From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Even someone like An Lushan, who had been invincible for hundreds of years, did not expect that Xu Xing's methods would be so complicated and sophisticated.

It started with the power of void, then the power of emotions that stirred up the fire in one's heart, the purple gold bowl of Jinshan Temple, the three heads and six arms, and finally the sword of the holy way.

Any one of these is enough to make a great immortal-level strong man stand out among the strong men in this world, but this person knows them all.

Especially the sudden and unexpected sword of the Holy Way shocked An Lushan the most.

Since the first day of cooperation with Pei Zhengsheng, the Western Branch has been on guard against a counterattack by the Lord of Yunya Peak. An Lushan is certainly familiar with his swordsmanship.

But the sword realm displayed by Xu Xing, although derived from Pei Zhengsheng, is even higher than his own!
Strictly speaking, this sword that "assists the harmony of heaven and earth" was indeed created by Xu Xing and Pei Zhengsheng together.

In the Nine Netherworlds reincarnation, Pei Zhengsheng's soul was completely wiped out, and his spiritual foundation and swordsmanship skills all became Xu Xing's practice resources.

Even his natal sword embryo was integrated into "Ximemo Kunfeng" by Xu Xing. Now, the word "Kunfeng" is no longer worthy of its name, so Xu Xing simply calls it "Ximemo".

Although Pei Zhengsheng had read the books of sages since childhood and studied the teachings of sages, and had a heart to save the world and bring peace to the people, he was forced by the current situation and was never able to put it into practice.

This is why, although he had the idea of ​​"assisting the minister" and "cultivating", he was unable to reach this level personally.

Xu Xing is different. Not only does he have "knowledge", he also has "actions" that have helped the world on several occasions. With Pei Zhengsheng's enlightenment on swordsmanship, he is able to reach this level.

Even if Pei Zhengsheng were to be resurrected, holding the Zongjing Sword, and competing with him alone in sword realm and sword intent, he would still feel inferior.

Of course, when it comes to the subtleties and mysteries of swordsmanship and sword energy, Xu Xing lacks training after all, and is not a true pure swordsman, so he still has a distance to go compared to Pei Zhengsheng.

Even so, this sword of his was enough to amaze An Lushan, and he even injured him with his great immortal body!

An Lushan was filled with shock and anger, and could not believe it. The flames of hatred burning in his heart were at an unprecedented high.

Even the sky within a radius of a hundred miles, which included Fengdu, seemed to be shaking and trembling due to the wrath of the devil, and even seemed to be about to break apart and connect to some unknown place.

Although Xu Xing's sword strike did achieve some results, it was still more insulting than substantial. Given An Lushan's temperament, how could he tolerate a junior challenging him?

Now that there is no unusual movement in Fengdu, he can take this opportunity to let go and crush this annoying flea to death!
An Lushan took a deep breath and no longer showed any carelessness.

The madness, ambition, and desire in his eyes were all restrained. His eyes were dark, like two holes leading to a bottomless abyss, ready to swallow up everything that existed.

No, not convergence.

Xu Xing could sense that An Lushan simply let his emotions run wild, allowing himself to be completely swallowed up by the endless and crazy desire.

A person with the strongest desires will become cautious and learn to restrain himself in order to achieve his greatest ambition.

Since An Lushan knew that Xu Xing was good at using his emotional powers and was determined to deliver a fatal blow, he would not leave any weaknesses for others to exploit.

An Lushan was an ambitious and insatiable person. During the years when Li Linfu disappeared, he also devoted himself to studying how to fight against his method of transformation.

The current situation is one of the results.

Now is a good time to experiment on this kid.

Xu Xing and An Lushan only needed to look at each other before they understood the Western demon's determined murderous intent.

In fact, he had used up almost all he had learned to take that attack safely and counterattack whenever he could.

Xu Xing was not sure whether he could take it if An Lushan increased his magic power to a higher level.

