The Nine Formations covered the Outer Void, cutting off all the passages for the Qishan Clan to enter the Thirty-Seven Realms of Thunder Eyes, leaving the Qishan Clan with a difficult choice, that is, to retreat or continue to break through the formation.

The Qishan patriarch, who was unwilling to stop outside the boundary, finally made a decision, that is, to agree with the young patriarch of Qishan to break into battle.

The young patriarch of Qishan is the leader of the younger generation of the Qishan clan, and his strength has already reached the realm of half-step cave heaven, and it is only one chance to open up the bloodline cave heaven.

All the people of the Qishan tribe have high hopes for him, and the Qishan patriarch is naturally no exception.

But this time, for the needs of the war, the Qishan patriarch actually decided to let the young Qishan patriarch go to the battle, and this decision was immediately opposed by many generals of the Qishan tribe.

"The patriarch thinks twice, the young patriarch is the most promising descendant of our clan to step into the Cave Heaven Realm, and the battlefield ahead is too dangerous."

"Yes, patriarch, let's go."

"It's just a battle, it's enough to have us."

"Patriarch, let's go into battle, the young patriarch has a noble status, and he really can't take risks."

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"Wu'er, are you afraid of death?" The four eyes of the Qishan patriarch looked at the young patriarch of Qishan, and asked seriously.

The eyes of the young patriarch of Qishan flashed with determination, and he said categorically, "For the sake of my clan, children are not afraid of death." ”

"Okay, good, it's my good son, bring the clan spirit and break into battle!" The right arm of the Qishan patriarch grabbed the eighteen-story dark yellow tower and put it in the hands of the young patriarch of Qishan.

Between the future of the Qishan clan and the life and death of the son-in-law, the chief of the begging mountain patriarch chose to let the son-in-law fight for the Qishan clan.

"Yes." The young patriarch of Qishan knelt down to the patriarch of Qishan and bowed, "The child bids farewell to my father." ”

The Qishan Patriarch pointed to the Thirty-Seven Realms of Thunder Eyes shrouded in clouds and mist in front of him, and a towering mountain appeared behind him, "The future of the Qishan Clan is handed over to you." ”

"Bang bang bang."

The young patriarch of Qishan stepped into the air in one step, stood on three legs, and made a seal one step at a time.

The majestic momentum rises, the phantom of the high mountains is condensed, a bloodline cave looms, and the brilliant golden mountains are bred in the cave.

In the sky of the Thirty-Seven Realms of Thunder Eyes, Zhang Wuji became interested, "Oh, the half-step Cave Heaven Realm." ”

"Finally, a master has arrived." Zhao Bingyun blinked and said with a smile, "Sect Leader Zhang, look, it's interesting now, he still has the clan spirit of the Qishan clan." ”

The eighteen-story dark yellow tower suspended above the body of the young patriarch of Qishan, and a heavy emperor's light flowed, evolving a mountain to guard him in the center.

The guardian of the clan spirit tower is equivalent to a cave giant, this tower can kill the enemy, but also protect itself, showing the love of the beggar patriarch for his son-in-law.

Old Sect Master Chen Yu sat in the void with a calm expression, "If you want to break into the formation, the old man wants to see what you are capable of." ”

"The blood of the begging mountain, Huayue." Stepping into the clouds, the young patriarch of Qishan chose to take the lead in attacking, clenching his fists with four arms, and brazenly bombarded forward.

"Boom."

One punch after another, it turned into a mountain fist print, and the heavy power of the earth crushed, shattering the clouds and mist, and the violent power strongly shattered the formation patterns.

It is worthy of being the young patriarch of a clan, between his gestures, he is full of domineering, his burly body is full of brilliance of the laws of the earth, his fist prints are bombarded, and the mountains are impacted.

The eighteen-story dark yellow tower was also releasing the brilliance of the law, and the phantom shadows of the mountains crushed all directions, shaking the clouds and mist in the sky.

"Old Sect Master, your Ten Thousand Miles of Cloud Smoke Array has been broken." The young patriarch of Qishan went deep into the sea of clouds step by step, and where he passed, the formation was broken, and the vast clouds and smoke collapsed one after another, and the first of the nine formations was devastated.

