Chapter 496 There is a wall hanging

Style: Fantasy Author: The princess won't go homeWords: 3357Update Time: 24/01/13 00:06:36
Damn it, you dare to play tricks on him.

The young man fell to the ground because of fear and fear, crying with snot and tears: "Which sect are you from? I'm going to fucking report you, report you!!"

Ye Qiao: "..."

Facing his cry, she spread her hands and smiled: "Then you can report me." Anyway, she didn't plan to leave the secret realm for the time being, so it would be useless if he reported it.

He cried and wiped away his tears and quickly calmed down. After all, he was not a crybaby. It would be too much to cry at this time.

After his mood stabilized, he felt that Ye Qiao should have a good ability to escape, or a good ability to pretend to be a ghost. Otherwise, it would be quite funny that the demon kings were shouting long live. Are they being smart? Recognize a monk as the Demon King.

There is a joke that everyone can learn the top ten in the real world.

"Why are you throwing the sword in mid-air?" He had never seen such a magical operation.

Ye Qiao: "Look at these two swords, do they look like a formation?"

"……"ill.

"Sword formation?" He seemed to still have some research on this, and said: "Do you want to set up a sword formation? What about your other sword cultivators? Those two very powerful sword cultivators are your classmates, right? As for the sword formation, let’s quickly gather and find them.”

After saying that,

He was desperately anxious.

He couldn't wait to run to find Qin Huai immediately.

Ye Qiao: "It's too late to go find them now."

Now all the demon kings are out, excitedly preparing to play a game of cat and mouse. It is still a competitive game. If they go to meet Qin Huai and the others, I am afraid that the entire monks in the secret realm will have been killed by the demon kings.

He had to calm down, "The sword formation has three swords at the bottom."

"I remember if I'm right, three of them can form a formation."

"I have a sword. The problem is that I don't know how to do sword formation." He collapsed again. Each person in the sword formation has a sword. How can they play with just two people?

It's better to just die.

Life is too torturous.

The young man grabbed his hair fiercely and looked at the demonic energy emerging from the sky. He kept taking deep breaths.

Ye Qiao didn't expect his reaction to be so big. She couldn't help but be happy: "If you want to lie down and die, can you give me the goodies in your mustard bag? My sect is quite poor."

"Are you from Changming Sect?"

Ye Qiao: "Great detective."

"...That's not true. The main reason is that the characteristics of your sect are still more distinctive than other sects." He held the corners of his lips, and his words were very forced.

Ye Qiao ignored him and pulled Lv Ying, Jinghong, and Hanshuang out one after another from the field, "Have you seen enough of them?"

There are four of Jinghong Gian Ying and Frost Flying Immortal from Wenjian Sect, and one is from her Bu Jianjun.

Five spiritual swords are enough to form a sword formation.

"..." His weak expression was slightly startled, that was enough.

While he was shocked that she had five sword spirits, he was still hesitantly wondering if the Sword Cave of the Wenjian Sect had been robbed?

"That's okay." Ye Qiao bit the pen, the talisman was flying, and the five spiritual swords were circling in the palm of his hand. He sent them up and said quickly: "It's just a sword array. No one stipulates that five people must form an array, right? One person can do it too. Bu."

He was numb.

Yes, it is possible, but why did the sword formations of the past dynasties require five people? Because taming one spiritual sword alone is already a big deal. Who the hell can control five of them by himself? You can also easily form a formation.

Why are these swords in one person's hands?

Ye Qiao formed quickly, throwing the ice blue sword upwards, the frost sword spirit, the little Lolita with blue eyes and white hair hanging on the sword and spreading frost on the ground.

The five sword spirits, under her guidance, formed a sword formation as quickly as possible and circled upward.

A sword formation guided by the sword spirit.

The talisman in his hand formed a large shielding formation, covering the two of them safely to prevent the demon kings from discovering that something was wrong here.



There is no doubt that this is an unprecedented escape in the secret realm. There are panic screams behind them, as well as the joyful roars of the monster beasts. Mixed together, the smell of blood and the tide of earth make them all want to... vomit.

Si Miaoyan kept calling everyone to come to the border of the secret realm.

She played the flute and guided most of the monks to a certain place.

"hurry up."

The sword cultivators were responsible for staying behind, and Qin Huai asked the sword spirit of Qingfeng Sword to lead the way. The wind pushed countless people to run forward. Once they were caught up by the monsters, those who ran slowly would only die.

They didn't even dare to look back to see what happened to the person who fell at the end, gritting their teeth and running forward as hard as they could.

A male cultivator had his head bitten off on the spot because he moved too slowly.

The scene was too bloody. Qin Huai was already too slow to chop off the demon king's head with his sword. What he didn't expect was that he had clearly chopped off the opponent's head with his sword. The demon king seemed to feel no pain or itching. Looking back, the headless demon king strangled him and threw him to the ground.

The demon king slammed it down with a slap.

Qin Huai's eyes were red with warm blood splashing into them. The magic weapon on his body withstood the fatal attack, but his skull was still easily smashed into pieces.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was wondering in a daze, could everyone get out alive?

What exactly does Ye Qiao want to do?

ah……

No, he raised his neck tiredly, she had done her best.

If she hadn't arranged this game, perhaps none of the monks would even have a chance to escape.

But still very reluctant to do so.