However, Xu Xing knew another thing.

——Being able to take this blow is enough.

At this moment, a ray of moonlight suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. The moonlight was as thin as a crystal fishing line, piercing through the gloomy sky and accurately falling on the center of An Lushan's eyebrows.

An Lushan, who was coiled in the void, as if he was dominating the center of heaven and earth with unparalleled spirit, suddenly looked up and saw a round mirror with brighter light than the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

What does it mean that there are always people better than you?
That's probably it.

The round mirror had a smooth surface, but An Lushan's face was not reflected inside. Instead, it emitted clusters of bright white electric light, rubbing and stirring against each other silently.

When An Lushan saw the mirror, his face turned pale and he exclaimed:
"Old Sima, you!"

When the first word came out, An Lushan had already stretched out his arm, and the five thick fingers of the Baizhang Dharma Image completely tore the void in front of him into pieces, leaving a dark trail and grabbing towards the bright moon mirror.

Under the moonlight, just as An Lushan "made a move", another ball of lightning exploded, bursting out from the bright moon and soaring far away.

It was actually an ancient sword that was dozens of feet long. The sword surface combined yin and yang, and was engraved with the laws of heaven and earth. The sword edge was simple and round.

Compared to the sharp and sharp swords carried by sword cultivators, this sword is more like a magic weapon, a sacrificial weapon, or even a ceremonial weapon.

But it was this sword that, with its mighty wind and thunder, and fierce lightning, completely tore apart An Lushan's chest, which was a hundred feet tall.

An Lushan was nailed directly into the earth from the sky by the sword that fell from the sky. He stomped heavily on the territory of Fengdu with his feet, causing the earth to shake and the sky to collapse and crack for dozens of miles around.

The ancient sword was still powerful, and An Lushan had no choice but to stretch out his hands and hold the sword tightly. In just a moment, his two exceptionally broad and powerful hands were worn away by the sword's energy, leaving only white bones.

The sword edge rubbed against the metacarpal bone, splashing out a circle of brilliant white flames, which then shattered into thousands of meteors, falling to the ground, like a rare and brilliant rain of light.

An Lushan's huge body kept retreating backwards, but in the end he still failed to control the ancient sword that had been accumulating power for a long time, allowing it to pierce into his chest. The lightning flashed like dragons and snakes, and suddenly spread to the entire body. The loud rumbling sound rolled out continuously.

This sudden change made Bie Xiaolou and Xiaoqing dizzy and overwhelmed.

Even though they had not seen the true face of the person who had attacked, just by seeing the Moon Mirror and the uniquely shaped magic sword, they could clearly tell who the person was.

The Shangqing Hanxiangjian and the Jingzhen Fajian are both famous magic weapons of the Shangqing Sect's founder, Baiyunzi Sima Chengzhen!
Then, an exceptionally loud laugh was heard coming from the Moon Mirror, which sounded narrow and strange.

"You, Hu Er, still can't change your bad habit of being impatient. Although I am not as eager to teach as Daoist Fellow Du, I will not hesitate to teach you now that I have met you!"

An Lushan was furious when he heard this. He held the Jingzhen Sword on his chest with his right hand, his eyes turned red, and he roared:
"Old Sima, your injuries haven't healed yet, yet you still dare to leave the southeast. You are really courting death!"

An Lushan was a hot-tempered person to begin with. Now that his Dharma image had been damaged and his heart of Tao was suppressed by the thundering power of the Jingzhen Sword and the spiritual energy of the Hanxiangjian, his emotions became increasingly difficult to control.

Sima Chengzhen did not show up, nor did he reply. He turned his head and saw thousands of streams of light, densely woven like a net, falling from the sky, as if they were going to nail An Lushan to the earth completely.

Everyone knows that wherever the light of Sima Chengzhen's Hanxiangjian passes, all demons and monsters cannot hide, and they are suppressed by the energy of the sun, moon, stars, and the Five Mountains, making it difficult for them to move.