The cloud was cracked, the fog dispersed, and Zhao Bingyun couldn't take his eyes off it.

"It's just a small array, it's not worth mentioning." Old Sect Master Chen Yu said that it didn't matter, but in his heart he was secretly dissatisfied, "Okay, you are a boy of different races, you dare to break the old man for a while, it is not good to give you some color to see." ”

It was not easy to show his hand in front of Zhang Wuji and Zhao Bingyun, the two juniors, but he was slapped in the face, which made the old sect master Chen Yu a little unhappy.

The old sect master Chen Yu, who had a temper, waved his right hand slightly, and a ray of sword light flew into the formation.

"Double array display, red clouds burn the sea, blue clouds turn ice, kill."

With the blessing of the formation, two terrifying sword mountains suddenly appeared in the cloud and smoke array.

The mountain is 1,800 meters high, red, the mountain is branded with flame cloud patterns, the formation pattern is running, and the flame sword light forms a sea of fire, directly covering the young patriarch of Qishan Mountain.

The other sword mountain is dark blue all over, exuding an extremely cold air, and the mountain is branded with cold ice patterns, pulling the void energy into a series of blue ice crystal battle swords, and strangulating the young patriarch of Qishan with the momentum of ten thousand swords.

"Boom... Thundered. ”

The collision of ice and fire caused a big explosion, and the crimson light and many dark blue ice swords collided together, and the energy released was extremely terrifying, and all the voids collapsed.

The destruction explosion completely submerged the young patriarch of Qishan, and the dazzling sword light crisscrossed and crisscrossed, the sea of fire raged, and the ice sword shuttled.

What's even more terrifying is that the Red Cloud Sword Mountain and the Youlan Sword Mountain also collided fiercely, and the two mountains collided, causing the void for thousands of miles to completely shatter.

I saw that the void outside the realm shattered and collapsed, and a series of pitch-black and hideous cracks appeared, and countless red and dark blue sword lights strangled in the cracks, wiping out all vitality.

Zhang Wuji sat on the top of the firmament, feeling the destructive power of the outer void, his expression slowly became serious, "What a terrible explosion." ”

He glanced at the old sect master Chen Yu, who was smiling calmly, and said secretly in his heart, "In addition, this old man learns very quickly. ”

Old Sect Master Chen Yu controlled the collision of the two sword formations of flame and ice, obviously learning the principle of the mutual restraint of ice and fire in the strongest blow of Zhang Wuji's Long River Sunset Sword Formation.

"Huh."

The double array was killed, and the young patriarch of Qishan finally failed to escape, and was wiped out on the spot, only the clan spirit of the Qishan clan turned into a dark yellow spiritual light and flew out of the big array.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuji was silent thoughtfully, but Zhao Bingyun was puzzled, and hurriedly asked in a loud voice, "Old sect master, just let that clan spirit escape, I thought you would trap it." ”

Old Sect Master Chen Yu smiled incomprehensibly and replied softly, "If it doesn't run away, how can it attract more alien races." ”

"Look, the clan spirit is back." In the expeditionary army of the Qishan clan, many of the strongest people in the clan saw the return of the eighteen-story dark yellow tower, they were first excited, and then one by one they came back to their senses, and instantly became depressed, and even grief.

"Less... Young patriarch, I didn't come back. ”

"Woo... Young Patriarch... Killed in battle. ”

There are also strong men of the Qishan clan who comfort the Qishan patriarch for the first time, "The patriarch... Mourning, the young patriarch is the hero of my clan. ”

The death of the young patriarch in battle dealt a great blow to the expeditionary force of the Qishan clan, and even the clan's Dongtian giant became pessimistic, "Alas, it's better for me to go and break the formation myself." ”

"Ancestor, don't be impulsive." The Qishan patriarch endured his grief and categorically rejected the request of the ancestor of the clan, "Ancestor, the great array of the human race is full of dangers, don't fight them hard for the time being." ”

The death of his son-in-law made the Qishan patriarch sober up, and he did not continue to impulse for the sake of his military exploits, "Wu'er will not die in vain, there will always be a day of revenge, pass the order, stay in place, and wait for the arrival of other races." ”