The calm Taixuan Mountain, on this day, suddenly a wave of blood clouds covered the sky, with an irresistible momentum all over the sky, the magic power bursts, the gods and ghosts are amazed, the wind is through the bones, and it makes people cold.

"Boom ......"

The blood cloud tried to get close to Taixuan Mountain, but was blocked in the air by a mysterious force, and the two forces caused a series of deafening roars in the sky. At the same time, Taixuan Mountain also suddenly sounded a strange roar, which alarmed the cultivators on the entire Taixuan Mountain.

At this moment, they all looked up and looked miles away, only to see a white light in the sky dazzling to the extreme, exuding an incomparably powerful momentum, overwhelming the sky. Not only that, Guantian Peak, Lingdi Peak, Xiuren Peak, and the three peaks trembled in unison, constantly shooting out countless sword shadows, flying towards that white light, and it didn't take long for the sky to form a sky-high sword net, blocking the advance of the blood cloud.

The scorching sword net, if you look closely, there are three giant sword blades above it, at this moment, the three giant swords are hovering in the air, and countless sword shadows surround it, emitting a piercing scream, resounding within a radius of a hundred miles, the sound is huge, and it is extremely terrifying.

"This, it could be the Sancai Sword Formation!" In the Silent Autumn Courtyard, the Changfeng Sect Master walked out of the house and looked at the sky.

"The Great Demon is coming, Feng Feipeng implores the three masters to show up and help me fight the Great Demon!" Feng Feipeng's words resounded in the sky above Xiuren Peak, and I saw him flying into the air, his hands condensed the sword technique, his lips slightly opened and closed, and he was controlling the Sancai Sword Formation. Behind him, suddenly three more horses came to the flying rainbow, side by side with him.

"Old man Feng, your bullshit three absolute swords are still at the level of the year, watch my Demon Venerable break this small sword formation, haha......" There was a disdainful clamor from the blood cloud.

"If you dare to invade Taixuan Mountain, the Sancai Sword Formation will make you return with a feather!" Feng Feipeng scolded angrily, and waved his right hand lightly, and it could be seen that nearly a hundred sword shadows attacked together, and the sword roared, with the power of shocking heaven and earth.

"Waste move!" A hundred-zhang bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the blood cloud, facing the sword flow, and grabbed the sword flow with the power of swallowing the sky. The sword flow met the bloody hand, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared silently.

"This is the great demon of the remnants of the Demon Demon Clan, the Bloody Hand Demon Boy!" Yu Shuzi exclaimed, his face extremely ugly, obviously he was very worried about today's danger.

"Where's the pheasant?" Yu Quanzi looked around and suddenly found that he had lost the figure of the wind dancing pheasant. Yu Xuanzi also exclaimed: "Yueyao is also gone, where did they go?"

The mountain torrent behind Xiuren Peak, at this time, a pure white sword rushed straight in, and two flying rainbows followed closely.

"Click... Boom..."

The boundary set up by Dongfang Bai was caught off guard, and it was directly shattered, and the sword disappeared into the torrent in an instant.

"Yueyao, don't go any further!" "Feng Wuyan grabbed Zhang Yueyao in time, at this moment, there were more than a dozen frost-haired old men standing before the torrent, their divine light was bright, their spiritual light was penetrating, and their cultivation was profound, especially the two people led by them, one with iron arms and copper palms, red face and black hair, and one with infinite aura around him, and fluttering clothes, it was Li Tianwang and Liu Changchun, who were the hands of Tota.

"You ......" Liu Changchun looked at Feng Wuyan and Zhang Yueyao, who were rushing to chase the sword light, and his face was full of doubts, since the two of them were disciples of the Xiaoliuyun Sect, they must not be demons. But everyone obviously knew that there was about to be a relic of Taixuanzi here, so why did they still come?

Is it a coveted relic of the ancestors?

What was the white sword just now?

Thinking of this, Tota's hand Li Tianwang bent his hand and condensed.

