A sword light, clear the universe. One god and two cultivators can hear this sound, as if listening to the sounds of heaven.

The black giant net was torn apart by the sword light, and the young man also appeared in front of the one god and two cultivators.

The three of them squinted their eyes, and the young man in front of them had sword eyebrows, fluttering white clothes, and a fierce killing intent all over his body, which was abundant outside the body and in the four fields.

The young man's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said to the mountain god surnamed Liu: "What happened here? How could such an accident happen?"

The mountain god heard the young man's words, and hurriedly asked, "Didn't Shangzhen come to the Fuyang Sword Sect to rescue me?"

When the young man heard that the golden god in front of him did not answer him, but asked a question to himself, he was very displeased in his heart, and was about to speak.

The ghost-faced monk hurriedly said: "Shangzhen, this place was born and attracted everyone to take action, and then we were all trapped by this killing array. ”

The young sword immortal looked at this ghost-faced monk, full of ghosts, knowing that it was a ghost monk, but the Fuyang Sword Sect did not have the habit of shouting and shouting to kill when the two monks of Yuanqing and Yuqing saw the ghost cultivator, so they listened to the explanation, and they were also a little angry.

Yu said coldly: "Mu traveled to the southern states, and saw that there was a general trend in this place a month ago, connecting mountains and rivers, so he stayed here, on the mountain peak three miles away, and watched the general trend of this place to hone his own skills, but he didn't want such a movement to happen here today, so he came to take a look." ”

The mountain god surnamed Liu knew in his heart that it was not the Fuyang Sword Sect that knew that there was a change in this place and came here in a big way. If this is the case, wouldn't it be that this young sword immortal will fall here with himself and others.

The other two cultivators heard the words of the young sword immortal, and they were also in their hearts, and the worried look on their faces did not decrease but increased.

The young sword immortal looked at this in front of him and didn't care.

Looking at the bronze Gu Ding that was trapped under the sky and Qingyu, he took out his sword again, and the sword light turned a few times in the air, and then cut off all the black silk threads that trapped Yang Ding, and then Yang Ding got rid of the shackles, and with a few buzzes, he rushed to the sky again.

The flaming fire dragons seemed to be extremely angry at what the young man had done, and swooped down even more frantically towards the people below.

The young sword immortal, the cold color in his eyes did not decrease, his body soared into the sky, the fairy sword in his palm rotated at the same time, the sword light was like a net, and he killed the fire dragon impenetrable.

The fire dragon was originally transformed by the general momentum, and there was not much wisdom to speak of, so it was also fearless to attack the young sword immortal.

The sword light in the hands of the young sword fairy is everywhere, and the fire dragons are all killed by them one by one, different from the previous one god and two cultivators, the young sword fairy, although the sword technique in his hand, although it is not chaotic, can still stab the neck of the fire dragon in the slightest, in the eyes of the young man's eyes, the sword stabbed not the fire in front of him, but the general trend nodes, sure enough, the fire dragons killed in the young sword fairy are all no longer in danger of resurrection.

At this time, the mountain god and a ghost and a woman below were also amazed on their faces, originally thinking that this young man surnamed Mu was only the peak cultivation of Yuan Gang, and a few like. Although he said that he was respectful, he was just afraid of the prestige of his Fuyang Sword Sect, how could he have thought that the young swordsman's cultivation was so amazing.

Isn't this kind of killing sword style that you can arrange in every way, and I can only break it with one sword, can only be possessed by the disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect? Didn't the disciples of the Fuyang Sword Sect use the sword rune to transform the sword formation as a means of attack?

At this time, not only the mountain god surnamed Liu and the ghost-faced monk were suspicious in their hearts, but even the demon sect monk led by the black-robed Venerable was also puzzled.

