"Hmph!" The young man grunted after glancing at the scattered beasts.
The words rippled out of the void, gradually becoming the sound of deer roaring and lions roaring, ethereal and mellow, spreading farther and farther.
The group of demons immediately stopped running away, their blood boiled, and their murderous intent surged upwards. They looked up to the sky and roared. People within a hundred miles gathered in response, and the sounds of beast roars came one after another.
"Damn it, do it again!" Wang Qing wiped his mouth and cursed, and then he sat attentively, with mana continuously pouring into the formation under his body.
Wei Shan stuffed a green elixir into his mouth and sat down cross-legged, his whole body glowing with green light.
Yunzhou's forbidden aura shone brightly, and suddenly floated over the young man's head. Tianyin restarted the silver snake dance, and rolling thunder poured down.
A stream of colorful light came through the sky and struck head-on. It was the Shangqing Aurora Sword Formation.
The young man's figure did not move, and a thin layer of golden flames ignited all over his body. He took all the thunder spells as if nothing had happened, and with a casual punch, the giant sword flew more than ten miles away.
Then, the golden flames rose up and turned into a huge curtain, rolling up and wrapping the cloud boat inside. The golden light was brilliant, no thunder and lightning could be seen, only rumbles and vibrations could be heard.
After one blow, the young man stopped taking action and stood quietly in the void, as if waiting for something. The monsters underneath him also stood still.
In the sword formation, Yuan Qing's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood. However, his heart was injured by the huge shock. The faces of others also alternated between red and white, and they all suffered serious hidden injuries.
On the other side, disciples from the Taiyuan and Mingquan sects have already taken out the elixirs and talismans to replenish their energy and heal their injuries. They are doing their best to maintain the operation of the magic circle and repair the bodies of scholars and Taoists. Now they are almost complete.
After a while, the dark wind rose, the stars bloomed, and the scholars and Taoists perfected their Dharma bodies and took one step forward.
One body transforms into a star fire, taking the shape of a spiritual crane; the other body appears as the ghost king's true body, with two faces and four arms, one side is happy, the other side is miserable, holding four ghost weapons: a knife, an axe, a hook, and a fork, and a ring of green fire. Hand and foot joints.
The young man faced the two of them and slapped his palm lightly. The wind surged from his palm and turned into a wave of golden flames that swept through most of the sky.
The crane spread its wings to start a prairie fire, but within a moment it scattered sparks again and was submerged in the golden flames.
The ghost king waved his four arms like the wind, slashing out a series of green blades of light. At the same time, he spewed black and white wind from both sides, enveloping the ghost flames transformed by the bracelet, setting off huge blue waves.
However, the next moment, the green flames were extinguished, the ghost weapon was broken, and the body turned into a hundred thousand ghosts, completely destroyed in the golden flames.
The waves of flames continued, billowing toward the Seven Peaks Spiritual Pagoda, but their power was reduced by nearly half.
If the disciples of the two sects were hit hard by the backlash from the magic circle, some would vomit blood, some would fall into coma, and some with insufficient cultivation would even explode to death. At this time, the flame wave came, and most of them were unable to move. Only a few people were able to escape by using the light.
The young man stood with his hands behind his back, letting him run away. Suddenly a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, only to see seven beads flying out of the flames in a line and landing in front of him, with a sparkling light and no damage at all.
He picked up one and looked at it twice, then with a flash of golden light, he put them all away.
At the same time, Yuan Qing was regulating his inner energy, and suddenly a gentle voice sounded in his head: "Junior brothers, it is lawful for Ji Yuan to return."
With the sword pinching technique, the spiritual mantra, and the concentration of energy, hundreds of swords merged into one. The seven-colored giant sword shook violently, buzzed loudly, and turned into a blazing white light, attacking the young man in an instant.
Where the white light passed, the flame wave split in two, leaving a passage more than ten feet wide. After that, the air wave surged and rumbled like thunder.
"This is the Thunder Sound of Sword Qi!" Yuan Qing thought to himself.
At this time, the sword's intention resonated, and the Qi pulses were connected. Yuan Qing had a clear understanding in his heart, and the sword shadows crisscrossed the sea of consciousness, getting faster and faster, and finally only a fleeting light was visible.
For the first time, a solemn look appeared in the young man's eyes. The golden robe turned into armor, and the bright light shone brightly. At the same time, he delivered a punch in the lightning flash.
Golden flames came out of the fist, taking the shape of a beast's head; biting into the white light, the sound of gold and iron echoed through the nine heavens; waves of air flew around, blowing the golden robe and making a hunting sound.
Immediately, the golden flames surged, and the beast's head carried the light and walked for dozens of miles. The stream of light evolved into antlers, a lion's head, an elk's body, and an ox's tail, and turned into the true shape of a unicorn.
The white light trembled, but could not break free, and finally disintegrated with a clear cry. The sword energy was so violent that it instantly flooded the void for several miles, and more than a hundred figures scattered in the forest, life or death unknown.
Immediately afterwards, several more explosions were heard, but the waves of flames destroyed everything along the way, turning the Seven Peaks Spiritual Pagoda and the mountain top into dust and dust. All the monks inside died, and no bones were left.
In just a short moment, the formation was destroyed. The monks were either dead or injured, and most of them were damaged. The young man's golden armor shone like a god descending from the sky, punching and palming, as bright as the power of heaven.
Faced with such power from heaven, the remaining people were already heartbroken and lost all their fighting spirit. They all fled, running around in panic like rats.
However, at this moment, the earth shook and roared, and within a hundred miles, snakes and insects gathered, and ferocious beasts came, forming a torrent of beasts again, led by more than a thousand pill-forming demon beasts, majestic and straight into The hinterland of Beiliang.
However, the beasts seemed to have forgotten their magical powers and did not know how to avoid the mountains and rocks. They just charged savagely, breaking bones and muscles, but not forgetting to claw and bite until their heads were broken and blood flowed, and they died.
The young man stood high above, looking at the bloody flowers blooming under his feet, with a look of indifference in his eyes.
Suddenly, like a star falling from the sky, a wisp of starlight dragged up the tail flame of the flowing fire and went straight to the golden flame sky. The young man's expression was cold, and he moved his palm like a knife, slashing out a piece of golden light blade.
The sky star suddenly accelerated, a little bit of star dust fluttered, turned into crystal sword light in the wind, and perished together with the light blade.
The young man closed his palms and punched, his momentum surged, his whole body glowed with golden light, and he punched again. The punch shook the void, and the blazing golden flames formed into a towering mountain, pressing hard against the starlight.
But I saw stardust flying, and suddenly it formed into a giant sword of a hundred feet. When the sword fell, the mountain was broken in two!
"Humph." The young man snorted and stopped taking action.
The starlight disappeared and fell in front of him, revealing an old man in a gray robe with crane-haired face and a childish face. He was surrounded by a crystal pill, sprinkling starlight, which was exactly what Qu meant.
Then, there was only a "bah" sound, and a starlight broke through the golden flame sky, and the thunder light flashed inside, but Yun Zhou flew away.
Qu Yi glanced at Yunzhou, which had only three boats left, and then said: "Fellow Taoist Jade, bullying the small with the big one, would be a loss of status."
The young man waved his sleeves and said coldly: "You have spent more than a hundred years in vain."
Qu Yi chuckled and replied: "All the past events are still vivid in my mind, how dare Qu dare to slack off."
The young man paused after hearing this, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and then asked: "Qingyin, how are you doing lately?"
Qu Yi calmed down her expression and replied calmly: "Senior sister has devoted herself to mastering the sword, and she is only one step away from the realm of transcendence. On the other hand, fellow Taoist Jade, who has cultivated as a fellow Taoist, is not interested in the secret realm of Lingxiao, and he does not hesitate to personally So far?"
The young man sneered and asked, "Isn't your Shangqing Sword Cultivator the same?"
"I am of the Shangqing lineage, but the sword is my only one, and I have always disdained the use of external objects to achieve enlightenment. Qu came here, firstly, to train my disciples, and secondly, for you, fellow Taoist." His words were clear, and Quyi's eyes were blazing, Look at the boy.
The young man chuckled: "What, Daoist Qu, you still want to kill someone with some jade item?"
Qu Yi took a step forward, his robes were windless, and his sword was soaring into the sky: "I have been practicing swordsmanship for a hundred years, so I can use my Taoist friend Qilin's real body to test the edge of the sword!"
As soon as the words came out, the star ball moved, and in an instant it turned into a brilliant river of stars, winding and flowing, the sword intention surged like a tide, the waves were turbulent, all of them were sharp sword energy.
The young man shouted lowly, and a giant figure of a hundred feet appeared behind him, with a lion's nose and tiger's eyes, and the whole body was covered with golden light, as if it were made of gold sand. Rubbing his hands together, balls of golden flames shot out, like a goddess scattering flowers, covering half of the sky.
The golden flames blended together one after another, forming a surging river with shining golden light. The surface of the river was as calm as a mirror, calm and calm.
The two rivers meet each other, silently and clearly, like two long dragons entangled with each other. The golden flames of the sword energy are extinguished immediately, causing thousands of sparks to splash.
Qu Yi held the sword technique in his hand and jumped onto the galaxy. The waves calmed down, each sword light became as thin as a gossamer, and the entire galaxy was as smooth and silky as brocade.
The young man's face became solemn when he saw this, and the Dharma form behind him rose into the sky, picked up the river like a golden flame giant blade, and slashed it towards the galaxy.
There were several muffled sounds of "Puff", but the Golden Blade Dharma was annihilated inch by inch in the galaxy, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The galaxy turned and turned into a bright crystal bead, trapping the young man in the center. The unparalleled sword energy even stirred the heaven and earth energy within it into chaos.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was only a moment. The golden thread flashed, the crystal beads split into two parts, and the young man appeared. He was more than three feet tall, with a pair of golden horns on his head, twisting like a sacred tree, eyes with bright fire, and his body was covered with golden scales. , the tips of his five fingers were as sharp as golden daggers, and he turned into a half-demon body.
The sword technique in Qu Yi's hand changed, and the broken crystal beads turned into sword threads, intertwined into a net, trying to trap the young man in it again.
The young man's eyes suddenly became bright, and golden flames the size of rice grains ignited on the scales all over his body, blending into pieces with a snap of his fingers, as if another layer of flaming armor had risen outside the golden scales.
He raised his palm to make a sword, and slashed through the void. The golden thread came out of his hand, leaving traces in the void where it passed, and the sword wires broke.
Taking one step forward, golden light flashed to Quyi's side, his fingers spread wide, and the fireworks in his palm turned into a whirlpool of glowing light, and a huge force poured down, covering a radius of ten feet.
The starlight flashed, and Quyi turned into sword light and suddenly disappeared into the distance. The young man kept walking, following him like a shadow.
The two looked like ghosts, appearing and disappearing in the dozens of miles of void. Starlight and golden shadows collided, and bursts of screams were heard.
After burning the incense, there was only an explosion. The young man returned to his human form, standing proudly in the void, and a hundred-foot deep pit appeared out of thin air under his feet.
Quyi's face was pale, his clothes were stained with blood, and he was lying in the center of the pit, with the star pill still hanging in front of him.
The young man's face was expressionless, and he raised a finger, and the fingertip slowly lit up with a little golden light; the golden light gradually changed and turned into a three-inch sword; with a flick of his finger, the small sword was like a phantom of light, piercing the center of Qu Yi's eyebrows.
Suddenly, a bright mirror light covered Quyi with lightning speed, disappeared in an instant, and reappeared a hundred feet away.
At the same time, thousands of silver needles were overwhelming, shooting at the young man like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.
The young man snorted coldly, and golden scales appeared all over his body. Then he raised his hand and shot out two balls of golden flames, ignoring the silver needles.
The silver needle hit the young man's body, making a tinkling sound, but it could only leave a few white marks on the golden scales.
Where the golden flame fell, two figures suddenly appeared. One held an eight-sided ancient mirror, and the mirror light flickered, trapping the golden flame inside. After a few breaths, it disappeared without a trace; the other held a peach wood sword and slashed out a large piece of five-color brilliance. The flames died together.
It was Master Jingtian Zongsi and Master Fengyue Guding who left and returned!
After Quyi took a crystal blue pill, his expression softened slightly and he soared into the air.
With a stroke of his hand, the sword pill became full of stars, the sea of stars reappeared, his fighting spirit increased instead of diminished, and his sword energy seemed to be sharper.
The young man looked at the three people in front of him, and the coldness in his eyes almost solidified. With a change of thought, he reappeared as a half-demon, with golden flames in his palms, ready to fight again.
At this moment, the earth roared, and wisps of bloody evil energy visible to the naked eye steamed up from the ground, gathered and twisted, and turned into a black and red magic feather about a foot long.
Immediately, there was a loud sound from the sky, and colorful rays of light fell from the sky, falling straight towards the magic feather. Infused with spiritual energy, the magic feather gradually turned into black and white.
But for a moment, the sound of heaven was silent, the earth was angry, the black and white auras were bright, and the magic feather turned into a palm-sized Tai Chi disk, floating leisurely in the mid-air.
...
Above the sky, within the purple leaves, the Taoist nun woke up from sedation and sighed softly:
"Lingxiao reopens, the secret key appears, killings and calamities occur again, and all lives are devastated. This time, a few people have to transcend..."
