Not only that, but these sword qi were still changing all the time, and with the loss of his true power, that sword qi not only did not weaken, but even kept getting stronger.

Shang Tiandao was slowly approaching Jing Zhaomei, and the hurricane-like whirlpools formed around his body were also slowly approaching Jing Zhaomei, and said:

Yes, this is the supreme method of using the sword that I formed after giving up using the sword, the sword technique, the sword qi is Xiao Xiao, and no sword in my hand is better than a sword.

This Xiao Xiao's sword qi can be infinitely enhanced and changed infinitely with the volatilization of my true power, and when the true power in my body volatilizes to the extreme, it can produce even more shocking power, and can even shatter the sky.

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "If you now tell the true intentions contained in your heart, maybe, I will let you go."

Jing Zhaomei sneered slightly, and then, with both hands gently stroking the guqin, he saw several silver lights suddenly flying out from above.

That's seven strings flying out.

The strings flew out, flying in seven completely different directions, and then, with a flick of his hand, the flying strings were firmly wound around the cold maples next to them.

Jing Zhaomei seemed to want to use these strings and Leng Feng's concentration to fix his body without being shaken by this huge sword qi vortex.

Shang Tiandao urged the sword qi, and the rotation speed of the vortex suddenly accelerated, cutting Jing Zhaomei's fluttering crescent-white robe into a mess, turning it into strips of cloth.

However, Jing Zhaomei was still unmoved, and said loudly: "Hmph, although your sword qi Xiao Xiao is powerful, there is still no way to completely knock me down."

Shang Tiandao said in a deep voice: Jing Zhaomei, are you still obsessed at this time? Then, this will be the last moment you will survive in this world, and the sword qi will be Xiao Xiao.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Shang Tiandao suddenly wave his hand, pushing the powerful sword qi vortex in front of him towards Jing Zhaomei, overwhelming.

Under the impact of the huge whirlpool of his huge sword qi, those heavy rains that poured down even flew back into the sky according to the trajectory that fell, turning into countless clusters of arrows.

Everywhere the rain passed, countless birds were hit and fell.

When Shang Tian Dao raised his true power to the extreme, the vortex of that sword qi was like a volcanic rock whose energy had been stored to the maximum, and it immediately erupted the moment Shang Tian Dao pushed it towards Jing Zhaomei.

A huge vortex of sword qi raged in this dim and obscure forest of death, and a heavy roar was emitted in this forest of death, and the mountains shook the ground.

And Jing Zhaomei also disappeared in this powerful air current.

The forest of death gradually regained its calm, and the icy night rain slowly fell, falling on Shang Tiandao's body and long hair, which was already exhausted.

At this time, he no longer had the true power to protect himself, and the protective barrier around his body disappeared immediately.

Shang Tiandao was like a machine that had been drained of gasoline, and he also collapsed and sat there.

It's over.

Is it all over?

Shang Tiandao wiped the rain poured on his face, half-knelt to support his extremely tired body, and slowly stood up, letting the cold raindrops hit his face.

However, when he stood up and staggered to find his way back, he was suddenly stunned, and even couldn't help but gasp, as if nothing more terrible had ever happened to him.

Because he found that in the place where Jing Zhaomei was standing just now, although Jing Zhaomei was gone, there was an extra crystal-like coffin.

Oh no, it's the coffin of the stars.

At this moment, Jing Zhaomei was standing peacefully in the coffin of the stars.

The coffin of the stars was wrapped in countless strings, wrapped around the tall cold maple firs, hanging in the air, like a pavilion in the air.

And just now, the powerful sword qi vortex formed by the true power pushed over by Shang Tiandao had been completely isolated from this starry coffin.

In fact, as he just said, although the coffin of the stars was temporarily shattered by Shang Tiandao, however, temporary shattering did not mean that it was broken forever.

It's like a stream of water, you can break the water temporarily, but when you let go of your palm, it comes back to the way it was.

The coffin of the stars should have the same effect as this stream.

This coffin of the stars can slowly absorb the true power of those who are sealed in it, but it can also block anything in the world.

Just when Shang Tiandao was surprised by this, he saw that the coffin of the stars suddenly and slowly opened.

Jing Zhaomei stepped on a string and walked out slowly, and then, Shi Shiran landed in front of Shang Tiandao, his steps light and steady like a butterfly.

The rain fell from the sky, as if it was an accompaniment to him.

Jing Zhaomei looked at Shang Tiandao, sneered at him slightly, and said: Sword Qi Xiao Xiao, it is really powerful, just now, I was too negligent,

However, now, I will never do this again, I will definitely use twelve points of strength to deal with you, until I completely send you to the Yellow Spring Road, Shang Tiandao, you can rest in peace.

With that, he sat down, put the guqin across his lap, and gently plucked it, and the protective barrier of the Star Coffin opened up around his body again.

This time, however, the sound of his piano was no longer soothing, no longer quiet, but went straight into the intense notes, like a reservoir that had been full of water and collapsed and flowed down at once.

In the sound of the piano, five strings suddenly flew out and rushed towards Shang Tiandao.

This time, the strings effortlessly wrapped around his head, his legs, and his hands, and then, pulled out in five completely different directions... Pull...... Pull......

Jing Zhaomei gently plucked the strings, and the song became more urgent.

And Shang Tiandao's limbs were also constantly being pulled out, and the green silk of the strings slowly tore through his clothes and into his flesh.

The blood finally burst out.

And Shang Tiandao was almost strangled.

At this moment, the true power of his whole body has been exhausted, and there is no way to fight back, let alone the strength to break these strings wrapped around his body.

As the sound continued, his consciousness faded as the strings tightened.

Why is the sky spinning, why is the earth trembling, why are there stars in the rainy night, oh, maybe it's an illusion.

This...... Is this the magic of the green silk silver qin song?

Jing Zhaomei sneered and said: This is the Qingsi Yinqin song, when the song ends, it is time for you to set foot on the road to Huangquan.

Shang Tiandao was already powerless to struggle, his limbs were limp there, and he let the green silk of the strings strain into his flesh, slowly pulling his limbs in different directions.

His consciousness became more and more blurred, but there was also an indescribable sense of relief.

But am I going to die like this? I am a little unwilling, but ......