Cangsong Dao's body trembled slightly, and he groaned in a low voice: "Zhu Immortal Sword Formation, Zhu Immortal Sword Formation..."

At this moment, the poison god and the three wonderful fairies also flew back, and the Cangsong Dao people turned pale, and said: "This formation was created by Qingyunzi, the patriarch of the Qingyun Kai faction, and it was repaired by the Qingye patriarch for a hundred years, and it was urged by the ancient sword to punish the immortals, the power is unimaginable, we, we should retreat quickly, right?"

The ghost king's face changed, but Yuyangzi was already angry: "Nonsense, no matter how powerful he is, it's just one person and one sword, so what?"

Cangsong Daoren shook his head with a wry smile, and turned his head sharply to the poisonous god and said: "Sect Master, this Zhuxian Sword Array is driven by the power of the mysterious mantra, which is already extremely powerful, at the beginning of my Qingyun Sect, I relied on this formation to barely support it, and then the Qingye Patriarch was born, with the talent of the sky, gathering the Qiyun Mountain Seven Veins Peak for tens of millions of years of strange spiritual power, and then using the supreme sword spirit of the first strange sword to kill the immortal throughout the ages as the medium, it has the miraculous skill of opening the sky and breaking the earth, we must not be able to beat it!"

The Poison God's face changed color, but to say that looking at this Immortal Sword Formation that he had never seen before made the duck that was almost in his hands fly today, he couldn't make this decision immediately anyway. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not to mention Yuyangzi next to him, his face was unwilling, only the ghost king stomped his foot, and immediately said: "This formation is too powerful, we can't beat it, let's go!"

Yuyangzi, the poison god, and even the Sanmiao Fairy were all stunned, and they were about to argue, but only after this moment of hesitation, the dazzling Immortal Sword Array in the sky had already changed.

The Colorful Qi Sword above the Ancient Sword Xuan Immortal was obviously the main sword of this formation, and it had become extremely large at this moment, lying across the sky, and even the giant beast Water Qilin looked far inferior to it.

As for the monochrome qi sword that filled the sky, it was even denser, like clouds and mist, and it was terrifying.

This rare spectacle for eternity, but there is no sense of excitement, only bursts of slaughter and coldness.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was on the water qilin, his body shook faintly, and at the same time he recited the spell, the right hand of the Immortal Ancient Sword waved, and the left hand technique and finger like a sword, slashing downward!

"Huh!"

On the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, a burst of light flickered, and after a while, countless qi swords that were above the air, with an incomparably fierce momentum, rushed down and rushed straight towards the people of the Demon Sect.

The sword fell like rain, and the heavens and the earth were killed!

"Whew!"

Countless demon cultists raised their troops to resist, but the qi sword was as if it was indestructible, and it stabbed straight down mercilessly, and those with slightly shallow skills were suddenly smashed deep into the ground, and blood splattered.

On Tongtian Peak, suddenly ghosts cried and wolves howled, screams were endless, countless severed limbs and broken flesh were splashed, flesh and blood were flying, bloody wind and rain, like hell.

In this situation, even Jun Wenxin, who had just arrived, changed his face slightly, and the Fa Xiang of Tianyin Temple next to him bowed his head slightly and chanted the Buddha in a low voice.

The faces of the four sect masters of the Demon Sect changed greatly, and in the blink of an eye, the people around them were almost all injured under this incredible strange array.

Seeing that this Immortal Sword Formation Sword was raining, the Colorful Main Sword in the sky was constantly separating more and more monochromatic qi swords, covering more and more areas, almost encircling the entire Tongtian Peak!

The ghost king waved his hand to block a shot air sword, only to feel that his body was shocked, the evil qi spiritual power contained in this qi sword seemed to be endless, it seemed that it was really as Cangsong Dao said, absorbing the heaven and earth aura of the seven veins of Qingyun Mountain, which was really beyond human power to resist.

What's more, this is just a monochrome qi sword, if it is attacked by that terrifying seven-colored main sword, I am afraid that everyone will die and there will be no place to bury.

Among the four sect masters, the Ghost King has always been resourceful, and when this time of danger, the Ghost King's thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly found that the body of Dao Xuan Zhenren in the sky kept shaking, obviously extremely difficult, and shouted urgently: "Everyone, the old thief of Dao Xuan is seriously injured, and he is unable to completely control this formation, so we will immediately join forces to attack one place!"

Originally, the people of the Demon Sect were in a mess, almost instinctively resisting the rain of deadly swords falling in mid-air, but at this moment, they suddenly listened to the Ghost King's drink, and they didn't think much about it, with the Ghost King as the leader, almost all the Demon Sect masters on Tongtian Peak galloped up and rushed towards the easternmost place with the least monochrome qi swords.

Along the way, the screams were endless, and the life-threatening qi sword in the sky like a demon's grin, swayed in the sky with terrifying and vivid blood flowers.

The people of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple were stunned, and they forgot to stop the people of the Demon Sect, but they remembered it, but they were afraid that they couldn't reach it, this sky was full of swords like rain, if they moved, they were afraid that they would be injured in this sword rain first.

Finally, after dropping nearly a hundred corpses, dozens of Demon Sect masters rushed out from the easternmost side, and the four sect masters, including Cangsong Daoren, were all wounded, but they still escaped after all.

