Chapter 1582: The Whole World Is Full of Sword Formations
The body of the Ancestor of the First Snake has long been neither broken nor broken, and he has never been injured in front of opponents of the same level, and his body of muscles, bones, skin and flesh has long been as tough and strong as a holy weapon.
Li Qingyun slashed out with an axe, and actually injured him, not only the Ancestor of the First Snake was incredible, but the Grass Saint, the Divine Fire Saint, the Three Sheep Saint and others who flew from afar were also shocked.
In the eyes of these retired saints who entered the holy realm, a newly promoted saint like Li Qingyun, even if he used the crooked means of the evil sect to forcibly improve his realm, he could not change the situation of being abused.
But reality gave them a resounding slap in the face, the scale armor skin and flesh that the Pangu giants couldn't cut, Li Qingyun gave a big hole, thousands of meters long, and the bones were visible.
In particular, the breath of destruction is too terrifying, it is like the end of the world when the world collapses, which makes people's hearts palpitate and uneasy.
So the Grass Saint, the Divine Fire Saint, and the Three Sheep Saints flew halfway and stopped awkwardly, wanting to observe again, and then decide whether to do it together.
After all, they also have reasons and excuses, because after the Sword Master came in, he disappeared completely, and he didn't know where he was lurking, ready to assassinate.
The First Snake Ancestor was really angry this time, and he didn't care about any fear, what was out of order, he roared, and whipped his tail at Li Qingyun, not even bothering to deal with the wound.
Li Qingyun forcibly concentrated the strength of his whole body, slashed out an axe again, and the earth-destroying spatial crack reappeared, but the Ancestor of the First Snake, whose tail was tens of thousands of miles long, had already swept over at all costs.
The black scales flew, blood splattered, and at the cost of injury, the First Snake Ancestor used his body to forcibly sweep away the cracks in the black space, and it was bound to kill Li Qingyun with one blow.
Bang!
Li Qingyun was invincible, and was whipped away by the tail of the Ancestor of the First Snake, like a meteor, with a whoosh, and disappeared.
And the half-devoured planet was blown up by the tail of the Ancestor of the First Snake, and the fragments flew away, making the empty space world an extra dust particle.
"Give me death! can't I find you if I can't hide from this saint?" The First Snake Ancestor saw clearly, knowing that Li Qingyun was not dead, he was a little irritable, because things had exceeded his expectations too much, and there was a bad feeling.
The Grass Saint was tens of thousands of miles away, equally worried, and shouted loudly: "First Snake Ancestor, the situation is not right, obviously watching him being sucked away by you, why did he lose his breath in an instant?"
"There's formation coverage there?" said a saint who hesitated and guessed.
Whoosh!
Ten thousand swords came out together, and the empty wood spirit world suddenly became crowded, and there were swords everywhere, filling every corner.
The moment the flying sword appeared, it automatically launched an attack, and anyone who was in the attack range would attack without a head.
Like the Grass Saint, the Divine Fire Saint, and the Three Sheep Saints, they are only the size of ordinary people, but the original form of the Ancestor of the First Snake is too large, hundreds of thousands of miles long, and the attack range is too large.
In an instant, he was hit by more than 100,000 swords, even if one sword only cut a piece of scale armor, so many swords, it made him scream in pain.
"Sword Formation? There is actually a Sword Formation here? Why didn't I feel it just now? Sword Master, get out of here! I know you must be behind your back. ”
The First Snake Ancestor was very angry, thinking that this was the Sword Saint declaring war on him, and he was not afraid of his identity and background, which was simply bold.
The Grass Saint, the Divine Fire Saint, and the Three Sheep Saints also scolded angrily, scolding the Sword Saint for being despicable, not daring to fight openly, and only relying on small means in the dark to hurt people, which was insulting to the demeanor of the saint.
After scolding a few words, the grass saint appeared with a look that he had expected a long time ago: "Look, I knew that it was the sword saint cloth's bureau, fortunately I invited everyone here, as long as everyone joins forces, the sword formation, why bother?"
"Now that you know, it's stupid to jump into the trap! Come on, come on, try a super sword formation that Ben Shengxin thought of, there was no room to use it before, and today I will take this venue to have a good time with everyone. ”
The sound of the sword array came from every flying sword, these flying swords were actually holy weapons, and he didn't know how he stored so many holy rank flying swords.
The sword light shines brightly, as bright as the starlight, or three thousand swords in a group, or ninety thousand swords in a group, some form a lotus, some form a beehive, some form a gossip, and some form a coffin shape.
It seems to be scattered and unorganized, but they are interrelated, and they may change formations at any time, sometimes a sword formation against an enemy, and sometimes a dozen small sword formations suddenly emerge to deal with an enemy together.
As for the Ancestor of the First Snake, he was simply unlucky, and his huge body was simply a living target, surrounded by tens of thousands of sword arrays and attacked.
There were too many wounds, it was impossible to prevent it, he was finally honest, no longer pretending to be forced, and his figure flickered, turning into an ordinary human form, just dragging a tail behind him.
Li Qingyun stood in a corner of the space world, carefully observing the battles of the veteran saints, this kind of learning opportunity was rare, and it was the most suitable for a Heavenly Dao saint like him, who had no inheritance.
The green light flickered around the grass saint, the aura of the wood spirit soared into the sky, and countless tree vines were like whips, like tentacle monsters, swishing and waving, resisting the strange sword formation.
The Divine Fire Saint was like a flame giant, the flames all over his body were rising, and some weak Saint-rank flying swords were almost melted by the flames on his body, and the powerful sword array was actually blocked by the flames on his body for thousands of miles.
The Sanyang Saint also has his own unique skills, and the space around him seems to have countless cracks, and the flying sword is close to him, and he flies into the space crack inexplicably.
"We can't go on like this, we are pressed and beaten by the sword array, we are too aggrieved, we must find a way to leave!" After fighting for a while, a saint finally understood.
"How do you leave, you look around, the world and the underground, all the saint-level flying swords, upside down, yin and yang reversed, we can't even see the way we came, how to get out?"
"There's no way, take out the natal holy weapon, and fight to the end with the sword saint. Look at how much holy power he has, can he keep urging the sword array? We will be tired, his sword saint will not be tired?"
The Ancestor of the First Snake roared again and again, and sacrificed a small gong, which was held in front of him, clanging, blocking all the attacks of the sword array.
"A few of you come with me, let's fly in one direction, no matter how far away, we can always find a space barrier. Wait out, and then settle accounts with the Sword Saint!" "The First Snake Ancestor put down his body and prepared to join forces with the Grass Saint and the others to tide over the difficulties together.
"Thank you Ancestor of the First Snake, this method is very good!" The Grass Saint, the Divine Fire Saint and the others were overjoyed in their hearts and agreed with this method.
At this moment, the Sword Saint had already flown to Li Qingyun's side, and the two stood together, watching the First Snake Ancestor and the others break through the formation.
"Will they escape instantly?" Li Qingyun asked worriedly.
"My sword array is not so easy to break, use the entire space world as a drawing board, splash ink, and depict a pure flying sword world, if it is so easy to break, where will I put this face?"
Juggernaut said confidently.
Li Qingyun nodded, feeling that it was very reasonable, besides, his ultimate ultimate, isn't it explosive? I really can't hold on, I'll blow up this empty world, and blow up one by one!