Chapter 184: One Yuan Sword Formation
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The ape cries and the tiger roars, and the forest is blue.
Yang Xiu looked at the dead castle with a solemn expression, and his muscles burst out when he clenched his hands.
"In this world, it is life that is stubborn, and the most vulnerable is life. β
"The fate of a warrior is to be accompanied by death. At the end of the painting, he stood up and stood on the ice and snow with an elegant and slender figure, and said in an extremely desolate and heavy tone: "This is the price of growth, and often many times we are unwilling to accept it but have to accept it." β
"Maybe I haven't experienced too much death, so I can't be so relieved as my senior sister. Yang Xiu shook his head and said regretfully: "It was not easy for him to become an inner disciple, but his life was brilliant but he died." Although he didn't want to admit that Su Yu died in the Sword Tomb, Yang Xiu also had to admit this fact. It had been hours since they had been out of the Sword Tomb, but no other figures had been seen on the dead altar.
That's why those ancestors said that people should be self-aware and know what size shoes they should wear, rather than trying to wear bigger shoes and eventually trip over themselves. An inexplicable smile flashed in Ye Xuanlou's eyes, but his tone also became extremely heavy: "After all, we still overestimate our strength, and the difficulty of this Grade A task is far more difficult than a normal task." In the future, we should not make such mistakes again because of this warning. β
Yang Xiu's brows furrowed slightly, Ye Xuanlou's words seemed to be blaming himself, but the overtones revealed in his words were ridiculing Su Yu for not having self-knowledge, and he didn't take his own strength to come to the Sword Tomb with the team. Yang Xiu's fists clenched slightly, if it weren't for Ye Xuanlou's strength and identity, he would have to beat him hard.
However, at this time, a high-pitched cry came into the sky, and the roar in the entire forest stopped abruptly at this moment, and the huge figure of the silver-winged giant peng appeared through the wind, Zhang Ying stood on the back of the giant peng, frowning slightly and looking at the three people at the end of the painting below.
The strong wind was strong, and at the end of the painting, the green silk swayed, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ying above, and said in a heavy tone: "Things have changed, the whole mission will be stopped in the middle of the journey, and it will bother Senior Brother Zhang Ying to rush back." β
"What about the others?" Zhang Ying still said so little, but his gaze fell on the gloomy castle in the distance.
"Unfortunately, I died. At the end of the painting, the moth's eyebrows twisted slightly, and more than ten people in the entire team were killed, which can be described as a heavy blow to her, "Senior Brother Lao Zhangying carried me and the other three back to the sect."
Zhang Ying didn't continue to ask, but let the three people at the end of the painting come up and control the silver-winged giant peng, which is like a sharp arrow shooting into the clouds, tearing through the thick clouds and turning into a silver torrent and fading away, and the entire castle is dead again. After half a ring, the towering ancient forest that covered the sky and the sun gradually sounded several sparse and sparse wind-breaking sounds, and the eerie and cold breath spread out in the forest like a tide.
The black robe, which was as uniform as ink, had more than ten figures, standing in the forest, and the terrifying aura that permeated its body made the surrounding fierce beasts flee away.
These people's eyes were fixed on the ancient castle in the distance, a little gloomy.
"Captain, the prey target has died in the Sword Grave. A middle-aged man in his thirties, said in a somewhat unwilling tone: "Our Dark Night Squad has traveled thousands of miles, and even did not hesitate to use the secret chess of the organization in Langya Sect to sneak here, and it is really unlucky to return empty-handed." β
Listening to the man's complaints, the man standing in the position slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of coldness, and his eyes swept over the middle-aged man who spoke, and said coldly, "Withdraw." β
"Retreat, how can you retreat so lightly, this is the tomb of a famous swordsman. If the information is correct, there is a sword formation inheritance here. The middle-aged man who spoke up earlier was a little reluctant and said, "Captain, or we will sneak into the Sword Tomb and steal the inheritance of the Sword Formation." β
"Idiot. The man's face was gloomy: "Those disciples of the Langya Sect who have condensed the nine layers of qi are still dead in it, this sword tomb must be extremely terrifying, we don't have the slightest understanding of this sword tomb, if you venture into it, do you think you can get out?"
"Withdraw!" In the dim forest, more than a dozen figures slowly disappeared like poisonous snakes.
At the same time, in the depths of a lush forest hundreds of meters away from the castle, a young man sat on the snow, leaned against the thick tree pole, squinted his eyes slightly, and quietly looked at the vast sky. After a long time, a hissing sound gradually began to rise in the dead forest.
