At this moment, the wind is blowing and the air is high.

At the current world level, the first thing that appeared behind Zhao Yun was a thousand heavily armed Thousand Soul Army, each of which was wearing armor. The black armor and the cold and murderous military appearance are like a division of a hundred battles.

Since the soul banner was purified by the power of the origin, the tens of thousands of soul troops originally compiled by the evil spirits could not bear it and dissipated, and this remaining thousands of them were the original preparation, and it was also the preparation that Zhao Yun spent the most effort on, so it survived the baptism of the origin. The soul banner existed in name only, and after he, the main general, broke away, he also brought them out together and became the original guardian of Hades.

Since then, the Thousand Souls Army has not appeared in the True Realm, until today.

"Kill!" invariably shouted violently, shaking the entire bamboo forest.

When it was too late, Zhao Yun opened his eyes at the same time, his tongue thundered, and the black spear that pierced him was pulled away by an invisible force. If the wounds of the spirit body make his will hover on the edge of the abyss, then the thousands of soul armies are an extension of his will, and even if the soul is scattered at this moment, his will will not dissipate.

But just as he was about to break through Zhao Tiandao's sword light with all his might, the sword light suddenly returned to the light, and unexpectedly burst out with dazzling brilliance.

The brilliance is dazzling, and the power is incomparable.

Nation!

The black spear that blocked the sword light was disconnected, and at the moment of the last shot, Zhao Yun suddenly leaned back and made an iron plate bridge, the knife light slashed against his face, and the piercing cold invaded his brain, and he couldn't think for a moment.

After some time, he came back to his senses and glanced back. I saw a very small passage appear in the bamboo forest behind me. It's tiny, but it's just a glance away. Because there is an end in sight, because that is unstoppable faith.

He straightened up and calmly reconnected the two black spears, and miraculously, after the ghostly light flickered, the black spears returned to their original state.

Without any communication, a transparent light rose from Zhao Tiandao's body. It looks softer than the summer sun, gently cast on the bamboo forest in a radius of dozens of zhang, and the bright sunlight touches in one place, and the intersection gives birth to colorful brilliance.

Bathed in brilliance, it is like bathed in hope. The headless torso actually gives people a sense of sacredness.

However, this light looks full of hope, but in fact it hides despair, and it doesn't even need spiritual sense, it only needs the naked eye to see that behind the light is the endless abyss.

Just as beauty and ugliness, good and evil, light and darkness are absolute opposites, but they are both indispensable to each other.

After a while, Mingguang began to shrink, towards the long knife in his hand. It seems that there is only a moment, and it seems to be eternal, the light is gone, and the sword is out.

This sword was born purely for destruction. After this knife, Zhao Tiandao's body suddenly dried up, as if he had been drained of all the essence by this knife.

The sound of Jin Qi was very slight, but when the breeze pushed by the Yu Qi of the first hand blew through Zhao Yun, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his body changed between nothingness and solidity for a while, like a dream bubble.

He gritted his teeth and slammed the black gun in his hand to the ground.

Boom!

A muffled sound that hit the soul directly from the barrel of the black gun collided with the ground, and with it as the core, a layer of ghostly light spread. The bamboo forest passed by the ghostly light suddenly changed the sky and the earth, and turned into a dark underworld.

In the slight tremor, several ghost towns rose from the ground, surrounding the underworld in the center, followed by the shocking sound of drums and the roar of strange beasts, and behind Zhao Yun, the shadows of countless monsters appeared out of nowhere.

Among them, the huge body of the White Elephant Clan can't be concealed.

Each individual was shouting "see the light of day again", and their beliefs, wills, etc. seemed to merge with Zhao Yun, and they let out a defiant howl towards the sword light.

Zhao Yun raised the black spear expressionlessly: "When I realized that the way of the earth immortal is nirvana, I knew that the ghost emperor was not for individuals, but for the name of the underworld. Hades is the ghost emperor, and the ghost emperor is the underworld. Originally, I was defeated by you, and I, like Lu You, had doubts about the path for a while, until I came here and saw you......"

Suddenly remembered a sentence, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. He paused and continued, "If you can't even let go of victory or defeat, how can you truly transcend the path of the earth immortals?"

"When I understand that I don't do it alone, your sword is no longer out of reach in my eyes......"

As he spoke, he shook the black spear in his hand, and eleven phantoms manifested in an instant, and under the interweaving of ghostly lights, they formed Zhao Yun's appearance.

Eleven Zhao Yun were scattered among each other, and the tips of the spears all had a ghostly light, and they were advancing at the same time.

Click-

The black spear seemed to have pierced into the ice, and if there were anyone at this moment, they would see that the body of the spear had actually sunk deep into the void. As we all know, when the strength is strong to a certain extent, it will cause a fault in the void, which is mostly seen in the conflict between the two forces. But to really break through the void, that is not something that ordinary monks can do, I'm afraid that even Su Fu can't pierce the void with a flying sword alone, those are completely two realms.

But at this moment, eleven black spears actually poked eleven holes in the void, and coupled with the turbulence of the void that erupted, it looked as if it had stabbed a container filled with gas.

Bang!

Then there was a loud crisp sound, and a large void between the two shattered into powder like a mirror, and the terrifying void turbulence frantically opened its teeth and claws, as if angry that someone dared to challenge its majesty.

However, in the next moment, the void turbulence shattered into powder.

Under the light of the knife, there seems to be nothing that can exist, and everything that dares to block the way will be wiped out.

In the eyes of many great masters, the Void Turbulence is also a very tricky existence. But under the light of the knife, he is as well-behaved as a little white rabbit under the claws of a lion. No, not even the little white rabbit is counted, because where the sword light passes, not only the void turbulence, but even the void itself has turned into scum.

At this time, the eleven Zhao Clouds suddenly dispersed and distributed in a fan-shaped manner in front of the sword light, so as to ensure the maximum force and maximum bearing capacity.

Even this point is counted in it, and it can be seen that Zhao Yun's estimation of this knife has been raised to an unprecedented height.

Each Zhao Yun's expression, posture, and movements are different, as if he is an independent individual, who can think, comprehend, and have unique opinions. At this moment, Zhao Tiandao's knife completely subverted their understanding of the knife. It's like a person who is good at the spells of his own sect, under the principle of one law and ten thousand laws, should have some understanding of the spells of other sects, but he was beaten by a magical power and forgot how to cast the spell.

So at the last moment, Zhao Yun was still thinking, thinking about Zhao Tiandao's knife, thinking about his gun.

"The eleventh day of the night, the countryman is unparalleled!"

The black spear finally met the sword light.

Whoa—

When the two collided, it instantly produced a high-frequency sharp roar, as if millions of night owls were making their voices in unison, and the area of a hundred feet instantly turned into a vacuum, and continued to spread in all directions.

The aftermath spread, as if purified, and the ghost town and the underworld were completely erased from the scroll, leaving no trace.