The name Xiao Pingsheng is very familiar to Yu Changping.

This person used to be his best friend, and he held a key position in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and before that battle, Yu Changping had always trusted this friend.

Until one time when he destroyed an important stronghold of the Heavenly Demon Altar, he suddenly attacked him.

If it weren't for the fact that a proud subordinate sacrificed his life to save him at that time, and his pure Yuan Gang Qi naturally protected his body when he was attacked, he would have died in that cave for no apparent reason.

Soon after narrowly escaping death, he discovers a shocking fact.

Xiao Pingsheng is not only an undercover agent of the Heavenly Demon Altar who infiltrated the Heavenly Dao Alliance, but also the only son of the head of the Heavenly Demon Altar.

His natal weapon, the Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus, is evidence of absoluteness.

The Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus is not an ordinary natal magic weapon, it is a magic weapon created by the master of the Heavenly Demon Altar based on the sword array left over from ancient times, which can absorb spiritual power and gather into a black sword, and the number and strength of the black sword increase with the improvement of the holder's cultivation, until the holder's spiritual power is strong enough to truly restore the entire sword array.

Moreover, as long as the holder of the Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus is willing to dig out half of its core at the cost of not using the Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus for half a year, and let this half of the core quickly conclude a natal connection with other people who have a blood relationship with the holder, the second Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus can be created.

In the case of the holder's cultivation being low and the sword formation is incomplete, although the power of the Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus is strong, it is not too strong, even if it steps into the realm of a high-level cultivator, it will not be able to jump out of this category in a short period of time.

Back then, he was able to break through Xiao Pingsheng's sword array and leave, because the opponent's sword was not enough, and he was punched out of the gap with Qi Tian's stick.

The sword array in front of him now is the same as the one back then, and it is obvious that Xiao Pingsheng did it deliberately.

So this time, his actions were more straightforward.

After destroying the main sword with a stick, Yu Changping swept with a stick, and the huge sword array was immediately shattered, and the black sword was scattered in all directions.

Between the howling of the stick wind, Yu Changping's energetic voice echoed on the grassland.

"What's the point of doing all this useless work?"

Before the words fell, Xiao Pingsheng's laughter had already come.

"Yu Changping, to deal with you, this seat doesn't need to make a move at all. ”

With the aftermath of the last word "shot", countless black swords converged again, forming a larger sword formation in front of Yu Changping.

This sword array was still arranged as before, but this time there were two hundred and fifty-six black swords gathered in the sword array, which was much stronger than the previous one.

Yu Changping snorted coldly and picked up the stick to meet him.

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When the Heavenly Demon Altar and the important figures of the Heavenly Dao Alliance collided fiercely, the ordinary members of the Heavenly Demon Altar also launched a tidal wave of offensives.

However, no one was able to rush into the ranks of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

When they were still a short distance away, for some reason, those members of the Heavenly Demon Altar suddenly fell to the ground, their fallen bodies rose and fell slightly, and they snored loudly for a while.

Someone tried to come forward to check, just took a few steps, but also fell to the ground with a thud, and a Dharma cultivator moved it back with a spell, only to find that the corners of his mouth were salivating, and he actually fell asleep peacefully.

At this moment, everyone had a judgment in their hearts.

After Ji Xichun and Fu Qingming jumped out, there was one more person in the center of the team who seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and he sat on the ground with a calm face, as if nothing in the world could interfere with his beautiful sleep.

As a result, the Heavenly Dao Alliance team was surrounded by members of the Heavenly Demon Altar who were immersed in sweet dreams, and those attacks that came from afar, whether they were spells or thoughts, could not break through the invisible barrier that brought about sleep.

This is the eighth dream of the dawn that Wu Bujue has exhausted for several years of mental training.

Yu Luoxia looked at the members of the Heavenly Demon Altar who had piled up like a mound of earth in front of her, and was amazed in her heart.

Being able to put these many people into a deep sleep with their thoughts alone, the cultivation of the Afternoon Hall Lord's intention is really unfathomable.

In the current situation, those of them who have a low level of cultivation no longer need to make a move at all, and even if they do, it will have no effect.

After making a move, she could also set her eyes on Yu Changping wholeheartedly, her heart couldn't help beating faster, and she couldn't hide her shock on her face.

In the sword array, Yu Changping was able to sweep dozens of black swords into the dust with every stick, but the black swords that completely collapsed under the fierce blow were only one or two out of ten, and the rest quickly flew back into the sword formation and launched an offensive again.

