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On the mountain behind Tongtian Peak, on the only way to Huanyue Cave, Zeng Shuchang, Master Shuiyue, Pukong, Pufang and even a group of righteous and demonic cultivators are all gathered together at this moment, and many people are looking up from a distance. Looking out, watching the battle on the front mountain, and the war clouds in the sky that are constantly pressing down on the situation.
News of the defeat came one after another, and the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more nervous and horrified. Fortunately, the water unicorn, the guardian beast of Qingyun Sect, was lying beside them, which finally gave them a little peace of mind, but this little peace of mind was not enough. It is also like a small boat on the vast ocean, which may be swallowed by wind and waves at any time.
The unparalleled demon lord, with unparalleled power, was like a dark cloud, hanging over everyone's heads, but the danger of annihilation was ahead of them, but they had to fight to the death. One after another, monks asked for orders to go down the mountain, using their lives to stop Jiang Chen. , trying to delay as much time as possible, but in the end, it was still unstoppable.
Step by step, the mountains shook and the earth shook. The Supreme Demon Lord, Jiang Chen, arrived majestically. Before he could take action, a terrifying aura enveloped the entire place, making people feel like their breathing was stagnant.
"This should be the last level." Jiang Chen looked around, but saw trembling figures around him. In addition to Zeng Shuchang, Master Shuiyue and others who had never made a move, Pu Hong, Yun Yilan, and Xiao Yicai had fought against him before. , Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu, Song Daren, Zeng Shushu and others were also on the side.
"Everyone, we are here to lend a helping hand to fight against the Demon Lord!" At this moment, a loud roar was heard, and it was the Ghost King who came with Qinglong, Suzaku, Jin Ping'er, Qin Wuyan and other masters of the Demon Sect, At this moment, both good and evil are united in a line, just to resist their common powerful enemy.
"Very good, everyone is here." Jiang Chen held the Red Lin Divine Sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with red light, full of fighting spirit: "Where are Zhang Xiaofan and Wan Jianyi? They should be you two Why, the one with the highest cultivation level among all the people is not here, or is he still at the innermost level?"
"Can you guess by yourself?" Uncle Zeng responded coldly.
Zeng Shushu followed his father's words closely, and then raised his voice: "Everyone, this battle is not only a decisive battle, but also a life-and-death battle. Let us fight to the death for the survival of China!"
"Fight to the death for the survival of China!"
Everyone responded one after another, and for a moment, the whole place was boiling. Terrible fighting spirit gathered together, soaring into the sky, stirring up the storm and changing its color!
"Zheng!"
However, at this moment, suddenly, a high-pitched sword cry burst out. In an instant, the boundless sword pressure broke through the sky. The boiling fighting spirit of everyone was swallowed up in an instant. Then, the whole place was silent, and no more words were heard in the place. , there is only an unspeakable terrible depression.
Jiang Chen slowly raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and turned to point at the people around him: "The reason why you are not dead is not because you succeeded in containing it, but because I don't want to kill you. The answer you have always wanted to know will soon be It will be revealed how much strength I have left, and the answer will be beyond your imagination!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen slowly released a huge wave of power. In an instant, the space began to twist, forming a terrifying vortex.
Seeing this, Master Puhong quickly shouted: "The devil is about to take action, everyone be careful to resist!"
"Resist?" As if he heard some big joke, Jiang Chen immediately responded with a sneer, "It's up to you, what can you do to resist me!"
Raising his hand and raising his sword, in an instant, the boundless sword domain enveloped the eight wastelands. Time and space seemed to be completely frozen in this moment!
Burning Sky Sword Domain!
This is the peerless swordsmanship that Jiang Chen realized after breaking the void. The sword intention condenses into a field, and even the gods will be frozen on the spot!
Everyone present was restrained. Regardless of whether they were from the Righteous Demon Sect, everyone was frozen on the spot. They could not even move, let alone resist.
"How is this possible? He actually has such magic power?!"
"Misstep, he... is too strong!"
"From the beginning, we had no chance of winning..."
The restrained people looked at the tall and majestic demonic figure with despair on their faces and inexplicable horror. At this moment, even though they had intentions, they were unable to hinder the opponent's footsteps.
"Huanyue Cave Mansion, I'm here!"
