Although the time was urgent and the arrangement was rushed, the power of those five thousand high-grade spirit stones should not be underestimated.

If you use the tactics of crowds to storm Jiaoling Pass, once you set foot in the place of protection, the big array will be triggered.

And this array, combined with the power of the above spirit stones, can absorb the invisible yuan power in the human body and use it to strengthen the power of the formation.

As the saying goes, the greater the number of attackers, the more energy will be absorbed, and the more violent they will be, and the power of the triggered formation will continue to be continuous and powerful.

But if one person breaks the formation, not to mention his strength, can he successfully break the formation and resist the power of the superposition of these five thousand high-grade spirit stones.

Even if he used extremely strong means, there were a thousand exquisite archers in the sky who had taken the Flying Pill.

After all, in the formation, the enemy can't force a volley.

Therefore, Gu Jinyan was not very optimistic that this Wang Chuan would be able to break through the formation.

Gu Ran's face was not very good-looking, she looked at Wang Chuan, who was approaching the range of the large array step by step, and said lightly: "I received a report from the Eagle Eye scout this morning, and last night, there was a carriage going to the military tent in the north. ”

The smile on the corner of Gu Jinyan's mouth sank slightly, and he frowned: "What carriage?"

"Red horses. ”

Gu Jinyan snorted coldly, and his face became slightly heavy.

He put the half-bitten apple on the city wall, and was in no mood to eat it.

Red Horse, a very delicate-sounding name.

But he knew that the 'red horse' in his sister's mouth was a superb sweat and blood horse brought back from the prairie by the famous refiner Gongzi Yi from Beili.

Gongziyi actually came to Jiaoling Pass in person?

Gu Jinyan had a faint and unpleasant thought in his heart.

Wang Chuan's pace was very calm, but his mood was not very good at the moment.

He held the knife in his hand, which was ten times heavier than usual, and the knife was called 'Slaughtering the City'.

In order to win this victory, Childe Yi made an exception to personally carve exquisite runes for him, and it took him a whole night of hard work.

What an amazing effect the blessing rune that can make Gongzi Yi concentrate on the whole night will be amazing, Wang Chuan didn't draw his sword, so he can't imagine it.

After all, Gongzi Yi is the youngest and few Xuan-level refiners in Dali.

Mortal-level refiners can generally refine low-grade mystical weapons, and there is a one percent chance of being able to refine a medium-grade mystical weapon.

Senior refiners can generally refine a medium-grade mystical weapon, and there is a 1 in 1,000 chance of being able to refine a high-grade mystical weapon.

Xuanji refiners can generally refine high-grade mystical weapons, but if they want to refine a spiritual weapon, they need a 1 in 10,000 chance.

Dao-level refiners have a 1 percent chance of being able to refine a spiritual weapon, and if there is no breakthrough, they will not be able to refine a virtual weapon.

A Void-level refiner only has a 1 in 1,000 chance of being able to refine a Void Weapon, but he will be poor in his life, and if the refining level is difficult to break through, he will not be able to refine a Horcrux for the rest of his life.

Star Refiner: You can easily refine a virtual weapon, and if you are lucky, you can refine a Horcrux with the right time and place.

Those who have just entered the realm of saint-level refiners can refine immortal weapons.

This is a clear hierarchy.

And Gongziyi, who is a Xuanji refiner, can easily refine a high-grade Xuanqi with his hands.

And Wang Chuan's knife itself is a high-grade mysterious weapon.

In addition, Childe stayed awake all night, concentrating on carving the talisman inscriptions.

It is very likely that this knife will no longer belong to the scope of the mysterious weapon.

Thinking of this in his heart, Wang Chuan smiled slightly bitterly.

His right fist, which had been clenched, slowly spread out as he walked steadily.

The ...... jumping in the palm of your hand It was a dark blue sarcoma that had shrunk tenfold.

At this moment, it looked like a heart, and with each beat, the dark blue sarcoma would spread out from the inside with a very hideous root, like a maggot into the flesh of his palm.

Now, with the frequency of beating, his entire palm has been covered with countless dense blue roots that are deeply stationed.

Faintly, a touch of blue intent could be seen pouring into his palm along the whisker.

His whole arm began to grow in a circle with the gradual shrinkage of the sarcoma, and the muscles and muscles bulged!

Wang Chuan looked at this strange and terrifying scene with an expressionless face.

