Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 1018
"Boom!"

The aftermath continued, the entire sky split apart, the earth turned into countless plates, the sky fell apart, and the end came.

shhhhhh!
After a complete explosion, countless figures scattered and shot out in different directions.

"leader!"

Hei Feng and others rushed out instantly, flew directly to Ling Xiaoyu, and caught his figure. Ling Xiaoyu had completely become a blood man at this moment, covered in blood, and there was no trace of blood on his face. His whole body was trembling. Feng and others catch it, I am afraid they will all fall down.

"Dragon tops the sky!"

Liang Wenyao, Pu Huaqing, Gudi and others were considered to be familiar with Long Dingtian, and they also flew up to catch that figure.

Long Dingtian was also uncomfortable. After being caught, he vomited blood wildly, and his breath became very messy. It was not much better than what he was on Wuying Peak more than a month ago. He was injured and had not fully recovered. Now Such a collision made the injury more serious.

"Master!" Mo Ziying and Chen Ou flew directly to Chu Xianghan with concerns on their faces.

Chu Xianghan's body was dilapidated, his clothes were a little torn, and shocking wounds were all over his body. Except for the battle for the emperor's appearance back then, he had never experienced such a tragedy before.

"Master Zilong."

Ding Qiuhua and others caught Zhao Zilong and his monster. At this moment, the ninth-level peak monster was covered with blood, and the runes on the tail had fallen off. The deep wound made people shudder.

Zhao Zilong was even more miserable. His snow-white clothes had already been stained red with blood, and his breath was already weak to the extreme. He was probably the one who was hurt the most.

He was already injured in the strong duel with Lou Yingshan before, but it is not bad that he still has breath in the duel with the top ten peak powerhouses.

Murong Hongshen's figure went to nowhere, but the dream didn't dissipate, at least he wasn't dead yet.

The rest of the people were also having a hard time. Lou Yingshan was already injured, and his condition at the moment was no different from that of Zhao Zilong. He was one of the most seriously injured.

Gui Jianchou spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, and most of the 36 Tiankui on the disc were destroyed, even if they still existed, they looked dilapidated, everyone had shocking scars on their bodies, and their breath was very weak.

The only one who was better was Shan Jingtian. Although he was also covered in blood, his complexion was much better, and his breath was considered the most stable.

But Dongfang Road and Xinyang Zhengqiu are not so easy.

The former was sneak attacked by Chu Xianghan and suppressed by Murong Hongshen. In this duel, he was definitely the most seriously injured. He fell directly to the ground and was supported by people with red flags. He kept shaking, as if he was about to let go at any time. go.

Xinyang Zhengqiu and Ling Xiaoyu were at the center of the storm, he staggered back and forth, fell to the ground with blood, and the blood stained his green robe red.

All ten people sat cross-legged, and took out extremely precious pills and began to heal their injuries.

For a while, the crowd around them became at a loss.

Peak duel, both losers?

"Qingming, kill them!" Shan Jingtian lay cross-legged on the ground, looking at Qingming and the others.

Ding Qiuhua, Jin Sanzi, Liang Wenyao and others protected several strong men behind them, even if they died in battle, they must protect the safety of these adults.

In the field, all the martial arts peak experts were seriously injured, and only Qing Ming still maintained his combat power. At this moment, Qing Ming's attitude seemed to be extremely critical.

"I really want to know, in what capacity is Shan Banner Lord ordering me?" Qing Ming's expression changed a little, and then he opened his mouth.

Shan Jingtian frowned, and said coldly, "What does Sect Master Qingming mean?"

Qingming smiled and said: "Of course I have no other meaning, but I don't know whether the Shan Banner is ordering me as the deputy banner owner of the inlaid red flag, or is he ordering me as the Titled Emperor?"

Shan Jingtian's eyes flashed, he snorted coldly, and said directly: "Just say what you want to say."

"Sure enough, I'm so happy, then I won't beat around the bush." ​​Qing Ming nodded, his eyes darkened, and said: "The matter of Qingxiao City, I think all the adults in the Wuhun Palace still remember it. To be honest, facing such a powerful Wuhundian, I don't have any bottoms in my heart."

Shan Jingtian interjected: "If Sect Master Qingming is worried about the attitude of Wuhun Hall, I can express my position now, and the past will be scattered with the wind, and no one will pursue it."

"Since that's the case, on behalf of the four sects, Qingming thanked Shan Banner first, but..."

Qing Ming first cupped his hands to express his gratitude, then changed the subject and said: "If we work hard for your lords, what good will it do?"

Shan Jingtian's eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "Qing Ming, do you want to sit on the ground and raise the price?"

Qing Ming shook his head and smiled: "Shan Banner's words are wrong. We are weak, and in this turbulent environment, we can only hug together to keep warm. You also know that heating is very expensive in cold weather, so Well……"

"What do you want?" Shan Jingtian waved his hand directly to interrupt Qingming's nonsense.

Qingming's expression became concentrated, and he said: "It's simple, Qingxiao City and Nanling City are almost abandoned, why don't we let us take care of it, and help Wuhun Palace to share the affairs of the Immortal Sword territory. I don't know what to do with a single banner?"

"Qing Ming, you want the entire Immortal Sword Territory!?" Shan Jingtian said coldly.

Qingxiao City and Nanling City are located at the junction of the Immortal Sword Territory and the Beidou Territory. If they are handed over to Qing Mingzong, coupled with the power of the Soul Palace in the Immortal Sword Territory, then the entire Immortal Sword Territory will become Qing Mingzong's world.

Qing Ming is not stupid, if he wants a certain picture of Wuhundian, his hope is slim. He has to be on guard against Wuhundian and the others to settle accounts after autumn, so he must firmly grasp the territory of the fairy sword and create an impenetrable soup.

