Dream Crystal: "You have a leaf doll, and your luck has already been against the sky, and now the luck of the micro world, he has also won a point, I don't believe you feel it carefully." ”

Yun Mo felt the heaven and earth, and sure enough, he found that there seemed to be a different feeling between him and the master of the Holy Sword Sect, it was a battle of luck.

Luck, limited in the micro world, he has a leaf doll is great luck, it can be said that although there are hardships along the way, there is no danger and rapid progress, and now he is a half-step immortal at a young age.

The master of the Holy Sword Sect is step by step, with a deep foundation and superb understanding, he has won the power of this half-step immortal, and has the opportunity to compete with Yun Mo for luck.

Yun Mo looked at him, and he also looked at Yun Mo, obviously both of them had already felt it.

Both of them fell silent, silent, and looked at the battle.

The days seem to have changed.

The Holy Sword Sect Master, who had quietly entered the Holy Sword Sect during the battle, raised his right hand.

Out of the sword.

Still no fancy.

But what is jaw-dropping is that this sword pierced out, and around the sword body, there was a layer of seven-colored light.

There is a dazzling brilliance lit up.

The yellow leaves of the trees were also dyed with color by this brilliance.

In the dazzling glow, the autumn leaves falling in the sky turned into sword light fluttering in the sky.

There are countless autumn leaves and countless swords between heaven and earth.

There are more than 10,000 cultivators in the kendo sect, and there are more than 4,000 people who use swords.

On the top of each sword cultivator's head, there is a thin line that cannot be seen by the eyes, but can be perceived by the divine sense.

These thin lines are the luck in the mouth of the Confucian sage.

The legendary luck actually appeared in the world in this form.

Yun Mo's eyes widened: "I have never used this kind of use, his enlightenment is better than mine." ”

Some sword cultivators were frightened to block with their hands, slash with sword qi, or run in all directions, but no matter what method they used, they couldn't stop this silk thread from spilling out of their bodies.

However, these sword cultivators didn't feel any discomfort because of this, and after finding that there was nothing they could do about these silk threads, they let it go.

Thousands of silk threads rose into the sky like steaming water, and then merged into the seven-colored light.

Sword qi, into rain.

"Dream Crystal, this is the nine-tailed demon fox, why does it only have one tail."

Dream Crystal shook her head: "If it uses the Nine-Tails, we are only afraid that we will only have to flee for our lives, this is the Formula Realm, and the power of the immortal beast cannot be fully exerted, otherwise the Heavenly Dao will target it first."

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I saw that the big tail of the nine-tailed demon fox constituted a perfect energy sphere, and those sword rains fell on the demon fox, like dense raindrops, falling on a strange red lake.

But the perfect sphere formed by the fox's tail is not a lake, and those raindrops are not real raindrops, they are ten million times more fierce than the raindrops, and every impact is accompanied by a terrifying release of energy.

Each sword is equivalent to the full force of a powerhouse who breaks the catastrophe.

Although this kind of power is nothing to the power of the Spirit Void Realm, in the face of such a dense attack, even a powerhouse of Mo Chenzi's level can only avoid its edge.

The energy of the impact was transmitted to the ground through the foxtail, and the Sword Dao Sect Sect Peak trembled because of this dense impact.

This mighty sword rain attack seemed to have no end.

The sky is not clear, and the sword rain does not stop.

The nine-tailed demon fox didn't seem to have any power to resist in this sword rain.

The Confucian sage sighed and said, "Half-step immortals, the realm of strength is really different. ”

The Wind Lord suddenly asked, "Do we want to make a move now?" ”

The Confucian sage glanced at him, raised the scholar's fairy pen in his hand, and suddenly smiled, "Take advantage of its illness to kill it!" ”

The two lords of the Holy Land once again struck blatantly.

At the same moment, the seven-colored amber sword in the hand of the Holy Sword Sect Master slammed into the foxtail.

With the impact point as the center, on the spherical arc surface, there is a circle of ripples more than a foot high, like a monstrous wave on the sea surface.

