Airplanes!

The Qiankun Dao Sword in Ling Wanjian's hand emitted a roaring sword, which was actually influenced by the sword dao law on Liu Yi's head, and resonated with Liu Yi's sword intent!

Ling Wanjian suddenly felt that maybe this little junior disciple of him was the king of the sword.

Even if Ling Wanjian is known as the number one master in the Qiongyu Realm, even if Ling Wanjian can fight the Demon Emperor with the cultivation of a land immortal, even if Ling Wanjian has obtained the true inheritance of the great god Ling Qiujian...... At this moment, Ling Wanjian also had to admit that at least in the way of the sword, the junior brother had gone further than him!

Ever since Ling Qiujian became a god ten thousand years ago, Xuantian Sect had relied on Ling Wanjian's support, and he had long been accustomed to dealing with any difficulties with his own strength. Even if it was Liu Yi who pulled him out of the Hengshan Demon Emperor's trapped formation this time, Ling Wanjian also thought that if he wanted to get out of the Netherworld Demon Prison, he would have to rely on the strength of his senior brother in charge after all.

Ling Wanjian never thought that the little junior brother would be so powerful!

Ling Wanjian suddenly had a thought in his heart: "Since my Xuantian Sect has such a genius as a junior brother, I don't need to take on everything independently in the future, and I can be much easier." ”

Ling Wanjian was extremely relieved in his heart, but he was also a little disappointed.

I was relieved because Ling Wanjian felt that he didn't need to bear all the pressure and embarrassment independently in the future.

The loss in his heart was because Ling Wanjian suddenly felt that he was no longer the only person who had the ability to turn the tide.

The Qiankun Dao Sword was affected by Liu Yi's sword intent, and its power increased a lot in an instant.

The white hole pierced by the end of the blade doubled in size.

At this moment, Liu Yi suddenly remembered the earth-shattering war drum that had come from Lu Undefeated's hand before.

The Shocking War Drums are the best at group battles, and the more people there are, the more advantage. As long as he uses his own mental method to control the earth-shattering war drums, he can make the true yuan and mana in his monk's body increase rapidly, thereby enhancing the overall strength of his own monk.

"I didn't expect that my sword dao law phase would have such an effect! In the future, if I have a lot of sword cultivation in the Xuantian Sect and fight with others again, wouldn't it be that I only need to hang the sword dao law phase above my head, and I can make my overall strength skyrocket?"

Liu Yi raised his head and stared at the twelve-zhang long sword dao method, and for a moment he was actually in deep thought.

Ling Wanjian was shocked, and shouted, "Break it for me!"

The sword blade soared into the sky, and Ling Wanjian took advantage of the sudden increase in the power of the Qiankun Dao Sword to rush towards the place where the white hole was located before!

"Good sword!"

Meng Chengshen's eyes narrowed, staring into the air. He was the number one thief in the world in the Hengshan Realm, and this was the first time he met Ling Wanjian.

It's hard to live up to the fame!

Meng Chengshen was originally suspicious of Ling Wanjian's battle against the Demon Emperor, thinking that it would be difficult for a mere cultivator of a land immortal to fight several battles with the Demon Emperor, the number one master in the Hengshan Realm, and not take advantage of the disadvantage.

After this meeting, Meng Chengshen no longer doubted Ling Wanjian's strength.

This sword that swept the heavens and the earth alone was enough to prove Ling Wanjian's strength.

Taiyi Golden Immortal masters, such as Meng Chengshen, have long been proficient in the way of change, and can even change birds, birds, insects, and fish, and turn into flowers and trees to deceive others. And the ability to make his body bigger and smaller is as easy for Meng Chengshen as eating and sleeping.

When the white hole appeared, Meng Chengshen was able to make his body smaller, drill out of the hole along the hole, and get out of this netherworld hell.

As a thief, it was Meng Chengshen's instinct to escape.

To pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, it is natural to run as fast as possible.

But Meng Chengshen did not leave alone from the hole, but stayed by Liu Yi's side.

The old thief's actions made Wen Yingkong can't help but look up to him a few points.

Only the greedy wolf couldn't figure out the reason, and only slapped Meng Chengshen's calf with his tail in a daze, as if this action could bring it a lot of fun.

Whew!

The sound of the flames never ceased.

Where the tip of the Qiankun Dao Sword was, a white hole was suddenly pierced by the blade.

The power of this sword made the small hole into a three-inch square hole!

"Senior brother come with me!"

The sword qi on the soles of Ling Wanjian's feet rose, his body was already flying away, and he called out in his mouth: "If ordinary people want to cross the border, they must build a great array of Qiankun Movement. I have the Qiankun Dao Sword in my hand, which already contains the meaning of Qiankun moving. As long as I penetrate a passage, my junior brother can enter the passage and leave here first. ”

But at this moment, the temperature of the surrounding flames increased sharply.

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of the flames erupted like thunder, shaking people's eardrums.

The demonic fire in the entire Netherworld Demon Prison was like a heavy wave, sweeping towards the place where several people were.

Ling Wanjian had a sword in his hand, not afraid of flames, but he was worried that Liu Yi would not be able to resist the demonic fire that suddenly became violent and abnormal, so he quickly turned around to take a look, only to find that Liu Yi and Meng Chengshen were three wolves, and they had already been overwhelmed by the rolling flames.

Just as Ling Wanjian was about to turn around and fly back, Liu Yi's voice had already come out from the depths of the flames, "Senior Brother Sect Master, don't worry, we have the Buddha Treasure in our hands, we can resist the demonic fire!"

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Ling Wanjian shouted, and the blade of the sword in his hand rushed out, and his body flew forward like a sword.

