Under the impact of Ding Huan's domain, the avenue area of ​​the avenue seems to be broken at any time.

Jie Fu's face changed. He had never taken Ding Huan to heart before, so he did not take all his strength.

It is an insult to him, the Taoist ancestor, to attack an ant who does not even have the fourth step of the Great Dao.

After sensing Ding Huan's strength, he no longer cared about whether he was insulting or not, and only regretted that his field could not be stronger.

He had all his strength to sweep his own avenue domain, and his domain still almost stopped Ding Huan's impact on the domain. This...

Ding Huan never thought of suppressing the Taoist ancestor of the sixth step of the Dao as soon as he came.

This is his first time fighting against a Taoist ancestor who is almost comparable to the seventh step, so Ding Huan also wants to know where his true strength lies.

Regardless of whether the sixth step of the avenue to solve the problem is fake or not.

But his is indeed the sixth step of the Great Dao, or the sixth step that is not weak.

Therefore, after Ding Huan's sword force domain wrapped around this space, the sword force's murderous intent suddenly weakened and turned into infinite sword force.

The endless sword intent laws bloomed in the realm, and the killing of Jiefu also fell down. The purple river surrounded Jiefu's body, forming purple waves.

Every drop of water rolled up by these purple waves contains a vast and boundless aura of killing. It seems that as long as you are hit by this drop of water, you will be torn into pieces.

The purple waves rolled up by the purple river in the void and Ding Huan's swords burst together.

It was like the vast and boundless sea suddenly roaring, and the purple waves that were almost tearing apart the space were storming at Ding Huan in waves.

Ding Huan's sword force seemed to have taken root. No matter how many waves came, the sword force could still suppress it.

The Taoist rhyme continued to explode, and the magical powers and laws were broken one by one.

Under the collision of the two of them in the realm of magical powers, dense cracks seemed to appear in the space.

The space for the two of them continued to expand, and all the monks watching could not help but retreat.

Even Ling Zhuzhen and Qingsha Daozu, who were stalemate on the other side, were affected by the killing field in the sky, and unconsciously moved the combat space out.

Although Ling Zhuzhen and Qingsha Daozu's cultivation is far stronger than Ding Huan.

More people are willing to watch Ding Huan’s fight with Fuku.

If we have to compare, the battle between Ling Zhuzhen and Qingsha Daozu was like a slow gentle stream.

And Ding Huan's fighting between the storm was like the collision between the strong wind and the angry sea.

It seems that one person will be killed in the next moment.

Yan Zhuo, who wanted to go up to help in the distance, felt his scalp tingling.

His cultivation level is obviously only a little lower than Jie Fu. He is at least the fifth step of the way, but now he feels that he is not qualified to intervene in the battle between Ding Huan and Jie Fu.

On the surface, the attack of the shaking force is even more violent than Ding Huan's sword.

After all, at this moment, Ding Huan and Jie Fu were all in the battle space of Zihe River.

The murderous aura of the waves of the purple river can be felt by the bystanders from afar, and even unconsciously avoided it.

And Ding Huan appears and disappears in the purple river waves that are full of the killing and fighting Taoist rhymes, and seems to be swallowed up by the murderous intent in the waves at any time.

Only by relieving oneself, he knows how dangerous he is.

No matter how his Zihe killing aura hits, it cannot tear Ding Huan's sword space.

He had a very bad premonition. Ding Huan's sword force space seemed plain and gentle, but it contained something that made him afraid.

He was sure that it was a magical power, and he couldn't see clearly what it was.

But he felt that it was something he wanted...

Jie Fu was a little scared.

During the battle, he actually longed for the other party's magical powers that had not yet exploded, which is the most terrifying thing.

He can still control his magical powers and domains, and must retreat at this time.

Whoever loves to kill Ding Huan will kill him? As for Ling Zhuzhen...

Jie Fujian thought of Ling Zhuzhen and couldn't control his thoughts, and his divine thoughts swept over.

When he saw Ling Zhuzhen's shadow gradually became violent, his heart sank...

Maybe he is not necessarily Ling Zhuzhen's opponent.

It was in this blink of an eye that a crack appeared in the Zihe Daoyun that had been relieved.

The sword intent penetrated into the waves of Zihe who was sucking into the destruction of Zihe, and the killing aura of Zihe instantly weakened.

An unprecedented sense of ease came.

As soon as Xie Fu breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a kind of fatigue.

He worked hard for millions of years and finally became a Taoist ancestor.

The immortal he once looked up to is now an ant in his eyes.

Even a god-man can kill as much as he wants.

But is he really happy?

He didn't seem to be relaxed.

Every day, I am either on the way to find the Dao meridian or using the Dao meridian to pursue the Dao in seclusion.

What is the difference between this and mortals?

The difference is that he lives longer.

Feeling that Jie Fu was influenced by his own Taoist rules in the world, Ding Huan was immediately overjoyed.

He did not expect that the sixth step of the Great Dao, the killing magic power was so powerful, but the magic power was so ineffective in the face of artistic conception.

This guy is definitely a bit biased, or because of some influence, it makes his avenue crack.

Otherwise, no matter how strong his world is, he would not be able to invade the other person's mind so easily.

He would not be polite at this time. The Breaking Tribulation Sword Breaking Breaking Breaking Breaking Out in the Void and Turning into Sword Prints and Slashing Slashes.

In just a moment, the knife seal was completed.

Under the sword seal, Ding Huan is the master.

In the vastness, survival and death are in his thoughts.

After the murderous aura became stronger and stronger, Jie Fu was shocked and woke up from the feeling of the world.

He felt the breath of death, which was not birth, old age, sickness and death, but a law of killing and killing death.

The endless knife seals lock on all spaces that understand the existence of the existence.

The souls of the dead were exposed, and he knew that he had just fallen into Ding Huan's artistic conception and magical powers.

At this time, he could only scroll the Zihe crazily.

The killing waves surged up again.

Unfortunately, Ding Huan's killing knife seal had already locked all the vitality.

boom!

The sword seals in the world fell overwhelmingly, and the waves of the purple river were covered with blood reds.

The purple river turned into a blood river, but it was the blood that was relieved.

The blood-covered body was still burning blood and life spanning.

If he doesn't get through this time, he'll be done

Boom boom boom boom!

Under the violent sword curtain of the Breaking Tribulation Sword, Zihe finally collapsed and exploded into the purple killing law in the sky.

In the purple murderous aura in the sky, a cold sword light clearly reflected into the deepest part of the hearts of every bystander.

The sword light was like a blooming flower, gradually intoxicating everyone's eyes.

It was a feeling of intoxication!

The sound of the Tao exploded...

Three thousand guests are drunk with flowers on earth, and one sword is filled with frost and fourteen states!

Blooming flowers, poignant knife frost...

It almost passed away in an instant, and in a blink of an eye it turned into infinite killing sword lights that tore the whole world apart.

"puff!"

The blood light exploded.

All the monks watching suddenly woke up. They realized that it was the blood mist that had appeared in the torn body of the Zihedao Ancestor.

Jie Fu felt a burst of pain. The moment his purple river was broken by Ding Huan's knife, his mind seemed to be dead.

Zihe is the crystallization of his lifelong practice of practicing Taoism.
To be continued...