The magic weapons are criss-crossed, the colorful brilliance shines continuously, and the roaring sound is endless. The sharpness of the magic weapon brought out a brilliant glow, making the abyss a brilliant place.

With each impact of the magic weapon, the power of the Great Yin-Yang River Formation weakened, especially the attack of the two Yuan Infant Elders, which made the entire Great Array shake for it.

If this continues, it won't take long for the big array to be successfully defeated.

"Sister Hua, isn't he inside? Bai Hong hid behind Hua Feiwu and asked carefully.

Since the monks who were subject to the Halal Gate, Bai Hong's small hands have been holding the jade hands of the flowers. After a few days, the second daughter's hand never let go.

It is also fortunate that this is the depths of the abyss, and the Great Yin Yang River Formation and the Eight Desolation Towers are close at hand, which has successfully diverted the attention of this group of people, otherwise, their bitter fruits are indispensable.

"Don't talk!"

The 'he' in Bai Hong's mouth, Hua Feiwu naturally knew it, so she saw her stretch out her other hand, gently patted the back of Bai Hong's hand, and whispered a word on her lips.

When Bai Hong heard this, she really kept silent.

Just when the great array was crumbling, a vision at the top of the great array suddenly appeared, and the glow suddenly soared several feet high, as if the power of the great array suddenly exploded.

When such a vision occurred, not only many monks of the Dan Stage, but even the two Yuan Infant Stage elders were stunned when they saw this scene, and they all stopped the magic tricks in their hands, and the atmosphere on the scene immediately became tense.

This glow did not appear for a long time, and it only took a few breaths, and then the glow shortened and converged.

At the moment when the glow converged, a black figure towered over it, this person was wearing a wide mask and a dark robe, it was Ye Xiaochai who came out of the array.

The old man Hua and a few others saw Ye Xiaochai suddenly appear, and their hearts were suddenly relieved.

"Junior, you...... , hehe!" Shiraishi Zhenren looked at Ye Xiaochai who suddenly appeared, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The reason why they were in such a hurry to break through the big array was because Ye Xiaochai entered the formation first, and they thought that someone had seized the Tongtian Spirit Treasure one step ahead of them.

Ye Xiaochai's eyes swept around, and when he saw that Baishi Zhenren and other monks were also present, a chill suddenly felt on his back, it was much more difficult to meet them.

From the time he entered the phantom array to now, it seemed to him to be only a short time, but how could he know that he had been in it for three days and nights.

But no matter how difficult it is, he has to try to stop them, and immediately clenched his fists at the two Yuan Infant Monks led by him, and said, "Two seniors, please stop." ”

"Stop!" Baishi Zhenren gritted his teeth with a cold light flashing in the corner of his eyes, one finger was slightly straightened, and a little sword light appeared on his fingertips, and he was about to point out, and then he spoke again: "A mere monk of the Yudan period, trying to prevent me from taking the treasure of the Halal Sect?"

"Don't be annoyed, senior, and listen to me. Seeing this, Ye Xiaochai's heart suddenly sank, and he immediately spoke, and the moment the words came out, the wind behind his back was strong, and the blood spirit cloak was draped on his shoulders, ready to dodge at any time.

"Senior brother!"

Just as Baishi Zhenren was about to shoot his fingertip sword, Elder Huayun on the side suddenly stopped him.

"Let's listen to him first, under the noses of you and me, are you still afraid that he will not be able to turn the sky upside down. Elder Huayun then said again.

When Baishi Zhenren heard this, he bent his fingers, and the sword light at his fingertips instantly converged.

"The Great Yin Yang River Formation is unbreakable, and the Eight Desolation Towers can't be moved!" Ye Xiaochai said unceremoniously and directly.

"Unbreakable, untouchable!" a cold glint flashed in Elder Huayun's eyes, and his tone became cold at the same time.

The treasure is in front, and it is almost impossible to prevent the overwhelming party from taking the treasure, but even so, Ye Xiaochai has to give it a try.

Ye Xiaochai slowly fell from above, pulling a certain distance from the two Yuan Infant Elders, and then spoke: "The Eight Desolation Towers suppress the demons of 10,000 years ago, and there are evil spirits inside that are about to approach this demon, and the Great Yin Yang River Formation is also set up here to trap the demons. ”

"Boy, if you fool me with gossip, do you think the old man will listen to your nonsense!" Shiraishi Zhenren scolded angrily, and raised one hand, and the sword was once again revealed at his fingertips.

"The younger generation is true every word, and there is no half-truth. Ye Xiaochai moved back as he spoke, putting some distance away from them.

"The demon of 10,000 years ago, hmph! What is this not a fallacy?" Baishi Zhenren snorted coldly, raised his hand with one hand, and the spiritual power of his fingertips fluctuated together, an unpretentious, and small white sword light came out, and its target was Ye Xiaochai in front of him.

The speed of the sword is as fast as lightning.

But Ye Xiaochai had already taken precautions, and almost when the other party raised his hand to shoot out the sword, he had already held the Chongli sword in his hand, and frantically injected his spiritual power into this sword, and then slashed towards the sword.

I saw a golden sword light seven or eight zhang long, facing the small white sword light that attacked, the momentum of the white sword light that was completely superior to the unpretentious, the moment the two were intertwined, the dazzling light was struck, and the aura suddenly became disordered.

"I can't do it!" Shiraishi Zhenren looked disdainful, and said lightly at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the golden sword rays that were seven or eight zhang long were instantly smashed, and thousands of golden rays dissipated into the air.

The white sword rays passed through the golden rays, and they pressed forward, and their power was undiminished.

I only heard a sharp metal crash, and I saw Ye Xiaochai's figure flying backwards quickly, and it didn't stop until his back hit the big wall of light.

Ye Xiaochai leaned against the wall of light, his arms stretched out, and the Chongli sword was between his palms, and at that fateful moment, he used the Chongli sword across his chest to block the white sword.

"Hmm!" Shiraishi furrowed, and snorted softly.

As a Yuan Infant Stage Monk, this sword was enough to kill a mid-stage cultivator, even an ordinary late-stage monk could not be spared.

However, in this way, the junior in front of him in the middle of the Yudan period took it hard.

Due to the violent collision, Ye Xiaochai only felt that his internal organs seemed to be shattered, the pain was incomparable, a hot current between his throats surged upward, and when he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of scarlet hot blood spurted out, and if it weren't for the slight pain in his arms, he thought he was unconscious.

Immediately after that, his body weakened, and he knelt down on one knee, only to hear the sound of "bang", and nearly half of Chongli's sword body was inserted into the ground, which supported his body and prevented him from collapsing to the ground.

After a brief period of confusion in front of him, complex and incomprehensible runes appeared in front of him, which were the carved patterns on the Chongli Sword.

"You saved me!" Ye Xiaochai said secretly in his heart.