"Yanxu is perfect."
Duan Zhen looked at the visitor calmly and flicked his knuckles.
He released the power of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong and began to look at this person.
There was a hint of sharp sword light on this man, as if he had been practicing swordsmanship for a long time.
Looking at the long sword in his hand, it is not an ordinary thing.
From this point of view, this Qionghua Sect is an immortal sect that specializes in swords.
Whether it was Yuan Qing whom Ziwei Dao met before, or the two disciples who were paralyzed on the ground at this moment, or the middle-aged man who came with a sword.
They are all practicing swordsmanship.
"Is the sword so good?"
Even though he was wreaking havoc in other people's mountain gates alone, Duan Zhen still had some distractions.
He felt that no matter which world he went to, there would always be a vast majority of people practicing swordsmanship.
Could it be that there is some kind of miraculous power in all the heavens and worlds that affects all practitioners?
"boom!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Duan Zhen naturally raised his right hand and pinched the long sword that suddenly stabbed in front of him.
The sharp sword blade glowing with green light was just in front of him.
Seeing that he seemed to be distracted, the middle-aged man suddenly attacked with his sword without saying a word.
"Buzz buzz!"
But the whining sword sounds also rose in the air, and the long sword, glowing with green light and full of cold air, suddenly stopped suddenly.
"You can't, just wait until everyone comes."
Duan Zhen shook his head slightly, grabbed the sword of the white-robed middle-aged man, and remained motionless no matter how he changed his power.
Instead, the sword continued to make small sounds.
Cracks spread all over the sword.
"How can it be?!"
The middle-aged man's eyes shrank. The long sword that he had cultivated for many years was actually grabbed by two fingers.
Moreover, he took advantage of his unpreparedness and used it in a sneak attack.
How can the physical body catch a flying sword?
For a moment, he seemed to not believe in evil, and kept making secrets and chanting mantras.
But no matter how hard he tried, the sword still couldn't move at all.
"Brother, we are here!"
Just as the middle-aged man was feeling anxious, he heard a loud roar coming from the distant sky.
Immediately afterwards, a total of eight people, also wearing white robes and holding long swords in their hands, fell down.
They all saw the middle-aged man's long sword being controlled by Duan Zhen, and they immediately changed their shapes and stood in what seemed to be a formation.
At this moment, nine people in total, including the middle-aged man, finally arrived.
"Everyone is here."
Duan Zhen glanced at the nine people surrounding him, nodded slightly, and let go of the long sword that had been cracked by him.
"No matter what your reasons are, destroying my Qionghua front palace is an unpardonable crime!"
The middle-aged man spoke majestically, with a trace of doubt in his words.
When he saw Duan Zhen letting go of his own initiative, he quickly took back his sword.
But after seeing the broken marks on the sword body, he couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise in his eyes.
But in the next moment, he covered the long sword with a green light, blocking the broken sword body.
The other eight people who came later did not see this scene.
"The sin is unpardonable? Then how are you going to punish me?"
Duan Zhen looked at the nine people forming a formation and covering him, and said indifferently.
Among this group of people, the middle-aged man is the strongest, and the rest are all in the middle stage of Yanxu.
From this point of view, if the Qionghua Sect has any foundation, it is probably at the Dharma level.
In fact, along the way, Duan Zhen already had a general understanding of this immortal sect on Kunlun Mountain.
What they cultivated was the power of the flow of true energy, which was almost the same as what Meng Qi contained in their bodies.
It's probably the path of refining essence and transforming into qi, refining qi and transforming into spirit.
He practiced the Hongmeng Immortality Record, which also mentioned a little bit about this level of cultivation.
However, Hongmeng Changshenglu only refines Qi and pursues a pure path to blackness.
Speaking of which, this is the purest technique Duan Zhen has ever seen.
No matter what laws, spaces, or avenues, I just purely refine the Qi and incorporate it into my body.
"You destroyed the front hall of my Qionghua Mountain Gate, and your body should be burned with ghostly fire and cut into pieces with a thousand knives. The soul of the soul should be pulled out and pressed into the eye of the North Sea, and you will be reincarnated again three months later!"
