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Demonic energy and spiritual energy collided and rolled in the formation, thousands of spiritual swords trembled, and sword shadows whirled in the sky. The two forces were fighting fiercely.

Master Qingyu's sword-holding hand is still as steady as a rock, like a ten thousand-year-old tree deeply rooted in the swamp in the monstrous waves, and like an unmelted rock in a furnace, the sinister and evil spirit of the magic sword spreads all over his body. The place is automatically avoided.

His sword is also very stable, the green edge is as bright as water and gentle, and the sword intent is as calm and inclusive as a deep pool of tranquil sea, containing all things, but in the deepest part of the sword intent, there is an unstoppable spirit contained in it - everything in Nanxiaomen Disciple, there is a kind of indomitable sharpness and determination in the sword, whether it is exposed or restrained, without exception.

This is the most indispensable thing in Nanxiaomen Sword Intent.

Han Nansong was highly praised by the elders of Nanxiaomen and agreed that he was the most suitable to be the next generation head of Nanxiaomen and his sword intent was inseparable.

Xiao Qin made Qing Ming, who had never accepted a disciple, change his mind because his sword intent surprised Master Qing Ming, thinking that with such sword intent and courage, he should be a disciple of Nanxiaomen by nature.

Whether the waves are raging or the future is bleak, with a sword in hand, one must have the courage to overcome all dangers and difficulties.

There is no limit to cross the sea, and there is no way to climb in the sky, so we have to find a way.

One sword breaks ten thousand dharmas, and one alone goes through thousands of calamities.

As soon as the power of the ancient magic sword came out, the powerful aura from the ancient wilderness violently impacted this area, and Master Qingyu never felt timid or flinched.

However, the magic sword has a tendency to break through the formation.

Master Qingyu's sword blazed brightly, split into thousands of sword shadows floating in the sky, and part of the spirit swords in the Wanjian Formation also shot up into the sky. They combined their efforts to suppress the magic sword again, but when the magic sword fully recovered, it broke through The formation seal is only a matter of time.

Han Nansong, who was about to pass through the barrier, inadvertently discovered that Qingyu was forming seals on his hands, his complexion changed drastically, and he pierced directly through the center of the vortex.

The French seal is about to form, and the radiant light is centered on the green elm, spreading inch by inch, gorgeous and dazzling.

In an instant, it spread to the edge of the magic circle, in front of Han Nansong.

At this time, a figure flew from the sky, he was riding the wind against the sky, as if he had come from nine heavens, with a twist of his wrist and a swipe of his sword, he broke through the formation of thousands of swords.

His body was covered with a light layer of silver, which made his hair almost transparent, and also covered him with a hazy layer of veil, so that people could not see his face clearly, as if he was happy and sad No anger.

Even though it is close to the sky, it is also far away like the Nine Heavens Immortal.

The brilliance emitted by Fayin stopped spreading in an instant, and disappeared after a while, and Master Qingyu and Han Nansong were even sent out of the Ten Thousand Swords Formation by Xiao Qin. With Xiao Qin's light wave, the two of them had no strength to resist at all.

When Demon Sword sensed the vast aura of Xiao Qin, his demonic aura surged. It seemed that he sensed that the person who came now might allow him to be sealed again for thousands of years, so he launched a fierce counterattack.

But for Xiao Qin at this time, the counterattack of the Demon Sword was nothing more than a dying struggle. Under the overwhelming silver light, the magic energy emitted by the Demon Sword was completely covered up, and in the end it could only be reburied in the ground in despair. .

The moment after sealing the magic sword, Xiao Qin's consciousness fell into nothingness.

His consciousness wandered in it for a long time, I don't know if it was a hundred years, or a thousand years, or ten thousand years, until suddenly a light appeared in this world, so he pursued this light tirelessly, at the end of the space , and finally touches the light.

When he touched the light, a light also appeared in his mind, burning all his consciousness, and when he woke up again, a clear night sky greeted his eyes.

This is where?

