It's not just the late Jindan monk Kurosawa Peak in front of him.

In all directions, with the help of the concealment of the third-order top-level formation, more than twenty Jindan monks in the middle and middle stages of Jindan approached silently, most of them were descendants of the Hei clan, but a small number of them were not sidelines, but scattered cultivation and the like, which should have been promised something.

Below the Jin Dan, many foundation-building qi cultivators were scattered in all directions, with hundreds of thousands of numbers, in an orderly manner, stationed at various formation nodes, and would rise up at the first order, instantly encircling and killing the incoming enemy.

He has rich combat experience and an excellent mobilization system.

With such a number of monks, with the help of spiritual veins, even quasi-Yuan infancy-level monks are not afraid!

Obviously, Kurosawa Feng didn't know anything about Tu Shan Sword Cultivation as he had shown.

No one is stupid.

Even if the road is far away and the information has not been updated in recent years, a Jin Dan who can escape from the hands of the Yuan Infant Ancestor cannot be overvalued.

"The Last Remnant of the Black Clan's ......"

Jiang Ding sighed slightly, didn't want to say anything, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled it up: "A force that has been inherited for 10,000 years, the last afterglow is coming to an end." ”

"Rao is me, and I feel a lot of emotion."

"Even 10,000 years are coming to an end."

"What else in this world can be eternal?"

The first wisp of the sword, emerging from the scabbard.

Killing intent was initially just a little bit.

In an instant, it was surging like a tidal wave, and the icy killing intent was overwhelming, covering the entire Tushan Immortal City, covering the sun, moon and stars.

The world is turned upside down, the sun and the moon are gone.

"This sword intent ......"

Kurosawa was horrified.

At this moment, he seemed to have become a mortal, in the midst of the rough waves, drifting with the waves, not at all, the mana in the meridians and the divine consciousness in the divine soul were still flowing, but it seemed to be a mustard, useless.

Looking around again, the cultivation of building a foundation and cultivating qi is even more unbearable.

Obviously, there was a third-order top-level formation blocking it, and at this moment, the wave of killing intent hit, but they were all blinded by their eyes, blinded their divine senses, their mouths, noses, ears, and ears, and their five senses were all obscure, and they were chaotic.

"I can't see clearly!"

"Uncle clan, clan uncle! Where are you ......?"

In the eyes of the Hei Clan's Zhuji monks, there were all kinds of terrible scenes of the end of the Dharma coming, the big star falling, and the destruction of the sun, and endless fear swept through his heart, and he could no longer calm down, and screamed in horror.

"Stop!"

"Tu Shan Sword Cultivation!"

Hei Zefeng bit the tip of his tongue, and with the help of severe pain and the power of essence and blood, he came to his senses, temporarily covering the surrounding sword intent illusion, and said sharply: "I, the Hei Clan, is the Yuanying True Monarch in charge, and nothing else, if the immortal city is destroyed, it will definitely be immortal!" ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you, every descendant has the mark left by the ancestor, and those who kill it will definitely die!"

Bang!

With the help of the power of essence blood, Kurosawa Peak no longer waited, and forcibly activated the third-order top-level formation here, and the hazy formation pattern of the Dao Dao swept outward, connecting the stars in the sky and the earth vein aura below, and there were hundreds of thousands of foundation building qi cultivation cultivators who had been forced over.

In an instant, a terrifying force swept outward, almost reaching the realm of Yuan Ying.

All illusions have been shattered.

Hundreds of thousands of monks were terrified, and before they could settle down a little, they didn't have time to do anything under the terrible killing intent, and they poured their mana and divine consciousness into the formation frantically along the formation pattern.

The power of the formation has increased again!

For this back road, Hei attaches great importance to it and has invested a lot of natural treasures.

The name of the formation, the black sky kills the array!

This Black Sky Killing Formation was originally the strongest third-order formation of the Black Clan, and after increasing layer by layer, it was now about to reach the fourth-order level, and it was a worry-free way back in the calculation of the Black Clan, and he was not afraid of being attacked by others.

"Tu Shan Sword Cultivator, let me ask you one more question."

Shrouded in the formation, Kurosawa Feng was in a certain mood, and he was full of confidence, staring at the young man in Tsing Yi in the distance.

"Will you retreat?!"

He was full of murderous intent and shouted loudly.

The sword momentum did not stop.

Jiang Ding didn't answer his words, and the sword was unsheathed unhurriedly.

Not only did it not stop, but as the blade of the sword was revealed more and more, the killing intent became more and more cold and violent, and there were terrible signs of once again obscuring the Black Sky Killing Array, and the illusion of the end of the law once again invaded the monk's soul.

"Tu Shan Sword Cultivation, you are looking for death!"

Kurosawa's heart also sank, and he no longer had a fluke mentality, completely stimulating the Black Sky Killing Array.

Bang!

The formation spread, and the dark clouds like ink spread outward, completely enveloping the young man in Tsing Yi, devouring all the light, devouring all the divine perception, blocking everything, not knowing the heavens and the earth.

Only the formation master can clearly see the four directions with his divine sense and occupy a huge advantage.

This is the famous Black Sky Killing Formation of the Black Clan!

Imitating the Yuanying Monk's legal domain, not only can it isolate the enemy's detection, but it is also with layers of unloading formations, and the Jindan monk's attack has been consumed before it falls, and he is inherently invincible.

Historically, the Hei clan had used this array many times to besiege and kill the Quasi-Yuan Infant Rank monks, and they were invincible.

