In ancient times, the two strongest sects, the Phantom Sword Sect, started a war with the Jiuyou Palace! Basically all the gods turned to the Jiuyou Palace! Originally, the two sects were evenly matched, but with so many gods, the Phantom Sword Sect had practiced and retreated. In order to prevent their fellow disciples from being implicated, the sect leader Phantom Sword Sect voluntarily stayed to cut off the rear... Qiu Fengsen, after a big battle, all the gods in the Jiuyou Palace were killed by the Phantom Sword Sword Immortal, but the Phantom Sword Immortal was almost destroyed in the battle with the Jiuyou Heaven Emperor... With a wisp of clone left, he led the people from the Jiuyou Palace to the mountain behind the Jiuyou Palace in order to evacuate safely...

The Phantom Sword Immortal held a sword in his hand and stood on the mountain. Although it was covered in scars, the divine power that erupted from him could almost crush everything. The Phantom Sword Immortal spitted blood, closed his eyes and smiled, "Do you still overestimate yourself?" The breeze blew past his long hair, and his hair gradually floated up. He opened his eyes suddenly and held the sword in his hand tightly because he felt that there were three extremely powerful auras approaching here.

The Phantom Sword Immortal was not afraid, and waved his sword, pointed at the three black shadows, and shouted boldly: "Do you... want to be like them too?" The three black shadows looked to the ground: corpses are everywhere, blood flows into a river, and each corpse is the top master in the world, all of them are gods! What happened here these days? In fact, everyone knows in their hearts. Just now, he killed tens of thousands of gods alone... Dao Black Shadow took a few steps back: Yes, the huge pressure from the Phantom Sword Immortal, he could not stop it. Everyone faced him, almost no resistance. The Black Shadow was stunned again, but turned his eyes and they showed a hideous smile: "Xiao Ying, your body has been destroyed, the Phantom Divine Body has dispersed, how much can your strength be exerted?"

boom--

Pull out the facts in one sentence.

Indeed, Xiao Ying is now almost destroyed by both souls and souls, leaving only a clone. However, everyone knows that he will not surrender!

Xiao Ying suddenly burst out with a shocking divine power, and he overwhelmed the three black shadows.

Kneel down!

Almost an instinctive reaction, their legs were weak and they fell to the ground.

Too strong!

Even if it is just a pressure, it is not something they can bear. If it is not a residual soul in front of them, but a real body, they will not even have room for resistance. A joke?! If it is a real body, a pressure or an aftermath can shake them to death at any time! Is it their turn to intervene?

"Do you want shame if you reap the benefits of the fisherman?" Xiao Ying snorted disdainfully, revealing his sword.

"Xiao Ying, I'll ask you for the last time, whether to hand over the Phantom Sword Technique?" The leader's black shadow curled the corner of his mouth.

"No...got...!" Xiao Ying raised the Phantom Sword and slashed at them.

"Overbial power!" The black shadow stretched out a hand and blocked the sword light: "You... are too weak..."

boom--

The power on Xiao Ying's body increased again, and his divine power began to be released, and his strength almost recovered to the peak: "You... Say I'm weak?"

The overwhelming divine power swept across the entire mountain again, and three black shadows were bombarded far away, and the body burst out directly, leaving only three wisps of the soul struggling to death.

Too strong!

"The surname is Xiao!" The black shadow on the left roared: "We are from Jiuyou Palace! If you kill us, the Lord of the Palace will not let you go! Just wait..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ying reached out and grabbed it, and directly swallowed three wisps of souls.

Boom-

A loud noise came from the sky, as if a sleeping giant dragon was awakening, roaring, and then a sword light that destroyed the world slashed towards Xiao Ying.

This kind of sword light with strength is not enough for him to see in his body, and he can block it with one finger.

But the key is that he has a little bit of clone left!

Xiao Ying quickly turned sideways, then used his sword to block the suffocation aftermath that was coming to his face, barely stabilizing his body.

"Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor? Don't be fine. You only have a clone left, right?" Xiao Ying sneered.

"Hahahaha, Phantom Sword Immortal? You can't be much better!" Jiuyou Tiandi snorted coldly, then with a hideous face: "You dare to kill the people from Jiuyou Palace, are you looking for death?"

"All of them are dying, what's the point of not seeking death?" Xiao Ying laughed loudly, held the sword in his hand tightly, and flipped his hand, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, slashing towards the Jiuyou Heavenly Emperor at a speed that was beyond the naked eye.

"You are looking for death!" After getting the spear, the gun in Jiuyou Tiandi's hand stabbed Xiao Ying's sword like a dragon going out to sea.

"bite!"

The two attacks collided, and the aftermath directly shattered the entire mountain where they were! You can imagine how terrifying their heyday was!

"Shadow Slash!" Although the Phantom Sword Technique cannot be used, ordinary magical powers can still be released, and the divine power that is like a tide is pouring forward.

"Yunlong Thorn" also displays the power of shocking heaven and earth. Even a trace of clone, even a wisp of residual soul, has the power to destroy the world.

Xiao Ying knew that he had to persevere, he had to be responsible for the Phantom Sword Sect, he had to waste it, even if it was... the soul and soul were destroyed!

"Go to die!" The Emperor of Jiuyou Tian roared and began to burn his soul directly, waving his spear. It was not fancy, and this spear stabbed very simply, but it contained the power of Jiuyou. If this spear stabbed Xiao Ying, he would die. So Xiao Ying also began to burn his soul.

They knew that there would be no result if they continued to fight like this, and the god of death could not tolerate them for a long time, so they could only fight quickly!

"Phantom Wrench!" Xiao Ying released a powerful sword energy, trying to withstand this devastating attack.

The two attacks lasted for a long time, and Xiao Ying felt that his power was constantly disappearing, and the same was true for the Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor. In an instant, they felt: This is not the other party’s power!

It can actually devour their power?! Xiao Ying asked himself this power. Only when he can use the Phantom Sword Technique can he barely resist it, and at most he can only be able to avoid being devoured, let alone now?

A few seconds later, the two of them exploded, and their souls were instantly destroyed...

Are you going to die? Xiao Ying was confused. What kind of force is this? But the tearing pain made him have no time to think so much and fainted.

.........

"Ah!" Xiao Ying opened her eyes again and found herself lying on a bed. He touched his face and looked in the mirror. The person in the mirror was not big, at the age of fifteen or sixteen. At this time, a long memory surged into Xiao Ying's brain like a tide.
Chapter completed!