Mysterious mirror hanging high

North Sea

A sword energy tore through the void, and a young swordsman in snow-white clothes emerged from the void.

"puff……"

The young swordsman's face was pale at this time, and his white clothes on his chest were stained with many bloodstains. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries. He raised a long sword with a jade-like luster in his hand and looked solemnly at the vast and calm sea behind him.

The next moment, Taixu was torn apart again, and three more monks escaped from it.

The man on the left was a monk with a bulging belly. Although he looked like a Buddhist monk, his skin was bluish purple and he had two protruding fangs at the corners of his mouth. He didn't look like a human, but rather like a ghost from the underworld.

On the right was a beautiful woman, dressed extremely revealingly, emitting a sinister aura from her entire body. She looked at the young swordsman with a somewhat provocative look.

The man in the middle was the most ordinary, just an ordinary middle-aged man with a mustache and a bright red Taoist robe that looked quite festive. He did not look like a monk, but rather like a receptionist who greeted and saw off guests at ordinary weddings and funerals.

The auras of these three cultivators were not concealed at all. They were actually three Great True Lords whose cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage!

"Nangong Fuhua! You're only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, yet you've managed to escape from the three of us for several months. That's enough to make you proud..."

The monk touched his round belly and said with a smile.

Nangong Fuhua looked at the three people coldly, staring at the monk and said, "Demon Lord Swallowing the Sea, although my cultivation level is slightly lower, my ability to escape into the void is not weaker at all. You can continue to waste your time on me. Let alone a few months, even if it is years or decades, I want to leave. Can you stop me?"

Upon hearing this, the Devouring Sea Demon Lord smiled strangely and turned to the middle-aged cultivator in the fiery red robe, saying, "Fenhai Daoist Fellow, why don't you set up your formation?"

The monk in the fiery red Taoist robe said nothing. He flipped his hand and a formation plate appeared. Waves spread out. The surrounding void suddenly vibrated and then seemed to solidify. The sea breeze over the North Sea became a little sticky.

True Lord Fenhai said leisurely, "The [Minor Heavenly Absolute Formation] can imitate the magical power of Heavenly Lord Huashen and temporarily seal off the Great Void. However, it only lasts for an hour, so we must hurry."

The Devouring Sea Demon Lord rolled his eyes and said, "He's just a sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. If the three of us join forces, we won't be able to defeat him in an hour. We might as well find a piece of tofu and smash him to death."

Nangong Fuhua's expression changed, and he stared at True Lord Fenhai intently. "Old scoundrel Huangfu, the East China Sea Fire Dragon Island has always had a bad reputation among the overseas immortals. Many of its disciples are domineering. I was only good enough to deal with those one or two black sheep. I never thought that the top beam would be crooked and the bottom beam would be crooked... You actually got involved with the Juechen Demon Sect."

True Lord Fenhai smiled and said calmly, "Everyone in this world is driven by profit. If True Lord Fuhua can offer a higher price than Juechen Demon Dao, I might switch sides in the middle of a battle."

The only woman among the three stared at Nangong Fuhua, licked her lips, and chuckled softly, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, your sword immortal style is truly outstanding. It is completely different from the ordinary people I have encountered in the past... If Fellow Daoist Nangong is willing to become my Taoist partner, I may join forces with Fenhai Daoist to kill Fenhai Daoist here."

The Devouring Sea Demon Lord's expression changed, and he forced a smile, "Friend Chang Yin, please stop joking."

Nangong Fuhua scoffed at this and said, "My Daoist companion is a thousand times superior to you in terms of appearance, talent, character, and personality. How dare an old woman like you, nearing the end of your life, become my Daoist companion?"

"What did you say?!"

The temperature around Chang Yin Demon Lord dropped drastically, and the sea surface directly below her actually formed into blocks of black ice. It was obvious that she was completely enraged by Nangong Fuhua's words. At this moment, she laughed in anger:

"It's a pity that your Taoist partner has already been abducted by a Nascent Soul Demon Lord. I wonder what he's doing to her now! When we capture you, we'll definitely take you to enjoy the live sex show of your unparalleled Taoist partner..."

