"Remember my name, Xiao Huaiyu."

"You can't kill me." Zhang Qing looked at the other side calmly, blood dripping from his cuffs, this was the first time he had suffered such an injury since the start of the war.

Xiao Huaiyu smiled miserably, "I didn't mean that, died at your hands, or you died at my hands, I hope you can remember this name." ”

"Okay." Zhang Qing said casually, and the whole person rushed towards Xiao Huaiyu, bathed in the dazzling sword aura.

He is not afraid, at least he still has a hole card to build the foundation strength.

The sword qi slowly dissipated, and Zhang Qing walked out of it, this was the fifth Jinlan Sect Immortal Law Cultivator who had died in his hands, and as time went by, there would be more.

However, as the battle continued, Zhang Qing still divided some thoughts and put them in the sky, and there was an extra crystal clear petal in the red sea of clouds.

The flames burned above the petals, as if to depict something, and on the other side of the petals, a figure sat cross-legged.

"Head of ......"

In the sky, the foundations of the Jinlan Sect also discovered this scene, and they were extremely frightened one by one.

"Zhang Shenling is planting golden lotus! He must be stopped! ”

"But, what about Elder Taishang?" Someone looked at the sky in the sea of clouds, but they couldn't find Jin Wuyan's figure.

"Taishang is not dead yet, he is trapped by the Zhang family's big array!"

A monk with a cloudy aura who was obviously at the pinnacle of foundation building stood up, "Where are the disciples of Jian Feng and Canglan Peak?" ”

"Form a formation, wake up the Shoufeng Sword!"

At the same time, one of the Jinlan Sect monks who was fighting against Zhang Qing retreated frantically, and even returned to the ranks of many monks who practiced swordsmanship despite being injured.

As soon as Zhang Qing wanted to catch up, the real ripples spread out from the front and directly pushed Zhang Qing out.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Qing continued to retreat with this power until the foundation of the family stood in front of him.

"Uncle clan, they are not simple."

The middle-aged man with only a back in front of him smiled, "Of course it's not simple, the Canglan Breaking Law Technique is not a solo exercise, the more people who practice, the more powerful it is, and it can form a tidal formation, and the defense is very strong." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Qing looked ahead, and sure enough, those Jinlan Sect disciples who practiced the Canglan Breaking Technique guarded the people who practiced the Yaoguang Imperial Sword Technique in the middle, and the real azure waves surged on them, as if the tide ebbed and flowed.

"They want to awaken the Shoufeng Sword, which is one of the few fourth-order magic weapons in the Jinlan Sect, and it is also the weapon of the Sword Blade Zhenfeng."

When a magic weapon reaches the third order, it can become a magic weapon, and the difference from a magic weapon is that the magic weapon has a spirit, even if no one controls it, it can already burst out with terrifying power.

Zhang Qing wasn't surprised how this thing was brought here, he asked the clan uncle, "How did you break this formation to stop them from awakening that magic weapon?" ”

"Broken? Of course there is a way, but it has nothing to do with you, you are still young. ”

"Stand back!"

At the time of the last two words, the clan uncle's voice was already unquestionable, and at the same time, a huge force pushed Zhang Qing out.

In the sky, one by one the foundation building monks belonging to the Zhang family fell, and the moment they touched the sea of fire on the ground, the flames on their bodies swelled like a rage.

In the blink of an eye, these foundations turned into flame giants with a body of three or five meters, and Zhang Qing couldn't help but compare them with those heavenly soldiers, and found that there seemed to be no difference.

"The family's immortal fire inheritance seems to have a significant role in the aspect of the Heavenly Soldier, or is that wisp of immortal fire itself from the Heavenly Soldier of the Ninth Heaven?"

Zhang Qing looked at the violent elders, and his eyes revealed thoughts.

Thirty-three days were scattered into countless fragments, but before they became fragments, they were part of the thirty-three days.

For example, the immortal mountain in Xianyue City is a mountain peak from the immortal world, such as the immortal fire of the family, which is also a wisp of flame on the ninth day.

They don't come out of nowhere, they are the fairy world itself.

So the fragment can be a flame, it can be a mountain, it can be a lake, it can be a cloud in the fairy world, and it is always every component of the fairy world.

And before thirty-three days were not broken, these things obviously had their own role.

The immortal mountain in Xianyue City has no inheritance, it may just be a place for the immortals to rest, and something like a clan and four clans that contains inheritance is naturally more valuable.

The Zhang family can summon heavenly soldiers, the Shui family can control ghosts, and the Zhao family can spawn spirit plants and control them by alienation......

These are all proof of the possible role of those immortal fragments.

Just as Zhang Qing was thinking, those Heavenly Soldier Zhang Family Builders had already rushed in front of the formation of the Jinlan Sect's Canglan Cultivators, and then the tyrannical flames began to spread and erupt.

