In the sky, Qian Jingang held a golden flying sword and fought against eight monks, one of these eight people was a monk at the peak of the Yuan Infant, five of them were in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and the other two were in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

The strongest Yuanying Peak Cultivator attacked head-on, resisting Qian Jingang's flying sword to the death, while the others attacked from the side.

The mana crisscrossed the sky, and both sides were red-eyed, reaching a state of immortality.

The flying sword slashed across the sky, brushing Qian Jingang's ears, and the powerful energy directly took Qian Jingang out.

"Hmph, I'll see where you're running now!" The eight monks on the other side seemed to have the chance of victory, and attacked unhurriedly according to the rhythm, limiting Qian Jingang to the extent of their attack.

One mana after another consumed Qian Kong's strength and mind.

Qian Jingang's situation is extremely dangerous, and I am afraid that he will fall at any time......

In the sand dunes, there were more than a dozen corpses lying beside Fan Hong, including demon beasts and monks.

Such battles, which happen from time to time in this desert, are just an inconspicuous battle.

But for Fan Hong, this is a dance with death, an art of walking on the blade, and in this time and again, he is looking for a way to break through.

Fan Hong looked up at the sky, and from time to time there were demon beasts and monks flying in the sky, which may contain extremely powerful monks, even beyond the Xuan Realm.

"Xuanjing, what the hell is it, my way, right?" Fan Hong muttered to himself, as if the road ahead was a cloud and mist, a confusion, and he was like seeing flowers in the fog, psychedelic, not real enough.

Tightening the flying sword in his hand, Fan Hong still stepped forward, there was no turning back, only to go all the way hard, maybe inadvertently, he found the way.

Fight, life is more than fighting, this is the mission of my Heavenly Sword Sect, as if from birth, I have started to fight for a lifetime, no one can break through this fate, and no one wants to break through this fate.

This is a song with blood and tears, this is a melancholy and bloody poem, marching all the way with the brothers and fighting for their own future.

"Boy, hand over your flying sword, I will spare you from death. Someone took a fancy to Fan Hong's flying sword, a cold and arrogant young man standing above Fan Hong's head.

Fan Hong looked at the figure and smiled softly.

Do you hear me? The blood is boiling, the will to fight is burning, and my chest is full of bloodthirsty desire.

"Let's fight!" Fan Hong said softly, without extra words, with blood all over his body, he took the initiative to shoot, and Fan Hong even saw a strange look in the other party's eyes......

"What a bunch of waste, so many people went looking for a small sect, and they haven't found any of them until now. On the sand dunes, a thin young man in a green coat looked at the sky.

Around him, the dust and sand seemed to be stirring with his every move, and the strong coercion emanated out, and the monks who passed by avoided it.

"The power of the Xuan Realm, this is the power of the Xuan Realm, I didn't expect that I would find an opportunity in this desert, as a thank you, I will first find someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect to kill it." The thin young man clenched his fists and said.

A half-aged old man bowed down and stood behind the young man, bowed his head and said, "Your Royal Highness Prince Shaao, since you have broken through, then let's go back, you have endless power in the endless forest in the south, why suffer in this yellow sand." ”

"Old slave, you go back first, and after I kill a person from the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will go back and enjoy those countless beauties. The thin young man looked up and laughed, his smile was so unstoppable, and his breath filled the sky.

"Prince, this place is too complicated, and I am worried about your safety, Your Highness. The half-old man who was called the old slave said.

"Hmph, am I so bad in your eyes? I have been promoted to the Xuan Realm, and you are only at the peak of the Xuan Realm, and in a few days, I will definitely surpass you. The thin young man snorted coldly, he was very dissatisfied with the old man's suggestion.

"Then prince, you have to be careful. The old man sighed helplessly, and his body turned into a long rainbow and went away, "Prince, go early and come back early, I will go back to the king first." ”

The prince of Sha Ao gently shook his right hand, and the aura between heaven and earth was like worship, sweeping towards his palm, the Xuan Realm can control the aura of heaven and earth, which is much higher than the Yuanying realm, Sha Ao felt unprecedentedly powerful, and a feeling of exclusivity between heaven and earth surged in his heart.

"Powerful power, it's really intoxicating!" the tone of the prince of Sha Ao was full of intoxication, and then his body moved, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"Optimus Sword Sect, come out and let me kill a few. It's not in vain that I traveled through most of the cultivation realm to come here. ”......

On a small sand dune, surrounded by endless desert, a black figure sat cross-legged on the small dune, motionless like a rock?

Qin Shihu changed places from time to time, and as soon as he had free time, he left the Yuan Infant and entered the Tianque Palace to use time to accelerate the comprehension of the way of the sword.