The Jing Zhen sword once again turned into a brilliant white rainbow, flying away at lightning speed, wandering across the sky, waiting to launch another thundering strike to completely shatter An Lushan's Dharma image.

An Lushan suddenly thought, although Sima Chengzhen was famous for his swordsmanship, he was not a pure swordsman after all, and his foundation had been damaged. How could this sword be so sharp now? !
Could it be that in order to regain his fighting power, this person has abandoned the great way of talismans and turned to practicing pure swordsmanship? !

When the Western Demon thought of this, he roared angrily and stopped attacking. He waved his hand and his hundred-foot-long Dharma image shrank into a mustard seed, breaking through the void and escaping.

Even Xu Xing did not expect that An Lushan would choose to leave in silence after suffering a loss.

But it was this action that made him realize the viciousness and cunningness that was engraved in the bones of this Western demon.

If Xu Xing's appearance could be said to be an accident, then Sima Chengzhen, instead of staying in Shangqing Sect, came here. This must have been premeditated.

As early as the beginning of the demonic calamity, the Southern Branch of the Demon was tricked by the Three Sects of Talismans and fell into the formation. It has not recovered to this day.

An Lushan had made many enemies within the Five Directions Demon Sect. Naturally, he did not want to end up like that person, where even the sect's most precious treasure was robbed, so he had to leave first.

After An Lushan tore the void, a full half a quarter of an hour passed, and the bright moon mirror was still hanging high in the sky, illuminating the area within a radius of a hundred miles without missing a single thing.

After seeing that nothing unusual happened, the bright mirror turned into a stream of light and fell back to the human world. Together with the Jing Zhen sword, it fell into the hands of an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist had white hair and a silver beard, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his sleeves billowing. He had an extremely sage-like appearance, just like a group of white clouds in the mountains, leisurely and free.

Without seeing how he moved, he came to Xu Xing's side.

After taking a closer look at the young man, the old Taoist couldn't help but brighten his eyes, stroked his beard and praised:

"Good boy, if you hadn't been there in front of him and made that Hu Er so angry, I might not have found such a good opportunity to stab him hard."

The old Taoist's manners, demeanor, and choice of words and sentences were all excellent, except for the last word "攮" that he blurted out, which inevitably sounded a bit... gangster-like.

But because of this, Xu Xing became closer to him. He just smiled and said:

"Master, you are joking. If you were not behind me, even if I had the ability to reach the sky, I could only take one more attack at most.

After this strike, whether or not we can take away these two fellows from the Qingcheng Sword Sect is still uncertain."

When Sima Chengzhen heard this, his eyes became more satisfied and he nodded continuously. He then looked at the mirror in Xu Xing's hand and said happily:

"You have forged mirrors and refined swords, and you have such a profound foundation. Young man, when this matter is over, you and I should have a good exchange."

With Sima Chengzhen's identity, he is an immortal in the clouds who lives at the highest point of the mountain, both in the Three Sects of Talismans and in the world. Communicating with Xu Xing in this tone is no longer something that can be described as approachable.

However, Bie Xiaolou, who saw this scene from afar, did not feel surprised at all, but instead felt it was natural.

Among the three talisman sects, except for the "main family" Zhengyi Sect, the two founders of Shangqing Sect and Gezhao Sect have extremely friendly relations with Qingcheng Sword Sect, especially Sima Chengzhen.

Although this old master was of high seniority and supernatural powers, he never put on airs when dealing with the younger disciples he favored, nor did he judge people by their level of cultivation.

In the Qingcheng Sword Sect, from great masters like Bie Xiaolou and Li Jianshi to disciples who have just entered the sect and have not yet condensed their sword embryo, everyone has received instruction from Sima Chengzhen.

Of course, there are also many people who don’t even know that the amiable old man is actually the founder of the Shangqing Sect, one of the few true immortals in the world.

