The blood color penetrated into the cyclones, and with the two of them as the center, it produced mysterious array patterns.

Then a large wave of light radiated out, and in an instant, a huge Tai Chi pattern gathered again.

Compared to the previous Tai Chi pattern that almost covered the world, the Tai Chi pattern in front of me was much smaller, but it was too solid.

"With your body feeding the formation, the wise and wise man, Wang admires it, and this sword will be spared!"

Wang Yao said in a silence.

He condensed the intention of killing. Whenever he fought, his murderous intent was strong and his temperament was inevitable. It was rare to be able to not lose his nature under such a fierce murderous intent.

He knew very well that it was not impossible for him to break through the Yin-Yang Fish Path Map woven by the Yin-Yang two kings.

But the cost of the two kings of Yin and Yang is too huge, and if not done properly, life and death will be eliminated. In this way, the hatred will be deeply rooted.

Just now, Fang Xianjun has already admitted defeat on behalf of all the inner immortals. Wang Yao still wants to fight, not for anything else, but to use the powerful to train the sword intent and killing intention.

At this moment, the two kings of Yin and Yang clearly had a fight to the death, but he couldn't do anything, so he had to stop.

Of course, even if he stops, the two kings of Yin and Yang will suffer a great blow.

The two of them used their bodies to feed the formation this time, so that they could strengthen the power of the formation with their own essence and blood.

This killing array is like a huge flesh-and-blood grinder. Every time it rotates, it stirs the essence of the life of the two kings of Yin and Yang.

However, Wang Yao's voice of fighting was released, and the Tai Chi pattern disappeared. The two kings of Yin and Yang could not control their bodies. They fell from mid-air and their faces were extremely dark. A group of disciples of the Wuzong of Dahuang hurriedly stepped forward and stuffed large bottles of pills and several source beads in succession. Their complexion was still not improving.

Song Tianfang pushed away the two disciples, struggled to get up, clasped his fists at Wang Yao, and barely got up, and it was slanted.

A group of disciples of the Great Wilderness Wu Sect, supported He Shuming, who was already drowsy, and chased after him.

Song Tianfang and He Shuming just used their bodies to feed the formation and activate the strongest formation map, and of course they knew the dangers.

However, now that things have come to this point, the two of them have to fight for this breath even if they are seriously injured and dying.

Wang Yao automatically exempted the sword, and the two of them were very busy. As for the Treasure of Purple Light, they had not yet cultivated the magical skill of facial recognition, so of course they would not ask for it at Wang Yao.

The two knew very well that if Wang Yaozhen tried to break the relationship between the two immortal sects, even if they blocked the attack of the Dust Sword, this body would probably become a useless body.

With the Yin-Yang True Lord as the lesson of the past, the subsequent battles started successfully.

After all, there is no worries about losing one's life. The two kings of Yin and Yang can fight for their lives and have to protect their face. Who is willing to retreat again?

If everyone retreats, there is still a saying that "the law does not punish the masses", and returning to the Immortal Sect will make you feel better.

And with the two kings of Yin and Yang taking the lead, and the law does not blame everyone, it can be stopped!

In just half a cup of tea, Xu Yi had already opened his eyes. Wang Yao's methods, and the methods he showed opened the door to a new world for him.

In three consecutive battles, Wang Yao produced three swords, and only Fang Xianjun took away a purple treasure from Wang Yao by relying on the ancient shell of the treasure dragon mother.

Even so, the huge power displayed by Wang Yao's sword also caused the dragon mother Ancient Bei to dye a sword mark.

For this reason, even though Fang Xianjun seized a purple treasure, he was still in a state of dismay. He pointed his finger at Wang Yao, full of hatred, and wished he could swallow it alive.

Wang Yao said, "After let Brother Fang take away a purple treasure, it is considered to be a reward for this dragon mother ancient beetle. Brother Fang doesn't have to be angry. If this treasure is not of great significance to the noble family, it would probably be as simple as leaving a sword mark."

In addition to Fang Xianjun, the Achieve Daoist and Yingxiu young men who went to fight were all seriously injured by the Dust Sword and stained the spot with blood. Even the soul of Ling Taichung was severely injured and fainted immediately. How could he say a word?

He also understood the artistic conception, but Wang Yao showed his abilities that he could not even dare to imagine.

According to Mu Guangming, his ultimate sorrowful intention was obviously not a low point in his cultivation of the true intention invading the gods.

There are many people who are less likely to kill than Wang Yao.

What's more, Wang Yao's intention of arrogance was melted into the sword intent, and the two powerful forces complement each other and their power was so powerful that Xu Yi only saw in his life.

This scene reminded Xu Yi of the sword king Feng Xifeng who was still in the Great Yue realm in the past.

Today's King Yao is of course a hundred times better than Feng Xifeng in the past, but both sides use artistic conception as their mystery and achieve amazing art.

When Xu Yi saw the virtuous, he suddenly realized that he had cultivated the most sad meaning. He seemed to have never tried his best to study it. He only used it to supplement his divine thoughts, which was really useless.

As Xu Yi reflected secretly, the situation on the field changed again.

But Wang Yao asked the fairy in blue to ask for the crystal jade skeleton again, and replaced the conditions, so he naturally was immune to a sword.

Wang Yao asked himself that the conditions offered were quite generous.

In order to use the body of a strong man to sharpen the Dust Sword, although he barely restrained the murderous intent and left the life of the warrior, the sword-bearing person was injured by both body and soul. He could not recover without several years of rest.

If you are going to nourish your body for several years and cannot practice, how much harm will it cause to the monks? As an inner immortal king, everyone should know the importance of it.

Wang Yao believed that he was very generous in order to avoid the pain of a sword.

Fairy in Qingyi said, "Why do you have to talk to Brother Wang? Qin is willing to learn about Brother Wang's tricks."

Wang Yao smiled and said, "Are you Qin Qing? The Dragon Master newly acquired high-level master? You can hurt me after just entering the 1st yuan. It is indeed a material that can be made. However, this problem of sacrificing your life and not giving up money is very different from the Dragon Master."

Qin Qing said coldly, "If you want to fight, you can fight, why bother to say too much? Brother Wang let go and martyr himself. Qin can be considered dead!"

Wang Yao's eyes flashed with redder eyes and shouted loudly, "It's true that it's not a vulgarity. No wonder it can catch the eyes of Master Dragon. If you have the will to be martyred, Wang will hold back, I'm afraid he will look down on Master Dragon. Junior Sister Qin, prepare to take the call!"

In the past, when he had never attained enlightenment, he had met Master Dragon. At that time, he learned the murderous intent with the inspiration of killing life, and hit the Dragon Master, and suffered a lot.

This time, when I bumped into Qin Qing, I naturally settled the new and old accounts together.

Now that he has achieved great success in his practice, he really wants to learn more with the Dragon Master. It is also a great reason to use Qin Qing's blood as a guide.

Qin Qing entered the venue with a high spirit, neither urging the battle suit nor forming a spirit wall, but his momentum continued to rise. Yu Jian, a medium-grade water spirit stone, was placed at the hilt of a sword. Under the urging of her violent spiritual power, he released a sword light that lasted several feet long.

She actually wanted to use defense instead of attacking and fight to the death.

This is a bad idea, but this approach has been proven by the Akatsuki Taoist.

Compared with Wang Yao's Dust Sword, most of the attacks in the world seem too slow.

Before you could release your ultimate move, a flash of cold light and everything was over.

Seeing that the battle between the two was about to break out, a voice broke through the air, shocking the audience, "Slow!"
Chapter completed!