At this time, a black-robed monk behind him bowed slightly and reported: Lord, the demons from the Ryukeng Dynasty are coming.
When Su Lijing heard this, he immediately came to his senses and immediately ordered: You should retreat first.
All subordinates took the order and left.
In the huge garden, Su Lijing was alone in an instant.
He picked up the spiritual tea in front of him and took a sip, nodded slightly.
Pei Ling has successively challenged the Ryukyu Dynasty, the end of the year, the Yi-Chen Teng-Chen Fangwo, and the three battles and three wins, so he must have many trump cards.
Therefore, to be cautious, we should send some Hedao to test it.
And the demon clans of the Ryukeng Dynasty are just right!
********************
Five Color Valley.
The miasma and scattered aura that was originally complete with all five colors disappeared in the battle between swords and swords, and the smoke and dust mixed with water vapor were slowly resting.
On the devastated valley, He Fuqiong stood upright and confronted each other with Pei Ling in the air.
The hem of the Jade Green Vest was cut off, and blood flowed from the sharp and smooth wound, slowly wetting the front.
Pei Lingxuan's shirt was completely soaked in blood, and the corners of the robe were filled with warm liquid.However, its momentum has increased and unabated. The sword is so intent that it is like thousands of mountains, pressing across the sky.
The long jade sword lingers beside He Fuqiong, with a sharp sword intent, like the lonely moon in the frost sky, hanging high at night, splashing light reflecting all things, lofty and arrogant, and magnificent.
At this moment, outside the Five Color Valley, a figure suddenly flew. Its crow green robe fluttered in the wind, its bamboo crown tied its hair, and its eyes were filled with lightning. It was He Fuqiong's incarnation.
Incarnation arrived at the battlefield, and instantly turned into a sharp sword light, flying through the void, and quickly flew into He Fuqiong's body like thunder.
The next moment, He Fuqiong's aura suddenly burst out, and the brilliant sword intent soared into the sky!
Above the entire Five Color Valley, above the sky, the clouds, smogs and dust disturbed by sword energy were instantly smeared into the air, only to see the vast blue sky and the blue sky.
The devastated valley seemed to feel some irresistible force, constantly trembling. The ground, which was originally crisscrossing with sword marks, once again rippled like water marks, and in a blink of an eye, was as flat as a mirror.
But soon, all the sword intents converged in He Fuqiong's body.
In the blink of an eye, all the majestic sword intents were poured into his native sword, deep and restrained, and never dispersed.
He Fuqiong immediately flew up, fled into the air, looked straight at Pei Ling, and met from afar.
The mountain wind hesitated and dared not blow into the valley for a long time.
The two of them couldn't raise their sleeves, and they could only hear the blood stains ticks. The voice of the Moqiong was plain: The incarnation has returned.
I am now at the peak.
You cultivate your sword, I only have the sword!
Since it is a battle between swords and swords, there is no need for those tedious tricks.
The way is simple, and one move determines the outcome!
At this time, the blood on Pei Ling's body flowed down his arm to the Jiupo Knife, and the blood evil wrapped around the blade became more and more vivid.
Tick...tick...
Blood fell along the body of the Jiupo Knife and fell to the tip of the knife, and then dripped little by little.
Feeling the unprecedented excitement of the sword spirit in his natal sword, his fighting spirit was extremely strong, almost screaming, the sword intent rose, his vigorous and thumping momentum had already begun to brew, and Pei Ling immediately replied: OK!
He Fuqiong nodded slightly, and beside him, the jade sword rose little by little. Deep in the sword body, the purple intention slowly grew and gradually emerged from his body. All the sword intents, all the magic powers, all the perceptions of the sword... were gathered into this flying sword.
The flying sword hangs high in the sky, with a purple meaning and a majestic momentum, like a purple sun in the sky, with a vast sword intent and a cold sky and earth.
At the same time, Pei Ling let go of his hand, and the Jiupo Knife jumped up, and also floated up, and his breath rose step by step.
Pei Ling's sword intent, all the magic power, all the foundation of the Hedao period... are poured into the sword.
The long sword is gorgeous, with fluorescent lights on the blade, like a star flickering in the summer night, its momentum is majestic, the sword intent is domineering, and the blood evil lingers, like a surging sea of blood, surging and roaring.
In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood surged up and turned into a huge pillar of air, rushing straight into the sky!
The momentum was accumulated, neither of them hesitated at all. At the same time, they thought, and the sword blade and blade instantly locked the opponent.
cut!
cut!
The next moment, the sword was slashed out at the same time!
boom!!!
In just a moment, the Nine Soul Sword and the Flying Sword slashed together!
The void shattered in an instant, with the sword as the center, and an extremely terrifying force burst out instantly.
The four sects of watching the battle who had stood far and stepped into the void outside the Five Color Valley had no time to react and were instantly swept out by powerful force.
