Retire from the human world

Blood was flying everywhere, and from time to time, after the ancient immortals snatched the primordial spirit, they couldn't wait to refine it in a hurry. They tried their best to avoid the competition of others, while looking at the sky anxiously.

If the channel is not opened, it is useless for Yuanshen to grab it.

And the only ones who have the ability to break through the channel connecting the pool of reincarnation and the human world are Yinglong and Changcheng Sword Immortal.

The hurricanes attracted by Yu Kun continued to soar upwards with terrifying momentum, but when they touched the crumbling sky, they immediately distorted and collapsed.The vast sword energy enveloped the entire triple sky, constantly flashing dazzling brilliance, black scales appearing and disappearing in the clouds, the sky is like a boiling soup pot, shaking and shaking, and the strong wind is directly squeezed into ruins , even more than half of the soul refining water melted.

Streams of black air appeared in the golden sword light.

The gods who came into contact with this breath all retreated in fear, and fell straight down if they were slower.

This is Yinglong's terrible evil spirit condensed from countless bloody battles in the wild years when the world was unknown and the heaven was not established.Forming a strong wind is equivalent to the essence, not to mention being attacked, even if it is hit, it is enough to make Xiaoxian's soul fly away.

These strong winds were rushed by the sword light of Yu Nine Virtues, and the edges were shattered, scattered in large pieces, and re-condensed again.The disintegrated evil spirit intensified the melee below. Today, life and death are at hand, and there is no choice.

Now that more than half of the Eighteen Heavens have collapsed, and the aura is turbulent, Ying Long can open a passage at will, but the frenzied and empty air flow inside, even if he is the Da Luo Jinxian, he can't try it.Only the reincarnation pool, which has been connected to the human world for thousands of years, has the only safe possibility.

The order of heaven.

The stronger the gods descend to the lower realm, the stronger the obstacles they will encounter. If they are small immortals, they may be able to pass through with just a buddha cultivator standing in the way.Instead of Yinglong, it could only stare at the master of Changcheng.

He didn't hesitate to provoke all the immortals to fight, just to let these desperate guys block the other sword immortals of Duantianmen for him.

"Long Cheng, even if you ascend in reincarnation and become a so-called sword fairy, you will still fall from my hands in the end!"

A roar like thunder resounded in the air, the smoke and clouds in the sky were disillusioned, and the sword energy pierced through the air.

A certain big fish raised its head, and suffered from lack of a neck. It couldn’t bear the weight by itself, so it had to rely on the terrifying wind force to prop itself up. Looking at the killing scene from afar, the fish’s tail flipped over, and its body shrank dramatically.

As soon as Yu Kun transformed back, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Where's Atractylodes macrocephala? Where's Radix Ginseng?"

There are only about [-] people left in the major sects of cultivators. Although they are heavily surrounded, with lesser disciples wrapped inside, the attacks from all directions are endless. One weapon can be blocked, and two magic weapons can be chopped off. , but cannot block all.Shenjizi didn't stop for a moment, before the opponent could attack with great mystery, he shot firmly and smashed into the empty space, barely defending the east side with more than ten immortals of Chengtian faction.

To the west are the Rizhao Sect and Shennong Valley, and to the south are the Tianyan Sect and the Mohists, who were born in crafting.

There are dangers all over the north. These are casual cultivators from the cultivation world in the past, and there are some demons whose skills cannot complement each other. They are chaotic and fight on their own, and they are defeated in an instant and retreat again and again.

"Set up the formation, bastard! Set up the formation!!" Yu Kun shouted profusely.

But everyone looked at him in astonishment, not knowing why.

Because of the weakest strength, Baishu Daoist, who was surrounded in the middle, dispelled the rest of the attack that flew in, and smiled bitterly: "Yu Kun, do you think this is Beiman Mountain? What the low-level disciples do, we all directly fight with the Netherworld...the difficult monsters, the formations...even I have a half-knowledge, how can the senior patriarchs of the various sects understand?"

"..."

Yu Kun just wants to swear now.

