Yu Sha

The violent trembling of the Taiyin Refining Mysterious Coffin continued.

Almost instantly, the gap that was pried open seemed to open the lid of the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky was aroused, and in the flash of Yungang Sword Qi rising into the sky, the silhouette of Old Dao Qinghai could already be seen in the scorching light of Peiran Sword Qi.

This was Old Taoist Qinghai’s almost exhausting struggle, because without such a struggle, all of Old Taoist Qinghai’s lives would have been captured and extracted by the cold ice that was transformed into the evil energy of the Taiyin. He might just die from a long and drowsy sleep, accompanied by death convulsions.

Even when the original Taoist Qinghai used the mysterious coffin to perform the secret method of "Taiyin Refining" and slept in the mysterious coffin world for a long time in the form of seclusion, he should have faced such a situation. ending.

Chu Weiyang has been absorbing it from the main coffin for a long time. As time goes by, this mysterious coffin is still sealed in the mountain gate of Qianyuan Sword Sect. I am afraid that even the old Taoist Qinghai will not escape death.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang suddenly increased the intensity of the absorption, and the six Taiyin Refining Mysterious Coffins exerted force at the same time. It is true that such a powerful force, combined with the magical method of the essence of supernatural powers, suddenly taught and absorbed The process doubled several times, but it was the "avalanche" and "burst" of energy, energy, and even the origin of life that suddenly taught Qinghai Lao Dao to wake up from the severe pain.

He escaped the sleep of death.

Now I want to struggle to escape from the calamity of death!

In Qinghai's view, being awakened by the severe pain was Chu Weiyang's only failure, a crack in the desperate situation! He wants to pry open this gap like a mysterious coffin!

Furthermore, he will take complete control of his life based on Chu Weiyang's mistake! And he wants Chu Weiyang to deeply regret this in the future!

It is true that the refining of the secret method of "Taiyin Refining" failed, but in this process, especially when the Taiyin Refining Mysterious Coffin dragged his life closer to the curtain of life and death, the flow of yin and yang continued. It became increasingly clear before his eyes, and the sinister mist was penetrating towards Yun Gang.

Old Taoist Qinghai had a premonition that as long as there was another retreat, as long as there was more deduction and polishing of words, perhaps the Kaitian Sword Sutra of the Jie Yun lineage would be created from his own hands!

When the time comes, in the process of seclusion, the foundation that has been absorbed, the realm of cultivation that has fallen, and the blood that has withered, all of this will matter!

The moment the Kaitian Sword Sutra was written down, there was only a clear path in front of Old Taoist Qinghai! There is only a thoroughfare!

"Hahaha! Little boy surnamed Chu! I'm going to teach you that it's too late to regret! It's too late to regret!"

In the torrent of Yungang sword energy pouring out, there is the mad roar and laughter of the old Taoist Qinghai.

He seemed extremely crazy.

But at this moment, facing the contemptuous words in the shrill roar, Chu Weiyang remained indifferent.

He couldn't afford to say anything to a dead man.

After all, as Chu Weiyang, who personally elevated the magical method of "Taiyin Refining" from an ordinary ancient method to the level of magical power, he is even more familiar with this magical method than the creator of "Taiyin Refining". Because of this, there is almost no possibility of mistakes in the operation of this wonderful method in Chu Weiyang's hands!

Chu Weiyang wanted to wake up Old Dao Qinghai from his sleep on purpose!

It was too easy for him to twitch to death in his sleep!

Even when the figure of Old Dao Qinghai emerged from the torrent of sword energy, Chu Weiyang already had a light smile on his face.

Ignoring the old Taoist's barking.

Chu Weiyang's brisk smile and eyes were also looking at Song Qingxi, who was wielding the sword pill and shining in the world.

Strange to say, Song Qingxi had been standing there for several breaths.

It was clear that Old Dao Qinghai could sense Chu Weiyang's aura just through the gap opened by the mysterious coffin, but at this moment, he was still struggling wildly to separate himself from the Taiyin Refining Xuan Coffin. Old Taoist Qinghai, whose ties with each other were severed, could not feel Song Qingxi's figure and energy.

Because the moment Song Qingxi's figure appeared in the world, the ethereal and noble sword intention was scattered in the sky and the earth, and in the wind and clouds.

That is the change of yin and yang, the place of the four seasons!

And at this moment, Song Qingxi's majestic sword intention was naturally and silently integrated into the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth. Then, the ancient swordsmanship field was used by Song Qingxi silently.

The domain of Wanjian Chaozong!

All of a sudden! The strong wind, the evil spirit, the rolling clouds all over the sky, and even the Yun Gang sword energy that Qinghai Lao Dao is pulling and resonating at this moment, and even in the penetration and endless rotation of the meaning of the four seasons, there is still a very short period of time. The power of time.

Everything is included in the silent realm of Wanjian Chaozong!

That is the extremely vast Ten Thousand Swords, the Ten Thousand Swords of the Tianhe Mountains and Rivers!