Bie Xiaolou thought of this, and regardless of his unhealed injuries, he controlled the sword light and came to Sima Chengzhen's side, respectfully performing the disciple's etiquette and said solemnly:

"I have met Grandmaster Sima. May I ask you about what happened today..."

Sima Chengzhen was a person who could not stand conventional etiquette. Seeing Bie Xiaolou's behavior, he did not say anything nonsense and simply said:

"Brother Li Dao had anticipated the Fengdu Incident, so he asked me to go on this trip after I came out of seclusion to provide support."

Bie Xiaolou said worriedly:
"What about the Grandmaster's injuries?"

Sima Chengzhen laughed and said:
"It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning. I haven't wasted my time sitting in the mountains these years.

In fact, I have had a feeling since a long time ago that although talismans are good, they are still a bit complicated and not quick and satisfying enough.

As the Heavenly Talisman is in turmoil and it is difficult to connect to the upper realm, I will take this opportunity to give it up and walk the path of the Xuanmen Sword Immortal of your Sword Sect." Although Sima Chengzhen said it lightly, Bie Xiaolou's face changed drastically when he heard it.

Although he was not a sword practitioner and had not practiced the authentic Xuanmen talisman technique, he knew clearly what changing the path meant for a Taoist immortal like Sima Chengzhen, whose foundation had been honed to perfection and who only needed to complete his merits before he could ascend to heaven.

After all, although the swordsmanship of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was derived from the Xuanmen Sect, it is ultimately an external and side sect. Even if one ascends to the upper realm, it is difficult to find a proper job in the Heavenly Court. One can only become a wandering immortal and have no hope of achieving the Great Dao.

And relying on the profound heritage of Shangqing Sect, if Sima Chengzhen were to ascend to the sky as a Taoist, with his attainments in thunder magic, he could at least become a chief officer in one of the nine departments, three offices and four divisions of the Thunder Department, and subdue evil, break prisons, and subdue demons.

Sima Chengzhen didn't notice him at all, he just waved his hands, his face full of relief and ease.

"For me, there is nothing wrong with following the path of swordsmanship, especially in the current situation?"

To Sima Chengzhen, his position in the Ministry of Thunder and his Taoist identity were nothing but illusions and were far less important than human affairs.

After all, if the Five Demon Sects occupied this world, where could these Taoist immortals escape?
Once you become a slave of those demon cubs, not to mention ascending to heaven and working for the heaven, you may not even have the chance to reincarnate and will never be able to be reborn.

After Sima Chengzhen finished speaking, he turned around and looked towards the entrance of the Netherworld Cave, which was filled with ghostly aura and was once again beginning to swarm with evil spirits. He sighed:
"Brother Li, you are indeed the master of the sword immortal way. You are very courageous and have extraordinary courage. If it were me, I would never have thought of doing this."

Xu Xing had also heard An Lushan's words before, so he naturally knew that, strictly speaking, the events in Qingcheng Mountain were all caused by the actions of this Chicheng Sword Immortal.

Now, after hearing Sima Chengzhen's summary again, Xu Xing couldn't help but nod his head in agreement.

Putting himself in Li Yunxian's shoes, Xu Xing thought that if he were in Li Yunxian's position, he would have to take the risk and give it a try, which is better than sitting and waiting to die.

What's more, if going into the Netherworld alone to try to rescue the Great Spiritual Officer was just courage and bravery, then having Sima Chengzhen's support behind him was enough to be called courageous.

Upon hearing this, Bie Xiaolou, who was half a member of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, had a complicated expression on his face. He seemed to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just smiled bitterly and remained silent.

By this time, Xiaoqing had almost finished regulating her breathing and was about to come over, but she saw Sima Chengzhen suddenly raise his head, flick his sleeves, and send Bie Xiaolou and her away fifty or sixty miles.

