"Beidou.Dou turns the stars!"

"Beidou.Spark Burning the Plains!"

Murong Xian Xian urged the flying sword, and the colorful sword light swept towards the scale sword like a fire of the prairie fire.

Bang!

The scale sword shot out one after another, forming a sword curtain that covered the sky, blocking the colorful sword qi.

Gray Jiao Tai Sui urged the scale sword with all his strength, and did not dare to slack off...... As some cultivators have guessed, how difficult it is to cultivate an indestructible sword body, the scale sword is only the initial stage of the indestructible sword body, there is no way to regenerate it repeatedly, if it is destroyed by Murong Xianxian again, it will really hurt.

The two confronted each other in the air.

To say that you don't regret it, that's false. Gray Jiao Tai Sui didn't expect that not only would his supernatural powers and physical strength be suppressed, but even the Zhou Tian Sword Formation that he thought was his hole card would also be suppressed, if it weren't for the regeneration ability of the flying sword itself, I am afraid that this set of flying swords that took his infinite effort to refine would also be lost, and at this moment, seeing that Murong Xianxian Sword Array was attacking fiercely, he was a little timid.

"Gray Jiao Tai Sui's sword formation is indeed mysterious, but he doesn't seem to have fully exerted the power of the sword formation, plus the flying sword itself is not as good as Murong Fairy's flying sword, I'm afraid that Gray Jiao Tai Sui is in a catastrophe. Snow Cloud Falcon said.

The two-headed python shook his head and said, "It's too early to say this, Gray Jiao Tai Sui is a Mahayana monk and the future heir of Tianjiao Palace, no matter what aspect it is, he is not weaker than Murong Fairy, although the supernatural powers and flying swords are restrained, how do you know that there are no other hole cards?"

"Indeed, I heard that Gray Jiao Tai Sui's body has been soaked in dragon blood, and it has not yet been completely refined. The golden haired ape said.

"Is that woman with gluttonous bloodlines so terrifying? Even the future heir of Tianjiao Palace is at a disadvantage!" several Jiao monks who had a good relationship with Tianjiao Palace whispered...... Strictly speaking, Gray Jiao Tai Sui has already lost, and he has been suppressed by Murong Xianxian again and again as a Mahayana monk, no matter what strength he has won, suppression is suppression. However, the two sides are not competing in martial arts, although they have not made any life and death documents, but if there is a chance, the other party will never hesitate to set up a killer, everyone knows it.

The sword in the sky was gone, and Gray Jiao Tai Sui knew that the quality of the scale sword was not as good as the Big Dipper Seven Swords, and Zhou Tian's sword array was not perfect, so he couldn't compare with Murong Xian's Beidou Sword Technique, so he simply withdrew the scale sword.

Murong Xianxian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, although the Zhou Tian Sword Formation of Gray Jiao Tai Sui was not fully displayed, but she herself was proficient in the Sword Formation, and she was even more knowledgeable from the Formation Dao, so she had a lot of understanding of its essence, and she also took this opportunity to silently comprehend, so as not to miss the opportunity.

Rumble!

A terrible and strange aura suddenly appeared, surging in all directions, and even though they were far away, the monks still felt trembling and had a feeling of fleeing from the wind. It's like a fierce and extremely evil ghost who broke free from the cage of the underworld, came to the yang world, and began endless killing.

"It's ......"

Everyone looked at it in amazement...... In front of Gray Jiao Tai Sui, a purple flying sword appeared, with a hazy purple thirst floating on it, very strange and terrifying, and that tragic aura was exactly what it emitted.

"It's the Yellow Springs Demon Sword!"

Many people exclaimed, and some low-level monks simply turned their heads and left, obviously extremely afraid of this flying sword.

This weapon, which was made of rare purple metal, exuded a strange murderous aura that made everyone who sensed it creepy and couldn't help but feel fear.

"It's really the Huangquan Demon Sword! It's the magic treasure that the old palace master of Tianjiao Palace got when he was young. ”

"That's right, it's indeed the Yellow Springs Demon Sword. After the old palace master of Tianjiao Palace got it, he used the secret method to sacrifice, persistently crisscrossing the four directions, killing endlessly, and the corpses and bones were piled up, and I don't know how many human and demon monks were killed by it!"

The purple flying sword was murderous, and the sword body shimmered with a strange metallic luster, as if it was an ancient fierce beast that had just been released, and it was being devoured by its own people.

"I really didn't expect that the Tianjiao Palace Master would give this magic weapon to Gray Jiao Tai Sui to use!" someone sighed.

"It's not that easy, with the strength of Gray Jiao Tai Sui, it's not easy to completely activate the Huangquan Demon Sword. Someone asserted.

The Huangquan Demon Sword is a magic weapon that the old palace master of Tianjiao Palace relies on to dominate the world, it is definitely at the level of an immortal weapon, and the demon prohibition on it has not been erased, and the power is very terrifying. The Tianjiao Palace Master handed over his inheritance magic weapon to Gray Jiao Tai Sui to use, undoubtedly announcing his identity as the heir.

Gray Jiao Tai Sui stood proudly in the air, his eyes were like halberds, his iron-gray hair was flying, in stark contrast to the purple flying sword, and the two strong killing intent converged and fused, like a huge wave emptying, setting off thousands of might.

And behind him, the figure of a blue dragon swirled and appeared, setting him off incomparably terrifying, with a strong body with a wild murderous aura.

Airplanes!

Murong Xianxian also put away the flying sword and sacrificed the Great Compassion Mirror...... The treasure mirror rose against the storm, suddenly turned into a one-meter aspect, and suspended above Murong Xianxian's head.

This treasure mirror is simple and natural, and the whole magic weapon exudes a peaceful brilliance, without the slightest smell of fireworks. Under the mirror, the auspicious light flowed, revealing six golden characters, and the six-colored light rain fell, forming a layer of six-color light curtain around Murong Xian's body, and a six-colored lotus platform was also generated under his feet.

The burly gray Jiao Tai Sui, his hair fluttering, exuding a wild and uninhibited wild atmosphere, the Huangquan Demon Sword suspended in mid-air, suddenly shot forward, and the tragic evil aura surged overwhelmingly.

Rumble!

The void shook, and it seemed that it was about to be cut by this magic sword, and that evil aura was like substance, as powerful as a mountain, and it was terrifying, like an ancient beast, revealing its minions.

Murong was as quiet as a virgin, not shocked, and the big pessimistic mirror on his head emitted bursts of Sanskrit singing, like thousands of monks singing in unison. As soon as the evil aura came to her, it was blocked by the light curtain, and it could not affect her.

Snort!sneer......

The Huangquan Demon Sword was extremely sharp, and the purple sword light cut out tiny spatial cracks in the void, surging like an ocean of terrifying fluctuations.

At this moment, Murong Xianxian finally moved, she had a great compassion ancient mirror on her head, stepped on the lotus platform, and was immortal, raising her right hand, with a slight flick of her index finger, a golden rune suddenly flew out, and then the rune flickered, turned into a boulder, and smashed violently towards the Huangquan Demon Sword.

While!

The boulder smashed on the Huangquan Demon Sword, making a sound that made people's scalps tingle and eardrums tingling, and the sound pierced through the stone and cracked the clouds for a long time.

Rumble!

As if enraged, the evil aura emitted by the Huangquan Demon Sword became more and more violent, the boulder shattered, and the entire flying sword suddenly took on life.

Woo~~

Purple light rose, and a crying sound came from the sword body, and the flying sword turned into a demon shadow and slashed towards Murong Xianxian.

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