Xiao Qin was confused for a moment, then realized where he was now.

It's really strange, why did I suddenly feel confused for a moment just now, could it be that I haven't adjusted to myself after coming out of Three Thousand Illusions?

Xiao Qin had some doubts in his heart, but these doubts were quickly thrown out of his mind.

It's better to hurry back to Nanxiaomen.

Xiao Qin, who returned to the Nanxiao Gate, quickly joined the front line of fighting against the Demon Cult Alliance. Later, just hearing his name made many demon cultivators terrified.

After living in peace for more than 500 years, the Weeping Blood Cult who retreated to Chimai Mountain finally couldn't bear the loneliness, and attracted some demon sect forces in the cultivation world, trying to do evil again in the cultivation world, so the flames of war were ignited and burned vigorously.

This war is very difficult for Xianmen, because the vision of heaven and earth that originated from Baiwanghai spread to the entire cultivation world. This vision began to erupt after Xiao Qin was trapped by the ancestor of the Weeping Blood Sect. The only two Mahayana real people in Xianmen and many Huanxu elders were consumed in Baiwanghai.

There were signs of the vision of Baiwanghai before, but after the elders of Xianmen jointly suppressed it decades ago, it returned to calm, and when the next 50 years came, it calmed down after erupting as usual, everyone So he didn't take the previous vision to heart. He didn't expect that one day it would start to wreak havoc again, and some of the main force of Xianmen had to spend here to suppress the riot.

And the insane Weeping Blood Sect took advantage of this time to sneak attack the elders of the immortal sect in Baiwanghai, regardless of the eruption of the vision in Baiwanghai that would affect everyone in the cultivation world.

The Weeping Blood Cult succeeds in a surprise attack, the Immortal Sect suffers heavy losses, and the alliance with the Demon Sect is also retreating steadily. After Xiao Qin came out of the Three Thousand Illusions, what he faced was the most debilitating time for the Immortal Sect.

If it weren't for many rising stars like Xiao Qin who worked hard together with the predecessors, the situation might have been reversed more thoroughly.

This battle has been going on for many years, and there are many powerful and highly cultivated people in the Xianmen who are on the assassination list of the people in the Demon Cult. Many people in the Demon Cult are the same for the people in the Xianmen. If it was said that Moxiu hated the most, people from Nanxiaomen probably accounted for half of the list, and if it was said that people from Xianmen hated the most, Han Nansong, a former disciple of Nanxiaomen, was at the top of the list.

At the most critical moment of Xianmen's situation, he appeared in the camp of the Weeping Blood Sect.

How much he was praised back then is how much he is cast aside now.

But what made this feeling of disgust and contempt reach its peak, and made those stubborn and stubborn people in the Nanxiaomen completely change their minds, was after Master Qingyu fell in the Wanjian Formation that Han Nansong had tampered with.

At that time, the Demonic Sword flew away after hovering over Nanxiaomen for seven full days. The Nanxiaomen suffered heavy casualties and the losses were incalculable. Nine days later, Daoist Qingyu fell.

As for Xiao Qin, he saw Han Nansong again not long after Qingyu's death.

When Xiao Qin came back after learning that Nanxiaomen had been attacked by the Demon Cult Alliance, what he saw was the dilapidated Nanxiaomen.

The majestic and splendid mountain gate was split by a corner by the magic sword, and if you drove in, half of the hall was destroyed.

When they arrived at the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, the gunpowder smoke on the battlefield was even thicker, and the demonic energy covering the sky and the sun had not yet dissipated. Only a blue long sword was stuck on the ground, shining a faint sword light.

Xiao Qin looked at the sword again and again, confirmed it several times, and finally believed that Master Qingyu had really fallen.

At the last second of his fall, Master Qingyu wiped out the last distracted cultivator from the Demon Cult, and when the remaining Demon Cultists were about to flee, Xiao Qin, who rushed over with a sweep of his long sword, pierced through it. He touched the chest of the magic cultivator closest to him.

