"It is not Tao, it is not Buddha, it is not Confucianism, it is not demon."

Changming whispered a few words and quickly cut off another head.

He didn't expect that in order to protect himself, Yun Hai would directly summon the Four No Swords.

Changming came to the Nine-Level Abyss to find the Four Non-Swords to practice again, but now he has achieved his goal by chance.

If Yun Weisi knew about it, he would be very angry.

The Sifei Sword was tempered by him, and now his cultivation level is almost half-waste. Even if he practices Zhiyu Nianyue's heart decision, it is difficult to return to the peak state of that year in a short time. The Sifei Sword is in his hands. Not only does it not retaliate against the old master because of spiritual suppression, but instead gently soothes the trauma of his cultivation flaws. It is like a lover who has been raised for many years and can still recognize the master after reunion after a long separation. Even Changming can sense the joy of the Sifei Sword from the trembling and slightly whistling sword body.

Most of the roof tiles were damaged by the living dead who were rushing to climb. They were about to be unable to support them. Yun Chang'an took Cong Rong to the side of Changming, protected Cong Rong tightly in the corner, and helped them clean up the fish that had leaked the net with one sword.

He kept waving the sword in his hand, but his heart was endlessly confused and empty, wondering if he could survive tonight.

A huge movement came from the other end.

Yun Chang'an and Nie Emei looked in the sound and saw the two fighting fiercely, falling from the air on the roof, then leaping across the roof, shuttled from far to near, and quickly approaching them.

Situ Wanhe is a serious monk or the top ten masters in the world. He is not like Yunhai Changming Chen Ting and others, but he is a "outside invader". He is a person from this past, but when he faces Yunhai, he did not have much advantage, because the Chunchao sword in Yunhai's hand first followed Changming to death in his early years, and later he came to Yunweisi's hands, and was soaked day and night, with his spiritual energy. With Yunhai's own skills, he could temporarily restrain Situ Wanhe.

"Catch it!"

When the two approached their side, the sea of ​​clouds suddenly threw something to Changming.

Changming raised his hand to catch it.

A glass bead is slightly smaller than the palm, smooth and round, and purple air flows.

The sea of ​​clouds could not recognize this object, so it was thrown to Changming.

Changming looked at Zizhu's thoughts moved slightly.

"Soul Gathering Pearl?"

After hearing his name, Situ Wanhe, who was fighting with Yun Hai, changed his face and changed his path halfway and grabbed Xiang Changming!

How could Situ’s sea of ​​clouds allow Situ’s thousands of valleys to ease out of the sky? Spring swung the sword and stood in front of him again.

"I know what you plan."

Changming said, suddenly threw the soul gathering bead to the ground!

All this was so fast that Situ Wanhe had no time to stop it.

The glass is broken, the purple air returns west, thousands of souls dissipate, and thousands of ghosts cry together!

In an instant, all the living dead monsters stopped and looked at the thousands of purple auras that escaped from the Soul Gathering Pearl.

The purple air flew everywhere, flowing and dancing above the heads of the living dead. Finally, the color faded and gradually rose to the sky, disappearing.

All the monsters no longer attacked Changming and others, and fell down one after another, closing their eyes forever.

They are like the truly dead dead, and eventually they are rested.

"You actually destroyed the Soul Gathering Pearl!"

Situ Wanhe was furious and just wanted to tear Changming into pieces!

He grabbed Yun Hai's Chunchao Sword, slapped the other party with one palm, then rushed to Changming, and directly pinched the other party's neck.
Chapter completed!