"For the safety of the six realms, today I will take you down for the heavens, and escort you into the Demon Locking Tower!"

Young man, very angry.

I don’t know how Shushan cleansed Jing Tian’s brains, but this guy said something, then pinched the sword technique with his hands, turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Meng Fan.

"Perform the way for heaven? God's heaven."

Meng Fan was not anxious or slow. Seeing that the sword light was about to slash on his neck, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, put his two fingers together to replace the sword, and met the magic sword.

clang!

The sound of golden sounds sounded.

The wind was raging in the underground palace, and the burning demon flames behind him flew wildly, like a wild beast that was chosen to devour people.

This world is famous for its swords, and Shushan is a sect that specializes in practicing swordsmanship. Therefore, Jing Tian, ​​who is half a disciple of Shushan, is in a sword move that is extremely exquisite.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Evenly matched?

Faced with the silent Meng Fan, Jing Tian naturally couldn't have such a ridiculous idea. After all, the other party just turned his finger into a sword and had not achieved his full effort.

"It is worthy of being the reincarnation of a god."

A simple test of Jing Tian's strength, Meng Fan commented casually, and then gently waved his sleeves like dusting.

I saw Haoran's immortal power surge out in the most ordinary, even shallow way, like waves, endlessly spreading the magic sword and the sword light derived from it.

Bang!

The sword body trembled.

Dropped on the ground.

The gap was too big. Just like an adult who beats a three-year-old child, Jing Tian's face turned slightly pale, and he barely stabilized the figure flying backwards, but he was still not discouraged. With a wave of his hand, the magic sword was bought again.

Without any hesitation, his body swirled and rose into the air, using his body to control the sword, and the man and sword were united.

Heavenly Sword!

This move can control the power of the natural power of heaven and earth, form a swordsman's realm between the sword energy and form a swordsman's realm, uniting with heaven and earth, and its power is unpredictable in rumors.

Among the Nine Sword Techniques in Shushan, it belongs to the eighth style, second only to the Sword God who flies with thousands of swords.

Seeing this, Meng Fan did not urge him to summon the Zhaodan Divine Sword that completely surrendered, and used similar means to condense a hundred-foot sword light to face the magic sword.

From meeting to confrontation, there was no time delayed during this period, which shows that Shui Tian was brainwashed.

As the two sword lights collided, the ripples spread in all directions, and the demonic flames that soared into the sky were instantly suppressed, and the sword refining furnace was completely silent.

Movement and stillness resound throughout the world.

There was still no suspense. Jing Tian thought that the Tian Jian technique could work, but the situation was completely opposite. He didn't have time to react and felt that the power that could not be resisted came and attacked all over his body.

With a muffled groan, the magic power gathered on the magic sword and even the spiritual consciousness collapsed. Jing Tian, ​​who was about torn apart in his headache, flew out and crashed into a ruin. Blood gushed out like a fountain.

It would be strange if he could defeat Chonglou, whose strength was suppressed, with the help of Shushan. After all, he was not bound by the seal of the human world and could use his full strength.

"Bean sprouts!"

At this time, a woman in red rushed over and hugged Jing Tian, ​​who was seriously injured. At the same time, she hurriedly took out several talismans from her arms and threw them towards Meng Fan.

Strong wind!

Samadhi True Fire!

The red flame dragon appeared in front of Meng Fan, and at the same time the hurricane was howling, and the fire swept through the wind.

“…”

When the poisonous incident ended, Jing Tian saw that he had many talismans, so he shamelessly asked for a lot of them, and now he used them all to deal with him.

Good will be rewarded with evil?

When speechless, Meng Fan raised his hand and pressed it softly, extinguishing all the surging fire.

During this period, Xu Changqing and Zixuan appeared.

The protagonists fight together to fight the villain?

Since the death of the Five Old Man in Shushan, Xu Changqing, who has been in charge of his love, has only been the leader for two months, seems to be unable to forget Nuwa's descendants, or Zixuan is still willing to contribute to her.

The former was standing in front of Jingtian, and after protecting him, he stared at Meng Fan with an extremely cold look, just like looking at his father's enemy.

baffling!

I don’t know if it was because of the old man Qingwei who deliberately misled it before he was transformed, or what the gods in the heavenly realm, that is, the Emperor Fuxi of Heaven, said, but he did not offend them, but instead avoided many tragedies, Meng Fan and became a big evil man.

Even though I had predicted it, I could not help but feel a little impatient after seeing it and experiencing it with my own eyes.

"Forget it, let's fight to the point."

When he was whispering in his heart, there was no need for Meng Fan to take the lead. He came prepared and Xu Changqing, who was in charge of the Fuxi Sword, directly used the Shushan Ten Thousand Sword Technique.

In an instant, thousands of swords fell like rain.