Qin Huai was taught by his elders from an early age that sword cultivators hold swords in their hands to protect the safety of those behind them.

But in the end, after leaving the sect, he suddenly understood that if he didn't have enough strength, he wouldn't be able to protect anyone.

At that moment, Ji Huan looked at the demon king who was about to bite his head off with excitement. He held his sword and was about to resist when suddenly, the demon king who was about to bite him was struck by a thunder.

A "bang" sound exploded in his ears, and the demon king was instantly electrocuted into a loach that kept shaking wildly.

Qin Huai was slightly confused. He learned the lesson from his previous carelessness. He calmly cut off its body with one sword and cut it into several sections with one sword.

After ensuring that the demon king was completely killed, he looked at the charred thunder and lightning on the ground, bit into pieces of the elixir, and couldn't figure it out.

Where did the thunder and lightning come from?

He is not afraid of thunder, after all, the sky thunder he has experienced is much more severe than this, but the demon kings are extremely afraid, otherwise he will not find a chance to fight back.

In the flash of lightning, Qin Huai suddenly remembered that Ye Qiao said that she had a sword technique. He thought that the sword technique she mentioned was referring to the one-shot move of Lian Ying Sword.

He stopped suddenly and looked back subconsciously.

I saw five spiritual swords hanging high in the air! The shadowy figures of the sword spirits are particularly mysterious.

Is this the sword technique she was talking about?

Except for monsters and beasts, in the secret realm of Jindan stage, all group attack sword techniques cannot be used, but they subconsciously ignored that there is another group attack sword technique.

Sword array.

The effect of five people in a group is the most ferocious.

Whether the sword array is strong or not depends on the person who uses it.

The question is, even if she can form a sword formation by herself at the golden elixir stage, what kind of disturbance can she cause?

Qin Huai was also thinking about this problem.

Maybe Ye Qiao also thought of it.

Therefore, she just threw the sword up by herself and let the sword spirits come out of the sword and form their own formation.

She is not strong, but her sword spirit is awesome.

The Demon Lord's sword, the Flying Immortal Sword that ranks first on the list of spiritual swords, is awesome and lightning-fast no matter who you pick it up.



Not only did he think of the sword formation, but others also thought of this sword technique.

"Fuck, yes, the sword technique for group attack."

Isn't this a fucking group attack? Five people formed a formation, and there were thousands of sword shadows. The sword formation of Wenjian Zong gave them quite a shock at the beginning.

"Which sword formation is this?" Some monks didn't understand the meaning.

Can a formation reach heaven?

"Changming Sect." Mingxuan whistled and said excitedly: "From our sect, do you see? It's my junior sister!"

"Whose sword is the leader...?"

In their understanding, the sword formation should consist of five people and five different swords.

Fang Zhiyao tilted his head, slowed down his steps, and arched his eyebrows: "Those are Ye Qiao's spiritual swords."

Tens of thousands of swords flew up into the air, and the sword formation formed by five staggered sword styles and the golden barrier laid down were so powerful that the world between heaven and earth turned into nothingness under the sword formation.

At this moment, all five sword spirits appeared.

In the sky are the forms of various sword spirits. Looking up, the various sword spirits are intertwined, giving people a sense of oppression and fear for no reason.

It was like some amazing sacrificial ceremony was being performed.

A bit of frost, thousands of miles of ice, all the monsters were frozen in action, and the monster kings who originally pounced to bite people could not move even half a step forward.

The Frost Sword can deal with the stage of transforming into gods. After all, Ye Qiao is also in the state of transforming into gods.

It can't deal with Lianxu, but it doesn't matter.

The only great demon in the void refining stage is firmly controlled by the secret book.

Everything in the secret realm is under her control.

In mid-air, thunder and lightning intertwined and kept running. The surrounding monster beasts were hit by lightning, and the weak little monster beasts were instantly chopped into ashes and wiped out.

The boy kept curling up and almost screamed.

So cruel, so terrifying.

The bright sword light shrouded the secret realm, and the spiritual energy that had been dissipated by all the monks was amplified at this moment. They looked blankly at the spiritual energy that was automatically recovering in their Dantian, and gained the courage to turn around and continue running.

Wherever the white sword energy goes, it is like a gentle blessing.

Bu Jianjun sneered.

Plunging into the group, countless demon beast heads were neatly cut off the moment the young man submerged.

With the sword spirit as the center, it is a completely astonishing large-scale sword formation.

The scene was set on fire.

Well your mother is outrageous.

Ye Qiao blew a melodious whistle.

"Glimpses."

"What are you doing???" Lve Ying hung in the air, his expression was lazy, he didn't want to kill people with Bu Jianjun. He didn't kill at all, and he wasn't good at killing people. He was obviously just a weak and beautiful man.

"Kill him." Ye Qiao's eyes turned cold. A nearby demon king seemed to have noticed the situation, and the demon king rolled his eyes.

After realizing that Ye Qiao was a monk, the Demon King's expression changed drastically and he rushed to report the news to the Demon Clan's base camp.

As she finished speaking, the purple sword spirit appeared quickly. As soon as the Demon King turned his head, blood spurted out crazily. He raised the sword and slashed it with one move.

"Done."

He is worthy of being the fastest man in Sword Spirit.

Young man: "..." Damn, there is a wall hanging.