Murong Xian's toes lightly touched the lotus platform under his feet, and in an instant, he avoided the sword light, and a red rune flew out from the tip of his right index finger, shooting towards the Huangquan Demon Sword.

While!

Fu Wenhua made a red halberd and slashed on the Huangquan Demon Sword, making a loud noise that shook the heavens, the waves surged, and the whole space felt the vibration, but the Huangquan Demon Sword was not moved at all, this magic weapon from the demon world was indestructible, although it has been tempered by the demon clan's skills, it is still a rare magic weapon, and even the rune magic power cannot be destroyed.

"Roar~"

Gray Jiao Tai Sui let out a wild roar, his eyes were as blazing as electricity, urging the Huangquan Demon Sword to slash towards Murong Xianxian, and the sword light penetrated the heavens and the earth.

"Woo......"

The Huangquan Demon Sword emitted a magic sound, like a cry of thousands of ghosts, which made people feel frightened, their hearts swayed, and the purple light filled the air, revealing a strange image of evil ghosts, they made a grasp while mouthing the magic sound...... If it was performed by the Tianjiao Palace Master himself, these evil ghosts and souls could be materialized, and the attack would be even more powerful.

When!when!when......

Murong had ten slender fingers as if playing a harp, and five elements of runes flew out from her fingertips, or hammers, or sticks, or swords, or halberds...... Every time it collided, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and although the magic sound was harsh, it could not affect Murong Xianxian at all under the surrounding of Sanskrit sounds.

This battle was very fierce, Murong Xianxian did not move the gluttonous supernatural power or sword formation, she used the Great Compassion Mirror to protect the body, was invincible, and attacked the enemy with rune supernatural powers, and the aura was overflowing, and the murderous aura was overflowing, and there was no life in the sea area for more than 100 miles.

The Huangquan Demon Sword is indeed terrifying, although the Gray Jiao Tai Sui cannot fully display the power of the Demon Sword, but its swordsmanship is unpredictable and very ferocious, Murong Xian's rune magic power has been fully displayed, but it is still difficult to shake the Huangquan Demon Sword.

They struck high in mid-air, the clouds cleared, revealing a clear sky, and they rushed to the bottom of the sea.

Zheng!

The Yellow Springs Demon Sword was like lightning, and it swept through a petrified jungle at the bottom of the sea...... These petrified jungles have been at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of millions of years, and they have been forged and pressed to a harder than gold stone, but under the sweep of this sword light, they are silently cut off, although they cannot make a loud noise at the bottom of the sea, but the turbid waves are surging, and the sound is still terrifying.

Boom! Boom!

On the surface of the sea, a huge wave rose into the sky, and although the monks in the distance could not see the battle at the bottom of the sea, they could also imagine the fierceness and danger of it.

The two of them rushed to the surface of the sea again, and the waves were like snow, obscuring the sky and turning into a heavy mist.

Shout!

Several golden runes flew out from Murong Xian's fingers, turning into several war hammers, dispersing the mist in the sky, and hitting the Huangquan Demon Sword with a long groan, but the purple light emitted from the sword body became more and more blazing, shattering the war hammer one by one.

Zheng!

Suddenly, a sword roar suddenly sounded, and a cold light suddenly shot out, and the sword qi was like practice, penetrating the sky!

Three hundred and sixty scale swords lined up in the air!

One after another, sword rays shot out from the scale sword, shooting towards Murong Xianxian like a raging storm...... At the same time, the Huangquan Demon Sword Demon Sound was sheng, and in the purple sword light, one after another evil ghosts let out a long roar, trying their best to bewitch Murong Xianxian.

"Gray Jiao Tai Sui, this is going to be iron-hearted, kill the Qingluan Fairy!"

"I'm afraid that it may not be! Although the magic sound is powerful, the treasure mirror Sanskrit sound of the Qingluan Fairy is just right to restrain it. ”

Some high-ranking monks in the distance were talking loudly, while some low-ranking monks were already guarding their minds, lest they be captured by the magic sound, but they were reluctant to give up this rare battle.

