My wife is the sect leader

The white-browed eunuch didn't feel unwell because of his old age, but was obviously invaded by evil spirits. Even the four-qi masters like the white-browed eunuch were invaded into the body, so what about the others?

If this evil spirit completely fills the world, then it must be the time when the world is in chaos.

Zhuo Yuchang stood aside, bent slightly, and stood aside respectfully.

Yong'an Renhuang put his palm on the railing, then looked at the Tianpeng Patriarch beside him, and said, "Is An Jing back?"

For some reason, she really wanted to see that person right now.

immediately!

immediately!

Can't wait for a moment!

Patriarch Tianpeng replied: "Go back to Your Majesty, we are already on our way back."

"Okay, he will tell me immediately when he comes back."

Emperor Yong'an nodded slightly when he heard this, and walked towards the hall.

........

At this time, without the knowledge of outsiders, a world-shattering battle is taking place above the Beihuangdao Mountains.

On the top of the mountain, An Jing held the Dulu sword again, and then his body disappeared like a lily, and the sword pierced Qianqiu Undead's throat.

The edge of this sword is peerless, even if a Qianqiu Immortal is stabbed, he will die.

Qianqiu Undead stepped back again, his footsteps sticking to the ground and leaving a long trace, there was no chance of a head-on collision with the Dulu Sword.

An Jing, holding the Dulu sword in his hand, is like a fairy descending from the sky, unstoppable and unstoppable.

Qianqiu Undead could only stretch out his palm, and slapped that Fenghan sword energy.

"Katsa! Katsa!"

The sword energy and the sleeve robe swept across, how could the clothes be able to withstand the sharpness of the world's number one swordsman and the world's number one sword.

After Qianqiu Undead stopped his figure, the sleeve robe on his right hand was broken, revealing a withered, pale arm, looking a bit embarrassed.

Moreover, the clothes on his chest can clearly see bright red blood seeping through, showing the seriousness of his injuries.

This master who had beheaded several great masters in history, but facing the swordsman of these five qi masters at this moment, gave people a sense of frustration.

An Jing didn't speak, and the white robe fluttered with the wind, making hunting sounds.

Qianqiu Undead took a deep breath, and then exhaled a turbid breath.

Through the clothes, one could see that the wound on his chest was healing at an astonishing speed. In a blink of an eye, he seemed to have returned to his original appearance, and even gave birth to fresh flesh and bones. If anyone saw it at this moment, they would be greatly shocked .

On the other hand, An Jing's heart skipped a beat, and a crisis welled up in his heart.

Above the sky where Qianqiu Immortal was standing, the wind was surging, and colorful colors appeared on the originally pitch-black lead clouds, like a piece of black cloth turned into a brocade, which was incomparably gorgeous.

On the way of cultivation, one has to go through the gathering of three flowers, and the five qi are at the top of one's head before one can become a great master and achieve the realm of land gods. Land gods are land gods after all, and there is always a slight gap between them and real gods.

But at this moment, Qianqiu Undead has completely stripped the world, and the momentum is magnificent and expanding, spreading endlessly, and the feeling of oppression far exceeds that of just now.

Qianqiu Immortal said indifferently: "Although it is not my full strength, it is enough to be proud of."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his palm, and a ray of glass-colored light emerged.

It was a handful of jade ruyi, and when that jade ruyi appeared, thousands of auras surged in.

Suddenly, winds and clouds surged in all directions, and the wind swept across the sky and earth, forming storms, and Yu Ruyi's monstrous light swept out, turning into a sky.

Cuifeng Saga 36, ​​Ruyi settled the world.

I saw Qianqiu Immortal brushing his palm, and a jade-colored light surged towards him. This jade-colored light seemed to tilt down from the nine heavens, and the whole world was dyed jade-colored.

Boom!Boom!

With a radius of tens of miles, the sky above seemed to be collapsing. This terrible feeling was like the end of the world, and it made people feel fearful.

At this moment, both Zhao Qingmei and Qi Xuandao gave up and looked over.

Several masters in the rivers and lakes in the distance were also alarmed. When they saw the black flood dragon still whimpering under the ruins of the mountain, they were all shocked.

