Fix your sister's fairy

The breath of despair spread on the mountain, Mo Yi was already a representative of death, people died wherever he went, and now Mo Yi was already killing for the sake of killing, and the red crystals spit out by the Demon Sealing Sword every time made Mo Yi linger. Gradually, Mo Yi also summed up a truth, the more people he killed with the Demon Sealing Sword, the higher the intensity of the red crystal aura, which stimulated him to kill more people.

The overhauls in the sky are even more unbearable, Mo Yi's rampant killing speed has made nearly half of the overhaulers lose their apprentices, but Mo Yi is becoming more and more brave as he kills.

No one can beat Mo Yi, because Mo Yi's style of play is completely lifeless, no one has replaced Mo Yi with injuries, and Mo Yi with the Blood Sword and the Demon Sealing Sword in his hand is equivalent to the entire mountain is his blood bag, as long as he is injured or exhausted, he will immediately kill a few monks to return to the blue.

Give Mo Yi enough time, he can kill the entire mountain!

Until now, Mo Yi had already been close to killing thousands of people, and the killing intent on his body had been so strong that it was mixed with mana to cause a thin red qi, and now Mo Yi's gestures were full of suffocating and trembling murderous aura, and he himself was not aware of it at all.

Because Mo Yi just raised his sword, dropped his sword, and killed people like grass.

"This son...... It's definitely not a simple period of detachment!" The Divine Eye True Monarch said as he stared at Mo Yi carefully.

"Could it be that he stepped on the ...... What way?" someone swallowed and shuddered.

"The Blood Demon Venerable also embarked on that path...... There are no mortals who can embark on this path of immortality...... This son, I'm afraid he has also stepped on. The Divine Eye True Monarch sighed as he recalled the general history of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"If you don't surrender him today, I'm afraid that no one will be able to defeat him in the future. Someone said fearfully.

"But who dares to break the rules of the Immortal Alliance?" asked the old man Dongzhong, who was also furious but could only hold back his anger.

"There is a shortage of old men, and your apprentice is afraid that he will also be defeated. Someone looked at the old man with crutches and smiled.

Sure enough, the sword that was carrying the sword box on the mountainside was now lying on the ground and became a headless corpse, and the young man with the red clothes who fought against the sword was sitting on the body of the sword with a bloody face and expressionless, and no monk dared to approach him.

The old man was silent, his anger was burning in silence, and Jian Yi was his proudest disciple, the heir to his mantle, but now he was dead. did not die at the hands of Mo Yi, a desperate demon, but at the hands of an unknown young man.

No one is angrier than the old man.

"Today, three people can't go. The old man said slowly, his tone was calm and his eyes were indifferent, "Phoenix body, blood, and the young man who killed my disciple." "

"........." All the monks looked sideways at the Heavenly Void, and they could feel that every word under the calm and indifferent words of the Heavenly Void Old Man had driven the laws of heaven and earth, which was an anomaly caused by the monk's complete inability to control his cultivation.

The sky lacks the old man and the disciples, and the killing intent has been decided.

"This blood demon venerable heir is a great evil in the immortal cultivation world, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an evil cultivator, he has killed thousands of righteous path monks, and has cast a bloody shadow on the immortal cultivation world, it is best for you to come to the heavenly path for the old man. The Divine Eye True Monarch said loudly to the old man who was missing the sky, and a smile of triumph crossed his eyes where no one saw it.

With the words of the Divine Eye True Monarch, all the monks around him turned to the old man who was lacking in the sky, "Please, do the right thing for the heavens." "

Tianque nodded indifferently, he wanted to do the right thing for Tian.

The old man slowly pestled the crutches in his hand, and ripples appeared in the invisible void, and at the same time, the appearance of the crutches began to turn into ashes and disappear, and a sword tip began to appear from the bottom of the crutches, and slowly the dusty slender sword in the crutches was exposed to the air.

The dragon sword in the corner, a sword leaks the sky.

The old man held the sword and looked indifferent.

In an instant, Mo Yi, who was killing frantically, froze his body, and he felt that a great terror was about to befall him, like a sword hanging from his neck, he was about to die but did not know when he would die.

Mo Yi raised his head and looked at the old man in the sky and the dragon sword, his pupils constricted, goosebumps erupted all over his body, and the sword seemed to have slashed him before it came out.

Mo Yi thought that after a few breaths, he was struck by an earth-shattering sword light, and his whole body was annihilated into ashes and passed away, and the entire majestic mountain was split in two by this sword light, and countless monks died.

The old man is short of the sky, and the sword becomes famous, and the sky is broken, and the sky is missing.

The sword has not arrived, and the results have appeared.

Now just wait for the sword to come out, and everything is a certainty.

Can't! Can't let him play the sword!

This thought exploded in Mo Yi's mind, he clenched the Blood Sword and the Demon Sealing Sword, jumped up violently, and the Kunpeng Wings behind him exploded with all his might, and the Kunpeng swimming method combined with the Kunpeng bones made the speed reach the pinnacle.

Mo Yi turned into a golden streamer and rushed to the sky.

"Blood Sword!Blood Sword!" Mo Yi roared in his heart.

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"Damn, don't scream, I know!" Annoyed by the blood sword, no one knew why the old man dared to go against the rules of the Immortal Alliance!

The entire sword of the Blood Sword burned, and the surface was covered with a layer of fiery red light, if you look closely, you will find that the red light has a rich blood qi, this is the blood flame burned by the essence blood!

"Give me death!" Mo Yi drank violently, he jumped over the heads of the overhaul of the old man who was lacking in the sky, and slashed at the old man who lacked the old man in the sky from the sky.

Extraordinary and unphased.

The old man is short of heaven and takes out his sword and cuts the sky.

Mo Yi's face changed, he did not hesitate to cross the Blood Sword and the Demon Sealing Sword in front of him, he saw the result of this sword, the old man of the sky cut him down with a sword, and the mountain was divided into two, and the ending did not change.

This is the heavenly sword, the sword is out, and the heavenly machine is combined.

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In an instant, the sword light arrived.

"Boom!" Mo Yi's whole person was engulfed by the clear, overwhelming sword light.

The sword light of the old man in the sky was dazzling, illuminating the entire sky, and the light even obscured the dawn of the sky.

"A sword leaking from the sky. "The Divine Eye True Monarch admired.

"This son is destroyed. The old man was expressionless.

The monk of the phaseless period is serious with a sword, how to resist the detached period?

Alone.

But no one noticed that the face of the old man had changed.

After a while, the sword light that covered the sky did not disappear, but slowly approached the earth.

"No! it's ......!" Divine Eye True Monarch's face suddenly turned ugly, and he took three steps back, revealing incredulity in his eyes.

The old man opened his mouth wide, his eyes showing shock and disbelief.

Under the pressure of the white heavenly dome, the old man was filtered by an invisible thread in shock, and he split into two and his blood bloomed and slowly fell to the ground.

The mountain was cut open, and the peaks of nearly a thousand meters were divided into two with the old man in the sky, and the peaks were also split in half, without a trace of obstruction and no trace of mud and water.

The corpse of the old man fell with silver light into the cracks of the mountain that had been cut open.

The ending that originally belonged to Mo Yi was returned to the old man.

At this moment, the white sky dome crumbled.

A man, standing in the sky, fluttering in white, his face is expressionless, his eyes are indifferent, and he holds a long sword in his hand, as if he is independent and proud.

The name of the sword, Ling Xiao.

Name, Cheng Jingyu. _

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