Only Xu Xing remained where he was, unfolding the "Diagram of the Transformation of the Dragon in the Dark Sea", transforming himself into a roiling dark sea, and trying his best to absorb the ghost energy emanating from the entrance of the Netherworld Cave.

Five hundred magic dragons were among them, constantly biting and swallowing the extremely pure ghost energy of the underworld. The ghost fire jumping in their eye sockets became more and more refined, and gradually they had wisdom.

Sima Chengzhen held a sword in one hand and a mirror in the other. He rose from the ground, revealing a majestic and godly Dharma image of a hundred feet tall. His voice was as loud as thunder, and he said sarcastically:
"You don't want to retreat, and you don't want to fight. Hu'er is really stupid. He doesn't even dare to make a decision on such a small matter. How can he compete with Huang Jutian for the title of the orthodox ruler of heaven and earth?!

With your vision, bearing, and skills, you can only be a dog under Li Linfu's feet at best in this life!"

After he finished speaking, the Han Xiang Jian turned and reflected An Lushan's burly figure again. The hands of this Western demon were still like bones, and there was a round hole on his chest, and it was obvious that his injuries had not recovered.

However, the look he gave Sima Chengzhen was extremely ferocious and vicious, with a green glow, like a giant wolf eager to devour the sky and the earth, wanting to tear the old Taoist priest's limbs into pieces and eat him completely.

It was obvious that Sima Chengzhen's words just now had touched the deepest pain and scar in An Lushan's heart.

However, although An Lushan was angry, he still said nothing. He just clenched his sharp teeth and rubbed them together, causing a series of sparks to fly. There were also teeth-grinding squeaking sounds around him, and his palms chopped out continuously.

Although Sima Chengzhen cursed An Lushan vigorously, he still felt a sense of alarm when he saw An Lushan behaving like this.

The light of the Hanxiangjian Mirror shone brightly, locking onto An Lushan's figure again, illuminating the area within a hundred miles as bright as day. Jing Zhen's sword swept through the sky like a white rainbow, slashing towards the Dharma image, circling and cutting, sparking off brilliant sparks one after another.

Bie Xiaolou and others looked from afar and felt that they were no longer in the spooky Fengdu, but in a strange world full of lights and colors.

Although Sima Chengzhen had just injured An Lushan with the help of the opportunity created by Xu Xing, this Western demon, who had practiced for longer than him, now also showed his fierce fighting power.

There was no need for any other spells or magical powers, just simple two palms to tear apart the vital energy and pierce through the void, as if to shatter the heaven and earth itself.

Every move and every style of An Lushan was like a punch through the void within a radius of ten, twenty, or even dozens of miles. The palm power, as solid as the peak of a majestic mountain, was everywhere, crushing towards Sima Chengzhen from all directions.

In the hands of this Western demon, the "Yin Demon Splitting Sky Technique" does not require any Yin Demon as a sacrifice.

With his understanding of the void, An Lushan was able to grasp the peaks and troughs of the changes in the void itself, use the least amount of force, and take advantage of the situation to tear it apart, using this "phenomenon" of shattering and his strong palm power to defeat the enemy.

The lightning transformed by the Jing Zhen Sword was indeed able to leave one wound after another deep enough to see the bone on An Lushan's body, leaving him bloody and mangled, but the Han Xiang Mirror was also hit by the "Yin Mo Lie Kong Da Fa" and was unable to shake, and the mirror light dissipated.

Sima Chengzhen's physique is absolutely no match for An Lushan. If this protective treasure is broken, his situation will immediately become precarious.

Besides this, the old Taoist was worried about another thing.

An Lushan was a demon who would not release his eagle until he saw the rabbit and would never waste any cost. There must be another reason why he was willing to turn back.

Sima Chengzhen knew without thinking that the reason must come from the unknown netherworld - then, what kind of situation is Li Yunxian in now?

