Ninth Uncle World: I let the old man uncover the coffin!

boom! !

There was a loud bang.

The white-haired old man pushed forward with both fists, directly piercing Yexuan's body.

Then, without stopping, he continued to push forward against his corpse, roaring wildly.

"what!!"

Yexuan desperately grabbed the white-haired old stiff arm and wailed loudly.

Hole through the trees behind...

Hole through the hard rock wall...

Until the white hair is old and stiff and can no longer move forward.

Yexuan's corpse was hung on his white-haired, stiff arm, and had been completely crushed to pieces.

Ye Xuan, the head of the Corpse Exorcism Sect, died completely.

Ren Weiyong grinned.

Generally speaking, this skill of [Broken Soul Returns to Ruins] is still very good.

Especially now, when the two sides are fighting to the point of exhaustion, there are mountains of corpses on Jiuyin Mountain...

This kind of skill that can control the dead body for his own use can be called a comeback magic skill!

Ren Weiyong felt that his luck was really good.

"It's over."

Ren Weiyong closed his eyes, and an incomprehensible aura radiated from him to the surroundings.

The great mage Zhengyi, who had lost his head, suddenly made a move.

Then the headless corpse stood up, swung the dharma sword, and slashed at the people around him!

"Master, it's me... ah!"

A Taoist priest at the peak of the mage was chopped into two pieces with little struggle.

The corpse warrior who was summoned from his soul was naturally from Ren Weiyong's side.

The same scene happened in every corner of the battlefield.

Just when the scene was about to reverse.

boom! !

The next moment, Mao Changqing disappeared completely!

A shocking sword light tore through the sky of tens of feet, and directly slashed in front of Ren Weiyong!

Under this sword, the mighty and fierce sword energy swept all directions, even the zombie Wang Xuankui and others in the distance were startled suddenly and turned their heads to look over.

"Good come!"

Ren Wei bravely opened his eyes, the golden vertical pupils glistening!

Clang! !

Ren Weiyong's punch collided fiercely with Mao Changqing's Sky-Opening Sword Light!

In an instant, an earth-shattering explosion came out, directly razing a ten-zhang area to the ground!

"Shrink to the ground!"

Mao Changqing's voice was hoarse, and he stepped down with one step, and landed behind Ren Weiyong, and struck down with his sword again!

There is no fancy swordsmanship, just a very ordinary sword.

But each of these sword strikes is the pinnacle of Mao Changqing's vitality and vitality, and his energy and energy!

"Ghost Demon Catch!"

Five sharp claws tearing the void, backhanded towards Mao Changqing's head!

When it comes to the style of play that trades life for life, Ren Weiyong will not hesitate.

puff!

What Ren Weiyong caught was only the phantom, and the opponent's sword glow failed to pierce his defense.

But the skill of [Broken Soul Returning to Ruins] was interrupted.

At this time, most of the corpses have not had time to stand up.

Although the skill of summoning dead bodies is strong, it takes a long time to cast the spell.

Mao Changqing obviously wouldn't give Ren Weiyong this time.

"Old guy, quite strong."

Ren Weiyong sneered.

"Not strong enough!"

Mao Changqing shook his head, his eyes flashed again, and he slashed down with his sword again.

This time it's faster! !

This sword struck Ren Weiyong's wrist, cutting off Ren Weiyong's entire palm neatly like cutting tofu!

"Ren Weiyong, a monster like you cannot exist in the human world, otherwise it will be a catastrophe to the common people, obediently go with this old man, to the nether world."

Mao Changqing said indifferently.

"Burning life, you want to die with me..."

Ren Weiyong's broken palm grew blood and flesh, and he recovered as before.

He squinted at Mao Changqing.

Mao Changqing, who has been desperate again and again, finally has the consciousness to prove the Tao by himself!

At this moment, Mao Changqing is fighting with burning life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has broken through the realm of the great mage, comparable to the celestial master, right?

"However... it's cool to kill this kind of opponent!"

