One step is a hundred feet. Although the world of Xuan Mirror is just a ray of light the size of a fist, it is a world of its own. The one who controls this ray of blood is a ray of blood. Blood Lord seems to be immortal. After absorbing nearly half of the power of Taoist heart, it is still immortal. The violent rules surge, extracting the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the body begins to reunite again. A few strands of blood and wisps condense into flesh and blood. In a blink of an eye, it has gathered out of the upper body. Holding the world of Xuan Mirror in his hand, it looks even more ferocious.

"laugh!"

More than 5,000 spiritual patterns in the Immortal Bone Sword were activated one after another, and Killing the Sword with one sword. This sword has the momentum to break through the universe. It is the seventh style of the White Deer Sword Technique - Heaven and Earth Fall, which is similar to the sword that Master slashed out before.

"The disciple of the White Deer Sword Saint?"

The body of the Blood Lord condensed and she smiled grimly: "Even your master has been included in the Mysterious Mirror World by the Lord. Which onion are you? How dare you compete with the taboos?"

"You're not a taboo yet."

I said lightly, the Heart of the Sword of All Things can clearly feel the weakness of the Blood Lord. Suppressing the two titled Sword Saints has exhausted his power. At this time, he has to reunite his body. How much strength can he still retain to resist my sword?

Sure enough, just as the moment the heaven and earth fell, the Blood Lord raised his arm and sacred a blood-colored spirit vine to fight, but the Spirit Vine waves began to collapse as soon as it touched the powerful sword intent. The sword separated the Blood Lord's arm with a "chi" and cut off his right arm, and the world of Xuanjing immediately fell as if it had lost control.

"Bang!"

The left hand quickly transformed into a dragon, enduring the strong impact of the rules. I grabbed the world of Xuanjing. The sword stormed and slashed out the second sword at the Blood Lord who was rushing. Suddenly, the white deer lies across the sky, and the whole body is as bright as jade, extremely holy. The majesty of the heavenly way is contained in the aura. When the sword falls, the body of the blood respected body is dispersed!

"Hiss~~~"

In the dark night, the long hissing of pain came from the Blood Lord, and the cold sounds that seemed to be silent in the long hissing: "Little guy, I have recorded this account, and you will regret it in the future."

As he said that, thousands of blood-colored silk threads turned into raindrops in the night sky and rushed straight into the distance, densely packed and could not be stopped at all. Blood Lord is a powerful taboo. Even if his combat power is damaged at this time, I can't kill me, but if I want to escape, I still have no choice and don't know how to stop it.

"Junior brother..."

Lin Muzhao rushed over and looked nervously at the mysterious mirror world in my hand.

At this moment, a flame fell from the sky, and a ferocious face of Fire Evil appeared in the sea of ​​fire: "You and other despicable monks in the upper realm, if you beat the Blood Lord with more people, what is the ability to defeat the Blood Lord? Let's see how I kill you!"

The fierce fire was overwhelming and condensed into burning flames and sword intents, slashing straight into the space, and the world was about to evaporate.

The leader of the four evils, even the master and uncle, failed to kill him last time. At this time, he tried his best, so Lin Muzhao and I would not even think about resisting. We didn't even think about the huge difference in strength. The more we resisted, the faster we would die.

"Use the holy relics of the master!"

Lin Muzhao gave me an order and took out two chess pieces, one white and one black, almost at the same time. When our holy energy poured into the chess pieces, the chess pieces burst into the sky, and a sacred figure appeared in the chess piece. It was a mysterious chess that was swaying. Two "hissing" sounds, the two chess pieces shot towards the fire evil like flowing light!

"What?!"

Huo Xie frightened, slapped Juehuo with his palms and roared: "No matter what you are, kill you together!"

However, the two seemingly inconspicuous black and white Gemini were like meteorites that penetrated the waves, crushing dozens of flame sword intents, and "hissing" sounds directly penetrated through Huo Xie's chest, exploded a wisp of holy power, as strong as Huo Xie, and howled endlessly. His body began to fall apart. He looked fierce and his whole body began to curl up, madly circulating the holy power. Suddenly, a wisp of wisp of seal-suppressing inscription patterns appeared, forcing his body to be destroyed by the Black and White Gemini.

The two masters just injected a piece of power into the chess piece, but they did not really come in person. Without a second blow, they would not be able to kill the fire evil.

At the same time, with three "all-round" sounds, the earth buzzed and trembling. The body of the martial saint Yue Tian retreated continuously, and the golden giant shield was filled with cracks. One person resisted the four evils for a long time, but finally couldn't hold on. Looking at the void, he suddenly shouted: "Old Taoist, the Blood Lord has escaped, and the two sword saints of Tianfeng Bailu have been sealed in the Xuan Mirror World. You take the two little guys away, and I'll block them!"

"You have to be careful."

