Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

The long sword cuts through the sky, so fast that it can even cut through space,

This is the real Dharma weapon, which can be achieved in one thought.

Losing the suppression of the pure yangtao wood sword, the corners of Ying Gou's mouth slowly turned up. With a little less pressure, he couldn't help stretching, feeling that the entire imprint of the soul became much easier.

"Oh, so comfortable."

The Hitomima Throne is still up and down in the sea of ​​blood, with a calm face, relying entirely on the body of the Tiger Demon King to resist, and finally cast a curse field to isolate the sea of ​​darkness.

Seeing this scene, Ying frowned.

"Oh, what a shame, little Taoist, help me untie the seal, and I'll kill this throne for you."

However, at this moment, an ancient mahogany sword appeared in front of Ye Xiang silently.

Yinggou's pair of blood eyes moved slightly. This sword suppressed her for so many years, so it was very clear.

There is a sword intent hidden in this sword.

It was that sword intent that had suppressed her for thousands of years. If it wasn't for this sword intent, she would have come out long ago, and the broken seal would have almost no effect.

It's just that I'm afraid of being cut by a sword as soon as I come out. Although I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of pain.

And this sword energy is the pure Yang sword energy that Lu Zu left behind to restrain her back then, and its power is naturally much stronger than the Chunyang sword art that Ye Xiang used.

After Ye Xiang got the mahogany sword to recognize its owner, he also noticed the pure Yang sword energy inside, and then realized that this mahogany sword was to suppress the corpse ancestor to win the hook.

But this time, he didn't hesitate.

The pure yang sword energy left by Lu Zu back then was used to kill the throne of a foreign race, presumably Lu Zu would not be angry.

Ye Xiang took a deep breath, and the pure Yang sword art surged through his body, so as to arouse the pure Yang sword energy in the Taomu sword.

For an instant.

The mahogany sword in his hand radiated bright pure sunlight. Under the light, the simple mahogany sword seemed to transform into a real fairy sword.

The real pure Yang sword intent soared into the sky, breaking the purple moon phantom domain into the sky in an instant.

The last purple moon directly shattered in the night sky, Nafier's face changed, and he looked at the long sword in Ye Xiang's hand in disbelief.

At this moment, even she felt the threat of death.

When the sun shines down, the hazy purple domain world becomes much clearer.

That Dao Lu Zu left behind the pure Yang Sword Intent, and with the mahogany sword, he slashed directly at the Tongyan Throne.

Ying Gou couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, fearing that this pure Yang sword intent would turn his head and cut at her, then his spirit imprint would definitely be over.

The Throne of Hitomima roared and roared, bursting out more than a dozen curse auras.

But even senior Qingyunzi's real martial arts sword couldn't bear it, let alone him who was seriously injured.

The curse halo was completely extinguished, and it flashed across the neck in an instant.

Silently, the head of Throne Hitomima flew high.

The pure Yang sword intent left by Lu Zu is extremely terrifying in terms of power and artistic conception.

If you don't use it, Ye Xiang can use this pure Yang Sword Intent to comprehend the Pure Yang Sword Intent in a short period of time, just like Lin Jun's Ultimate Sword Intent.

But this time is extraordinary, Ye Xiang does not regret using this pure Yang sword intent

He is confident enough that sooner or later he will be able to comprehend the Pure Yang Sword Dao, it's just a matter of time.

Ye Xiang was possessed by the thunder light, and quickly rushed towards the body of the throne of pupil nightmare.

Just by beheading the head, the Throne of Hitomima will not die at all, the eyes on the chest must be snapped off!

The thunder flashed, and Ye Xiang instantly came to the throne of Tongmao.

Those purple-red eyes stared at him intently, as if roaring silently.

But because he had cast all the curses in one go, he could only cast ordinary instant curses.

A light gray curse enveloped Ye Xiang's body, and the breath of corrosive death swept his whole body.

But what followed immediately was a burst of golden light that was more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Even if it was an ordinary instant curse, it was cast by Throne after all, and it was far better than the 72-level prison pupil king he faced back then.

The golden light curse was directly suppressed, and the gray curse covered Ye Xiang's whole body, trying to penetrate the skin and pour into the whole body.

The golden light is rapidly dissolving, not the curse.

In such a split second, Ye Xiang pierced his hands directly into the chest and eyes of the Throne of Hitomima.

With a 'poof' sound, the eyeballs burst into bleeding holes.

The pure power of the curse dissipated and evaporated, and it was also corroding Ye Xiang's arm.

Immortal lines emerged at this time, mysterious mysterious power covered the arms, and a powerful force emerged.

Ye Xiang calmly snapped off the eye bead in front of him!

The eyeballs of this pupil nightmare throne are dripping with blood, and the pupils are ferocious. If the eyes are also a kind of curse, then Ye Xiang is already wearing a hundred holes at this time.

But Ye Xiang is not afraid, just like what he saw with Senior Sister Ying in the interior scene half a year ago.

He actually, really snapped off the eyeballs of Throne Hitomima!

But it was too late to be happy, the golden light on his body was completely extinguished by Hui Meng's curse, and immediately invaded his body.

Ye Xiangkuang spat out a mouthful of blood, holding on to the last bit of strength, and using the Chunyang Sword Art, he raised the mahogany sword and completely cut the eyeball in half.

Before he had time to make two more cuts, the mahogany sword fell to the ground without a sound.

Ye Xiang couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

The human immortal pattern in the body is still resisting the curse of the Tongyan Throne, but even the most common curse is extremely domineering, and it is not at all that Ye Xiang can resist it now.

Immortal lines soon lost their effect, and the internal organs were eroded by the curse, spreading throughout the body.

In the distance, seeing Ye Xiang's accident, Qing Yunzi rushed over immediately and slapped Ye Xiang's chest hard, ignoring Nafeier any more.

Taiji gossip penetrated into Ye Xiang's body and began to give first aid.

Nafiel looked at the body of the Hitomima Throne, and hated iron for being weak. This year's Hitomima Throne is really useless!

It's so hard to deal with a Taoist celestial master who hasn't grown up, but she was just about to snatch the eyeballs of the Tongyan Throne.

The corpse ancestor Yinggou moved faster than her, and quickly came to the eyeball, and the sea of ​​blood drowned it.

A blood spirit of the throne was eaten by Yinggou in one bite.

Then he burped hard.

"Hi~ I'm so full!"

Yinggou looked at Nafier with a funny face, "Oh, miss, I'm sorry, I ate it, so I can't spit it out."

Nafer stared at her, and said in confusion: "As the undead throne that the human race has abandoned, why do you still stand on the human race's side?"

"I'm not that idiot of the general. Listen to your nonsense. Although I'm a corpse ancestor, I'm not a human being, am I?"

"Are you mocking me?"

After eating the winning hook of Throne Blood Spirit, his soul has already started to skyrocket. In the blink of an eye, he broke through from the eighth rank to the ninth rank.

Nafier was too lazy to say anything to Yinggou, but she was never reconciled to failing like this.

His eyes were deep, and he looked at all the Qinling monsters that were prostrate on the ground in the distance.

Then let's have a real horror beast tide!