The Lord of Kunlun seemed to have not heard Qi Tian's words, and his jade fingers were repeatedly lit out. Nie Fan's body shook as she lit out, and blood was also overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

The Seven Killing Sword is his native master sword. If it is destroyed, he will also be severely damaged!

The Seven Killing Sword in Nie Fan's body was filled with light, and there were more cracks, and he was about to collapse.

Qi Tian still didn't say a word. His body was shaking, as if water was filled with light, and blood was flowing like a ray of blood in the corner of his mouth, but he suddenly didn't realize it.

Bang bang bang

How could the Seven Killing Sword withstand the finger force of the Lord of Kunlun? Seeing that she was on the verge of collapse, she stopped, her voice was like an oriole, and she whirled crisply and said: "Integrate the Seven Killing Sword into your soul."

As soon as the Lord of Kunlun finished speaking, Qi Tian, ​​who was also severely injured by the body, changed slightly from a distance. Nie Fan rubbed the Seven Killing Sword into his soul. Not to mention that he would be part of Nie Fan, sharing hello and woe with him, and connecting life and death!

Qi Tian's expression turned cold, and he suddenly stepped forward, and a jade-like palm attacked the Lord of Kunlun.

Bang

The Lord of Kunlun poked out his blue jade hand and fought with Qi Tian head-on. At that time, Qi Tian flew backwards, and his body seemed to be about to explode.

The Lord of Kunlun lightly tapped his toes in the void, chasing Qi Tian, ​​with his jade hands thousands of slapping on Qi Tian's chest.

Qi Tian's face was extremely pale and his breath suddenly became weaker.

The Lord of Kunlun could not see his expression clearly, but she seemed to not take Qi Tian to heart at all. With a wave of her jade hand, a cylinder that looked like gold, non-gold, non-wood, flew out and covered the others.

"The seal of Liu Shen, isn't it broken?" Qi Tian's expression changed drastically, but it was immediately covered by a cylinder. His breath rose and fell. In a blink of an eye, he was forced to transform into his body. A long sword with moist and shiny and extremely sharpness was missing the tip of the sword!

The Lord of Kunlun made a move towards Nie Fan, and the almost collapsed Seven Killing Sword flew out at a high speed and landed on the tip of the watery long sword. The two shone brightly and slowly merged together.

Nie Fan looked at the cylinder and immediately thought of the scene he calculated. The one that was slapped by his two palms was not the cylinder, but the sword inside!

"For you." The Lord of Kunlun waved his hand and threw the cylinder containing this object against the sky to Nie Fan.

Nie Fan looked slightly stunned. Before he could speak, the black-haired old man walked out of the void and said, "They can't hold on anymore, Yutan, go and drag it."

Yu Tan, the Lord of Kunlun, nodded gently, with a vague figure, and flew towards the four people fighting far downstairs.

"Time is tight, follow me." The old black-haired man grabbed Nie Fan and walked.

This time, the speed was extremely fast, almost moving across the space, and appeared in three steps on the top of Xiaobanshan. I took a look and took one step forward, and appeared directly at the deepest part of Xiaobanshan.

"Is this?"

Nie Fan opened his eyes wide, staring at the amazing scene in the distance, stunned.

I saw a huge divine sword exuding a dignified divine power. Even if the terrible sword energy was far away, I felt my skin numb and my mind was trembling.

And under him, a small black short sword was trembling and struggling, but was pressed by the magic sword and could not escape. The trace of black mist was constantly decreasing and was wiped out.

"I don't have time to say more now. We will help you refine them. When you succeed, you will know everything." The black-haired old man sat cross-legged on Nie Fan's head. At the same time, a strong middle-aged man appeared in an instant, like a mountain, suppressing everything here.

Nie Fan glanced at the old man with a black hair, and didn't think much. He took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and took out the sword against the sky.

If it were him, he would definitely not be able to refine it at all, but it would be possible to add the black-haired old man, the middle-aged man, and the large formation here!

All three of them held their breath and began to refine these three top artifacts with concentration.

Bang

In the endless void, Hengli suddenly beat the dragon vanguard away again, and at the same time, he moved horizontally, slapped the powerful barbarian king with one palm.

The Barbarian King roared, and the battle halberd was shining with cold light, drew a trajectory, forcing him to retreat.

The Lord of Kunlun, Yu Tan, slapped the body of the ancestor demon with his hand, and the body condensed by the ancestor demon was shattered, but it condensed again not far away, and the cold smile made people tremble.

The five people fought in a melee, each of which was extremely powerful. They wanted to kill thousands of difficulties, entangled with each other, and the battle continued.

"If you can't kill me, you will only be exhausted by me and then become my snack!" The ancestor demon laughed so happily, and at the same time took a fierce attack.

The Dragon Forewar Barbarian King was already red in his eyes and tried his best to kill Hengli at all costs.

Hengli is really powerful. Even if it is not suitable for practitioners to practice here, he has understood another path for thousands of years since he was sealed. It is really powerful and terrible. Even if the Barbarian King and the Dragon Forewart join forces, they will not gain any advantage!