The entire Five Color Valley seemed to have undergone a tremendous change, with the sea of blood flowing freely, and the purple light swelling into the sky, rolling like a tide.
The two intertwined and confronted each other, like a huge millstone, grinding the world bit by bit, countless smoke and dust rolled back the sky, magnificent, like a waterfall flowing back, like a towering pillar of air, reaching the sky, vast and terrifying, the entire valley was in chaos, with the sea of blood and purple light being the only two colors.
After a long time, the huge column of atmospheric flowing backwards finally gradually dissipated, and the whole picture of the Five Color Valley appeared again.
But I saw that the entire valley, along with the surrounding mountains, had disappeared and turned into a dark abyss.
In the abyss, smoke slowly evaporated, covering the field of view, and under it was filled with extremely strong sword intent and sword intent.
At this time, a heart-pounding terrifying aura suddenly rose from the bottom of the abyss.
He is domineering and tyrannical, cold and cold, and is extremely close to the tribulation period!It is like the sword intent that flows across the sea and wants to be self-indulgent, almost as real as the essence.
At the bottom of the abyss, among the bumpy rock layers, Pei Ling slowly stood up.
At this moment, his body was covered in blood, and even his ink hair was wet with blood. He completely covered his original appearance, looking like a bloody man, his robes were broken and broken in the impact just now.
The Nine Soul Sword was inserted into the rock beside him. It had consumed all its strength and its aura was extremely weak, like a new seedling, but the sword spirit in it kept evoking.
Dingdong!Testing the host, the battle for the fairy road is successful, the system will give you a free fairy road...
Dingdong!The Han An Sword Sect was detected...
Dingdong!The system will give you free fairy road blessing: Hanan Sword Sect…
Dingdong!The last gift failed to be detected, and this time you will give double gifts...
At this time, the system prompt sound suddenly sounded, and Pei Ling immediately lost control of his body.
In an instant, countless memories of magic, magical powers, and immortal arts instantly returned to his mind.
He remembered all the means he had forgotten just now, and also remembered the complete process of this battle!
Before he forgot, he used the ultimate immortal!
After forgetting all the means outside the sword path, the Immortal of the Dao still exists, but he himself doesn't remember it.
Therefore, although he only used the sword to compete with He Fuqiong, he had an extra quasi-immortal art.
Especially afterwards, his injuries became heavier and heavier, until this last blow, the ultimate Qingxian burst out with the power of a magical magic!
When Su Lijing heard this, he immediately came to his senses and immediately ordered: You should retreat first.
All subordinates took the order and left.
In the huge garden, Su Lijing was alone in an instant.
He picked up the spiritual tea in front of him and took a sip, nodded slightly.
Pei Ling has successively challenged the Ryukyu Dynasty, the end of the year, the Yi-Chen Teng-Chen Fangwo, and the three battles and three wins, so he must have many trump cards.
Therefore, to be cautious, we should send some Hedao to test it.
And the demon clans of the Ryukeng Dynasty are just right!
********************
Five Color Valley.
The miasma and scattered aura that was originally complete with all five colors disappeared in the battle between swords and swords, and the smoke and dust mixed with water vapor were slowly resting.
On the devastated valley, He Fuqiong stood upright and confronted each other with Pei Ling in the air.
The hem of the Jade Green Vest was cut off, and blood flowed from the sharp and smooth wound, slowly wetting the front.
Pei Lingxuan's shirt was completely soaked in blood, and the corners of the robe were filled with warm liquid.However, its momentum has increased and unabated. The sword is so intent that it is like thousands of mountains, pressing across the sky.
The long jade sword lingers beside He Fuqiong, with a sharp sword intent, like the lonely moon in the frost sky, hanging high at night, splashing light reflecting all things, lofty and arrogant, and magnificent.
At this moment, outside the Five Color Valley, a figure suddenly flew. Its crow green robe fluttered in the wind, its bamboo crown tied its hair, and its eyes were filled with lightning. It was He Fuqiong's incarnation.
Incarnation arrived at the battlefield, and instantly turned into a sharp sword light, flying through the void, and quickly flew into He Fuqiong's body like thunder.
The next moment, He Fuqiong's aura suddenly burst out, and the brilliant sword intent soared into the sky!
Above the entire Five Color Valley, above the sky, the clouds, smogs and dust disturbed by sword energy were instantly smeared into the air, only to see the vast blue sky and the blue sky.
The devastated valley seemed to feel some irresistible force, constantly trembling. The ground, which was originally crisscrossing with sword marks, once again rippled like water marks, and in a blink of an eye, was as flat as a mirror.
But soon, all the sword intents converged in He Fuqiong's body.
In the blink of an eye, all the majestic sword intents were poured into his native sword, deep and restrained, and never dispersed.
