The six men from Ding Yuan stood in a row again, but they were in no hurry to take action. On the one hand, in order to destroy the Yuan Pearl, everyone's energy was greatly depleted and needed time to recover; on the other hand, since we already know the fatal weakness of the method of disintegrating the demon, we only need to withstand it for half an hour, and the opponent may not fight. Self-destruction. Therefore, time is like life, and the first thing Ding Yuan and others should do now is to delay time. Shengnian smiled and said: "Tianjun, please don't talk too much too early. Since you can reverse the situation with the magic of disintegrating the demons, how can you conclude that there are only six of us on this trip? We have been fighting fiercely for so long, and we can't predict the reinforcements behind us. When will it arrive? It¡¯s still unclear who will win.¡± The Lord of Ten Thousand Calamities said, ¡°Do you want to deceive me? This abyss is filled with my spiritual sense. As long as there is the slightest sign of trouble, I will be able to do it immediately.¡± Induction. "If you are still waiting for reinforcements, then I might as well tell you to stop your wishful thinking as soon as possible. Until now, except for the six of you, there is no seventh person alive in the abyss. "Even if reinforcements have been sent from outside Yuanwai at this moment, by the time they break through the boundless sea of ??blood, the six of you will have long been gone, and your blood and essence will be my drink to quench my thirst." Mo Jing said: "If we make a decisive decision and retreat, If you don't fight with your Excellency, what will happen if you just wait for half an hour to come back and come back?" The Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Lord said: "If this plan is feasible, why do you want to retreat now? The only passage is the boundless sea of ??blood above my head. ¡°I must have experienced the wonderful taste when I came here, so I don¡¯t need to say more. At that time, I will hide aside and can easily deal with the six of you with a wave of my hand. " Ding Yuan said: "It seems that Tianjun has decided to eat us, but Ding's essence and blood don't taste very good, so be careful as it upsets your stomach. "Wanjie Tianjun said: "It doesn't matter, I always have a good appetite. I am even more interested in your blood essence. " Ding Yuan shook his head and sighed: "No wonder, the old devil who has been hungry for tens of thousands of years probably smells flattery. " The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations' face darkened, and he said coldly: "You are stalling for time with your blabbering, do you think I don't know? Stop talking nonsense and take action. 1 As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red light on his body flooded into the crowd. As soon as Ding Yuan's Du Tian Fu Demon Great Light Talisman collided, his body trembled violently, the milky white light mist buzzed, and he shrank unwillingly and was squeezed back. Everyone around him tried his best to resist, but with the combined strength of six people, they still couldn't stop the opponent's overwhelming momentum. Qin Rou gave up at first and took two steps back with a groan. Mo Jing and Ji Xueyan tried their best to resist for a while, but had to take a step back to avoid its sharp edge. The formation changed into three men in front and three women in the back. The six fairy swords pointed at the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations. The sword energy from the sword hit a copper wall and reverberated back. Ding Yuan was the first to bear the brunt, resisting nearly half of the pressure of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Lord. The milky-white Great Light Talisman shrank from far to near, shrinking to a space of less than three feet, which could easily protect six people. However, traces of bright red demonic energy seeped into the light mist, swimming like a small snake, constantly devouring the spirituality of Dutian's great light talisman. Waves of cold waves kept coming, slamming into Ding Yuan. Sheng Nian knew in his heart that if things continued like this, the six of them would be swallowed up by the opponent's terrifying aura without taking any action. He yelled, the sword in the stone split the red wave, and struck down on the head of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations. The King of Ten Thousand Tribulations said contemptuously: "How dare the light of a grain of rice compete with the sun and the moon?" The two fingers of his right hand were like Buddha holding flowers, and he slowly pointed them out. The sword in the stone trembled inexplicably and froze in mid-step. A Niu could clearly see from the sidelines that the light around the sword in the stone suddenly solidified when the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Lord issued his finger force, forcibly restraining the sword within and unable to move. He quickly mobilized his pure strength and energy, stretched out his left palm and shot it in the air. Red smoke rises from the sword in the stone, the Dantian in the prime of life exerts its force, and the fairy sword shatters the mask of light. The body of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations floats up, like a cloud, elegant and unrestrained, seemingly slow but actually fast, and strikes at the shoulder of the prime minister with his palm like a knife. Although this is not a vital part, with the power of the Heavenly Lord of All Calamities, any place hit by him will undoubtedly be