A scarlet figure flickered, standing in the treetops:
"The survivors of the entire team are only at the end of the painting, Ye Xuanlou, Yang Xiu, and the rest all died in the sword tomb. β
The cold servant β Ning, the young man tilted his head slightly and stared at the scarlet figure on the treetops: "What is the movement of the Night Squad?"
"Styx left with the team. The scarlet figure said hoarsely, arching slightly: "Head, are we going to evacuate too?"
"There's no hurry. The young man was a little excited, but shook his head lightly and said, "I'm waiting for a few days."
The fact that a prey enters the Sword Tomb does not mean that he has died in the Sword Tomb. If this prey really dies in the sword tomb, it will be really damn bad. β
The young man's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said with a smile: "If the prey really dies in the Sword Tomb, then this is the first time that my Hades team has failed in its mission." β
"100% completion rate is wasted on this obscure kid, damn it. β
A sparse scolding sounded, and eight figures walked out in the shadows of the gloomy trees, and the scarlet bloody clothes looked extremely dazzling.
plus the figure on the treetops and the young man in front of them, there were ten people in total.
Heaven punishes Hades.
In the gloomy catacombs.
Su Yu sat on the cyan stone platform, and his fierce sword qi shot out in midair.
Su Luo's hands fluttered, as light as if he was plucking flowers through leaves, dragging the remnants of the Dao Dao to cross together.
Snort!
The terrifying sword qi flowed in Su Fu's fingertips, and with Su Fu's seal, a Dao Dao vain sword seal was formed, and under Su Fu's careful control, these sword marks were about to coincide at the moment when they shattered. The terrifying energy immediately spread out, setting off ripples.
Failed again.
Su Yu looked stunned, and then frowned. The cultivation of this Yuan Sword Formation was much more difficult than he imagined, and he had been practicing in the Sword Tomb for several days. Just like when he practiced the first sword formation, Su defeated this Yuan Sword Formation step by step. This Yuan Sword Formation is extremely simple in Xu Changqing's codex, but in fact it is extremely complicated.
At least the first sword formation in Su Defeat's hand only needed more than ten sword seals, but this Yuan sword array needed more than twenty sword seals.
At the same time, these more than 20 sword seals were extremely obscure, if it weren't for the fact that Xu Changqing's cultivation experience of this Yuan Sword Formation was recorded in the codex, Su Yu would not even be able to conquer these sword seals and evolve them in just a few days.
The burning sensation in his body became stronger and stronger, and Su Yu knew that if he continued to delay like this, the poisonous gas in his body would definitely explode if it accumulated to a certain extent.
"I can basically evolve each sword mark, and the key problem is that I can't connect more than twenty sword marks in one go. β
"Every critical moment there is a feeling of lack of stamina. β
Su Yu muttered softly, his eyes slightly staring at his fingers, and his fingers danced wildly again. The fingertips trembled slightly, and immediately a Dao Dao sword qi burst out in midair, outlining the Dao sword mark under the control of the fingertips. After more than 100 times of practice, Su Yu was able to evolve the sword seal without any difference: "It is at this time that the sword seal is coherent and condensed, and the sword formation is formed." β
The heart is like stopping water, Su Yu has no mood and is not affected by the previous failure, and his ten fingers are crossed together. More than twenty sword seals slowly gathered together under Su Yu's control, and at the moment when these sword seals were about to coincide, a majestic force rebounded out.
Su Fu's brows furrowed even deeper, and it was at this time that his eyes were staring at this somewhat vain sword mark, and the more concentrated his mind became, he kept trying to gather this sword mark together. This stalemate lasted for more than ten minutes, and just when Su Wei's face turned a little pale, the sword mark clicked and collapsed again. The previous efforts turned into nothingness again, but Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably: "Cultivation." β
"It's because my current cultivation is not enough, if my cultivation is enough, I can connect these sword marks in one fell swoop. Su Yu's voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were extremely solemn. Despite the problem, it was not something that could be easily solved for him.
"With my current cultivation, I can only stalemate with that force in the end, but if I break through the fourth level of condensation and step on the fifth level of condensation, I should be able to successfully form a formation. Su Yu groaned, and his slightly frowning brows immediately relaxed: "It's been three days." β
"Four days to go. β
"In the course of a few days, I stepped into the fivefold condensation. β
Su Yu closed his eyes without delay, and did not dare to delay at all, once the battle was not successful for seven days, it would be deathγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»