After a while, the faint spiritual light on Tian Qingwu gradually disappeared.
Only then did Tian Qingwu feel that his condition had recovered somewhat.
Looking at the divine sword with powerful sword intent in front of him, Tian Qingwu was at a loss for a moment.
"I can't actually get this sword!"
Tian Qingwu racked his brains, trying to come up with a solution.
Got it!
Tian Qingwu once saw among the highest magic skills of Tianxuan Sect: "The sky is sinking with no edge, and the sword is sharp with no edge."
Tian Qingwu adjusted again and sat cross-legged directly in front of Miejie, putting his hands on his knees, closing his eyes slightly, and calmed down.
In this dark little place, there was only the sword light of Miejie that was enough to illuminate and emit.
Tian Qingwu has been using his mind to control his spiritual consciousness to contact Miejie. It was not smooth at first, but later Miejie accepted the detection of his divine consciousness, and the strong aura around his body gradually decreased.
Tian Qingwu opened his eyes suddenly and stood up quickly.
Not wanting to waste time, she tried again, using her spiritual power to circulate in her hands. Tian Qingwu felt that after a week of circulation, her spiritual power gradually gathered in the palm of her hand and condensed on the skin of her palm.
Tian Qingwu tried again, slowly stretching out his right hand in the direction of Miejie.
Gradually, Tian Qingwu held her breath unconsciously and kept staring at her hands.
With a fierce grip, Tian Qingwu directly grasped the hilt of Mie Ji's sword, and the sword hilt trembled.
At this time, a clear whistle sounded in my ears.
Tian Qingwu got Mie Ji and flicked it with his backhand. The sharp sword blade shone particularly clearly in the darkness.
The corners of Tian Qingwu's mouth raised in confusion, and he looked at the sword in his hand excitedly, obviously in disbelief.
Tian Qingwu, who had regained his composure, immediately left Tianxuan Sect with Mie Ji and rushed to Lianyun Continent.
At this time, there was constant fighting in Lianyun Continent. The Nine Peaks disciples never took action against their fellow disciples who had turned into corpses, but there were always one or two people who took action for the benefit of the group.
However, this act of great profit aroused dissatisfaction from others, and the two sides directly struggled with each other, causing constant chaos.
"Ha~"
Looking at the scene of cannibalism below, King Netherworld seemed to be satisfied, and smiled strangely, with the curve of the corner of his mouth even looking a little sick.
"This is the result you want!" Ye Kong asked angrily in a low voice.
"Hahahahahahaha~"
To Netherworld King, Ye Kong's tone sounded helpless, and he couldn't help but laugh happily.
"What this king wants is more than just these."
He did not realize at all the huge mistake he had made, and his tone was actually arrogant and arrogant.
Ye Kong clenched his fists tightly, making a crisp friction sound between the joints.
Swish——
I saw Ye Kong's body straighten up, and he came behind Netherworld King like lightning.
Netherworld King noticed something strange, turned his eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth disappeared.
In just a moment, Ye Kong suddenly stretched out his hands, used his own spiritual power to condense in his hands, and directly attacked the Netherworld King.
There is no use in talking more, just take action directly.
The Netherworld King turned around quickly and directly blocked Ye Kong's magic attack.
The moment the two faced each other, they made a loud noise, and powerful energy ripples spread in the air, forming a wave of air that swept around.
Ye Kong smiled coldly, and a cold light emerged in his eyes.
At this time, Ye Kong hit his right leg with force again, and hit the side of his body heavily towards the head of Netherworld King.
Facing this leg, Netherworld King crossed his arms to resist.
"Boom~"
The clothes around him were billowing, and all the murderous intent and anger seemed to be concentrated on that leg.
The Netherworld King found the neutral position, his hands were in the shape of claws, and a steady stream of spiritual power condensed in his palms.
It's like gathering momentum, and when the time comes, it's ready to be unleashed.
A huge ball of light exploded, a harsh roar sounded in the mid-air, and a huge bright light appeared, which was particularly conspicuous in the gloomy sky.
Ye Kong dodged this ball of brilliance in an instant. At this time, the aura around Netherworld King surged, and the bloodthirsty and ruthlessness radiating from his eyes became even more obvious.
I saw Netherworld King's right hand slowly turning, and the spiritual energy in his hand formed the shape of a sword as if guided.
With a sudden squeeze of his right hand, an extremely sharp long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword was made of black gold from extraterrestrial meteorites. Ever since King Netherworld fought on the battlefield, there was no chill at the edge of the sword, but it was filled with endless murderous intent.
With a wave of the long sword, four rays of sword energy came through the air. The momentum of the sword was brilliant and fast, and the sword energy was piercing even the bone marrow. The edge of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be resisted.
Ye Kong's eyes were firm and unafraid at all. He quickly made the secret with his hands, and the light shone between his two fingers.
He suddenly struck out with two fingers in the direction of Netherworld King, and could faintly see a sword flying around him.
The fight between the two was particularly fierce, and the sound of metal trembling resounded throughout the surroundings.
The battle situation below also changed. The corpse-turned-disciple's body was cut off with a sword. It should have been bleeding and showing traces of flesh and blood, but the miraculously is that those people didn't even have any trace of injury, and they seemed to be invulnerable.
Body of steel.
While the Nine Peaks disciples were surprised, those people decisively raised their arms and threw them down directly.
The impact was so strong that it was like a falling meteorite, knocking back the opponent several meters away with one punch.
Seeing someone who was close to him before being attacked unconsciously now makes one feel a chill in his heart.
The Nine Peaks disciples were defeated one after another, and the Netherworld King's army of corpse puppets gained the upper hand. The situation instantly turned to one side, and the army of corpse puppets was approaching everyone.
At this moment, a stream of light passed through the air and landed below Ye Kong and Netherworld King.
When Tian Qingwu arrived, the surrounding corpses seemed to be attracted and rushed towards Tian Qingwu in an instant.
Tian Qingwu responded immediately, striking out with both hands at the same time. The moment his palms were swung out, the surrounding wind was unintentionally raised.
When the surrounding corpse puppets cleared the way, Tian Qingwu suddenly threw it towards Ye Kong.
"Ye Kong, go on!"
Swish——
A sword sound sounded, Ye Kong reacted, stretched out his hand to catch it, and his whole body began to spin rapidly.
Ye Kong controlled the sword in his hand.
Looking down, Jian's whole body exuded a chill that penetrated the human heart. When he reached the point of destruction, his heart was beating violently uncontrollably.
"This is, silence!"
During the ancient Netherworld period, when the Netherworld King first showed its glory, he drove the original Netherworld King out of the world of immortality.
The Nether King obviously recognized the sword in Ye Kong's hand. He was slightly startled, his pupils couldn't help but expand, and the expression on his charming face changed slightly.
"How could it be!" King Netherworld murmured in a low voice, as if he was a little surprised as to why this sword appeared here.
Ye Kong swung the sword and placed it on his arm, stroking the sword body with his other hand.
The sharp sword blade flashed a cold light, reflecting between Ye Kong's brows.
King Netherworld couldn't help but tremble in his heart, remembering what happened many years ago.
It was also this sword, and the cold light flashed past. The man from the beginning, holding the silence of silence, danced out thousands of hematite chains, binding his spirit body Nao Nao, and imprisoning him in the underworld for the rest of the day.