Nie Fan was ignorant of external things, his aura was constantly getting stronger, the Temple of the Gods floating above his head, the four swords came out together, trembling...

The true energy in his body flowed and gathered in the Dantian. The misty breath gradually became rich, and a faint trace of golden light spread out.

The battle above Xiaobanshan became more and more intense, and demonic soil could be seen everywhere, but Xiaobanshan's power was constantly decreasing and could not hold on.

"Devil, don't be rampant!" Suddenly, a golden light shot from the east, and the powerful momentum in the sky gathered, rushing towards the sky like a torrent of steel.

"Our allies are here, everyone, fight hard!" Someone shouted over the mountain, and his sluggish momentum instantly rose.

"Hehe, it's better to come here, and you will be dealt with once!" The devil transformed into an illusion and was shouting in the black fog.

"Is that true?" Suddenly, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky, and countless thunder and lightning were pouring down like jade. A spear came with a cap like a magic needle in the mountains.

"New Barbarian King!" A demon snorted coldly, and then sneered: "Since we are all here, let's bury them together!"

In the void, black fog swelled, countless demons emerged, and various weapons were flying all over the sky. The terrible secret technique crisscrossed the sky. In just a moment, I don’t know how many people were seriously injured and died.

The war has long since become fierce. On the top of the mountain, blood spilled everywhere, and countless demons collapsed.

The small mountain is shining and shaking, and the water of the lake is churning like boiling water, emitting white air.

Puff

In the endless void, Long Qianwei was knocked away by Hengli with a palm and stayed in the distance, looking pale and coughing up blood. He was old and weak and lacked strength. Facing this terrible opponent, he couldn't hold on for long, and Hengli took decisive action and showed no mercy, so naturally he could not hold on.

"Kill!" The barbarian king roared, his body slowly, like a demon god standing upright, with a war halberd across the sky, like a sky opening, slashing towards Hengli.

Hengli moved his body horizontally and slapped the Barbarian King's Battle Sphur with a palm. The Barbarian King's body trembled violently, and the Battle Sphur could no longer be swung.

"If I hadn't been confident about dealing with that woman, I wouldn't have played with you for so long." Hengli held the battle halberd and looked at the Barbarian King with a plain expression.

The Barbarian King's eyes widened, his black hair stood upside down, and he roared, and his battle halberd glowed and suddenly slashed down again.

Hengli disappeared and appeared in the distance, and turned to look in the direction of the battle between the Lord of Kunlun and the Ancestral Demon.

The Lord of Kunlun danced in the void and completely dominated the battle between the two. It turned out that the ancestor demon was constantly roaring and attacking wildly, but the Lord of Kunlun easily resolved it, leaving him immortal, but he was in danger.

In Hengli's eyes, an invisible array soon emerged.

"Demon-killing Formation!" Hengli whispered, then smiled slightly and said, "The Liu Shen sealed him at the cost of his death. Can you really do this?"

The Lord of Kunlun seemed to have not heard her words, and still firmly trapped the ancestor demon in place.

"Do you think I really didn't see it?" The ancestor demon sneered and looked at the Lord of Kunlun and said, "I'm just waiting, waiting for the more demonic energy of heaven and earth, and waiting for my demon soldiers to escape. By that time, I will be the only one in heaven and earth!"

The Lord of Kunlun seemed to have not heard of it, and slapped him backwards with one palm.

"Kill!" Long Qianwei roared with the Barbarian King and rushed towards Hengli. The Ancestral Demon is immortal, but Hengli is not. Kill him will eliminate a big problem and let them deal with the Ancestral Demon more calmly!

Hengli shook his head. He could not directly face the Lord of Kunlun because he had no chance of winning. He looked at the two of them and was playing with them with slight weight.

"It's been a month, I don't know how long they can last." Liu Jie said with a serious expression in the mysterious cave.

They have also been paying attention to the two battles outside.

Shan Tao was silent for a long time, looked up at the crack and said, "The ancestor demon was born, and our seal can't last long."

