Four blood swords like the pillars of heaven slashed the forest under the peak crazily, and the entire forest fell into the end of the world, and the bright red sword intent filled the forest like a sea of ​​anger.

Everything in the forest was destroyed and turned into dust, and any vegetation and creatures were wiped out. Even the earth was chopped by life and life. The scene was terrifying.

Feng Qingyu and dozens of other souls watched this scene with sluggish eyes, and their expressions were unbelievable.

"Elder Sang! Your disciple of Tianxiafeng is still there, you...you are..." Huang Zhiyuan trembled.

Although Bai Ye killed Zhuo Ming and Li Yu, he would never kill all the hundreds of Tianxia Peak disciples. Sang Dongming did this, wouldn't he bury all these hundreds of disciples?

"Bai Ye can kill even people in the spirit realm, how can those disciples of the spirit realm escape his poison?" Sang Dongming's eyes were full of madness, and his **** sword was dancing in the bottom: "Desperate formation can definitely cut Off Bai Ye, Bai Ye killed so many people on the Peak of the World, if I let him run away, how can I explain to the sect? So at all costs, I will kill him too! Kill!!! Kill!!!"

Hearing Sang Dongming's almost roaring roar, all the souls sighed.

The great elder of the Tianxia Peak has been shadowed by Bai Ye. I am afraid that he himself knows that there will be disciples living in the forest below the peak. But in order to kill Bai Ye, he has begun to resort to all means. The lives of these disciples are on him. It's nothing in the eyes.

咚咚咚咚...

The blood sword bombarded wildly, and the huge sword shadow slashed randomly, like cutting vegetables. The souls felt that the ground under their feet was all together, shaking.

After such a sustained effort, the force of the Desperate Array slowly weakened. Sang Dongming panted heavily, the blood sword in his hand split, and the desperate formation stopped operating.

"Is it finally over?" The soul was looking pale at the forest below the peak.

At this moment, there is no forest under the peaks, which has been completely destroyed long ago, nothing exists, only a huge black hole is left.

"Is this the power of the Desperate Array?" Huang Zhiyuan trembled.

"The power of the Breaking Array is determined by the power of the caster. This is not the true power of the Breaking Array, but this destructive power is also amazing enough." Feng Qingyu murmured.

"Bai Ye should be dead, right?" Huang Zhiyuan sighed: "It's a pity that if he keeps a low profile, don't show up like this and practice with great concentration. In the future, he will be famous in the world and become a great power. Can there be today's disaster?"

Feng Qingyu did not speak, doubts flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he still doesn't understand why Bai Ye provokes Tianxiafeng. He is a person without a heavenly soul, although relying on the fighting spirit and brute force can defeat the soulless people, but there are endless masters in the peaks of the world, how can he stand alone? To provoke Tianxiafeng is completely looking for death.

"It's finally over!" The long hanging solemnity in Sang Dongming's eyes finally dissipated, and he took a step forward and jumped over there.

Under this terrifying offensive, no one can survive!

No one would believe that Bai Ye is still alive. At this moment, the forest under the peak may not even be able to live with a fly!

Bai Ye is dead, the nightmare in Sang Dongming's heart has dissipated, and people are much more relaxed.

Now you only need to retrieve the Dead Dragon Sword, and you can return to the Peak Master. If you get the Dead Dragon Sword, it will be worth it even if you die these hundreds of elite disciples!

and many more!

Sang Dongming's eyes suddenly solidified, and he stared at the black hole with a strong expression of incredible disbelief.

I saw a small red dot in the center of the dark hole. The red dot looked like a person...

"Anyone survived?" The soulful also saw the red dot and cried out.

Everyone was immediately attracted and looked there.

"Should it? Impossible!" Feng Qingyu's eyes trembled a few times, and he speeded up his pace in disbelief and walked towards it.

He didn't believe that, under this terrible intensity, Bai Ye could actually live.

Sure enough, when everyone approached, they realized that the red dot was indeed a person, and it was indeed a white night.

He floated cross-legged in the air, and there was the rolling sword intent released by the desperate formation around his body. These sword intents flowed around the skin and squeezed into his body little by little.

Sang Dongming froze immediately and couldn't take another step!

Bai Ye... not dead?

"He is absorbing this sword intent?"

Someone shouted out.

People finally understand why Bai Ye can survive this terrible slash! He actually absorbed all the turbulent sword intent!

His skin was so red that it seemed to burn at any time.

"so amazing!"

"This is terrible! He can absorb this sword intent!"

"Is this an accident?"

The souls were shocked again and again.

Feng Qingyu fixed his eyes and stared at Bai Ye.

accident? He didn't think it was an accident, he always felt that everything seemed to be controlled by Bai Ye.

But Sang Dongming was so angry that he rushed towards Bai Ye with murderous intent.

"Why are you still not dead? Hurry up and die!!"

He claws with one hand and tore it off in the air, and the vast force swept the air and patted it.

However, Bai Ye, who was in the air like King Ming, suddenly opened his eyes, and a surging fighting intent burst out from the depths of his pupils.

