These corpses were all leaders and elites in their lifetimes, so even if they are all dead, the aura that escapes between their flesh and blood is still a considerable amount, which also makes them have a considerable amount of pure ** strength, although this pure ** strength is still unable to accept such Chinese an attack of qi that sweeps like a sea. ?? (8).?8 (a)1?Z?(a).?COM

But of course Chu Feng would not let them bear such a strong qi alone, from the moment Chu Feng made up his mind to refine the corpse, he decided that he would never refine a single corpse, because no matter how strong a single corpse is, it is only a corpse after all, unless it is the remains of the Great Emperor, otherwise there is no operation of true qi, relying on the strength of the body alone, those corpses cannot reach a height at all.

What he wants to refine is a formation corpse, and use many corpses to form a formation.

The formation is his old job, and the formation is also the means to make one plus one greater than two, and only the formation will make the refining corpse complete the qualitative change through quantitative change.

Otherwise, if he wanted to refine a powerful enough puppet, he had to refine the living.

Of course, Chu Feng would not refine the living.

Therefore, these corpses have already had a mutual reflection and combination of formations, under the manipulation of Chu Feng, they used their own true qi as an excitation to forcibly attract the residual aura in the corpse's body, and finally lead to a complete formation.

At the moment when the first ray of light reached a distance of three inches above Chu Feng's head, a circle of purple and black formations suddenly appeared above Chu Feng's head, slowly spinning, and instantly engulfed that beam of light.

But no one saw this scene, because at the moment when that ray of light was swallowed up, the follow-up light also came one after another, splitting the sky and the earth, leaving no gap at all for people to see clearly.

No one could perceive what was happening on the earth that was covered by light, because in such a fierce collision of true qi, more than a hundred different true qi breaths overlapped and diffused in the space, and it was impossible to distinguish which breath belonged to whom.

The escaping true qi bombarded the open space around Chu Feng's body, and it immediately stirred up the smoke and dust that rolled in the sky, sweeping towards the sky.

The earth rumbled and trembled, and cracks spread out from the smoke, tearing the earth apart, and the nearby pavilions could not withstand such violent tremors, and began to collapse violently.

The people on Star Island who stayed behind saw the opportunity quickly, and quickly retreated from the moment Chu Feng became the target, otherwise I really don't know how many Star Island disciples would die in this violent impact.

Countless rays of light gradually faded away, and the smoke and dust gradually quieted down, and all the things that blocked the sight and perception became thinner and thinner at that moment, but before people could really feel any breath, a black sword light had suddenly poked out from the smoke and dust, like an eagle striking the sky, crisp and decisive, sharp and solemn, stabbing towards the direction of the most dense crowd!

This sword ray is very fast, and it is also very sudden, it is unbelievably fast, it is suddenly unbelievable, and only those who have time to avoid it are those who have cultivated at the peak of the eighth order, and the rest of those people clearly feel that the trajectory of this sword ray can be seen clearly, and it is clearly a sword ray that sticks straight forward, but no matter how their thoughts fly, no matter how they urge their true qi, they can't move their steps, they can only watch the sword light get closer and closer, closer and closer, to their eyes, stab the bridge of their nose, and then in an instant, they completely cut off their heads！

The attention of the crowd was attracted by this sword light, and then, the people with keen sense noticed a strange thing, but before too many people could react, a corpse had already rushed out of the smoke and dust in all directions, as if it was ready to go and never return.

Most of these corpses were covered in wounds, missing arms and legs, penetrating wounds, and all kinds of injuries accumulated on top of a single corpse, but barely fell apart.

But for corpses, any injuries are fake, because it doesn't affect them in any way, they're just corpses, corpses without any sense!

No one is aware of the strangeness of this corpse, for these corpses, they do not have the slightest fear, even if they may be strong or elite in their lifetime, but when they die, their true qi is dispersed, what else can they fear?

This contempt lasted until the first corpse suddenly exploded, and all the spiritual power contained in the corpse was released with this explosion, directly shaking the monk closest to the corpse and began to vomit blood.

At this time, everyone's faces finally began to change. But it was already too late, at the moment when their faces began to change, all the corpses burst open one after another, more than thirty corpses, and the aura contained in them was not small, especially it was also mixed with the death qi that Chu Feng crossed into it and his own true qi.