There is no one in the world who does not know what the black dragon is, but at this moment, the black dragon is dying, and it is obvious that it is about to die.

It is rumored that the black flood dragon has the strength of the master of three qi, who can severely damage the black flood dragon?

At present, several masters of the rivers and lakes bravely walked forward, but when they saw this scene, they all paled in horror.

The ghost swordsman is actually fighting with others! ?

One must know that the ghost swordsman is a master who can kill a great master with one sword. How many people in this world dare to fight such a swordsman?

Above the ruins, the two also fought to a feverish stage.

The jade-colored sky crashed down, and the aura of heaven and earth cracked was very shocking, and the panic was unstoppable.

An Jing took a step forward, and the purple true energy in his dantian surged, and it was all instilled on the Dulu Sword in an instant, and then stabbed forward without hesitation.

A swordsman who has reached his level no longer sticks to one move, but the momentum in the sword, the meaning in the sword, and the way in the sword.

This is the essence of the swordsman.

I saw that sword swept away, and the sword energy was like the tide of the East China Sea. In the tide, a full moon sword light rose like a bright moon rising from the sea.

The moonlight shines everywhere, overflowing all directions and eight poles.

Between the sword, there seems to be a resonance between heaven and earth, and it seems that thousands of troops are charging.

There is no sound of thunder from the sword, nor the turbulent energy of the sword, but the immensity of the sword, the power of the sword is as faint as the blue sky above, and the vast earth below, there is no one in the world who can resist.

The Heavenly Dao Sword, the Kingly Dao Sword, the Human Dao Sword, and the Holy Dao Sword have nothing to do with this kendo. This is the Immortal Dao Sword, an immortal sword created by An Jing himself.

In the sky and the earth, a stream of light streaked across.

There is nothing fancy about this sword, it just stabs forward.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

When the sword tip pierced the jade-colored sky, the sky suddenly made waves like water waves, and then surged in all directions.

This mighty momentum caused the mountain to tremble continuously, this time it was no longer the kind of specious vibration, but a real trembling.

Even several of the cliffs have completely collapsed, and countless falling rocks peeled off from the cliffs and fell into the abyss below.

Such an overwhelming collision between the two is no worse than Zongzheng Huachun's duel, and even worse, even a master of the Grand Master realm standing in the middle will probably be blown away by the rushing air waves .

This is a life-and-death battle, and everyone has the will to kill.

The strength of the two is definitely the best in the world, and such a life-and-death confrontation is very rare in history.

The sword tip and the jade-colored sky were still colliding, and waves of air spread far away, and the mountain peak was cut down by a full thirty feet.

An Jing saw the single deer sword in his hand raised, and the sword poured down like nine heavenly galaxies.

I saw that the entire mountain peak sank by one zhang, and accompanied by a huge rumbling sound, dust rose all around the foot of the mountain, not only covering the village below, but also spreading up to the mountainside.

From a distance, the lower half of the mountain is also buried deep in the billowing dust.

Qianqiu Undead continued to urge Yu Ruyi in his hand, then stretched out his right hand, forming a vortex in his center instantly, sucking up all the surrounding air, and then slapped hard on the sky in front of him.

"not good!"

Zhao Qingmei secretly said, from this palm, she felt a trace of great pressure, and immediately gave up the duel with Qi Xuandao and rushed towards Qianqiu Undead.

Under the imposing aura of Qianqiu Undead, An Jing's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and then he took out the Jade Seal of Chuanguo in his arms.

Boom!Boom!

The evil spirit swept over, and then countless Yin soldiers rushed out like a tide.

Qi Xuandao made a crisp sound of the Minghong knife in his hand, and rushed towards the countless Yin soldiers.

There are so many yin soldiers, even Qi Xuandao, the master of five qi, will surely die if he fights for a long time, but he believes that his teacher can solve the current predicament.

With a single finger from Qianqiu Undead, a beam of light fell from the sky, breaking Zhao Qingmei's saber energy easily, and even forcing Zhao Qingmei back dozens of steps.

"Wow!"