All along, he was reluctant to accept the seed power assigned by His Majesty.

He felt that he was just using the power of the outside world to strengthen himself, which was always strong that did not belong to him.

It wasn't until his lifelong opponent, the first swordsman of Beili, that Ye Zuichen was beyond his imagination and accepted His Majesty's seed power last time with great ease, and broke through the Tongyuan realm without hindrance.

At that time, he scoffed, believing that this man was not worthy of being his opponent.

He has always believed that one day, he will be able to break through Tongyuan and defeat it with his exquisite sword skills and penance.

But to this day, Childe came with a holy decree.

The military order is like a mountain, and he must break through the Jiaoling Pass as soon as possible, so Gongzi Yi gave him two choices.

The first is to accept the gift of the saints, accept the power of the seed, and break through the Tongyuan as quickly as possible.

The second is to use the great power of the dark blood in the side effects, but in a short period of time, he has the strength of the Tongyuan Realm.

It's just that in this way, he is holding the knife with his right hand, and I am afraid that he will not be able to move for three years.

Three years, for a cultivator who is obsessed with the path of the sword, it is definitely an extremely long waiting time.

This will undoubtedly make the gap between him and his rival Night Drunken Dust get further and further apart.

He knew this in his heart, but he still chose to accept the power of the Blood.

The clothes on his right arm were torn apart by the full support, his entire arm had become thick and hideous, his five fingers were thick and long, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were bursting up, he didn't hesitate, and the 'slaughter city' around his waist was suddenly unsheathed!

"Boom!"

The countless runes on both sides of the four three-foot-wide slaughtering knives were instantly lit up, and the furious inscriptions roamed wildly on the body of the knife like a living network.

The yellow sand swept up by the wind suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if the space was frozen instantly.

In the air, the only thing that was moving was his footsteps and the bright runes on the body of the city slaughtering knife in his hand.

Wang Chuan's gaze became incomparably brighter because of the painful power transmitted from his right arm, and he profoundly recognized the power and magical means of Dao Gongzi.

In just one night, his city slaughtering knife had quietly transformed from a mysterious weapon into a spiritual weapon.

The blade continued to swallow the cold light, and one step in front of him was within the range of the large array.

He paused for a moment, then stepped out again.

The metal boots forged from Mithril metal stepped into the space in front of them, the soles of the metal boots splashing heavy dust on the ground.

The blade in his hand did not produce a trace of flipped power, but in front of his whole person, an unprecedentedly powerful huge sword intent was formed, accompanying this step.

The vertical and shocking majestic sword intent slashed straight away, although this knife could not reach such a terrifying momentum that penetrated heaven and earth.

But above the sky, the archers who took the Hui Yuan Dan were under this knife, bringing out a straight and neat blood mist, and then the blood mist exploded and sprayed all over the sky.

The extremely bloody scene made Gu Ran frown slightly.

But at this moment, she could only use her spare eyes to pay attention to the tragedy above the sky.

Because of her head-on gaze, it fell tightly on the terrifying sword intent that had slaughtered a thousand people and not dissipated a trace of aftermath, and slashed straight at the gusts of wind that slashed through the tidal arrays of the four seasons.

Gu Jinyan's body was straight, and his face was as deep as water.

That sword intent finally fell on the city wall embedded with countless spirit stones.

Behind Gu Jinyan, the entire fifty Kunlun slaves snorted in a low voice, and they all sealed their hands, and the three thousand high-grade spirit stones echoed with them, and the spirit bloomed!

The power condensed from the three thousand high-grade spirit stones finally dissolved the power of that sword.

When the sword intent touched the city wall, the horror was gone, just like a spring breeze blowing on the wall.

The Kunlun slaves breathed a sigh of relief.

But Gu Jinyan is eyebrows tightly locked, and his eyes are fierce!

Under his fierce and focused gaze, click...... Bang.

A high-grade spirit stone peeled off from the wall and fell into the earth, losing its spiritual power.

Gu Ran's face was extremely pale, and he muttered, "Tongyuan Realm...... Is it really that powerful?"

Killing thousands of people in an instant is still endless, and the residual power of the sword intent can still break a spirit stone.

The army of 90,000 is still in the tent, and not a single person is moved.

Wang Chuan's steady pace suddenly accelerated, and the remnants of the two military boots continued to intersect, and the city-slaughtering knife he held tightly in one hand finally flipped over, slashing the sky.