"ah……"
"my eyes……"
"ah……"
Countless strong men let out miserable screams.
Not only the strong men from Tao Dao Sword Sect, but also the strong men from Hongchenxuan had no time to escape from the range covered by the formation, and were instantly drowned by a blood-red light.
"them……"
Ji Chanshou had already escaped, and he couldn't help but be shocked as he stared at the dazzling blood-red light.
No one expected that Hongchenxuan’s trump card would be so cruel, not only killing enemies but also his own people.
Yang Ning stared at the valley below that had become a sea of blood, and his heart trembled. In order to become a strong man in the Sword Sect, Hongchenxuan actually buried countless disciples who were not very advanced in cultivation, and murmured: "It's so cruel. , is this the Holy Land of Hongchenxuan?"
Yang Ning had to say that he had to get to know Hongchenxuan again, but Yang Ning's mind quickly changed. Being able to become a holy place and stand for thousands of years, such determination and methods were beyond his comprehension. of.
Yang Ning probably made a rough calculation. The activation of the formation just now caused the entire Taoist Sword Sect and Hongchen Xuan to lose almost half of their powerhouses. Is it really worth using such unscrupulous means to win?
Yang Ning didn't know why Dongfang Ming had to launch such a formation.
But soon, Yang Ning discovered the difference.
Because from the sea of blood, strong feelings of sadness gradually rose up.
"he……"
Yang Ning discovered that this sad aura was constantly being injected into Dongfang Ming's body as the sea of blood rose.
"Something's wrong."
"Holy Lord, be careful!" Yang Ning saw that in the powerful aura of sadness, Dongfang Ming actually used the sea of red dust to swallow up all this aura of sadness, and Dongfang Ming's breath also entered the body along with the sadness. , became violent.
The Tianque Sword kept slashing, hoping to use his tyrannical cultivation and the power of the Tianque Sword to cut off the air of sadness, but Yang Ning realized that he was overthinking it.
Dongfang Ming will launch the world-destroying formation at all costs. It is obvious that the connection between the world-destroying formation and Dongfang Ming can no longer be broken by force.
"You have to be careful. His current transformation is very special. He seems to have lost consciousness." Zhu Yan sent a message for Yang Ning. Compared with the life and death of the Sword Sect, Zhu Yan still couldn't watch Yang Ning die. That's why he reminded me.
A powerful aura gradually rose from Dongfang Ming's body.
Dongfang Ming's eyes gradually turned blood red, as if he was haunted by a soul coming from hell.
"One sword cuts across the world!" Yang Ning roared, and a powerful force shot out along with the horizontal slash of the Tianque Sword.
Since there is no way to stop it, let's destroy Dongfang Ming's body first, in order to prevent it from absorbing the sorrowful energy in the sea of blood.
"puff……"
Zhao Huai withdrew, but the powerful sadness backfired on him. His face turned pale, and it was obvious that he had been deeply wounded.
"He is..." Yang Zhen's voice was very calm. He had been in a state of divine restraint, and his body was still surging with heat, and his divine light was completely covered.
"Use resentment to strengthen yourself, and then gain cultivation in an abnormal way." Zhu Yan said.
"Huai'er..." Ji Chanshou hurriedly sent the healing medicine to his apprentice.
Yang Ning and Yang Zhen looked at Dongfang Ming with focused eyes.
Yang Pi struck with a heavy Jun sword and stared at Dongfang Ming. Naturally, he could tell that Dongfang Ming was in something wrong.
"This old boy is so cruel. In order to strengthen himself, he did not hesitate to launch such a cruel formation." Yang Pi said in horror: "Can't I stop it?"
Yang Ning shook his head.
"What a disaster..."
Yao Xinhen stared at Dongfang Ming. Although Yao Xinhen had also reached the peak of the mountaineering realm, he was staring at Dongfang Ming at the moment. With his strong mental power, he could naturally feel Dongfang Ming's state.
Roaring sounds came out from Dongfang Ming's mouth, and they were constantly hit by the air of sorrow. Even if Dongfang Ming had been at the top of the mainland for many years, he could not bear such bad things.
