The whisper at the corner of his mouth seemed to have opened the seal of something.
The next breath, the black sword body glowed with scarlet blood.
There is a wind blowing in the small courtyard.
The coolness came, and the cold wind blew, and later it turned into a strong wind and rain.
The extremely surging sword energy began to penetrate everyone's internal organs.
It feels like a fish being abandoned on a dry desert, without any moisture, and will evaporate in an instant.
Different from other people's touch, it was a completely different change in Li Moran's eyes.
Between heaven and earth, twilight falls, as if it turns into night in an instant.
Under her feet, all the surrounding scenery was shrouded in extreme black.
silence.
Like a dark area.
The whole world seemed to be far away from her.
Li Moran's pupils began to shrink, all the disdain in his eyes disappeared, and the words he was about to say were swallowed back into his stomach again.
The tall woman quietly felt the aura emanating from the darkness not far away.
That's the smell of death.
As a result, her face became extremely solemn and her lips were a little dry.
"Which ancient evil sword is this?"
"How could it obey this guy's will?"
...
As if to respond to her thoughts.
A creepy wailing sound came from the chaotic darkness.
It was as if the stars in the sky were falling, like a raging fire setting off a prairie fire.
Disgusting ancient corpses crawled out of the darkness from all directions.
The dark wind rises again and gathers into shape.
Looking vaguely, they are the few remaining beasts from the ancient times.
All kinds of ancient strange beasts that were powerful in the ancient times appeared one by one.
Those are the endless wronged souls who were killed by this sword thousands of years ago.
The overwhelming anger completely erupted from the darkness at this moment.
The auras of many gods and demons permeate the heaven and earth, vast and distant for eternity.
Remains of ancient corpses from all directions slowly crawled towards the woman, while ancient beasts roared from behind.
Facing this scene, Li Moran had a look of disbelief and shock on his face.
She finally knew where this ancient sword and spiritual treasure came from.
It is said that in ancient times, there were immortals who cast it with the essence and blood of the three races of humans, demons and demons.
sword name
Punish the sky.
But the ancient sword Zhutian is now the property of Dao Yan, the head of the Dao Sect, so why is it in Su Mo's hands?
...
The surging sword intent came out violently, and a pure white light faintly radiated from Li Moran's body, like an immortal.
"Can the resentment of the remaining souls from ten thousand years ago be able to withstand me?"
Li Moran shouted loudly, his expression as decisive and fierce as the autumn wind cutting fallen leaves.
She couldn't bear it any longer and finally took action.
The violent sword energy turned into countless silver-white strings and whipped out, strangely and domineeringly, destroying the ancient corpses and giant statues.
"You dare to drive such a violent spirit over and over again without the slightest bit of cultivation. I'll see when you're asking for trouble and it will come back to bite you!"
The female Sword Immortal strode forward, her sword intent resisting the violence around her.
Within a radius of ten feet, nothing can come close.
No one can stop it.
Suddenly.
All those wails and roars disappeared, replaced by endless silence.
Yellow flying sand turned into a river from a distance and flew in, circling around and casting a faint golden light.
Those golden light spots kept merging and scattering, eventually forming portraits with different postures.
This time, the sky was filled with immortals and Buddhas singing.
Every character and every syllable spit out from their mouths turned into extremely complex Sanskrit words, which then gathered into the sky and connected into giant golden nets.
Skynet is restored.
Thousands of immortals and Buddhas suppressed them together.
The tall woman's expression did not change, and with a flash of light in her hand, she held a snow-white horizontal knife in her right hand.
"I don't care about all the gods and Buddhas, go to hell!"
A cold voice came.
In the darkness, a light as thick as a mountain peak rose into the sky, like thunder.
Crack!
A gap slowly opened in the middle of the giant golden net from top to bottom.
The endless night sky seemed to have been cut open, and a faint light shone in.
The light is like a curtain, warm and comfortable.
A smile finally appeared at the corner of Li Moran's mouth.
In her opinion, she has broken through the sky, and all that is left is to return to the world again.
Leaving here means the end.
The next moment.
The female sword fairy turned into a sword, rose into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
The immortals and Buddhas looked at the figure of the woman, without any movement, but quietly stopped murmuring, with a vague sense of pity in their eyes.
The breeze blows, and everything in the darkness disappears.
The three realms have all returned to chaos.
...
The female sword fairy flew forward quickly.
The light is just ahead, becoming more and more dazzling, even burning.
It's clearly right in front of us, but...why hasn't it arrived yet?
The joyful expression on Li Moran's face gradually disappeared, and his face was blank.
She stopped and looked back subconsciously, seeing that there was no way out behind her.
Various statues of gods appeared in the air.
There are flying fairies in the colorful murals, Shura in the endless tombstones, and Yama in the ten palaces of chaos, and the flags in his hands are full of endless resentful ghosts.
The fairy world, the human world, and the underworld.
Totally revealed.
Li Moran couldn't suppress the fear that had not appeared in hundreds of years. A fierce light appeared on his face and he roared: "You are pretending to be a ghost, get out of here."
There is light ahead.
The darkness dissipated, and a figure walked out of the light, but his face could not be seen clearly.
There is an ancient sword floating next to the man,
Li Moran waved his sleeves and said in a cold voice: "Su Mo, you think you can stop me like this!"
"The ninth level of the Netherworld, I can only drag you to the sixth level."
Su Mo looked at her and said, "You came to me on your own, how can you stop me?"
Li Moran was stunned for a moment, and a moment later, a cold sweat spread all over his body.
She looked around, but it was empty, without any breath of life.
She asked in a trembling voice: "How heavy is this place?"
Su Mo replied: "Of course it's the ninth level."
Li Moran's expression suddenly changed.
In an instant.
The female sword fairy fell towards the distance without any nostalgia.
Su Mo shook his head slightly and sighed: "It's too late."
Countless bee pupae of black energy from heaven and earth came and wrapped around Li Moran's whole body.
Netherworld Nine Heavens.
There is no return, there is death but no life.
The black mist rolled and roared, completely engulfing the figure.
After a while, there was absolutely no movement.
...
The consciousness of the female Sword Immortal who entered the upper three realms gradually blurred, her figure floated in the air, and her eyes turned gray.
A blur of light and shadow was vaguely visible coming in front of her.
"The deepest part of the netherworld, where there is no return."
Li Moran looked confused and murmured: "What about you?"
The gentle man said: "The human world and the underworld are not actually far apart, but only between a thought."
The female sword fairy was stunned and slowly moved her eyes.
She saw a slender figure radiating dazzling light.
In the darkness, there was only one person.
The light shines brightly.
Her eyes gradually revealed a look of understanding, and she smiled miserably.
"I thought I split the dark sky with a knife, so I saw the light."
"What you see is not light."
Su Mo thought for a while and said, "It's me."
....
In the Yang family mansion.
Everyone only saw the young man from Dao Sect beside the door holding the hilt of his sword with both fingers.
Then Changjian, a true swordsman who had entered the upper three realms, bled from all his orifices on the spot and collapsed to the ground. This chapter has been completed!