The bright starlight in the night sky seemed to have dimmed, and a long groan penetrating the universe came from Lingxu Peak, behind this sound, a huge light that was incomparably clear followed, spanning dozens of miles, like a giant dragon stepping on the void, galloping for nine days, and descending on the mortal dust!

The heavens and the earth change color, and the mountains are shocked!

Da Mao Peak, Ermao Peak, Sanmao Peak...... The seven mountains and rivers shook violently one after another, and out of nowhere, seven white exercises rose up, one after another, sending out a sharp roar through the golden cracked stones, and throwing them into the sea of fire of Hupu Peak!

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"That's ...... Sanqing, Sanqing Sword!" Xianyun looked up in a trembling voice, his expression extremely excited.

The Sanqing Sword, the legendary treasure of the Maoshan Sect, represents the supreme Dao Qiankun, dominating the power of life and death and destruction!

As soon as the three clears come out, the mountains respond, these eight white practices are transformed by the spiritual veins of each mountain peak, and the edict gathers, so what's the matter?

The people who witnessed this magnificent spectacle were all deeply shocked, and their eyes were immersed in the rays of light and could not extricate themselves.

In Damaofeng Taiji Square, Long Qianqiu shouted in a deep voice: "Go there!

Even if he didn't know what was going on, Long Qianqiu had a hunch that the situation had exceeded his expectations, and he had to do it himself, end the battle here, and regain the fruits of victory!

Eight aura, converging on the top of Baopu Peak, and then, condensed into a giant pillar of light, penetrating the heavens and the earth, incomparably brilliant and magnificent!

The flames that rushed into the sky could not stop this dazzling white light, in the sky and on the ground, like day.

In the pillar of light, a figure could be faintly seen, looming, slowly revealed, although the face could not be seen clearly, but it suddenly aroused several heartfelt cries of surprise.

"Ye Fan!"

Shen Jiayao burst into tears, he didn't die, he really didn't die! The figure on the top of the mountain, even if she couldn't distinguish his face from a distance of a few hundred meters, she wouldn't fail to recognize it, that majestic figure had already been deeply imprinted in her heart, and she would never forget it until she died.

"Senior brother?" Zhao Ling'er's eyes flashed, clenching the long knife in her hand, she couldn't believe that the figure floating like a miracle in the sea of fire was actually her rogue senior brother.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Shiya was stupid, and Su Lin secretly wiped away two tears. Kiyosa Yumi stared blankly at the glorious figure, and there was only one thought left in her heart, surrender!

In such a desperate situation, he can still survive in a desperate situation, except for the favor of the heavens, Qingsha Yumi can't think of any reason, what is happening in front of him, isn't it a miracle, what is it?

The strong surrender to the strongest, this is the consistent concept of the spirit of bushido, and at this moment, Kiyosa Yumi is convinced.

Immediately after, the sudden change made everyone's hearts cold, and the surprise turned into despair in an instant!

Whew-

The monstrous flames on the Baopu Peak rose from the ground, and the terrifying flame tongue opened its mouth to swallow the glimmer of hope with an incomparably strong attitude, like a fire dragon!

"No—"

"Ye Fan!"

Heaven gave them hope, but in an instant, everyone fell from heaven to hell.

Swallowed by the blazing flames that can't be seen directly, is there any chance of survival?

The crazy and terrifying flames seemed to have life, condensed, soared into the air, and formed a huge oval-shaped fireball, just above the top of this mountain, blooming countless tongues of fire, like a cocoon, gorgeous and delicate, domineering spontaneous combustion!

Wisps of spiritual energy revealed fireballs, burning wisps of white smoke in the sky, like a dream, unbelievable.

In the void, there are faintly thousands of runes surrounding the firelight, fluctuating and rotating in circles, as if someone is chanting in the dark, reciting obscure chapters!

The scorching red flames, endless transpiration, and swirling aura condensed into a whirlpool on the sky.

"This is ......" Xianyun muttered, looking at the huge fireball that burned endlessly, his voice trembling violently in a tone that he had never heard before: "Lian...... Goblin...... Pot!"

