Among the nine people, the verdict and trial claimed to be Taikoomen’s two heroes repairing the buried sword, and the elders buried the sword and others were the lowest among the four immortals, and they were among the strongest among the immortals.
Chapter one hundred and seventy-two The confrontation between good and evil
The punishment elders are in charge of the Taikoo Gate, and the punishment is better than the ruling and trial, but they are defeated by the feathering elders.
In purgatory, temperament, mystery and other elders are practicing mystery, and I don’t know which realm the fairy has reached.
The strength of the nine elders is a destructive sectarian force.
How dare you say that Jin Xian can’t compete?
The fighting spirit of the two men was very strong. When they saw the evil spirits attacking the city, their fighting spirit suddenly increased. The elder buried the sword and wielded seven swords. The elder left the fighting knife with him and waved it for the first time.
As soon as the sword comes out, thousands of evil spirits suddenly fall into the light of the sword!
The late masters of the two immortals made moves, but there were evil spirits desperate to fight back!
For this reason, the number of swords buried by the elder is cold, and the fairy sword in his hand is flying and turning. He has amazing tricks and thousands of swords are cut out. The diplomatic mistakes of the elder buried in the four directions form a ten-layer sword curtain, and all evil spirits will be cut out in the future.
Elder Juedao also showed no weakness when he saw the buried sword. Elder Juedao launched a fierce attack. Elder Juedao’s knife tactic was put to good use. The whole person held the blade in both hands, and the huge combat knife was gathered. The knife was cold, its light was shining, and it extended for thousands of feet, waving thousands of knives, and it flew into the sky like a million beams of light, illuminating the clouds, the sky and the earth with blood.
"Damn the core elders of Taikoomen!"
The leader is a magic major in Alcatraz, but it’s just a fairy realm. If you don’t fight, you will die. The magic flame of the magic master suddenly turns into a magic cloud and sweeps through.
The melody elder is a female practitioner who smiled coldly when he saw it. Before the demon master approached, he saw that the melody elder just raised his hand and made a bamboo flute sound. When the magic cloud moved forward, it was shocked and the magic gas dissipated and turned into dust.
The face of the elder who buried the sword changed slightly and sighed with emotion, "It’s a clever breath of Lingxu that kills by sound, but the melody is one step ahead of me-"
Elder Juedao is also quite sorry that he buried the sword. Since Du Jie, the two of them have been practicing to the peak of silence for a long time. When they saw that the elders of temperament at first hand were ling Xu’s strength, could they not help feeling?
This time, there were not many masters of Kyushu League in the ancient city, that is, many masters had already evacuated to the Kyushu League general altar, so the attackers were led by a demon Lord.
After the nine elders were on a roll to wipe out the evil spirits near the ancient city, they also cut off several figures in Yongzhou, and the monks in Xuanzhen realm slaughtered ten masters in the early days of immortals. Even a demon handsome in Du Jie realm in the demon domain was also in the hands of the elders in death purgatory.
Such a fierce flank can be described as whispers’s instantaneous breaking the balance of Yongzhou. This time, Mu Jia closed his master for some reasons, and sent a sword fairy to rescue Mu Qian Xue. The situation in Yongzhou was so messy.
However, the appearance of the nine elders of Taikoomen easily wiped out the evil spirits in Yongzhou, and the immortal master of the evil spirits in most of China was also killed after hearing the news.
The nine elders’ cultivation is the lowest state of silence. dzogchen, such as burying a sword, has a unique skill. Most of the remaining people are ling Xu level. What’s worse, the feathered elders are already half a step. Jin Xianxiu has stayed at the peak of robbery for thousands of years!
It’s only a matter of time before the evil spirits in Yongzhou are wiped out by so many people.
Besides, Alcatraz in the evil world.
The weather here is gloomy all the year round, and the magic gas permeates Taigumen’s three mountains and twelve peaks, but there are some similarities, and there is almost no sun or moon.
The so-called Alcatraz Island is a special place, where the clouds and the sky are somewhat different. Although it is in the middle boundary, the foundation of the earth is somewhat offset from the middle boundary, just like a hanging giant island, it exudes amazing magic.
There are three mountains and twelve peaks in Taikoo Gate, and Alcatraz Island also has nine realms of magic. In other words, there are nine floors of Alcatraz Island, and the distribution of masters on each floor is a symbol of the practice of magic masters.
Each layer is restricted by the concentration of magic gas, and the properties of magic gas at different levels are very different
If you reach the highest level, you will have a feeling that you can hold the sun, the moon and the sky in your hands.
In the highest magic light hell, there stands an eerie castle, which is as horrible and powerful as Senluo Hell.
There are no torches or candlelight in the main hall of the old castle, but the magic light of the exquisite crystal lampstand illuminates the whole hall brightly.
There is a man sitting on the throne, or a demon sitting on it.
This man has a huge figure and a magic armor. His hair is black and some people are different.
It’s only the cold magic gas all over the body that gives off a shocking threat. It’s more frightening than saying that this person is a demon!
However, in addition to this magic, there is more than one person in this hall, and those powerful smells seem to be in a closed state, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
"Swire door core elders? Hum-"
The male cold hum suddenly looked up and clearly saw his face. This male face is still handsome and youthful. At the same time, it shows a sense of vicissitudes of thousands of years. A strange scar on the right cheek of the male makes the vicissitudes of life even more cold and cold.
A magic light appeared in front of the right-handed man, tearing a crack. A magic gas knife slowly suspended the poor magic gas and evolved several magic shadows to haunt this knife.
"Buried sword, unique skill, once you and I cut it, this time haha-"
The man’s right hand grabbed the overbearing magic sword breath and could not match the man’s powerful power and was easily grasped by him.
The magic gas gathers vertically and horizontally in that magic armor. If you look closely, each magic armor scale is scored by a spell, but it is difficult for ordinary people to see it.
Male slightly lower the head line of sight as running through the two worlds seems to observe the changes in the world.
The instant man seems to find the surprise in his prey’s eyes, and then he turns angry. The emotional contrast of his face makes people unable to see through this person.
"Look at today and see how many people these nine elders can live!"
Male cold hum a magic knife and hold his hand in the whole body. When the black light flashes, it will disappear with ten thousand stars in the magic light.
Chapter one hundred and seventy-three Mundus residual day
As soon as the nine elders of Jieyongzhou pass by, they will be killed as if they were in a human environment, which makes Mu Qianxue’s heart so happy that nine masters are worth thousands of fairy monks.
When the nine people continued to move forward to sweep the eastern border of Yongzhou, Elder Yuhua suddenly looked up and stared at the invisible black light in the sky. Suddenly, he shouted, "Thousands of snow quickly retreated thousands of miles away and returned to the main city of Mujia in Yongzhou. Don’t look back when it happened!"
As soon as the feathered elder took a bite of Muqian Snow, it was one leng. Then her horse realized that there was a strong enemy approaching, and without hesitation, she took the royal sword and broke out with the real force, and drove off at the fastest speed towards the main city of Yongzhou.
Mu Qianxue knows that the feathering elders are so horrified that the enemy must repair themselves. Not only will it not help, but even the fighting waves may destroy themselves!