In the ultimate confrontation between the True Immortals and the Heavenly Demons, the aftermath of the battle spread farther and farther, even spreading beyond Fengdu, making it difficult to maintain the void, but Xu Xing still held his ground at the entrance of the Netherworld Cave.

In fact, Sima Chengzhen had wanted to send him away together with Bie Xiaolou and Xiaoqing, but Xu Xing released his self-created void and, with the help of the five secret realms, firmly nailed him to the spot.

Even with Sima Chengzhen's True Immortal-level attainments in the magical power of the void, he was unable to make Xu Xing move even a step.

However, it was this brief contact that made Sima Chengzhen realize that this young man had other plans, so he ignored him.

Even though he knew that Sima Chengzhen and An Lushan were at a level far beyond himself, Xu Xing was also well aware of his own abilities and position.

He does not seek to accomplish anything, but only to do harm.

What's more, at the entrance of the dark cave, Xu Xing's "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret Scroll" is enough to burst out with 120% or 140% of its effectiveness, and can also control power several times greater than his own.

——If Fengdu had not accumulated so much ghost energy, the Qingcheng Sword Sect would have razed it to the ground long ago and it would not have survived until now.

In order to bring his Yinshan Taoist foundation to its limit, he simply put his body into the mirror world, leaving only his soul and his skeletal body.

After entering the Heavenly Palace with all his heart and soul, a passage of scripture suddenly emerged in Xu Xing's soul:
"Seven non-spiritual spirits, six heavens across the northern road..."

Xu Xing just recited this passage of scripture, and his heart was touched and benefited. His understanding of "Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Scroll" all along converged at one place, and his soul was actually flashing with spiritual light that could not stop for a moment.

At the same time, at the top of Yinshan Mountain, the "Zhou Jueyin Palace", which had only begun to take shape, was also being completed at an extremely fast speed. All the ghosts and evil spirits that had just been subdued were dressed in yellow and white embroidered clothes, and their resentful and evil aura was greatly reduced.

Xu Xing had previously gone through the "Nine Netherworlds Reincarnation" in a life-and-death battle with Pei Zhengsheng. Now he is in the territory of Fengdu again. The "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret Scroll" will naturally give him corresponding magical powers.

Even for Xu Xing himself, this level of ghostly aura from the underworld was close to his limit.

His instinct told him that if he allowed "Zhou Jueyin Palace" to continue to grow, there would be unpredictable disasters.

Therefore, Xu Xing no longer tried to draw power from the underworld. Instead, he used the Yinshan Taoist base as the center, allowing the strong ghost energy to spread and create a battlefield that best suited his performance.

Dark clouds gathered in all directions, and in an instant covered an area of ​​fifty or sixty miles. The sea was surging, the clear water was flowing everywhere, and the air had turned into a cold current with ice and snow.

Although Bie Xiaolou and Xiaoqing had already left this area, they still felt their minds were soaked, and the movement of their sword intent and spiritual thoughts also showed a slight sluggishness.

An Lushan and Sima Chengzhen were also greatly surprised when they sensed this aura.

In their eyes, Xu Xing's aura and cultivation have now reached the level of the eighth calamity of the "Nine Netherworlds Reincarnation Method" - this power cannot be taken lightly even for a true immortal.

When An Lushan turned back this time, he was already a little hesitant, and when he saw Xu Xing perform such a pure "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret Scroll", he hesitated even more.

——Could it be that this person was really a secret agent arranged by that old man?
However, at this moment, Sima Chengzhen gave Xu Xing the greatest trust.

The old Taoist fluttered his long sleeves on his right hand, stretched out his arms, and held the Hanxiangjian in his hand, as if he was holding a bright, clear moon with azure light and smashing it down on An Lushan's head.

At the same time, the Jing Zhen sword also became extremely huge, and thunder and lightning violently surged on the patterns on the sword body, forming waves like rivers, and pierced towards the crack in An Lushan's chest.

All along, Sima Chengzhen was extremely careful to control the distance during this fight, not giving An Lushan the chance to get close.

