After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

The mountain in front of Mozong suddenly started to rain patter, Murong Chuxue protected her body with spiritual energy, so the rain didn't fall on her body.

She fought with Moming, and she had already passed a hundred moves in just one breath.

Elder Yu Ming looked in shock,
"These two people are no longer just in the realm of transforming gods. Although they haven't crossed the catastrophe, they have already touched the threshold of the Taoist sect."

He felt that in his generation, he was considered an outstanding existence in the sect, but now that he is approaching a thousand years old, he is just an ordinary deity. If he wants to aspire to the great way, it may take thousands or even ten thousand years.

But Murong Chuxue was different, he always felt that with her cultivation, she should be able to touch that threshold.

But why, for thousands of years, she has not ascended?
Elder Huang Tian let out a soft snort when he heard it, and said with a strange air of yin and yang,
"That's right, otherwise there are so many sword practitioners in Cangwu Fourteen Prefectures, only Murong Chuxue and Su Changli can be called Sword Masters."

Elder Yuming's eyes widened upon hearing this,
"Why do I think there is something in your words?"

What does he mean by that?
Taunt them Kunwu Sword Sect?
Elder Huang Tian turned his head away,
"You think too much."

I really don't want to talk to a fool.

This is not something that anyone with a discerning eye can hear, he is just mocking them Kunwu Sword Sect.

Elder Yu Ming didn't think much, just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and praised,
"As expected of a person who was able to become a God of Transformation thousands of years ago with the cultivation base of Nascent Soul, and wiped out the two elders of your Dao Sect and the Yu Beast Sect. Murong Chuxue is really amazing!"

The mystery of this sword technique is truly unmatched.

Elder Huang Tian's face turned green when he heard that,

"You can shut up if you can't speak!"

Why is this Yu Ming so annoying?

Murong Chuxue and Mo Ming fought inseparably, others couldn't intervene at all, no matter who went up, they would be twisted into pieces by the aftermath of their spiritual energy.

It was at this time that Shang Shixu noticed the gap.

The ignorance just now was just playing with them.

This is his true strength.

But just now, what exactly did he want to do?
"........."

The Demon Gate, in the bedroom of Po Suo Xue.

The Netherfire, which is emitting a ghostly blue spiritual power, seems to have the power to devour everything. Wherever it passes, there are scorched cracks.

Ji Qingfeng was beaten out by Nether Fire, leaving a hideous burn on his arm.

Lin Qinghan also failed to escape the Nether Fire's attack, and Po Huanxue had a clear goal and came straight towards Sang Luo.

Just three feet away from her, Sang Luo took a deep breath, touched Feng Li with his fingers, and murmured softly,

"Tiangang, Lingyan!"

Her voice was very soft, but as the four words fell, the magma behind her suddenly violently erupted, and the fire spirits in the air also began to rage, and all of them gathered towards Fengli Sword.

"This is the ninth level of Fengli Sword Art?"

Chu Yanshu looked at Sang Luo. After this sword strike, the aura in Sang Luo's body would be completely dried up, but Po Suo Xue might die.

In an instant, Moming's smiling face flashed across his mind, and he seemed to understand something in a blink of an eye.

The devil wants to make Sang fall into the devil.

"do not want!"

Chu Yanshu ran in the direction of Sang Luo, but it was already too late——

The long sword in Sang Luo's hand pierced through Po Suo Xue's body, and in an instant, Po Suo Xue's body was shattered into ashes, and a faint blue rose up, heading straight towards her spiritual sea.

And at this moment, Sang Luo seemed to understand something.

However, it's too late.

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