Xianbang

Ji Youran is not a person who is willing to be lonely. She holds a sword of killing and cutting, and her fighting power is unpredictable. Even if it is the sky, she dares to fight.

The red clothes fluttered in the night sky, very dazzling, and dispersed the fighting spirit of the Hundred Thousand Immortal Dao Army. The sharp sword energy rushed out of her body and blasted into the black clouds, like a knife piercing into the sky. The sword of the sky.

Qin Liao realized that he still underestimated Ji Youran's power. With such strength, he could definitely go deep into an army of [-] to take the head of a general. He felt his heart trembling. If he couldn't kill the grass today, he would live in fear forever.

So he ordered the army to retreat, and finally retreated hundreds of miles away, hiding in the hazy moonlight.

In the hazy night, twelve old men appeared driving the altar, each of them had divine lotuses condensed on their heads, and the exquisite dao soul flashed between their eyebrows. As soon as they walked out, dao patterns were intertwined in the sky in all directions , the twelve Dao patterns condensed and turned into a blood-colored aegis.

The huge tattoos are like blood lights, wandering in the sky and the ground. These twelve old men have all white hair and three-meter-long beards. They have a vicissitudes of life on their bodies. It is twelve old antiques.

The 12 people jointly sacrificed the blood-colored Aegis, as if a majestic mountain was pressed down, to suppress the eternal, destroy the ten directions, they have been in seclusion for many years, and they have not made a move for tens of thousands of years. Move to kill the enemy, so as to show the results of their retreat.

The cultivation base of these twelve old men was too strong, and the earth was shaken with deep cracks, as if they wanted to divide the emperor's capital into two halves.

The earth can tear apart, let alone people.

The sound of war drums roared even louder!

Guo Yi snorted coldly, flew up with the Heaven Burying Sword in his hand, and was about to turn the world upside down with these twelve old men. With the power of Monk Kasyapa and Jing Wushi, he was not afraid of anyone.

But at this moment, Ji Youran took another step forward. She stood in the middle of the twelve old men, and the Zhantian sword in her hand was unsheathed instantly, and a powerful sword energy overflowed from the sword, like a phoenix cry The dragon howled, shaking the void.

"Zheng!"

There was only a piercing sword cry, all the dao patterns on the sky were broken, and the blood-colored aegis was also shattered. Twelve white-haired old men fell from the sky like rain and turned into broken corpses. Heads and thighs piled up all over the floor, it was simply spectacular.

With one strike of her sword, she crushed the corpses of twelve old antiques, and their souls were all pierced by the sword energy. It was so amazing that it made people feel suffocated.

The red dress on Ji Youran's body was as bright as blood, flying in the strong wind, her beautiful and cold face showed no expression, it was so cold that it made people chill.

Her ferocious power immediately made Qin Liao retreat hundreds of miles again.

This is the second time that Ji Youran has robbed him of the limelight. Guo Yi was originally full of fighting spirit, but now he suddenly feels that he should find a bench and sit quietly on the side, which is the right choice.

There was a black line on his forehead, and he said speechlessly: "Sister, did you hold back this time?"

"There will never be a next time." Ji Youran took back the blood-stained iron sword and made a promise, but Guo Yi didn't believe her words at all.

There are too many strong people in the Emperor's Capital, and the danger will increase tenfold if you stay for one more minute. At this time, it is estimated that another peerless strong man has already arrived.

"boom!"

In the north, a round of black stars suddenly rose, flying towards this place with a chilling aura, and an ancient aura came over, whose power was only weaker than that of a saint.

Standing on this black star is an old man wearing brocade clothes. He has been in seclusion for too long, and even the armor on his body is rotten. If Qin Liao didn't hold the emperor's decree in his hands, he wouldn't be able to invite him at all. he.

This is an ancient Taoist master who has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years. His cultivation level can destroy the stars and shake the Nine Netherworld.Every time the black stars took a step forward, the whole air trembled, and a terrifying coercion descended on Guo Yi and the others, causing the entire Emperor City to fall into boundless fear.

The [-] Immortal Dao Army was intimidated by this force, and everyone raised their spears in their hands. The fighting spirit of the [-] army was united, and they could barely resist the coercion of the ancient Taoist master.

The cultivation base of this old man has reached at least the third Taoist path, and he has practiced for more than 10 years, and he is one of the few overlords in the world of immortality.

Guo Yi's fighting spirit boiled again, he saw Ji Youran's hand touched the hilt of the sword again, and knew that the eldest sister was going to be restless again, so he flew out first with the Burial Sky Sword in his hand, but at this moment He heard a familiar voice.

"Boom!"

All I saw was that the body of the ancient Taoist suddenly fell from the black stars, and fell straight to the ground, making a big hole.

Before an ancient Taoist master could make a move, he was knocked unconscious by a stick and fell from the sky. This scene was even scarier than Ji Youran's amazing sword art, which made all the [-] immortal soldiers gasp .

