If there was originally a doubt about the authenticity of the Shi Demon Sword, but now that person is Zhang Zhong who took away the Shi Demon Sword, then now the flying sword that is directly inserted into Zhu Xiantai is beyond doubt, and it is the Shi Demon Sword that has stirred up the wind and rain in Shenzhou.

The last time Jia Jia and the others saw the Shi Demon Sword, the Shi Demon Sword had not yet been fully cast, because they didn't feel much of the power from the Shi Demon Sword, and now, seeing this fully formed Shi Demon Sword, Jia Jia instinctively felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The more the monk cultivates to the higher level, the clearer her perception of external objects becomes, and Jia Jia's unique battle spirit makes her sense more keen, as soon as this sword comes out, she has a feeling of breathlessness, as if something is pressed on the top of the whole person's head.

If you want to truly describe the sword momentum of this sword, Jia Jia only feels that this sword seems to be high up, condescending to look down on everyone, and the overwhelming power of the person makes her put a huge mountain on top of the Buddha's head. With such a unique and domineering sword posture looking down on all beings, it is no wonder that the monk can detect the difference as long as he gets close.

Under such a sword momentum, there is really nothing else except this world-famous demon sword.

The Demon Sword coveted by the world's cultivators appeared here in such a grand manner, directly into Zhu Xiantai, and the treacherous changes above Zhu Xiantai made Qin Ya frown again and again, and sighed: "This sword is coming with bloody wind and blood, quickly take away the monks below the door!"

As soon as these words came out, Mei Qihe, who was a little stunned, immediately came back to his senses, and after the Tibetan God Out-of-Body Monk who had the strength of a battle was broken, he took the monks below the Yuan Ying and the following to evacuate.

Looking at the current scene, even Mei Qihe was worried: I'm afraid that this time Zhuxian Dabi will not be able to go well.

He was in a panic, supporting the towering giant trees of Kunlun, half of these high-ranking monks of Kunlun gathered here, once there was an accident, the consequences were really unimaginable.

"Get out!" After a moment's hesitation, Fu Qingniu, who was now the highest cultivator among the monks present in Kunlun, walked up, and Fu Qingniu, who was not very good-tempered, scolded angrily on the spot.

This shouting and scolding really ruined the face of Mei Qihe, the head of Kunlun, but it also made Mei Qihe, who was a little hesitant, immediately white-faced, and turned around and shouted: "No one is allowed to stay until he is out of the body, leave with me!"

Under this order, the high-ranking monks of Kunlun who had originally gathered everywhere also stood in one place, covering the evacuation of the group of monks led by Mei Qihe.

Although Ziqiao said that he had reached the peak of the late Yuan Infant period, he was not in and out of his body in the end, although he wanted to stay, but Gu Lang shook his head without hesitation and rejected his idea, and as a last resort, Ziqiao had to leave with everyone.

After covering Mei Qihe and the others to leave, Fu Qingniu snorted coldly and looked at Qin Ya, the Kunlun Tibetan God Monk came to him and Qin Ya, and he thought that he and the two of them were looking at each other.

"Qin Ya, what do you say?"

"We don't need the Demon Sword, but we can't leave it either. Qin Ya narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the Shi Demon Sword that trembled slightly on the Zhu Xian Terrace, "The Spirit Slayer City Lord is its first master, Zhang Zhong is the second one, Qin Mou's ability to slash luck with the Shi Demon Sword has never heard of it, and it is true that the two killed its master." ”

According to common sense, the magic weapon of killing the lord will be called a bad thing, such as Yan Jin'er, Wu Yice, and other people who cultivate the way of the devil say that this thing is unknown, and it is best not to touch it, let alone the magic weapon of the two killers.

But the name of this sword is too loud, and there is a saying that it is lucky, who among the monks in the world does not want to get this thing? Even if the two kill their masters, there is still a steady stream of monks who come and go, fighting for a sword and turning the world upside down.

"We can do without the magic sword, but we can't let it fall into the hands of others. This is Qin Ya's order, Fu Qingniu snorted coldly, looked at the Shi Demon Sword on Zhu Xiantai, put his five fingers together, the void made a machete movement, and scolded angrily in his mouth: "What Shi Demon Sword, Shenzhou has finally stopped for a hundred years, because this sword has fallen into strife again, in my opinion, it is best to ruin it." ”

If you can't get it, you will destroy it, and this is also the thought of the monks who were left behind.

The middle and low-level monks of each sect have already withdrawn, and it was originally the fighting method of the Yuanying monks in their own sect, but now in the end, it has become a contest between out-of-body and Tibetan God monks.

