At this moment, endless black power emerged from Lingxia and Zang Jiansheng's bodies. This power was more domineering than the devil's energy.

This black power is very similar to the heaven and earth energy such as fairy energy and demonic energy, but this power is only related to the sword. This power seems to contain the original intention of the sword, and every strand is a peerless sword.

At this time, the two of them were completely enveloped by the power of the sword, but there were still some differences between them.

The black power of Hidden Swordsman develops towards the gray color, and its power is more domineering and full of the breath of death. This breath is completely different from the breath of death, it is pure death and annihilation.

Lingxia is different from Zang Jiansheng. Her power has begun to fade away from its original black color and gradually develop towards purple. This is a force full of vigorous and upward power, and there is vitality brewing in every breath.

Although Zang Jiansheng and Ling Xia both practiced the Eternal Silent World Swordsmanship, their training directions had begun to diverge.

We can’t say who is going in the right direction and who is in the wrong direction, I can only say that they are all beginning to move towards the essence of the sword.

They opened their eyes again and looked at each other. Now their minds were clear and they no longer needed to rely on lost memories to maintain their innocence.

From now on, they are just themselves.

"Brother!"

"Junior sister!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. The long sword in their hands floated in front of them, and then the tip of the sword pointed at Zhibaixian.

Suddenly, Zhi Baixian felt a sense of panic in his heart. He had not felt this way for a long time.

Suddenly, the two swords in front of them spun, and then approached each other, attracting each other like lovers. Suddenly the two swords merged, with a 'swipe' sound, the vast sword intention appeared, and the only one left between heaven and earth

Sword, the only sword.

"What a terrifying sword intent!" Zhi Baixian was shocked and stared at the sword. From the fleeting light of the sword, he seemed to see him dying under the sword.

"I can't die!" Zhibaixian roared in his heart, and the ghost energy in his body overflowed, wrapping his body and even his head was hidden in it.

"You all must die!" Zhibaixian's head emerged from the thick ghost aura. His head turned into a beast shape, and it was hard to tell what kind of monster it was. However, there were red marks on its head and forehead.

The hair exudes an extremely rancid ghost aura.

When grandma was sad, she glanced at Zhibaixian's form and exclaimed: "Immortal corpse! He turned out to be the ghost of the fallen immortal."

Even grandma was a little frightened now.

Some people had previously speculated that these ghost fairies were fallen immortals who gave birth to ghost fairies transformed from spiritual wisdom, but after all, it had not been confirmed and could not be counted. But now that she saw it with her own eyes, her heart sank to the bottom of her heart.

Real immortals are immortal beings. They are super ruthless characters who are said to last forever. Even if the world is destroyed, they will not be destroyed. What is certain is that these immortals may not have really died. Maybe they have been injured and secretly accumulated energy, trying to

Resurrection again.

"No wonder the ancestor said that a catastrophe is coming. I didn't believe it before. But looking at this situation, it may be true." Grandma's face was full of bitterness, and she was a little worried about gains and losses.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said to herself: "The ancestors said there is still a glimmer of hope... what could it be?"

She chewed carefully what her ancestor had said.

At this moment, Lingxia and the Eternal Silent World Swordsmanship performed by Zang Jiansheng finally activated, and the long black sword passed through the night sky and pierced into the corpse-yellow ghost aura.

‘Creak’, the long sword seemed to have encountered great resistance, and the Dark Sword advanced slowly.

"Let's try our best!" Lingxia, Zang Jiansheng's two fingers came together and suddenly moved forward, and the black long sword also moved forward. With every step forward, the black long sword would move forward slightly, stabbing deeper.

Into the yellow ghost atmosphere.

Although they let the black long sword pierce Zhibaixian's body fiercely, Zhibaixian's power was also transmitted back through the long sword, destroying his body.

Zang Jiansheng turned around and saw a wisp of bright red blood flowing out of the corner of Lingxia's mouth, and his condition was the same in Lingxia's eyes.

"Your swordsmanship is very domineering, but if you want to kill me, your strength is more than a thousand times different." Suddenly, ghost energy surged, one wave after another, forcing the black sword back.

Then the ghost energy surged again, and the powerful force instantly shattered the black sword into pieces and fell to the ground.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Two screams sounded at the same time. Lingxia and Zang Jiansheng's bodies suddenly retreated, and then fell straight to the ground, their bodies motionless.

Grandma held A Ling's body and came to Lingxia and Zang Jiansheng. She saw that their faces were covered with blood, dripping down. Grandma was startled and hurriedly checked and found that they still had weak pulses.

That's when I felt relieved.

"My child...thank you very much," my mother said with emotion.

Although Lingxia and Zang Jiansheng did not save her and her clan members, they had tried their best after all, so it was appropriate to say thank you.

"We can't escape, you...do you know what to do?" Grandma's face suddenly became determined.

"I know!" The remaining members of the Wufeng Clan said in unison.

There was a smile on grandma's face, but it was very bitter.

He didn't want these children to die, but the enemy was too powerful, and they couldn't escape even if they tried their best.

'brush!'

'brush!'

'brush!'

All were the sounds of swords being drawn.

I saw them pulling out a dagger from their waists and putting it on their necks. Their faces showed expressions of perseverance, determination or sadness, but none of them put down their daggers.