After a few more sword strikes, several demon cultivators were stabbed by Xiao Qin. With him as the center of the circle, the surrounding demon cultivators were instantly sparse. step back.

The remaining members of the Devil's Cult Alliance retreated steadily under the attack of the grief-stricken Nanxiaomen, and it didn't take long before the entire army was wiped out.

But Nanxiaomen also paid a heavy price, their leader also fell in this battle.

After the gunpowder smoke cleared from the battlefield, everyone was silent. Xiao Qin held the blade that was still dripping blood in his hand, and looked at the spirit sword among the ten thousand swords in the same silence.

Suddenly Xiao Qin raised his eyes and looked up, seeing the rapidly approaching figure. After sensing the ray of magic energy coming from the air, he was instantly alert.

That person is Han Nansong? !

How did he become like this?

What is he doing here now?

The devilish energy near Wanjian Formation was mixed, and the aura was intertwined. Many people didn't realize his figure until he was already in the sky.

"Han Nansong!"

Faster than Xiao Qin's sword was an angry shout.

And it was Daoist Qingyan who uttered this angry shout.

"You still have the face to come back?!"

Daoist Qingyan's complexion was distorted, and the hand holding the sword had several veins popping out of rage: "Do you know what you did?!"

"evil creature!"

While cursing, his sword had already reached Han Nansong's eyes.

Han Nansong blocked Daoist Qingyan's blow with his sword, and retreated quickly. After fighting Elder Qingyan several times, he didn't say a word, as if the person Elder Qingyan scolded had nothing to do with him at all.

Many disciples on the ground didn't know what he was doing here at this time, and they were all wary of staring at him who was fighting in the sky.

Those who had hoped for Han Nansong before also gave up when they learned who Wan Jianzhen was doing.

Before that, no one thought that he could do things to this extent.

Elder Qingyan became more and more angry because of his attitude of not saying a word: "For so many years, Nanxiaomen has raised such a wolf-hearted dog!"

"Do you have any conscience at all?" He was angry and sad, and wanted to stab this question into Han Nansong's heart.

Han Nansong didn't say a word, Elder Qing Yan sneered, and said, "I'm afraid some wolf-hearted dogs have no conscience."

"I'm going to take out your heart and lungs today to see if they are stones!"

Letting him insult him in every possible way, Han Nansong remained indifferent. He only lowered his eyelids, and said to Daoist Qingyan, "Elder Qingyan, why are you so angry? I came here this time just to tell you a piece of news. "

"If you don't want to go through such pain again, you should surrender as soon as possible."

"what?!"

Qing Yan was furious, but Han Nansong took advantage of this moment and turned into a cloud of black smoke and entered the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, wrapping around an object and wanting to leave.

The disciples of the Nanxiao Sect had already deployed all around, but they still didn't stop Han Nansong from leaving.

Fortunately, Xiao Qin's eyes were quick, and he struck the black smoke with his sword quickly, knocking down half of the formation stone wrapped in it, which did not let Han Nansong succeed.

As for Qing Yan, he watched Han Nansong leave with disbelief, and after a while, he became furious and chased after him unwillingly.

After Han Nansong left, Xiao Qin heard a tiny sob, the sound disappeared only for a moment, but was caught by Xiao Qin.

The sobbing female cultivator Xiao Qin had the impression that he had seen her pull out her sword several times when she heard someone insulting Han Nansong and "combat" with those people.

At this time, the female cultivator's eyes were red, tears were pooling in her eyes, and she covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from crying.

Xiao Qin glanced at the female cultivator whose face was flushed from holding her breath, without any fluctuation, but said to a few disciples not far from her: "Follow me and put away the master's sword. "

Several disciples followed him obediently, and the female cultivator was finally able to let go of her hand a little bit, showing some helpless sobs.

When picking up the master spirit sword, the gentle light of the sword brushed his eyes, Xiao Qin paused, stared at it for a long time, and then carefully put it away.