The long sword swung across the sky, its power was terrifying, and even made people feel an illusion that they almost wanted to cut the entire universe into pieces!

The sword rainbow swept past, and the seemingly ferocious torrent of evil ghosts instantly collapsed and shattered, dispersed, and disappeared.

The sword rainbow's remaining power was aimed at the man in the air and slashed down!

The powerful power fluctuations spread wildly on the man, devouring his flesh and bones!

He had only had time to resist, and in an instant, his whole body was chopped into two halves, blood was thrown, and minced meat splattered everywhere.

Then, most of the body was under the hot and ferocious Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword and the full use of the brave sword to slash Tianya, and turned into dust and completely disappeared!

Only one arm and fragmented limbs fell from the sky.

At the same time, Mo Bei also groaned, and was shocked by the powerful shock wave generated by the explosion torrent, flying dozens of feet away, and his footsteps were not stopped in the air, splashing seven or eight ripples of air, and then he could barely stabilize his body.

"Cough cough." Mo Bei coughed a few times, his face couldn't help but be a little pale. He took a deep breath and pressed the qi and blood tumbling in his chest. He activated the Taixu Qi in his body and staggered from the sky to land on the earth.

He covered his chest with his left hand and pointed his right hand in the air for a few casual tips.

The three divine swords immediately turned into a stream of shadows and sank into Mo Bei's eyebrows again.

"It's so dangerous. It's really thrilling just now." Mo Bei secretly thanked: "If I hadn't had three and fourth-level divine swords as a supporter and the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword, the other party would have been seriously injured... I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand this person's attack."

"Even if I can kill him, I will definitely die forever."

Mo Bei secretly wiped his sweat and secretly reminded himself: "I still underestimate that this Foundation Establishment Stage is indeed powerful. If you meet a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage in the future, you will definitely not be as reckless as you are today. Otherwise, the next time you die, it may not be the enemy."

Mo Bei's eyes were changing constantly, wandering around, falling on the remaining body of the Musha Demon Sect disciples who were scattered on the riverside and not far from him.

As soon as he thought, he put the storage bag on his remaining body in his bag without moving. Then he nodded to Zhu Ling and the others, then looked up and looked at the battlefield in the void above the river.

At the same time, the battle between the two sides has passed through the fierce stage.

Under the joint efforts of the Taixu Sect’s Foundation Establishment Stage disciples led by Daoyu Zhenren and the cultivators of the Huangting Sword Sect, the cultivators of the Musha Demon Sect were attacked from front to back and forth, suppressed everywhere, more than half of the casualties, and the camp was shrunk into a group and struggled to support them.

The young man who took the lead in the Musha Demon Sect's half-wood transformation had a resentful and fierce look in his eyes. He swept across the battlefield and shouted:

"Taixu Sect. I remember this kindness. In the Musha Demon Sect, Mu Zhenji, remember you!

This kindness will never be rewarded!"

In an instant, the disciples of the Musha Demon Sect began to scatter!

Mu Zhenji made a quick decision, shouted, and sprayed light green mist from his body, covering the void, forming a wall of mist, blocking the way Daoyu Zhenren and others and covering their sight.

A disciple of Huangting Sword Sect who was rushing in the front was caught off guard and was immediately shrouded in the mist.

"Ahhh!" In an instant, his hysterical scream came from the fog.

The swallowed disciple of Huangting Sword Sect, in front of everyone, had a lot of holes in his body in a few breaths, turning into a pool of blood and white bones, and he had no corpse to die!

Such a strange scene really makes people feel cold all over their bodies!

"Be careful, this is the Xuanming poison gas of the Musha Demon Sect! Never touch it!" The middle-aged man from Huangting Sword Sect exclaimed.

Then everyone stepped back and looked at the fog in fear.

"Hmph! Let me open it!" Daoyu Zhenren hummed in a deep voice, making a gesture to pinch the magic trick, and the strong wind suddenly emerged, ready to blow away the poisonous fog.

But before he could use it, the poisonous fog slowly dissipated on its own.

Everyone looked closely and saw that there was no trace of the cultivator of the Wood Demon Sect in front of them, and they had already escaped.

"I didn't kill all these demon cubs!"

Zhenren Daoyu clenched his fists, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes. He shook his head, his face full of unwillingness.

The war is finally over.

Mo Bei, hiding thousands of feet away, slowly activated the fire phoenix to approach, and in the void he looked down.

The entire mountain range, the entire river, everything was destroyed and the sky was everywhere.

The mountains collapsed and the peaks were razed to the ground. Rivers intercepted the flow, and unfathomable gullies burst out on the ground. If the passage leading to the ghostly land in the underworld, it looked shocking and the soul could not help but tremble.

"This is the power of a monk." Mo Bei couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This is the power of cultivating immortals. Rivers flow backwards, mountains collapse and earth breaks!"

At this time, the disciple of Huangting Sword Sect walked through the Ghost Gate and survived the disaster. Fortunately, a female disciple cried with joy.

The middle-aged man from Huangting Sword Sect rebuked: "What kind of morality is it to cry?"

Suddenly, several female disciples who were weeping each other held back their tears and became sobbing.

The middle-aged man turned around and walked towards Daoyu Zhenren, with a respectful look on his face and bowed: "Thank you for your life-saving senior Taixu Sect, I am Chao Yue, Huangting Jiansen."

