Tang Xingfeng was immersed in the wonderful feeling of the Eight Desolation Sword Formation and the Five Elements Sword Formation confirming each other, and he couldn't stop at all, until he heard Jian Dingkun's urging, and then interrupted his state.

"Did you rush me?"

Hearing this, Tang Xingfeng nodded to Jian Dingkun, and he suddenly found that the other seven people except him had already condensed the pale yellow sword qi, and the sword qi was long or short, especially the sword Teng's was the most dazzling, and the length of the sword qi had reached two feet.

Is this barren sword qi?

Tang Xingfeng was slightly puzzled, he stared at the sword qi on Jian Teng's fingertips, although this sword qi was strong, but his intuition told him that this was obviously not a real barren sword qi.

As for why he had this intuition, it was naturally because he had comprehended the entire sword formation throughout, and with the assistance of the surrounding remnant formations, he had a first glimpse of the original formation from the simplified sword formation.

The simplified sword formation is just a condensation of 'pseudo-barren sword qi'.

Of course, Jian Teng also knew that this was a pseudo-sword qi, and before the remnant soul of the Desolate Sword Saint was annihilated, he passed on to him the Eight Desolation Sword Formation, as well as this simplified sword formation, and told him that the simplified sword formation was comparable to the five-rank primary formation!

If it is a real barren sword qi, with the cultivation, swordsmanship, and formation realm of the people present, I am afraid that no one can condense it.

With this pseudo-sword qi, the power is still enough.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the space, and this imperceptible sound was the most familiar voice to those present.

"Huh?"

Jian Dingkun's eyes narrowed a gap, and then showed a light smile, it turned out that it was Tang Xingfeng who finally condensed into a barren sword qi, although Tang Xingfeng dragged his feet, but fortunately, it didn't seem to be too serious, and the progress was still under control.

As for Blood Changhe, his face was a little unhappy, as the master of the dignified Blood Moon Sword Sect, Tang Xingfeng was only a junior, and the gap between him and him was not very big.

"Chief Tang, it's good. ”

Jian Dingkun encouraged.

He was about to withdraw his gaze, when a change appeared, the humming continued, so that he could no longer take his eyes off, and he and the blood river were the first to see a terrifying scene.

The sword qi condensed from Tang Xingfeng's fingertips was growing larger and longer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few breaths, the length of the sword qi exceeded an inch!

Faintly, the barren sword qi condensed by Tang Xingfeng was slightly different from the rest of the seven sword qi, it was not pure pale yellow, mixed with a hint of earthy yellow.

"Impossible!"

Blood Changhe lost his temper due to shock, he exclaimed, he paused to condense the sword qi, and his two eyes stared at the sword qi at Tang Xingfeng's fingertips, and the sword qi had already surpassed him and Dongfang Lin.

"What's going on?"

In addition to Blood Changhe and Jian Dingkun, the other five people also cast surprised glances.

Because the sword qi on Tang Xingfeng's fingertips was still growing rapidly, and soon, the length of the sword qi exceeded two inches, surpassing Tianshuo Zhenren and Tu Feng Old Man.

"This ......"

Among these people, the old man Tu Feng was the most calm, after all, he was the most familiar with Tang Xingfeng, and his disciple Qi Muxian's injury was helpless, but Tang Xingfeng was cured.

How could such a method be ordinary, Old Man Tu Feng smiled faintly and continued to condense his sword qi.

"Drink!"

Tang Xingfeng snorted, and didn't care about others, he comprehended the entire simplified Eight Desolations Sword Formation, the more he had a hazy feeling about the original formation, he followed his mind and did it in one go!

Buzz Buzz......

After a short while, everything settled, and now, Jian Dingkun was not calm, but he couldn't speak.

The sword qi at Tang Xingfeng's fingertips had skyrocketed to three feet long, surpassing Jian Teng, and no one could have imagined that Tang Xingfeng was the first to complete the condensation of sword qi.

Immediately, Tang Xingfeng flicked his fingers, and the sword qi dissipated out of thin air, he tried it, and condensed a three-foot sword qi close to his limit, even if he could go further, he would not do that, because the second step of the Eight Desolations Sword Formation's 'fusion' was the key, and the three-foot sword qi was the basis of the fusion of sword qi.

