Between the heaven and the earth, a flash of flowers dispersed.
Ye Ding died, and Da Tianyang, who had stirred up the world in Dayan for decades, left the world.
And Yu Ying, the master who likes to play with power and is in charge of the Tianzun Palace, also accompanied his senior brother to death.
Perhaps with his scheming and understanding of Ye Ding, he had already expected that his trip to Bikong Island would end in death, but he still came to Bikong Island willingly.
Only his death can allow Xiao Qianqiu to completely let go of his hands and feet, allow the Zhenyi Sect to be reborn, and allow the green pines full of wormholes to grow new branches and leaves.
This road leads to Huangquan, the underworld, and the road is full of pedestrians. On the Naihe Bridge in Huangquan stands the deceased. This is not a tragedy, it is just a reunion.
With the death of the two masters of the Zhenyi Sect, the Zhenyi Sect will definitely usher in a new reshuffle, which will affect the pattern of the Yan Kingdom and the world.
The situation is changing rapidly, and no one knows what will happen next.
The turmoil in the world will not stop because of the death of two people, and will even become more intense.
Ye Ding just posted a message. He did not force An Jing to come, nor did he force other masters of the Yan Kingdom to come, nor did he force Jun Qinglin or Qi Xuandao to come.
But everyone came, and this was the real invitation to enter the urn.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes over interests.
The arena is a vanity fair. It is difficult to describe a person as good, bad or ugly.
In it, they are just pursuing fame and fortune, or trying to survive.
An Jing watched the two balls of ashes disappear. It was impossible to say how sad he was. Although Ye Ding set up this game to settle the previous grudges of the Demon Sect and gave him a gift, it could be regarded as leading the Demon Sect into trouble.
The person who started everything is dead, but today's battle on Blue Sky Island is not over yet.
Jun Qinglin looked at Qi Xuandao not far away and said via voice transmission: "There is a sigh of relief in his body, and his strength has become stronger again."
When the two of them fought Qi Xuandao just now, Jun Qinglin had almost used 99% of his strength, but he didn't fight as hard as Ye Ding.
Qi Xuandao was able to repel Jun Qinglin and kill Ye Ding who had swallowed Yuan Yuan Dan, which is enough to illustrate his current powerful strength.
"The two of us join forces."
The black shadow behind An Jing flickered and flickered, and the dark wind swirled around him, as if he had stepped out of the underworld.
This cold feeling made Jun Qinglin frown slightly.
Qi Xuandao also looked over. The Minghong Sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. His eyes were not on Jun Qinglin, but on the ghost swordsman with the flickering black shadow behind him.
Blue Sky Island is now devastated, with Blue Sky tree debris, petals, blood, soil and countless corpses
"Let's see if you two can survive in my hands."
A cold wave appeared at the corner of Qi Xuandao's mouth, and he raised the Hongdao in his hand.
The next moment, his body disappeared from where it was.
The moment he disappeared, Jun Qinglin's inner energy was shocked, and he slapped the sword light with his palm.
"careful!"
The palm prints and the sword light collided fiercely, and Jun Qinglin was forced to take three steps back, and couldn't help but shout.
"stop!"
The evil-suppressing sword in An Jing's hand also stabbed at him, flashing away with a cold light.
Like a shadow, Qi Xuandao appeared in front of An Jing, and a blue-black finger light spread wildly, seemingly slowly but really quickly.
Squeak!
The sound of bones twisting was heard, An Jing's seven orifices were bleeding, and traces of blood seeped out from the surface of his skin, turning his whole body into a bloody man.
The time to become a ghost is almost here.
The zhenqi on Qi Xuandao's body quickly gathered at the tip of his index finger, and blue light shot out with a terrifying aura.
This finger is not simple!
stop!
The blue-black finger light instantly struck in front of An Jing.
"break!"
An Jing struck the finger light with his sword.
Groan!
A surprising scene occurred. The indestructible Suppressing Evil Sword actually bent, like a bow with a fully stretched string. The next moment, an extremely overbearing force followed the body of the Suppressing Evil Sword and impacted An Jing's hand. Palm.
"Tap tap tap"
A wisp of blood flowed down the corner of An Jing's mouth, winding like a snake. With a whooshing sound, An Jing flew out with this force, staggering to the ground and taking a few steps backwards involuntarily. Every step left deep footprints on the ground.