Liu Shangyong turned his head to look at Zhiqiong with half of the willow branches on his head, and said to himself, "Now I can only hope that the girl will wake up soon."

"Three Talent Formation!" Suddenly, Liu Jie suddenly looked up and looked at the two of them and said.

The other two men's faces changed slightly, and they nodded in a deep voice.

boom

Deep in the small halfway up the mountain, the sword against the sky in Nie Fan's hand suddenly sounded and turned into the Seven Killing Sword. The light shines brightly and suddenly appeared above Nie Fan's head!

The Five Sword Formation is reunited!

"Now refine the two swords of gods and demons!" The black-haired old man's body was dry, but his eyes were shining and he shouted loudly.

Nie Fan looked terrified and his body shook, absorbing Qi Tian's memory. He naturally understood what to do. He immediately robeed and began to practice the two swords of gods and demons at the same time.

Liu Min's eyes were like lightning, and the deep underground began to roar. It was obvious that he was controlling the formation and activated the forbidden formation.

The magic sword shook violently and felt the crisis. The terrifying sword energy filled the air. If countless demons appeared on the sword, they snatched at Nie Fan.

But in a flash, it was wiped out by the magic sword, and the formation was suppressed down.

The Demon Sword is like being oppressed by millions of mountains and cannot struggle.

A thick light ball had appeared in Nie Fan's dantian, as if he could condense the golden elixir at any time. His face was firm, and he started to refine the two swords with his two uses of his mind.

As soon as Nie Fan first refined the magic sword, the ancestor demon in the depths of the endless void immediately felt it. His eyes were cold, and he suddenly turned to Hengli and said in a deep voice: "Hengli, stop playing, get the magic sword for me!"

Hengli's eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly burst out, blasting away the Barbarian King and Long Qianwei, and his figure flashed and rushed towards the small Banshan.

"Stop him!" Long Qianwei roared, holding a dragon staff, chasing Hengli desperately.

The Barbarian King also roared, took big steps, the void vibrated, and chased Hengli.

Hengli's speed was too fast and soon appeared above Xiaoban Mountain, crossing the chaotic battlefield and rushing towards the depths of Xiaoban Mountain.

The little half of the mountain vibrated violently, and countless lights rushed out from every stone on the mountain. The terrible light seemed to be able to erase everything!

Hengli encountered layers of formations, but none of them could stop him. He rushed straight and rushed to the ground.

Liu Min, deep in the ground, immediately felt it, suddenly opened her eyes, with murderous intent.

"No need to worry, help Nie Fan refine the two swords of gods and demons with all his strength!" said the black-haired old man in a deep voice.

Liu Min took a secret breath and nodded.

Hengli appeared underground, and it was directly a huge white light shield, which was as hot as magma, slowly flowing, emitting an endless aura of destruction.

"I didn't expect that the old guy would leave such a backup plan. Unfortunately, he didn't even have one-tenth of the power." Hengli observed carefully for a while and smiled slightly.

As he said that, he patted his right hand forward, and the light shield vibrated violently, and he also patted it with one hand, facing Hengli's palm.

boom

The light shield shook, Hengli's body also panicked, frowned slightly, and then smiled and said, "I see how long you can last."

After saying that, his palms were like lightning, slapped at the light cover.

The light shield flashed rapidly, and it was thunderous. The little mountain seemed to collapse and responded to Hengli's attack.

The Barbarian King and the Dragon Forewart couldn't get in at all, so they could only let him bombard him like this until the light shield could not hold on and broke down on his own.

Nie Fan in the light shield did not move at all. His body was as green as black fog, his eyes were cold, and the five swords were ringing, especially the Seven Killing Swords, which were extremely unique. Standing above Nie Fan's head, he actually suppressed the instinct of the two swords of gods and demons.

"Don't pay attention and practice the sword with all your strength!" The black-haired old man was as thin as the wind, as if he was skinny, but he still shouted softly with anger.

Inside the light shield, all kinds of light flashed, reversing time. The three of them focused on their swords and practiced with all their strength.