At this time, Qin Lie suddenly said, "Venerable, my subordinates know this person. ”

The black-robed Venerable looked back and said, "Come on." ”

"This person is the Chongxiao Sword Immortal Mu Bai of the Fuyang Sword Sect, it can be said that he is an outlier of the Fuyang Sword Sect, different from the character of the disciples of the Fuyang Sword Sect who plan and then move, this person acts like a person from the Taibai Sword Sect, but this person is extremely talented, although he is not treated well by his peers in the Fuyang Sword Sect, but he is deeply appreciated by a Yuan Shen Zhenjun. It is said that no matter what the gods do, they all have the style of ancient monks. ”

Qin Lie's words were fast and long, but they were all detailed.

"Ancient Monk's wind, Ancient Monk's ......," the black-robed Venerable muttered.

Seeing the words of the black-robed Venerable, Qin Lie seemed to hesitate and added: "When my subordinates were in Selangor, I saw this person fighting with a demon cultivator who had just entered the Golden Pill, and under the light of thousands of swords, that demon cultivator was strangled into pulp. ”

"What do you mean is that this person can kill the Jindan Demon Cultivator, and the deity is not his opponent. The black-robed Venerable seemed to understand what Qin Lie meant, and said in a deep voice.

"The subordinates don't dare, they just ......," Qin Lie hurriedly defended.

"Needless to say, the deity is still self-aware. However, this battle is not a brave fight. ”

As soon as the black-robed Venerable said this, Qin Lie and the people behind him nodded their heads in agreement.

Black-robed Venerable, when he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little smug in his tone. When it comes to cultivation, he is only similar to Elder Li of the outer gate beside Qin Lie, Yuan Gang's peak cultivation, although he is not afraid of Yuan Gang's cultivation with magic weapons such as soul flags in his hands, but the reason why he is more valued by Jindan Zhenren in the sect is because he is good at planning and resourceful.

Yang Ding was born this time, he has made many plans, and even if the Jindan real person of the Seven Sects of Xianmen is here today, he also has arrangements to deal with it.

At this time, the situation in the field changed again, and the fire dragon was finally broken one by one under the sword of the young sword immortal.

The mountain god and the ghost-faced monk were also in a slightly relaxed mood when they saw Mu Bai's achievements. Only the woman with the black gauze and light cover carefully noticed that Mu Bai's eyes were full of solemnity, this sword fairy surnamed Mu had a relaxed look when he took out the sword again, but when he was successful, he was dignified, this is why, a doubt rose in the woman's heart.

Mu Bai's face was as cold as water, just because he felt another change in the formation, this change was no longer the transformation of the previous five elements into a killing array, but a killing machine that implied the reversal of yin and yang. This kind of formation change is different from the formation change that he observed and deduced through the formation breath in the past ten days on the mountain peak, but it is a hole card method that is hidden and arranged by the power of the Dao.

Mu Bai's heart was awe-inspiring, but he had no fear. Although he is trapped here, he is confident that he can break through the blockade on his own with some effort. However, since he came in and had such a rare opportunity to experience this miraculous power in person, he naturally couldn't afford to miss the opportunity because he was afraid of danger.

Besides, it is difficult for Mu Bai to leave the three people below and leave alone. Of course, it's not that I'm afraid of gossip and the like that ordinary people think, but I don't want to go against my sword heart.

This change in formation is really as Mu Bai thought, when the previous battle was fought, it was almost dusk, and the sky was a little dark, but I saw a big change, and the sky suddenly appeared in a word, seven rounds of green yang, showing the momentum of beads, suddenly emitting a thousand zhang of light, like a meteor with a thunderous momentum to Mu Bai and the others below.

Mu Bai knew in his heart that this green sun was just illusory, although the sky outside was not completely dark, but under the rain curtain, it was drowsy, how could there be this blazing sun, and there were still seven rounds.

But I don't dare to be careless, the transformation of yin and yang, the dawn of the night, is a large array of random stimulation, so where is the eye of the array?

