The land that stretches for hundreds of feet is shaken by this, and many people's eyes are attracted by the terrifying power on Cangmang Mountain, and some people glance at the map, and the incomparably scarlet point is covering the position of Cangmang Mountain at this moment, and the eye holes are unconsciously enlarged.

Even the powerful fifth-order formation in Feng Qiu's hands, but a few breaths came to naught, and a huge ravine appeared in the center of the Zi Soul clan, and the rows of houses were now only in ruins, and many people of the Zi Soul clan were wiped out in this sword......

Back then, the young Fengqiu had the privilege of seeing the previous Holy Son once, when the power of the Holy Blade was fully opened, the terrifying power under that sword seemed to even pierce the heavens and the earth, even now, Fengqiu's cold and forbidden appearance has not retreated.

The power under the sword also refreshed Qin Lingtian's concept, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed, and his hands were at a loss for what to do in the air, and even his brain stopped turning at that moment.

In the Maze of the Holy King, this sword is endowed with some amazing mystical powers, a power that even souls can't avoid!

Feng Qiu's figure rolled out from the ruins of the house on the side, and there was no injury on his body, but his breath fluctuated up and down greatly, and it seemed that he was also frightened.

Now, when he looked at Qin Lingtian again, there was no contempt or disdain, but it was complicated that was difficult to soothe.

"What's the matter? This sword frightened the Great Elder of the Soul Clan?" Qin Lingtian, who was standing on the top floor, squinted his eyes and stared at his every move.

"Although you are the Holy Son of this session, it doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want and run rampant!" Feng Qiu did not manage his disgraced appearance, and took powerful steps and scolded loudly. As the existence of the center of the Soul Clan, he has his own hardness and confidence.

His steps slowly stopped, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's gaze, as if the momentum of the two of them instantly engulfed the surroundings, generating a kind of pressure.

The prestige of the Zi Soul clan is not just talking, in the face of such a terrifying power, there is still no weakness, but there is a feeling of full confidence, which makes Qin Lingtian a little careful, this old guy is definitely not as simple as it seems, and there may be some tricks hidden behind it.

"If you retreat today, my Son Soul Clan can not be blamed for the past, otherwise, even if you are the Holy Son, you will be buried on Cangmang Mountain today!" Feng Qiu's robe flicked, and his figure suddenly rose into the air, raising his eyebrows and threatening Qin Lingtian.

Qin Lingtian, who was calm on the surface, stroked the red ghost blade in his hand, but in his heart he was shocked, this old guy is bluffing me, or does he really have a way to deal with the holy blade in my hand?

Although Qin Lingtian is also a fifth-order battle formation master, the threat to Fengqiu is pitiful, and the most threatening to Fengqiu is undoubtedly the holy blade in his hand, which is probably the key to this battle, and Fengqiu probably thinks the same way.

"Since you are so sure, the kid is willing to comprehend it!" Qin Lingtian's momentum erupted, and then a wave of heat was set off, and his figure burst out, sliding out of an orange arc of light, with the holy blade as his head, his body was like being covered with a semicircular light curtain, and the huge impact force squeezed the air around it, accompanied by an abrupt hissing ......

"Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink!" I don't know when, Feng Qiu had an extra piece of black crystal in his hand that looked extremely smooth on the surface, the size of obsidian, and was engraved with deep and tortuous ancient inscriptions.

As soon as this thing appeared in front of Qin Lingtian, it immediately provoked a surge in his heart, and he tried his best to adjust the somewhat disordered spiritual power, but the sword he cut down was also staggered with the agile sealing mound, and fell on the outer boulder of the Zi Soul Clan, at this moment, the defense laid by the Zi Soul Clan was basically destroyed by Qin Ling Tian.

"Seventh-Order Formation!" Qin Lingtian, who paused in mid-air, clenched the holy blade in his hand, and a faint ripple appeared in his calm complexion, and he whispered in a deep voice.

Feng Qiu, who suddenly appeared in the figure, raised his head and smiled, and then, the arrogant head slowly descended, and under the distorted face, those two little eyes were full of coldness under the fine light.

"I gave you a chance, since that's the case, I'll make you the first Holy Son to die in my Son Soul Clan!" Feng Qiu's hair suddenly spread out, and he looked like he was dancing with teeth and claws, and his gloomy tone made people feel cold all over his body.

"Hehe, even if you add all of your clan, what about An!" Qin Lingtian said arrogant words to his heart's content, but with a twist of the arm behind his back, one after another sword intent poured into the holy blade, and the terrifying aura was slowly rising.

"Don't take advantage of your tongue!" The array in Feng Qiu's hand burst out with a brilliant black light, slowly rising with an ancient aura, and suddenly turned into a beam of black light into the layers of rolling dark clouds, the pitch-black clouds lit up several stars, and a blue light connected them little by little, extremely bright, and then, a majestic ancient power suddenly rose in the space that was stirred by the two of them, turning into a golden energy of about a foot or so, and instilling it into the body of Feng Qiu directly below.

Before Qin Lingtian could react, a powerful and boundless soul power turned into a curved blade like a substance of a few zhang or so, and it silently chased after him.