Qi Xuandao waved the knife in his hand, and it was not the light of the knife but countless blue-black freezing points. The freezing points all over the sky swept down like thousands of arrows, roaring towards Anjing overwhelmingly.
When Jun Qinglin saw this, Wentian Lu was running on his limbs without any hesitation.
Black true energy emerged in front of him, supporting a huge light shield.
Kick-kick-kick-kick!
The freezing points hit the black light shield and collapsed one after another, turning into the true energy of heaven and earth and dissipating towards the surroundings.
Qi Xuandao frowned slightly when he saw this.
Jun Qinglin said indifferently: "That energy is not yours, right?"
"Is it important?"
Qi Xuandao gently wiped the simple blade with his left hand, and his eyes became colder and colder.
boom!
next moment!
It seemed as if a volcano suddenly erupted at this time, and a terrible energy rose directly into the sky. The sky became cold at this time, and there were countless broken ice faintly covering the blade of Qi Xuandao. Gathered around.
Qi Xuandao looked at Jun Qinglin in front of him with an indifferent expression. The strong oppression was like a mountain covering him.
The majestic true energy was raging in the sky like a storm. Qi Xuandao held his hand, and saw the cold true energy roaring from his blade like a tide.
Qiankun Qijue! Reversal of Qiankun!
In the blink of an eye, the place where the blade passed condensed into a layer of ice waves, followed by the endless icy cold current. The cold current swept across the place, and even the air turned into bright ice crystals.
The ice wave suddenly enlarged in Jun Qinglin's hole, and his expression became extremely solemn.
In the realm of Five Qi Master, a one or two percent improvement in cultivation is a huge improvement, not to mention that Qi Xuandao has only improved by one or two percent at this moment.
Jun Qinglin's true energy circulated, and then he swept his leg forward.
Seven calamities! Calamities are promising!
Being separated from the heaven and earth, without the constraints of heaven and earth, now this leg carries a world-shaking prestige, even Qi Xuandao Five Qi Grandmaster does not dare to be careless.
Countless rays of sword light burst into the air, violently colliding with the shadow of the leg.
boom!
It's like two huge mountains hitting each other.
The next moment, it felt like the ground was shaking, and extremely cold white smoke was floating in the air.
An Jing's body flashed, turning into a black shadow and killing Qi Xuandao.
quick!
too fast!
The speed is extremely fast, even faster than Ye Ding who swallowed Yuan Yuan Dan.
This not only surprised Qi Xuandao, but also surprised Jun Qinglin.
But no matter how fast he is, there is still a slight gap between him and the Five Qi Master.
Qi Xuandao's true energy circulated, and ripples of cold current surged around the body. The temperature became extremely low, and even Anjing's extremely fast speed slowed down a lot.
It was so cold that An Jing felt as if his blood had been frozen.
Now that things have come to this, there is no reason to take back the drawn sword.
"stop!"
The Suppressing Evil Sword flew forward. As the sword body surged, you could clearly see the cold current being pierced by the sharp sword light, forming two air waves.
The next moment, the sword body of the Suppressing Evil Sword split into four sword lights.
They stabbed Qi Xuandao's throat, eyebrows, heart and other vital points respectively, and contained the sword power of the sixth realm. The pressure was sharper and more powerful than the sword power of any sixth realm swordsman.
Qi Xuandao drew his Hongdao with his palm and slashed forward without holding back at all.
The power of the sword in the sixth realm was wrapped around the blade, forming a huge pressure.
A blue sword light suddenly burst out from the Minghong Sword, rushing forward at an astonishing speed. Wherever the extremely cold sword light passed, countless icy blue sword lights suddenly appeared around it.
The light of the sword seemed to be attached to the light of the sword.
The collision of sword light and sword light is also the collision of swordsman and swordsman.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang"
The harsh sound of gold and iron clashing formed a metal storm, and this metal storm seemed to be frozen by ice.
"boom!"
Finally, a sword light surged forward, shattering all the sword lights.
"Wow!"
An Jing grabbed the sword of the Suppressing Evil Sword, and his internal organs suddenly shook. A blood arrow spurted out, and a powerful black ice energy surged from the sword.
Hei Bing is so angry!