This thought, although it turned back and forth, in fact, it was only in an instant, the long sword in Mu Bai's hand was handed over to his left hand, and a sword-shaped jade talisman appeared in his right hand like lightning, and the extremely white sword qi was triggered, and the jade talisman rose in the wind, turning into a sharp giant sword, and the cold cyan smoke was wrapped around the sword body, and the murderous aura was fierce.

The sword went like the wind, and struck at the falling sun, and there was no imaginary loud noise, and the earth shook. It's silent, without a hint of fireworks. The green sun was shattered, turned into a little firefly streamer, and disappeared in the air.

The seven rounds of Qingyang descended one after another, all of them were broken by the sword rune so repeatedly, and the sword rune seemed to have consumed the power of the element, and returned to Mu Bai's hands, and there were more than a dozen shocking cracks on the sword rune.

The black-robed Venerable originally thought that when Qingyang appeared, the sword immortal surnamed Mu must be in a catastrophe, and he didn't want the sword immortal surnamed Mu to have such a means, so he was a little anxious in his heart.

The black-robed Venerable took out the jade slip with a red scale again from his bosom, and said with an anxious face: "We can't wait any longer, the blood array must be launched immediately." ”

Before the words fell, Mu Bai Sword Immortal regenerate, it turned out that Mu Bai saw through the Qingyang offensive, and knew that if the big array was not stopped, the subsequent attacks would be endless. So, he took out the sword again, and the sword light with the sword intent of killing everything, divided the four sword rays and slashed towards the four black and thick silk threads that connected the altar.

The silk thread was formless and substantial, and it was unusually flexible. When Mu Bai's sword light slashed, it seemed to have no effect, but Mu Bai knew at this time that the sword light hit was not useless, the reason why the effect was not obvious, but it was only tiny, and if he slashed thousands of swords, he could naturally break it.

Mu Bai used his divine will, and the fingers in his hand flipped over and over, and the sword light was faster than a sword, and thousands of sword lights slashed towards the four black silk threads without stopping with an indomitable momentum.

Sure enough, the four silk threads were no longer able to resist the continuous slashing of the sword light, and they all broke in the end.

As soon as the four silk threads were broken, the operation of the formation came to a standstill, and Mu Bai's sword light did not stop, and he struck towards the altars outside the array.

And just when the great array stopped, the bronze giant tripod gently shook and rotated a few times, and without hindrance, it rushed to the sky without stopping, and it was about to disappear.

The black-robed Venerable, seeing that Yang Ding was about to flee, did not hesitate. The Gang Qi in his hand was urged, and the five or six subordinates who held Yuan Xiuwei behind him were caught off guard, and they were caught in their hands, and they were instantly suppressed by their pouring out of their Gang Qi, and they threw themselves into the large array not far in front of them at an incomparably fast speed, and the blood spirit was attracted by the inexplicable momentum of the underground.

At this moment, the blood light was everywhere, the blood array was activated, and a blood-colored qi barrier appeared above the heavenly dome, blocking Na Yangding again.

The four-sided altar was also destroyed under the attack of Mu Bai's sword light.

Mu Bai raised his eyes at this time and found that a blood-red qi barrier covered the sky, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a smile, sure enough, there was someone here to lay out.

Mu Bai Kendo adheres to the principle of killing, but he is not a reckless man without scheming, he felt that something was wrong when he broke through the big fire change, and at the same time, the group of black-robed people he saw knew that there must be some means to secretly lay it down.

Therefore, in the past, regardless of Yang Ding's escape, he just repeatedly cut off the great array of the Dao of Magic, in order to attract the person who was secretly arranged, and launched it in a hurry.

Although the qi and blood barrier above the heavenly dome was thick, in Mu Bai's opinion, there was still a hint of condensation, which was the consequence of a hasty launch.

When the mountain god and the ghost-faced monk saw the qi and blood barrier appear, they were also ashamed at this time, knowing that this was someone else's calculation.