I said earlier that the training course for dead ghosts in vain is useful!You didn't learn before you ascended!Well, it's too late to say this now.

"Where are you Chengtian faction?"

"East!"

Yu Kun scolded angrily: "Call me if you know! Can you still let me find a way? Do you understand that there is a specialization in surgery, and now I can't go down to the realm to pull Marshal Yue up!"

Daoist Baishu suddenly realized, and struggled to squeeze past the sand ginseng who was fighting with a giant axe.

The two teamed up and barely replaced someone's vacancy.

A figure immediately turned into a stream of light and flew from the middle at high speed.

"The lives of so many of us are all up to you!" Yu Kun suddenly sucked in his spiritual energy, and seeing that he was getting fatter and fatter in an instant, he flew up to block the attacks from all around, "I will protect you well, what do you want?" A way to bring everyone a way out!"

Because everyone knew Yu Kun before, they didn't have any complaints about his gesticulating and yelling, but now they heard that there was a change, so they took the time to glance at it or feel their spiritual sense—an immortal from the Chengtian sect, could it be?

Ghost Guzi!

Well, there is no other choice anyway!

"This..." After he stopped and looked at the situation, Guiguzi couldn't even sigh.

The surroundings are so vast that you can't even see the silhouettes of people. There is only the terrifying attack of weapons and magic weapons that form a light curtain and wind pressure. There are so many strategies in mind, how can we fight when there are not enough people?

There are only two hundred remaining cultivators, but there are tens of thousands of gods around.

And the gods can fly, they are not besieged, they are only surrounded by soldiers, and the top and bottom are also densely packed with attacks.

Rather than saying that they shrink into a circle, it is better to say that they are a ball, and the attacks are like a tide, overwhelming.

The soul refining water was like a torrent of water under his feet, and he couldn't land at all.

Yu Kun also knew that there was a lot of trouble, but he had no choice in front of him: "If we can't win, we still have to fight, if we can't win, we still have to fight, otherwise we will have to die!"

"Not bad!"

Guiguzi suppressed his anxiety, and said decisively: "The defense line shrinks, and the positions are changed one by one. If the battle continues like this, no one on the periphery will be able to hold on!"

After a while, Shenjizi came to him with a fight and retreat:

"It must be rushed out. If it continues to be consumed like this, it will only lead to defeat."

This master of the Chengtian faction with the strength of the eighteenth level was full of worry, "If I was alone, I might be able to break out of the siege, but... no, if I slaughter thousands, I will also be seriously injured. If the Qi is exhausted, even if there is a road to the lower realm, I will not be able to pass it!"

Yes, the real hard stubble is yet to come!

Breaking the barrier between heaven and earth, adding thunder and calamity, the stronger the strength, the more serious the crisis will be.They are all cultivators who ascended from the tribulation, and they are all too clear about that terrifying power.Even if they have been immortals for many years, they may not be able to block the thunder calamity of the immortal level.Not much else to say, ten Zixiao Divine Thunder (the last three power levels of the Nine Heavens Tribulation) are combined together, even if it is a magic machine, it can't catch it.

"Where is Du Heng... Where is the sword fairy from Duantianmen?"

"Don't know—er, I see!"

There are several sword lights in the distance, which are extremely brilliant and dazzling, and there are large golden lotuses blooming in full bloom. It seems that there are more Buddhist practitioners there.

"Spiritual consciousness transmission, let them come over!"

Yu Kun, you are joking, the attack has become a light curtain, what kind of spiritual sense can be transmitted, and your broken mobile phone can't even get out, okay?An unstable aura is the same concept as a bad signal.

"That won't work either!" The founder of the Rizhao Sect was replaced by Shen Jizi, and the bronze-skinned old man said worriedly, "Even though the Duantianmen Sword Immortal is amazingly powerful, there is no tacit understanding between them, and they can't join forces at all. .Where the sword is passing, if it encounters other sword qi, it will even be greatly affected! At this moment, the master of Changcheng sect... Sigh!"

Ying Long and Chang Cheng fought more and more fiercely, countless small cracks appeared in the sky, and then closed again.

