The huge white beam of light is like a giant pillar that has existed since ancient times. When two swords are struck down, the power of this Immortal Killing Sword makes people feel a deep sense of powerlessness. The ghost king does not know whether to live or die. The Poison God used a small trick to save his life.
Although he lost his life, he also lost an arm, and his moral conduct was greatly reduced.
This third sword was locked on Zhang Xiaofan.
Gritting his teeth, Master Daoxuan endured the physical discomfort. He also knew very well that this was his last sword, so compared to the previous two swords, Master Daoxuan's sword was completely mobilized, and there was no
No reservations at all.
Daoxuan knew very well that as long as he defeated the Ghost King, Poison God and Zhang Xiaofan with these three swords, then at least he would not lose this battle between good and evil...
At this moment, on the battlefield of good and evil, everyone's attention was attracted by Daoxuan Zhenren and Zhang Xiaofan. There was no way, the power of the Immortal Killing Sword made everyone change their expressions in horror. The two swords made the demonic side bend.
Having lost the two top combat powers of the Ghost King and the Poison God, the Immortal Killing Sword has naturally become the most dazzling thing on this battlefield between good and evil.
Zhang Xiaofan also knew very well that he could not stop the power of the Immortal Killing Sword, not to mention that he was still seriously injured?
Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and was secretly glad that the head of Daoxuan had left the Zhuxian Sword as a back-up just in case. Why didn't he keep a trump card?
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the Zhuxian Sword. Naturally, more people's eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan. As the host of this battle between good and evil, and his own strength is the top existence on the battlefield, he said
It is indeed understandable that Master Xuan chose Zhang Xiaofan for his last sword.
How can he stop him when he is seriously injured?
Yin-Si-Xu-Chen.
However, under the gaze of everyone from the good and evil paths, Zhang Xiaofan formed seals with his hands, and the four seals moved according to his heart. Immediately, he clasped his hands together and shouted: "Reincarnation from the dirty soil!".
Rumble…
Following Zhang Xiaofan's movements, Baguio, who was holding the Ghost King and carefully treating him in the demon camp, was slightly startled. He saw the ground not far away cracked, and a bluestone coffin rose from the ground, suspended in the air, and appeared.
In front of Zhang Xiaofan.
"What is that!?" Everyone looked at the sarcophagus in front of Zhang Xiaofan and was confused.
Facing the Zhuxian Sword and seeing Zhang Xiaofan forming the seal, everyone was curious, did he have any tricks to fight against the Zhuxian Sword? But they didn't expect that he just made a stone coffin?
How can a stone coffin block the Zhuxian Sword? If this sword falls, I believe even a small mountain will be shattered, right?
call……
The huge white beam of light, the main sword of the Zhuxian Sword fell down, and with an indomitable and devastating power, it got closer and closer to Zhang Xiaofan.
Drops of blood dripped from the corners of Dao Xuan's mouth, and the blood on his chest also spread, dyeing his chest blood red. However, Dao Xuan's eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiaofan. With this sword, he was
Determined to win.
However, at this moment, the sarcophagus erected in front of Zhang Xiaofan opened, revealing the figure inside, a figure with white beard and hair, and an immortal spirit. However, this figure had cracks on his body, making him feel like he was made of clay.
generally.
Suddenly, the figure in the sarcophagus opened his eyes, and the dark eyes looked strange. At the same time, the sarcophagus disappeared, the figure suspended in the air, raised his hands, and unspeakable terrifying power filled the air...
The Zhuxian Sword, which was swung down in an unstoppable manner, became slower and slower, until it stopped completely when it was in front of this figure.
The unrivaled and despairingly powerful Zhuxian Sword was actually blocked...
"No! This is impossible!" Looking at this scene, the leaders of Qingyun Sect couldn't believe it, and the people in Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley were also dumbfounded.
Is the Immortal Killing Sword powerful? Needless to say, you can tell just by looking at the fate of the Ghost King and the Poison God. It was a despairingly powerful force, but it was actually blocked?
Not to mention the righteous cultivators, even the powerful demon cultivators looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
Originally, seeing someone being able to turn things around, these people in the Demonic Path should cheer. However, the current scene made the masters of the Demonic Path frightened and they forgot to cheer.
"Woooooo..." At this moment, the water unicorn under Zhang Xiaofan's crotch looked at the figure with its back to him, its pupils shrank sharply, and tears rolled down, and the beast's pupils were filled with tears.
A mixture of joy, nostalgia and confusion.
"Who is this person? He, he..." Master Daoxuan was also stunned. Looking at the figure in front of him, he was horrified.
Although he cannot fully exert all the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, even so, the power of the Zhuxian Sword is difficult to resist. However, in front of him, is there anyone who can block the Zhuxian Sword with bare hands? Daoxuan Zhenren also finds it difficult.
Confidence.
