Stubborn Swordsman

A Demon Lord, whose body is 5000 meters high, is astounding in the sky, and all the spiritual things in the surrounding area are dead and turned into nutrients, and beside him, the vegetation and land are turned into dust, and the giant eyes of the monster's face are like a deep pool. , it can disturb the mind and shake the soul.

But Li Haoran is different, wearing white clothes soaring above the sky, without emitting any breath, he has the power of heaven and earth, motionless like a mountain, moving like thunder.

Looking at this frightening Demon Lord, Li Haoran had doubts in his heart, his skills were a bit like robbery, there must be something wrong with the demon skills this day!

"Death, death..." the demon lord roared angrily, the sound was like hell, black flames filled the sky, and the palm struck, its speed was as fast as an electric switch, and it was in front of Li Haoran in an instant.

Wherever the magic hand goes, it devours the spiritual energy of all things, and its aura rises step by step, and finally has the power of incarnation in the later stage.

In an instant, Li Haoran slashed out the seven-seven-forty-nine swords, the Big Dipper and the Seven-Star Sword, reverse slashing for merit, and straight slashing for defense. The intersection of the two caused vibrations in space.

But the demon king is made of the black magic flame, which grows in the extremely cold place, but it is the magic fire, compatible with ice and fire, its power is immeasurable, it can freeze the spiritual power!

Although Li Haoran's sword power is strong, this kind of sky-defying fire can be described as ancient, and it slowly retreats under its might.

As soon as the magic flame entered the body, the spiritual power in the body rushed and drained rapidly, but Li Haoran's body was like an ice sculpture.

Li Haoran yelled, and used his sword thoughts to wipe out the breath of fire in his body, thinking that this fire is so powerful!

Li Haoran's figure looked a bit embarrassed at this time, but his power was stronger. He stared at the huge phantom and said, "This fire is not bad, I want it!"

The Mozun seemed to hear Li Haoran's wild words, and his body soared to [-] meters, and his aura had already reached the sixth level of Huashen, which was extremely terrifying.

Li Haoran moved, his figure was like a ghost, he took one step back, two steps, three steps... he didn't stop until the ninth step, and when he saw the path he was walking, there were 81 afterimages, each with different expressions, like real person!

Step nine returns to one, this is the way of immortal law, it is the skill and Taoism created by the immortal, it is called immortal law, only 81 afterimages of it appear at the same time, one sword cuts down, the 81 swords are like a mountain torrent, Beyond heaven and earth.

The 81-meter-long Demon Lord spewed out a mouthful of extreme ice flames, and [-] afterimages disappeared instantly. However, the power of the sword was still there, and Li Haoran struck with all his strength, and the sword fell on him, directly beheading the Demon Lord by eight points , only a thousand meters left.

The demon's body was seriously injured, and its breath kept falling. Then he opened his demon's mouth and said angrily, "Li Haoran! I want you to die without a whole body, use your soul to form an array, and enter the land of eternal doom! Give it to me!"

His words seemed to have a spirit, like an order, even the world in this area obeyed faintly, not daring to give birth to any intention of disobedience.If ordinary people are here, I'm afraid they will be in a state of ecstasy, obediently waiting for death.

Fen Tianren's calculation was good, he wanted to use his magic thoughts to influence Li Haoran, but unfortunately it was useless at all, it was ridiculous to want Li Haoran to be captured without a fight with mere words.

Even if the Immortal Emperor is here, Li Haoran will not shake his heart at all because of his few words.

"Noisy, so much nonsense, wait for me to kill you, let this place be peaceful!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, when you die, catch your soul refining magic formation, and see if your mouth is as tough as you!"

I saw the Demon Venerable exhale a black breath towards the sky, and it slowly spread. The surrounding area is as dark as ink, without a trace of light, but there is a pair of eyes in it, which must be darker and deeper, and a demonic wind blows. Then act.

His figure was like the wind, which people couldn't catch with their eyes. The black flame mixed with the breath of extreme ice, came to Li Haoran in one breath!

Since you can't see it, don't use your eyes, but use your heart!

Li Haoran's eyes are tightly closed, but his mind's eyes are farther away, wider and clearer!

Pull out the wooden sword, cut it with one sword, kill the immortal with the five elements sword, and kill the soul with the second sword!No matter how powerful your mana is, no matter how strong your soul is, your sword must be heavy. This is the power of cause and effect, and it is inevitable!Everything in the world cannot escape this punishment.

A sword shadow appeared in the space, a hundred feet long, it seemed invisible, but it was real, and the spirit of the sword was three thousand miles away!

When the sword was drawn, Li Haoran opened his eyes, and the scenery in front of him fell into darkness in an instant, without a trace of emotional nostalgia, like a ruthless adjudicator, who only wanted to destroy everything.

The giant shadow of the demon king collapsed under this sword, and the body of more than a thousand meters dissipated instantly. At this time, the surroundings also gradually became radiant, and the demon breath finally dissipated.

At this time, a finger-like black shadow quickly escaped, but how could it escape Li Haoran's mind, the ghostly steps pulled into the distance in an instant.

As soon as he pointed it out, his black shadow was imprisoned in the sword thought, and if he moved a little, it would be wiped out.

Li Haoran walked slowly after that, the black shadow was Fen Tian's soul, he wanted to escape, but unfortunately Li Haoran had the sword sealing mind skill and was captured on the spot.

"Don't, don't kill me, please, I will give you the exercises, magic weapons, elixirs, spirit stones, and the flames, please let me live, I must believe that I am more valuable than dead " Fen Tian said in a trembling voice, now he is at the end of his rope, his last hope of turning things around has been extinguished, and it is impossible for him to resist Li Haoran anymore.

