The Blue Sky Sword Master and the Wind and Thunder Sword Master have already done this.

If not, they wouldn't have been able to withstand the attacks of so many Taoist saints for so long!

"Ye Qing, let's go!"

The master of the ethereal sword sent out his divine thoughts, and the ethereal sword with the power of burning souls directly attacked the divine seal of reincarnation.

The Divine Seal of Samsara shook violently, and many cracks appeared in the bright Divine Seal.

The first god lord snorted coldly, his body surface overflowed with immortal light, and with the blessing of immortal power, the path of life and death continued to blast out, strengthening the divine seal of reincarnation!

The Divine Seal of Reincarnation was ruthlessly suppressed.

Only with the resistance of the two divine swords, the castration was slowed down a bit.

Even the Master of the Ethereal Sword cannot resist the First God Lord.

The Ethereal Sword Master is just a Holy Sword Master.

It takes someone at the level of the Wind and Thunder Sword Master to suppress the first God Lord of the God of Time.

However, the Wind and Thunder Sword Master now has too much time to take care of himself.

Ye Qing did not respond.

Blood light burst out from his eyes, and the two pairs of undead demon wings vibrated, soaring into the sky, killing the divine seal of reincarnation!

"boom!"

In the sky above Ye Qing's head, two divine swords merged together, bursting out with endless sword light, and the terrifying true meaning of the sword was released!

On top of the Plum Blossom Divine Sword, a sword divine wheel suddenly exploded!

The Plum Blossom Divine Sword explodes!

The next moment, the divine seal of reincarnation collapsed and disintegrated!

The ethereal divine sword became dim, dragging the plum blossom sword master's body and falling slowly!

There are falling plum blossom petals in the sky.

A tear of blood shed from Ye Qing's eyes!

He hugged the fallen Plum Blossom Sword Master.

"Master!"

Ye Qing called in a low voice, his heart hurting like a knife!

"Silly disciple, why don't you leave? Master, I am old and have no future, but you are different."

The Plum Blossom Sword Master stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch Ye Qing's cheek.

However, her hand was slowly dissipating.

Like the withered plum blossoms.

"I won't leave, I will always stay with Master." Ye Qing's hands trembled, as if he wanted to hug the Plum Blossom Sword Master tightly, but her body was as lifeless as a withered leaf.

She not only burned the sword soul, but also burned all vitality and all the power that could be mobilized.

The last sword is extremely brilliant!

As a sword cultivator, that was the most peak moment in her life!

"Finally, I have one more thing to say."

A smile appeared on the illusory face of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, like the setting sun in the wind, blooming with the last beauty.

"Silly disciple, you are so good-looking."

The Master of Plum Blossom Sword finished speaking, and his illusory palm passed through Ye Qing's cheek.
Chapter completed!