However, the only monk present who came out of the dust, Huadao Zhenren, sneered, spread his hands, and turned away, leaving only one sentence: "The old man is not interested in this sword that kills the lord, you can play! I will go back to Kunlun first, how can this guest sit in the middle and leave?"

Jia Jia exhaled lightly, and looked at the top of the treacherous Zhu Xiantai, the side of the heavenly prince closed his eyes, and he was not punished by heaven for killing, and the Shi Demon Sword was exposed to Zhu Xiantai like this, it was really a good bait, Jia Jia Fang Buddha had seen the blood flowing on Zhu Xiantai.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, almost all the monks around him had already held the natal magic weapon in their hands, and this melee seemed to be on the verge of breaking out at any moment.

Is this Shaoxin's means? Jia Jia suddenly remembered that he died a hundred years ago, he was free in the Heavenly Demon, and the means of the Heavenly Demon were needless to say, and they had plagued Shenzhou for more than 100,000 years, and finally died at the hands of Shaoxin.

And compared to the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, Shaoxin's methods are not much to mix, just a sword, which makes the dispute in Shenzhou rise again, he stands aside with his hands and watches coldly, like an outsider watching a play, and the whole world is just letting him turn his hands over and rain his hands.

quietly took out the Bladeless Sword, even if they knew that this was a play set up by Shao Xin, so what, in the game, they had no choice at all.

Maybe every monk has selfish intentions, but at the moment, it is obvious that they have already stood separately, Kunlun, Shushan, Donghai, and the three life and death sects of the Demon Gate, the Shura Sect, and the Hehuan Sect are also standing separately, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance with the smallest number of people looks at the number of monks under these huge sects, although they are not very willing, but they are helpless, and they finally choose to retreat.

There was silence, no one spoke, and in the end, Zhen Yirou, who was known as the fairy of Qiaoyan in the Hehuan Sect, took the lead in chuckling and spoke: "Hehe, the Ming people don't say dark words, since everyone wants the Demon Sword, just smash this Demon Sword, and take it away one by one!

I have to say that although the Kunlun monk doesn't necessarily like the old rival monk of the Hehuan Sect, he still agrees with this sentence very much, and if he destroys the Demon Sword, there will be less disputes in the world. But how can such a thing be true for everyone?

As soon as Zhen Yirou's words came out, someone sneered: "You don't care about the appearance of the Demon Sword, who fought with Zhang Zhong for the Demon Sword before? I heard that the fight made all life within a radius of a hundred miles, what is it that is so desperate?"

"Poof", Zhen Yirou rolled her eyes, covered her mouth and snickered, "It's like I'm the only one who has fought with Zhang Chong, I'm a layman, what others want, I want to take it over and play with it, and it's a big deal to pay you back when I'm tired of playing in the future." ”

"The old witch is dreaming!" the man snorted.

Zhen Yirou didn't care, and rolled her eyes to look at the monks around her.

Fu Qingniu, who looked like this, snorted coldly: "Seeing her eyes keep rolling, you know that she is not in a good mood." ”

However, no one in the group cultivation present moved, and after Zhen Yirou's soft voice, the audience fell into cold silence again.

It has been holding each other for about three hours, and Zhu Xingyuan, who had been yawning for a long time, had already leaned on Mo Wen and drooped his eyelids, and the magic sword appeared, and he was originally going to leave with Mei Qihe, but he was glared at by Fu Qingniu, so he reluctantly stayed.

After holding on like this for a long time, someone finally broke through the air with a stone and hit the demon sword on Zhuxiantai.

Although this stone is small and extremely fast, it is almost impossible to escape the eyes of the group cultivators present, and it is too late to say that it is too fast, and a panicked demon cultivator closest to Zhuxiantai immediately jumped out, jumped on Zhuxiantai, and intercepted the stone.

It's also that he is too nervous, because his position is the closest to Zhu Xiantai, just that thing came over, he didn't have time to take a closer look before he made a move, and only when he found that it was just a stone, he was relieved, but after relieving this breath, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, a strong pressure was close to the side of his hand, and the Shi Demon Sword that made the world's group of cultivators face each other was only a hand's distance from him, and he faced several dangerous powers coming towards him, and cultivated to the out-of-body, The monk simply gritted his teeth, made a quick decision, and pulled up the demon sword, and with his pulling, the heavy corpse fell on Zhu Xiantai, and kicked Zhang Zhong away, the monk pointed hard, and the fingertips cut a hole, and he was about to drip blood to recognize the Lord, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and several monks rushed to Zhu Xiantai together, and the battle began.