A month ago, Xianyun returned to the sect with Jinbu, in order to be able to see the supreme divine power of the Demon Refining Pot and the Sanqing Sword, but unfortunately because of the lack of spiritual materials, he could not achieve his long-cherished wish.

Now, on this Baopu Peak, the miracles and wonders of the world's creation and the majesty of the world are all kinds of wonders that are the ability that the demon refining pot can have.

The Three Qing Sword, the Supreme Dao Method, the Demon Pot, and the Refining of All Things in the World, these two treasures have always complemented each other and are inseparable!

Uncle Ancestor Qingfeng Zhenren's boundless mana actually uses the void as a furnace and the flame as a tripod to burn the aura of the eight directions and refine the human body!

Xianyun never dreamed that the demon refining pot would appear in this form.

Unexpectedly, it was used to refine the living!

And at this moment, Ye Fan, who was in the center of the furnace, was suffering from unparalleled inhuman suffering!

The demon refining pot refines all the spiritual energy accumulated by the eight peaks of Maoshan for more than 100 years, turns it into true qi, penetrates into his body skin, condenses it in the dantian, creates a second purple mansion, and reshapes the cultivation.

This process is equivalent to forced cramming indoctrination, and the true qi penetrates the body, hundreds of millions of pores and blood vessels, muscles and bones, all of which are subjected to forcible aggression, squeezing, rejection, and tempering!

Even if you have the body of the acquired sun, you still can't resist this tragic reinvention process.

The clothes on his body were torn into powder and burned to dust the moment they entered the furnace, and the pores around his body, his nostrils, his eyes, his ears, ...... The seven orifices and even the Lumen were all drenched in jet-black blood, forming black scabs, and sticking to the surface of the body.

The blood bodhi was sucked into this furnace and turned into crystal dew, which melted into the cells of his body, and instantly dissolved the Brahmin poison.

From now on, all poisons and all evils will not invade!

"Demon refining pot, Sanqing sword, the old man has seen it this time!"

"Saving someone's life, winning the seventh-level floating slaughter, is this considered a merit?" Qingfeng Zhenren danced the three clear swords, dozens of miles away, controlling the demon refining pot that turned into a golden light talisman, and danced with long hair, just like a true immortal descending to earth.

The old monk smiled with relief, his eyes flickered, pointed to the top of the mountain, and asked, "What is that?"

Dozens of miles away, the two of them could actually see that under the furnace where the fire light was condensed, a black thing was trembling out of thin air, as if it was about to burrow into the flames.

"Well, since it's a spiritual thing, it's better to refine it together!" Qingfeng Zhenren pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the Sanqing Sword pointed at it from afar, and the nameless big guillotine made a buzzing roar and shot into the Flame Furnace!

In an instant, boundless aura surged into the blade, and the dazzling refining light burst out with a hundred feet of brilliance, heading straight into Xiao Han, this side of the world, this starry sky, all became extremely sacred and brilliant.

The Beidou is overshadowed, and the stars are ashamed of the competition.

Man and sword, refining in the same furnace, this is an extraordinary move, a masterpiece!

To the east, on Mount Fuji in Tokyo, 2,000 kilometers away, a one-eyed old man kneeling under the cherry blossom tree stood up, staring at the west, his face blooming with fanatical fighting spirit!

To the west, lying in the depths of Kunlun, which is 500,000 square kilometers and known as the mountain of ten thousand ancestors, standing on the mirror platform of the snow peak, clenched the blue long sword in his hand, and the light of his eyes, looking back, seems to span several lifetimes, boundless and profound!

To the south, on a small island in the South China Sea, an indigenous sorcerer wields a scepter that exudes the smell of evil and decay, and shakes his multicolored feathers and curses at the sky.

To the north, in the cold land of Siberia, the old man, shrouded in animal skins, fixed his eyes on the south, looking at the sky from afar, as if he had an understanding.

Not only them, but this miracle of earth-shattering creation has attracted the attention of countless top powerhouses in the world!

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