I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. Yan Ting's death made Yang Jun feel very guilty, if he hadn't promised Yan Ting to come out, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened.

"Ting'er, don't worry, I will take you out, now I will temporarily put your soul into the Seven Star Sword, and when you reach the God Realm, I will reshape your body for you and let you return to yang. Yang Jun looked at Yan Ting's corpse and said sadly, now this is the only way, although it is a long time, but at least it can save her. The God Realm, that is the true God Realm, as long as he works hard to cultivate, Yang Jun believes that he will definitely reach the point of God, and it will not be a problem to reshape Yan Ting's body when the time comes.

Gently pressed the hilt of the seven-star sword on Yan Ting's forehead, Yang Jun pinched the soul conjuring seal with one hand, Yan Ting's soul was smoothly received into the seven-star sword, Yang Jun was not worried that Yan Ting's soul would be hurt in the seven-star sword, the seven-star sword is an artifact, even a holy weapon more powerful than an artifact, and its own material is the best in the universe, so it should not be broken. As for the original sword spirit in the Seven Star Sword, Yang Jun was his master, so it naturally didn't dare to do anything to Yan Ting.

"It seems that I am still too kind. After doing everything, Yang Jun stood up, took one last look at Yan Ting's body, waved his hand and released the Samadhi True Fire to reduce it to nothing, then turned to look at the statue in the center of the square and said slowly.

Then, Yang Jun threw the seven-star sword into the sky, and his hands quickly sealed, but the complicated and cumbersome handprints have now become simpler, and Yang Jun's hands flew like butterflies, leaving afterimages in front of him. With the formation of the handprint, the seven-star sword instantly turned into countless flying swords, and the sharp sword qi seemed to cut the air.

"Break it for me. The last handprint was completed, and the tips of the ten thousand flying swords in the sky pointed directly at the statue in the center of the square, Yang Jun shouted, and pointed at the statue with both hands, and the flying sword was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, shooting towards the statue with a galloping momentum. The statue moved at this time, as before, quickly dodging the attack of the flying sword, but how could the ten thousand flying swords that Yang Jun conjured up be so simple, a thousand flying swords formed an encirclement and plunged directly into the square, directly narrowing the movement range of the statue to ten meters, and another five hundred flying swords formed a smaller encirclement to reduce the movement range of the statue to three meters. Now that the statue can move only a little bigger, I think I realized that the crisis was coming, and at this time, the copper wall around the square quickly closed in.

"Hmph" Seeing this, Yang Jun snorted coldly, and the remaining flying swords seemed to feel the murderous aura of the master, and all of them shot towards the statue. All the flying swords passed through the statue without any suspense. "Click,,, click... Click... With a crisp sound, the statue was broken into fist-sized chunks of iron. I thought this was the end, but the bronze wall still didn't stop, and now Yang Jun has become the end of the statue just now, and he is surrounded inside.

"Look at the hardness of your copper wall or the sharpness of my seven-star sword. Yang Jun looked at the copper wall that came over and showed a disdainful look, and with a wave of one hand, ten thousand flying swords were like locusts crossing the border, and there was no copper slag left in the place where he passed, and the seven-star sword actually swallowed the copper wall, which Yang Jun never expected, not only the copper wall, but all the metal in this square was swallowed by the seven-star sword.

The formation was broken, but the environment did not change, and now it was just a bare square, with a small hole exposed under the position where the statue was just now.

"It turns out that this is the key to the entire formation, the innate spirit root, no wonder it has such a strong power, if this spirit root is a little bigger, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to break the formation." Yang Jun walked to the middle, stretched out his hand and touched around the small hole, it was wet, and white smoke continued to rise from the small hole.