"boom!"

The explosion could not reach the ground, but it was swept away by Rao Yaoyao's spiritual skill and exploded in the sky.

The people in the royal city who were pulled back from the brink of death all burst into cheers at this moment.

Some people are lucky to survive the disaster.

Some people praise the power of the temple.

However, most spiritual refiners have been immersed in this sword for a long time and cannot extricate themselves.

"Forbidden Technique!"

"Rubbing the clouds to evoke dreams... This is the power of the forbidden technique! Rao Jianxian protected the entire Dongtian King City with one sword!"

"Niubi! Long live the goddess Rao!"

"I declare that from now on, Rao Jianxian will be another Sword Immortal whom I have recognized since the Eighth Sword Immortal!"

"Shit, Rao Jianxian needs your approval?"

"Hey, isn't this a pleasure~"

The great calamity is over and dawn has broken.

Seeing that the royal city had returned to calm, the spiritual masters who were used to seeing life and death became more active, and their flirtatious talk broke out again.

They are not like ordinary people who will fall into city-level fear after a catastrophe. Thank God for this.

on the contrary.

These people who have witnessed Taixu, the powerful sword immortal, will only have the mentality of chasing after them with all their lives.

There is awe.

But death, life and distance could not make these spiritual refining masters retreat after all.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The cracks in the sky are repaired.

After the celestial phenomena were destroyed and the rules were restored again.

It was as if the clouds in the sky were shattered by the sword of the Sword Immortal. Under the shining of the rising sun, they returned to fall and turned into rain.

Sunshine and rain.

Wind and cheers.

The rain is getting heavier……

But this time, another new rain after the heavy rain will not bring the same feeling of heart palpitations to the people in the royal city as on a rainy night.

Because everyone knows it.

This is the power of survival after disaster.

It represents new life!

…

Above the void.

Rao Yaoyao, who brought up the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, was alone with the wind.

She pondered, after all, at this time, even she had lost the location of all enemies.

But it doesn't matter.

Rao Yaoyao tilted her head and asked softly: "Have you remembered the location?"

"Um."

It was clear that there was no one in the void, but at this moment a young voice came:

"The ghost beast Wuxia went to the south, and there are still people there to help him. He should be someone from Xuyue Gray Palace. After all, he still belongs to Xuyue Gray Palace..."

"The Holy Slave Storyteller ran away to the north. The Eight Masters are familiar with the Yunlun Mountains. They should have gone to look for him."

"I can't find that sloppy swordsman. He ran to the east in the end. He is very strong. He probably has the strength close to the level of a swordsman... As for his identity, you can figure it out for yourself. I won't do the same thing."

"The underworld of the King of Hell has indeed mastered the power of time and space. The last time he set out was to the west. I didn't dare to follow this person. He should be able to discover my existence... By the way, the Soul Cutting and Shangxuan Swords are indeed both powerful.

It's in his hands."

Rao Yaoyao couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this.

The soul is cut, the mysterious sword is injured...

The second of the nine supreme artifacts is in the hands of the leader of a dark force. This is not good news.

"Where is Xu Xiaoshou?" she asked immediately.

After all, this last baptism in the royal city came from this junior.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Void's voice suddenly became a little strange. He paused for a moment and then said: "Disappeared. I have never understood his disappearing technique."

"Oh?" Rao Yaoyao raised his eyebrows, "I've already killed you, but you still don't understand?"

"Zhandao..."

The voice in the void murmured, trembling a little, as if recalling some horrific experience.

After a long time, he suddenly stopped laughing, and his voice was slightly bitter.
Chapter completed!