The Lord of Kunlun also showed her strength. The Ancestral Demon could have fought with Liu Shen head-on. Although most of her cultivation has been erased for countless years, she should not be able to match her. However, the Lord of Kunlun has beaten him again and again!

"Haha, I am immortal!" The ancestor demon once again gathered out of the distance, laughing wildly. Every time he was beaten up, his strange strength would greatly increase after being reborn.

The Lord of Kunlun was covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't see her figure clearly. She looked graceful. She lightly tapped in the void and patted her jade hand. The ancestral demon who had just gathered was blown up again.

The top of the mountain.

"Haha, if you release my ancestral weapons, our clan will definitely unify the world. The human world and the cultivation world will all be the world of my demon clan!" A group of black-armored figures shrouded in black fog gathered above the Xiaoban Mountain, and a sensation of coldness filled the entire Xiaoban Mountain!

"You are so happy too early." On the small mountain, one body was walking out of the middle stage of Qi transformation, and there were hundreds of them!

"The Demon Ancestor is born, I will never die, you will eventually be my slaves!" In the black fog, there was a demon roaring, and then the rolling black fog rushed towards the small half mountain.

"Stop them!" The monks in Xiaobanshan shouted, and stood up and broke through the black fog and shone into the sky.

As time goes by, the wind and clouds rise in the sky Lake, the tide is surging, and the terrifying war spreads.

It was really like these demons clamoring that they were not only unable to kill them, but were born from the void continuously, as if the ancient dead heroes returned and joined the war.

The small Banshan has a deep foundation and the hidden power is very terrible, but even so, it doesn’t take long to feel overwhelmed.

"Stop them!" Above the mountain, golden light filled the sky, murderous intent was like a vast ocean, endless, and roars shook the sky, as if it was about to collapse the sky and crack the earth.

Above the small half of the mountain, half of the sky was blocked by black fog, and there was no trace of sunlight. Countless demons appeared from it and rushed into the battle group clamoringly.

Such a war cannot be concealed by anyone. The ancient martial arts world soon knew the news of the birth of the ancestor demon. Almost no one thought that the Lord of Kunlun and others would win. The ancestor demons would become stronger and stronger, leaving them with no power to resist.

In the mysterious cave, Liu Jie, Liu Shangyong and Shan Tao sat at the table, looking at the light curtain opposite, whether it was the depth of the void or the battle on the top of the mountain, it was clearly reflected in it.

"If this continues, even if the Lord of Kunlun can hold on, the Barbarian King and Senior Long can't hold on." Shan Tao frowned and said, looking at the light curtain.

Liu Shangyong and Liu Jie also looked solemn. If you delay like this, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Not far away from them, the little girl Zhiqiong's aura became deeper and deeper, and the shadow of the green-clothed behind her became more solid, as if she wanted to break through some kind of shackles and walk out of nothingness.

Bang

Hengli slapped the Barbarian King with a palm. The Barbarian King shook his body, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the battle halberd slashed across the sky.

Hengli disappeared in a flash, and then appeared again. Long Qianwei appeared from a high place and stepped on it.

The Dragon Forewart raised the dragon's staff, groaned, and his figure retreated repeatedly.

Hengli is extremely powerful. Both of them are no match for each other and are repeatedly injured.

On the other side, it was still one-sided, but the Lord of Kunlun no longer killed the ancestor demon, but was deliberately trapping him.

"Do you think that if you hold us like this, you can trap me again? Haha, no one in the sky or underground can trap me again!" The ancestor demon laughed wildly, and the terrifying palm power rushed towards the Lord of Kunlun like a storm.

The Lord of Kunlun was like dancing gracefully, walking in the void, calmly attacking the ancestral demon, and seemed like a small boat in a storm, but it always stood firm.

Deep in the small mountain, the divine swords and the magic swords were shining together, shaking violently, endless sword energy was stimulating, confronting each other and oppressing each other.

This is a strange and distorted space, transformed by another body of God Liu, and it is more magical than that cushion.

Nie Fan sat cross-legged there, he had no feeling of time passing at all, and he was refining it with a long, moist sword on his head.

The black-haired old man behind him, Liu Min, the owner of Xiao Banshan, was helping him with all his might, suppressing this sword against the sky, and giving Nie Fan enough time to refine it.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the sword slowly changes towards the direction of the Seven Killing Sword.

As he refined this sword, some memories that originally belonged to Qi Tian gradually became known to him. Countless secrets, especially the secrets of various cultivation techniques, and even more valuable, his cultivation experience was all slowly refined by Nie Fan like a tide.

As time passed, Nie Fan's aura changed, his dantian was glowing, and the misty aura began to gather, and a fog appeared.

This is the most prototype of the golden elixir!

"The ancestor demon was born, and the demon sword was ready to move. It seemed that we could not rely on the magic sword to erase it." Liu Min sat cross-leggedly behind Nie Fan, with invisible power spreading, constantly conveying it to Nie Fan.

The old black-haired man looked calm, with green light in his eyes, and said, "Although I am a tragic thought, I should be able to control it to help Nie Fan completely conquer the magic sword."

Liu Min's expression moved slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "Okay, after all, I am a descendant of God Liu, and I should be able to integrate into the Divine Sword."
Chapter completed!