Become a demon king, sign in and develop for 300 years

Chapter 69
Among the colorful visions in the sky, Jianhong meanders like a shadow and strikes through the air.

Jiang Moshu sighed, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, people want to lie down but the enemy always comes.

Cultivation is not easy, but you have to do evil. If so, then come.

A sneer hangs on Jiang Moshu's mouth, and he sends a voice transmission to his ghost maid through the ghost contract.

Seeing that the sword on the opposite side was extremely agile, appearing and disappearing in the void, Shen Caiyan frowned, the banner of ten thousand ghosts appeared behind him, and the drums of war rose in the air.

A thousand war ghosts gushed out of the purple fire mist, their frosted blades in their bright armor, and rushed towards the lightning-like sword light that day.

Boom!
Boom!Boom!
The goose-yellow palace is disguised as a red lotus with red scales, the beautiful lady beats the drum with bare feet, and thousands of flames move with the dance.

The Iron Horse Glacier is now in the world, soaring into the sky with a murderous aura that is unparalleled. There are mountains and mountains in front of it, and the sea is filling the sea in front of it.

The killing momentum is like a landslide and a tsunami, like a thunderbolt.

Lan Linjun laughed, "Let me also show you, a foreign cultivator of the evil way, the wonderful sword intent of my Xuanhen Sword Sect."

The Light Phantom Sword flashed in the sky, turning into a mountain scene, in which there was a wave of ghosts in the corpse forest, and the black mist filled the sky.

A thousand fierce war ghosts were easily absorbed into it.

Xiao Chengfeng had landed on the edge of Yu Huaiyuan at this time, and praised, "This hexagram shows the sword intent and the Dao Yun of the scene. It's really easy and quick, but it depends too much on personal chance."

Yu Huaiyuan nodded, taking a deep breath like a glutton seeing a delicacy,

"Junior Brother Lan's sword intent was concentrated in Xing Geyuan. Right now, he is displaying the most powerful sword power. The spirit sword and the sword scripture are well coordinated. This sword looks so smooth."

Then he said, "All the nine sword halls have their own paths, and everyone has their own opportunities. Isn't it the same for you? I wanted to concentrate on the Dugu Sword Intent, but I didn't want to go the path of Gangzheng in the end."

Xiao Chengfeng was also delighted when he saw that the wonderful sword was as natural as it was.

"The hexagram Yanjian is best at trapping and killing people. It's best to use it to capture people. If you and I make a move, maybe we can only bring the corpse back to return to life."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the mountain scenery transformed by the Qingyouling sword, like glass broken,
"Click"

The forest of corpses, the tide of ghosts, and the black mist were all torn into shreds.

After the murderous aura pierced through the illusion of sword intent, several fierce war ghosts twisted their necks slightly as if they were spiritual, and looked at Lan Linjun.

Huh? !what's the situation?
Many Daoists of Xuanhen Sword Sect couldn't believe their eyes. Is this because the sword intent was forcibly broken?
Xiao Chengfeng glanced at Yu Huaiyuan, frowned and asked in a low voice,
"Senior brother Yu, you participated in the sword fight last time. Have you ever seen a pawn like Ming Tanzong? It's so murderous, it actually cut open the illusion of sword intent,
If it is any stronger, even Jindan's legal domain may be broken. "

Yu Huaiyuan's face also became more dignified, and he looked at the young Taoist with red lips and white teeth, "This Ji Cuiyu is a bit cunning, if the Immortal Venerable's birthday feast releases such ghost soldiers, how can the Xu family's swordsmen be able to resist it?

You are ready to meet Junior Brother Lan, so as not to be taken hostage by mistake.

I'm here to cover the surroundings, this Ji Cuiyu might disrupt the situation and flee. "

There was no smile on Lan Linjun's face anymore. He was planning to show his holiness in front of others, but he lost his face. Although he didn't understand why Miao Ruotiancheng's illusion of sword intent collapsed, the sword was still there, and the person was still there. It used to be.

With a flash of light from the Qingyouling Sword, like a serpent winding its way, it leapt towards the Sha Lie Zhangui.