In particular, the explosion of these corpses further led to the formation patterns engraved in the corpses.

More than thirty incomplete formations were drawn one after another at that moment, and in their respective order, they were finally pieced together into a complete formation.

A complete formation means that there will be a formation that will be introduced, and what provides energy for this formation is the spiritual power released when the more than thirty corpses explode.

There is no essential difference in the true qi between high-level monks and low-level monks, the difference between their true qi is only how much of the true qi is pure and how much is useless impurities floating between heaven and earth.

If a low-level monk can condense his true qi to be pure and flawless, then his ability will not be too far behind that of a high-level monk.

At this moment, this formation is also the same.

The spiritual power that this formation can call on is actually quite limited, because it does not have the support of the leylines, and all it can rely on is the spiritual energy that escaped from the explosion of more than thirty corpses.

But these auras are extremely pure, the purest part of the flesh and blood, and there are no impurities in between.

Therefore, at the moment when this formation was excited, many people felt an inexplicable chill.

The chill did not dissipate over time, but grew and spread rapidly, from a chill to fear, a fear of death.

A sword intent burst out of the air, piercing through all barriers, and in that instant, it raged among the crowd like weeds.

That sword intent, it doesn't matter who the opponent is or how far away it is, because it doesn't matter, as long as it is the target it locks, no matter who it is, it can't be resisted, no matter how far away it is, it's difficult to escape.

That sword, ignoring time and space, was born at will, slashed at will, and disappeared at will.

Originally, the impact of the corpse explosion in the crowd had become chaotic, and the people who were slightly weaker in cultivation and were at the forefront were even more shocked and injured, at this moment, as soon as this killing array came out, the sword intent was raging, how could they resist it?

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere among the crowd, heads rolled around, and stumps and severed arms flew all over the sky.

"Don't mess up!" someone tried to stop the chaos of the crowd, but the shouts were drowned out by the howls of chaos, and did not reach the ears of others at all.

Some people know that no matter how strong this sword intent is, the foundation is too thin after all, and it is impossible to last for a long time, and if everyone can resist together, it may not be able to cause any damage.

But everyone has never seen such a scene, especially those who have long been carried away by grief and indignation, at this moment they can't take revenge, and they are under the sword, and their brains are already blank, where do they know what cooperation, what coordination!

Under the chaos, who can convince everyone, and who can calm the scene, so that everyone can work together to wear out this sword intent?

The crowd suddenly dispersed, and the people who were still sober gathered together, but the sword intent didn't care about these people who were still conscious of the defense.

The sword intent consciously chose the most dense and chaotic place, and chose those who were in chaos, cutting down and slaughtering unscrupulously, as if it was as easy as killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog.

At that moment, everyone's faces became extremely pale.

"Attack him, it's him who manipulates the formation!" The sober people shouted to each other, beckoning each other to attack Chu Feng, who was gradually revealing his figure in the dust, and more than thirty attacks conjured up various visions, roaring and galloping, like wind and thunder, falling towards the figure behind the smoke and dust, intertwined into an extremely magnificent picture.

But the figure behind the smoke and dust did not dodge in the slightest, but forcibly withstood such a powerful attack with his body.

However, the formation did not stop because of this, after the sword intent slashed dozens of people, the sky-high killing intent and dazzling light finally became a little dim, but it did not stop, but continued to slaughter, it was already difficult to kill the monks above the eighth order, so it directly broke through the void and slashed towards the monks below the eighth order in the distance.

The seventh-order monks were far less fortunate than the eighth-order monks, they did not have the ability to destroy rebirth, so the moment the head was cut off, it meant the end of life.

Wailing, crying in pain, loud and loud, one after another, the crowd was already chaotic, those seventh-order monks did not have the slightest ability to resist at all, even if they were worthy of entering the ranks of masters in all walks of life, but at this moment, they were just lambs to be slaughtered.

The sword intent raged in the alliance between the Spirit Snake Cave and the Great Snow Mountain and the Ten Thousand Spider Ridge, just like a hungry wolf that had entered the flock, no matter how delicate and beautiful the female disciples of the Ten Thousand Spider Ridge were, and they also regarded their delicate cries before the fall as nothing.

The sword intent will not pity the jade at all, because it is originally a tool for killing.