Nangong Fuhua's expression darkened, and the light of the [Yuqing Sword] in his hand became brighter and brighter.

The Devouring Sea Demon Lord looked dissatisfied. "Capture alive? This kid's swordsmanship is formidable. Although he hasn't reached the late Nascent Soul stage, he shouldn't be underestimated. Kill him right here! Don't leave any trouble for the future."

"Three late-stage Yuanying True Lords are attacking me alone. How shameless!"

True Lord Fenhai laughed and said, "You are not an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul… If we allow Fellow Daoist Nangong to advance to the late Nascent Soul, I'm afraid all the Nascent Soul Demon Lords in Juechen Immortal Continent will be unable to sleep or eat in peace!"

"Do it!"

The belly of the Sea-Devouring Demon Lord suddenly swelled up, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a balloon that was inflated to the extreme. Then he suddenly exhaled, and an invisible wind pressure bomb attacked Nangong Fuhua!

The Demon Lord Chang Yin gently shook his jade hand, and countless tiny Nine Nether Bone Spikes suddenly flew out from the white bone bracelet on his wrist. Wherever the bone spikes passed, just a slight overflow of cold air would completely freeze the entire sea surface.

True Lord Fenhai spat out a stream of his own true fire, which transformed into a fire dragon and roared as it rushed towards Nangong Fuhua.

The three True Lords really did not hold back at all, and used their best magical powers as soon as they attacked.

"Tian Qing!"

Nangong Fuhua shouted coldly, and the [Jade Sword] in his hand flew out, turning into a sky-high jade pillar, slashing towards the three True Lords.

boom!

The moment the image of the flying sword came into contact with the magical powers of the three True Lords, a violent tide of spiritual energy was set off, causing the spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth to boil.

Nangong Fuhua's white shirt was stained with blood, and the [Yuqing Sword] in his hand had a three-inch crack.

The North Sea was frozen for thousands of miles, and the Nine Nether Bone Spikes sacrificed by the Demon Lord Changyin turned into ice cones all over the sky, freezing all the remaining sword lights.

True Lord Fenhai smiled as he shattered the ice. The fire dragon transformed from his innate true fire stirred up a monstrous demonic flame. "It's said that Sword Immortal Fuhua's [Jade Sword] can reach the abyss. Seeing it today, I realize that its reputation is far from being lived up to..."

"You evil villains..." Nangong Fuhua coughed up blood foam with ice slag: "Besides defeating the minority with numbers, what else can you do?"

The Devouring Sea Demon Lord laughed and said, "If you want to blame someone, blame your clan for killing too many demons in recent years! This has brought bad luck upon the adults..."

"No need to say more, he won't last a few rounds... A quick fight, a quick end..."

True Lord Fenhai's voice suddenly stopped, and an indescribable look of shock suddenly appeared on his face as he looked towards the sky not far away.

The sky was suddenly torn open with a thousand-foot-long crack, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Pool hung upside down.

The icicles in the sky evaporated into mist before they even fell, and a startling figure stepped out from the rising vapor—a tall woman wearing armor with lightning patterns emerged from the blocked void.

The purple lightning that shot out from the gaps in her armor illuminated every detail within a radius of a hundred miles. The end of her high ponytail condensed into solid lightning, which drew scorch marks in the air as she swayed with her steps. A black lightning mark on her forehead was like a ravine split by lightning, and the leaping lightning lava inside made her eyes shine with gold and purple.

Then, the armored woman swiped her right hand, and a flickering lightning flashed out from the void.

The lightning gradually faded away and turned into a long sword with a simple shape and intricate patterns, which was held firmly in the woman's hand.

At the end of the hilt of the longsword, there are two large characters engraved, which should be the name of the sword:

【Xuan Lei】.

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I've been staying up late these past two days and my eyes are dry and sore. I really can't write anymore. Please allow me to take a break for two days.