"I would like to share the worries for the Wuhun Palace. I don't know what to do with a single banner?" Qing Ming's attitude was very low. When this matter got out, he was only doing things for the Wuhun Palace. It was difficult for the Wuhun Palace to find an excuse to retaliate. They, on the other hand, those who oppose the strong should also go to the Wuhundian for revenge.

Shan Jingtian snorted coldly, "Do you think I still have a choice?"

"In that case, I would like to thank Shan Banner Master." Qing Ming said happily, his eyes brightened.

Shan Jingtian said coldly: "Don't be in a hurry to thank, if you can't suppress the situation, this agreement is still invalid."

"It's natural."

Qing Ming nodded with a smile, and with a flick of his sleeve, a sharp sword appeared in his hand, and walked towards the injured strong men.

Everyone tensed up instantly, naturally surprised and delighted, and the ones who were delighted were naturally those from the Wuhundian side. Now the peak powerhouses are all seriously injured, and only Qingming maintains his combat power. The current situation is considered to be more than half won.

As long as Qing Ming can overwhelm everyone and win, it will belong to the Wuhundian side.

Moreover, how could Hei Feng and the others stop Qing Ming and the others?

"Xue Tianyuan, lead everyone away!" Hei Feng's eyes darkened, knowing that today's situation is more defeated than victorious, and he is already considering a way out.

Xue Tianyuan supported Ling Xiaoyu, and said in a deep voice: "This place is still in a dream, unless the Nightmare Emperor withdraws the power of the dream, how can we escape?"

Heifeng frowned, Murong Hongshen should also be seriously injured, but he failed to get rid of the dream, so there is only one explanation, that is, Mo Chen is not out of danger yet, he wants to use the dream to control everyone.

"Protect the leaders and the others!" Heifeng confessed, soaring directly into the sky, a burst of mad power suddenly bloomed, sweeping towards Qingming.

"Old Qingming, let's fight to the death!"

Qing Ming's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't panic, and didn't even look at Hei Feng more, and still stepped forward.

Suddenly there was a figure flickering in front of him, Zi Dian flew out, and the momentum of the sword continued to rise.

"The head of the seven evil spirits in purgatory, let me see how strong you are!"

"court death!"

Heifeng was furious, his killing intent and momentum soared at the same time, a three-inch dagger was suddenly thrown out, exuding a breathtaking cold light, and directly slashed at Zidian.

"boom!"

Zi Dian raised his hand to catch it, bursting out infinite sword intent, and the terrible impact came along the sword body, directly knocking him several meters away, and forcibly stabilizing his body.

As soon as a move collides, he knows that his strength is not as good as the opponent's, but there is no way out right now. Qingming Sect Master has already stated his position, and they have no choice. They must entangle these people. As long as Qingming kills the opponent's peak powerhouse, the battle situation It can be completely settled.

The Qingming Seven Swords looked at each other, and they all joined the battle.

"Tianxuan Transformation!"

Tianjizi, Liuli Wang and the others had no choice, they swooped out instantly and slashed towards Heifeng.

"Three consecutive slashes!"

"Subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!"

Ba Qianqiu, Liang Wenyao, and Jin Sanzi rushed out almost at the same time and met these strong men.

"kill!"

The people in Wuhundian burst out with endless killing intent, killing quickly, and now they have an absolute advantage, naturally their fighting spirit is high.

Shi Tiancheng and others dispatched one after another to meet the army.

Ding Qiuhua did not move, he stood in front of several titled emperors to protect these strong men.

Qingming made up his mind, and naturally broke out with all his strength. Under Qingming's sword art, blood radiated into the sky, killing every step, no one could stop him, and soon came to Ding Qiuhua and the others.

"You guys can't stop me." Qing Ming looked at Ding Qiuhua and the others proudly with absolute confidence on his calm face.

The corner of Ding Qiuhua's mouth raised, and he said calmly: "If you don't try, how will you know."

Qing Ming nodded slightly, and said coldly: "In that case, I will give you a death sentence!"

He raised his hand slowly, and the long sword in his hand began to sing and tremble, and a faint sword light rose from the sword, exuding a sharp sword intent.

The sword light flows, extending like a stream, spreading in all directions.

Even in the dream, there is still a terrifying force of rules coming together, and the sword light gradually deepens, as if it is real.

Ding Qiuhua, Xue Tianyuan, and the ninth-level Emperor Zun warriors all stared at each other. After looking at each other, they all flashed a look of determination, and began to increase their vitality, and the terrifying fluctuations rose wildly.

"Qing Ming Sword Art!"

With a serious expression on his face, Qing Ming raised the sword in his hand and dropped it, the extremely sharp sword qi pierced down, with a destructive momentum, unimpeded all the way, directly slashed out.

"Break it for me!"

Xue Tianyuan and Ding Qiuhua roared at the same time, and countless terrifying attacks rose against the sky.

Xi Qianyan and other weaker people stood behind them one after another, becoming the last defense of the extremely strong, and also began to frantically increase their momentum, and thousands of attacks followed.

"Boom!"

There was a shocking sound like thunder from the nine heavens, and the power of the Qingming Sword Art was infinite. Even Ding Qiuhua, who had reached the late stage of the Ninth Layer, was hard to resist. Their attacks were broken layer by layer, and they could not block the power of that sword at all!
The attacks all over the sky are rapidly shattering, a single sword art is unstoppable, and it is constantly crushed down with the power of destruction. It can break through Ding Qiuhua's attack and defense at any time, and kill them all directly.

The situation seems very critical!
Yin Yanchao and the others in the distance didn't make a move at the moment. Seeing this scene, their eyes sank to the extreme, Qing Ming, can he really do it?

(End of this chapter)