Sang Dong's heart trembled when he saw these pupils in fame, this fighting spirit was more like a sword, and it rushed to his heart, making his soul and soul move.

His fighting spirit is stronger than before! !

"Broken!" Bai Ye drank, venting his fighting spirit, like a sound wave impact, instantly shattering Sang Dongming's offensive.

Sang Dongming hit again with a palm, and Bai Ye confronted with his fists head-on, with a thump, and the palms were separated.

Bai Ye exploded with more than ten names, and Sang Dongming just shook his body. After all, he was the Great Elder of Tianxia Peak. Bai Ye didn't sacrifice the four heavenly souls and couldn't get that supreme divine power. How could he be his opponent?

"Thank you Elder Sang!"

Bai Ye stood still and looked at Sang Dongming with a slight smile: "Without your desperate force, my fighting spirit would not be able to break through to the second stage so quickly. Without your help from Elder Sang, I am afraid I Still fighting with your world peak people, how can you cultivate so quietly?"

"Bastard!!" Sang Dongming was almost mad, he tried to kill Bai Ye at all costs, but Bai Ye was not dead, and all the elites of the world were killed by him.

After this incident spreads, he will be ruined!

Wow!

An astonishing strength was released from Sang Dongming's body, venting outward like a flame, and Feng Qingyu and others around him were forced to retreat by the angry Sang Dongming.

"White night! I must kill you today. No one can save you in the sky or the earth. Anyone who prevents me from beheading you will die!! I will use your head to wash away the humiliation I have suffered!!"

Sang Dongming roared and hit Bai Ye with a palm.

Yuan Li Pentium surged and tore it over.

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth raised slightly and moved backwards. "run?"

Sang Dongming roared, madly spreading out his palms, and his palms exploded from his palms. A few breaths flew out as many as hundreds, extremely dense and terrifying.

With a wave of both hands, Bai Ye vented the power of fighting and hit her palm like sand.

But this fighting power can't completely stop Sang Dongming in the rage, he is like a mountain, crashing over and destroying everything.

Bai Ye couldn't help retreating, the speed was not slow, and Sang Dongming was chasing after him, letting go of killing intent.

"Dead!! Die!! Die!! Die to me!!"

Sang Dongming roared while taking out his palm. The shadow of his palm smashed beside Bai Ye and immediately exploded, bursts of air constantly impacting his body.

The white night is like a flat boat in the storm, and the body is shaking, but it has not stopped running.

The speed of the two was pushed to the limit, and Feng Qingyu and the others were quickly thrown away.

But at this moment, Bai Ye stopped abruptly.

"Did you give up? Yes, no matter how strong your feet are and how fast, how can you run past me?"

Sang Dongming drank, shook off his sleeves, and quickly surrounded him with the vented vitality, and in a few breaths it turned into fiery red chains, blocking his retreat.

"Don't resist anymore! I am not Zhuo Ming, nor Li Yu, I am Sang Dongming, the Great Elder of Tianxiafeng, if you still have four heavenly souls and sacrifice them at the same time, perhaps you can still compete with me. , But you have lost your heavenly soul, and you are already a useless person. Even if you comprehend the profound meaning of fighting, in my eyes, you will be like an ant!" Sang Dongming said coldly, stepping forward in vain, a force that collapsed the world suddenly When pressed down, the earth shattered instantly.

However, Bai Ye was motionless, his eyes were like stagnant water, without waves, the terrible pressure seemed to hit cotton without any effect.

"Huh?" Sang Dongming frowned slightly, feeling bad.

I saw Bai Ye touch the hilt of the sword around his waist.

That is the Dragon Sword.

Sang Dongming's heart beat quickly, but it calmed down quickly.

"It's ridiculous, the dead dragon sword is such a divine thing, the non-soul can't move it, you have no soul power, the dead dragon sword is just an inextricable sword for you, do you still want to use it to kill me? "

"No spirit power? Sang Dongming, do you think so from beginning to end?" Bai Ye said suddenly.

Sang Dong's face sank: "What do you mean?"

Bai Ye didn't say anything, but **** soul marks gradually appeared on his face.

Sang Dongming stared at the soul shadow that gradually appeared, his eyes suddenly horrified.

He recognizes this soul pattern! Heavenly Soul Huayuan, the soul pattern that will only appear after the second mutation! !

"Impossible...your heavenly soul...isn’t it already sacrificed? Once the heavenly soul is sacrificed, it will burn out and cease to exist. You are already a useless person, why... why do you still have it? Heavenly Soul? And it is still the Second Transformation Heavenly Soul?"

Sang Dongming shouted tremblingly.

"Thank you for this!"

Bai Ye's eyes drenched, his palm clasped the dead dragon sword and pulled it straight out.

"Do not!!!!!"

Sang Dongming roared hoarsely.

A golden light soared into the sky, tearing the night sky apart.

Feng Qingyu who came here stiffened.

Everyone stared at the place where the golden light erupted, and rushed quickly.

But only saw a headless shadow standing there.

That is the name of Sang Dong, the Great Elder of the World Peak.

His head was broken, and the ground behind him was cut with a sword, and an endless abyss appeared...