The voice of Taoist Lingxu came from the clouds. Then, a gentle sword intent fell from the sky, wrapping up my and my senior sister's bodies and retreating. It was extremely fast and left the battlefield in a blink of an eye. There were only flames of fire in the distance left in the sky. Wu Sheng Yue Tian held a giant shield to resist many fierce figures. It was extremely tragic and tragic.

...

"Senior Lingxu!"

I looked into the distance and gritted my teeth and said, "Is it possible to die in battle when Senior Yue Tian is like this?"

"rest assured!"

Taoist Lingxu stood in the clouds, stepped on the magic sword, and flew quickly with us, saying, "He is a saint with a physical body, and is famous in the upper realm. Even if the four evil spirits give their all, they may not be able to kill him. However... injury is inevitable. This is the price we will definitely pay if we go deep into the sea of ​​100,000 forests."

He looked at me deeply and said, "Bu Yixuan, the most urgent task is to take Xuanjing World to leave the 100,000 forests and find a way to rescue the three people in Xuanjing World. Whether it is Shangguan Nanfeng, Shangguan Ziyi or Li Qingyin, they are all indispensable people in the upper world. Their fall is an unimaginable loss."

"Um."

I held the mysterious mirror world in my hand. At this time, it had turned from a ball of light into a bright crystal, without edges and very round, but the power inside was quite terrifying, with a turbulent wave, which could be fought against by the physical body of an extraordinary fetal body. Rather than a magical artifact, it was more appropriate to say that it was a cage that could imprison the sacred.

In the world of Xuan Mirror, the beautiful scenery of Yingying and Green Clouds are connected, and the green mountains are surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the green water flows through the valley, forming a world of its own. At this time, we can see Shangguan Ziyi from the outside world. Shangguan Nanfeng has already stood in front of Li Qingyin, as if he is talking, but it is isolated from the outside world. We cannot hear it, and can only see all this.

"Ahem..."

After flying for tens of thousands of miles, Taoist Lingxu coughed and sprayed a bunch of golden holy blood from his mouth, which was very serious.

"Senior, don't leave again."

I reminded: "We have arrived at the edge of a hundred thousand forests, only one step away from the Northern Wilderness. Wait for a while, Senior Yue Tian?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

Taoist Lingxu drove the divine sword to lead us into the mountains.

Not long after, a roar came from afar, and a golden holy brilliance bloomed in the sky. Then an extremely sacred figure walked out. It was the Martial Saint Yue Tian, ​​but his condition was very tragic. His right arm was cut off, and golden blood flowed across the river. The cut was not flat and filled with traces of axe. It was obvious that it was not cut off with one sword and one sword, but that it suffered continuous heavy damage in the extremely fierce battle.

In addition, Yue Tian's chest was also filled with traces of swords and killing. There were even a few bright steel spears inserted on his back. One of them almost pierced into his spine, which greatly affected Yue Tian's actions. The moment he walked out of the clouds, he staggered and rolled between the two mountains, vomiting blood.

"Martial Saint!"

I flew forward at a very fast speed, looked at his miserable appearance and felt sad and admirable, and said, "I'll heal you?"

"Um……"

He looked up at me, then nodded.

He opened his palm, and his soft sword intent surrounded him. He held the spears, then pulled it out with a "silly" and brought out a bunch of blood. The Martial Saint Yue Tian kept coughing up blood, and almost lay on the ground, extremely tragic.

Taoist Lingxu frowned: "Old guy, you are too seriously injured."

"Old Taoist, we underestimate the Four Evils and Blood Lord."

"That's right."

Taoist Lingxu said: "Can you still stand up? We must escort Bu Yixuan and Lin Muzhao walked out of the Northern Wilderness and returned to the upper realm with the Xuanjing World, otherwise we would not be able to concentrate on rescuing the three sword saints who were sealed in the Xuanjing World."

“Hu…hu…”

Wu Sheng Yue Tian gasped and smiled self-deprecatingly: "A handful of old bones is indeed useless. After only one day and one night, he has exhausted his holy energy. However... he can still stand up. Give me a stick of incense."

"good!"

Yue Tian sat up, his huge body entrenched among the mountains, with golden light lingering. Soon after, a holy light began to appear on the broken arm, and the arm began to reborn in less than a stick of incense. Although his power was greatly reduced, once a saint met him, he still had the word "death".

"Buzz--"

The Martial Saint stood up again, his shoulders were taller than those of the mountain. His palm swayed slightly and a golden giant sword condensed, saying, "You sit on my shoulders, and I will take you out of the Northern Wilderness."

"Thank you senior!"

The three of us flew to the shoulders of the Martial Saint. He took a deep breath. A rock-like will power formed a shield above our heads. The saint who became sanctified was indeed extraordinary. This terrifying physical power was simply amazing. It was like he could not be killed. He suffered such severe injuries but seemed to be nothing. He walked among the mountains again in a blink of an eye.

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Chapter completed!