"Everyone, you have to misunderstand!" Sensing the strange look on the face of Li Tianwang, the Tota hand, Feng Wuyan hurriedly explained: "It is really Yue Yao's sacrificial heart that flew for no reason, we are just chasing the sword, and we have nothing to covet the noble faction. ”

"Uncle!" At this time, Dongfang Bai suddenly exclaimed: "Master and I haven't arrived here yet, and Senior Sister Zhang's sacrificial single-mindedness has already appeared abnormal. Is there some connection between the Sacrificial Blade and the Hidden Dragon Sword, or can the Sacrificial Blade help us find the Hidden Dragon Sword?"

Dongfang Bai's words shocked everyone in the Dongyue faction. At this moment, they remembered the sword just now, but it was only because of the breath of the hidden dragon sword that it turned into a rainbow?

"I remember that five hundred years ago, the sword of the hidden dragon appeared in the Lingdi Peak, when the cultivation of Confucianism was the best, but he still could not obtain the sword of the hidden dragon, and finally only said the words "sacrifice the heart to draw the dragon Taiyue", leaving regrets. Could it be that the sacrificial painting of the dragon refers to the sacrificial single edge?" said Li Tianwang, the tota hand, and looked at Dongfang Bai again: "Bai'er, now that your master wants to resist the enemy, only your Taiyue Three Absolute Sword cultivation is the deepest, whether you can recover the relics of the ancestor is up to you!"

"And Senior Nephew Zhang, if you can help my sect recover the Hidden Dragon Sword, the whole sect will be grateful!"

"It just so happens that I also want to know about the past of Shexin Shan Feng, Xiao Yan, are you willing to accompany me?" Zhang Yueyao looked at Feng Wuyan. Hearing this, Dongfang Bai's face turned from surprise to gloomy, and Zhang Yueyao's eyes were full of wind and dance, which made him very uncomfortable.

Since he followed the Tota hand Li Tianwang and worshiped the Dongyue faction, just like a dragon soaring high in the sky, he practiced all the way, it can be said that it was smooth, there was never a difficulty that he couldn't tread, and there was never anyone who didn't admire him.

But Zhang Yueyao, she turned a blind eye to his kindness. Originally, Zhang Yueyao had a stunning appearance, and it was nothing to put more thought into it, but she had a lot of affection for Feng Wuyan, which was absolutely unacceptable to a person like him.

"Wait!" Li Tianwang stopped the wind dancing and stopped: "There is an artifact of my sect here, and outsiders can't enter!"

"If you don't let him in, then I'll take back my heart and go back to the Silent Autumn Courtyard with him. Zhang Yueyao looked at Li Tianwang and stood beside Feng Wuyan without making any compromises.

"Senior Brother Li, this hidden dragon qi has finally appeared, if you miss it, I'm afraid you will have to wait for another five hundred years!" Liu Changchun persuaded: "What's more, the hidden dragon sword can only be controlled by the Taiyue Three Absolute Sword, and Bai Er's cultivation has gone into the virtual realm, so it is impossible for them to make a mistake!"

Hearing this, Li Tianwang slowly withdrew his hand and witnessed the three-person flying rainbow disappearing into the torrent.

"Boom ......"

A fierce explosion sounded in the sky, shaking the entire Taixuan Mountain, and then looking at it, I saw a blood-red sword light slashing out from the blood cloud, and a burst of Xuanyan sword light swayed to meet it, and the Xuanyan sword light was the Qinglian sword martial art that was taught by Qing Xuanzhang Li Feiyuan. It turned out that at this time, the head of the Three Sects had already flown out of the Sancai Sword Formation, performing stunts from three different directions to attack and kill the blood cloud.

"Haha......" There was another earth-shattering sound from the blood cloud, and the roar was even more terrifying than the bloody hand demon boy, "Although the devil is abandoned, humanity is determined, and it seems that humanity is nothing more than that!"

"Presumptuous!" Feng Feipeng forgot to glance at the head of the three sects, they had a spirit in their hearts, and the three of them retreated to a hundred miles at the same time, and a huge angry shout could be heard from a distance:

"Sancai Sword Formation!"