

Affected by the Demon Sealing Sword in his hand, his body and mind were controlled by that sword.

This sword has completely absorbed the evil spirit of the black coffin above.

It can be said that this sword is the incarnation of the evil spirit.

Just like a terrifying magic sword.

Extraordinary people can control it. Nine times out of ten, the sword holder will become the sword slave of this sword and be controlled by it.

Song Siming seems to be in this situation now.

But because he was still holding the Green Lotus Sword, his mind was not completely lost.

But as the light of the Qinglian Sword gradually dimmed.

Song Siming's mind also began to prepare to fall towards the magic sword.

At this time, a voice sounded in Song Siming's mind again, "Relax and leave the rest to me."

This voice was exactly what Song Siming had heard before. Without the help of the other party, he would not be able to pull out the Demonic Sword.

Now Song Siming had no choice but to give it a try and believe in the other party.

Just when Song Siming was completely relaxed and was about to be completely controlled by the demon sword, a force suddenly penetrated Song Siming's body.

Song Siming felt that his perspective suddenly changed from the first perspective to the third perspective.

Song Yuanzhou, who is very proficient in the God-Inviting Mantra, once said that the God-Inviting Mantra is this kind of experience.

The moment this power entered Song Siming, Tian Mokai fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

Song Siming's momentum changed, and a strong kendo aura erupted, shaking away the mysterious fog that was approaching.

Song Siming had only heard from Yongjie that this kind of thing was said. The Qinglian Sword Immortal who was invited by Song Yuanzhou in Yongcang Province that day easily dispersed the strange mist they emitted.

Under this influence, even Emperor Wang and Qi Tuo, who had been bewitched by the Demon-Sealing Sword, were freed from their dazed state.

The two of them reacted very quickly and understood the current situation in an instant. They held their swords and faced You Jing opposite him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

You Jing looked at Song Siming, who had dull eyes at the moment, and his eyes became slightly cold, "I didn't expect that there are still some bugs from before here."

After hearing this, Song Siming raised the Green Lotus Sword in his hand expressionlessly, and saw that the originally dim Green Lotus Sword suddenly glowed brightly, illuminating the originally dark space.

Then he raised the magic sword that had turned into a mace, and it immediately changed back into the form of the magic sword.

Staring at the Demon-Sealing Sword in his hand, Song Siming's dull eyes suddenly showed a trace of reminiscence, "Although my soul is dead, the sword is still sharp, you can take a look."

With that said, Song Siming suddenly came to You Jing with two swords, and the two swords, one green and one white, fell towards You Jing at the same time.

You Jing's eyes flashed, and all eight arms moved together, waving the sharp blade in his hand, and took all Song Siming's sword moves.

Following Song Siming's fierce offensive, those ancient sword cultivators actually formed a sword formation and formed a combined attack to help Song Siming.

And under the light of the Qinglian Sword, all those strange fogs disappeared in an instant like light falling into darkness.

You Jing also seemed extremely fearful when facing the Qinglian Sword.

The eight-handled bone sword that had been invincible before collided with the Green Lotus Sword, and could not block its edge at all.

You Jing's original advantage as a great evil was completely unable to be used at this time.

Song Siming watched this and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

The Green Lotus Sword is the sword of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal. It has killed thousands of evil demons and drank the blood souls of millions of evil demons. It has a fatal restraint effect on evil demons.

But in Song Siming's hands, it could not play any role at all. It was too buried in this fairy sword.

At this time, You Jing was already at a disadvantage. Facing the Qinglian Sword and the ancient sword cultivator who had formed a sword formation, it was impossible for him to resist.

As a last resort, he could only choose to retreat temporarily and retreated from the opened hole.

Song Siming did not rush forward to catch up. He just waved his hand and those ancient sword cultivators who only had withered bones followed him closely.

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