"That's right, whether it's an enemy or an opponent, living things are naturally more effective than dead things."

When Li Haoran said these words, Fen Tian was instantly relieved that it would be great if he could save his life, but then Li Haoran said again: "But I think you are very upset, so..."

Fen Tian was shocked, just when he was about to speak, his soul was invaded in an instant, he lost his senses, and fell here.

After searching Fen Tian's soul and destroying his memory, a trace of blood flowed out from Li Haoran's mouth. This battle can be said to be extremely injured, but at least he finally won.

Then he came to Jing Guiquan's corpse, his body was covered in flames, he used one hand to force the flame out, and trapped it with his sword thoughts.

"This fire is a bit weird. Even I haven't seen its clues. It must be the fire. Put it into the Star Reversing Tower first, and then refine it after I recover."

After putting away the strange fire, Li Haoran looked at Jing Guiquan's body, and then buried him.

A monk is accompanied by life and death all the way, and he will perish if he is not careful. It is normal to die in a foreign land.

If someone has a good burial and brings his body or ashes back to his hometown, that is the best destination.

Just like a battlefield, the greatest happiness is to fight the handsome soldiers in blood and bring back the corpses of the dead, so that they can have a good burial. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesickness is broken, and only the blood stains the ink and cries in the tomb.

Thinking of this, Li Haoran's eyes were a little blurred, they were no longer those ruthless eyes, and his originally detached state of mind sublimated again.

After returning to the foot of Jingshan Mountain, they heard shouts: "You demon-breaking formation, I will kill you."

Lei Ling gathered all his strength to destroy the ancient blood-stained formation, the surrounding magic lines were dim, and there was no more spiritual power to speak of.

However, Lei Ling turned his head and saw Li Haoran, and then he laughed and said: "Brother, you are so powerful, you actually wiped out that troll by yourself, I admire you, I admire you."

Yes, Lei Ling is the righteousness of heaven and earth, and he specializes in restraining evil things. He could get out of trouble early, but when he saw the ten thousand meter ghost, he was a little scared, and he didn't dare to go out here until the terrifying aura just disappeared. , it dared to come out and take a look.

Li Haoran was speechless for a moment, this Lei Ling was such a waste, he originally wanted it to be a thug, but in the end he dared not go out here.

But then he thought about it, the ancient blood-stained formation was a greater threat to him, if he was trapped, he would not be able to escape as easily as Lei Ling, so it might have played a role.

But it should be punished!If this happens again next time, he will definitely be cheated!

"Well, it's good to have you, otherwise we would have to use many means to eliminate this demon, and you did a good job," Li Haoran said with a slight smile, and there was still some tenderness in his words.

It's just that these words fell in his ears, Lei Ling shuddered, feeling that he was being watched by a more frightening devil, and immediately began to flatter Li Haoran and flatter him.

At this time, there are hundreds of monks outside the Pure Land Sect, all of whom are above the late Rongling stage, but there are also dozens of Pimai, but they are imprisoned here one after another.

These pulse openings are pure land sect monks, because their cultivation level is not enough, they still do some other experiences to improve their state of mind, but they were caught by hundreds of people from the chaotic world sect, but they did not hurt their lives.

Just imagine dozens of Nascent Soul monsters, and Huashen Daxiu, how can they put down their bodies and attack some juniors, even if the two sects of the Pure Land and Troubled Times are not in harmony, it has nothing to do with them.

At this time, an old monster of Yuanying stood up, walked to the troubled times suzerain Huang Daoqian, clasped his fists and saluted: "Sect master, look at this Pure Land sect, are we..."

Not only him, more than half of the monks showed embarrassment, because standing several kilometers away from the Pure Land School, they could feel a wave of demonic breath, which was so terrifying that even Huang Daoqian felt a little uneasy in his heart, let alone others. up.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? If they had such a monster, our Chaotic Shizong would have been destroyed several times. Even if we don't die now, we will be doomed in the future. Aren't we here just to fight for our lives? Why are we so afraid now?"

Huang Daoqian's words fell into everyone's ears, with a hint of Taoism, dispelling the darkness in everyone's hearts and arousing their fighting spirit.

Huang Daoqian looked at everyone like this, and immediately said: "Elder and disciples, come with me, for your family, for your sect!"

Everyone was full of fighting spirit, and they all adjusted their aura to the highest level, ready to rush in.

Hundreds of people from the Chaotic Sect came to the Pure Land Sect, and their breath was instantly disturbed. The scene in front of them was like a sham, five of the nine peaks collapsed, and more than half of the three were eliminated, and only one mountain was still intact.

But in this Pure Land Sect, it is like a dead place, everything is exhausted, hostility is soaring to the sky, and resentment is eternal.

At this time, several masters in the later stage of Rongling couldn't hold on, and were taken into the heart by the strong resentment here, and their expressions were chaotic!

Huang Daoqian immediately erected a barrier to prevent everyone from being invaded by resentment and breeding demons.

"Look, suzerain! What is that! Such a strong momentum!" An old Nascent Soul monster said this, and everyone looked up, only to see a huge purple shadow with a length of [-] meters on the mountain peak, very It's appalling!

"This is actually a thunder spirit! A god-turning thunder spirit! How can there be such a thing here?" Huang Daoqian was puzzled, how could there be such a righteous thing in this place?

"Look, suzerain, there seems to be a figure next to Lei Ling, it seems to be Senior Li!" Fen Gui said in surprise.

Huang Daoqian saw that there really was a person standing on the high mountain, like a celestial being, just such a glance made him feel inferior.