The area covered by the golden sword light and the evil black energy is larger, and the influence on the melee below is greater.

The sword stances of the sword fairies were all affected by the same force, and they barely managed to make no one within ten feet of them.

only—

The cyan sword light has permeated too much golden blood, and the sword light is more prosperous, exuding a kind of thorough golden green, and it becomes more and more intense.Shen Dong could even see the vague shadows outside.

The most obvious feeling of the floating of his consciousness is Du Heng.

The hand holding the sword tightened, and it pierced through the throat of an ancient immortal without stopping. The blood splashed out filled with amazing aura, but was soon absorbed by the ancient immortal's primordial spirit. The primordial spirit tried to escape, but strangely It stiffened, and then burst into tiny cracks.Yuanshen was terrified, desperately urging the aura mana that he had absorbed just now.

However, a gust of black air slowly seeped out, and the primordial spirit of this ancient fairy finally scattered in pieces.

There are fewer and fewer talismans on the sword of Ten Fang Ju Mie, and all of them have turned into that kind of golden green sword light.

At first, when the sword edge was chopping down objects, there was an invisible gray air overflowing, but the gray became thicker and thicker, and finally it was a faint ink color.

Yinglong's evil spirit has no effect at all, and the black energy quickly melts into the sword body in the direction of the sword's momentum.

The golden sword light of the master of Changcheng sect, the spirit of nine virtues.At first, Shi Fang Ju Mi dodged slightly like the swords of other sword celestial beings, which was quite uncomfortable, but as Shen Dong's spiritual consciousness became stronger and stronger, the essence of Tai Feng Zhang directly caused the sword to part like a tall boat, leading this The vast and abundant air flow changes, so that every time Du Heng strikes, there are terrifying air waves attacking in all directions. It is the air of nine virtues that really breaks through the defenses and magic weapons of the gods, and penetrates the gods and desolate beasts. Yes, but it is overflowing evil spirit.

Without these, who can stand up to the sword that destroys all directions?

——It seems that there are huge waves in the sky, and there seems to be a sky that is turning and the stars are moving upside down.The scene of the third heaven that Shen Dong felt with his spiritual sense had overlapped with the vague memory of the bloody battle at Beimang Mountain.

Blood-drinking haste, broken limbs, and more!

The scattered souls of the ancient immortals directly merged into the sword light. For weapons, the more killings, the stronger the chilling aura. In the end, they even unscrupulously snatched the black energy overflowing from Yinglong, which made the unscrupulous The evil spirit that was defeated by the master of Changcheng sect could not be recovered and closed.

At first Ying Long didn't feel it, but later in the battle, he suddenly felt the attack with his claws, and he lost control of his strength on the edge, he looked down in amazement, only to realize this terrifying scene.

"Where are you bastards! Dare to take my power?"

After those shattered primordial spirits were completely shattered by the sword light, the purest true primordial power was slowly poured back along with Du Heng's right hand holding the sword, and Du Heng's mana was literally soaring - if it wasn't for the accident that year, Du Heng would actually be at 100 He ascended a few years ago, and after losing his sword, the spiritual energy in the world is lacking. No matter how hard he cultivates, he will not make any progress. At most, the sword energy will be stronger when he has no sword in hand.After coming to Baiyujing, it took another four months in the human world to stabilize the foundation, which is equivalent to the inner breath that has been submerged for many years. Now I have turned it over and over again, but there is no hindrance.

Taiyue Sword Immortal's sword momentum accidentally bumped into the edge of the golden and green sword glow, and everyone was shocked.

The old man opened his mouth wide, his horror was evident on his face, the sword in his hand was huge, and it looked like it was too heavy, it would fall down with a single sweep.But in this area, only one or two particularly unlucky guys will lose their lives. The others are all in a state of distress and are injured by the dark energy.

At this moment, the blade moved slightly to the left, and the blade trembled at the same time. This is the obvious excitement of the weapon. When encountering an opponent worthy of a fight, or an enemy strong enough, it will be eager to try like this.

