Nan Lingsha looked at the crowd on the hillside and frowned.

There are more people in this Nine Army Tomb Mountain than expected, and they obviously won't give up any of the brocade boxes here easily.

"Roar !!!!!!"

The dragons roared, and there were many dragon herders among them, and for a while, half of the slope was occupied by the figures of giant dragons and ancient dragons, and in the sky, there were many dragons circling!

The roar was deafening, and since their goal was to be Zhu Minglang on the top of the mountain, these dragon beasts rushed to the top of the mountain and breathed towards the top of the mountain!

The dragons breathe out, and you can see different colors of energy gushing out in the mausoleum mountain!

Flame Breath, Frost Breath, Light Breath, Thunder Roar, Trembling Roar, Sonic Boom Roar......

Colorful breaths of destruction weave together in a terrifying image above the mausoleum mountain.

Facing the baptism of the breath of the dragon beasts, Zhu Minglang swung his sword towards the air.

This time, his sword speed seemed a little slow, more like he was tracing some shape with his sword.

"Bagua Sword!"

As Zhu Minglang's last sword was completed, a cyan mark suddenly appeared where his sword mark passed, and the appearance was a gossip platform!

Nan Lingsha on the side looked at this sword mark with some surprise.

Isn't this the gossip stone platform that he painted in front of the Sword Sect Villa in Yaoshan Mountain?

But Zhu Minglang used swordsmanship to draw it out of the air, and the gossip shield formed by the sword marks was even more amazing!

The Bagua Sword Hung is like a huge mirror barrier, all the breath and roar are blocked under this sword move, and you can see that those turbulent elemental energy, battle skill tremors, and occult impacts are all mixed together, forming a wanton power storm about ten meters in front of Zhu Minglang, but it can't hurt Zhu Minglang in the Bagua Sword and Shield.

"Whew!!!!"

The Golden Dome Dragon was above the Mausoleum Mountain, above Zhu Minglang's head.

Its tail drooped and began to stir vigorously.

Turning over the river and the sea!

The Golden Dome Dragon is using its Canglong Occult Technique.

Although there is not a drop of water here at all, what the Golden Dome Dragon stirs is not the real river and sea, but the qi river and the wind and sea, which is everything in the Qiankun!

The golden air currents were churning.

The golden wind and waves are sweeping.

The Golden Dome Dragon's Canglong Occult Technique was superior to all the dragon beast breaths, and even more powerful than those main-level dragon beasts combined.

I saw that the heavy sarcophagus, huge rocks, and standing statues in the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain could not withstand such a surge, they rolled irregularly, collided with each other, and some were even directly shattered!

Zhu Minglang was at the very center of the Golden Dome Dragon's Canglong mysticism, and the gossip qi around him was finally a little dimmed at this moment, and was being disintegrated by the Golden Dome Dragon's mysticism.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be worried about it at all.

He glanced at the influx of dragons and the crowd, and then at Nan Lingsha.

"Actually, the Sword Fall Formation is not a formation, but a sword technique. Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha.

"Look, this is the first sword!"

Zhu Minglang naturally knew that the reason why Nan Lingsha was only able to copy four of the Sword Fall Array was not that her realm was not high enough, but that she had misunderstood the true meaning of the Sword Fall Array!

Nan Lingsha's eyes were bright, but she was also staring at him intently.

The Sword Fall Array is also one of the few paintings in her possession of great power, and there are many doubts in her heart.

After all, just by exerting the power of the four swords of the Sword Fall Array, he could already defeat Yun Zhonghe, the chief disciple of the Yaoshan Sword Sect, if he could understand the true charm and soul of this Sword Fall Array, this painting could be brought into play even more extremely!

The first sword.

It's a greatsword.

The sword spirit dragon in Zhu Minglang's hand is not that kind of huge sword.

But just when Zhu Minglang raised it with one hand, Nan Lingsha saw a huge shadow like a mountain peak appear behind Zhu Minglang.

The sword shadow is like a peak, and the momentum is terrifying!

Zhu Minglang finally dropped his sword, and he saw that above the sky, a real mountain peak sword shadow fell like a thunderbolt.

The sword shadow of the mountain peak fell straight and fell right past the body of the Golden Dome Dragon, and the Golden Dome Dragon seemed to be pressed down by the mountains, and fell violently to the earth!

The shadow of the mountain peak sword fell into the hillside, like a monument, with some kind of suppressive power.

For a while, the ancient dragons and giant dragons that rushed from the hillside also seemed to be under the pressure of Mount Tai, and they were unable to withstand the pressure of such a sword, and they crawled on the ground!

The sense of oppression struck, the peak of Sword Shadow Mountain stood, and I don't know how many dragon herders fell on the slope of Mausoleum Mountain.

Each of them, like their own dragon beasts, seemed to be carrying a boulder heavy sword, no matter how resolute they were, it was difficult for them to break free from the suppression of this sword shadow!

"This is the second sword. Zhu Minglang spoke again.

The second sword noted.

The slender and slender sword body was like a white air snake, quickly striking out from the highest point of the Mausoleum Mountain, and turned into a white python in Nan Lingsha's gaze!

The wild python twisted its body and swept in all directions, agile and full of power, and you could see those flying dragons hovering in the air being swept down by this sword qi python!

Many dragon herders were on the backs of their flying dragons, and the suppression of the original Sword Shadow Mountain Peak escaped from them in the sky, but they didn't expect Zhu Minglang's second sword to come out so quickly, and the sword qi python was completely a heavenly god python, the sky was so wide, but it couldn't allow any dragon beast to hover!

"The third sword!"

Zhu Minglang's sword was suddenly withdrawn, and the power of this withdrawal made the mausoleum mountain shake.

Nan Lingsha noticed that there were countless qi filaments on the sword in Zhu Minglang's hand, and these qi filaments seemed to drain all the air around him when he quickly returned the sword.

Immediately afterwards, on the tomb mountain of the Ninth Army, there was a terrifying sword roar, like thousands of troops and horses galloping from a distance, more like a real tsunami rolling, everyone was in it, dizzy, and the internal organs were even more misplaced as uncomfortable and painful!

"The Fourth Sword!"

With Zhu Minglang snorted softly.

The entire nine mausoleum peaks of the Nine Army Tomb Mountain, but for some reason there are countless terrible cracks, from the top of the maze wall and the city tower, the Nine Army Tomb Mountain seems to have been torn apart by something, and in some places there are even shocking rifts!

Above the city tower, Yun Zhonghe, the chief disciple of the Yaoshan Sword Sect, was already stunned.

He looked at the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain that was torn apart by Zhu Minglang's fourth sword, and slowly turned his gaze to Wu Feng, the senior uncle next to him.

No one had ever told him that the Sword Fall Array was a sword technique!

Zhu Minglang's every sword clearly shows the characteristics of each ancient sword in the Sword Fall Array......

Giant Sword, Cloud Sword, Howling Sword, Cracking Sword!

The sword fall array drawn by Nan Lingsha at the beginning, the four sword paintings that appeared were obviously biased, and Zhu Minglang beat out the true power of the sword fall array at this moment!