Qin Lingtian, who was frightened, stepped out of the Nine Freedom Divisions, as if shuttling through space, his figure came to another place a hundred meters away.

It's just that this curved blade was like having eyes, and it was infinitely enlarged in Qin Lingtian's eyes that were becoming more and more solemn.

"Bang!" A bang came from the direction of Qin Lingtian's last pause, and the blue flames in the curved blade instantly engulfed the surrounding things.

Here, the soul power overflowing from the sealed hill that opened his eyes formed a faint blue void defense around him, and his aura was no longer a fifth-order battle formation master, but an incomparably real sixth-order battle formation master!

The gap between the fifth-order battle formation division and the sixth-order battle formation division is like a world of difference, the sixth-order battle formation division has been greatly improved from the inside out, and the spiritual power has been transformed into soul power, and its strength is far from the same, and it can also be condensed into substance, and between talking and laughing, it can take the head of the enemy general.

The pale blue pupils paused in the illusory space on the other side, the sparse eyelashes moved down, and the illusory soul power rushed out again, which could not be captured by the naked eye, turning into pieces of sword blades, quite a kind of momentum of thousands of troops.

As a battle formation master, Qin Lingtian was naturally extremely sensitive to these, and he just escaped with palpitations, but he didn't expect that there would be a ghost here.

"Break!" The triple sword intent was suddenly instilled, and in the face of this powerful attack, the crooked green tendons climbed onto the arm of the robe that slipped down, pinched the outer ring of the holy blade, and once again pulled out a huge sword momentum, under the flushed sea, the phantom of the hundred zhang holy blade shook slightly, and the dark clouds were removed, and the fiery red power and the sword intent that was released layer by layer and difficult to suppress slowly fell.

Feng Qiu, who was still invincible just now, was also extremely dignified at this moment, although this sword was infinitely powerful, but if he hid, he would definitely be able to escape from this range, but what about the clansmen of the Zi Soul clan in the back, they would definitely be turned into ashes in this attack, and from then on he would be the only one in the Zi Soul clan, which was not what Feng Qiu wanted.

"Ghost Wild Soul Realm, Yu!" Feng Qiu's body erupted with a strong black light, and a huge amount of soul power operated at the same time, with Feng Qiu as the center, the black battle array enveloped the entire Zi Soul Clan, and the houses and clans of the Zi Soul Clan all sank, and endless black water gushed out from the land below, and there were bubbling bubbles in these weird black waters, as if something was about to come out.

Subsequently, dozens of five-fingered giant palms sprung up one by one like mushrooms after a rain, piling up each other in the middle, tightly clasping together, and in a blink of an eye, they had been piled up into the height of a hill.

And Feng Qiu's body was in the forefront, with a cold snort, the ring finger and little finger of the two hands stretched out curled up at the same time, the thumbs bordered each other, the index finger and middle finger were stacked and slightly extended, revealing a white prismatic shape on it, Feng Qiu's rich life force moved closer to the middle, and the color of a dark orchid bead in the center of the abdomen became darker.

Suddenly, the energy of heaven and earth was like boiling water, suddenly boiling, the beads of Youlan shot out an invisible power, the white prism detached from the two hands, and all kinds of energy flowed into it for a while, and the seemingly small colored prism was only the size of a fingernail, and it actually had the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth!

Qin Lingtian only felt that a cold wind stirred up in his heart, making him feel irregular. The black line in his eyes climbed up Qin Lingtian's pupils little by little, and the holy blade was horizontal, blocking Qin Lingtian's chest......

A red and a color collided violently in mid-air, their terrifying momentum each stirring the power of a space, and black lightning appeared where they collided, as if this space was also unable to withstand such a terrible force, and was torn out of a huge mouth.

The sound of bombardment continued for a long time, and the two forces of the battle finally appeared on the weaker side, it was Qin Lingtian's sword, and the blade in the center was crawling with cracks.

Qin Lingtian's biggest worry still happened, he had just discovered that after the Fengqiu was cast, his aura had dropped significantly, I am afraid that this was the forbidden technique of the Soul Clan, and the price was his vitality!

Sure enough, in the next moment, Qin Lingtian's most central sword blade shattered and shot into the Ghost Wild Soul Realm.

Even though Qin Lingtian's attack was smashed to pieces, the remaining strength was still enough to flatten a mountain range!

"Boom, boom!" The explosions came and went, and the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees were instantly wiped out with a kind of wind and clouds, and the giant palms wrapped in the ring were quickly peeled off layer by layer, and the black water after the flattening rose several feet high, except for the Soul Clan.

Here, the colored prism was intact, and only half of its momentum had disappeared.

Qin Lingtian's forehead and the inside of his palms were covered with layers of dense sweat, and the pressure in his heart continued to rise, he closed his eyes slightly, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, slowly stood up, and took a deep breath, letting his heart tend to be calm, as if he had not used the formula passed down by his master for a long time.

There is no absolute place in everything, all have their flaws, calm down, and you will find a difference!

"Heaven and earth are one!"