destroyed. In his prime, Amaterasu's Nine Swords made no progress and retreated, and he understood that the other party's cultivation was far more powerful than his own, and even if he defended with all his strength, he might not be able to escape the disaster. At the critical moment, the sound of the prime year is like thunder, and the sword is like lightning. It is still a move that "throws the ground with sound", attacking with attack. If the Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations doesn't stop and change his moves, it will be absolutely unlucky for him in the prime of his life, but the other party will have to pay a considerable price under this sword. Sure enough, it was as expected in the prime of life. There was a red shadow in front of my eyes, and a wisp of cold breeze swept over my left shoulder. It suddenly hurt my heart, and I didn't feel it for a long time.??Perception. With a "snap" sound, the sword in the stone was gently tapped by the other hand of the Lord of All Tribulations. A force from across the sky caused Sheng Nian to stagger five or six steps, but one of his arms was saved. This moment, A Niu became A Niu and faced the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations alone. In a dangerous situation, A Niu did not panic. He used the golden ancient sword to attack the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations "again and again" with the wind and rain from all directions. At this moment, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations has realized that apart from Ding Yuan, among the six people who came, there is A Niu who can be called his nemesis. Ding Yuan¡¯s great strength lies in possessing the Great Light Talisman of Dutian Demon-Suppressing Demons. He has achieved heavenly skills, is resourceful and decisive, and is very difficult to deal with. However, A Niu seems to be simple and honest, dull and taciturn, but all the moves he performs are aimed at his unique skills. The two of them joining forces already made him frown. Coupled with the calmness, determination and boldness in their prime, it was as if God had sent them to deal with his natural enemies. Fortunately, the cultivation level of the three people is still far behind his. If not, today's battle would be a life-or-death battle. It seems that he has been dormant for tens of thousands of years, and the people outside are not idle either. I just wonder how many more troublesome people there are? He saw that Aniu's sword was invulnerable, but he gathered 80% of his power in his right palm and used the strong to bully the weak in an unreasonable manner. The "bang" palm force hit the golden ancient sword. The sword could not withstand the overwhelming demonic bombardment from the Lord of All Calamities and collapsed. But the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations knows that he has lost based on his moves alone. If one's own skills were similar to the opponent's, this sword would be enough to cut off half of one's hand. He suddenly felt murderous intent, grabbed the air with his left hand, and transformed into a three-foot-long blood-red lightsaber with a "ding" sound. He swung it out with his backhand, shrouding A Niu in a cloud of sword shadow. A Niu's soul was so blessed that he naturally used the "Qing" formula in the "Thirteen Void Body Techniques". His stocky body showed a stretched and soft side, like a leaf floating in the wind, swimming through the gaps between the heavy sword lights. Fly, unscathed. The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations raised his wrist and stretched his lightsaber three feet, leaving no room for his opponent to dodge. Ah Niu gritted his teeth and used strength on his back. His vest was hit by the sword wind with a "snap". He took advantage of the situation and escaped, spraying a cloud of blood mist in the air. This was also the first time he used the Thirteen Void Body Techniques. Then retired due to injury. The Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations was furious. He spent his true energy to lay a dragnet, hoping to kill A Niu with his sword. However, in the end, his opponent only spurted out a mouthful of blood and escaped, which really undermined the majesty of the Heavenly Lord. He intended to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but the opportunity was fleeting. Ding Yuan's Snowfield Fairy Sword suddenly struck from the air. Shengnian and A Niu took a turn in front of the gate of hell and came back again. The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations hated Ding Yuan deeply. When he saw him, he jumped up and decided to inflict heavy wounds to vent his hatred. He condensed the lightsaber in his left hand, regained its three-foot length, and hit the tip of the Snowfield Fairy Sword with a "ding". Two lightsabers made of pure essence formed a confrontation in the air with a snap of their fingers, and each other's true energy was released to the opponent without reservation. In terms of cultivation, the Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations is far superior to Ding Yuan after all. The demonic energy breaks through the blockage and arrogantly attacks the Snowfield Fairy Sword. Unexpectedly, a warning sign appears, and the lightsaber in his hand trembles, breaking into Ding Yuan's sword. The demonic energy in his body was instantly dissolved by a strange force, like a mud cow entering the sea. The Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations said in a loud voice: "The Divine Art of Transforming Gong!" Instead of changing his