The appearance of Yun Mengze's Zhang family's fighting method was completely manifested at this moment, and those foundation building monks didn't care about the attack of the Jin Lan Sect at all, and kept bombarding it as if they were out of their minds, causing the ripple formation to crack in an instant.

Unlike Qi cultivators who are scarce in means, Zhuji monks have already begun to cultivate both dharma and body, and while they have powerful long-range spell methods, they also do not lack close-range combat power.

As a result, a pair of fists wrapped in flames once again fell on top of the formation defense against countless spells.

Time and time again, the foundation builders of the Zhang family had no intention of stopping, and the blood was evaporated the moment it was exposed on their bodies, and the flames on their bodies became hotter and hotter.

"Heavenly Soldiers!" The flames on the Zhang family's foundations seemed to have reached a limit, turning red, like the sea of clouds in the sky.

With the roar of one of the clan elders, the flames on each of them began to spread to both sides, and the moment they touched the flames of the others, they surged up again like sparks falling from the oil pot.

This is resonance, like the monks of the Jinlan Sect who practice the Canglan Breaking Method, the Zhang family also has its own special means.

When the power of the immortal fire inheritance is built, the temperature of the flame is different in everyone's body, but it doesn't matter, the temperature of the flame is different, but there will be a common limit.

It is also the crimson state at this moment, before this state, it is difficult for the foundation builders of the Zhang family to cooperate at a deep level, because every monk is special, and the mana in their bodies is as unique as the world will never have two identical leaves.

However, once the flame burns to the limit, this uniqueness disappears, and the terrible temperature will burn everything, turning the mana into the original chaotic form, at this time, it can be said that every foundation building monk of the Zhang family is able to pour their own mana into the body of another Zhang family member in the same limit state.

There will be no stagnation, their mana will become everyone's, or each of them in this state, has become a collective.

Yun Mengze has a saying, never deplete the mana in your body in front of the Zhang family monks, and it is because of this reason called "resonance".

When the flames reach the ultimate temperature, they can store each other's mana in a container called Resonance.

But if there is no mana in the body, it is a resonance to the other extreme, and the power of the immortal fire can easily ignite it.

To put it simply, everyone is a colorful piece of paper, and the colors on the paper are the monk's mana, and once the mana is gone, the paper becomes a blank piece of paper.

The scary part is that Yun Mengze's Chihu Zhang family has mastered a pen that can depict colors on white paper.

In the family, this is called the resonance of extreme cold, and the situation on these tsuki's bodies at this moment is called the resonance of extreme flames.

Two extremes, one against an enemy who has no ability to resist, and the other can only be used against an enemy who cannot be solved at this moment.

The mana in the body of dozens of Zhang Jiazhuji gathered at this moment, and the majestic mana had far exceeded the amount that the peak of Zhuji should have, and began to approach the golden lotus.

A clan elder jumped on top of everyone's heads, and the flames on his body began to pull the majestic flames, which was all the power in the bodies of dozens of foundation building monks, and he was about to use all this mana to release a spell.

"Heavenly Fire Infinite - Immortal Flame Falls for Nine Days!"

The clan elder struggled and roared out this spell that frightened the hearts of countless people, and in the process, his whole body was also burning.

The Zhang family is good at using flames, but it does not mean that they can be safe in any flames, once they exceed the limit of their own bearing, the flames will easily use the fire in their bodies as a trigger, and ignite all of them in an instant.

Just like at this moment, the flames burning on this patriarch's body have exceeded the limit of what the foundation can bear, and he will definitely die.

In the pain of the burning flames, the clan elder did not have too much fear, but stared at the constantly reinforcing formation in front of him, waving the crimson fireball above the sky and falling like a meteor.

"Unstoppable!" In the Jinlan Sect's array, a foundation building peak who practiced the Canglan Breaking Magic Skill felt the terrifying power coming from above his head, and roared out in horror.

The defensive formation condensed by the Canglan Breaking Spell Skill would definitely not be able to stop the power of the spell that belonged to the golden lotus above his head.

"It's too late, sword up!" In the center of the formation, in the group of Jinlan Sect monks who were sitting cross-legged, an elderly monk stood up, staring at the fireball above his head in horror, his face was fierce, and he pierced his chest with his flying sword, gushing blood gushing out, soaking his hands.

"Tell the peak master that my grandson must enter the true inheritance!"

With a hideous sound, the old man turned and stretched his blood-stained palm towards the wooden sword box in the middle of everyone.

The power of the foundation building peak easily shattered the sword box, and a blood-colored long sword also appeared in the old man's hand at this moment.

The terrifying devouring sucked away the mana of the peak foundation in the old man's body, followed by his few life forces.

This is the price of awakening the magic weapon in advance, and with this power, the old man waved his sword towards the sky when he was dying.