But Dongfang Ming's aura became stronger and stronger with each scream.
"He has already transcended three steps of asking questions." Zhu Yan reminded again.
"kill him!"
Yao Xinhen also reminded.
"That's right, kill him." Yang Zhen took the lead and shot a sky-piercing spear like a dragon, and Cang Lan's hegemonic body was completely activated by Yang Zhen.
"Okay!" The sword bone flashed, Yang Pi became more direct, and the black light of the sword shot straight like a crescent moon.
Rumble…
The sound of terror stirred.
The joint attack of Yang Zhen and Yang Pi would have made even the world's top Ling Chenzi fearful of avoiding the attack, but Dongfang Ming downplayed it and easily cracked it with two fingers.
Not only that, Yang Zhen's sky-piercing spear was knocked away by Dongfang Ming's punch, and then two fingers clamped Yang Pi's heavy Jun sword.
"Brother Pizi..." Yang Ning roared, and the Tianque sword shot straight, a peerless sword, without hesitation, he struck directly.
Yang Ning's speed was extremely fast.
But at this moment, Dongfang Ming was obviously beyond the understanding of Yang Ning and the others.
"Ding!"
There was a harsh sound of metal collision.
It was Dongfang Ming who used his strength to block Yang Ning's sword with his heavy Jun sword.
Rumble…
A terrifying roar spread.
Yang Pi felt that the spiritual power in his body could not be controlled by himself, and his whole body seemed to be a toy between his fingers.
Immediately, he was thrown by Dongfang Ming and flew backwards.
"Brother Pi Zi..." Yang Zhen hurriedly shot out and caught Yang Pi with the word "Xing".
"One sword is the best!" Yang Ning roared. Without Yang Pi to worry about, Yang Ning struck with another powerful sword.
"Annoying little bug!" A hoarse voice came from Dongfang Ming's mouth.
Yang Ning can no longer even feel Dongfang Ming's aura, because it is already a living body composed entirely of unwilling and sorrowful energy, and has nothing to do with human beings.
Rumble…
The peerless beauty was suppressed by a blood-red force in just an instant.
Yang Ning only felt that the sword light he shot was shattering, bursting into the palms of Dongfang Ming, and then turned into silence with the power of the huge palms.
"Is this the power of the three steps of origin?" Yang Ning didn't know what level Dongfang Ming's strength had reached, but one thing was certain, it definitely surpassed the three steps of asking.
Yang Ning forced herself to steady herself and asked Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan shook his head subconsciously and said: "I don't know either, but I am sure that he has gone three steps beyond asking."
"However, I did not feel the original power in him." Zhu Yan affirmed and began to be on guard. After all, the appearance of such a strong man requires enough attention even by him.
Yang Ning would not force Zhu Yan. After all, as far as Zhu Yan's status was concerned, he did not need to help him. The reason why he followed him was that if it wasn't for Huan Ling's face, he probably wouldn't take a second look at him.
The Tianque Sword once again gathered powerful power, and the Lingtian Jue in Yang Ning's body had completely activated the two fundamentals. Even the star spirits that were originally floating in the Zi Mansion followed Yang Ning's rapid operation of the Lingtian Jue, and moved towards it. Holding Yang Ning's body, providing a little bit of starlight power.
As the Tianque Sword continued to gather power, the aura on Yang Ning's body gradually changed.
"One sword is the best!" Yang Ning roared again. From the powerful sword, Yang Ning had no reservations.
Rumble…
"Wushuang - fight in all directions!"
The three brothers Yang Ning and Yang Zhen rarely fought side by side, but the enemy they faced at this moment clearly exceeded their expectations.
"And me..." Yao Xinhen shot out a purple talisman, and a sharp arrow instantly broke through the air and shot toward Dongfang Ming's eyebrows.
"Ants, reptiles..."
"Go to hell!"
Dongfang Ming's voice was still hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for thousands of years, but his powerful palm completely exceeded the expectations of Yang Zhen and others.
