The four giant swords condensed and attacked directly, no matter how Nie Yun escaped, they were still like wolves in the night, staring at him deadly, not giving him a chance to breathe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Damn, sooner or later, these greatswords will be consumed. ”

"If you can't be beaten, if you can't touch it, how can you break this Ten Thousand Sword Array?"

Any formation has its formation eye, the formation eye is the core of the formation, once the formation eye is found and destroyed, no matter how powerful the formation is, it will fall apart and be cracked naturally.

Before, he was entangled with the black sword, and now he has a giant sword attack, not to mention the formation eye, even if it is a little flaw in the formation, he has not seen it.

"Wait, the spirit of inheritance said before, as soon as you enter this Ten Thousand Sword Array, this array will automatically adjust the degree of difficulty according to the realm of the challenger, my current realm is in the early stage of Qiling, but now the power of the giant sword is enough to reach the late stage of Qiling, is it ......"

Suddenly, Nie Yun thought of the key point, that is, he was obviously in the realm of the early stage of the Enlightenment, but the difficulty of the challenge had reached the level of the late stage of the Enlightenment.

Everything is because when he was in the black sword, he used the power of his body to let the Ten Thousand Sword Array determine his realm, which was the late stage of enlightenment, so there was a series of things later.

The previous attack of the giant sword, not to mention the early stage of the Enlightenment monk, if it was any mid-stage monk, I am afraid that he would die under the giant sword.

"Damn, the previous black sword is actually used for temptation, the giant sword is the real challenge, the challenge degree in the later stage of Qiling, then it shows that even if the giant sword is differentiated, it will have a certain limit, and it will not be like the previous black sword, crazy differentiation. In the cyan electric light, Nie Yun faintly understood something in his heart.

Although he was misjudged by the realm, his strength was definitely able to fight against the late-stage cultivators, not only his physical body, but also his divine soul.

"In that case, then come on!" Nie Yun laughed loudly and turned to meet the four giant swords that had been killed.

After determining that the differentiation of the giant sword would be limited, he no longer dodged and confronted the giant sword head-on.

Without his previous concerns, Nie Yun pinched out a few spiritual lights, dragged the four giant swords, and then stepped on the electric Jiao flash, opened and closed widely, smashed a giant sword with two fists, and immediately retreated a few feet away.

He knew that if he smashed one greatsword, the other greatswords would also diverge, and sure enough, the number of greatswords doubled to eight.

The eight giant swords condensed and formed, and before they could attack, Nie Yun took the lead in making a move, slapping the storage bag on his waist, and a scimitar-shaped medium-grade spirit weapon flew out and shot at one of the giant swords.

"Boom!"

The scimitar approached the giant sword, and as soon as Nie Yun pinched it with both hands, he saw that the scimitar suddenly exploded, and the resulting power directly submerged one of the giant swords.

Differentiation began again, only this time the differentiation was not the sixteen stalks as expected, but only after fifteen stalks, it stopped continuing to differentiate.

"Fifteen handles, it seems that the limit of the late stage of enlightenment is only these fifteen handles, but ......"

As soon as Nie Yun had doubts in his heart, the black light of the fifteen giant swords in front of him skyrocketed, and the power of each giant sword exuded the aura of the late stage of enlightenment.

"Fifteen giant swords, it is equivalent to facing the full force of fifteen late-stage Qiling at the same time, if one blow does not destroy them, it is equivalent to fifteen late-stage monks besieging them, this is the final killing move!" Nie Yun was awe-inspiring in his heart.

Not to mention him, even if it is a true late-stage cultivator, in the face of this situation, I am afraid that he will be suppressed.

It is equivalent to fifteen monks of the same rank, and the siege with all their strength is not a joke, if you are not careful, I am afraid that you will fall under the giant sword and be cut into countless pieces.

"Come on!"

The giant sword attacked, Nie Yun grabbed the void with one hand, and the purple light yuan spirit bead turned into a purple light spirit sword again, and when it was held in his hand, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, turning into pure spiritual power and submerging into the spirit sword.

The purple mang soared, and was thrown by him again, with unprecedented fierceness, facing a giant sword that shot at him.

At the same time, Nie Yun summoned the Yan Jiaolong Yuan Spirit and followed the spirit sword towards another giant sword.

Bang bang!

Two explosions sounded, and the two giant swords were destroyed, and they did not continue to differentiate.

Nie Yun's eyes flashed, and his whole body turned, turning into a tornado, forming an extremely strong air current, and when he avoided the slashing giant sword, he also shook the approaching giant sword away.

Then, Nie Yun single-fingered a little void, and the originally dim Purple Light Yuan Spirit Bead, as well as the Yan Jiaolong Yuan Spirit, suddenly merged into one, turning into a hideous Jiaolong with red and purple double lines, and when he opened his mouth, he bit a giant sword, and his claws swung again and again, shaking the two giant swords into cracks.

Nie Yun summoned with one hand, and the red and purple double-patterned dragon flew back, and when it hung above his head, the spirit trick between his hands changed, and he held up a spirit cover, blocking the twelve giant swords with difficulty.

The giant sword was tyrannical, slashing out terrifying swords one after another, and with just one blow, the body protection spirit shield he held up was crushed.