"Ama! We went..." A member of the Wufeng tribe said sadly, with a deep blood mark on his neck.

He is going to die soon.

Seeing the actions of these children, grandma also pulled out her own dagger and wanted to kill herself by slitting her neck.

Zhibaixian looked at the scene indifferently, without any expression.

'Boom!', at this moment, an unstoppable evil spirit burst out from Ye Meng's body. The powerful black evil energy circulated endlessly, forming a powerful wind that blew the people of the Wufeng clan to this and that direction, and the daggers also dropped.

Fall to the ground.

"Devil Qi? It turned out to be demon Qi!" Zhibaixian's face showed a hint of surprise, but it was quickly enveloped in ecstasy.

He also wants to cultivate into a demon!

Demons are great and incredible beings.

"You also want to cultivate into a demon?" Ye Meng opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and a divine light suddenly appeared. At the same time, a ghost's soul appeared next to him.

"Heavenly Demon! You actually conquered the Heavenly Demon! You actually dare to conquer the Heavenly Demon! You actually have a way to conquer the Heavenly Demon! Okay, very good!" Zhibaixian's expression was even more surprised.

Ye Meng hooked his hands, shook his head, and said, "Then I'll subdue you too!" The dark black light appeared on Ye Meng's fingertips, and the power of the Heavenly Demon flashed, heading straight towards Zhibaixian.

"You want to conquer me even with your little strength? You are wishful thinking!" Zhibaixian's yellow ghost energy surged crazily, reaching a height of a hundred feet, and was extremely ferocious. However, the power of the Yutian Demon was even more weird, domineering, and cruel, even more powerful than the ghost energy.

Then, it instantly invaded the ghost energy.

"Ah! How could there be such a weird power in this world? Damn it!" Zhibaixian was angry. He had never encountered such humiliation, and he was a guy with such a low cultivation level.

"Explode!" Ye Meng roared, and the power of Yu Tianmo was like a bomb exploding, causing the thick ghost energy to surge and dissipate a lot.

"Damn it! Zhibaixian cursed again, "Let's see if I don't kill you!"

"It's a pity that my level is too low. Although the power of Yu Tianmo can restrain the ghosts and immortals, it can only contain them. I am powerless to control the ghosts and immortals like this one in front of me!" Ye Meng groaned to himself in a low voice,

He was also helpless.

Zhibaixian is a ghost fairy derived from the immortal corpse. It is extremely rare to be able to restrain the ghost fairy. Wanting to kill Zhibaixian is a bit wishful thinking.

Looking at the many ghosts and Zhibaixian swooping in, my mother, who had just raised a little hope, was disappointed again. Although she was not afraid of death, she hoped that those children could live. They were all still so young, and the future should be bright.

bright.

It seems that her wish cannot be realized.

Just when grandma was in despair, she felt a warmth in her body, and Zhibaixian, who was carrying infinite ghost energy, quickly stopped and retreated quickly.

He felt in great danger.

In front of his eyes, three beads emitting golden light appeared in Ye Meng's hand. Each beads was as warm as jade. He could faintly see the shadow of an enlightened monk, sitting cross-legged, his tongue glowing like a lotus flower, chanting

Reciting the supreme Buddhist scriptures.

"What kind of cultivation method is it at this time? My ghost energy can't bear the irradiation of this kind of power." Zhibaixian can clearly feel that his ghost energy is constantly reducing and melting.

This situation frightened him.

"Zhibaixian, do you want to fight again?" Ye Meng smiled broadly. But in Zhibaixian's eyes, this smile was mockery and a great provocation.

"Should we take action?" Zhibaixian narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about how powerful this Buddhist bead was.

"Zhibai Xian, do you know what this is? It is the power of compassionate Buddhism and has special magical effects on ghosts like you."

"Really? I don't believe it!"

"You can give it a try. If I fight these three beads, I will have no problem killing you!" Ye Meng said confidently.

Although he was very confident on the surface, he was also a little weak in his heart because he had no idea what realm Dao Yan was in, let alone whether the three Buddhist beads given by Dao Yan could intimidate Zhibai Xian.

He took it out and used it as a living horse doctor, hoping that he could calm it down!

Knowing that Bai Xian's expression was changing, he still thought it would be better not to take action for the time being. He didn't want to be annihilated again.

"I will definitely kill you one day!" After saying these cruel words, Zhibaixian drove away with ghost energy. Those ghosts also fled in all directions because the Buddhist beads restrained them too much.

Before Zhibai Xian had gone far, a cold voice sounded, "You hurt my clan members, and you just want to leave calmly?" I saw a fairy bell shrouded down, and it was directly buckled on Zhibai Xian's body,

Make him unable to move.

However, everyone still underestimated Zhi Baixian's strength. A soaring evil spirit rose into the sky, and he actually knocked away the powerful fairy bell and left smoothly.

At this time, a spirited old man walked out of the night sky with a fairy bell on his head, suppressing all directions.

He is none other than Hun Dian, the ancestor of the Wufeng Clan.

"Ancestor, the eldest lady... is dead, you have to save him!" When grandma saw Hun Dian, she screamed desperately as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do!" Hundian sighed.
Chapter completed!