Ren Weiyong grinned.

Let's fight!

Fight until the last moment!

the one who survived,

He will be the true master of the southern cultivation world!

Chapter 111 Victory

"Stubborn."

Mao Changqing spit out four words coldly, stepped on his feet, turned into a shocking sword light, and collided with Ren Weiyong!

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the two fought over a hundred moves, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and the sun and moon had no light!

One of the two performed the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch, and the other performed the technique of earth escape, and the speed was extremely fast!

Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, Ren Weiyong and Mao Changqing fought from one mountain to another.

The low mountains were peeled and shattered.

Under the fight between the two, the entire Jiuyin Mountain was almost torn apart!

"Unexpectedly, among the southern Taoist sects, there are still such peak masters."

There are also a few casual cultivator masters in the Demon Slayer Alliance who want to help, but find that they can't get in at all.

They originally thought that the Maoshan sect was the top sect in the south only because of its deep foundation.

At this moment, seeing Mao Changqing explode with all his strength, he realized that the gap between himself and the other party was nothing short of heaven and earth!

And these characters were actually forced to burn their lifespan to fight by Ren Weiyong!

In comparison, the degree of terror of Ren Weiyong is even more difficult to guess...

"Brother Chunyuan, do you think Elder Mao Changqing can win?"

The head of Chunyuan Daozong stared at Ren Weiyong and Mao Changqing who were fighting fiercely, and said with burning eyes:

"It's no longer a matter of victory between these two people, but to see who can outpower the other."

"Mao Changqing has burned his life energy, while Ren Weiyong is relying on the blood of the general and the endless Yin Qi of the Jiuyin Mountain Formation. Mao Changqing must exhaust Ren Weiyong's Yin Qi before his life is exhausted. !"

The casual cultivator nodded half-understanding, and continued to look up into the sky.

He wondered in his heart, if the two of them were exhausted until the lamps were exhausted, would they, the bystanders, have something to take advantage of...

clang! !

Ren Weiyong's fist slammed into Mao Changqing's magic sword again!

A crisp sound came out!

Mao Changqing took three steps backwards.

Ren Weiyong opened his mouth and inhaled, the endless deep purple Hanba magic fire condensed in his mouth.

"The Wrath of the Drought!"

This big move was used by Ren Weiyong again!

A column of fire as thick as a bucket shot towards Mao Changqing viciously!

"Can't delay any longer!"

Mao Changqing also took a deep breath.

His time is running out!

Instead of wasting time with Ren Weiyong like this, it is better to complete his merits in one battle and directly use this move to decide the outcome with Ren Weiyong!

It is also divided into life and death!

"Heavenly Master Kills Demons, Heavenly Master Sword!"

Mao Changqing's gray hair fluttered like withered grass, and he opened his mouth and slowly spit out these words.

There are 890 pores all over his body, and blood starts to overflow at the same time!

The blood turned into a blood line, pouring all of it onto the three-foot-long magic sword!

In an instant, the black magic sword in his hand gradually turned into scarlet blood!

A surging to the extreme, the terrifying sword energy that cut off mountains, seas, sun and moon, erupted from him and went straight to the sky!

"This!!"

"Fellow Daoist Changqing is desperate!"

In an instant, regardless of Shi Kanshan and Xuan Kui who were fighting in the distance, or the Jiuyin Mountain monster and disciples of various sects who were fighting in blood, including Shi Gongle and Sony, both of them froze.

They all stopped fighting and looked at Mao Changqing in shock.

Mao Changqing closed his eyes, with him as the center, the sky filled with sword energy.

A majestic and vast sword energy rose from his body.

Behind him, a phantom appeared.

It seems that there is an immortal holding a divine sword, splitting the gate of heaven, and falling from the nine heavens!

"With this sword, either Ren Weiyong will die or Mao Changqing will die!"

"Who can win?"

At this moment, whether it is a decent cultivator such as Shi Kanshan, or a monster such as Dong Xiaoyu, they all hold on to it with one heart!