Originally, only the Yuanying monks stood on the Zhuxian Terrace, and several out-of-body monks fought together, but under the Rao is such a fight, the two factions of Kunlun and Shushan still did not move, and the monks of the Tibetan God Period of each faction did not move.

After watching the fighting methods of those people for a moment, Wei Tan behind him suddenly let out a soft "huh".

"What's wrong?" Mo asked sideways.

"The material of that Shimo sword is so strange, and it doesn't get bloody?" Wei Tan seemed to think it was very strange, "Of course, I believe that if a person's swordsmanship is fast to the extreme, he will naturally be able to drip blood, but under such a chaotic fight, it is really strange to see that the blood stains have been stained on the Shimo Sword, but until now, there are still no blood stains on that sword." ”

"It's not bloodless. Gu Lang, who had been silent so far, suddenly intercepted the conversation, and then spoke: "That sword is sucking blood!"

His mouth was sudden, but there was a voice that opened almost at the same time as him, and it was none other than Lu Ze of Shushan, who had a magical eye.

Regardless of the pupil technique or the analytic eye, it is better to understand than ordinary people: as soon as the blood stains are stained, they will immediately penetrate into the sword, and a sword that can suck blood is really a little frightening to see.

"A blood-sucking sword?" Wei Tan frowned, stared at the sword body for a long time, and then said slowly, "I remember that there is an ancient wild history miscellaneous record that there is a kind of concentrate called the Ancient Magic Stone, and when you hear that kind of material, it will suck blood. However, because the material is extremely hard, and I have heard that it is a living stone with its own spirituality, many monks in the primeval world are very yearning for this kind of magic stone. But even in the abundant Taikoo, this kind of magic stone is extremely rare, and by the time the ancestor created my Kunlun, the ancient magic stone will be hard to find. After that, for more than 100,000 years, there was no record of the primeval magic stone. Although there is not much pen and ink, I can see that this magic sword is very similar to what is written in the book, whether it is blood-sucking or black and red. ”

"It's just that there are too few records about the Ancient Magic Stone to be 100% sure. Wei Tan shook his head and sighed lightly.

His voice was not loud, but it was not hidden from everyone, and with the ears of these out-of-body Tibetan monks, he could hear it very clearly.

Lu Ze on the other end had already looked at Wei Tan, and then sighed: "Kunlun, this Wei Tan Committee is really eye-catching. ”

After sighing with emotion, the heaven and earth on the side above Zhuxiantai were thunder and lightning, and Fu Qingniu snorted coldly: "Be careful, I'm afraid the battle situation is going to change." ”

While speaking, several monks from the seventeen islands of the East China Sea suddenly rose to the ground and rushed straight to Zhuxiantai, these monks suddenly attacked, and they attacked at the same time after preparing for a long time, so that one of them fell in the middle of the chaotic and inseparable battle situation, and the battle situation was reversed in an instant.

Rao is monks who are fighting on the Xiantai are all extraordinary, but compared to the several out-of-body monks who attacked in the East China Sea, they still have a lot less preparation, so they were hit like this, and they were in chaos at that time, and the scene took a sharp turn.

Donghai's move made the monks of the two factions of the Life and Death Gate and the Hehuan Sect, who were eyeing each other on the side, also rushed out of several monks at the same time.

The wind and rain are coming above Zhuxiantai.

Qin Ya and Fu Qingniu took the Kunlun monk to take a few steps forward, only ten steps away from Zhu Xiantai, this distance, it is obvious that they are also ready to make a move, and the Shushan monk who "advanced and retreated" with Kunlun also walked a few steps like this, and actually caught up with the pace of the Kunlun monk, and a monk surnamed Li who was the leader of Shushan even smiled and glanced at Fu Qingniu and Qin Ya: "My Kunlun Shushan should be in the same breath!"

In fact, speaking in detail, the Kunlun and Shushan monks who traveled this time can be said to be of equal strength. There are two Tibetan God monks and dozens of out-of-body monks under the seat. Kunlun is Fuqing Niu and Qin Ya, and Shushan is the monk surnamed Li and Lu Ze.

Qin Ya glanced back at Lu Ze and the others lightly: "Needless to say, almost eighty or ninety percent of the sword cultivation in Shushan is precisely because he is a sword cultivator, so how attractive this demon sword is to sword cultivation, Qin Mou knows very well in his heart." ”

"Then what do you want?" The monk surnamed Li is named Li Wangzhen, and he is also a well-known sword cultivator in Shushan, who was once the elder of Shushan Sword Cultivation, and his strength should not be underestimated.

His rhetorical question made Qin Ya frown for a while, and he didn't answer him immediately. (To be continued.) )