"Wait, that's my apprentice! Forget it, let's go this way..." Taiyue Sword Immortal had no choice but to change to the opposite direction from Du Heng.

Sword Immortal Linghuan's Qinghong sword could hardly see the sword energy, but wherever it passed, the immortals froze their movements, and then Linghuan had to go back and defeat the souls that escaped from those guys.Even though these guys didn't see that tiny, feather-like breeze until they left their bodies, it was too late.Ling Huan was also extremely angry, and mercilessly used his sword moves, and accidentally bumped into the evil spirit brought by the destruction of all directions, Qing Hongjian immediately deflected in a direction.

Ling Huan looked in astonishment, just in time to hear Ying Long shouting furiously.

"This...is this Du Heng?"

Ling Huan was dumbfounded, the soaring strength was too scary, and it was obvious that the sword in Du Heng's hand was wrong!

"One controls the spiritual power to absorb evil spirits, and is unstoppable, and the other controls the trend of the sword..."

Ling Huan murmured, he had already seen that Du Heng was indeed using the traditional moves of Duan Tianmen Sword Cultivator, without fancy, without complicated changes, it was the most direct and most vital sword, cutting down the magic weapon, breaking through the defense , The number of ways to kill the throat, piercing the chest and breaking the spine.Maybe the later sword cultivators were not as powerful as Linghuan Sword Immortal, the master of the Changcheng Sect, but the moves that had to be honed and mastered from generation to generation became stronger and more decisive, and they were not procrastinating. They were more powerful than Linghuan Sword Immortal himself. Precise and brutal.

"well!"

Seeing the excitement, Ling Huan almost forgot where he was. Feeling the attack from behind, he slashed at him with a backhand sword, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "All change directions, go this way!"

Leave the place to Du Heng alone.

Ling Huan raised his head and found a distant battlefield, a big fat man was shouting something desperately, mixed in the attacks of various magic weapons, and was quickly covered by the dense crowd.

"Yu Kun, there must be a cultivator over there..."

Qinghong vibrated slightly, agreeing.

"Tsk, that useless guy!" Impatiently flicking his sleeves, Sword Immortal Linghuan ran towards that direction with his sword in hand.

Yinglong was extremely furious, but he was powerless to separate himself. It was caught in the sharp sword of the long vehicle.

In a corner far away from the battlefield, Ji Meng with the head of a dragon stood upright. A passing fairy saw that it was this guy and walked away.

Behind Ji Meng is the burden and danger.

The second stared intently at the area where the golden-green sword glow was flying up and down in the distance, and even though it was so far away, he still recognized it at a glance: "Du, Heng!"

Wei's expression was ugly, and he asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

"Ying Long, you may not win..." Er Ling's hoarse voice seemed to be laughing, but also annoyed, "Damn Xing Tian, ​​we didn't encounter thunder when we came up, and we don't know what troubles will come later. "

"That?"

"No, anyway, compared to thousands of years ago, our strength has retreated a lot, and we still have vitality after the aura is gone!" The second leader still stared at that place, and he couldn't help but sighed in his gloomy face , "Sword cultivators are really the most terrifying group of people in the world, especially Du Heng, and..."

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced pointedly at the head of Changcheng Sect who was fighting with Yinglong in the sky.

Ji Meng didn't understand what Er Ling was saying at all, he just looked in the direction stupidly:

"Wow! Huh? So cruel, after this fight is over, maybe Yinglong will be in trouble, haha!" Many desolate beasts and ancient gods are very taboo against the evil spirit of dragons, and Ji Meng is one of them. one.

"Yes, the situation has been reversed." He squinted his eyes, and he saw Xing Tian who was holding an ax and watching the fun on the other side, and his brows furrowed, but after thinking about it, he endured it, and it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

Gradually, the other eight sword immortals from Duantianmen retreated to Yu Kun and the others.

It happened that there was a sword fairy in all directions, up, down, left, and right. There were not many people who could escape from their swords, and the pressure on Yu Kun and others was greatly relieved immediately.