In the atrium of the water moon, in front of the palace gate, nearly a hundred monks who entered the Dao, waving their long swords in unison, their eyes full of sword shadows.

In front of the palace gate, there was a sound of dragons. I saw that the cold light of each long sword was reflected, and a cold aura danced, and the light and shadow of the silver snake trembled, and instantly condensed a winding water-colored dragon, circling up, almost occupying the entire space. Countless Dao spiritual energies gathered in one place, and the crystal light was reflected, blooming with a huge spiritual power comparable to that of a Jindan monk.

The giant dragon void coiled, setting off a rolling wave of qi in front of the palace gate, and the essence of light and spiritual power actually gave people an infinite sense of oppression, and the monks of Feiyun couldn't help but be pushed by a wave of qi and shook, and couldn't help but retreat again and again.

I saw the giant dragon in the void, the peak-like body bent for a while, the sky raised its head, a long roar, the giant mouth erupted a surging cold air, ice arrows like rain, shot out, and instantly powerful ice crystal divine light submerged the void in one fell swoop, shrouding down.

"Not good!" Ji Xueliu's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she screamed.

This is comparable to the spiritual power of the Jindan monks, and the low-level monks of Feiyun behind him cannot bear it.

I saw Ji Xue's long sleeves wave, the snow shadow drifted, and the clothes flew. There was a blur around the body, and it instantly turned into a string of delicate snow shadows, and Yingying floated up. The same posture, the same silver light long sword, fluttering like a fairy, nowhere a long silver light, like an immortal bridge, blocked in front of the rain of ice arrows.

A roar that broke through the sky, countless silver light cold arrows shot out chaotically, scattering around like a rain of flowers, condensing into a crystal silver shield in the middle, refracting countless crystalline lights, shooting into the sky.

Ji Xuexian was blurred, and the surging sword rain was blocked in an instant, but her crisp breasts were also undulating.

But I saw that above the palace gate, the old man waved his long staff and sacrificed a rhyme.

All the monks in front of the palace moved neatly, and their long swords swirled, drawing a sword aura. The dragon roared in the air, the giant tail swung, like a mountain undulating, the fan tail was high, a hurricane was raging, and the long dragon tail ran through the sky, like a knife splitting down.

The momentum of this road was even stronger, like a wave breaking in the sky, causing a rolling thunder in the space.

Yan Nan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt a powerful spiritual pressure, which was pressed down mightily, and he was about to make a sharp move. But I heard Ji Xue resolutely say: "Little man, you have consumed too much, this time there are me and the two Jindan elders, you save your spiritual power, and there will be a more difficult battle ahead." ”

The mountain-like giant tail was turbulent, and it descended into the sky with a mighty momentum. The disciples of Feiyun were shocked, looking at the color of the wind and clouds, they were all shocked, under the spiritual pressure flying scroll, many monks could not bear it at all, their legs trembled, their bodies were extremely heavy, almost their waists became bent, and their breathing was short.

Ji Xue raised her eyebrows, her clothes fluttered, and she shouted: "The shadow of the cold palace." ”

I saw that between the voids, the breeze came slowly, waving a layer of water ripples, and the space was stagnant for a while, and it seemed that even the wind and clouds were very dignified and slowly circulating. As the dazzling silver light around Ji Xue bloomed, the phantom in front of everyone was hazy, and a huge crystal palace appeared.

The huge dragon's tail seemed to slap into the deep water, stirring up a wave, and instantly became extremely slow. There was a roar in the whole space, the tide surged, shaking the heart, as if it was about to collapse, in front of the huge palace gate, it suddenly became illusory, like a fantasy, and everyone's hard work was surging.

With the blow of Jin Dan's cultivation, it has the potential to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and it is really not a lie.

In the silence of a few breaths, a trace of silver light suddenly appeared above the void, like a slight crack slowly extended, like several thin snakes, and at the same time, there was a cracking sound in the space, which seemed to be overwhelmed.