The Lord of Kunlun is still trapping the Ancestral Demon. A month has passed. She has been attacking the Ancestral Demon and used his rising power to heal his wounds.

The ancestral demon had a severe pain and was constantly changing. It should have absorbed the demonic energy between heaven and earth, but because of the terrifying methods of the woman in front of him, it had not increased at all for so long!

"Hmph, let alone the most yin and cold things in the world of my magic sword, just talking about his grade, it is not something that any of you can refine!" The ancestor demon was besieged and still sneered. The Lord of Kunlun could trap him for a while, but could not trap him for a lifetime. As long as he had a chance to leave, as long as half a year later, he would be able to kill her easily!

The Lord of Kunlun had a graceful figure, ignored him and walked slowly at the established rhythm.

In the mysterious cave, Liu Shangyong, Shan Tao, Liu Jie and the three of them formed a three-talent formation, and each of them let go, forming a green aperture, a little bit of green light, and the earth-colored luster overflowed from them, and they even temporarily sealed the crack.

Zhiqiong was still sitting cross-legged under half of the willow branch, her mouth tightly pursed and her brows trembled. The slender woman in green clothes behind her became more and more solid, and her pretty face was still visible, as if she was still sleeping.

As time passed by minute by minute, the battle above the mountain became more and more intense. More and more forces from various places came to support the ancient martial arts world. The Tang family in Shu, the Holy Medicine Valley, some hidden sects, the surviving small worlds, and even the remaining cultivators in the big world no longer hid and joined the melee.

The sky collapsed and the earth broke, countless glows flashed, and black mist surging, just like the arrival of the end of the world, unprecedentedly terrible.

"How long can you last?" Deep in the mountain, I dripped my palm down, and the white luster was slightly dim, but it still did not collapse.

The three people in the gloss all looked solemn, but they didn't dare to be distracted at all. Time passed very slowly here, Nie Fan had made great progress, and the magic sword and the magic sword were already beginning to be refined. Now all you need is time!

"I can break this seal in three days at most." Hengli's words were calm and his methods were endless.

The divine sword and the magic sword have all been quiet, and the divine destruction inside has long been erased, leaving only an instinct to resist. However, facing this small half-mountain formation transformed by one-third of the body of the God of God, there are even black-haired old men, so they are unable to resist and can only allow Nie Fan to refine it step by step.

Sure enough, on the third day, the formation was clattering, and some light curtains were collapsing, and the light in the sky was dissipating, and a gap appeared.

"Give up your futile struggle." Hengli smiled brightly, like a top scholar walking into the Golden Palace, smiling at the gap.

"You can't get in." As soon as he finished speaking, a slim girl in green appeared behind her, holding half a willow branch in her hand, and her pretty face was calm.

Hengli closed his smile on his face, turned his head, looked at the girl, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face, saying, "Who are you?"

"You can't kill me." The woman in green blinked.

Hengli frowned slightly and looked at the girl and said, "You should have evolved a magical technique, and you are another backup plan for that old man? But you should understand that you have no chance of winning."

Qingyi stood there, his clothes shaking gently, and said, "In ten days, we will see the truth."

Hengli was about to laugh, but his eyes narrowed slightly. A woman appeared behind the woman in blue, like an ice sculpture, with a cold and cold feeling.

Hengli's expression changed slightly, and he immediately smiled and said, "You really look like the Lord of Kunlun. When you start fighting, I am indeed not your opponent. It's okay, I'll just wait for ten days."

The woman in green did not speak, and looked at him quietly, standing there, as if far and near, giving people a strange feeling. The statue of the ice sculpture behind her slowly disappeared.

The three people in the light shield all breathed a sigh of relief, and Nie Fan accelerated the refining of the two swords of gods and demons.

The battle above the mountain was still extremely fierce. There were countless demons shrouded under the black fog, which was so cold that it was cold, and the shouts of killing were shocking.

The ancestral demon was sealed by the Lord of Kunlun for two months, and he was not struggling. Even though he felt that the demonic energy of heaven and earth was decreasing, he still looked calm and stood in the formation, no longer resisting, as if he was waiting for something.
To be continued...