85_85898 Bang! With a sound of the ground, the reverse Dao Sect shook for a while, the mountains and rocks rolled down, Wan Lin was cut off, and the light blue light curtain of the Dao Shifting Formation shook violently, turning from light blue to white, and the Dao cracks were clearly visible.

"All disciples, immediately release the cultivation with me, strengthen the formation, and buy time for the ancestor and the others." The face of the four generations of ancestors turned red, he bit the tip of his own tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and his cultivation was temporarily enriched, and the power of cultivation was thick and thick, and from his five fingers, he frantically poured into the Shifting Dao Array.

The other elders and disciples, seeing that the ancestor was so desperate, no longer kept their backs, and used all the methods they could come up with.

When the fat man saw the other people beside him, they all followed the ancestor to exert their strength, he hesitated, frowned and bit the tip of his tongue, and released the cultivation with the other disciples.

After hundreds of people's cultivation and reinforcement, the cracks in the Dao Shifting Formation slowly recovered, and a layer of light blue light curtain gradually reappeared.

The mad devil standing in mid-air frowned, this path shifting formation is really extraordinary, after such a long period of strong attack, it is still not broken, and under his killing knife, it has not been completely broken, which makes him tricky for a while.

"Hmph, the old man can't believe it." The mad devil smiled coldly, and the knife in his hand was raised again, slashing downward.

This knife is the second knife of killing, and it is the second type of knife technique in his imperfect killing path, which is many times stronger than the power of the first knife, and the realm of each knife is multiplied, so the knife of the mad devil is like his person, it is crazy.

When the second knife went down, everyone in the air avoided it one after another, even those elders of other sects did not dare to resist under the shock of the aftermath of this knife.

Because in the entire New Water Country Cultivation Realm, except for the Reverse Dao Ancestor, no one dared to take the sword of the Mad Devil!

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, not as one might expect, but a dull bang, just like the muffled sound of a boulder thousands of feet thrown into the sea from mid-air.

This knife went down, and directly shattered the Reverse Dao Sect's Inner Sect's Path Shifting Array, this formation, which was known for its defense, was shattered in a vulnerable blow under the second knife of the Mad Demon Son.

The aftermath of the explosion swept down, causing everyone who cast a spell below to release their cultivation to retreat one after another, and those disciples with lower cultivation were even more stunned.

The fat man was bulky, and he couldn't dodge, and fell directly to the ground, if it weren't for the fact that he was a sect envoy and had many defensive magic weapons on his body, I am afraid that it is not impossible for him to be stunned directly under these aftermaths.

The broken formation is like an open door, and all the enemies outside are let in.

"Hurry up and follow me back to Baizhang Mountain!" The figures of the four generations of ancestors flickered, and they chose to retreat without hesitation, ready to make the last desperate fight at Baizhang Mountain.

Sect Master Long Lingxiu was the one who arranged for the fat man to become the sect envoy, and at the same time, the fat man was Wang Yu's brother, so when he was retreating, he pulled the fat man over, directly stepped on the white clouds with his own strength, and quickly fled with the fat man to Baizhang Mountain.

The figure of the four generations of ancestors flickered, and together with the five or six generations of ancestors, they performed the powerful spells of the Yuanying realm, and directly involved some disciples with low cultivation and poor ability into their magic weapons, and flew with direct flashes.

The two old women in the void had already appeared, but the two of them, when they appeared, appeared as elders, so they didn't attract much attention. And people's energy is also put on the outside, and they don't care too much about the people in their own sect.

All the capable elders rushed to each other, and also helped some disciples who were injured and could not move, just like the entire sect, at this time, it became a life-threatening escape competition.

The Path Shifting Formation has been broken, and there is nothing left to stop the pace of the Mad Demon and the others.

The mad devil laughed sharply, holding a black big knife, and threw everyone behind him, even his natal pet, all of them were thrown away, and he directly carried the black big knife and fled to Baizhang Mountain.

Others don't understand, but he is crazy and understands that there is a teleportation formation in this Baizhang Mountain, and he already knows it. Regardless of whether he really comprehended the immortal machine or stopped the purple rain, he couldn't let Wang Yu enter the teleportation array anyway and be teleported out by the group of old guys from the Reverse Dao Sect, otherwise when the time comes, where will he find it.

The greed in his eyes became more and more intense, and the mad devil chased after him, and the disciples who were left behind, he didn't even look at them, he directly skipped them and rushed to Baizhang Mountain.