Without stopping, Jiang Chen slowly stepped forward. In the frozen sword field, he was the only one walking alone. Step by step, he traversed the mountains and rivers, passed through the quiet mountains and forests, and came to Huanyue Cave again. As long as he moved forward, it would be him. The destination is where the last blood sacrifice is about to begin!
In the silence, the ancient Tongtian Peak and the entire mountain range began to tremble slowly.
A low and long roar burst out from the Huanyue Cave in front of me, gradually rising up and turning into a passionate and clear roar, the sound cracked the gold and stone and shot straight into the sky.
Amidst the roar, a huge beam of light soared into the sky, like a giant dragon that had been imprisoned for thousands of years. It jumped out and galloped for nine days, calling for wind and rain. The wind howled and the color of the sky and the earth changed!
Zhu Xian!
Zhu Xian!
This eternal sword, which represents the last hope of the Qingyun Sect and the righteousness of the world, finally appears again at the most critical moment!
The terrifying beam of light rushed out of the mountain and went straight up to nine days, stirring up the clouds. In the bright light, one could vaguely see a familiar figure of a young man and a familiar ancient divine sword. It was none other than Zhang Xiaofan, as well as those who were beaten by thousands of people. Jian Yi sacrificed his life to reforge the ancient sword of Zhu Xian!
"Zhang Xiaofan, you are finally here!" Jiang Chen raised his head, stepped in the air, and faced the man and sword in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.
"God-given sword, kill evil spirits!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked resolute, held Zhu Xian in his hand, raised his sword and pointed it at Jiang Chen. The moment he spoke calmly, the boundless sword intention was powerful, causing great changes in the world. Immediately, the majestic purple energy suddenly rose from the Huanyue Cave. It was as fast as lightning and its momentum was unparalleled. It soared into the sky, like a huge purple pillar standing upright from the sky, and suddenly appeared in this vast world. Only the purple energy was visible. The air steamed, flowed turbulently, rose through the air, and finally landed on the ancient Zhuxian sword that looked like stone but not stone.
The next moment, the Ancient Zhuxian Sword lit up. Even though they were far away, countless human beings could still feel that there was something touching the ancient sword high in the sky. Slowly waking up from a long slumber.
A bright light bloomed on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, illuminating Zhang Xiaofan's face.
His robes were beating in the wind, making a hunting sound. He held a sword in his right hand, his face was solemn, and he clenched the sword formula in his left hand. His low voice was heard between heaven and earth, like a Sanskrit chant or a strange mantra, and it echoed far and wide. Suddenly, he waved the sword technique in his left hand and pierced the sky. Almost at the same time, six-colored rays of light rose up from the other six towering peaks of the Qingyun Mountains at the same time, penetrating the sky like a rainbow, breaking through the sky, and streaking across the sky. The long trajectory finally landed on the ancient sword of killing immortals.
In an instant, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was swallowed up by the dazzling brilliance, like the rising sun falling into the world, making it impossible to see. The brilliant light burst out from the ancient sword, illuminating the boundless sky.
In the strong light, the seven-color light merged into one, rising in the dazzling white light, and turned into a huge seven-color sword in the sky, with brilliant light and flashing rainbow light. Then, under the continuous injection of spiritual energy from the Seven Meridians Mountain Peak, the huge colored main sword began to gradually grow larger, and in the process of growing larger, it gradually separated into various small monochromatic energy swords, more and more, densely packed. began to spread across the sky.
The sword shadows all over the sky became more and more dense, and the infinite light covered the entire sky. The Immortal Killing Sword Formation appeared!
Jiang Chenwu stood quietly holding his sword. In his scarlet eyes, the infinite shadow of the sword reflected in the sky. He looked at it for a long time, nodded, looked solemn, and sighed: "It is indeed a miraculous craftsmanship. The founder of Qingyun Sect is indeed the master." Unexpectedly, such a great man could use his mortal body to gather the spiritual energy of the mountain and create such a peerless sword formation. It is really amazing!"
The strong wind blows, and the sky is silent!
At this moment, everything seemed to suddenly become far away. There were only two people facing each other face to face. The world was empty, but it seemed too narrow to accommodate two people.
It's destruction, it's protection, it's the inevitable final battle!
There is no choice, only life or death, victory or defeat!