At this moment, under a closer look, Shui Yue's and the other initiation monks, their hands holding swords, all trembled, and even the long sword made a light sound, as if they were overwhelmed.

At this time, Ji Xuejiao's body was also shaking, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She glanced left and right, and said with all her might, "Two elders, help me resist." ”

The two Feiyun Jindan monks next to him, where did they dare to delay, and they shot out in an instant, shooting out a burst of spiritual light, locked on the body of the giant dragon.

Ji Xue's eyes sharpened, and she opened her mouth to bite through her slender fingers, and quickly pointed towards the void.

I saw that in the solemn water, a red filament moved lightly. In an instant, a ripple swirled and broke the stagnant water color. Then everyone felt a fierce wind swinging, and a red lightning flashed in the sky.

The wind howled, and the dragon rolled and twisted, raising a huge air current. And the dragon's tail bloomed with a bloody light and shattered with a bang. A powerful cold light rolled out, a miserable scream, the body and mind of the initiating monks of the Water Moon Gate were connected to the big array, the giant dragon shattered, all of them shook violently, and some raised their heads and spewed out a bloody sword, falling to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

At this time, Ji Xue's face was even paler, without a trace of blood.

The old man with a long scepter was also in a state of flux, his face flushed, and he stabilized his body with a slight tremble. He couldn't help but shout angrily: "Ji Xue, since you have burned your heart and blood and broken my Water Moon Formation, I'm afraid you are also the end of the strong crossbow, today I will let you Feiyun see the wonder of my formation." ”

The old man waved his staff and pointed to the void, and a storm and clouds gathered in turmoil, and in an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and it was dim.

"Water Moon Cave Heaven!" The old man's wooden staff flew, flashed with fine light, and flew into the wind and clouds, only to see the flowing clouds churning for a while, revealing a huge hole, bottomless, as if stretching out to the dome.

I saw a trembling contraction at the entrance of the cave, and a bleak full moon appeared, filling the air with blood. Yan Nan's eyes moved, and he saw that the full moon suddenly spilled a cold light, and it was actually shooting towards the countless Shuiyue disciples in front of the palace gate.

Before those initiation disciples could react, they were instantly shrouded in a cold light, their bodies were frozen for a moment, and their eyes were blank. I saw that above my head, all kinds of spiritual light trickled towards the full moon, and at this time, the disciples of Shui Yue couldn't stop trembling all over their bodies, showing a painful look.

In an instant, the entrance of the Fengyun Cave trembled, and a mighty spiritual power rolled. The strong light of the full moon flashed, and countless sword shadows were like a long river, spreading down into the sky, and each sword qi was extremely powerful, as if with a soul, trembling softly, cutting the cloud sky to pieces, extremely shocking.

The heavy palace phantom, trembling, was instantly engulfed by the sword shadow, Ji Xue's face changed, her chest rose and fell violently, a bright red bloodshot appeared at the corner of her mouth, and in her bright eyes, the sword shadow flew one after another, and the murderous aura filled the sky.

All the monks in Feiyun were shrouded in the shadow of the sword, and under the strong shadow of the sword, they only felt that their minds were being pulled, but they could not escape the cover of the sword qi, and their eyes were all dead ashes.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Yan Nan was furious: "Sacrifice the sword with your soul, you can't die well?" ”

I saw a colorful spiritual light blooming, like a cloud of spiritual clouds condensed, in the shadow of the sword, the five-colored lotus slowly bloomed, holding up an umbrella, and the sun was shining for a while.

"Infinite Rotation!"

Just listening to a shout, the glow swirled rapidly, like the waves of the Hanhai Sea, like flowing smoke, undulating towards the sword river. A savage aura spread, and the glow shook, rolling all the sword shadows into a deep vortex, surging around. Countless sword lights trembled softly in the vortex, but they couldn't get rid of the shackles of that huge force.