The mad devil was anxious, and Sikong He was also very anxious, he knew that the path shifting array had been broken, and the mad devil was hurrying over, and the purpose was for Wang Yu. If Wang Yu falls into the hands of the mad devil, then all the achievements will fall short, and the Reverse Dao Sect will never rise.

Wang Yu is sitting cross-legged under the stone statue at this moment, under the stone statue, there are many obscure, complex and difficult to understand wall lines, deep enough to have a finger of grooves, are outlined on the stone wall under his feet, under careful observation, the pattern composed of these wall lines, as if two small fish, are intersecting each other, the head of the fish to the tail, the two fish are crossed like this.

Next to these two fishes, there is a dragon, this dragon has two horns, the beard moves slightly, and the body is carved with many dragon scales, and the two pairs of dragon claws are matched together, which is quite imposing.

The dragon is surrounded by two fish, forming a circle, the dragon is outside, and the double fish is inside, and the combination of these two different kinds does not make people feel inappropriate, but they feel that they add a lot of vitality.

What makes people look at it is not only this pattern, but what is even more surprising is a formation built with spirit stones, this formation is dazzling, shining brightly, at a glance, it is not ordinary.

Under the stone statue where Wang Yu was sitting, it happened to be in this spirit stone formation, he sat in the formation, closed his eyes tightly, his mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and silently recited the mantra in his heart, silently reciting the mantra given to him by Mo Qian's injuries.

The reason why he has no distractions is because he is holding on to that straw!

Before the mad devil arrived, the knife had already arrived, and this knife was just like his people, crazy and ruthless.

The killing knife that emitted a strange black mang, with the power of breaking the sky and breaking the river, volleyed down in the air, and slashed at the formation where Wang Yu was.

The sword aura was awe-inspiring, unstoppable, and the sharp and violent knife intent blew gusts of wind, setting off thousands of drops of purple rain, and flew backwards, directly towards Wang Yu's location.

Sikong He stared at each other coldly, and a purple long sword came out of his hand, stabbing into the sky.

"Break the sky with a sword!"

A purple sword light burst out from the purple long sword he stabbed, the sword intent was powerful, the battle intent was monstrous, the purple sword intent and the killing sword intent, at an extremely fast speed, collided together,

The collision of sword intent and sword intent was like two blazing suns in the sky, colliding with each other at an extremely fast speed, setting off a shocking roar and the aftermath flying.

Those disciples who stood and watched were stunned, the battle of the strong that they had never seen before could stir up such a big aftermath.

When everyone was shocked and stunned, under the power of the aftermath, the purple rain that was set off, wrapped in the killing intent of the sword intent and the sword intent, fell from the sky and fell on people's bodies, and a wound could be easily scraped out, which was the wound scraped by the sword intent and the sword intent.

The dripping blood flowed out and stopped, and under this purple rain, it seemed that he was not facing the purple rain, but tens of thousands of knives and tens of thousands of swords.

Everyone was shocked, and they cast spells one after another to resist this purple rain with sword intent and sword intent, and some quickly retreated, avoiding the aftermath area of this sword intent and sword intent.

The power of a sword to resolve the power of a sword seems to be easy and easy, and there is a sense of chic and fluttering, but in fact, the person who used the sword paid a lot of price to block this knife, thus avoiding the destruction of the formation.

Sikong He held the sword in his right hand, leaning on the ground, to support himself, and his body trembled slightly. The mad devil's knife intent is too violent, unique in the world, except for the anti-Dao ancestor who can easily take his knife, there is no second person in the new water country who can easily take his knife!

So stabbing out a sword to resist Sikong He, who was a mad demon killer's killing knife, the injury can be imagined!

"Sikong He, I didn't expect your kid's cultivation to be far better than back then." The mad devil smiled coldly, he naturally saw that Sikong He was struggling to take his knife, and he was injured because of it.

But the one who can take him and not fall down can really make him praise.

Sikong He snorted coldly, ignoring the mad devil's words, but slowly raised his sword and said, "Crazy devil, do you still recognize this sword, and do you still recognize this stone statue in front of you?" ”

The mad devil's face stiffened, this purple sword, with the power of a sword, easily broke his killing knife, making him lose face, and what is even more hateful is that the broken knife intent has always been flawed, and his killing path has never been perfected, and it has stopped at the peak of Yuanying all year round, which makes him resentful.

This hundred-foot-high stone statue is his enemy, the culprit who used a sword to obstruct his killing path and cannot complete it.

The man on the stone statue is holding a long sword, which is somewhat similar to the purple long sword in Sikong River, and if you look closely, it is the same sword at all!