"Ancient Artifacts": Fuxi Sword, one of the Three Emperors, was left by Shushan, and symbolizes the divine authority of immortals. Holding this can move the world and the six realms.

Now, handfuls of magic swords with simple shapes, like ancient bronze ware, transformed out. Not only are they covered with mysterious patterns, but they are also contaminated with part of the original aura, exuding a strong power.

"It's a bad thing."

Meng Fan, who temporarily used his physical body to resist the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, commented calmly, raised his hand lightly and pressed it, and a corner of the Dharma body of the Emperor of Fengdu was revealed, comparable to a mountain's palm falling.

Xu Changqing lay down completely, and his mouth was sprayed with blood that was even more exaggerated than Brother Jing.

The reason for commenting like this is because Meng Fan knew that no matter which sect’s sword immortal inheritance was, it was necessary to use the will to control the sword, and combine the will with the sword, rather than to use magic power to activate it.

This is too rough, and if you are strong, you will be strong, but you will give up all kinds of changes. Not to mention rigidity and singularity, your power is fixed, and you cannot use your own god to raise it to another world.

Almost at the same time, Zi Xuan rushed up, looking like she was trying hard, but the gap was too big and the incomplete Dharma body of the Emperor Fengdu just raised her palm and waved her hand and flew out.

Nuwa descendants.

Guardian of the mortal world.

The name looks very big, but it is not the strongest person. Otherwise, he would not have been slandered as a snake demon and moved to the remote Miaojiang area to survive.

What's more, Zi Xuan, a descendant of Nuwa, was almost full of love and love. She was most powerful in the world and was considered a master, and she had no practical experience.

His eyes subconsciously turned to Tang Xuejian.

She is the only one standing at the moment. Since she is the body shaping of the ten thousand years of magic fruit and has been tempered, she is no longer a weak woman with no power to tie a chicken, but her combat power is really the lowest, even Zixuan is not as good as Zixuan.

At this time, the magic sword buzzed.

A red light was about to fly out, but Long Kui had not appeared yet, and suddenly it was pressed down again. A strong wind hit the face, and the sword light almost rubbed against Meng Fan's cheek.

The sharp edge of the head originally pierced the earth behind him, forming a gully that stretched for several miles, dozens of feet deep, and the sides were as smooth as mirrors, almost destroying the layout of the place.

"What's up for me!"

Jing Tian noticed that Xue Jian was noticed, as if he was resurrected with full blood, his speed was extremely fast, and his eyes were sharp, which was completely different from before.

At this moment, the world had changed color, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered, and the light on the magic sword was lit up, even if the Chonglou who was secretly paying attention to the place was slightly looked sideways.

Vaguely, the demon lord saw the old acquaintance. Behind Jingtian, a phantom appeared, the immortal helmet and divine armor, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which was Fei Peng.

Unfortunately, it's limited to this...

"After experiencing two cycles of reincarnation, it is no wonder that it has attracted such attention from the divine world."

As his thoughts turned sharply, the Dharma body of the Emperor Fengdu was completely unfolded, and the judge's pen fell, as if it was slow, as if it was fast, as if it was light, without any human energy.

The demon sword collided with the ghost world artifact, and the surrounding space began to shatter, like a mirror, and continued to extend outward, and a demonic aura appeared vaguely.

This was an accident that opened up a passage to the demon clan. It was very unstable, and the annihilation brought by the collision only lasted about ten fingers.

Then, because Jingtian was unable to succeed, he was filled with the void turbulence.

"Jingtian is Jingtian, Feipeng is Feipeng."

Chonglou whispered, and he had already seen it clearly. No matter how profound the imprint was, after experiencing reincarnation, he was not the person in the past, and the power inspired by Jingtian did not come from himself.

In an angry state, he unconsciously touched a brand similar to a gift. It seemed powerful, but in fact it was unable to do so. It could only maintain it for a period of time. After all, it was the remaining power after the Feipeng disappeared.

"Since you have chosen to reincarnate, there will be no other god general in the world in heaven."

As he spoke, the Dharma body of the Emperor Fengdu dispersed.

Take the lead in doing it - be suppressed casually.

The furious move - exerting a power far beyond oneself - was easily suppressed again.

To be honest, looking at Meng Fan who was in front of him who was like the ancient demon mountain and could not be shaken, Jing Tian was discouraged, with no blood on his face, and he was shaking, just for the sake of face, with the help of the remaining magic sword, he stood up.

Just in place.

The atmosphere gradually became depressing.

As a sword spirit, Long Kui was sleeping in the magic sword due to severe damage and was temporarily unable to wake up.

Zixuan held Xu Changqing who was fainting and had already made a decision in her heart. She raised her eyes and looked at a secret corner of the underground palace with a begging gaze.
To be continued...