With a flash of blood, he once again performed the Abdominal Blood Stand-in Technique, and while dodging the attack of the twelve giant swords, he turned his hands into knives and rushed into the giant swords, smashing the two cracked giant swords.

However, this caused him to fall into the center of the ten giant swords, and he was completely besieged, and he would die a tragic death under the giant sword as long as the ten giant swords attacked together.

However, Nie Yun's expression was still the same, without the slightest panic, and with a light touch of his eyebrows, a palm-sized red glass flame snorted, forming a glazed flame cover with dragon patterns, protecting him in it.

Ten giant swords were scattered around, constantly slashing on the glazed fire cover, even if this fire cover was transformed by Longyuan Liuliyan, it could not withstand the siege of the giant sword equivalent to ten late stage Qiling monks, and the cracks began to appear.

"Hmm!"

Nie Yun snorted, and a majestic divine soul power was released, shaking the ten giant swords dozens of meters away, his hands were put together, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering some incantation.

The next moment, an extremely deep aura emanated from his body, causing the speed of the ten giant swords that had originally attacked to slow down a lot.

"It's ......"

An exclamation came from the depths of the cave, obviously shocked by this sudden aura, and he didn't understand how a small spiritual monk could have such an amazing aura in his body.

At this time, a gust of wind set off around Nie Yun's body, countless cyclones traced, and the Yan Jiaolong Yuan Spirit above his head also became unstable, as if some kind of terrifying existence was about to come, and the Yuan Spirit could collapse at any time.

This is a very terrible thing, the Yuan Spirit is also a kind of war spirit in the final analysis, and the war spirit represents the monk's battle spirit, as well as the embodiment of the soul and unyielding will.

If the war spirit collapses, it will be a big downfall, leaving an irreparable hidden disease, or it will explode directly and die, and die with the war spirit.

Now, Nie Yun cast his own spell, but let the Yuan Spirit he condensed was on the verge of collapse, which was clearly the prelude to the end of the giant sword.

However, Nie Yun's expression remained steady, not only was he not flustered or nervous, on the contrary, his dark eyes flashed with anticipation, because it would be the first time he had performed some kind of spell.

"Give it to me, out!"

With Nie Yun's heavy drinking, an illusory arm suddenly appeared above his head, and he grabbed the tail of the Yan Jiaolong Yuan Ling and pinched it hard.

Boom!

A violent explosion exploded, and the Yan Jiaolong Yuan Spirit was pinched and exploded by the illusory big hand, collapsing into a cloud of red spiritual mist, surging and boiling, and the cultivation condensed into a red Jiaolong Spirit Sword, which was firmly held by the illusory big hand.

As the Jiaolong Spirit Sword condensed, a huge illusory figure appeared above Nie Yun's head, replacing the previous position of the Yanjiao Dragon Yuan Spirit, exuding a terrifying coercion, turning into a circle of terrifying spiritual waves, sweeping through the entire cave, and shaking all the ten giant swords that attacked.

That tall and illusory figure was Nie Yun's god and demon war spirit, which had been contained in his body since he condensed it, and now he summoned it for the first time.

This war spirit can only be described by the word 'horror', standing in the sky, eternal, with the Yanjiao Dragon Yuan Spirit as the sword, proud of all the existence in the world, just exuding momentum, the ten giant swords were shocked away, and Nie Yun himself was shocked.

At this time, Nie Yun felt that the god and demon war spirit above his head was another self, feeling the domineering, tyrannical, and arrogant aura of all the world, making his whole person seem to be sublimated, and he slashed towards the ten giant swords that were shocked away.

At this moment, this chaotic space was like turning into an ancient battlefield, with the sword of the god and demon war spirit splitting out, there was no sound in the cave, as if the time was frozen by this sword, and everything was silent at that moment.

When the Jiaolong Sword fell, there was a faint sound of endless killing, echoing in the chaotic space, and the golden iron horse made a clanging sound, reflecting the corner of the battlefield of all races in the ancient period, completely submerging the ten giant swords.

The sword light was all over, the entire chaotic space was submerged in it, Nie Yun also lost consciousness at that moment, when he woke up, he found that he was already in the inheritance cave, and the original bizarre Ten Thousand Sword Array also disappeared without a trace.

Nie Yun got up from the ground, and as soon as he stood up, a feeling of fatigue spread all over his body, he was dizzy, his feet retreated again and again, and he leaned against the stone wall for a while before he slowly opened his eyes and almost fell to the ground.

"What am I doing?"

Nie Yun rubbed his eyebrows, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to stand firm, and the scenes before he fell into a coma appeared in his mind.

After a long time, when Nie Yun opened his eyes again, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It seems that this god and demon war spirit cannot be used lightly, with a swing of a sword, all the spiritual power in the body will be drained, what kind of monster have I condensed?"

He knew that in the future, if he was not at the moment of death and life, he must not summon the gods and demons war spirit, otherwise, if he did not kill the enemy afterwards, I am afraid that it would be his death at that time, at least with his cultivation in the early stage now, it would not be enough to control the gods and demons war spirit.

After relieving himself, Nie Yun slowly sat down cross-legged against the mountain wall, and after taking a few pills, he began to breathe.