Like a blue dragon going out to sea, the murderous light ghost sword came crashing down.

Shalie Zhangui's eyes flickered with soul fire, as if there was a hint of a smile.

boom!
The Light Phantom Sword was successful in one stroke, turning hundreds of fierce war ghosts into fly ash.

The spirit sword was about to fly back, but it was caught by the tough ghost body. The thin, almost transparent blade was tightly held by several armored ghost hands, and even pressed into the ghost body again.

Zheng!
Breaking life with a blade, fighting against the sky,
With a murderous intent, several frost blades slashed fiercely on the blade of the Light Phantom Sword.

Suddenly several cracks appeared on the sword body, the black energy and profound light seemed to be shot by thousands of needles, and the Qingyouling sword wailed, and finally broke free and returned.

Looking at the damaged spirit sword in front of him, Lan Linjun's heart ached like a knife. He spent countless hours refining the light ghost sword, and finally sacrificed it to the point where he was distracted. It was like his own hands and feet. He was cut several times on his body.

His face was extremely ugly at the moment, and there was even some resentment in his eyes.

Hundreds of fierce war ghosts rushed towards them, but they were blocked by a sword light like an iron wall. The sword light was bright and upright, majestic.

Standing beside Lan Linjun, Xiao Chengfeng said quietly, "The honor and disgrace are yours, and it is of no use to the sword.

That Ji Cuiyu might have the intention of threatening others as a hostage, that's why I acted because I didn't believe you. "

Lan Linjun's eyes regained clarity, and he bowed sideways to Xiao Chengfeng, "Thank you, brother."

Seeing that he blocked the Sha Lie War Ghost, Yu Huaiyuan nodded, and shouted to the young Taoist who had been standing still with his eyes slightly squinted,

"Ji Cuiyu, you are very strong as a war ghost, it should be one of your trump cards, I know you still have a tyrannical sword spirit, plus the magic weapon you got at the immortal birthday banquet.

But right now it's not a fighting method, this place has been intertwined with sword intent and sword power into a net, if you don't let go and catch you, we will attack together. "

Zheng!
Thousands of sword qi crisscrossed, shining brightly, and the Netherland on the ground was shot like a plow.

The sword intent filled the sky, golden threads, dragons and tigers, iron walls, colorful clouds... Surrounded by visions, floating and sinking.

The sword energy shot out in all directions, and even the Youhun River not far away was stirred up into rough waves, rolling up turbid waves and whirlpools, slapping the shore fiercely, setting off countless water columns.

Yunlou Dao Lingfeng's eyes were frosty, quietly appearing behind Jiang Moshu.

I saw him suddenly opened his eyes, all radiant, and responded to Yu Huaiyuan,

"Have you ever been in the sun?"

Yu Huaiyuan looked at Jiang Moshu coldly, and the other Taoists of Xuanhen Sect looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that this person is about to die and lost his mind?

"I've been in the ghost world for so long, today I just want to bask in the sun early, can you understand this feeling?" Jiang Moshu continued.

Shen Caiyan on the drum stage is still dancing gorgeously, as if she is going to dance to the end of time, to the point of death.

Jiang Moshu's eyes were fixed, and he made up his mind, "I was in a good mood today, but it's a pity that there are more of you.

Have you ever thought that, in fact, it wasn't you who surrounded me,
Instead, I surround you! "

Boom!
Shen Caiyan stomped hard,
Countless black mist in the Nether Ghost Realm turned into a gigantic serpent, entangled all the sword energy domains, and the gigantic snake head protruded down from the midair.

Tens of thousands of fierce war ghosts lined up.

A blue and white heavenly snake, with a figure of a red lotus reflected in its crimson eyes, hovered briskly beside the young Taoist priest, gently covering his figure.

"If you let me cross the Youhun River, if you want to run, I really can't help it.
Block me in the ghost world, are you looking for death yourself? ! "

The mighty voice is stirring endlessly in the dark mist,
Corresponding to the Taoists of Xuanhenzong, there was only speechless silence and staring at each other.

(End of this chapter)