This was exactly the Qi that Qi Xuandao penetrated into Ye Ding's body, which caused Ye Ding to not only make no progress in his cultivation over the past several decades, but also caused him to suffer several years of torture.
When the black ice energy poured into his body, An Jing felt a coldness rushing towards his Dantian and all his limbs. At that moment, he quickly ran the "Nameless Heart Sutra" to suppress the incoming black ice energy.
At this moment, the final wave of momentum in the ghost-human transformation surged directly towards his divine inspiration.
"Roar!"
A huge roar sounded in his mind, as if his brain became ethereal at this moment, and then his eyes turned dark.
No, not darkness, but nothingness.
Black is also a color, but his eyes turned into nothingness, and even the black disappeared.
"This is the remnant soul"
An Jing tried hard to maintain the last ray of consciousness.
Qi Xuandao's eyes also turned cold, and he held the Minghong Sword firmly in his tiger's mouth. He did not move rashly, because there was a master standing in front of him.
Yes, he is a master in his eyes.
With his current level of cultivation, there are very few people he can call a master.
If Qi Xuandao is like a sharp knife at this moment, his hands are full of killing intent, his eyes are full of killing intent, and his heart is also full of killing intent.
Then Jun Qinglin opposite is more like a scabbard, his eyes are as calm as water, which can accommodate the ultimate murderous intention.
The two people's eyes seemed to be like fire and ice, staring at each other.
The waves are still roaring, the wind on the island is still blowing, and the blood-stained blue petals are dancing in the air.
Qi Xuandao suddenly felt a chill in his heart. It was not due to the sudden drop in temperature, but a kind of coldness that came from his heart, and it was the old man opposite who gave him this feeling.
The eyes of the old man who seemed to have half his feet buried in the soil were still as calm as water, but the feeling he gave him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
In fact, it was not him who had changed, but Jun Qinglin who had changed.
Jun Qinglin also had murderous intent in his eyes at this moment.
The cultivation level of the Five Qi Master is very high. This is something everyone in the world knows, because the Five Qi Master has reached the limit that a person can reach. Beyond this realm, there is another world.
At this moment, both of them were standing at the door of the heaven and earth, looking down at the vast world.
Qi Xuandao knows this truth better than anyone else.
How terrifying can a desperate Five Qi Master be?
But even so, Qi Xuandao was full of confidence in his heart. He believed that he must be the last person to walk out of the Blue Sky Island, because he was Qi Wushuang, a person known as unparalleled in the world.
The setting sun shines on the Blue Sky Island.
The broken petals and blood all over the mountain are as red as fire.
"stop!"
Qi Xuandao said nothing, and the Minghong Sword in his hand was snapped forward.
A long and narrow blade of light was spit out along the ancient blade. The blade of light shattered the land in front of it and rolled forward.
Jun Qinglin didn’t move, but why didn’t he move!?
Why did he not react at all when he saw the sword light coming from masters like Qi Xuandao and other Five Qi masters?
There was no more light from the sword in his eyes, only Qi Xuandao.
There was no sword light, so the 'non-existent' sword light naturally could not hurt his body.
"Wow!"
The sword light seemed to penetrate Jun Qinglin's body and rush towards the mountain of Blue Sky Island behind him.
Boom! Boom!
The ground shook as the sword passed by, and countless gravel rolled down.
Qi Xuandao's brows suddenly tightened. It was impossible for a person to pass through the light of the sword, so there was only one explanation.
Just now, Jun Qinglin moved and avoided the sword light.
How on earth did it move!?
Qi Xuandao's self-confidence is like ice that begins to melt when encountering the ultimate flame, and this complete melting is what happens next.
The shadow of the ghost swordsman standing in the distance was walking towards him with his sword in hand.
The ghost swordsman was covered in blood, both from others and from his own blood.
These are not the scariest things, the scariest thing is the vague black shadow behind.
There was no expression in his eyes, just like the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, like a dead thing.
The rays of the setting sun shone on An Jing's face. The orange light should have been warm, but it added a bit of strange coldness.
As the sun sets, it becomes dark night.
And as the night continued to advance, the dark shadow that had almost disappeared seemed to end with the sunset. It seemed that it did not want to leave like this, and was still enjoying the world greedily.
At this moment, An Jing blended into the black shadow, as if he was the black shadow and the black shadow was him.
Qi Xuandao couldn't tell the difference.