There was a roar in the sky, and everyone present was shaken. I saw a huge Qingluan soaring into the air, the green feathers were shining, and the wind and clouds trembled, and they swept towards the cloud cave.

Qingluan's huge body shook a wave of wind, a shadow like a mountain covered the entire space, two sharp giant claws, slightly scattered, grabbed the edge of the cloud cave, the claws were closed, and there was a crisp sound that shook the sky in the void. All the monks present felt a tingling pain in their ears, and countless low-level monks covered their ears with their hands and rolled on the ground.

The bright moon in the cave trembled, releasing Dao ripples, and under the sharp giant claws, it trembled non-stop, but there was no crack at all. It's just that the old man in front of the palace gate is indeed frowning, his breathing is tight, and he looks panicked.

The old man's beard fluttered slightly, his eyes suddenly became hideous, his thin cheekbones moved, his teeth trembled, and he let out a muffled snort. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mist of blood. In an instant, the old man was surrounded by a strong wind, and his aura was flourishing.

Looking at the disciples in front of the palace gate, they shook violently, moaning constantly, and the clear stream above their heads instantly became more restless, and the faces of these monks became extremely pale.

Yan Nan looked at the many Water Moon Monks, and his eyelids trembled.

At this time, the deep cloud sky giant hole, the moonlight is strong, and the sound of rolling waves is emitted. A blazing wave of light came out turbulently, and the sword tide trembled, whining softly, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the glow vortex, and a streamer vortex was swinging. And above the void, the huge shadow of Luan was quickly submerged by a layer of dazzling white light, and a snow-bright ice rope twisted and twisted, like a long snake, set on Qingluan's claws, surrounding several auras, exuding terrifying pressure.

The corners of the old man's mouth trembled, and he said frantically: "The cold light of the water and the moon, the surging tide of the sword, with my essence and blood, I will definitely behead you under the sword." ”

Ji Xue and Ruthless are both apricot eyes, and they all look at the silent Yan Nan in the void, and in the autumn water, there is a trace of frost.

Yan Nan's face was cold, and the light around his body was innuendo, and his figure was blurred in an instant. In an instant, there was a concussive sound of the dragon's groan, and the giant Jiao's scales floated, reflecting a dense water blue color, which quickly disappeared into the shadow of Luan, followed by the soft chirping of the Vermilion Bird, the flowing fire circling, the colorful feathers stirred, the thunder light cracked, and a piece of electric light was drawn, and it also instantly disappeared into the mountain-like figure of Qingluan.

Everyone's eyes flowed, and they were already shocked, this battle of the Jindan Great Array was so shocking.

I saw Qingluan's slender giant beak spread widely, with a violent roar, and his body suddenly skyrocketed, covering the entire void under those wings, and the thunder and fire around his body rose, and a huge force that shook the sky and the earth erupted between his claws.

I saw that between the clouds and the sky, a fierce silver filament trembled, flashing a dazzling silver light, bursting open, swinging out layers of wind and clouds, the water moon cave sky was torn to pieces by a pair of claws, and instantly turned into a messy energy, raging and dispersed.

In front of the palace gate, the old man touched his chest with his hand, his eyes were dull, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his face immediately darkened. And that sword tide, as if it had no autonomous consciousness, was swept by the glow, like a huge wave, surging towards the group of water moon monks in front of the palace gate, the momentum was monstrous.

Those monks who had entered the Dao had just gotten rid of the restraint of their souls, and their eyes showed a clear color, but they were instantly swept away by a long river of sword qi, and they only heard a miserable cry, the spiritual flames were ethereal, and their figures were swaying.

Countless initiation monks were swept into the void by the mighty spiritual waves, their bodies churning, and then falling far away, smashing heavily on the cold rocks.

At this time, Yan Nan's figure floated out instantly, and flew into the spiritual waves, above the void, he stretched out his hand to stop a shadow, drew a dazzling wave of light, and shot back, and at this time, the arm was only holding a soft woman.