The cloud-like dragon's breath completely blocked the divine sense, and in the face of this exciting and bold idea, Mu Jieyou was extremely cautious. Under the deep night sky www.biquge.info his body even trembled slightly.

At this moment, Meng Taixu, Chen Wangbo, and Xue Duanliu swept into the air.

After a little thought, the white-haired old sword saint stared at the deep space for a long time, and said slowly: "This time you have to rely on the Immortal Sword!"

Zhuo Zangfeng frowned, and then temporarily discarded the arrogant and bold idea in his heart.

If you follow this idea, then it is very likely that you will face the consequences of losing your realm completely, or you will die.

Because with his current realm cultivation, under the invasion of the five supreme yin qi of Fang Cai, he would no longer be able to withstand such a shocking act no matter what.

He thought, looked at the master, and thought to himself that the master had found another way to crack it, but he himself was not sure, and the master was not sure.

However, compared to Fang Cai's idea, this method is undoubtedly much less dangerous.

This is also a big gamble, and the bet is on the fast snow sword.

If the Kuaixue Sword was within the Demon Top, he relied on the sword intent of the Immortal Sword to break through a gap, and then Zhuo Zangfeng flew into it, found Duan Qianhua, and relied on the sword intent on the Kuaixue Sword to attack the Immortal Sword inside and out, and broke the "Ten Thousand Dragons Enchantment" in one fell swoop.

However, if the Kuaixue Sword is not there, then those who enter the barrier will be trapped in it.

The powerful enchantment circle in the world will inevitably have weaknesses, but after the first impact, this weakest point will automatically produce resistance.

It's like having suffered a loss once, and the next time you'll have a long memory, and if you want to crack the enchantment circle again, it will be even more difficult.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't even think about these questions, he was spying on the weakest point of the "Ten Thousand Dragons Enchantment".

A glimmer of light spread out in the wind above the demon's top, and quickly merged into the night, and following the source of the light, he was sure that it was the weakest point of the barrier.

In the field, the cultivators in these realms above him were unaware of it, and only he, relying on the magical and powerful sword path immortal body, could distinguish it at once, and then the divine consciousness came out and locked that place.

Meng Taixu didn't say anything, although the master and apprentice didn't get along for a long time, they had the same heart to mind, and the old sword saint had never doubted the comprehension of this closed disciple.

He glanced at his beloved disciple, and there was a look of encouragement in his eyes, but also a hint of self-satisfaction that was not easy to understand.

"Master, that place!"

Zhuo Zangfeng pointed to the place where his divine consciousness was locked, but it was just such an extremely simple sentence, and he didn't say anything other superfluous words, because he didn't understand the master's mind.

"Hmm!"

Meng Taixu's momentum suddenly climbed, and he shouted loudly: "Break!"

The Immortal Sword instantly turned into a bolt of lightning and flew through the night, its blade rubbing against the air and emitting a strong whistling sound.

A large net appeared in Zhuo Zangfeng's sea of knowledge, and he flew up after him, keeping pace with the Immortal Sword.

The sword qi cut through the night, striking at the weakest point above the barrier, with a loud bang.

Zhuo Zangfeng, who followed the sword qi, gritted his teeth and endured this powerful force, seeing a set of cracks appear on the periphery of the enchantment, his breath rose sharply, and he instantly penetrated into the enchantment.

Everything is calm again, and everything is silent.

Those Dragon Domain elders were shocked, if such a thing hadn't happened right under their noses, they wouldn't have believed it if they were killed.

"This young cultivator of the Sheng Tang Kingdom is too powerful!"

Chen Wangbo, Mu Jueyou, and Dongfang Yinyue stood side by side in the void, and the two land immortals did not speak, there was praise in their eyes, and perhaps a hint of envy.

The old swordmaster in front of them had a solemn face, and at this moment he had no reason to worry about his proud apprentice.

The Sword Marquis leaned back slightly, standing upright in the void, but what surprised him was that there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Perhaps in his heart, such an enemy deserves to be called an enemy.

"Those ordinary martial artists are not qualified to be enemies of themselves at all!" This is a sentence that Xue Duanliu often says alone late at night, and it is used here at this moment, which may explain the surprise in his eyes.

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Zhuo Zangfeng felt that his body was cut into countless pieces, and it seemed that even his divine consciousness had become crumbs at this moment, but soon this painful feeling disappeared, and there was a dark night in front of him.

When he was conscious and his consciousness was restored, the night was quickly driven away by his powerful cultivation, and overlapping mountains appeared in front of him.

He was a little surprised, and then thought that the old monster "One Sword Thousand Miles of Snow" was completed here, so it means that the Demon Peak has at least a thousand miles of land.

When all the uncomfortable feelings on his body dissipated, he swept through the air, his divine sense was pushed to the limit, and he tried to capture Duan Qianhua's voice.

Countless sounds poured into the ears of the Demon Summit, a thousand strange peaks appeared in my mind, various smells permeated the nasal cavities, and there were many heart-stopping monster roars, and of course, there were also birds perched on the trees in the middle of the night that were alarmed by some kind of creature and let out a panicked chirp.

His powerful divine sense allowed him to instantly capture all the subtle perceptions on the top of the demon, but he didn't notice the sound of someone.

He couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

At the same time, he is also secretly blaming himself, he can usually be like a stop in his heart, but once he encounters something and is implicated with his most dear person, he can't help but be impetuous, and he can't help but jump like thunder.

This is his limitation, and it is also the most difficult threshold for all cultivators to overcome, although it is due to his nature, it is he who is invisibly influenced by Duan Qianhua, but after all, it affects his cultivation.

And this state of mind also affected the operation of his divine consciousness, and the information that had just been clearly conveyed suddenly became blurred.

Sensing that something was wrong, he secretly reproached himself for a moment, and when he saw a mountain full of pine trees in the distance, he landed, glanced at the vast night, and then concentrated on it, and silently ran the "Heaven's Will Forgetfulness".

If he shouted at the Demon Top, and the vitality was running, he could ensure that all the creatures here could hear it, but he didn't want to do it, it was too reckless to use it this way unless it was absolutely necessary.

The cold wind on the peak flowed rapidly, and he stood up, then sat down again, and continued to send out his divine sense.

At this time, there was a peace in the heart, and all attention was on catching the human voice, and at this moment, there were two faint breathing sounds in the northeast corner.

These two breaths were obviously made by humans, and it seemed that the cultivation was between the sword master realms.

Zhuo Zangfeng's heart was shocked, according to what the Dragon Domain elder said, at that time, Tan Tuo Immortal launched the "Ten Thousand Dragons Enchantment", and there was no one here except Tan Tuo Immortal and the old monster.

So does it mean that these two breaths were made by the two of them?

Spotting his bearings, he swept into the air, crossing two peaks in the middle of the night, and then landing on the banks of a stream.

The stream was converging, and in front of it was a clump of green grass as tall as a man, revealing a dark hole behind the grass.

The sound of breathing became clearer and clearer, and it was from the cave that he pulled through the grass, and he walked over with his feet raised......