Jun Qinglin also couldn't tell the difference.
But their hearts were bone-chilling, and their hearts were beating uncontrollably. At this moment, they actually felt that neither of them was the most terrifying existence on the island.
But that young man, the young man who held the sword and fought from beginning to end.
An Jing gradually merged into the darkness with the black shadow, completely becoming one with the darkness.
Everyone knows that darkness is the scariest thing.
Nothing is scarier than darkness.
Because of the unknown in the darkness, the unpredictability in the darkness.
Now, Anjing itself is already dark.
There was darkness before my eyes.
The next moment, there was only darkness in their eyes.
The darkness seemed to go away just as quickly as it came. The darkness flashed by for a moment, but it left an indelible mark in the hearts of the two of them.
Qi Xuandao looked at the black shadow, the firm belief in his heart completely melted, and his brows were furrowed.
He had the intention of quitting in his heart.
The truly terrifying thing in this world is never the magical weapon or the unfathomable cultivation level.
But people.
Talent is the most terrifying existence in the world.
The Minghong Dao in Qi Xuandao's hand loosened slightly, and then he took two steps back.
He didn't want to risk his life, and he wouldn't risk his life with two people.
He took two steps back, but there was no response.
"Walk!"
He stared at An Jing for a few breaths, grabbed the weak Lu Qiujian, and then turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance.
Jun Qinglin looked at Qi Xuandao's back. He knew that Qi Xuandao did not want to fight, and he did not want to fight, so he did not step forward to block Qi Xuandao's retreat.
The two fight desperately, no matter the outcome, it will be extremely detrimental to both of them, and only the person on the high Diaoyutai will be the one who ultimately benefits.
This may be the best outcome.
Jun Qinglin withdrew his eyes and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar An Jing in front of him.
I saw that the black shadow behind it was slowly disappearing. As the light of the setting sun came down, the black shadow completely disappeared.
The world gradually merged into the darkness, and the black shadow disappeared.
"Chi!"
An Jing's body went limp, and he felt a sense of powerlessness rushing through his body. If the Suppressing Evil Sword hadn't been inserted into the ground, he would have almost fallen down.
He was trying hard to breathe, but the strength to breathe seemed to be disappearing.
Thinking of the darkness just now, he still felt guilty.
Jun Qinglin walked to An Jing and asked, "How are you?"
"Still alive?"
An Jing's words seemed like a reply, but also like a question.
He didn't know if he was still trapped in the darkness or if he had come out of it. He only felt that a faint light appeared in front of him.
Jun Qinglin said quietly: "Qi Xuandao left. He didn't want to fight with me, an old man whose body is half buried in the soil. Maybe he was scared away by you."
In the end, Qi Xuandao obviously didn't want to give up easily. Seeing that An Jing was still treacherous and unpredictable in his eyes, he finally gave up his plan.
If the battle really went to the end, let alone whether Qi Xuandao could win, it would be impossible for him to walk out of the Blue Sky Island intact.
And this is also the scene that Ye Ding, the Emperor of Yan, most wants to see.
Qi Xuandao would naturally not do such a stupid thing.
In addition, An Jing suddenly became extremely abnormal, not to mention Qi Xuandao, even Jun Qinglin was a little surprised in his heart.
An Jing was slightly relieved when he heard this.
As the secret technique of ghost-human transformation dissipated, he only felt extremely weak all over his body. The huge side effects were much more powerful than the last time he refined the thousand-year black anaconda soul.
If Qi Xuandao refuses to leave, the best outcome may be nothing more than a lose-lose situation for both parties.
And there is no benefit to the Demon Sect if both sides suffer losses.
Exhaling a breath, An Jing couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his mind, and subconsciously said in his mind: "What is that residual soul? Why can a mutilated soul produce such a terrifying effect?"
The Thousand-Year Black Anaconda is a strange beast, and its soul is comparable to that of an average grandmaster, but this incomplete soul is infinitely more powerful than the Thousand-Year-Old Black Anaconda.
What is the complete soul?
Is it a human or an alien animal?
If it were a human being, could it be the soul of a great master? How could it be suppressed by the Suppressing Evil Sword?
If it were a strange beast, what kind of strange beast would it be?
But soon his body became weak and the pain invaded, causing his facial features to become distorted.
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