hand, he exerted his kung fu to 90% and swept it along the lightsaber. As soon as the demonic energy came into contact with the tip of the Snowfield Fairy Sword, Ding Yuan sensed it and knew that even with the Divine Art of Transformation, he could not withstand such a powerful and domineering attack from the old demon. With the crisis at hand, Ding Yuan slapped the Snowy Fairy Sword with his left palm, and the sword bounced up with a sound, raising it towards the forehead of the Lord of All Tribulations, and regained the initiative in one go. When the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations saw Ding Yuan flicking his sword with his palm, he already guessed his next move. He still couldn't help but praised: "So smart!" He raised his right hand and spit out his true energy, and the red light condensed into a shield. A block in front of my eyes. Ding Yuan would not be stupid enough to confront the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations head-on. The celestial sword flicked on the light shield, then went straight down the river and struck the opponent's chest. The blood-colored dark light on the chest of the Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations lit up, and a pair of transparent light hands appeared, clamping the fairy sword with a "snap". He swung the lightsaber in his left hand and shouted: "Boy, withdraw the sword!" Ding Yuan said: "What can I do if you withdraw the sword?" As his mind moved, a stream of true energy was sent into the fairy sword, and his figure flew back, letting him The lightsaber of the Lord who has survived all tribulations. The Purple Lightning Sword Soul showed its sharpness, shattering a pair of light hands with a bang, and condensed the Snowfield Fairy Sword into a ball of light and shot up. "Wow¡ª¡ª" Ding Yuan's clothes suddenly split in half from the collar down, revealing his bare, solid chest. A trace of blood turned from light to thick, running across the front of his body. Fortunately, it was only a skin injury and did not reach his internal organs. Ding Yuan put the sword pill away and stretched it against the wind. The fairy sword reappeared, majestic and majestic. Ji Xueyan, MoThe three girls, Jing and Qin Rou, attacked hand in hand, but were driven back by the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Lord's palm. In the prime of life, before he could catch his breath, he straightened his sword and twisted his body. He and A Niu attacked from the left and right to restrain them, forcing the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations to return his palm to greet them, leaving him no time to pursue the three women. Within about ten rounds, Mo Jing and Qin Rou were hit one after another and withdrew from the fierce battle. Ji Xueyan managed to fight for five or six more times, but her right shoulder was penetrated by the fingers of the Lord of All Calamities, and she still refused to retreat with the sword in her left hand. A Niu and Sheng Nian tried their best to activate the Sword Control Technique, but in front of the Lord of All Tribulations, the fairy sword glowed like a firefly, shaking the tree with earthworms, which did not help and consumed a lot of real energy in vain. Time passes by, and everyone is working hard to support it. The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations is becoming more and more comfortable and skillful. One person and one sword were unpredictable, and every time they took action, the six people were overwhelmed and exhausted. He struck out with a palm and swung away A Niu and Ji Xueyan's fairy swords. There was a "click" sound as their ribs broke, and the two of them flew away with a groan almost at the same time, falling far away. When Ding Yuan saw that Ji Xueyan's death was uncertain as a high school student, his heart was as sharp as a knife, and he swung his sword to strike with all his might. This move was sharp and swift, and it seemed to ordinary people to be a masterful and cruel move. However, in the eyes of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations, this move had so many flaws that he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He only turned sideways to let the edge of the Snowfield Fairy Sword pass, and casually put a palm on Ding Yuan's shoulder. A huge force surged in, Ding Yuan's internal organs were shaken, and his body fell like a meteorite. In the prime of life, the sword in the stone slowly changes, and the "a promise of a thousand gold" style is still well-founded and not chaotic at all. The Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations showed admiration, pointed his finger at the edge of the sword, and said: "I did not misjudge you. Among the six people, you are not the strongest in cultivation, but the one who persisted to the end without messing up the rules is none other than you. "How could Sheng Nian not know that everyone was defeated and there was no hope of survival? However, there was still no despair or depression on his face, and he said: "Tianjun has rewarded you. Sheng still has the strength to fight again, so there is no reason to give up." The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations said: "Even if you are not afraid, you should still regret going into the abyss and seeking your own death, right?" Sheng Nian said calmly: "My companions, the six of them, have entered the Qianlong Abyss to eliminate demons with their swords, and they have already determined that they will die. My heart. Even if I die, it is just to be kind and be kind, and I will be as happy as sweet