He Fuqiong immediately flew up, fled into the air, looked straight at Pei Ling, and met from afar.
The mountain wind hesitated and dared not blow into the valley for a long time.
The two of them couldn't raise their sleeves, and they could only hear the blood stains ticks. The voice of the Moqiong was plain: The incarnation has returned.
I am now at the peak.
You cultivate your sword, I only have the sword!
Since it is a battle between swords and swords, there is no need for those tedious tricks.
The way is simple, and one move determines the outcome!
At this time, the blood on Pei Ling's body flowed down his arm to the Jiupo Knife, and the blood evil wrapped around the blade became more and more vivid.
Tick...tick...
Blood fell along the body of the Jiupo Knife and fell to the tip of the knife, and then dripped little by little.
Feeling the unprecedented excitement of the sword spirit in his natal sword, his fighting spirit was extremely strong, almost screaming, the sword intent rose, his vigorous and thumping momentum had already begun to brew, and Pei Ling immediately replied: OK!
He Fuqiong nodded slightly, and beside him, the jade sword rose little by little. Deep in the sword body, the purple intention slowly grew and gradually emerged from his body. All the sword intents, all the magic powers, all the perceptions of the sword... were gathered into this flying sword.
The flying sword hangs high in the sky, with a purple meaning and a majestic momentum, like a purple sun in the sky, with a vast sword intent and a cold sky and earth.
At the same time, Pei Ling let go of his hand, and the Jiupo Knife jumped up, and also floated up, and his breath rose step by step.
Pei Ling's sword intent, all the magic power, all the foundation of the Hedao period... are poured into the sword.
The long sword is gorgeous, with fluorescent lights on the blade, like a star flickering in the summer night, its momentum is majestic, the sword intent is domineering, and the blood evil lingers, like a surging sea of blood, surging and roaring.
In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood surged up and turned into a huge pillar of air, rushing straight into the sky!
The momentum was accumulated, neither of them hesitated at all. At the same time, they thought, and the sword blade and blade instantly locked the opponent.
cut!
cut!
The next moment, the sword was slashed out at the same time!
boom!!!
In just a moment, the Nine Soul Sword and the Flying Sword slashed together!
The void shattered in an instant, with the sword as the center, and an extremely terrifying force burst out instantly.
The four sects of watching the battle who had stood far and stepped into the void outside the Five Color Valley had no time to react and were instantly swept out by powerful force.
The entire Five Color Valley seemed to have undergone a tremendous change, with the sea of blood flowing freely, and the purple light swelling into the sky, rolling like a tide.
The two intertwined and confronted each other, like a huge millstone, grinding the world bit by bit, countless smoke and dust rolled back the sky, magnificent, like a waterfall flowing back, like a towering pillar of air, reaching the sky, vast and terrifying, the entire valley was in chaos, with the sea of blood and purple light being the only two colors.
After a long time, the huge column of atmospheric flowing backwards finally gradually dissipated, and the whole picture of the Five Color Valley appeared again.
But I saw that the entire valley, along with the surrounding mountains, had disappeared and turned into a dark abyss.
In the abyss, smoke slowly evaporated, covering the field of view, and under it was filled with extremely strong sword intent and sword intent.
At this time, a heart-pounding terrifying aura suddenly rose from the bottom of the abyss.
He is domineering and tyrannical, cold and cold, and is extremely close to the tribulation period!It is like the sword intent that flows across the sea and wants to be self-indulgent, almost as real as the essence.
At the bottom of the abyss, among the bumpy rock layers, Pei Ling slowly stood up.
At this moment, his body was covered in blood, and even his ink hair was wet with blood. He completely covered his original appearance, looking like a bloody man, his robes were broken and broken in the impact just now.
The Nine Soul Sword was inserted into the rock beside him. It had consumed all its strength and its aura was extremely weak, like a new seedling, but the sword spirit in it kept evoking.
Dingdong!Testing the host, the battle for the fairy road is successful, the system will give you a free fairy road...
Dingdong!The Han An Sword Sect was detected...
Dingdong!The system will give you free fairy road blessing: Hanan Sword Sect…
Dingdong!The last gift failed to be detected, and this time you will give double gifts...
At this time, the system prompt sound suddenly sounded, and Pei Ling immediately lost control of his body.
In an instant, countless memories of magic, magical powers, and immortal arts instantly returned to his mind.
He remembered all the means he had forgotten just now, and also remembered the complete process of this battle!
Before he forgot, he used the ultimate immortal!
After forgetting all the means outside the sword path, the Immortal of the Dao still exists, but he himself doesn't remember it.
Therefore, although he only used the sword to compete with He Fuqiong, he had an extra quasi-immortal art.
Especially afterwards, his injuries became heavier and heavier, until this last blow, the ultimate Qingxian burst out with the power of a magical magic!
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