After the red ripples ripple, there are orange ripples, followed by yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Brilliance flows.

Circle after circle, rainbow-like seven-colored ripples submerged from the amber sword into the blood-red sphere.

The seven-colored ripples suddenly spread out in all directions.

The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple are like ribbons, so that the whole world is placed in a dreamy color.

Looking at this gentle color, the cultivators were intoxicated, fascinated and dreamlike.

But the next moment, a crisp cracking sound sounded, pulling the onlookers back to reality.

The sound was like a crack in fine blue and white porcelain, and it was like a chick breaking out of its shell.

The shell was broken, and inside it was not a weak chick, but a little girl.

There was a sense of relief in all of them.

In the fierce battle, the master of the Holy Sword Sect quietly entered the sainthood, and used strong means to make the terrifying nine-tailed demon fox only passively defensive, and then broke through the defense of the nine-tailed demon fox in an incomprehensible way.

It's all complicated to say, but it's actually happening in a very short period of time.

The vast majority of cultivators never came back to their senses at all.

A hole was split in the blood-red sphere, which obviously felt like a liquid fox tail, but it shattered like glass under this sword

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It's a very weird state, and it feels like there's always something wrong.

The Confucian Sage and the Wind Lord naturally felt this strangeness, but the two of them did not hesitate.

The pen of the scholar is dancing wildly, and there is no ink on the tip of the pen, but it can write tic-tac-toe characters in the void.

The pen does not need ink, only spiritual power.

The spiritual power in the Confucian sage's body gushed out wildly, and the spiritual power around him became extremely rich.

It's as if someone is splashing ink in the void.

The Confucian sage's right hand danced wildly, and his beard danced wildly, looking like a crazy calligraphy, as if a calligraphy master with high interest was writing wild grass.

The tip of the pen swam between the spiritual power that seemed to be substantial, and one by one the well characters were generated, and then disappeared, and the next moment they appeared on the blood-red sphere surrounding the nine-tailed demon fox.

Hundreds of well characters, connected from end to end, are very much like a net, a net that traps the nine-tailed demon fox firmly.

The little girl snorted, "Carving insect skills, you can use them." ”

The Confucian sage wrote hundreds of well characters in a row, and his strength was exhausted, if he didn't follow the scholar's immortal pen, he could only write less than a hundred at most, which shows that this scholar's immortal pen is extremely powerful.

Just then, a sudden wind blew.

It's not the annoying autumn wind, because the autumn wind is not so fast.

The autumn wind had just risen, and the wind lord stood next to the red sphere.

A huge uneven war knife was plunged straight in. With the goal, the entire red sphere is warped.

The Confucian sage used the well character as a cage, and the wind lord used the war knife as the prison door, completely cutting off the way of the nine-tailed demon fox to get out.

Catching turtles in urns, no, not catching, but killing.

The Holy Sword Sect Master suddenly exerted his strength.

"You, for such a lovely little girl, have done such a bad thing." The cute face of the nine-tailed demon fox has a fierceness that does not match its appearance, but at this moment it is trapped by the well character, and everyone can't hide from her no matter what.

The glowing amber sword stabbed forward suddenly, and the entire blade sank into the blood-red orb.

The three powerful lords of the Holy Land cooperated so tacitly, far exceeding everyone's expectations.

With such a careful plan and tacit cooperation, ordinary cultivators would not be able to do it in a lifetime.

Everyone was so nervous that they forgot to speak, and even forgot to breathe.

The sphere that protected the nine-tailed demon fox turned from blood red to crimson, then red to purple, purple to black, and in the end, all the light disappeared, leaving only pitch black.

There are no spiritual power fluctuations, and there is no breath of life.

[One leaf] chirp, one leaf said that it had been a long time since I came out to speak. It's cold, all book friends wear more clothes, ha! (A certain gentleman: Aren't these words supposed to be said by a sword?) Let's go away, if you don't let me pretend to be forced, I'll defect into the arms of Mengjing!