cakes!" A Niu touched his ribs in several places and felt severe pain in his heart. Hearing the exchange between Shen Nian and the Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations, he still cheered loudly with cold sweat on his forehead. : "Senior Brother Sheng, you said it well! Even if we die, we will never regret it!" Qin Rou fell more than ten feet away, with a layer of frost covering her body, choking and nodding. Ji Xueyan tried to calm down and said: "Miss Qin, don't cry. We can't shed a tear in front of this devil." Ding Yuan got up and said proudly: "Xue'er is right, tears can't solve any problems. What's more, we are far from where we should be. Desperate time!" The Wanjie Tianjun laughed and said: "You brat, you are still stubborn at this time, but I like it. If I weren't so thirsty, I would have wanted you to live a few more days." Smiling, with a sarcastic look, he gasped: "Old Demon of Ten Thousand Tribulations, it has been nearly half an hour since you performed the method of disintegrating the demon. Not only will your cultivation level be knocked back to its original shape, but the injuries to the meridians in your body will also be about to be damaged. Attack. I'm afraid you are the one who deserves to die!" The Heavenly Lord of Wanjie laughed loudly: "You are still dreaming when you are about to die? I can just stretch out my finger and you guys will be wiped out. What can you do to me if you sacrifice your soul with the intention of dying?" Ding Yuan smiled and said: "Old Demon of Wanjie, you are finally right, Ding is going to sacrifice his soul!" "A purple one! A halo rose from Ding Yuan's head, and the soft brilliance of Dutian Fumo's Great Light Talisman guarded its owner like a guard. Ji Xueyan, A Niu, Mo Jing, Qin Rou and Sheng Nian all know that the last moment has arrived, and they also know that Ding Yuan will launch the pacifying chaos technique to make one last effort. The five people looked at each other and understood the death wish in their hearts, and resolutely sacrificed their souls one by one. The five souls lined up behind Ding Yuan in a fan shape, each taking out a palm to inject all the true energy into Ding Yuan's body as much as possible, even if the oil ran out and the lamp ran out, they would not hesitate. The white light around Ding Yuan is getting stronger and stronger, and it has the potential to turn back and stir up the blood-colored light. The Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations frowned slightly. It was not that he didn't want to attack immediately. However, Ding Yuan's soul came out of his body, as if he had suddenly changed. Not only was there no flaw in his body to take advantage of, but the Snowfield Immortal Sword was not triggered, and it seemed that a plot was brewing. A powerful momentum that shook the world made him dare not act rashly. He couldn't let the opponent be distracted, so he continued to increase his momentum. He accumulated 90% of his power in his right palm and slowly pushed out. Wherever the wind from the palm reaches, the undulating and swirling red light suddenly condenses, like a rapidly extending wall of red crystal, pressing directly towards Ding Yuan. Six different channels of true energy circulate in Ding Yuan's body.?Merging with each other, they converged into a torrent and poured into the Snowfield Fairy Sword. The five fingers of the left hand were naturally changing the sword techniques, and his mind seemed to be separated from himself, slowly rising up, and unknowingly reaching the highest state of the peace of chaos technique: "Great Harmony". Taoist Sanjin¡¯s pacifying chaos formula, created with great effort, has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, and has been covered with dust. At this moment, it finally bursts out with the most dazzling brilliance again. Even the supreme realm that he himself had never reached was now transformed into reality in Ding Yuan's hands. Ding Yuan's heart was immersed in an unprecedented feeling of compassion for heaven and earth. Is that what Taoist Sanjin realized when he created the "Datong" formula? From the endless killing and anger in Taiping Jue to the heroic and tragic ambitions in Dingluan Jue, it feels like walking on a long journey, like climbing over steep peaks, and finally seeing the most beautiful scenery after all the hardships. Feeling ethereal, gods and spirits flying. The great light talisman of Dutian Fumo embraces the souls of the six people, and seems to have become a spiritual bridge of communication, allowing them to indescribably feel Ding Yuan's dust-free, innocent and true heavenly heart. "We want all people in the world to be unified, and we want heaven and earth to be unified forever. This feeling can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words." Just like when they continuously transferred their own true energy to Ding Yuan, Ding Yuan also gave back the more precious gift of Tianxin enlightenment. The six heavenly secrets of Xi, Wei, Yi, Xu, Wu and Kong fly together with the heart. The thoughts of the six people are in harmony, and there is no distinction between you and me, they share each other. An incredible thing happened. Black thunder, golden frost, purple lightning, orange cloud, red smoke, and green wind, the six sword souls roared at the same time, and when they came out of the fairy sword, they turned into six beams of brilliant light, arranged in the shape of a plum blossom in front of Ding Yuan, with the axis Facing the edge of the Snowfield Fairy Sword. "Bang¡ª¡ª" The palm force launched by