He opened his eyes and found that Seven Eyes were looking at him, as if they were staring at a monster.

"Ahem, a few seniors, Brother Jian Teng, who are you?"

Tang Xingfeng asked knowingly, he knew that he couldn't help it, and it was too high-profile......

When the words fell, Jian Dingkun and the others came back from the shock one after another, with different expressions.

Airplanes!

Jian Teng seemed to have been hit, but he didn't speak, and began to condense the sword qi with all his might, and immediately after, the remaining six sword qi appeared again.

It's just that the blood Changhe and Dongfang Lin, the length of the sword qi has not reached two inches, and the condensation of the sword qi at this time is like eating a bitter gourd, the bitterness in his heart is indescribable, and his face will occasionally twitch.

Tang Xingfeng watched the changes and waited patiently, his mind was focused on the sealing of the Five Elements Sword Formation, and he was distracted to feel the sword light around him.

He waited for five days.

Five days later, the momentum here was completely different, eight pale yellow sword qi were surrounded in a circle, and six of them condensed a three-foot pseudo-sword qi, and the momentum was extraordinary!

For five whole days, the West Demon Hall did not want to commit a crime, obviously, Jian Dingkun's guess was accurate, the West Demon Hall injured a Dharma protector, plus Jian Teng was here, he could have the strength of the Spirit Sect, and the West Demon Hall knew that the attack did not have the slightest chance of winning.

Jian Dingkun was more anxious and anxious to counterattack, otherwise the time would drag on for a long time, and it would inevitably happen again, so he decided that the six of them would participate in the next step of the fusion of the sword formation, so that the eight sword qi would appear at the same time.

Tang Xingfeng also followed Jian Dingkun, as if he was pondering the second step of the sword formation, he was purely for show, after all, as a junior, he couldn't say, 'You practice first, I've almost finished practicing'.

"Blood Sect Master, Dongfang Lin, hurry up and catch up!"

Jian Dingkun said again that in the past day, he had urged him many times, especially when he read Dongfang Lin's name, his tone was even more dissatisfied, Dongfang Lin, as the great elder of the Haori Sword Sect, had dragged his feet in cultivating the sword formation, so that his face as the leader of the alliance didn't know where to put it.

Dongfang Lin's swordsmanship is perfect, but unfortunately, in terms of formation and cultivation, he is a little weaker, and now, the pale yellow sword qi he has condensed has reached two feet nine inches.

The other person sat on the right side of Dongfang Lin, the sword qi he condensed was about the same as Dongfang Lin, but compared to Dongfang Lin, he was even more uncomfortable, he was naturally a long river of blood.

"Bastard!!"

Blood Changhe let out a bitter roar in his heart, his face was slightly red, and he was embarrassed when he heard Jian Dingkun's urging.

"Alas, the skills are not as good as people......"

Dongfang Lin did his best, but the last inch of sword qi was the most difficult to condense, and it took a few hours, and he hadn't taken the last step yet, he sighed bitterly in his heart.

Buzz!

There was still an inch left, Dongfang Lin and Blood Changhe were holding their breath and enduring it, not letting this anger go away, as if they were defending their last dignity.

"Condensation!!"

Finally, on the evening of the fifth day, Blood Changhe shouted, and the momentum of the fourth-order Spirit Sect on his body exploded, and he condensed into a three-foot pseudo-sword qi, and in an instant, he spit out a mouthful of turbid blood, which was the backlash he had previously forcibly suppressed the rapid fire attack, and his cultivation was profound, and if he vomited this mouthful of blood, there would be no big problem.

"Dongfang Lin, you're the only one missing. ”

Jian Dingkun said in a deep voice.

Everyone waited quietly for Dongfang Lin, and then after half an hour, Dongfang Lin barely lived up to expectations, and the last one condensed a three-foot pseudo-sword qi, and it was also an instant, and an embarrassed smile appeared on the old face.

At this time, the eight pale yellow pseudo-sword qi vied with each other, and the sword pointed at one heart, cultivating the first step of simplifying the Eight Desolation Sword Formation, and they finally completed it.