The mad devil who was touched by the scales, laughed gloomily, raised his knife and fell, and slashed towards the Baizhang stone statue on Baizhang Mountain.

"Use my sword to break your god statue, and then destroy your sect, so that I can solve the hatred in my heart!" The mad devil's knife swung out three times in a row, this was his third knife, and the third knife swung three times, which can also be said to have swung out three sword intents!

Sikong He's face was gloomy, and the mad devil used a knife to break the stone statue of his ancestor, which was no different from asking for his life, the ancestor was the god in his heart, and it was also the reverse scale in his heart.

If the reverse scales of the mad devil are the ancestors of the reverse path, then the reverse scales of Sikong River are also the ancestors of the reverse path, since the reverse scales of both are the ancestors of the reverse path sect, then there will be two differences.

It's just that one is to kill, and the other is to protect!

The mentioned Reverse Path Ancestor made the mad devil hateful, and the sword intent of the mad devil who slashed at the stone statue three times in a row made Sikong He extremely angry.

Sikong He rose into the air, holding a purple long sword in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Long wind and waves!" ”

The sword has no wind, and the sword cannot break the waves, but the sword intent of the sword swing, it can raise the wind, and it can cut through the huge waves and stab the ravines with the sword intent.

The sword intent swung out by Sikong He, flashed sharply, and a purple sword intent pierced the sky, accompanied by the purple rain in the sky, it seemed to be no different, but the purple sword intent, it was much more murderous than the purple rain.

Sikong He's sword, at a very fast speed, went straight to the three swords, brought a gust of wind, used the wind as a sword, and broke ten thousand ways, this is the meaning of this sword intent, and Sikong He, who can use this kind of sword intent, must have put a lot of effort in the back.

The sword that can be looked at by the Ancestor of the Reverse Dao is not a mortal thing, and how can the sword intent be weak, but the most important thing is to look at the person who uses the sword.

Sikong He can never compare to the Reverse Dao Ancestor, and he is not the Reverse Dao Ancestor, so the sword intent of this sword is not very powerful, it can only be said that he has comprehended the meaning of that sword intent.

The three swords of the mad devil and the sword intent of Sikong River collided together, and with a buzz, two of the three swords were broken, and the purple sword intent completely dissipated, and the remaining one knife continued to fall towards the Baizhang stone statue.

With a clang, the last knife intent slashed at the stone statue, but it didn't cut the body of the stone statue, but only left a black knife mark on the stone statue.

Seeing that the stone statue was unhindered, Sikong He finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the stone statue was not destroyed, then there was nothing to worry about, just the three knives of the mad devil, so that his cultivation was somewhat exhausted, and there were more injuries in the body.

The face of the mad devil became more and more ugly, this knife did not cut the stone statue, which was far from what he judged, and now the most important thing is Wang Yu, there seems to be some abnormality!

"Hmph, the old man will slaughter your sect today." The mad devil drank coldly, and the other Yuanying powerhouses who came behind him were stunned here, in just a few dozen breaths, there had already been two fights here, and these two fights could be described as earth-shattering.

"Kill!"

I don't know which sect's Yuanying Elder suddenly drank, flew out of the air from the side of the mad demon, led the disciples behind him, and rushed straight over.

The four generations of ancestors of the Reverse Dao Sect drank coldly, their fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and they no longer retreated, and also led other elders and disciples to rush forward.

Sect Leader Long Lingxiu and Elder Crane unleashed the Heavenly Dragon Twin Swords, and the two long swords buzzed out of their sheaths from the hands of the two of them, and the sound was like the roar of a dragon in the valley, and the sound was loud and resounding through the sky.

"It's worthy of the Heavenly Dragon Twin Swords!." The elder of the Li family praised it, stepped out with one foot, used the magic weapon, and fought with the Tianlong double swords of Long Lingxiu and Elder He, and for a while, there was a buzzing explosion, the sword intent danced, and the purple rain splashed.

The elders of the other clans and clans, who would watch, rushed into the fight one after another, and for a while, both sides were in a mess, all kinds of magic weapons and spells, flying all over the sky, fighting and shouting to the sky, screaming continuously.

The only two people present who did not move, one was a mad demon, and the other was the third generation ancestor Sikong He, with their identity, they naturally would not participate in such a low-level fight, because in their eyes, there was only each other! .

The goal of the crazy devil is Wang Yu, and the goal of Sikong He is the crazy devil, one holds the knife, the other holds the sword, who wins and who loses, and who dies the deer, it all depends on whose sword intent is the most ruthless, and whose sword intent is the most linging!