the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations hit the Six Swords of Subduing Demons hard, and the lightsaber vibrated but did not scatter. The condensed red crystal wall melted inch by inch from front to back. A huge invisible force shook the body of the Lord of All Tribulations. The Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations groaned, and there was a faint burning pain in his meridians. The effectiveness of the Demon's Disintegration Technique was fading away like the wind. His expression finally changed, and he held the blood-colored lightsaber in his hands. The demonic energy accumulated in the ground for tens of thousands of years was completely activated, and his body burst into a shocking and dazzling blood stream, and a mysterious cold light condensed in his eyes. The blood-red lightsaber suddenly thickened and rose towards the sky, reaching nine feet in length. The indestructible sword energy burst out of the blade with a cold and strong light mist. He closed his eyes slightly and could clearly feel the momentum growing on the opposite side that seemed to be endless. The Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations gave a violent shout, united his body and sword, and took the lead in launching the Sword Control Technique. The waves of blood were like a torrent, the sword light was like a mountain, and the world was filled with boundless murderous breath. The floating red light was ruthlessly swallowed, leaving behind a darkness. The boundless sea of ????blood above the head trembled, roared in horror, and blood clouds circled and roared crazily. Is this the end of the world? Ding Yuan is still standing quietly, the Snowy Fairy Sword in his right hand is as steady as an ancient rock. Time was stretched infinitely at once, flowing extremely slowly. The movements of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations seemed to be frozen, making this moment seem like it had lasted ten thousand years. Who is singing in the darkness after the red light fades, who is laughing above the clouds of the surging sea of ??blood? In Ding Yuan's heart, he could no longer see the sword of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations that destroyed the heaven and earth. He could vaguely see infinite mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, all under his feet! "Huh¡ª¡ª" The spirits of the six people trembled in unison. All the true energy was drained out in an instant. Their empty thoughts were floating in the peaceful and vast void. They saw a picturesque fairy mountain in the distance. So close! The heart merges with the sea of ??Tao, and the spirit returns to Daluo. In a trance, the pacifying chaos technique suddenly burst out, and the six demon-suppressing swords were radiant, surrounding the Snowfield Fairy Sword, and the seven peerless sword lights played the most spectacular and gorgeous movement in Tianlu for thousands of years! "Seven swords can control the dragon and put an end to chaos in Datong." "Boom¡ª¡ª" A gap of tens of feet in radius was opened in the boundless sea of ??blood, and the chaotic blood mist flowed away in panic. In front of everyone, endless white brilliance filled the air, and at the same time they felt two different air waves, warm and cold, colliding and disappearing in every corner. ??Everyone¡¯s memory went blank for a brief moment, and they were not aware of anything. They just felt that they were floating and existing. Vaguely, I heard the earth-shattering roar of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations, as if a ball of bright red blood exploded not far away, and traces of blood steamed desperately and disappeared - how could it take so long? Could it be that time also disappeared with the roar? Already? Does the world still exist? In the silence, Ding Yuan felt an unbearable pain in his thoughts, and slowly recovered from numbness. Almost subconsciously, he slowly sank into his soul and returned to his scarred body. He was lying on the ground unable to move, his body riddled with holes and hot blood gurgling. The Dantian was as empty as a dry well, the meridians were shrinking and drying up, and it was indescribably cold. Rolling in throatAfter a few blows, the congestion spurted out uncontrollably, choking his internal organs as if they were being torn apart. Before losing his mind, he thought vaguely: "Is the old devil dead? Will Xue'er and Senior Brother Sheng be fine?" Soon a strong tiredness occupied his mind, and there was no need for anything else. I can¡¯t think about it anymore. "Ding¡ª¡ª" The Snowfield Fairy Sword swayed in the low altitude and circled with great difficulty, passing by Sheng Nian, past A Niu, past Ji Xueyan, past Qin Rou and Mo Jing, and finally suspended in the master's hand. above. The purple lightsaber was mottled and covered with dark red blood marks. The Six Swords of Subduing Demons have vanished into ashes and disappeared together with the Heavenly Lord of All Calamities. Maybe its mission in the world has been completed. Maybe someone can refining the Six Swords in a few years so that the Six Paths Divine Sword can reappear in Tianlu. Six people were covered in blood and fell in different places. They seemed to be sleeping or unconscious. Only their respective fairy swords were silently guarding them. The roaring and dancing waves of light and hurricane raged for more than two hours before they gradually subsided. Silence returned to the surroundings, with only the dim red light sent down from the sky by the sea of ??blood, quietly covering this dark and dead place.