Daoyu Zhenren nodded without comment, stroked his beard, and his face returned to a calm and arrogant look, and said, "Four Swords Alliance, one heart and one virtue!

When you see injustice on the road, it is your duty to eliminate traitors and help them to be righteous. You don’t have to be polite. How many people have you lost this time?"

Hearing this, Chao Yue's face became a little unnatural. He sighed and said, "This time we were ordered to carry out the mission. Who knew that we were ambushed by the Musha Demon Sect halfway. Most of the losses were lost!"

"We ran all the way, but when we got here, we were blocked by them! We thought there was no hope of survival, but we met our senior who drew our swords to help us!"

Speaking of this, Chao Yue breathed in fear: "If I hadn't met my senior here, I'm afraid that today, my Huangting Sword Sect's people would be buried here!"

Zhenren Daoyu frowned and said in a deep voice: "A few demons will dare to be so arrogant and domineering!"

Chao Yue smiled wryly and shook his head and said, "Seniors don't know that in recent years, the Qiankun Demon Sect has increased its power since the leader of the sect has broken through. It has gradually eroded and annexed the righteous sects around it."

"I think these things have been planned for a long time!" Chao Yue talked and briefly explained what he had heard and seen in recent years.

Daoyu Zhenren raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "There is such a thing? I'm afraid it's a matter of this demonic path. Could it be that something happened?"

He thought to himself: "After going back, it is time to report this to the sect. To make a complete solution!"

At this time, Huangting Sword Sect and Taixu Sect disciples came back from cleaning the battlefield.

"Real person, our Taixu Sect disciples died in battle." Some disciples came over and clasped their fists and said.

"Well? One person died in battle?"

Zhenren Daoyu, Mo Bei and others walked over and looked at the place where the corpse was placed.

Mo Bei's face changed suddenly. The man who died in battle was no one else, but Fang Jiaming, who took good care of all the four Qi cultivation practitioners along the way.

When Daoyu saw this, he gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. Fragile swelled up between his chest, and the corners of his eyes instantly collapsed. The veins on his forehead kept beating.

But in the end, Daoyu Zhenren just breathed a long sigh, and hummed heavily, and said angrily: "Fang Jiaming, you, you! Alas! Forget it, forgot..."

After Zhu Ling saw that the person who died in battle was Fang Jiaming, a hazy mist appeared in her beautiful eyes, her nose was a little sour, she bit her red lips tightly, and her tone was trembling:

"Uncle Jiaming... These should be killed by thousands of swords!"

Ji Huanchen was also full of anger and his eyes were bloodshot: "I will not be a human being if I do not eliminate demons in this life!"

Everyone looked at Fang Jiaming, who took good care of himself along the way, and in the blink of an eye, he was already separated by heaven and man, and couldn't help feeling sad, and the rabbit died and the fox was sad.

It's very likely that it's their turn next.

Zhenren Daoyu took a breath and shook his head.

He turned his head and looked at Mo Bei and others, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You remember that there are 108 people in the world, and there are countless monks, but the world is so big and there are only so many resources!"

"Good and evil are incompatible. Whenever you see it, either you die or he dies!"

"The world of cultivation is extremely cruel. The way of heaven is vast, and life and death have their own destiny. Not to mention the foundation building stage, even if it is the Golden Elixir stage, or even further up, you may encounter your old enemy one day!"

Mo Bei sighed in his heart: "This world of immortal cultivation is really cruel. If you are not careful, you will be completely doomed! I need to be cautious in the future, be careful! If you make a mistake, you will never look back!"

"Fang Jiaming, Fang Jiaming," Daoyu Zhenren sighed slightly: "If he hadn't been greedy for small gains and had taken you four people to bring you here. Instead of being four disciples of the same Foundation Establishment Period, he would probably not have died!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Bei and the other two suddenly had different expressions and became unnatural.

In the final analysis, it was the four of them who were dragging them down.

"Okay." Dao Yu Zhenren has become accustomed to the cruelty of the cultivation world and has seen through it. It was only because Fang Jiaming had a good personal relationship with him that he could inevitably reveal a little melancholy.

At this moment, Dao Zhenren changed his mind, his face returned to its original state, became calm, and said calmly: "This matter has ended here."

As he spoke, Daoyu Zhenren stretched out his right hand, tapped a few times in the void, and shot out two balls of light, which penetrated into Fang Jiaming's body.

A light shone out from his eyebrows, and the light flashed, drilled out of his heavenly spirit and turned into five divine swords.

Daoyu Zhenren looked calm and rolled his sleeves lightly. He put the five magic swords into the storage bag and said calmly: "Fang Jiaming is dead. I will put this magic sword for him first, and then hand it over to Fang Jiaming's descendants when he returns to the sect. Okay..."

Zhenren Daoyu looked at Chao Yue and said, "Let me leave the refining matter to you."

Chao Yue's face was as deep as water, and he nodded and said in a deep voice: "It should be."

As he said that, he spread his left hand, his palm facing upwards, and a stream of spiritual energy flowed from the tendons and veins, gathering in his palms.

As Chao Yue's lips squirmed, several obscure spells came out.

A twisted and shaking flame suddenly spread in the center of his palm, turning into a stream of flames, covering the shaped body and incinerating it.
Chapter completed!