In the hall of time and space, there are many oil lamps lit, and a wisp of soul imprint of a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect is left on it.

This is a very famous soul lamp in the cultivation world, as long as a person is alive, this lamp will always be on, and similarly, when the monk dies, the corresponding soul lamp will be extinguished.

And if his soul is injured, the light of the soul lamp will become extremely dim.

Qin Shihu saw that the soul lamp almost went out several times, but fortunately, they survived it in the end, and it gradually became brighter.

Big Goat Yun Yi and the others are still cultivating silently, since they have entered the time and space hall for such a long time, no one has rested for even a second in the middle, all of them are like a dead pass, and they are not willing to waste any time easily.

That's the price of getting stronger. However, as long as you can become stronger, just pay this price, you are still very happy.

"People from the Heavenly Sword Sect?" A streamer of light shot at Qin Shihu's side like a laser, and after the streamer, a thin young man stood on the sand dune, looking at Qin Shihu sitting cross-legged and asked directly and simply, this person is the prince of Sha Ao, who is extremely self-confident.

"No!" Qin Shihu opened his eyes and shook his head.

Although he is still wearing a black shirt now, his face has long been disguised, which is completely different from his original appearance.

"Whether you are or not, I want to kill someone, but you are unlucky. A hideous smile appeared on the corner of the thin young man's mouth, "Make a move, if you wait for me to make a move, you won't even have a chance." ”

Qin Shihu nodded silently, and the black spirit weapon superb flying sword was dispatched instantly, and a stunning sword light was like a meteor in the sky.

Flirtatious!

Cold!

Like lightning slicing through the void.

A thick disbelief flashed in the eyes of the thin young man: "You dare to kill me......"

As soon as the words came, the young man's Yuan Ying was stabbed.

The fall of the prince of Shaao.

In the endless forest to the south, in a secret chamber made entirely of rocks, an oil lamp quietly and silently extinguished.

The lamp slave guarding the oil lamp looked at the suddenly extinguished oil lamp with some disbelief, and after seeing the location of the oil lamp clearly, a cold air rushed directly from the tail vertebrae to the back of his head, and his face changed in fright.

This is, my emperor's favorite little prince, isn't there a lot of masters around him, why is he dead.

The lamp slave, whose face turned pale, immediately picked up the oil lamp, and a sharp exclamation spread from this secret room to the distance: "Prince Shaao has fallen, Prince Shaao has fallen." ”

Hearing this voice, the demon beast guards immediately swelled up with deep fear in their hearts, this noble prince is dead, this cultivation realm is afraid to set off a monstrous wave, my emperor, that is an invincible existence in the entire cultivation realm, a figure who will soar within ten years.

Now that my emperor is ready, he is just waiting for his ascension, and before that, he can do a lot of things.

The whole land suddenly shook violently, and a violent roar echoed in the sky above the endless forest: "Who dares to be so bold, find out, find out for me, and destroy the door." ”......

The building boat on the desert is gently floating in the air, and the building boat is rippling with colorful breath.

From time to time, there were monks shooting out of the building boat and flying into the distance, and many monks flew from outside and hurriedly walked towards the bottom of the building boat.

It's just that no one could have imagined that at the bottom of the ship on this floor, there were more than a dozen characters covered in black robes.

"Lord Onizo Five. After a figure entered the bottom floor of the building, he first saluted respectfully to the more than ten black-robed people seated, and then said to one of the black-robed people.

"How about it, among the fifteen people who have been locked, can you find out if they are from the Heavenly Sword Sect?" asked Onizo Five.

"We locked up three people, all three of them are Yuanying peak cultivators, holding the best spiritual weapons, and going around killing people looking for them, although their faces are not the faces we knew before, but judging from their deeds, they should all be people from the Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

"How much certainty. Hidezo Five asked.

"Seventy percent!"

"Seventy percent, Black Devil Fifteen, what do you think?" Kizo looked at the black-robed man opposite.

"Seventy, that's enough, I'll send my people to kill those three. Ghost Hidden No. 15 replied lightly, "It's just a primordial infant, and you can pinch it to death at will, but I hope that we can find the few young people in the Xuan Realm who have appeared around Mighty Wind City, and the eyes of geniuses can allow us to obtain more gifts from the evil gods." ”

"Yes, the Heavenly Sword Sect can be pinched to death at will," Ghost Hidden Five chuckled, "I still care more about the Divine Envoy's descent to the earth, I heard that the Divine Envoy is about to descend to our world and lead our followers to kill all the monks." That divine envoy should be coming soon, that is the realm of immortals, an invincible existence. ”