Sonor!

Qingyue's sword roared.

At this time, the sword in the hand of the young man in Tsing Yi was finally unsheathed completely.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn.

It's like a master coming,

A silver sword light fell between heaven and earth, and in an instant, only this silver sword light remained, and nothing else, mountains, rivers, beasts, beings, sun, moon and stars were all hidden.

Only this sword filled the sea of knowledge of all the monks, and there was no spare space.

Laugh at!

All the monks watched as the night of the Black Sky Killing Array was torn apart layer by layer in front of the silver sword light.

The dark night canopy fell to the sides and collapsed, revealing the fairy city in the day.

It is claimed that all laws are inviolable, and the canopy of heaven that is difficult to hurt is more fragile than paper, and it can't even delay the sword light in the slightest.

"How so?"

Kurosawa was shocked.

Endless chill and panic enveloped his heart, and his body was equipped with a quasi-fourth-order formation, which did not bring him any sense of security.

There was a tremor from the divine soul, the cultivation of the late stage of Jin Dan was not enough to rely on at all, and it was no different from the weakest qi cultivator.

"Black Crow!"

"Cangyan Crow!"

Under the terrible and clear death pressure, Kurosawa Peak roared, frantically burning the essence blood, urging the formation to rumble and run, swallowing dozens of miles of heaven and earth aura.

This engulfing power was so powerful that the third-order high-grade spiritual veins dried up in an instant, and the piles of spirit stones placed in the array vaporized.

Huge forces converge in the Night Killing Array.

Phew!

Only a scream was heard, and a black crow the size of a fist appeared in the Dao Dao formation, densely packed and overwhelming, and rushed towards the silver flying sword together.

Among the black crows, there is a crow king wearing a golden crown sitting in the center, with a golden fire in his mouth, exuding a terrifying aura, which is enough to make Yuanying Zhenjun feel a violent alarm.

Cangyan is really hot!

This is the formation technique that can only be performed by burning the essence blood of the Hei clan's bloodline, which comes from the invincible powerhouse who killed the demon clan ten thousand years ago, extracted the essence blood and integrated it into one of his descendants, and it belongs to the secret technique of fighting for life in the lineage!

"Die!"

"Tu Shan, you give me death!"

Kurosawa's expression was hideous and resentful, and his body merged into the Golden Crow King, making it more powerful, and he pounced on the silver sword light in front of him with the sharp beak of Cangyan True Fire.

He hated in his heart.

hate

Infinite hatred!

Once this technique is performed, the blood veins dry up, and there is no hope for a lifetime of infants.

Never die!

Sonor!

The sword light is like water, and it doesn't come slowly.

Under the gaze of everyone, the silver sword light tore through the black crow flock in the sky, and touched the sharp beak of the golden-crowned crow king with a mouth of cangyan true fire.

There is no pause,

The sword light passed through it.

The sea of clouds was struck by a scar several miles wide, and it could not heal for a long time.

Behind Jian Guang, the Golden Crowned Raven King transformed by Hei Zefeng, the last descendant of the Hei Clan, the late Jindan Late Cultivator, was frozen in mid-air.

Motionless, breathless.

After a while, the Golden Crow King and the Cangyan True Fire on its sharp beak slowly separated to both sides, and the Cangyan True Fire turned into two halves and collapsed, and the Golden Crow King's aura scattered.

The corpse of a short-bearded man who had been evenly split in half from the center of his eyebrows to his crotch fell from the sky, and his internal organs and blood flowed down and sprinkled all over the sky.

The last Jindan late monk of the Hei family,

Kurosawamine, die!

"Run!"

"Run!"

The Jindan monks were terrified, each burned their essence blood, turned into a retreat and fled in all directions, and some took out the teleportation charm and hid in the space and flickered away.

Jiang Dingjian was put back into his sheath, ignoring anyone, and walked towards the center of the city.

After three steps,

The body of the fleeing Jindan monk suddenly struck.

"No!"

"Spare ......"

There is a descendant of the Hei clan, Jin Dan, screaming in terror.

On their eyebrows, there was an extra silver sword mark at some point, which had already existed at the same time as Kurosawa's death.

It's just a sword, too fast, too sharp!

So fast that they didn't even notice it.

At this time, he desperately fled, and immediately destroyed the fragile balance in his body, and the silver sword light in the center of his eyebrows exploded, and blood flowed.

Monk Jindan fell to the ground without saying a word, slamming into the ground, and there was no life.

Whether it's earth, wood, wind, or escape with the help of teleportation charms.

There is no difference.

They were all exactly the same, the corpse of a monk with a golden pill fell from the sky, blood raining down.

At the same time, the three hundred foundation building monks and three thousand qi cultivation cultivators who dominated the Black Sky Killing Array with the strongest killing intent and the most obvious resentment fell to the ground and died silently.

The corpse quickly turned from warm to cold.

Jindan, build the foundation, practice qi.

The corpses kept falling, like raindrops, not distinguishing between high and low, and the thud of the ground was endless.

The rest of the monks were silent.

They did not dare to cheer, they did not dare to scream in terror, they covered their mouths tightly, they did not dare to make a sound, and the whole city could be heard of needles falling.

In the midst of this rain of corpses and blood,

"Go home ......"

A young man in Tsing Yi strolled and walked in it, his face was immature and youthful, with the memories of the youth's longing, and walked towards the original demon palace, where his residence was.

(End of chapter)