And at this moment, when everything was laid out by Song Qingxi, Song Qingxi turned around and glanced at Chu Weiyang.

And Chu Weiyang only responded to Song Qingxi with that relaxed and brisk smile.

But the Taoist's eyebrows seemed to be able to speak.

For no reason, the words that had repeatedly appeared in Song Qingxi's ears now echoed in Song Qingxi's mind.

Kill one person and get one person alive!

So, at this moment, Song Qingxi no longer thought about anything else.

Attracting the whole world's attention, three great swordsman monks stood in the sky. One of them looked stunned and regretful, but did not dare to take a step beyond the limit. The other struggled, roared, laughed and screamed like a madman.

On the contrary, only Song Qingxi, at this moment, truly showed the world the true decisiveness of a great swordsman monk!

The Four Seasons Sword, Yin and Yang, Heaven and Earth.

Modern swordsmanship and ancient swordsmanship are all mastered.

Everything is presented in the mountains and rivers and thousands of swords.

Then, when Song Qingxi jumped out in one step.

The domain of the Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong suddenly became one sword to defeat all kinds of magic at this moment!

Swish——!

Under everyone's gaze, in a daze, at that moment, it seemed that the power of time no longer existed, the heaven and earth, and the mountains and rivers no longer existed.

Everything, all the cause and effect and destiny, all the luck and momentum, are condensed into a sword light.

A sword light that penetrates the heaven and earth!

It reflects from the indescribable place, and then reflects away from the ineffable place.

The moment it appeared in the world, it had cut off everything in the process!

Yungang's sword energy was shattered, and the sword energy rising into the sky was torn apart, followed by the sound of flesh, blood, and bones being penetrated.

It seemed that it was not until everything had happened that the sound that broke through the sky resounded in the minds of everyone.

Swish——

And as the sound fell, the sword light that destroyed all laws immediately turned from real to virtual, and in the process of disappearing, the frozen years began to continue to pass. Gradually, the heaven and earth, yin and yang, wind and cloud, mountains and rivers... ...Everything began to return to the induction of the cultivators in that moment of trance.

The next moment, the fierce Yungang storm rolled in, and in the storm that had been split apart, there was a series of crazy exclamations from the old Taoist Qinghai.

"Who! Who is it! So brave!"

"Ha! What a joke! Use the swordsmanship of my sword sect to deal with me?"

"No—no—junior sister—!"

"You can't kill me, you don't know, you don't know what senior brother I have been through! You don't know what senior brother saw in front of that curtain of life and death!"

"Bitch! How dare you hurt me!"

"I am part of Jie Yun's lineage! The inheritance passed down by our ancestors! Everything was destroyed in the hands of a bitch like you!"

"I'm only half a step away! Only half a step away, I'm going to cut off that tie!"

"No! I can't die! I can't die..."

"You mean maid! Have you abandoned our Qianyuan Sword Sect? You have abandoned yourself to the sword!"

When the words fell, Song Qingxi, who was still on the same spot, walking in the sky one after another, driving the sword pill, was still arriving, just looking coldly at the old Taoist Qinghai who was deep in madness without knowing it.

"No! I did not abandon the Qianyuan Sword Sect! Nor did I abandon the way of swordsmanship! It's you! It's you who failed the way of swordsmanship and swordsmanship! It's you who abandoned it!"

Song Qingxi's cold voice was mixed in the simple yet vivid and joyful Peiran sword intention, still permeating the world with vigorous vigor.

When he said this, looking past the figure of Old Dao Qinghai, Song Qingxi looked more like he was looking at Zhu Jiansou and in the direction of the Qianyuan Sword Sect's mountain gate, rather than talking to Old Dao Qinghai.

And as Song Qingxi's violent shouts fell, or to be more precise, as Zhu Jiansou saw the sword that mixed ancient and modern times, he saw the time when all the phenomena of the sky and the earth turned into thousands of swords of the Chaozong, and then one sword destroyed all laws.

This sword penetrated the heaven and the earth, penetrated the flesh, muscles, bones and heart of Qinghai Old Dao, and it was more like penetrating Zhu Jiansou's spirit and spirit.

Even the regret and hatred seemed to disappear at this moment.

Zhu Jiansou seemed to be still thinking about that sword.

He stood there in a daze, with no reaction for a long time, as if he were a clay sculpture.

But in the same place, Old Taoist Qinghai was still chattering endlessly.

"joke--!"

"You don't know, bastard! When you were practicing in the mountain gate in the past, you knew how to say those beautiful words! In fact, you know nothing about the path of cultivation! You don't know the key and key point of the matter..."

"I can't afford to make any mistakes. You don't know the curtain between life and death, that...that grace..."

"hiss--"

Just as he was chattering like this, suddenly, at a certain moment, Old Taoist Qinghai grinned and inhaled sharply.

And with this moment, Qinghai Lao Daohun seemed to wake up amidst the severe pain.

He lowered his head in confusion and brushed his hand over his heart.

When he raised his hand, there was a dazzling bright red.

"Ambition is as cold as snow, and your heart is as cold as ice..."