Impacted by the jade coffin, the hall of the City Lord's Mansion was in a mess.

The ancestor of Jiuyan stood in the center, with a fluttering white beard, an illusory figure, and a pair of old eyes full of uncontrollable hostility.

Make eye contact with him.

Qiyao Sword Ancestor's face was solemn.

I have long heard that the strength of the ancestor of Jiuyan is unfathomable, and he may have surpassed the upper four realms.

He didn't believe it at first. After all, why would a monk with such a level of cultivation have to hide in the Central Realm?

But now, the pain and bruises on his cheek made him have to believe it!

However, he still had a fighting spirit on his face!

He is a sword cultivator and is in the late stage of Nirvana.

Although the ancestor of Jiuyan is a monk who has transcended the upper four realms, after all, he is only in a spiritual state, and his strength is greatly reduced!

He can fight!

"Here comes the sword!!"

Qiyao Sword Ancestor shouted loudly.

"锃——"

The moment the sound fell, the Seven-Yao Ancient Sword hanging over Qingyun City trembled fiercely, and then brought out seven-color streams of light and came quickly.

But the Qiyao Ancient Sword had just appeared in the hall, and the Qiyao Sword Ancestor had not yet had time to catch it.

"You are so brave, junior!!" Ancestor Jiuyan shouted loudly.

The sound is like thunder, deafening and enlightening.

Hear the sound.

Qiyao Sword Ancestor's body stagnated, and there was a violent tinnitus in the mind of the ancestor Buddha. The city lord Meng Lang, who was huddled in the corner, felt the shock of energy and blood in an instant, and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood!

And taking advantage of this time, the ancestor of Jiuyan stepped forward and grabbed the Seven-ray Ancient Sword in his hand with just his soul power!

"锃——"

Gu Jian resisted fiercely.

"Be honest!" Jiuyan Ancestor said lightly.

Then.

The ancient sword seemed to have been frightened, but it suddenly restrained its light and became extremely honest!

Upon seeing this scene, Qiyao Sword Ancestor felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

The Qiyao Ancient Sword is the Zongzong Divine Grade Spirit Sword of the Qiyao Sword Pavilion. How could it fall into the hands of outsiders?

"Here comes the sword!!" In a hurry, Qiyao Sword Ancestor shouted again.

"..."

The ancient sword wanted to move, but didn't dare.

"Sword coming!!" Qiyao Sword Ancestor did not give up and continued to shout.

"..."

This time, Gu Jian simply ignored him.

Qiyao Sword Ancestor's face suddenly turned pale!

He is bound by essence and blood to the Qiyao Ancient Sword, but he cannot recall it from the hands of the Jiuyan Ancestor!

what does that mean?

This means that the Jiuyan Ancestor’s strength and soul power are beyond his imagination!

He just doesn't understand! Could it be that the soul power of the ancestor of Jiuyan is infinite?

At this time, it has been too long since the ancestor of Jiuyan appeared in the Buddha Temple for the first time in his divine state, but his soul power shows no sign of decreasing at all!

Not only has it not decreased, but it has become more abundant!

"...Old man, I feel the breath of several Jiuyuan soul fetuses from your body." Su Mo, who was watching the battle, noticed something and his expression changed slightly.

"I picked it up." Jiuyan Ancestor replied instantly.

"..."

Hearing this, Su Mo's expression changed again.

Picked it up?

Do you really think that the Jiuyuan Soul Fetus is a mortal thing that can be picked up anywhere?

She instantly understood that it must be the Jiuyan Ancestor who took advantage of her to lead thousands of ghosts out of the abyss and plundered the Ghost Ridge and Soul Abyss!

She said she was very angry!

But I only dare to be angry...

She knew very well that she was no match for the Jiuyan Ancestor.

Furthermore, at this time, everyone is still on the same front, so it is not appropriate to break up.

"Humph!" Su Mo snorted coldly and looked away.

Let’s talk about Qiyao Sword Ancestor.

After realizing the true strength of the Jiuyan Ancestor, his face was as dark as water.

Go grab it back? He felt that he didn't have the ability.

But how could such items fall into the hands of others?

have no choice.