Among the nine people, a female Taoist with a frosty face spoke coldly.
Her face was not bad, but there was a hint of anger flashing between her eyebrows, and her lips were extremely thin and looked a bit sharp.
"Okay, when does it start?"
Duan Zhen looked at everyone and suddenly smiled.
How do these people get the courage to think they can convict themselves?
"Arrogant man! Brothers and sisters, don't talk to him too much, just take action!"
The middle-aged man's heart twitched when he saw Duan Zhen suddenly laughing.
His deep spiritual sense seemed to sense some dangerous clues.
He looked at the cracked sword that was enveloped by him, and immediately roared, calling for his fellow disciples to attack Duan Zhen together.
Everyone moved in response, and their bodies changed many times in an instant.
The long swords in their hands seemed to have a strange power, and began to show their power during this change.
For a moment, the light and shadow flowed in the field, turning into a blocking force everywhere, completely covering Duan Zhen.
"Sword array..."
Duan Zhen felt that there seemed to be a hint of sharpness rising in the air, and it was still growing at an extremely fast speed.
"boom!"
A soft sound turned into dozens of cutting rays of light that flickered and flickered, hitting the periphery of his mental power.
Immediately afterwards, there were dozens or hundreds of extremely sharp sword energy, crisscrossing continuously.
"The five spirits have returned to the sect, and their energy is endless! Thousands of residual light sword formations!"
The long swords in the hands of these nine people turned into streams of light, rushing into the sky.
They all let out a long roar and evolved this sword formation that looked extremely extraordinary.
The spiritual energy swept into a vortex and turned into a trace of sword energy, constantly impacting Duan Zhen.
"It's close to the intermediate level of Dharma."
Duan Zhen felt the cutting feeling on the mental barrier, and a sense of curiosity arose in his heart for no reason.
The gap between Yanxu and Faxiang is not small. I didn't expect that these nine people working together to set up this thousands-square residual light sword array could break through to this level.
It seems that this Qionghua Sect still has many merits.
"Boom boom boom!"
The endless intention of cutting caused the entire front hall of the mountain gate to be filled with rubble and mud.
In addition to Duan Zhen's previous destruction, there is no trace of the previous scene in front of the Immortal Mountain Gate.
"Why is this madman so powerful..."
But not long after, a sense of astonishment arose in the hearts of the nine people at the same time.
They did not underestimate Duan Zhen at all. This Qianfang residual light sword formation was also one of the strongest sword formations in their own mountain sect.
Unexpectedly, Duan Zhen's body-protecting essence couldn't even be broken through!
They didn't know that Duan Zhen was a barrier formed by his spiritual power, and they thought it was just the body-protecting essence.
"Is it my turn?"
Duan Zhen completely overwhelmed me with the power of this sword formation, and then suddenly spoke.
At the same time, the nine people from the Qionghua Sect immediately felt their hearts stagnate.
Their expressions became extremely ugly, and the sword formations in their hands were all blocked.
"What's this…"
These nine people spoke almost at the same time, with extremely strong disbelief in their words.
Duan Zhen, who was surrounded by them in the field, was slowly raising his hand.
"Dong dong dong dong!"
At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the divine sound of the heavenly drum that summoned all the immortal sects to come to the heavenly realm before the end of the world.
The sound of the drum seemed to be everywhere, and even began to disturb their minds.
Immediately afterwards, they had no time to understand where the drum sound came from.
Because at this moment, Duan Zhen's palm has been completely raised.
"woo woo woo woo!"
There seemed to be endless evil and demonic intent suddenly igniting around him, with a whisper that could make people fall into endless hell, and it was so terrifying that it was difficult to describe.
And a deep and mysterious power also rose in Duan Zhen's palm.
It was a seal that was constantly rotating, as if the laws of heaven and earth were flowing, hanging from the top of the sky.
This seal seems to represent the beginning of everything, like the distant will of God, falling to the earth.
The original seal, Xuanyuan Wuji Seal.
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