However, Murong Xianxian has always been on guard, in fact, she is also looking forward to the other party using the Zhou Tian Sword Formation again, because she has already faintly felt that the last form of the Beidou Sword Technique is about to succeed, just like the hijab on the bride's head, only to reveal it lightly...... And this week, the Heavenly Sword Formation is likely to be the most critical link.

The Great Mirror of Compassion hanging over her head shook slightly, the brilliance suddenly burst into flames, and a six-colored glow rose on the surface of the light curtain.

Qiang!Qiang......

Thousands of sword rays shot out, hitting the puff of light, almost all of them shattered, and there was no mistake or miss.

Rumble!

The Huangquan Demon Sword turned into a purple sword rainbow and split the six-colored glow, slashing heavily at the light curtain...... There was a loud bang, as if the sky was falling apart.

A puff of light flew up from the light curtain, the lotus platform under Murong Xianxian's feet sank slightly, dozens of lotus petals fell, turned into light and rain and dissipated, and then new lotus petals were born.

"Zhou Tian array, ichthyosaur evolution!"

Gray Jiao Tai Sui roared angrily, dancing like madness, his momentum soared, three hundred and sixty scale swords shook in unison, and the sound of the sword sounded like a harmony on the Great Dao!

One after another sword rays shot out from the scale sword, converging into a sea of swords, and one after another sword qi swam in it, turning into a fish dragon, leaping into it, and with the guidance of the Gray Jiao Tai Sui Sword Technique, it suppressed towards Murong Xianxian.

"Woo......"

The demonic sound of the Huangquan Demon Sword was surging, turning into a purple flying rainbow, and it sent out an attack on Murong Xianxian again and again, and the demonic qi rushed into the sky, and the power shook the sky and the earth.

Murong Xian's slender figure retreated again and again, the Great Compassion Mirror above her head trembled lightly from time to time, and the glow on the light curtain flowed, and six golden spells loomed, but they were impenetrable, and her fingers still flew out of runes one after another, and she did not use the Beidou Sword Technique.

Gray Jiao Tai Sui is strong, he is also a Mahayana monk, Murong Xian feels that the Mahayana monks he has encountered before are not comparable to Gray Jiao Tai Sui at all. Under this tempering, the rune supernatural power has become more and more mysterious, although there is still a big gap, but Murong Xianxian can feel the continuous transformation of this supernatural power.

Qiang!Qiang......

The sea of swords was suppressed, and countless sword qi turned into fish and dragons slashed downward, and a talisman made a giant tripod blocked the top of the treasure mirror, and took almost all the attacks, although the treasure tripod immediately cracked and turned into nothingness, but the remaining sword rays were no longer to worry about, and were blocked by Murong Xian's talisman treasure light.

"Kill!"

Gray Jiao Tai Sui roared loudly, urging the Huangquan Demon Sword to continuously slash down towards Murong Xianxian, the sword aura was like a wave, and at the same time, pieces of sword rays once again submerged Murong Xianxian in it.

In the distance, all the spectators were shocked, such a terrifying attack was like a devastating one, and if it were replaced by a monk who was a little closer, I am afraid that it would turn into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The Huangquan Demon Sword was fierce and dangerous, and the boundless evil aura swept through the surrounding void. And the sword rays inspired by those scale swords once again shrouded Murong's slender figure.

Gray Jiao Tai Sui was pressed and beaten, holding back the anger in his stomach, this time he suddenly took the initiative, and the offensive suddenly became fierce, eager to slash Murong Xianxian to death with a sword!

"These are really two ruthless people, no matter which one loses today, the prestige will not fall. ”

"Fairy Qingluan is really good, with the blood of divine beasts, maybe he can really ascend to the fairy world. ”

The monks in the distance were full of emotion, wondering what impact this battle would have on the sea of fog. RS