Sword Formation Masters are extremely rare, and their status in the cultivation realm is relatively special.

The Sword Formation Master does not belong to the Sword Cultivator, but the killing power is not inferior!

If you can arrange some powerful sword formations, you can even hard-shake many ancient inheritance of Jindan visions, and you won't fall behind!

Of course, there was an obvious flaw in the Sword Formation Division.

Although the speed of the sword array arrangement is very fast, it is still not comparable to many spiritual secret methods after all.

If you really meet a top master, you will make a decisive move and interrupt it before you form a sword formation!

These ancient relics in the valley obviously don't have this eyesight.

Hundreds of ancient relics rushed up, but all of them were strangled by the four Liuhe Sword Formations, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, which was extremely tragic!

"Roar!"

The golden lion was finally moved, his heart was furious, and he roared angrily in the direction of Su Zimo.

The valley shook, and the leaves of the ancient trees fell!

The blood in front of him completely stimulated the remaining ancient relics.

The beasts boiled and roared, echoing through the valley!

Rumble!

The remaining nearly 1,000 or so ancient relics all turned around, their eyes showed a fierce light, and they even threw the blue-robed man and others aside, galloping towards Su Zimo!

"Chance!"

The blue-robed man's eyes lit up, and he shouted in a low voice, "Hurry up!"

Before the words fell, the blue-robed man jumped into the air first, frantically running the golden pill, his body turned into a streamer, and fled towards the other side of the valley.

The remaining dozen or so people were stunned for a moment and did not react.

The glamorous nun looked at the blue-robed man in disbelief and opened her mouth slightly.

She didn't expect that the blue-robed man would do such a thing.

Anyway, the monk was here to help them.

However, the blue-robed man took advantage of the opportunity of the ancient relics to besiege the green-shirted monk and chose to flee for his life!

What's the difference between this and an ungrateful villain?

"You're not leaving?"

The blue-robed man ran in mid-air, turned his head, and saw that the glamorous nun and the others were still standing in place, and couldn't help but sneer: "That person will soon be devoured by the demons, if you miss this opportunity, you will die here!"

The few monks who were still a little hesitant were obviously moved.

Everyone could see that although the four sword formations of this green-shirted monk were powerful, they would definitely not be able to block the impact of nearly a thousand ancient relics.

When the green-shirted monks are torn apart, it will be their turn next!

Not everyone can face death calmly and sacrifice their lives for righteousness.

What's more, everyone's cultivation is nothing more than for the sake of longevity.

If you really die here, there will be nothing.

A trace of struggle flashed in the eyes of the glamorous nun, but she still made a decision and did not leave.

But beside her, seven or eight of her fellow disciples rose into the air, trying to escape from the valley with the blue-robed man.

When the blue-robed man saw the beautiful nun's decision, he couldn't help frowning, and scolded in his heart: "It's really stupid!"

The blue-robed man was about to turn around and run with all his might, but found that the seven or eight fellow disciples who had originally risen into the air did not follow, but stopped in place, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

These people looked terrified, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying!

The same is true of the glamorous nun, stretching out her arms and pointing in his direction, her eyes full of fear!

The breath in the back is a little damp and has a hint of fishiness.

The blue-robed man's heart sank.

He subconsciously turned around, only to see that on the mountain peak in front of him, there was a murderous demon beast standing, tall, round eyes, fierce gaze, golden long hair dancing all over the body, majestic.

It's the golden lion!

I don't know when, the golden lion has come to front of him, opened his bloody mouth, his expression is hideous, saliva is dripping down, and a fishy breath erupts from his mouth and nose.

The blue-robed man ran with all his might, almost sending himself to the mouth of this golden lion!

"Ahh

The blue-robed man was so frightened that he lost his voice, only to feel that his scalp was fried, and his legs were weak.

At this distance, if he wants to get out, it's just a fool's dream!

The blue-robed man was so frightened that his soul was scattered, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he saw a taunt in the eyes of the golden lion, and suddenly probed, and his bloody mouth closed directly!

Boom!

The blue-robed man was gone.

Seeing this scene, the seven or eight monks who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape in mid-air were so frightened that they fell from mid-air one after another, their faces pale with fright.

The golden lion chewed a few times, as if he was still unsatisfied, and his scarlet tongue stretched out, splashing out a little bit of minced meat, and a few blood stains oozed from his lips.

The glamorous nun had an ugly face and almost vomited.

Fang Cai was still a living person, and in the blink of an eye, he was eaten alive by this pure-blooded beast!

"Is it really going to die like this today?"

The glamorous nun's eyes dimmed, and she said silently in her heart.

At this moment, a voice came from the direction of the entrance of the valley, plain and bland, but it seemed to have a mysterious power that could calm the mind!

"Candlelight sword array, change!"

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

But the smoke and dust billowed in front of him, and his vision was completely obscured by the huge body of nearly a thousand ancient relics, and he couldn't see the green-shirted monk at all.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Suddenly!

The sword body contended, resounding through the world!

One by one, the edges rushed to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of everyone, a dazzling sword light suddenly burst out from the direction of the entrance of the valley, illuminating the heavens and the earth!

Twenty-seven flying swords gathered together, the tips of the swords pointing outward in unison, forming a huge sword-shaped disc.

It was as if there was a round of scorching sun, falling into the valley, blooming twenty-seven sword qi, blazing and dazzling, with a sharp edge, which could tear apart the void and cut the sky!

The power of the Candlelight Sword Array is much more terrifying than the Liuhe Sword Array!

Poof!

Blood mist gushes.

Nearly a thousand ancient relics rushed up, and they were directly strangled by the candlelight sword array, blood and flesh flew everywhere, corpses were everywhere, and the entire valley was dyed bloody!

Boom! Boom!

Many ancient relics rushed forward without fear of death, but they couldn't shake the candlelight sword formation at all.

The sword formation began to slowly move forward!

The glamorous nuns looked at this scene, and their ears were filled with the sound of sharp edges tearing flesh and flesh and grinding bones, and their faces were shocked.

The herd of ancient relics is chaotic and retreating!

The cyan figure was back in their sight.

The green-shirted monk rode the Heavenly Devil Wolf and was walking in this direction, his expression calm and his eyes deep.

This sword array condensed in front of his palm!

The green-shirted monk just waved his arm casually, and this terrifying sword array danced in mid-air, crushing everything and cutting everything!

Everyone's eyes straightened.

Where is this sword formation.

In the palm of the hand of the monk in the green shirt, it was as if he was carrying a round of scorching sun plucked from the sky, and the sharp point was lifeless!

Behind him was a bloody road paved with countless flesh and blood corpses.

This green-shirted monk is in charge of the scorching sun, walking through the blood and rain of corpses, as if he is a god between heaven and earth, looking at everything, awe-inspiring and inviolable!

The glamorous nun's eyes did not blink, and her expression was confused.

(End of chapter)