"Wait a minute, this person looks a bit familiar." However, looking at the figure blocking his Immortal Killing Sword, another doubt flashed through Daoxuan's mind.
"Senior Brother Tian, does this person look familiar to you?" At the same time, Uncle Zeng below spoke and asked Tian Buyi next to him.
"Do you also feel like this?" After hearing Zeng Shuchang's words, Tian Buyi turned around in surprise and said, obviously Tian Buyi also felt like this.
"Do they also feel this way?" Master Shuiyue beside him frowned slightly when he heard the conversation between Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang.
In fact, Master Shuiyue also had the same idea, but he couldn't remember for a moment who the person who blocked the Immortal Killing Sword was.
Master Shuiyue, who was a woman after all, was more careful. He frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at the figure blocking the Immortal Killing Sword. He seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but scream.
"Did you remember anything?" Hearing Master Shuiyue's scream, Uncle Zeng Changhe Tian Buyi turned around, looked at her, and asked.
However, Master Shuiyue did not answer the questions of the two of them. She just stared closely at the figure blocking the Zhuxian Sword. She did recognize the identity of this person, but because of this, she
Only then was he horrified, thinking that this was impossible. He did not answer the questions raised by Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang, but his heart was filled with turmoil: How could this be possible?
"The Immortal Killing Sword?" In the sky, the figure emerged from the sarcophagus. The whites of his eyes were as dark as ink, and the whites of his eyes could not be seen. He spoke, and his tone seemed to contain endless sighs and sighs.
With a flick of his finger, there was a clang, and the Zhuxian Sword and Daoxuan were thrown away directly. Daoxuan, who was already at the end of his strength, groaned, his face turned pale, and he couldn't even hold the Zhuxian Sword in his hand.
Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang took action at the same time, catching Master Dao Xuan and the Zhuxian Sword that flew out of his hand respectively. They rushed to help Master Dao Xuan treat his injuries, but Dao Xuan's eyes were fixed on the figure in the air, struggling
He said: "You...who...are you?".
Yes, Daoxuan's words can be said to have asked the doubts in the hearts of everyone in the two realms of good and evil. Can he catch the Immortal Killing Sword with his bare hands? Is there such a person in the world?
Moreover, the way this person appeared was too weird. He appeared from a sarcophagus, and it looked like it was the sarcophagus summoned by Zhang Xiaofan.
Although he looks like a living person and can even speak, his body is full of cracks and exudes the aura of death, but it doesn't look like a living person, but he is not an undead spirit either. What is he?
Who? Or what kind of existence?
Not only people on the righteous path want to know, but even those on the devil's path also want to know.
Woo woo woo...
At this time, the water unicorn under Zhang Xiaofan's crotch barked a few words in a low voice, shook its head and swayed its tail, looking very affectionate. Leaning against this person's body, that intimate and excited look was even more affectionate than when it was with Zhang Xiaofan.
Much more.
"You are here too, you have grown up too." This figure obviously recognized the water unicorn, and with the same sigh, he touched the water unicorn's head and said.
Master Shuiyue, although she had a conjecture in her mind, this conjecture was too absurd and uninhibited, so she didn't believe it, and she didn't dare to believe it. However, looking at the Shui Qilin with this appearance, Master Shuiyue's conjecture
, as if he had been confirmed, his face suddenly turned pale.
With his lips trembling slightly, Master Shuiyue stammered: "He...he is...Qingye...the Patriarch...".
Patriarch Aoba!?
Master Shuiyue's words were like thunder on the ground, making everyone in Qingyun Sect change their expressions in shock.
Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang, and even the exhausted Patriarch Daoxuan stared at the man stroking the water unicorn in the air with wide eyes. They thought of the portrait of Patriarch Qingye hanging in the sect.
The figure overlaps with the figure in front of me. Are their faces really exactly the same?
"Grandmaster Qingye!?" On the side of the demon camp, Taoist Cangsong also heard this and looked at the figure in the sky in shock. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. He looked distracted and murmured: "Qingye
Patriarch... no... this is impossible... he... isn't he dead long ago?".
Patriarch Aoba!?
Hearing the uproar at Qingyun Sect, everyone in Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley also changed their expressions in shock.
The name of Patriarch Qingye of Qingyun Sect is like thunder to everyone even if they are not from Qingyun Sect, just like the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago. The black-hearted old man was once the spiritual symbol of the demonic way and unified the demon sect, and Patriarch Qingye
, can be said to be a legend belonging to an era.
"How is it possible? How is it possible that the Qingye Patriarch of the Qingyun Sect is still alive? No, he must be dead, but why did he appear again?" On the side of the Demon Sect, Poison God, Fairy Sanmiao and others also
Patriarch Qingye looked at the sky in horror.
Immediately, the Poison God's eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan, and he secretly said in disbelief: "Could it be that this Zhang Xiaofan has the ability to bring the dead back to life? Isn't it possible that he can resurrect the dead!? This... this...".