This time Guo Yi was not preempted by Ji Youran, but by Sisi.

Guo Yi was really angry, and said sharply: "Do you think it's fun? There are so many masters in the capital of the emperor, can you kill the Taoist master, can you kill the saint? Everyone is not going to get out of here, especially you Ji Youran, how do you act like that?" Boss, you can't understand the situation at all, if you don't leave, no one will be able to leave after the more powerful ones arrive."

Ji Youran held the iron sword with a look of air on her face, as if she couldn't hear Guo Yi's voice scolding her mother when she was angry.

Sisi pouted aggrievedly, and said, "We all want to stay and help you, we want to live together, we want to die together."

None of these people are fuel-efficient lamps, and they all have their own thoughts, so they won't change their determination just because of someone's words.

On the contrary, Xiao Changsheng was in great pain and said: "The capital of the emperor is a place where cultivators gather. With our strength, we can't compete with the empire of cultivating immortals headed by the Great Emperor of the Northern Wilderness. Master, the wind is rustling and the water is cold." , The strong man stays and the game is over. You can go on the road with peace of mind, and I will go back to the ancient Xuanyu Great World to ask my wife to avenge you, and then I will definitely slap the Northern Wilder Emperor twice."

Yan Luo sacrificed the bone ghost ship, and the land of thousands of miles was covered by ghosts. A ghastly gate of ghosts rose from the ground, and the yellow spring flowed through the gate of ghosts. Above Huangquan.

"Master, Changsheng will lead thousands of troops back to avenge you. Mistress is very good and powerful. She must be better than the Great Emperor of the Northern Wilderness. Don't worry!" Xiao Changsheng fled to the Nine Nether Ship, secretly determined to leave In the capital of the emperor, he returned to the ancient Xuanyu to move reinforcements.

"Remember what I said, three days later, live to report in Tianshuang City." Ji Youran gave Guo Yi a cold look, and then flew to the Nine Netherworld Ship.

Yan Luo stood at the bow of the boat, her body was shrouded in ghost mist, her beautiful eyes were the most dull, she didn't say anything, she didn't know what else to say.

On the contrary, Sisi is the most troublesome girl. Guo Yi can't even drag her away. She hugged Guo Yi's leg and refused to leave after death. In the end, Guo Yi took out the dragon's tendon and tied her up. , and then threw it into the Nine Netherworld Ship.

"Ji Youran, don't let me down, you must take them out properly, otherwise you are not worthy to be my eldest sister." Guo Yi directly called out her name, he was worried that Ji Youran, a militant, would take the lead and run back. trouble.

"boom!"

A blood cloud bloomed above the sky, turning the entire sky into blood, and a giant hand in the blood cloud stretched out holding a ten thousand zhang long sickle.

"No one can escape today." A roar came out.

Another extremely strong man made a move, wanting to use the bloody sickle to cut off the road to Jiuyou and leave everyone behind.

Guo Yi's heart turned cold, and he slapped the gate of ghosts to the ground with one palm, closing the gate of the nine secluded worlds, and then holding the sky-buying sword, he also pulled out a golden mang, and chopped the bloody sickle back with one sword.

"boom!"

The huge blood-colored sickle and the Burial Sky Sword collided, and a terrifying energy erupted immediately, blasting out a blood-colored qi lang, blowing the hundred thousand Immortal Dao soldiers back again and again, all the hunting flags were blown off, some All the war beasts were hit by the escaping air waves, bleeding profusely.

Ji Youran and others have already embarked on the road of Jiuyou, Guo Yi must stay here to buy more time for them.

"It was two times."

Among the blood-colored clouds, the long sickle stretched out again.

At this time, Guo Yi had no worries about the future, and planned to have a hearty battle. He swayed the wings of the dragon and rushed directly into the blood cloud. The earth-shattering sound was like the collision of sacred mountains.

In the blood cloud is a peerless Taoist master who is well-known among the older generation. He is a guest elder of the blood-clothed holy sect. He once dominated an era when he was young.

No one expected that Guo Yi's cultivation would be so terrifying, and he would be able to fight against the elder Ke Qing of the blood-clothed Holy Gate. This is beyond common sense. Is this still a younger generation of monks?

Above, the fighting spirit was rife, and the sword light was shining, and the starry sky was trembling with the terrifying sword lights. If it weren't for the protection of the forbidden formation, it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of miles would have been turned into ruins.

"Die!"

Guo Yi's roar came from the blood cloud, and the sixth sword art of Burying Heaven Sword was hit, and the sword cut through the sky, and the sword light blinded countless people's eyes. After the sixth sword art, he was almost invincible, beheading the elder Keqing who was in the blood-clothed holy gate.

Another peerless Taoist master has fallen!

The sword light disappeared, and a rain of blood poured down from the sky, as if the sky was weeping for the death of a strong man.

In the rain of blood, Guo Yizhuo stood still, holding a sword in his hand, like a fierce god born.