Zhao Qingmei's face was a little pale, if it wasn't for the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Tome" that cut off most of her strength, this move might have seriously injured her.

Qianqiu Immortal looked at An Jing with a blank expression on his face.

At this time, Tianmu got the blessing of the palm print, and the power was even more astonishing, and then there were bangs and crashes.

"go!"

Rolling up An Jing's sleeve robe, he pushed Zhao Qingmei away, and then his breath exploded, and all the swords around him flew out, rushing forward mightily.

I saw these swords flying in the air, surrounded by purple halos of energy, and then became bigger and bigger, forming a complicated and mysterious sword formation.

These swords cling to each other and connect with each other, forming a sword energy that covers the sky and the sun, piercing towards the sky.

When several people in the distance saw this scene, they were also shocked inexplicably.

It seems that a meteorite fell from the sky, and the ghost swordsman faced up to the difficulties, but can people overcome Tianwei?

Then the palm protruded from the sky, the sky became dark, the ground cracked ten feet apart, and then a shocking cloud of smoke and dust was raised.

These sword formations pierced through the mighty sword energy and set off metal storms, and then passed through the huge palm print.

"not good!"

Qianqiu Immortal's breath froze, he never expected that An Jing's sword would be so sharp that it directly penetrated his palm prints, the sword light continued to rush towards him, and he immediately put Yu Ruyi on his chest.

With the circulation of the true essence, jade-colored masks formed in front of him.

"Chi-chi! Chi-chi!"

Then the sword light continued to attack, mercilessly piercing Yu Ruyi with a jade-colored mask, and a tiny crack appeared in Yu Ruyi, but the sword light's frontal cold was also frustrated in the end, and finally nailed Qianqiu Immortal on the chest of a person.

Qianqiu Undead's complexion suddenly changed, and Tong Kong shrank slightly.

Then his clothes were torn, revealing the hideous and terrifying wounds.

At this moment, the huge palm also fell down, smashing towards An Jing fiercely, completely submerging his figure in it.

"Pass!"

Immediately the ground trembled, the mountain peak cracked open, huge boulders rolled down, the black flood dragon was directly hit by several boulders, and let out a shrill cry.

The breath dissipated quickly, only to see a figure covered in blood appeared in the smoke and dust, and fell straight to the ground, the breath on his body was completely cut off.

Because the blood was all over his body, he couldn't see his face clearly, but there were broken sword boxes and the Dulu sword beside him, and he could recognize that the man in front of him was the number one swordsman in the world, Ghost Swordsman.

And Muchen Bead also slowly rolled down from his arms, which further confirmed his identity.

"Husband!"

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei felt as if thousands of steel knives had been pierced into her heart, her grief was suffocating, and she rushed towards An Jing like crazy.

She gathered her true energy into An Jing's body, only to find that An Jing's meridians were cut off, and her internal organs were even displaced.

Zhao Qingmei was stunned. At the moment An Jing was in such a state, even if the Immortal Da Luo came, it would be useless.

"His...his internal organs have been shattered by me, even the paper figurine death technique is useless."

Qianqiu Undead tremblingly stretched out his palm, the much dust fell into his palm, and said: "Let's go."

At this moment, he just wanted to leave this place quickly, so as not to cause other troubles.

After all, the Buddha of Xi Ha may be nearby, and now that he has been severely injured, it is difficult to be the opponent of this living Buddha.

His thousand-year layout cannot be destroyed by this.

"Yes!"

And without An Jing's control, all the Yin soldiers from the Chuanguo Yuxi disappeared. Qi Xuandao glanced at Zhao Qingmei, and then saw Qianqiu Undead staggering towards the distance. Although he was unwilling, he still Quickly followed up.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into the ruins.

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei suddenly thought of something, woke up from her grief, and immediately called out Honghu who had fallen down the mountain.

"Chirp!"

With a clear cry, Honghu landed in front of Zhao Qingmei.

Zhao Qingmei hugged An Jing's body, sat on Honghu's body, and then turned into a stream of light and walked away.

Seeing this, several masters in the rivers and lakes in the distance shuddered.

Ghost Swordsman is dead! ?