Rumble…
The terror of one palm was beyond the ability of three people to stop it.
The three of them were shot away in an instant, and the mournful aura seemed to wrap around the entire world, making it impossible for the three of them to resist.
"This...ahem..." Yang Pi stared at Dongfang Ming. Although he was injured, the aura coming from Yang Pi was getting stronger and stronger.
This is the foundation of Yang Pi, and it is also the motivation for Yang Pi to start practicing.
Desperate sword intention!
As the eldest brother, I should protect Yang Zhen and Yang Ning.
If the enemy is strong, then step over my corpse.
Yang Pi's aura became stronger and stronger.
With a flash of black light, Zizhong Jundao completely changed.
"Is it... domain?" Zhu Yan stared at Yang Pi. This scene seemed a bit shocking to him, because according to Yang Pi's cultivation level, it was absolutely impossible to comprehend the domain realm, but Yang Pi did it.
Yes, it belongs to Yang Pi's Despair Sword Domain.
One knife to the top.
A mountain and sea.
Tearing everything apart.
Evolve from ruins and completely become a domain.
A flash of sword light flew out, forming an extremity area.
Not for killing, just for the despair of not being able to protect his brother.
Tearing everything apart.
Rumble…
It was not only the space that was torn apart, but also a palm.
The sword light seemed to be only one sword, but the moment it came close to the palm, it seemed to turn into thousands of swords.
"Ah... you..." Dongfang Ming finally screamed, but it was not painful, but Yang Pi's knife actually chopped up a large piece of his aura that drew the sorrowful energy from the sea of blood.
"Brother Pizi, good job..." Yang Zhen was at his peak, and he couldn't help but feel powerless just now, but with this scream, he finally saw hope.
"Wushuang-fight!"
There was only fighting, endless heat waves rising, and with Yang Zhen as the center, red and white flames completely erupted.
The Nine Yang True Fire burns all things.
As the sky-piercing spear fired, it instantly penetrated Dongfang Ming's palm.
Yang Ning also seized the opportunity and slashed towards Dongfang Ming's abdomen without hesitation.
"Ant, damn..." Dongfang Ming was like a ruthless machine. The fleshy palm that had been pierced recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but soon Yang Zhen and Yang Pi were attacked again.
laugh!
Rumble…
The Despair Blade Territory showed its power again. Although it did not cause fatal injuries to Dongfang Ming, at this moment, it continuously cut off the sorrowful energy that Dongfang Ming could absorb from the sea of blood below.
"Damn you!" The other palm was like a mountain, grabbing at Yang Pi.
"Brother Pizi, be careful..." Yang Ning roared, and the Tianque Sword ruthlessly slashed into Dongfang Ming's abdomen.
"Ah..." Although he screamed and the blood stained the sky, Dongfang Ming seemed to have completely lost the feeling of pain and no life was passing away.
A palm moved at great speed, and Yang Pi was instantly grasped in his hand.
"Ah..." Yang Pi screamed.
"Brother Pi Zi!" Yang Ning roared, and in the sea of consciousness, he added the power of the Nine Yang True Fire and the Nine Turns Yin Flame to a sword, and grabbed Yang Pi's arm towards Dongfang Ming. Angrily slashed down.
Rumble…
The roar came again.
It was Yao Xinhen who detonated the purple arrow directly at the expense of his own spiritual power.
The powerful explosive force instantly swallowed Dongfang Ming's head.
A blood mist soared.
"ah……"
Yang Pi screamed again.
"Fuck!" Yao Xinhen was also shocked.
Because Dongfang Ming was not dead, his ferocious face emerged from the blood mist.
Only half of the head was left, and the area that had just exploded was completely bloody, but Dongfang Ming was still alive.
"he……"
Yang Zhen stared at Dongfang Ming's body, not only in disbelief, but also felt fear deep in his heart.
laugh!
At this moment, the sound of a sharp blade breaking through flesh was heard.
Yang Ning's sword strike cut off one of Dongfang Ming's arms.