After some thought, Qiyao Sword Ancestor had no choice but to take a step forward, cupped his hands towards Jiuyan Ancestor and said: "...Senior, can you return the sword to me?"

Ancestor Jiuyan gave him a blank look.

It is impossible to return the sword.

There is absolutely no reason to return the items that went into his pocket!

Not only not to pay it back, but also...

"You untie the blood essence binding with this ancient sword, and I will spare your life!" Jiuyan Ancestor threatened with narrowed eyes.

These words made the Qiyao Sword Ancestor's face darken, and he said: "Senior, are you planning to snatch it away? This is my Sword Pavilion's Zongzong Divine Grade Spiritual Sword!"

"It's not a divine spiritual sword, so I won't grab it!" Jiuyan Ancestor blurted out.

"..."

Qiyao Sword Ancestor was speechless.

Knowing that one person might not be a match for Patriarch Jiuyan, he immediately winked at Patriarch Buddha.

This look obviously means: "Let's go together and get him!"

The ancestor Buddha was shocked!

During the battle between Jiuyan Sect and Buddha Temple, Patriarch Buddha personally experienced the power of Patriarch Jiuyan and was blasted in public.

He originally thought that Qiyao Sword Ancestor could meet Jiuyan Ancestor.

Who knows!

This was the moment they met. Not only was Qiyao Ancestor's sword robbed, but his face was also swollen!

For the sake of his own life, the Buddha immediately shook his head into a rattle and winked at him.

His meaning is also very obvious, "It can't be done, it absolutely can't be done!"

This made Qiyao Sword Ancestor despair.

He is a swordsman with a tough mind and will never compromise.

Even so, he still plans to fight the Jiuyan Ancestor!

But he had just taken one step.

"Hmph!" Jiuyan Ancestor snorted again.

This time, the cold snort was mixed with boundless cultivation and spiritual power. Behind him, a twisted void formed.

The void keeps spreading, for several miles, ten miles...

In an instant, it enveloped a hundred miles away! Within a hundred miles, there were obviously tens of thousands of monks, but only the Qiyao Sword Ancestor and the Buddha Ancestor were enveloped among them!

After coming to their senses, the two found themselves on a vast battlefield.

There were countless armored soldiers all around. In the front, there was a general riding a golden horse and wearing golden armor.

The general had a dignified facial features, holding a thick golden halberd, and looking straight at him.

He looked at him.

"The young Jiuyan Patriarch?!" Qiyao Sword Patriarch was shocked.

"Are we in an illusion?" Buddha Patriarch was also shocked.

Suddenly.

The general raised the golden halberd in his hand!

"Dong, dong, dong,!!"

The rhythmic and dull sound of war drums sounded.

The general swung the golden halberd in his hand!

"Kill!"

In an instant, the flags were waving and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Countless soldiers rushed in, densely packed, stretching to the horizon. Just looking at them made people feel numb.

Although they didn't understand what was going on, the two ancestors Qiyao and Buddha still chose to resist.

The Seven Lights Sword Ancestor used his finger as a sword and slashed out a shocking sword energy.

The sword energy swept across, and everything it passed was bright red.

The Buddha Ancestor turned into a golden body, and his palm turned into a Buddha palm, pressing down like a towering mountain.

After a few moves by the two, there was already a sea of ​​blood and corpses all around.

The cracks in the ground that were already cracked were filled with blood, and the dark red sky was covered with a layer of blood.

But!

The soldiers who swarmed in still showed no sign of decreasing.

Because with the death of a soldier, the blood on the ground will condense into a stronger soldier!

At the beginning, the soldiers were all in the lower four realms, and the two of them could deal with them very easily.

But as the soldiers' cultivation continued to increase, the two gradually felt exhausted.

Until the spiritual energy in their bodies was completely exhausted, they found out...

At some point, these countless soldiers in front of them became all in the upper four realms!

"This is definitely an illusion!" The Buddha Ancestor was sweating.

"No, this is not an illusion, but..."

The Seven Lights Sword Ancestor thought of something and began to tremble: "Domain! This domain can only be released after surpassing the upper four realms!"