The sword rain in the sky finally slowly weakened and slowly stopped.

Countless scattered blood flowers quietly fell, turning into a shocking bloody scene, shrouding Tongtian Peak in a bloody color.

The qi sword in the sky gradually disappeared, and Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly fell with the water qilin.

Tian Buyi and the others woke up at this moment, and immediately greeted them, but they caught Dao Xuan Zhenren, and before they could say a word, they saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren's body was crooked, and he fell into the arms of Tian Buyi who came up, and fainted...

Everyone made a mess and hurriedly helped Dao Xuan Zhenren into the Yuqing Palace, but at this moment, the Yuqing Hall was already dilapidated, and the originally majestic building had collapsed more than half at the moment, and there were broken stones and broken trees everywhere.

Tian Buyi and the others asked the young disciple to quickly sort out a vacant space, dragged a chair from the side, and let Dao Xuan Zhenren sit down.

There was any elixir on the heads of the surrounding elders, and it was too late to take them out, so they couldn't wait to let Dao Xuan swallow them all at once.

After a while, Dao Xuan's body moved, let out a long sigh, and slowly woke up.

Tian Buyi and the others looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was pale and almost bloodless, especially the wound on his abdomen, the blood stains that had originally coagulated had expanded several times at some point, almost blackening the hem of the Dao robe, and everyone couldn't help but have a worried face.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was obviously very injured, and after waking up, he couldn't even speak immediately.

Tian Buyi hurriedly gave him three pills of the rhubarb pill he had carefully refined, and after a while, the medicine was opened, and Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was a little better.

At this time, the surrounding elders all came around, and Jun Wenxin and other disciples also rushed here, and when they saw that the real person in charge of the sect was so badly injured, they couldn't help but lose their faces.

A moment later, Song Daren, Qi Hao and others also rushed back.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's spirit recovered slightly, he opened his eyes, and saw that Tian Buyi and the others around him were all looking at him with worried faces, and immediately laughed and said, "I can still hold on, don't worry." ”

Tian Buyi and the others breathed a sigh of relief, some of them remembered the legendary ancient sword Zhu Xian, but saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren's hands were empty, and there was no trace of Zhu Xian, and outside the Yuqing Palace, the spirit beast Water Qilin did not return to the blue water pool, but lay there, but near it, there was no shadow of the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.

Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly looked around, his face changed slightly, and he saw that the people in the Qingyun Gate standing around him were almost less than half, and he exclaimed: "After I left just now, what are the casualties here, here?"

Tian Buyi, who was standing closest to him, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother in charge, you better heal your injuries first..."

Dao Xuan intercepted: "Say it quickly!"

Tian Buyi suffocated for a moment, turned around and glanced around, as if he was about to reconfirm, and then whispered to Dao Xuan about casualties.

In this battle, Qingyunmen really suffered heavy casualties.

Under the siege of the Demon Sect, twenty-five elders died fourteen people in battle, and four or five were seriously injured, that is, the first seat of the seven veins, in addition to the head of the Dao Xuan Zhenren, the Cangsong Dao people of Longshou Peak betrayed, the first Shang Zhengliang of Chaoyang Peak, the first Tianyun Dao people of Luoxia Peak unfortunately died, and the remaining Tian Buyi and Feng Hui Peak first Zeng Shuchang were also full of expressions, scars, only Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhu Peak was not a big problem because he escorted Master Puhong of Tianyin Temple and others.

Dao Xuanzhen's body shook, and he couldn't support the danger.

Qingyunmen's strength in the past was enough to be proud of, but in this battle, it was almost lost.

Tian Buyi also had grief and indignation on his face, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother in charge, we must take revenge for such a sea of blood, but now your body is important, don't be too sad." ”

Dao Xuan sighed, closed his eyes and said, "I, Dao Xuan, am sorry for the Qingyun Sect Patriarch!"

His voice was desolate and indescribably painful, and everyone listened to it in their ears, and they were silent for a while.

At this time, on the ruins next to him, a piece of wood suddenly fell down with a thud, poking out a head from the corner of the ruins, everyone was startled, looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned, this person was actually the second uncle Wang who had been crazy for many years, and I didn't know when he ran into this Yuqing Palace, and in the earth-shattering battle just now, he didn't know where to hide, this time he crawled out, dusty, gray-faced, but looking at his look, he didn't seem to be very afraid, and he smirked.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, who were standing on the side, walked over at the same time, after all, they had a close relationship with Second Uncle Wang, Lin Jingyu pulled him aside and checked for him, and sure enough, except for a few abrasions on his body, he was unharmed, but this luck was stronger than countless Qingyunmen people who were thousands of times higher than him.

The two of them let out a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and there was a look of luck in their eyes, Zhang Xiaofan's mood had calmed down a little at the moment, as if the fierce anger in his body had gradually calmed down with the departure of the Cangsong Daoist, especially the fight with the black-clothed man of the Demon Sect in the back mountain just now.

As soon as he thought of this, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes involuntarily looked to the other side, only to see Lu Xueqi, who had witnessed his hideous appearance just now, with a calm face at the moment, standing there silently, as if he had never taken everything just now to heart, and a pair of beautiful eyes just fell on the snow-clothed young man in front of him, as if only Jun Wenxin could attract her attention......