The demon fire in the rear had already drowned Liu Yi, Meng Chengshen and others.

Fortunately, the pagoda that originated from Subodhi has been hanging above the heads of three people and one wolf. Even if Ling Wanjian's sword qi had repelled the demonic fire before, Meng Chengshen did not put away the pagoda. Now that the torrent of flames is rolling in, Meng Chengshen has used the pagoda to cover the three people and a wolf in the moment before the three of them were engulfed in the demonic fire.

"Yoo Daoyou!"

Meng Chengshen controlled the pagoda and chased after Ling Wanjian, turned to look at Liu Yi, who was releasing the Nine Heavens Breath to block the flames from entering the pagoda, and asked, "We have been in the Netherworld Demon Prison for a month, and we have never seen the Demon Fire be so violent. Could it be that these demonic fires have spirituality, and they know that we want to get out of this place, so they want to leave us alive. ”

"Impossible!"

Liu Yi shook his head and said: "Between heaven and earth, there are ten kinds of heavenly fires, but nine is the extreme number, and it cannot be perfect, so the last flame is the demon fire. The nine kinds of Heavenly Fire are omnipotent and possess spirituality, and can even cultivate into demons like cultivators, and eventually even become gods. Only the demon fire has no spirituality, and it is impossible to cultivate into a demon. Demon fire only has violent instincts, and the nature of demon fire is to burn everything, burn everything!"

Wen Yingkong's face suddenly turned pale, and she shouted, "Demon Emperor, is it the Demon Emperor?"

Wen Yingkong's lips trembled, and after exclaiming, she looked stunned and didn't say a word.

Is it really the Demon Emperor?

Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "The Demon Emperor has been trapped by the Heaven Survey God, how could he get out of the trap?"

Ahead, Ling Wanjian walked with his sword in his hand.

The surrounding demonic fire was like a tide, surging and surging and impacting, all blocked by the blade.

But even if Ling Wanjian's strength was extraordinary, he could resist the invasion of demonic fire with his sword qi, but now in the face of the sudden increase in power of the flames, he was also a little in a hurry.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the chilling sword intent on Ling Wanjian's body.

Sou!

The Qiankun Dao Sword rushed out again, sprinting towards the void in front of him.

The sword blade was separated from the body, and the circle of sword qi around Ling Wanjian immediately became much weaker. The sword qi around Ling Wanjian's body was originally used to resist the demonic fire, but now that the Qiankun Sword Dao has left his body, the demonic fire can just take advantage of the void to enter.

"What a weird magic fire!"

Ling Wanjian's expression changed drastically, and with his bearing and mind, he was actually a little at a loss at this moment.

Bite!

The blade stabbed into the void in front of him, making a crisp sound, but it didn't widen the three-inch-wide hole again.

Obviously, when the demonic fire suddenly became surging, the difficulty for Ling Wanjian to use his sword blade to stab out a Qiankun Movement Passage was many times greater than before!

"This kind of demonic fire, even I can't resist it! If this demonic fire is allowed to change like this, I'm afraid that even my Ling Wanjian will be burned to ashes by the flames! And the difficulty of opening the Qiankun Passage and leaving the Netherworld Demon Hell will also increase exponentially. I was already trapped here by the Demon Emperor, and I couldn't get out of the trap, I wouldn't be sorry to die! But the little junior brother came to save me, if he was also trapped here, I would not be blind to death!"

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Wanjian's eyes were full of absolute expression!

Let all the sword qi around him suddenly disappear in three dimensions, and integrate into the sword dao magic power in front of him, which is famous as the Qiankun Dao Sword.

Thundered!

The gods were mighty, and the colorful luster shone in all directions, but they were drowned out by the black brilliance of the demonic fire.

In order to open the Qiankun Passage, Ling Wanjian actually ignored his own attack by demonic fire!

Although the people of the Xuantian Sect in the Qiongyu Realm were not located in the Netherworld Demon Prison, they could clearly see the scene of everyone in the Netherworld Demon Prison and what Ling Wanjian was doing through the picture displayed by the sword disk.

"Senior Brother in Charge!"

Ling Qianjian shouted, but didn't say much.

The expressions of the remaining three of the four sword immortals tightened, and they also pursed their lips and stopped talking.

"Master!"

Moon by Moon's eyes widened, and for some reason, he actually picked up his arm and slapped him in the face.

"Oh no! Oh no! Netherworld is furious......"

Hu Tutu shouted, jumped up and down, and flew directly into the main hall of Shenjian Peak, stomped on the ground with both feet, and his body was already flying towards the sword plate suspended in the main hall.

"Uncle Hu!"

Cheng Yifeng, who had been standing in the hall, soared up, hugged Hu Tutu, and shouted: "Uncle Hu, don't be impatient, Master Zun Ji people have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely be safe and sound." Although you and I didn't go to the Netherworld in person, we must not mess around!"

"Fang Cun, your sister!"

Hu Tutu released waves of white demonic qi from all over his body, and shouted: "The head of the sect has the cultivation of land immortals, and he was almost burned to death by the demon fire, how can my eldest brother be so powerful as the head of the sect?

Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang also wanted to rush in, but they were stopped by Wan Ruirui.

The surrounding Xuantian Sect sword cultivators also changed their faces greatly.

A sad emotion filled the entire Divine Sword Peak.

The sword disc was hanging high, and the Ling Wanjian in the picture was already surrounded by demonic fire, only the slender and snowy blade appeared in everyone's sight, as for Ling Wanjian's body, it had already been submerged by demonic fire.

Everyone felt that Ling Wanjian would definitely die this time.

Everyone felt that as soon as Ling Wanjian died, how could Liu Yi be safe and sound?