Lao Dao's eyes flashed cold, bared his teeth, and looked at chuxuan like a poisonous snake. He made a voice of "Ho Ho" in his throat.

His voice was hoarse and shrill: "boy, if you give me all the skills you have, and then commit suicide, I may put you into reincarnation. Otherwise, you will be waiting to bear the pain of losing your soul, ha ha..."

Chu Xuan saw an inch fire sword on the head of Lao Dao, which was slowly solidifying. Although the fire sword was small, its power was really amazing, and a hot heat wave swept through.

Some stones around Lao Dao began to turn into red magma like snow melting water.

Chu Xuan's spirit was shocked, and the crisis of life and death was in front of him. Chu Xuan saw that his long sword made of sword spirit was held by Cunxu fire sword on the top of Taoist priest's head. He could not fall down for a long time. However, under the corrosion of the fire sword, it gradually dissipated and became more and more illusory.

Chu Xuan is in a great hurry. Now he is in a low spirits. He can't continue to lead the five color God thunder to deal with the Taoist priest. He can only use the sun fire. It seems that he has the only magic power to deal with the fire sword.

Then look at the sun fire ox fork, or from the fire more hanging? So Chu Xuan thought of it.

Chu Xuan did not grind Ji, but quickly sank into the elixir field. He attracted the colorful Ruixia to communicate with the fire lines on his forehead. The fire lines hummed and vibrated. Then the golden pupil of the sun was displayed, and his eyes turned into liquid.

With a whoop, two golden pillars of fire flew out of his pupils. The fire god bead was not willing to lag behind, and the bright red flame also gushed out.

Circle of flame light wave, the whole person of Chu Xuan is wrapped up.

Chu Xuan's heart moved, and he quickly wrapped up Zhao xiner and other Kunlun disciples in order to prevent them from being harmed by the aftermath of the war. As for other Wulin people, chuxuan did not care about their life and death at all.

After all this, Chu Xuan will be a red and a gold two pillars of fire against the head of the old road from the fire sword.

Seeing that Lao Dao's Lihuo sword had swallowed up his huge sword made of sword Qi, Chu Xuan did not dare to hesitate. He thought about it and immediately put his life magic power thunderbolt armor into full play.

As FA Jue pinched, five colors of thunder fell from the void, winding around the body of Chu Xuan. Like machine armor, it quickly condensed into a combination around the whole body of chuxuan.

With the golden light shining and the thunder, Chu Xuan was like a god of thunder. He not only scared Qi Qi Qi of the three schools of thought back for hundreds of meters, but also blinded their eyes.

Although the Taoist priest was surprised, he was even more scornful of chuxuan's martial arts. He said: "it's useless to struggle. There's nothing in the world that can't be broken by the fire sword. The fire skill you display is just a courtier in front of Lihuo. When you see a king, you have to kneel down and bow down."

After all, he did not see the power of Lihuo with his own eyes, nor did he know the extent to which he would practice Lihuo sword. However, he did not have more choices. Now he had to shake it!

Chu Xuan lowered the five colors of thunder on the Ninth Heaven. He thought whether he could use the nine swords of Zhuxian to attack the thunder?

After seeing the huge sword which had swallowed up the sword Qi, Lihuo sword was snatching at him under the command of the Taoist priest. Seeing that it was approaching in a flash, he did not dare to place everything on the thunderbolt armor, or would he wait for the initiative to attack.

Waving Zhuxian sword, the sword spirit condenses into a giant sword in the void again. But this time, under the control of Chu Xuan, five colors of thunder are integrated into the giant sword. The thunder roars, the lightning flashes, and the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal.