The spiritual arts released by the Yun Lords are completely under the control of Qing Huo.
In the eyes of the three people in Haoran Pavilion, they were surrounded by wind and sand, and their field of vision could only clearly see a few dozen feet around them.
In Jiang Yun and Yu Mo's eyes, there was light cyan airflow all around, with spiritual patterns scattered among them, without affecting their vision at all.
Moreover, under the special vision of Lingtong, the movements and positions of the three people hiding in the white clouds could be seen clearly.
Following Jiang Yun's thought, part of the blue spiritual sword shot downwards like an arrow from the string, and the sound of breaking through the air came and went.
However, the number only accounts for one-third of the countless spiritual swords in the sky.
Jiang Yun was worried that if he shot them all at once, they would die without any intact bodies.
Jiang Yun had only one purpose this time, and that was to capture the three people alive, and then get the news about Long Hao from the three people's mouths.
The goal of the three people sent by Haoran Pavilion was clearly the Spirit Beast Mountain envoy team.
Regardless of whether these three people are dead or missing, this account will only be recorded on the top of Spirit Beast Mountain. By then, there may not be peace between the two factions.
Loose cultivators can be unscrupulous. For example, no one dares to offend Patriarch Hong who pretends to be a casual cultivator in the Chaotic Star Sea.
However, most monks in the sect, especially those who have a sense of belonging to the sect, will have concerns and act cautiously.
Of course, it is not excluded that some people use their own sect as a stepping stone. For example, it is not uncommon for people to cheat their own sect and then run away. Jiang Yun is naturally not one of them.
"I hope they will be more aware of current affairs after realizing the gap in strength."
"After all, Long Hao is in the hands of Haoran Pavilion. In other words, his life and death are in the hands of Haoran Pavilion. I have to take it easy."
"I'm still the coolest when I was in the Chaotic Star Sea! I'll kill whoever I want to kill. I really miss you a little bit."
The three of them also reacted quickly.
The young male cultivator played the Chang Xiao in his hand, and Qing Huo's spiritual skills were actually forced back a little distance, and the three people's field of vision expanded to about a hundred feet.
But as soon as their field of vision expanded, the three of them saw countless slender blue lights shooting out from all directions and falling on the white clouds, piercing into them fiercely.
At first, a dozen blue lights plunged into the white clouds like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves.
There were more than thirty blue lights, and the white clouds began to roll violently.
More than fifty
boom!
The white clouds exploded and dissipated into white smoke, leaving only a few rags falling down.
This magic weapon that can defend and conceal one's body is now useless.
Without the cover of white clouds, the three of them were completely exposed to the eyes of Jiang Yun and everyone in Spirit Beast Mountain.
The female cultivator's face was bloodless, her breathing was disordered, and blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth while she was doing exercises and regulating her breath.
It was obvious that the female cultivator had suffered backlash, and the previous Baiyun treasure was most likely her natal magic weapon.
The middle-aged swordsman made a secret with both hands and muttered something to a white flying sword in front of him.
Dozens of white flying swords surrounded the city, with the hilt pointing up and the tip pointing down, floating and rotating clockwise around.
There are more than ten spiritual swords above the head and below the feet. Their hilts form a circle relative to each other and rotate counterclockwise.
A white light shield protected the three people, and countless spiritual patterns were formed on the surface of the light shield, arranged in long strips.
jingle jingle
Countless blue lights fell on the sword formation, making crisp sounds, and soon many fine cracks appeared on the light wall.
The sword cultivator looked at the blue light flying around without diminishing at all, and felt the spiritual power flowing rapidly in his body, and his face became increasingly ugly.
Although the sword cultivator has realized the difference in strength and is definitely not capable of defeating them, he does not want to put his life in the hands of others and wants to wait for help.
Jian Xiu gritted his teeth and tapped his chest twice with his fingertips. A large mouthful of Essence and Blood Pie spurted out and landed on the flying sword in front of him, causing the whole person's aura to weaken a lot.
The red blood that fell on the flying sword was quickly absorbed by the sword body, making a buzzing sound and shaking continuously. The aura it emitted was much more dazzling and slightly reddish.
This time the effect is significant.
The cracks on the surrounding light wall suddenly disappeared, and the defense was obviously enhanced. Only when several blue lights fell on the same position could the cracks be created.
The young male cultivator was playing some kind of music at this time, and lavender flying swallows appeared in the void, numbering three to four hundred.
It's a pity that there are a lot of these things, but when they confront the Biling Blade sword energy, the result is very aptly described as an egg hitting a stone.
I saw one of the blue rays smashing away seven or eight spirit swallows with overwhelming force before the spirit power was exhausted and dissipated. Almost every time a new spirit swallow appeared, it was destroyed in the blink of an eye.
The male cultivator originally thought that the jade spirit blades he saw all over the sky were just a showpiece and looked a little intimidating, but he didn't expect them to be so ferocious.
For a moment, the male cultivator looked frightened and sweated profusely, but he did not dare to stop playing.
The female cultivator reluctantly suppressed the backlash, and also used a ring magic weapon to help defend.
The result was a bit tragic. After the ring magic weapon collided with a blue light, its speed was greatly reduced. The second blue light hit the side of the ring and knocked it away, followed by the third and fourth blue light.
Less than two breaths after the female cultivator sacrificed the ring, she was chopped into pieces by countless blue lights.
This made her feel like she was involved in the battlefield of Nascent Soul Stage monks, and just part of the aftermath made her unable to withstand it.
A deep sense of powerlessness lingered in her heart, but she did not dare to stop. In the end, they could only release spells to fight against Lan Mang, trying to do something to reduce the pressure on the sword array.
They saw the situation of the sword cultivators clearly. Once the sword formation was broken, they would have no way out.
Jiang Yun completely ignored the female cultivator and the male cultivator playing the flute.
These two people were really weak. They looked desperate even before they exerted any force. In the sight of Lingtong's eyes, their spiritual power was almost at the bottom. They were just two extras.
Jiang Yunrao looked at the white flying swords surrounding them with interest.
"Sword formation? This is the first time I've seen it."
The flying sword in front of Jiang Yunyan's sword cultivation is responsible for the transmission of spiritual power, and is obviously the core of the sword formation.
Although the magic weapons and flying swords around him were ordinary items, he looked down upon them at all. But this person can be considered extremely rich if he has so many magic weapons and flying swords.
So Jiang Yun safely used all the remaining Jade Spirit Blade sword energy.
For a time, the remaining two-thirds of the spiritual swords in the sky fell down and joined the attack.
During the flight, some of the spiritual swords gathered together to form a huge spiritual sword ten feet long.
"Escape for your lives!"
The sword cultivator shouted loudly without hesitation when he saw this spectacular scene.
As soon as he finished speaking, the flying swords around him turned into tiny streams of light and entered the sword cultivator's body.
The whole person turned into a slender sword light and shot out. The Jade Spirit Blade sword energy blocking the way in front of it was shattered and could not be stopped at all.
"Brother!"
"Damn it!"
Before the remaining two people could react, the sword light was already hundreds of feet away from them.
But at this moment, they no longer cared about swearing, and scattered to escape for their lives.
At this moment, blue sword energy has swept in from all directions.
The two of them only had time to hold up their spiritual shields before they were completely submerged by the blue light. The shield was easily broken like bubbles.
Looking at the blue sword light so close at hand, the two of them thought that they were going to be pierced by ten thousand swords, but part of the spiritual sword suddenly turned into blue ropes.
In the blink of an eye, the two were tied into rice dumplings with ropes, from their necks to their feet.
Jiang Yun even thoughtfully fused the sword energy into two hats to wear on their heads.
A "kindhearted" message entered their ears. The two souls were so scared that they did not dare to act rashly.
"Don't move around. My sword energy can self-destruct. The self-destruction power of three spiritual swords is about the same as the self-explosion of the golden elixir by a pill-forming monk."
"By the way, the one you are wearing on your head is made from the fusion of five sword energies. I won't tell you how many there are in the whole body. You can take a guess."
Three miles away, there stood a five-color light pillar about ten feet in diameter. The visions created by the Yun Lords' spiritual arts could not come within ten feet of the light beam, forming a large vacuum.
Within the pillar of light, the middle-aged sword cultivator and his flying sword maintained their previous posture of flying together, but they were unable to move at the moment, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.
Jiang Yun held a palm-sized Hao Guang mirror in his hand. At the same time, an enlarged version of the Hao Guang mirror not far away bloomed with a five-color halo. The previous light beam was released by it.
"Fortunately, I was cautious and only activated half of your power. If I had activated 20% of your power, I would have been drained of my spiritual power by now!"
"Sure enough, Tongtian Lingbao cannot be used at the level of pill formation." Jiang Yun looked at the Haoguang Mirror in his palm and whispered to himself.
The surface of the Haoguang Mirror flashed with light and shook slightly, as if in response.
Jiang Yun smiled slightly and quickly flew downwards.
Soon the three of them were each banned from the Five Elements, and their cultivation consciousness could not be used at all.
Jiang Yun led the three of them to the deck of the flying boat.
The foundation-building monks in Spirit Beast Mountain were stunned for a long time.
Previously, the team was attacked by three alchemy monks. From the performance of Uncle Yu Mo, it seemed that he was outnumbered and ready to fight.
As a result, Uncle Jiang Yun suddenly appeared and started fighting with the enemy. The entire battle was over in less than ten breaths, and the enemy was captured alive.
This situation has changed too quickly.
This time they visited Haoran Pavilion and saw the atmosphere of the Zhengdao Sect. They didn't say anything, but in their hearts they felt that Spirit Beast Mountain was inferior to Haoran Pavilion. After all, the overall strength of both sides was also there. This was an indisputable fact.
But this time after seeing Jiang Yun's crushing game, his heart was filled with pride, and his ears were red and hot with excitement.
"Look, we are also Elders in the Core Formation Stage. One of us from Spirit Beast Mountain killed three of them in one second and captured them alive!" This was their common thought.
Yu Mo quickly came up to apologize and said, "Master! This disciple is incompetent."
Jiang Yun waved his hand and said jokingly: "When I was in the early stage of forming the pill for my teacher, I couldn't beat the late stage of forming the pill. You boy has very high requirements for himself. He feels that he is incompetent to beat these three people."
"Disciple, disciple is just" Yu Mo was speechless for a moment.
Jiang Yun smiled and flicked his sleeves to reveal a three-foot-long silver flying boat. More than a dozen talismans flew out of his sleeves and were attached to the hull of the ship.
After finishing the post, Jiang Yun looked at Yu Mo and said seriously: "Let's get down to business. This cloud-piercing boat was obtained by me during the foundation building period. Although it is a bit small, it has good speed."
"I just pasted a dozen more accelerating charms, and the speed has gone even further. This size is more than enough for the ten of you to sit down."
"You can leave as quickly as possible in this boat. This flying boat is not big in size. Level 5 Yunjun's Wind Hidden Technique is enough to cover it. In addition, this flying boat has its own illusion ability. This trip should be safe."
"Master, why don't you come with us?" Yu Mo asked quickly.
Jiang Yun looked at the three prisoners and said: "I still have questions to ask these three people. By the way, I will continue to drive the search boat to attract the pursuers."
"Don't worry, I have the means to save my life. Even if the Nascent Soul from Haoran Pavilion is gone, I can escape!"
Jiang Yun's confidence comes from Xiao Jin. In his opinion, Xiao Jin's original speed was not comparable to that of monks of the same level. Even a late Nascent Soul monk who had used Huahong, Xiao Jin, could only lag behind.
Yu Mo understood Jiang Yun's character and didn't like people like his mother-in-law, so he decisively took his disciples on the flying boat.
It only took a few breaths for the sacrifice to be completed, and the fifth-level Yunjun who was next to Yu Mo shrunk to the size of an ordinary wolf and jumped to the bow of the ship.
Soon after, the invisible Chuanyunzhou took off and flew towards the south.
When Feizhou left, Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had any worries. .
Turning around and looking at the three prisoners, Jiang Yun showed a complicated and incomprehensible expression, and then he smiled and walked towards them kindly.
When the three of them saw this, their hearts tightened.
(End of chapter)