Now he took the initiative to choose a close combat, a life-and-death battle. Although An Lushan was caught off guard, he still did not retreat at all.

The Western Demon raised both hands, with his right arm held high like a tripod, holding up the "Han Xiang Jian" that was smashing towards him, as if he was holding up a bright moon falling from the sky.

An Lushan's face was ferocious, brilliant lightning flashed between his fingers, his bones creaked, and fine cracks appeared on them, as if he was about to break, but he still held on.

After holding up the "Han Xiang Jian" with his right arm, An Lushan actually ignored the Jing Zhen sword that was rushing towards him, but stretched out his left arm and slapped Xu Xing who was ready to take action.

Sima Chengzhen and An Lushan were old acquaintances, so An Lushan could guess that this old Taoist had probably switched to swordsmanship in order to maintain his peak combat power.

And Xu Xing's sudden change has given An Lushan too many surprises.

What's more, he had to admit that Xu Xing was now qualified to be the straw that broke the camel's back and was enough to affect the battle between him and Sima Chengzhen.

So this time, An Lushan would rather be pierced by Jing Zhen's sword again than not kill this annoying guy.

Facing An Lushan's attack, although Xu Xing now possessed several times more power than before, he had no intention of canceling out An Lushan's attack. Instead, he once again offered up the purple gold bowl.

In the short moment gained by the "Purple Gold Bowl", Xu Xing exerted the "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret Scroll" to its limit and delivered the most powerful attack of his life towards the entrance of the Netherworld Cave.

Ever since Xu Xing integrated his soul into his Taoist foundation, his sensitivity to the Netherworld has become dozens of times stronger than before. Therefore, he can clearly feel a familiar aura faintly coming from the entrance of the Netherworld Cave.

That kind of grand and solemn feeling was exactly the same as the aura Xu Xing had felt when he performed Void Teleportation outside the sea realm before.

Obviously, that was the aura of Di Huaiying, the Great Spiritual Officer of Mountains and Rivers, the Prime Minister of Kanglong Palace!

Xu Xing's attack immediately caused the mountains and rivers within a hundred miles to shake and shatter. The dark clouds in the sky and the vast sea all gathered at this moment into a sharp sword that was straight and unstoppable, and slashed towards the entrance of the Netherworld Cave!
He used the sword cultivator's method of purifying sword energy to forcibly gather the ghost energy, and then used the Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound Seal to disperse the remaining resentful and evil thoughts in it, allowing Xu Xing's sword intent and sword thoughts to take control of it. Only then was he finally able to refine this sword that could penetrate the underworld and separate life and death!
After this sword strike, the "Purple Gold Bowl" was knocked away by An Lushan due to the lack of magic power support.

Fortunately, Sima Chengzhen did not hesitate to spend a drop of his blood and energy to make the speed of Jingzhen Sword break through the limit and block An Lushan's palm.

There was a loud dragon roar, and the body of Jing Zhen's sword shook violently. The lightning on it also shattered, like splashing water, splashing everywhere.

Ever since Sima Chengzhen turned to swordsmanship, this sword has been his lifeblood. It is even more important than the Han Xiang Jian. Now, after suffering such a heavy blow, a trace of blood immediately appeared on his face.

An Lushan had been preparing for Sima Chengzhen's attack, so even though his offensive was blocked, he was not surprised at all.

——Since you want to save him, I will kill you first!

The ferocious god turned around, his rough and wild face, his beard and hair flying in anger, his smile was ferocious and ugly, and his eyes revealed undisguised joy.

As soon as the smile appeared, a dark and deep crack appeared behind Sima Chengzhen.

A giant bony palm shot out from it.

All the energy in the world had no time to react, and this palm hit Sima Chengzhen's back. It didn't even stir up the slightest fluctuation of vitality, and the old Taoist's back was already pierced by An Lushan! (End of this chapter)