Even if she couldn't see all the changes in the sword formation with her cultivation, at least she could see a little clearly.

The other party has a deep understanding of his father's cultivation and tactics.

Yu Changping was able to become a rare ninth-order powerhouse in the world, relying on his invincible Qi Tian stick, and after Qi Tian's stick was supplemented by pure Yuan Gang Qi, each stick was enough to open the mountain and crack the ground. Under the stick of Pingtian, I don't know how many demons are ambushed.

But now, Qi Tian's stick struck on the sword array, and it didn't have the effect it should have at all.

But what shocked Yu Luoxia the most was the black flying swords themselves.

On a spirit leaf not long ago, Bei Ming Xiu recounted the brief process of his battle with Xiao Jinyu, and made a brief comment on the black sword that Xiao Jinyu used at the end.

The one in front of me is not much different from the description of Northern Meditation, but it is just a difference in quantity and quality, as well as usage.

Could it be that the important figure of the Heavenly Demon Altar who was fighting with his father had anything to do with Xiao Jinyu?

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Yu Luoxia was shocked in her heart, and Yu Changping in the sword formation was not calm in her heart, but she was not too surprised.

Xiao Pingsheng knew him very well, and that sword formation had a function, which was to transfer the impact of one sword to other swords.

Every time he struck a stick, no matter which sword he hit or how many swords he hit, the entire sword array was fighting against his stick.

If it drags on like this, it will not be good for him.

Without any hesitation, Yu Changping lifted his stick again and hit the sword array in front of him.

It was as if the bell had been struck by a skilled bell ringer, and a loud bang echoed across the grassland, shaking the bodies of countless people.

Yu Changping broke out of the formation, with a majestic and powerful aura, and rushed straight to the north.

Every footprint he left behind tore the ground nearby.

At this time, he is as powerful as a god descending from heaven.

Only Yu Changping himself knows that he has gradually lost control of the battle situation.

In order to break through the sword formation, he burst out with all his pure Yuan Gang qi, if he didn't do this, and then he was consumed by the sword formation for a period of time, he couldn't ensure that he would win this battle of life and death.

But this is probably within Xiao Pingsheng's expectations.

The sword array that had trapped him had scattered and was chasing after him, and in front of him was a black sword array that shrouded him like a dark cloud that crushed the city.

Five hundred and twelve black swords, completely blocking his route.

Yuchang plane does not change color.

Whatever was in front of him, he responded with only a stick.

Qi Tian only has one move with a stick, but as long as he practices this move to the extreme, this stick can turn into thousands of sticks.

No matter how dense the black sword is, it can't stop his footsteps in the slightest.

However, after a few breaths, Yu Changping was already approaching the northern position of the Heavenly Demon Altar, and the members of the Heavenly Demon Altar who were still guarding this place did not have the courage to fight against it at all, nor did they have the courage to resist the will of the person behind them, so they could only watch Yu Changping advance rapidly with a pale face.

In the next second, Yu Changping burst into the formation.

Soon someone was hit into the air by the flat stick, tumbling and falling, like rushing waves.

Qi Tian is under a stick, and there are no people.

Forcibly swept the black sword behind him with a stick, Yu Changping's eyes focused on an object in front of him.

It was a beautifully decorated sedan chair full of deep darkness.

Xiao Pingsheng sat in it openly.

Yu Changping's eyes were full of sharpness, and a stick fell towards the sedan chair.

Before the stick fell, the strong pressure had squeaked the entire sedan car, as if it might collapse at any time.

Xiao Pingsheng's calm voice came from inside.

"Yu Changping, you are not an iron man, you can hold on to this, this breath should consume a lot. ”

Yu Changping didn't answer, and threw himself into the stick that was about to fall.

But he knew that there was no problem with the meaning of Xiao Pingsheng's words.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Ever since he burst out of his Pure Yuan Gang Qi, he had taken a breath in his body.

While confronting five hundred and twelve black swords, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he forcibly broke through the crowd with the black sword, he breathed another breath.

He is not one of those immortal-level powerhouses above the top of the clouds, and the total amount of spiritual power consumed in this process cannot be quickly replenished.

Now he doesn't think about it that much.

All he wanted to do now was to beat this stick perfectly.

Monkey King fell, with a force that seemed to be able to collapse the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, a picture that he could never have imagined happened.

When Qi Tian's stick was about to fall on the sedan chair, the sedan chair exploded.

Xiao Pingsheng held two black swords in his hand and smiled, as if he didn't see the falling stick.